#BlackGirlMagic

Dun dun, duuuunnnnnnn! hahaha

Chris Evans:

The Student Teacher: Shay (complete)

-         Chap.1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14

Old Flame: Leilani/Leah (Completed)

-         1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 & 7, 8, 9

Q & A

-         Getting to know Shay

Zac Efron:

Zac Baby (one Shot)

Is he engaged? Who. The. Hell. Knows.

It’s not a problem you need to worry about.

Is his relationship real or no? Who. The. Hell. Knows.

It’s not a problem you need to worry about.

I’ve seen a lot of concerning posts about people’s mental and physical health relating to those two questions.

So I’m officially declaring myself a fandom auntie… and I’m going to tell y’all what I would tell my own niece and nephews.

Do not let situations out of your control have control your emotions.

The sooner you recognize that the only thing you have control over in those situations is your reaction to them, the easier some stressful situations will become.

We live in a turbulent world and you’ve got to pick and choose the battles you want to fight.

I enjoyed last month’s advent cross stitch project, so I decided I wanted to do another long project like that. I’ve seen a lot of people on TikTok doing the temperature blankets and I love that idea, so I used it for inspiration.

I created my calendar like design in Excel and I’ve spent the better part of the last week’s evenings working on the base for it and I love how it turned out.

I need to finish back stitching the title and the thermometer, but I’ve spent the last like three days back stitching and I need a break.

My plan for the months is to outline them with the color of the average temp during that month.

I’ll probably only post monthly updates but we’ll see.

Here is the July update. 7 colors used.

High was 102, low 73.

Here’s what it looked like after June.

And here is what the whole project looks like with one month to go

Suit and Tie Evolution (last part)

“He won’t leave me alone.” I sigh as my phone rings again a number coming onto the screen, his name no longer saved in my phone. “Want me to tell him to fuck off?” Chris asks taking a pull from his beer. “It won’t do any good.” I reply hitting ignore, “And he already hates you. He told me he cheated on me because he thought I was cheating with you.”

“Dumbass.” He says finishing off his third beer, I can tell he’s getting tipsy but I don’t expect him to say what he says next, “If you were cheating on him with me you’d left his sorry ass a long time ago.” “Oh really?” I laugh taking a swig of my own beer.

“Really.” He promises leveling me with that blue eyed stare that always seemed to steal my breath away. That stare that’s always made me wonder if he wanted me. I’ve had just enough to take the bait.

“Prove it.” I challenge. He sets down the empty beer bottle and makes his way around the table toward me, moving slowly, like a cat stalking its prey. His fingers slide into my hair and pull my lips closer to his. His tongue slips out of his mouth, wetting his lower lip then his mouth crashes into mine. His hands tangle in my hair and I whine softly as one hand trails down my side.

“So beautiful.” He murmurs gliding his lips along my jaw. “I hated him because he got to be with you. Did you know that?” He murmurs.

“No.” I breathe as he bites my collarbone then swipes his tongue across the same spot. One of his hands creeps up my skirt and against the wet fabric of my panties.

“So wet. Just from kissing me.” He mumbles into my ear before catching the lobe between his teeth.

“Yes.” I moan bucking against his fingers, he slides my panties aside and slips a finger into my wet pussy. “Oh fuck Chris.” I hiss as he pumps two fingers into me. My phone rings again but before I can reach for it Chris does, hitting the phone blindly in his effort to stop the ringing.

“I want you to scream my name.” He growls into my ear before sinking to the floor in front of me. He pulls my panties off and shoves my skirt up around my waist then spreads my legs wide enough for his broad shoulders to settle between them. He swipes his tongue up along the slit of my pussy.

“Fuck Chris!” I moan and his lips suck and kiss along my pussy. His fingers slide into me, curling into me with just the right pressure. “Oh fuck.” I groan again dropping my head back as he flattens his tongue against me. “Chris I’m gonna- fuck- Chris.”

“Cum.” He demands his voice low and husky before his mouth goes back to sucking on my clit.

“Oh fuck Chris!” I cry as my orgasm starts, I can feel him lapping up my juices as I cum.

“Yes. All for me. Did that jackass ever make you cum with just his tongue?” He asks once I’ve come down from my high. “No.” I admit as his hands slide under my shirt.

“What do you want from me?” He asks running his thumbs along the base of my tits, “tell me.”

“I want you to fuck me.” “Right here? On this stool.” “Yes.” He slips his hands under my bra rubbing his still covered cock against my wet entrance. “Quit being a clit tease Evans.” I growl undoing his pants earning a dark chuckle from him. He peels off my shirt and bra then removes his own shirt as I pull his cock out of his pants. “So perfect.” I moan giving him a few slow pumps then rubbing my thumb over the tip of his cock.

Homemade Chocolate Croissants (Pain Au Chocolate)