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I'm coming back with something new. I started since September a Makeup School so I'm going to post all my looks 😁

I'm going to start with a child makeup

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Love <3

Write someting about me ^^ (2017-2018)

Pairings : Me x friends x my love

Warnings : Love, Alcohol, Truth

This year was particularly difficult, because all around me took me for a fool, whether it be friends or boys. I was almost all the time sad, angry and grumpy, it was so tiring. Even, I wanted to do a party for New Year in my grandpa’s house but everyone said “No, it’s so far!”. Okay, maybe it was far away but I had the house for me, for us. So, I decided to do nothing ‘cause I was so pissed and I said to me that I’m gonna play Call Of Duty all the day and all the night but in the end my plans change. My friend invited me at her party in her house and it was a fucking great night.

I put on a dress with lace and it was pink, I really like this dress. I even made a freaking cool makeup with silver and black plus eyeliner on my eyes and a pink lipstick, I also made a braid. This night, I didn’t know everyone so I was a little shy but with time I freed me. In the course of the party, I drank, bit by bit I became drunk. We played truth or dare, and it was funny as fuck ‘cause a boy had to wear a thong and I laughed so loud. In the late of the night, with alcohol in my blood, I talked with a tall guy, he was nice and kind, so we talked a very very long time. When we were returned with the others, as we started again truth or dare, I had to kiss a girl, lick her boob and take of my t-shirt because yes, I remove my dress and put on a jean and a t-shirt. So I was in my bra and the tall guy put his arm on my shoulders. Finally, at the end of the night I went to sleep but everything turned in my head and I threw up.

The next day, I exchange my number with the tall guy but I realized that he wasn’t my style and he was taxing. And day after day, he tried to approach me but I didn’t want and he knew it. But three days after the party he offered me a red rose just because I said to him that it was my favorite flower,and actually it was very embarrassing. So, I explained that I wasn’t interested and he slowly started to drink “because his life was so cruel” at the bar where I was with my friend.

A beautiful Saturday night, I was at this famous bar, that I was going very often, I drank always with my friend, especially shots called “Unicorn”, I really loved it, and thirteen days after New Year, a beautiful guy came into the bar and yelled “Happy New Year”. I didn’t know him but I don’t know he was so special. So, he said hello to everyone because he was a regular and he sit down at our table in fron of me, he was funny so I laughed at every joke he made, I watched him mostly all the time. I know that thies night I didn’t remember his name, I just know that he was a baker and he was the guy with the dog”. And the tall guy was so drunk that he ran through the town, we searched him for what, 2 or 3 HOURS, anyway it was a great night again.

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Hi guys! I’ve got a big news, I’m writting a new story and it’s not a fanfiction but a pure fiction of my mind! I give you just the picture of the story!

Soon....

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The Girl of the Show (part 3)

A/N : finally the third part is published. sorry for the long time I wasn’t there.

Pairings : Chris Evans x Oceane

Warnings : Love, Muscles, Laugh, Smiles, Blush

The next day, you woke up next to Dodger. You sat down on the bed, rubbing your eyes and yawned at the same time. Chris was leaning on the frame, shirtless only wearing a gym short. He watched you, smirking.

“Hello girl!” "Hi,spy!"

He chuckled, walking towards you to kiss your forehead.

“Sleep well darling?” he asked. “Like a baby, and you?” “Same. I’ll take a shower so make yourself comfortable.”

You contemplated him in awe, his musles were impressive, you wanted to touch all of them, pectorals, abs and arms. He snapped his fingers in front of you, shaking your head you finally looked at him.

“I think you were bugging out.”

He lauged hysterically grabbing his left pec. You blushed and lowered your head.

“Is it me who make you uncomfortable?” “Uncomfortable isn’t the word I will use. It’s just...I’m...I’m so little and...and you are so imposing, and you don’t...”

You made a hand gesture, depicting his upper body.

“Oh is that?”

He showed it with his hands.

“Yes!”

You reddened a bit more than before.

“It’s more impressive in reality.”

He laught out loud, your brows were rose and you were mad at him because he made fun of you. As you crossed your arms on your chest, he came towards you.

“Oh my god! You are the best.” “Haha, so funny:”

You looked away while he wiped his eyes.

“Oceane.” You didn’t answer. “Are you mad at me?” "Huh." "Baby girl, look at me." "No." "Why?"

You faced him.

"You're making fun of me." "Not true. I laugh because you are so cute."

You lowered your head once again as you blushed also. Though he put a finger under your chin, raising your head.

"Don't be so shy like that. You're an amazing person Oceane."

You grinned as he gave you a big smooch on your cheek. He stood up and went to the bathroom, closing the door.

"Thank you!" You shouted.

He reopened the door.

"You're welcome, blondie."

You smiled at him.

"I'm come back in fifteen minutes." "Okay! Do you want something to eat?" "Cornflakes. Help yourself." "With milk?" "Of course!" "I prepare you that."

You wore off your clothes, mere keeping your short. You took a Chris' t-shirt, and wore it. You went in the kitchen, Dodger following you with his tail wagged everywhere.You stroked his head, and you brought out items, you needed. You searched in all the cupboards to find it.

You settled down at the table, eating your breakfast and scrolling on your phone. The front door was opening, as a tall man entered with a suitcase. He stopped for looking at you, surprised, you frowned your brows staring at him, until you recognized him.

"Scott?" "Yes and you are?" "Oceane. I'm Chris' friend." "Of course, the girl of the hotel. It's yours."

He showed you the transport case and came on to you, extending his hand at you as you grasped and shook.

"Nice to meet you Oceane. I'm Chris' brother, Scott." "Nice to meet you too Scott. I'm very honored to meet you." "I'm honored too."

He was kind, friendly and sweet.

"Is chris here?" "Here." "Hey bro!"

Scott hugged him, whispering at his ear.

"She's beautiful." "She is a friend Scott." "Marry her, believe me." "Stop!"

Chris glanced at you a little embarassed while you were eating. He chuckled when he saw a bead sinking along your chin. You wiped it quickly before looking at him with a shy smile and your flush spreading over your face showing your discomfort.

"You love her, it's obvious."

Chris turned his head at Scott and glared at him, furrowed his brows.

"Oh come on, stop lying. I can feel it." Scott said. "Do you understand that she's a friend so sure I like her."

Chris became exasperated and nervous at the same time because he knew his brother was right.

"Hey boys, come take a seat." You exclamed.

The two sat down at the table as you gave a bowl to Chris.

"Is that my t-shirt you wearing?" He asked excited. "Yep, I didn't have clothes so I borrowed you one."

You beamed at him as he blushed a little by your sensuality. He was under you charm but also anxious so he looked down his bowl.

"Thank you for te breakfast." Chris said ecstatic. "It's nothing. Scott, one?" You asked relaxed. "Why not!" He said nicely.

You were making his breakfast while he was speaking at Chris.

"Told you, marry her. She's the best girl you never had." Scott told to Chris determined. "What would you know about it? You're gay." Chris responded to him bewildered. "Chris, for girls I am their gay best friend so I know all things about girls. So listen about her. Once, she loves you too it's blatant. Twice, you are staring hungrily at her. Third, she's perfect." Scott said confident.

You finished to cook Scott's breakfast, so you gave it him, he thanked you. Chris gazed at you, you saw him and you gave him a beautiful smile and he blushed.

"You love her and don't lie." Scott said. "How?" "You blushed." "Maybe." Chris answered giving up the struggle with his brother. "Thank you."

After put items away in te cupboard, you were stretcing your muscles.

"Can I take a shower?" You asked to Chris. "Of course blondie. I requested to Scott to fetch your luggage to put it here." He declared. "Thanks Big boy!"

You kissed his cheek, taking your suitcase and disappearing in the bedroom.

"I'm falling in love with her." Chris admitted. "I was right." Scott giggled. "But she's young." Chris added sadly. "And?" Scott questioned his brother. "For god sake Scott. She's 22 and I'm 36." Chris scolded him. "And? Age means nothing." Scott assured. "And if she doesn't love me in return huh?" Chris whispered fearful. "Are you serious?" Scott grumbled. "Yes I'm serious." Chris added irritated. "You're such an idiot." Scott retorted. "Her eyes sparkled when she looks at you. She did your breakfast, she's polite, she's beautiful, she took your t-shirt and she has a beautiful tattoo on her thigh. Man, she has a lot of qualities and she likes even loves you." He harped on about you. "I'll wait. We met each other only yesterday. She has a tattoo?" Chris said, blindsided. "You didn't see it? Did she give you her number?" Scott whacked his forehead. "Yeah, even before I ask hers." Chris agreed happily. "I already love her, and Ma' will love her too." Scott affirmed cheerful. "Maybe! But not now. Besides, I'm leaving in two weeks so could you take care of her?" Chris asked. "Always for you, Cap'. And don't forget to marry her." Scott told. "Maybe one day." Chris declared, hopeful.

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BEAUTIFUL PERSON AWARD ♡✧( ु•⌄• ) once you get this award, you're supposed to paste it in the ask box of 8 people who deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it's nice to know that someone thinks you're beautiful inside and out ❤️

Thank you ^^

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Do you know the the writer that wrote (perfect) that’s about chris evans and fell in love with a fanfic writer that writes about him and later on they get married and have a son named jack just like in the story she wrote about chris in her fanfic. This series has 77 parts to it

Well, I don't know ^^

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Mood! 😍

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Happy New Year! 2018 is the Year of the Doggo. This doesn’t officially happen until the Chinese New Year on February 16th, 2018, but we’re so excited about it that we want to start celebrating the awesomeness of our canine friends right away.

Thankfully Bored Panda assembled a collection of dog-related snapchats that are equal parts cute, heartwarming, and hilarious. These are some of our favorites. Click here for many, many more.

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The best things I've seen today!

Tom Holland does Rihanna’s “Umbrella” on Lip Sync Battle

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The Girl of the Show (part 2)

A/N : second part is here. Tell me if some phrases are incorrect.

Pairings : Chris Evans x Oceane

Warnings : Flirt, Insults, Laugh, Cry

Half an hour after, we exited the bar with all our stuff, Chris was waiting for us, once he’d seen us, he helped us. We’d packed the car trunk with Chris’ help, then Maxime and Maelys got on the car, waiting for you but you were too busy, talking to Chris.

“I’ll follow you.” “No way, you drink too much to drive. So, come on, get up with us.”

He agreed without any protest, just nodding his head and smiling brightly before climbing in the car. We’d talked during the trip, whereas Chris was sleeping.

Once our arrival at the airport, Chris stayed in the car sleeping like a baby while you were hugging your brother and your sister, saying goodbye. Both of them left you at the entrance, waving at you with big smiles. After their disappearance, you unlocked Chris’ door, to noise he opened his heavy eyes, before grinning at you. You gently took his hand in yours, in order to step him out, you felt his warmth which relaxed you all of a sudden. You noticed that he wasn’t so drunk but simply exhausted, and you could tell cause dark circles appeared on his face, so you hailed a taxi to bring him home.

After few minutes, a taxi was parking in front of you, you climbed inside as soon as possible, thus Chris gave the direction to the cab driver.

Forty minutes later, a big house emerged from trees. The cab pulled up in front of the gate, Chris and you stepped out and hence you paid the driver, thanking him. Chris walked before you, as you followed him through the yard. He unlatched the front door and waved at you to come in. Once inside, you were surprised about the house’s size, but your contemplation was interrupted by a dog barking and running towards you. He jumped over you, making you fall but Chris took rapidly Dodger’s collar, taking him away from you. The dog was so happy to meet you, though Chris stretched his hand to you, to grab it then you caught it, and came back on your feet. You bent a knee to pet Dodger, as he waggled his tail, licking every part of your face, therefore you laughed and beamed.

“Hi, little boy.”

Seeing you joyful with his bud, he couldn’t help but smile, enjoying the beautiful scene passing before his eyes.

“Oceane!” “Yes?”

You looked at Chris, still petting Dodger’s head.

“You can stay as many time as you want, ya know.” “It’s very kind, but I think I’,m going back to my hotel room to pack my possessions.” “It’s late, you will do that tomorrow. Just stay, please.”

Chris pouted, doing his famous puppy eyes, and you couldn’t say no, he vas too cute to be hurt.

“Okay, but I take the couch. Alright big boy?” “You can sleep with me, if you want.” “Come on Chris, it’s not reasonable. Perhaps I know you a little with internet but not enough, plus you don’t know me.” “As you are my guest, I let you my bed.” “Evans!” “I’m a gemini! I’ve got whatever I want.” “So do I!”

The fun was increasing little by little every second we spoke and laughed. Our faces lit by our big smiles.

“What? You? A gemini?” “Of course, I am!” “Which date?” “June, 10.” “One common point.” “You’re a child Evans.” “I know, I know. That’s why you sleep with me.” “What? No!”

He took you by the waist, carrying you as a potato sack as you gasped, while he was bringing you to his bedroom, with his muscles, you were a feather for him.

“Chris! Put me down! Please!” You whined.

But he still carried you, so you decided to poke him, making him wriggle. Both of you were laughing out loud, while Dodger barked at you. Chris threw you on his bed, laying besides you, you sighed regaining your blast, still grinning.

“How old are you?”

Chris asked you, watching your mild face.

“I’m 22!” “No way! You’re a kid!’ “So do you.”

He cackled, looking at the ceiling now.

“I thought you were older.” “Everybody says me that. Some says that I’m older that my sister.” “Really? How old is she?” “28!” “Okay.”

He put a silence for few minutes, but it wasn’t an embarassing silence, it was just normal. Just feel his presence was relaxing, all my anxiety were evacuated, for once it did you good. Your thoughts were vanishing when Chris cleared his throat, breaking the silence.

“You’re not like everybody else, you know?” “You think?”

He looked at you once again, while you turned your head to watch him into his blue eyes.

“No, I’m sure.” “How can you be so sure?” “Cause you’re kind. You are the first one to have given me your phone number before I ask.” “As I know that you don’t give yours, I did it.”

You giggled slowly, at the same time he did but he became again serious.

“Listen, I’m loyal and you are too, I can tell. You are close to your family, but the first thing I saw and that I love is the fact that you don’t see me as “Hey, it’s Chris Evans, the handsome actor”, or as Captain America. No, you see me like a real person, Oceane.” “It’s since you are a real person Chris.” “You’re right but some fans forget that. This is why you are so different for me.” “Thank you very much Chris but you’re wrong on one fact. I’m not really close to my family.” “I don’t believe you.” “Really?” “Huh!”

You gave him a tap on his chest, chuckling.

“Explain, come on.” “No sad stories tonight.” "That bad?” “For me? Yep! However for you, it’s not a big deal.” “Okay, you will tell me when you will be ready.” “Oh gosh, you bitchy.”

He was laughing whereas you were taking a deep breath, your limbs shaking, but when he saw you weak, he squeezed your hand, turning to face him, he was looking at you with concern. He fixed you in eyes, tightening his hold, you let out a big sigh.

“I hate my father.” “Really?” “Yes.” “Why?”

You suffocated, so you were sitting while few tears spilled from your eyes, your body shook from these painful memories. You breathed heavily, you tried to calm down but nothing happened. Chris went up rapidly, putting a hand on your back and the other on your knee, as you took his forefinger in your tiny hand.

“Calm down! Breathe! Just breathe baby!”

You started breathing normally with his help, but it was your weak area, nobody knew about the whole story, just few.

“He did unforgiven things that I can’t forget. This is why I came here, to runaway from him because before leaving he said things that broke me in pieces, as “Get out of here”, or also he insulted me of “Whore”.” “Oceane, I’m so sorry. I didn’t..." “It’s okay.”

But it was just a lie because you were breaking down and he saw it so he pulled you close to him, rubbing your back whereas your tears spiked his white t-shirt.

“I was so much alone. Nobody was there to comfort me, I cried such a lot and no one was there..” “Shh, you’re not alone any more.” “Thank you.”

You chuckled a little.

“What?” “I was thinking about my tattoo.” “Which one?” “The one on my forearm.”

You lifted your right sleeve exposing an angel.

“An angel?” “Yep and do you know why?” “Nope but you’re going to tell me.” “True. Anyway, it’s because for me, you are an angel.” “You did this tattoo for me? No way!”

You could tell that he was happy as he had a bright smile on his face and his eyes shone.

“Not only for you but also for two other persons.”

“I’m jealous.”

Your tears had stopped falling, now you were laughing because of Chris, he made you laugh and he was the best therapy ever. We talked for a long time and obviously you appreciated him. You laughed a lot, you had learned to know each other more, becoming thereby friends. It was 3am, when you yawned.

“You need to sleep, Little Blondie.” “You too.” “Don’t worry about me.” “I do.” 

He smiled back at you and kissed your forehead.

“Can I ask you a last question?” “Of course, Mr Evans.” "Oh, come on. Don’t call me like that, I feel old.” >“You are.” “Fuck you!” “Language.”

You laughed until he tickled you, and you were squealing and bursting into laughter, floundering in all directions, therefore tickled brought you tears of laughter.

“Stop it! Please!”

You pleaded and he stopped every move, leaning down his elbow and looking down at you. You sniffed highly, happy as a kid.

“Ask me your question now.”

You twisted you head to gaze at him hands on your belly.

“How tall are you?” “5′0″ “You are so tiny.”

He took your nose as a child.

“Shut up!” “Come here, girl.”

He opened his arms, allowing you to hug him and you came against him, his warmth relaxing you at the contact.

“Goodnight old man.” “Goodnight tiny blondie.”

You let out a little clucking before closing your eyes, his scent invasive your nostrils and you had to confess that he smelt good.

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The book of Anna Faris is fucking good, I'm happy to get it!

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Happy New Year!!

I think that this new year is gonna be a good one! 'Cause i'm going to change, and for the best! So happy new year, everybody. Big kiss!

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All my body is on fire with this fucking smile! 😍

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Imagine

Imagine doing a dance battle with Chris, he shows you all his moves but you beat him with sensual dance, and after that he kisses you.

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Reblog if you think the person you reblogged this from deserves to be happy.

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Imagine

Can you imagine just a second how amazing it will be to hug Chris Evans? Just how you feel safe in his arms, so secure or even when you are sad, his arms resticking your broken heart. I think it's the best feeling ever.