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Flutter Your Way to Perfection: The Ultimate Mascara Hacks Revealed!

When it comes to makeup, few things can transform your look as dramatically as a swipe of the perfect mascara. Those seemingly simple tubes hold the key to voluminous, lengthened lashes that can make your eyes pop and add a touch of glamour to any occasion. But achieving the best length and volume mascara effect requires more than just the right product – it's all about mastering the hacks that bring out the full potential of your lashes. In this article, we're unveiling the ultimate mascara hacks that will have you fluttering your way to lash perfection.

The Power of Mascara

Mascara has earned its spot as a makeup bag essential for a reason. Whether you're aiming for a natural, everyday look or a bold, evening statement, mascara can instantly enhance your eyes and draw attention to one of your most alluring features. But to truly make your lashes stand out, it's important to go beyond the basics and explore the hacks that can take your mascara game to the next level.

Hack 1: Curl Before Applying

One of the secrets to achieving the best length and volume mascara effect is to start with well-curled lashes. Use an eyelash curler to gently curl your lashes before applying mascara. This creates a lifted base that makes your lashes appear longer and more open, allowing the mascara to work its magic more effectively.

Hack 2: Choose the Right Mascara Formula

When it comes to mascara, not all formulas are created equal. To achieve both length and volume, opt for a mascara that offers a balance between lengthening and volumizing properties. Look for keywords like "lengthening" and "volumizing" on the mascara packaging. Additionally, consider formulas that are smudge-proof and long-lasting to ensure your fluttery lashes last all day.

Hack 3: Wiggle the Wand

The way you apply mascara can significantly impact the final result. To maximize both length and volume, wiggle the mascara wand at the base of your lashes and then gently pull it through to the tips. This technique ensures that each lash is evenly coated from root to tip, creating a fuller and more defined look.

Hack 4: Layer Wisely

Layering mascara can add depth and intensity to your lashes, but it's important to do it wisely. Start with a lengthening mascara as your base coat, wiggling the wand to create length. Once dry, apply a volumizing mascara to add thickness and drama. Remember, the key is to apply each coat while the previous one is still slightly tacky to prevent clumping.

Hack 5: Use a Lash Comb

To ensure your lashes remain clump-free and perfectly separated, use a lash comb or a clean mascara wand to comb through your lashes after applying mascara. This simple step can make a world of difference, giving you that coveted feathery and fluttery effect.

Hack 6: Embrace the Bottom Lashes

Don't neglect your bottom lashes! Applying mascara to your lower lashes can create a balanced and captivating look. Use a smaller mascara wand or a mascara specifically designed for lower lashes to prevent smudging and achieve a more precise application.

Hack 7: Remove Excess Product

Excess mascara on the wand can lead to clumping and uneven application. Before applying, gently wipe off any excess product on a tissue or the edge of the mascara tube. This ensures that you have better control over the amount of product you're applying, leading to a smoother and more even finish.

Hack 8: Emphasize the Outer Corners

To create a more lifted and elongated appearance, focus a bit more mascara on the outer corners of your lashes. This can help create a subtle cat-eye effect that enhances the shape of your eyes and adds a touch of glamour.

Flaunt Your Perfectly Fluttery Lashes

In conclusion, the journey to achieving the best length and volume mascara effect is a combination of choosing the right formula, applying it with finesse, and embracing smart hacks that enhance your natural beauty. By curling, choosing the right formula, using application techniques, and employing simple tricks, you can transform your lashes from ordinary to extraordinary. So, go ahead and embrace these ultimate mascara hacks, and let your eyes do the talking as you flutter your way to lash perfection.

[jam3sacaster]

you are INCREDIBLE!!! ✨ Thank you so much for all the amazing Rupert fics 😍

Could I please request a Rupert & reader fic where they are at a New Year’s Eve party and he can’t take his eyes off her. Before the 10 second countdown he walks towards her to make sure he’s the only one who gets to kiss her

thank you ever so much my DAHHLING 🥰🫶🏽 i’m so glad you like them 🩷 what a smashing idea!!!

“Happy New Year, angel.”

(Rivals) Rupert Campbell-Black x Reader (ft. Lizzie Vereker)

Suggestion by this lovely reader 🥰 / You start the New Year off with a bang, as you encounter Mr Campbell-Black…

18+ FANFIC / Soft Rupert 🥹. Kinda short but hope you love! Reader character aged at 21. 🩷🩷

It was 11:30pm on New Year’s Eve. The residents of Rutshire took it in turns to throw an annual ball and this year was the turn of Rupert Campbell-Black. He had hired a designer to aid him in decorating Penscombe Court and by designer, he of course means Lizzie Vereker. Despite Rupert’s general lack of effort, the ball had an incredible turn out — packed with every resident of Rutshire, both people he hated, and that hated him.

He stood on his own in the corner of the room and surveyed the scene. Drunken couples danced sloppily to the blaring music, and a few stragglers had found their way to the snack bar. A gentle hand placed itself atop Rupert’s shoulder, and snuggled beside him. Instinctively, he wrapped his arm around them — it would definitely be an adoring fangirl. “Enjoying yourself?” The small voice peeped from the crook of his arm. Looking down at them, he spied his tawny-haired friend, Lizzie. “Oh hello, darling. Umm… Yes, I suppose. Boring really, isn’t it?” He sighed. “You’re lonely.” She declared, squeezing herself from under her arm and standing in front of him now — frustrated arms crossed. “What? Don’t be silly.” He chuckled without a smile. Lizzie’s accusatory stare burned holes into his skull. She was the only person that could see straight through his Lothario facade. Softening her expression slightly, she took a big gulp from a champagne flute she had quickly nipped from a passing server and informed him, “New Years is the best time to meet people! Everyone’s full of joy and love.”

“Where’s James?” Rupert quizzed her but she took another swig of her champagne and spluttered through the awfully bitter taste. “Oh, God knows. Probably eyeing up any poor woman that looks his way.” But Rupert couldn’t quite hear Lizzie’s response. In fact, he couldn’t quite hear anything at all. Because, there you were. He had seen you. It’s as if everyone else’s faces had been blurred out and someone had turned down the volume on the entire ballroom. Cascading charcoal black locks, tantalising olive-toned skin and heavenly emerald orbs. A floor-length black satin dress hid your silver kitten heels, and was just low-cut enough to show your cleavage. Crimson red lipstick and mascara-coated wispy eyelashes atop silver jewellery completed tonight’s look. Plain and simple, you looked otherworldly.

Walking away from Lizzie mid-sentence, Rupert approached the bar area and poured himself a pint glass of straight gin. Screwing up his face in disgust, he drank the gin in one and straightened the collar of his crisp, white shirt. Cracking his neck from side to side, he exhaled gruffly and strolled into the middle of the room. Every woman, single or not, turned to stare at him. Of course, nothing out of the ordinary there. You, however, were stood in the centre of the ballroom floor, being serenaded at great length to an improvised poem from Patrick O’Hara. Partway through fighting back a yawn, you were barged out of the way — too hard to be intentional — and yelped in shock, champagne sloshing violently out of your glass and seeping instantaneously into the black satin of your dress. “My God, darling. I’m so sorry.” Rupert fretted over you, trying ineffectively to swipe the bitter liquid from your dress. “It’s okay, don’t worry,” You begin, but drink in the man’s appearance before you can continue.

Jet black hair and an incredibly chiselled face. He must be a good few years older than you, but a few years older meant more experience, after all. “Oh my, you must be…”

“Rupert Campbell-Black.” He interjected. “Lovely to meet you, darling.” He spoke as he raised your right hand to his lips, kissing it softly. “Once again, ever so sorry.” He chimes and walks off in the opposite direction, smirking to himself. He had caught you hook, line and sinker already.

-

“10, 9, 8, 7…” The entirety of the ballroom chimed in unison. Rupert was stood beside Lizzie, eyes affixed on the grand clock placed just below the ceiling. You were stood just in front of them, Patrick essentially glued to her side.

“3, 2, 1… HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Was screamed, followed by the noise of party poppers and blow outs. Rupert watched as Patrick began to pucker his lips towards you. There was absolutely no way he could stand by and watch this. He strode towards you and held the side of your face, intertwining his fingers through your curled hair and planting a soft kiss upon your supple lips. The smell of his oud aftershave filled your lungs and allow you to relax into the kiss. Every fibre of your being wanted this kiss to last for an eternity but, unfortunately, he eventually pulled away.

“Happy New Year, angel.”

[fillinforlater]

Loathing Love: Lavish Lies (Part 4)

Male Reader x Kwon Eunbi + Kang Hyewon x Jo Yuri

Length: 9060 words

Tags: emotional drama, smut, cheating, alcohol, rage, anger issues, bisexuality, girl x girl relationship, girl x girl action, threesome, literal breeding, mating press, face sitting, squirting, clit play, dirty talk, the dumbest, most improbable sex ever, this is NOT real life, very dark ending

TW: includes topics like cheating, alcohol, sex and death

Inspiration: "Look at Me" by XXXTENTACION, Hyewon x Yuri best ship, gay power couple; this had to be released in Pride Mont (glad I could make it lol), also @capslocked ; @iznsfw, I'm sorry.

(A/N: THE FINALE of my L4 Series. It's finally here. The promise is fulfilled. I hope you get the ending and don't hate me. It's all fiction.)

“Look at me, fuck on me / Look at me, fuck on me / Look at me, fuck on me.”

Volume decreased by eighty percent. You don’t need someone screaming in your ears right now. It only makes you want to scream back. The poor guy has been dead for almost five years now, he doesn’t really deserve it. If you’re honest to yourself, he feels way too on point. Better turn the radio off entirely.

His voice still resonates in your mind, as you get out of the car. Combined with Hyewon’s and Yuri’s moans, they form an inglorious, deadly symphony to fuel your hatred. Visuals of you screaming, scratching, beating fragile, pale skin pop up in your mind. This wave of emotions, it’s crashing in on you like a tsunami. Sadly, it doesn’t bury you. It only makes you angrier.

Push open the door and Eunbi gasps. She kneels on the living room floor, right next to the carpet. Her clothes are in tatters, her knees covered in bruises, but worst of all, her face is ruined with scratches, blood and runny mascara. It looks like someone already did the things you imagined in your head: beat her up and left her whimpering on the floor. The punishment for someone who cheats and lies.

Grab Eunbi’s lifeless arm and pull it up. Your fiance begins to cry, she begs not with words but with her eyes. The way she shakes her head is in honest fear. The potential strikes scare her, how your palm will meet her face over and over again in a loveless, hurt beating.

But you sigh.

"I can't," you squeeze out, voice cracking with every word. "I hate seeing you like this. You deserve to be thrown out and beg for money on the street. But I can't, I—"

You pull Eunbi into a hug. Her small frame melts into your arms, her feet unable to support her. She is like a wet sack, surprisingly heavy. You're barely able to drag her to the couch and watch her whimper and cry, face hidden behind her elbow.

"I still love you, Eunbi.

"Let's try again."

"Y-yes," she sobs and tightly grabs your shirt.

"Let's marry, Eunbi."

"Y-yes, th-thank you."

#

The proposal might have been a mess, but the marriage was not. Everything was meticulously planned, and even the tiniest details went perfectly. No one knew of Eunbi's affair, and you kept it this way. 

Even after your marriage, your luck did not run out. Everything was working out. Two promotions in a year, a new, bigger house, two cars, a part time job for Eunbi that she really enjoys. Talking about Eunbi, she became attentive, caring, adoring, loving to the point where your wound began to heal.

Eight months into your marriage, you became an actor.

No, not the type that moves to Hollywood, swims in money and earns fame with every new movie. The type who has to act all day every day. You have to pretend that it's all fine, smile at everyone, always say the right things—

Acting is lying. You lie to them, because you cannot live with her lying to you.

Eunbi does not know about the abundance of security cameras you installed around and inside the house. They are tiny, but very modern and always connected to your phone for constant surveillance of your expensive home.

Not a single criminal has tried to enter your home—but multiple other 'criminals' entered something else.

At first, it was one guy. Tall, handsome, expensive suit. Eunbi greeted him with a smile. You watched the footage quite confused. The two of them sat down in the living room and talked for a bit. It looked like he tried to sell her something, but it also looked fake, like they were—

Role playing.

A minute later, Eunbi's arms and feet were wrapped around him as he drilled his cock deep inside her cunt. There was no sound, but you could see her moan and scream as he went faster.

Three weeks later, another guy. He seemed to not like role playing. Eunbi opened the door and his tongue was in her mouth immediately. They fucked all over the kitchen, on every damn counter. At least this guy was somewhat attractive.

Things got horrible after this. Guy after guy walked into your home and fucked your wife. Hole after hole, day after day. Whenever you were at work and she wasn't, a cock was inside her. One time, someone seemed to comment on her hair and the next day she went to dye it blonde. 

That was also the day you decided to not touch her anymore. You stay at work longer, until late at night. Work frees your mind a little, and soon they will promote you to the second highest position. 500k after taxes, seemingly infinite money, yet you still weep and down whiskey each night watching guys go to town on her.

Today, two guys arrived together. They spit roasted her on the bed, which was already covered in her juices and sweat from another guy an hour before. 

The video flashes before your dead eyes. You drop another piece of ice into the glass, watch the auburn whiskey sway and cool. Down it goes as Eunbi gets ready to take a cock up her loose asshole. For the first time, you look at the new guy who groans as Eunbi takes his cock.

His smug grin. It's the same motherfucker, the one you caught with Eunbi a bit over a year ago. 

For the first time, you stop your mindless staring at the screen. You pause the security footage as rage builds up at this stupid expression on this stupid face. Without hesitation, you reach for the glass and repeatedly smash it into the screen. It breaks in violent sparks and the room goes fully dark. 

You tear the screen off the wall, the same way you tear out the self-pity in your sorrow-filled heart. A violent kick sends the monitor into the computer and the thousand dollar set-up is reduced to broken scrap metals and torn wires.

The entire office is suddenly so dark and silent. Not that you were watching with sound, but the vivid pictures produced enough sounds in your head. It's all gone now, together with the dirty light displaying dirty pleasure. 

Don't lie to yourself; this was stupid. But as much as it was stupid, it was also necessary and it felt so right. Even though your favorite whiskey glass fell victim to your rampage, you don't regret it. You need more of this.

Throughout the entire night, you continue to mess up your workplace. You stuff bins and trash cans with everything in your office: Semi-important documents, plants, cables, liquor, chairs and especially all the unnecessary, lavish accessoires you gathered here for some reason. At dawn, the only thing that remains is a table, a chair, a laptop with a charger and a bottle of water. A frugal set-up, but more than enough for your job.

At 6:30 am, you arrive at home and jump right into bed, next to your snoring wife. With a quick glance you check her hand; the ruby embellished gold ring sparkles at her finger. A real, absurdly expensive piece of jewelry on a fake piece of shit, you think but smile nonetheless. There is some irony about it that you can't pin down yet, but you'll look for it a bit more.

#

A knock at your door. 

"Come on in," you say without looking up from your screen. It's probably the intern again, asking for help or another task. To your surprise, it's someone far more important.

"Still feels weird, when you remember what this room used to look like." A man, two decades older than you and a decade more work experience in this company carefully scoots into your office and wanders around it. "It's surprisingly vast."

You close your laptop when the man does not watch. It's out of respect, but for some reason, you do not fear him anymore. His name is Sakimoto, member of the board of directors and chairman of the staff council. Usually, there is only one reason for him to come into your office himself—and it's not a good one.

"How can I help you, Mr. Sakimoto?" you say with an insincere smile.

"Tell me," he responds, eyes wide in either insanity or genuine interest, hard to tell with someone like him. "Why did you throw it all away? It looks like a cell."

"It—to be honest, I—

"Well that's the point. None of the stuff is helpful in any way, even worse, it's distracting, unnecessary bullshit that keeps me from focusing. I don't need it, I don't want it anymore."

Sakimoto nods at your words, his expression never changing, not even at the use of your obscene slip. Maybe being a psychopath is a job requirement for Sakimoto's position. You can't bear to look at his slight smile and wide orbs any longer.

"Intriguing," he finally says and turns towards your door again. "You'll be at the board meeting tonight, 8pm flat."

"Yes, Sir," you calmly say, something grinding on your nerves as Sakimoto leaves without saying goodbye or closing the door. That's it, career over.

#

They’re gonna fire me, fuck.

This thought knocks on your mind the entire day, only getting stronger with every step you take towards the meeting room. Someone must have noticed your indefensible, erratic behavior, but how? Everyone was gone that night like they all are every night. You made sure of it by checking the nearby offices of your subordinates and co-workers. You even made sure to stuff all your furniture and electronics down to the bottom of the waste containers.

Maybe the board had a meeting and someone heard something? Fuck, that can’t be it, can it?

Deep breaths, calm breaths. If they know what happened, your fate is decided. You have enough money anyways. Other companies will still take you. You’re gonna be okay, this is just a small hit, a dent in the fast, unstoppable car that is you. If you’re honest, it’s a lot easier when you don’t care about the passenger or who she is fucking.

Bang the door thrice with confidence. The silence behind it becomes even more quiet, until someone urges you to enter in a strict, booming voice.

“You are a bit early,” the CEO says from the far end of the long table, his back to the setting sun visible through large windows behind him. The other board members look at you, some with a perfect poker face as if they are in serious business talks, others seem amused, maybe even a little tipsy, but what surprises you the most are those who look at you in anger and fear as if you were the grim reaper, coming for their souls.

“Better than being too late,” you respond with charme, your calm heart picking up in pace. 

“That is true!” the vice-CEO shouts and most board members fall into a short fit of laughter. They seem so odd, maybe they are making fun of you before forcing you to sign the resignation. You can already see the stack of paper in the CEO’s hand.

“Enough of this nonsense,” the CEO shouts. The laughs evaporate instantly, yet somehow, the positive vibes remain. The vice-CEO is grinning at you, even the CEO himself cracks a smile. He gets up from his chair, the paper firmly in both of his hands, and walks around the table towards you. Your feet seem to grow roots as he stops before you.

“Congratulations, Mr. Kwon,” he says cheerfully and hands you an—

“Official Invitation to the Board of Directors,” you read out loud in utter disbelief. 

“Mr. Kwon, why do you sound so shocked?” someone in the back asks and the CEO nods towards them with a sly grin.

“I did not inform him about our vote last week. Even Mr. Sakimoto only told him to be here today.

“Mr. Kwon, do you accept our invitation? You will be the thirteenth member, as Mr. Muentrich-Schleuser will resign next month. We all think that you are physically and mentally capable, have the pedigree and skill and most importantly, the outstanding drive to push this company forward. The growth in your department has been unmatched the past few months.”

The smooth, freshly printed piece of paper is in your hand. The other members gradually rise from their seats, all looking at you intently. They seemed so much bigger, when you entered the room, but now they are just like you. All you have to do is take the CEO’s stretched out hand, and you’ll be atop a mountain you never even dreamed of reaching. 

“D-do I have any other choice?” you say cooly, only your stutter betrays your facade. A couple of chuckles, the CEO looks at the ceiling and pretends to think.

“Well, you can’t go back to your apartment, as your successor has already been chosen. You could be transferred to Japan and lead the department there. It’d be the same pay as here but—”

He leans closer to whisper.

“—you’d have to pay more taxes there.

“What will it be, Mr. Kwon?”

#

You find yourself on the road again. Somehow, fate has you connected to your car. Whenever something big happened or is about to happen, you find yourself sitting in it, music blasting loud and numbing everything out. Tonight however, you purposefully turn the radio off and drive carefully. 

Let me celebrate somewhere; but where?

You won’t go home to your wife of course. She is more than undeserving to celebrate this moment with you. Most of your other friends and relatives are either asleep already or would ask stupid questions about Eunbi and why she isn’t celebrating alongside you. No, you need someone to not ask you about anything and just parties the night away.

Ah fuck it; strangers will do.

Park your car at the side of the road, don’t care for a ticket, hell, don’t give a fuck if someone decides to steal it. It’s used and you can easily buy a new one tomorrow if you want to. You wander down the street, busy with party-goers, drunk, high or both, some are a lot more focused and carry their drunk, high or both friends home. You loosen your tie, no need to look formally if everyone around you doesn’t either.

Suddenly, a familiar sight, a wooden structure with warm lights and that unmistakable smell. It’s almost nostalgic, magnetic, unavoidable, you just have to walk in there. As you grab the handle of the door and see the long, smooth, wooden counter, it hits you.

Oh my God.

“Oh, wow, haven’t seen you here in forever,” the bartender says when he sees you. His face hasn’t changed, his smile is the same, but you need a few moments to really recognize him again.

He takes a step back and smirks, firm grasp on a bottle of tequila.

“Well, yes, it has,” you respond and walk up to him. “It has easily been a year since my last visit, how the fuck do you remember me?”

“I have this tendency to remember people, especially because you were the last man to ever take her backstage.”

He winks and you throw your head back. Time flies, it really does, yet you find yourself sitting on the exact same stool on a very similar night with the same bartender. Even your wife is still a whore, fucking the same guys, probably right now as well. 

“So I take it that Hyewon is not coming here anymore?” you sigh and point at an expensive bottle of wine. The bartender swiftly uncorks it.

“I did not say that. She is just a lot more, let’s call it, picky. Okay, you know what?”

With an elegant pour he fills you a glass and places the dark ruby liquid on the counter before continuing.

“You can ask her yourself. She’ll be on stage in a couple minutes.”

A waft of wine hits your nostrils, but it’s a lot weaker than the words coming from his mouth. The thought of Hyewon blows you away, stronger than any liquor, no matter how high the amount of alcohol or the years it has matured. Hyewon, the kind stranger, the hot stranger, the stranger to fuck your stress out. Hyewon, the crazy friend, the bisexual friend, the let's-have-a-bar-backstage- threesome-with-this-hot-singer-friend. She was a big reason why you got over Eunbi cheating on you—but it has sadly not led you to the brightest of futures.

Maybe I should have stayed with her.

Take a sip of the wine. It’s delicious, celebratory, a drink for victors who have gained status and wealth beyond imagination, and you are now part of that group. At least you feel like it, even as the bar gets flooded with more and more people from all walks of life. Some look as well-dressed as you are, others clearly struggle to make ends meet in some months, but they're all here for the same thing.

Wait, what is Hyewon going to do on stage? Is she going to sing?

As you still wonder and savor the wine, one of the waitresses moves from light switch to light switch and slowly but surely fills the room in darkness. The crowd goes quiet as tension rises. Everyone is excited for sure, but none of them reach the level of thrill you feel when the spotlight illuminates the stage and a beautifully dressed woman appears behind the curtain.

Resounding cheers, applause, the occasional toast around you, inside you, but all you can do is watch in awe. Hyewon looks angelic, on one hand illegally beautiful, on the other illegally hot. Something about her is distant yet warm, unreachable yet magnetic, strangulating for the heart yet easy for the lunges—she is oxygen, or even better—the breathable air of heaven.

Hyewon.

Confidence in her stance which silences the crowd again, confidence in her hands which raise the mic to her glossy lips, most importantly, confidence in her voice as she starts the song with a powerful low note that almost throws you off the stool. 

It shouldn’t be such a shock. Hyewon’s voice is mesmerizing, you should have noticed it when she spoke to you or at least when she moaned, but only now you see the full beauty of it. It’s befitting of her, and you will enjoy every second of it. She carries this song gracefully, giving it a special touch that will keep the listeners yearning for a studio version, which would be an efficient side hustle for her.

Wait, what if Hyewon becomes a musician, with songs on the radio and the first glimmers of fame? What if she is already quite popular, an underground artist on the rise, from covering songs to writing her own? What if there is a whole story happening in her life that you missed entirely, just because you stuck to your whore-wife and mind-numbing job? This fear of having missed out on something this big and beautiful, maybe even life itself, shakes your heart with a strong aching, until—

Another voice. The first verse, the pre-chorus, the build-up, it all leads to another voice coming in with unbridled power and passion. It cannot be contained in the way it booms through the speakers and puts goosebumps on every single person in this room. You’re included in this list, but when you recognize the voice and see the woman step out on stage, those goosebumps turn to a full-on rush of nostalgic emotions. 

Back then, her singing was the catalyst for an unforgettable night. Unexpectedly wild, a lot of fun, but the stinging arrow of envy made things bitter-sweet for you. Watching the two of them be so close, intimate and loving had you yearning for more than just enraged sex. You wanted this too, and there was a time where Eunbi provided it. But the veil has been lifted. There is no love, just despair.

Yuri.

It’s certainly a touching thing, seeing that Hyewon and Yuri are still close friends, connected through the language of music. Apparently they were always here, right in this inconspicuous bar, pulling the stress out of people with nothing but their voices, which combine at the end of the second verse and rush ahead into the chorus. It’s an invasion of your ears, low and high, soft and powerful, caring and overwhelming. 

This performance is greatness, the best of what humanity has to offer—and you feel like the embodiment of an embittered, wasted life.

#

Yuri hits the final note with such perfection that the first few people have already jumped up from their seats and cheered without holding back. Thunderous applause is an understatement to how hard everyone claps their hands or stomps the ground. They’re shaking the entire bar, which has the bartender holding onto some of the bottles with a worried smile. You on the other hand are glued to your seat in deep regret. Not enough to make you cry, but enough to keep you from giving the two angels what they deserve. 

Take a look at your wine. It has been untouched in your glass for a while now and it’d be a waste to throw it away just because you’re facing the cold, harsh truth again. What even is true at this point? Not the stuff you promise your customers and certainly not your relationship. Fuck it, take a large sip.

“They are awesome,” the bartender gasps. “They should finally do this professionally, this stage is too small for them.”

“Yeah,” you answer with a weak smile. “Imagine an entire stadium full of people being this ecstatic. The world would hear it.”

“Well, I tried my best convincing them,” he says and looks right next to you with a sly grin. “Maybe you have more success than I did.”

Time freezes when you feel the familiar busty body around your own. You did not see Hyewon launching herself at you, don't realize what's happening until she starts talking.

"Oh my God, it has been so long! Wait, is it really you?"

"Hyewon, I, uhm, yeah. I'm me."

"It's so crazy to see you again! How are you, how is life?"

"Well, it's—"

Hyewon squeezes your body tighter. She pouts when you look down at her until you finally get it. Return the embrace and Hyewon squeals in happiness.

"You don't have to say anything," she coos softly. "I'm just happy to see you again."

"Likewise," you respond with a sigh.

You could stand around like this for eternity. Hyewon's deep breaths and her steadily decreasing heart rate start to heal you from within. The pain and suffering caused by Eunbi's constant cheating, it doesn't matter right now. You deserve a break from the mess that is your life—you feel like you can celebrate your promotion for real now.

"Hyewon, I—no, you. You were wonderful on stage. Your singing, it blew me away."

As you gush about her performance, Hyewon blushes and disconnects the hug. You notice that she has this heavenly aura around her, like she is spraying sparks of love and happiness that try to ignite everyone around her. No wonder that she had this excellent stage presence during her duet.

"Thank you so much—

"Oh, babe~ I'm here~"

You jump at Hyewon's sudden call, which is not directed at you of course. Before your eyes can search for the person Hyewon just called babe, they have already arrived. Delicate fingers entwined with Hyewon's, they both go for a quick peck on the lips.

"Yu-Yuri?" 

Your shriek makes the duo—the couple?—look at you with wide eyes, glossy and full of love for life—for each other? There is still too much to process for your brain, it can't handle another input. 

"Hey, is everything alright?" Yuri asks with concern in her voice and a caring hand on your elbow.

"Ye-yeah, ju-just not up to date at all. Are you two like… a thing?"

Hyewon has this bright smile on her face. She wraps an arm around Yuri's hip and the younger girl leans her head on her collarbone. Yuri raises a hand up to your face. There is a simple silver ring on it, and you see her eyes scintillate when she shows you it.

"We married two months ago," Hyewon giggles. "So much has happened since we met last time. I can’t really sum it up."

"Don't feel forced to explain yourself," you respond with an awkward laugh. "We had a short stint a while back, I only saw you falling for each other—

beyond that, our lives have happened far apart. But not going to lie, I'd love to hear your story if you're down for it."

Hyewon and Yuri share a glance and then start to laugh for seemingly no reason. It turns into a full fit that suddenly has you in a tight, three way hug. 

"We'd love to," Yuri says when she catches her breath again. "After all, you somewhat got us together. I told Hye that we should try to invite you to the marriage."

"Nah, it's good. How about I pay for the first round of drinks because of your amazing performance and then for the second round 'cuz I got a big promotion today."

"What if I want a third round though?" Hyewon asks jokingly.

"Babe, you can never handle three rounds," Yuri responds with sass and pulls the two of you to a nearby table.

"Looks like you just qualified yourself to pay for the third round then, Yuri."

#

"Like I said," Yuri babbles, her pitch high as the love story reaches its conclusion. "Hye was so scared to tell her father, but I had already bought the rings and planned the dresses, the cake—her mom was literally involved in everything—so on a Saturday night I poured her a third tequila shot—look how done she is after only two!"

Yuri points at her wife, whose head rests on her shoulder with heavy eyes and a rosy hue on her cheeks. Hyewon is in a drunk-dazed heaven, smiling stupidly, while trying to disagree with sounds that almost sound like words.

"Anyways, she was loose and so I dragged her over, we told him and—it was a stressful minute, I tell you that—after a minute he hugged us wordlessly. We kinda had no idea what it meant but during the wedding he looked happy, at peace basically."

"Okay, wow that is—"

Even your tenth reaction to Hyewon and Yuri's story, from threesome over dating to coming out to marriage, is cut short, this time by Hyewon groaning out a functioning sentence from her lip stick and alcohol covered lips.

"Babe, you, you forgot the part where, when you had to quit your job then."

"Oh, I'd love to hear about that too!" you quickly add, reminiscing about their amazing vocal performance. "Why did you decide to only sing for a living?"

Yuri puts on a sad smile as she strokes Hyewon's hair. Her gaze rests upon her empty glass, her orbs turn glassy for a moment then she shakes her head as if to shrug off what's bothering her.

"That's just about, you know, my former job. When I quit because we wanted to focus on music, some were angry because they thought I abandoned the team for childish dreams while others were… not so supportive of us. Ah, just forget it, it's fine."

"Sorry you had to go through it and sorry for bringing it up," you quickly apologize.

"Jeez, I said it's fine, don—"

"Let me make it up to you with a third round and the promise to meet the two of you here again."

Raise your hand to call the waiter while Yuri searches for something in Hyewon's pocket, but the older keeps nuzzling closer and closer as she dozes off. When the drinks arrive, Yuri slips you a phone.

"Put in your numbern" she whispers. "I bet she'll want to hear more from you too."

"Thank you. I assume you don't want to hear from me then?" you chuckle.

"That's right!" Yuri shouts and lifts her glass on high, so the entire bar can hear her. "I'm only here for the drinks. Cheers!"

#

Even the greatest party needs to come to an end at some point. 3am is when you pay for the drinks and call a cab. You barely find your way up the drive way into your house, which is not that bad, because now you don’t need to go sleep in the same bed as Eunbi and instead have the couch for you alone. It has never been so cozy.

Speaking of Eunbi, her acting is almost great. She apparently was so worried about you last night, and all the other nights the last couple of months. Now she found you on the couch, an obvious hangover by the way you scrunch your forehead. She puts her hand on your shoulder, rubbing it in circles, playing the worried wife like it’s in her script. 

“No, this looks wrong, I swear,” you try to laugh it off but Eunbi is just getting closer. God, you can smell all the other people on her. It’s like she showered in a dozen different men’s perfume and deodorant just to taunt you. Ignore the mocking, you’re above this. 

“Then what is it supposed to look like, babe?” Eunbi asks, her eyes wide and shimmering. “I’m willing to believe you, but you have to tell me why you got so wasted.”

“Well, I…” 

It’s best to mix the lie with some truth to the point where you might believe it yourself.

“I, surprisingly, got a great promotion, and we went out partying for a long ti—”

“Oh my God, babe, that’s awesome!”

Out of nowhere, Eunbi casts aside all her concern and launches herself atop of you. You immediately tense up. Feeling the incredible curves of her body has never felt so wrong, so traumatic. Groan and put a palm to your temple to signal her your distress, but she continues to bounce on your lap. 

“All your heart work paid off, I’m so proud!” she shouts gleefully, her arms tight around your throat in what looks like a loving embrace but feels a lot more like someone strangling you. “I almost thought you were out there getting addicted to whiskey every night.”

And you are addicted to men, Eunbi.

Addicted to sex, to being unloyal, to being creamed by other men.

You are the addict, you heartbreaking bitch.

But the words don’t come out. They run circles in your head while Eunbi’s clothed entrance rubs circles over your not-growing, not-aroused dick. You’re not going to surrender to her fuckable body, instead gently pushing her sides and groaning unduly. 

“Yeah, no, this was a one time thing. I should sober up, my head fucking hurts.”

“Should I get you some water and painkillers?” Eunbi asks and gets off of your lap to jog to the kitchen.

“Yes, please—”

—and then get out of my life.

#

The following months brought some drastic changes. Not only is your work harder, it’s also not optional anymore. You started to put up better numbers because of your overtime work, which was due to Eunbi. Now, you can’t escape it anymore. Working from 6am to 10pm is normal, hell, on some days you wish you could sleep three hours. 

But everytime you look at your new bank account—can’t let Eunbi have all the access—it all seems worth it. The pay is ungodly, you have way too much money. Even after taxes and buying two new cars to not look ‘broke’ next to all the other board members, you still have no clue what to do with all of it. Two or three more years, and you could retire wealthy beyond belief. Begs the question why these people usually don’t and continue working.

Another change to your life comes through Hyewon and Yuri. By themselves, they installed a new social life in your life. At least two times per month, the three of you meet up in a bar. You get to know new people, entirely different from you, but also basically the same. Everyone is tired from work, so it’s time to drink and party. You almost forgot how good it feels to have a variety of friends—from those that are perfect for loose parties to those that deeply care about you. 

Hyewon is the best of those friends. Nothing about your brief yet intense past seems to stick on her. She is chill around you, goofy and not at all awkward. Yuri is quite similar, though a bit more extravagant and flamboyant, which makes them the absolute gay-power couple. They just click, it’s perfect, young love. 

“Reminds me of myself.” Your lips betray you.

“What?” Hyewon shouts back, over the obnoxiously loud bass of the rock band on stage.

“Ah, nothing. Just a little envious~” you respond with fake annoyance and raise your glass for a toast. Hyewon hesitates, very out of character.

“Nah, I’m not toasting your glass before you tell me what you mean,” Hyewon says and stares into your soul with her drunk, teary eyes. Maybe she is not that drunk? Maybe you can finally open up about it?

“Really, it’s nothing.”

“Nuh-uh, tell me outside.”

And with that, Hyewon walks out the front door, you in tow as your tie becomes completely undone and your shirt is a mess. Outside you do not find privacy, just a lot of strangers talking, laughing, smoking. This time you pull Hyewon further down the street next to your parked Porsche, where it’s less likely for someone to hear you.

“Now you gotta… tell me,” Hyewon babbles.

“You are drunk, you’re not gonna remember it anyways.”

“Nuh-uh,” she says again, hitting your chest with her long, painted nails. “You need to spill it now, I’ll remember. Like I remember you only asking about me and Yuri and never talking about yourself.”

She’s spot on. You never wanted to talk about it. Eunbi’s name is pain, you don’t need to make the newfound pleasure and joy in your life go away because of her. This cheating whore—she should just go away at this point.

“You remember why we met?” you carefully ask Hyewon, testing if she is capable of understanding even though she is under heavy influence.

“Yes, your girl cheated on you.”

“Guess what: I married that girl.”

“Oh,” Hyewon says and after some delay smiles brightly. “So you talked it out and things got better? That’s why you didn’t come back, right?”

“Let’s just say that,” you gulp and your hands form fists. “Some people don’t change.”

“Fuck,” Hyewon’s pointy heels hit the sidewalk hard. “I’m sorry about that. Was it a bad divorce?”

“Huh? She still lives with you? In the same house? You share the same bed?”

“I—I did not divorce her.”

“I-I did not say that!”

“But it’s true!” Hyewon steps closer and grabs your collar. “I can see it in your eyes, you can’t let go. You hate her, but you can’t throw her away, although she deserves it.”

You want to grab Hyewon’s wrist, push her to the side and run away shouting words of denial that you are stronger than this, that she is wrong, that she doesn’t get it. However, Hyewon doesn’t deserve it—even worse, she is absolutely right.

“Yes,” you whisper.

“Yes,” she whispers and lets go. The two of you lean onto the Porsche in silence, watching customers of the bar pass by without worries, without hate, without defeat. The liquor has done wonders, turning a negative week positive. The same can’t be said about you. You feel exposed, utterly defeated by Hyewon’s words. 

“Fuck you,” you groan, face hidden in hands. “Fuck you for being right, Hyewon.”

“Sorry, but you had to hear it,” she responds and pats your back. “You need to tear her out of your life, like a terribly written chapter in a book or like awful lyrics that you wrote while high on midnight wine and sex.

“You get me?”

“I think.”

“Good.”

The world might not be good at this moment, yet Hyewon’s reassurance, her slow pats on your shoulder, her strong posture in her stunning red dress and the loving, tipsy smile on her beaming face are enough to show you the light of a better world.

“What about you?” you suddenly ask, wiping away tears you did not weep. “Something you’re hiding or keeping down?”

Hyewon looks away, her smile filling with a hint of agony, though nothing of her stunning beauty fades.

“You got me there. It’s something that’s been bugging me for maybe half a year. I know I shouldn’t but—I can’t get away from the thought, you know?”

“I would know if you would tell me,” you say playfully. Now it’s your turn to massage her shoulder, give reassurance, though you don’t know if you have any.

“It’s just that I—

“I want to have a child—my child. I love Yuri more than anything, I will never regret choosing her and only her, but this longing… it does not go away.”

“And adopting is not an option? S-sorry if that was insensitive…”

“No, it’s fine. I just want to be pregnant and raise my child together with her. You know what, forget that. It has to remain a dream.”

Suddenly, a friend of both you and Hyewon sprints out of the bar and looks around in dramatic panic until he finds the two of you. He takes leaps towards you, almost lands face first on the concrete before catching his small frame and coming to a halt.

“Hyewon,” he gasps out in between huffs and puffs. “Yuri is—she is so full, completely—you know?”

“That girl,” Hyewon sighs.

#

You return home on the same night. Your chat with Hyewon sucked out all the power the liquor usually has over you. It means that you are able to think about her words and take her seriously, but you’ll also have to live with Eunbi laying next to you, smelling like foreign sweat and cum again. You could choose the couch, but you haven’t gotten around to having it replaced with a couch where it’s better to sleep on. 

The moment you open the main door, you hear screams coming from the bedroom. Deja Vu, not the subtle kind, more like a fucking train running you over. You still remember the one time she did it almost two years ago where you caught her. This is basically the same. The same sounds, the same gut wrenching punch to your gut, hell, even the groans by the guy sound the same—

Could it be?

Eunbi, in her brand new bikini, rides the same fucking guy from back then while he has his disgusting, greedy hands all over her skin, spanking it and making her scream even louder. 

Like a silent assassin, you sneak towards the slightly ajar bedroom door. Dimmed lights illuminate the room which is filled by the smell of sex and the repetitive sounds of skin on skin. You take out your phone and use it as a mirror to catch a glimpse of what’s happening.

“You like that, you whore?” he growls at her, smiling stupidly dazed.

“Yes, oh God! Hit my tits!”

“I swear to God, your husband must be such a faggot for not immediately fucking you in that outfit. You look like a fucking breeding cow!”

“Yes, I’m cumming!”

“He can’t make you cum!”

The guy squeezes, then twists Eunbi’s breasts as she trembles, screams and squirts to an absolutely ridiculous level, one that even pornography can ot reach. She lets herself fall forward and the guy finishes inside her after a couple of thrusts. His rancid cum leaks out from every corner of Eunbi’s loose pussy. 

You almost throw up. You hurry towards the front door and hide in the back of your car. There is rage, embarrassment, pain—you can’t confront her, hell, you can’t even confront him when he leaves the house like a king, the sun slowly rising in the background. 

Your mind is empty, empty to the point it’s completely clear. You wait for Eunbi to fall asleep, then collect all the camera’s you have installed and throw them in a public trash bin. Afterwards, you clean up the house, dusting off as quietly as possible while also collecting dirty clothes to wash them (there is fucking leftover cum on some of her clothes and towels).

Lastly, you lay down next to her for a second and check if she has cleaned herself properly. 

This fucking whore, I—

“Honey, sorry for not making it last night,” you shout, pretending to come home at 5am. Eunbi shrieks and shoots up, still dressed in the brown bikini, still cum oozing from her cunt. She tries to hide herself underneath a blanket.

“Ba-babe, tha-that’s totally fine,” she responds nervously, looking very puzzled because of your tired yet bright smile.

“I saw you cleaned the house, it looks wonderful!” you compliment her.

“I, uhm.”

“Hey, even the washing machine is running—and did you bring out the trash already?”

“Well, I—”

“God, you look so hot in that bikini,” you lean down to her and cup her bountiful breasts. “I could devour you right now. Did you really wear it just for me?”

“I—

Eunbi hesitates, turns away for a second to look out of the window. She is thinking about it, clearly. This is where her final redemption can start, the way to salvation is to reveal all of her sin, the only way she can come back is to…

“I’m glad you noticed, babe,” she says with the fakest of smiles. “And yes, I would only wear this for you. B-but I’m not feeling it right now, you understand?”

You nod.

“I love you, Eunbi.”

You lying devil.

#

How did you end up here?

“Are you sure about this, Yuri?”

“Yes, do you really want this, babe?”

Yuri folds her arms and raises both her eyebrows.

“How many times do I have to tell you? Yes, I want this!”

With all doubts seemingly out of the way, the three of you make your way to the bedroom. Hyewon’s and Yuri’s apartment is small, but very cozy, the perfect place to live a relaxed, problem free life. 

But they decided to get you involved. You’re a problem here. Sure, you might have helped at starting their relationship in the first place, but now you’re here for chaos. 

Hyewon sinks onto the sheets first, Yuri’s fingers entangled with hers. Your fingers find the hem of Hyewon’s short dress. The angelic garment feels incredible, pure even in your hand and so you only hike it up with care, deeply in awe of what you’re about to see.

Meanwhile, Hyewon is a lot less pedantic and awestruck. She yanks Yuri closer, shortly fiddles with the button of her jeans and then quickly starts to undress her wife. The denim is quickly gone and before Hyewon can attack the white lace panties, Yuri shoves her lover's face into them. 

“Use your precious tongue, honey~”

Oops, you almost started to stare for too long. Better continue your hike up Hyewon’s beautiful, bountiful legs to her holy sanctuary, covered by the same lace she so greedily licks and nibbles on. Your digits hook into the white fabric and slowly pull it down, making Hyewon melt further into Yuri’s pussy. 

“You’re getting so excited, huh~?” Yuri teases and pats Hyewon’s head. The older girl nods while you start to fold her dress to finally see her wet, shaven cunt. You can smell the excitement, the arousal, the anticipation of what is about to happen to her. Now you consider yourself lucky to not have slept with anyone, which potentially avoided any and all STDs. 

It lets you create trouble.

#

How did you end up here?

It’s two days after Hyewon officially asked you to impregnate her. Tomorrow she will ask her wife in what you can only imagine will be the most stressful talk in her entire life. Today however, is not tomorrow. Today is the day you got your STD test back. Hyewon wanted you to take it for if things go her way and Yuri actually agrees to this chaotic proposal.

To no surprise, the results are negative. After all, you haven’t touched Eunbi in forever and by the way she lets seemingly everyone cum inside her, you wouldn’t be surprised if she caught anything. In the end, that was not enough however. You needed to make sure.

A bottle of champagne, neatly placed on the living room table. You put some decorations around it. Eunbi will appear here any minute, you told her you have a surprise waiting, something that will make her speechless, breathless even. 

“Hey, honey,” Eunbi announces her return, grocery bags in hands. “What is it you wanted to tell me?”

“Eunbi, I—the reason why I even took a day off is—nah, come on over! Let’s raise a glass first, shall we!”

The glasses are already filled, well prepared. Eunbi seems utterly perplexed. “Champagne in the middle of the day? Honey, what are you planning~?”

Trouble, bitch.

#

“Oh, yes, eat me, Hye, eat me.”

Yuri has started to tear off her t-shirt, the top underneath as well, to sit on Hyewon’s face completely naked. You on the other hand have only fished out your hard cock, which the incredible display of passion and erotic has surely made harder than ever. The straps of Hyewon’s dress have also started to fall down her shoulders. Finally, the chaos is coming together.

“The two of you are so hot,” you compliment and lean towards them. 

“I know,” Yuri responds in between moans and grinds her soaking pussy more and more on Hyewon’s mouth. “Your mouth is so pretty, so go-good.”

“Hyewon, are you ready?” you ask the woman below you, her nipples peeking out from her dress, her legs spread wide and invitingly and her pussy twitching when you rub up and down her labia. 

Hyewon finds her way out from in between Yuri’s thighs and rests her head back against her lover’s tight stomach. Deep breaths and eyes of absolute need signal you that yes, she is more than ready. The same goes for Yuri, who is on the one hand very fixated on rubbing and drooling all over Hyewon’s collarbone, while her eyes are focused on your cock.

“Watch him closely,” Yuri whispers. “He is going to give you our child.”

With that, you push inside of Hyewon’s awaiting pussy.

#

“What are we celebrating? Did you get another promotion?”

Eunbi looks genuinely curious. Strange, she hasn’t asked about your work at any previous point in time, unless it was about when you would be home. Keep the sarcasm to yourself, you don't want to spoil the actual surprise.

"Oh, sweety," you laugh with full bass. "No more promotions needed, we are set for life. Which is why I bought a new house!"

"No, you didn't!" Eunbi shouts and almost drops the glass.

"Careful, careful, don't spill it."

"Oh my God, you are crazy. Where is this house? Still in Korea or…"

You raise your glass towards her and smirk.

"I'll only tell you if you would do me the honor."

Eunbi reciprocates the smirk.

"Of course, darling."

The two of you set the glasses to your lips. Your eyes are wide open, your heart beats in an uncontrollable flurry as you watch Eunbi down the champagne quickly, almost in one go. You're quick to follow, while a new wind of fresh air fills your nostrils.

This should not feel this good.

#

"Ah!"

Hyewon screeches when you pierce her tight pussy open. She clings onto her wife's thighs, gripping them tightly while blurting her initial, high-pitched moans straight into the pussy above her.

"You take it so well, baby," Yuri groans and rubs Hyewon's breasts with the sweaty palms of her hands. "Squeeze him dry."

Place both hands on Hyewon’s hips and begin to slowly pump into the woman, your cock stretching her walls, filling her whole. When Yuri suddenly starts to play with the small, hidden clit above the entrance, Hyewon becomes noticebly wetter, to the point where you hear the wet sounds of her arousal. It spreads around her crotch, your crotch, her legs, your legs, the bed’s legs, until everything is a glorious mess.

“Oh, I can feel him inside you, baby,” Yuri husks as her hand roams Hyewon’s abdomen. She has gotten off her lover's face and is now gazing at it, her eyes lustful, demanding for Hyewon to be bred. “Soon, I’ll feel something else knock from inside.”

“Yu-Yuri, I’m getting close!” Hyewon screeches, her fingers wrapping around your wrists as you grip her pale body tighter and tighter as she gets tighter and tighter. “I’m about to—”

“Don’t hold back,” Yuri demands and her hand slips down to Hyewon’s clit again and rubs furiously. “I want to see you cum, cum as you finally receive this gift.”

Well, there goes the last shadow of a doubt that Yuri might have something against this crazy idea. Turns out she is even more insane than you or Hyewon. She gets off on you pounding, dominating her wife and she does the same, finally choking Hyewon’s throat gently while bringing her to a loud, splashing orgasm. From the corner of her eye, you see her urging you to not cum yet. 

If she just knew how hard this is with Hyewon wringing all over your lubricated, diamond-like cock. Her pussy sucks you in, takes your breath away, yet you are able to make Yuri’s wish come true. Just close your eyes and imagine something normal is happening, a walk in the park, a nice summer breeze, the beautiful green of the leaves—

“You are so hot, baby, eat me~”

Yuri climbs on top of Hyewon’s face again, her subtle ass turned towards you as she slams her pussy on Hyewon’s panting mouth and rubs herself all over the most flushed, most perfect features to ever graze the earth. Hyewon is barely able to stick out her tongue to tickle Yuri’s clit and it’s so endearing, you just have to make it more difficult for her.

Fold Hyewon. It's as easy as folding a piece of paper. Hyewon’s feet dangle in the air, her toes curl frantically, trying to reach the ceiling to find grip, but she is helpless. At first she lost control over her body due to the mind-blowing orgasm, now it’s because Yuri and you use her as you please. Hyewon is a tool for pleasure and she couldn’t feel more pleasure.

“Your tongue, baby, put it in—ah!” Yuri’s climax was predictable. Her small frame trembles throughout, her adorable butt is right in front of you. You take a risk and fold Hyewon further, your lips now right on Yuri’s cheek. Your lick right across it. “N-not you! B-but don’t stop now!”

So you continue. Your tongue travels all over Yuri’s cheeks, an adventure almost as good as the adventure your cock takes inside Hyewon, exploring every single place inside her scorching cunt. You eventually end up in Yuri’s butt, twirling your tongue, getting her addictive taste on your tastebuds. Sadly, you’re unable to go all out on Hyewon in the meantime, so she scrapes your shoulders, probably feeling neglected. When you look down however, she opens her mouth wide and begs in the most adorable, lewd voice:

“Share?”

You drool right into the awaiting Hyewon, transferring the taste of her wife’s asshole, but it’s not enough, you need to dive into her lips and force her tongue around in her mouth. There is no other option, you need to melt into Hyewon to give her the perfect child, a child conceived under the most ridiculous, feverish and unexplainable circumstances possible.

Yuri’s nails dig in your neck.

“Enough fun. Give her your fucking cum!”

Open your eyes a final time to find Hyewon, fucked silly, sweat, tears, girl cum all over her face and hair, eyes barely open, mouth barely closed—why is she more perfect, the messier she gets? You thrust deeply a couple of times and with a final sprint, you finish the race, with Hyewon bred and Yuri rubbing her clit in a daze. 

“Don’t pull out yet,” she babbles. “I need to—fuck—I need to get the plug first.”

#

“It needs to look like champagne, untraceable, no weird smells or anything.

“Yes, I know that that is fucking elaborate and costly, I don’t care.

“Do you want to be on the board or not? I thought so.

“We have a deal then.

“Hm? No, her death does not need to be quick.”

Infact, I want it to be as long and painful as possible.

# 20 years later #

You open the window and watch the wind splash water against the shore of Malta. This view alone is worth thirty million euros apparently—you’re inclined to agree. The blue of the ocean meets the white stones, it’s a perfect match. No matter how rough the wind comes and goes, no matter how high the sea levels may rise, these two will never betray each other.

A knock on your front door. The way she knocks is unmistakable. Ever since moving to this long forgotten, barely reachable island, you have never felt the need to hurry about anything. It’s all calm and quiet out here—you’d need to go back to Korea for your life to be busy again. But if you’d go back again, your need to see her would be too big.

You couldn’t do that to her mothers.

“Hello, dear Godfather,” the beautiful girl says with a smile and playfully bows her head.

“Hello, dear Godchild,” you return the smile and the bow. “Didn’t your mother teach you how to properly bow?”

“Which one?” she asks, not able to contain her laughter. “The one that sings or the one that sings?”

“It’s nice to see you again, Minju.”

I missed you, my daughter.

(A/N: I hope you all had a happy june/Pride month!)

[quokkaholic]

Playlist🖤h.j

Warnings: cussing, drinking, (will update as I write more. Pls lmk if I miss anything)

Synopsis: tehe fmc meets Han in a bar after a long day exploring Seoul. They hit it off (of course) and Han is a bit tipsy and playful 🤭

Chapter 2

Crazy Sexy Cool

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I’m only spending the two days in Seoul before spending five days in the South Korean countryside to really experience the nature and get an idea of what it’s like outside of the big cities. Despite the less than ideal sleep, i still force myself to wake up early and swiftly get ready. Since it’ll be in the upper 70s I decided to go with a pair of dad length denim shorts and a well fitting tank top but a long sleeve button up over it. I rush through all of my personal hygiene. Though there isnt much hair to style, I still grab some wax and warm it in my hands before tousling my hair going for that hot and messy look. I do my go-to makeup brown, blended out eyeliner, mascara, eyebrows, lipgloss and throw the gloss in my tote for reapplication later along with a trucker hat and sunglasses for emergency accessorization.

I’m out the door in under 20, grab some convenient store breakfast, and a quick train ride before beginning my day at Gyeongbokgung. I relish the unique architecture and filling my knowledge gaps I have about Korean history. I logically visit changdeokgung next before heading to Myeong-dong to eat, shop, but mainly just wander around. I, of course, end up spending waaaay too much money on souvenirs for my friends and family but mostly me. I walked away with two tshirts, magnets, art prints, soju, and an absolute shit ton of k beauty products, most of which I have no idea what they are or do. Luckily I’ve got a large, mostly empty tote that fits it all with a bit of room to spare.

I haven’t gone on a night out once since I’ve been here, and I know the night life culture is really important here. I decided to ask the front desk worker this morning for any recommendations near where I’d be today. He said there’s a good bar that was about a fifteen minute walk straight left from the station was was getting off at, and that is traditional while still catering a bit towards tourists. He called it “a good middle ground” which sounds perfect to me. I’m going to struggle enough outside of the city I’d like my interactions here to be a little less stressful. The desk worker said I’d know the place by the statue of a komainu outside. A shortwalk in the direction he instructed and there it is, a miniature version of the same lion dog I saw earlier at the palace outside a busy establishment. I came here to avoid embarrassment but when I walked in my god if everyone didn’t stop and stare. Fuck. I’m the only obviously foreign person here. Can’t back out now I’m already inside.

I found a seat at the bar and wave the bartender over and attempt the best I can to order a somaek. I can feel my face heating as I stumble through it and when I finish and look back up at him, he’s smirking but says nothing. Did I fuck that up? Did I say something offensive? He waits just long enough for me to start apologizing before he asks

“Any specific flavor of soju?”

In perfect fucking English. My head slowly falls to rest on the table in front of me before meekly responding

“Peach please”

The bartender walks towards the beer taps on the other end of the bar and takes a few more orders on the way. While that was slightly mortifying I kind of appreciate the tone he’s set. While waiting for my drink I finally feeling calm enough to take in my surroundings while trying not to look at any other patrons as to not garner looks back. The air smells of yummy food and of course the bready scent of beer mixed with a bit of sweat that is inevitable in a busy bar. I’m able to hear K-pop playing at a pretty low volume as to facilitate conversation but also fill any silence. I discreetly try to look of the song but there’s too much noise that my phone can’t single out the song. The bartender makes his way back to me with a beer and two shot glasses.

“Do you want you buy the whole bottle? It’s cheaper than individual shots” he asks

“Oh uh sure. Thank you”

You’ve had soju before so you know you like it. Really like it. I can’t get too crazy tonight; I have stuff to do and places to see tomorrow.

“Can I please get a water as well and what song…..was that?”

My words trail off because before I can finish my sentence he has walked away to fulfill the request. He’s obviously too caught up in his work flow which I can’t blame him for at all. Soon the man next to me turn towards me. He’s stunning with big cheeks and a pouty bottom lip. His hair is wavy styled perfectly executing the messy look I was going for.

“It’s Crazy Sexy Cool by ASTRO. It’s a good song right? You know what you’re doing?”

He asks point to my drinks.

His signature Asian flush and flood of responses cause me to giggle.

“The fact that you ask means probably not.”

He smiles back at me.

“I’m Han. Here let me teach you!”

He grabs the soju and the two shot glasses I had unstacked and re-stacks them.

“You pour to the line”

He shakes the soju bottle to create a vortex within the bottle and I can’t help but watch intently. He unscrews the bottle and before pouring the half shot he makes a V with his fingers and hits the neck of the bottle to splash me with a little bit of the liquor. It hits me right in the face. My hands fly up to my face in a delayed reaction. My reaction seems to sober him and he quickly places the bottle down, hands me a napkin, and starts apologizing.

“I’m so sorry! I don’t know why I did that. Are you o…”

He stops when I move my hands from my face and he sees that it might’ve looked like crying for a moment but I was in fact cracking up. His worry disappears as fast as it arrived. I wipe my face with his napkin.

“I’m totally okay! You just startled me!”

I say through my settling laughter. He resumes his presentation as well as signaling to the bartender that he would like one of the same.

“Are you sharing the soju or do you want your own?” The barkeep asks Han. Before he could answer I couldn’t help but chime in.

“We’ll share! I shouldn’t drink this much anyway!”

Han’s eyebrows raise in shock again but he quickly hides it and simply thanks me.

He adds a shot of my soju to his own beer and shows me how to hit the chopsticks to create bubbles and mix the cocktail. I notice he turns away to sip his drink, and you copy his actions. The somaek is better than i would’ve thought.

“You’re here alone?” He asks

“Yeah! I’m on a solo vacation. Are you here alone?” I respond.

He goes to say no and turn to his side but that seat is empty.

“I guess so! What’s your name? You’re from America?”

“I’m y/n it’s a pleasure to meet you! Yeah I’m from the southern US!”

“South US” he repeats “like Texas?”

“To the east of Texas, but yeah you’ve got the right idea. I imagine you live here?”

“Sometimes” is all he says which leaves me a bit confused. He continues.

“I travel a lot for work.”

I can sense him starting to retreat into himself a bit, but i have to ask.

“What do you do for work?” I question. It feels like he’s about to end the conversation when he says “I’d prefer not to talk about it.”

He turns to take a big gulp of his drink.

“That’s totally okay; I don’t have to know!”

It really is totally fine for him to set a boundary with a stranger, but I’m so quick to dismiss his secrecy, because I desperately want to keep talking. He again seems surprised by my response and puts his empty glass down. He flags the waiter and speaks to him in Korean. I gather by the bartenders actions that Han ordered more beers for us.

“I haven’t even finished this one!” It’s not truly an objection, just a statement about not being quite ready for the next drink.

“Well hurry! He’s already on his way back!” he says with faux urgency and a cheeky grin.

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A.n yay we met Han and he’s a total cutie. I def don’t have an upload schedule or anything but when inspiration calls we listen

-mo 🩷

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[dearabby1990]

Chapter 4: So what now?

Slowly pulling back you look into Eddie’s eyes once more & he rests his forehead against yours “Don’t you see??.. you’re all I want the only one I want nobody could hold a candle to the way you make me feel” you burst into tears and he pulls you in for a bone crushing hug. “I’m sorry I’m just not used to this at all I’m usually among the ignored & invisible & spent a lot of my life being picked apart by everyone around me never feeling good enough” Eddie traces small circles rubbing your back and peppering kisses to the top of your head. “Jamie you’re more then enough & whoever doesn’t see that it’s honestly their loss because you’re absolutely amazing” you look up at him resting your chin on his chest and then lay your head back up against his chest tightening your grip on him like you never wanna let him go. “So…. What now??” Eddie smiles placing a hand on your cheek “Well now you go get ready so I can take you out if you want I can go & come back when you’re ready??..” you think for a moment. “Well if it’s easier you don’t have to go you can always hangout in the living room while I get ready shouldn’t be more then an hour tops I promise” he smiles at you planting a kiss on your cheek “Okay princess you go get ready I’ll go watch tv or something” you smile & proceed to the bathroom knowing you need a shower above all else & don’t want Eddie see you digging through your wardrobe. After your shower Eddie is laughing watching Fast Times so you quietly go to your closet in your bedroom deciding on what to wear that doesn’t make you body conscious. You settled for a pair of shredded acid wash jeans with fishnets underneath a pair of knee high black boots & your Lita Ford T shirt you customized with safety pins. Off to your vanity you decide to keep it simple some neutral lip gloss mascara & a little heavy black liner. Your hair is already naturally curly in the best way usually the hair dryer and a little rave hairspray and your good to go. Giving yourself a once over in the body length mirror you take a deep breath & step out of the bedroom towards Eddie. “Ready handsome?” He jumps not noticing you enter the room turning around his eyes go soft he gives you a most innocent look you’ve ever seen. “Cat got your tongue Eddie?.. are you okay?..” he smiles and walks towards you “more then okay you look spectacular princess let’s get out of here” he intertwines his fingers with yours as you both head out to the van. He opens the door with a dramatic bow “m’lady your chariot awaits” you giggle taking his hand as he helps you into your seat. You buckle up and wait for him to start up the van stereo pops on full blast & Eddie peels out of your driveway & heads you two to the mall. Hair blowing in the wind Eddie turns to look at you & turns down the volume “you know you’re the most beautiful girl in the world right?” You blush not even being able to say anything you’re not good with words so instead you decide to grab his free hand and hold it rubbing your thumb across the back of his hand before placing a kiss to his knuckles & giving him a small wink. It feels like a dream being with him too good to be true like a fever dream but in the best way possible. Just being around him you feel like you’re walking on air & hope this never ends.

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Drugstore vs. High-End Makeup: Finding the Right Fit for Your Beauty Routine

Nibha Mishra Bollywood Makeup Artist

When it comes to makeup, the debate between drugstore and high-end products often sparks passionate opinions. Both categories offer unique benefits, and the right choice largely depends on your needs, preferences, and budget. Let’s dive into the pros and cons of each to help you find the perfect fit for your beauty routine.

Drugstore Makeup: Quality on a Budget

Pros:

Affordability: Drugstore makeup is known for its budget-friendly prices, making it an excellent choice for those who want quality without breaking the bank.

Accessibility: With numerous options available at local pharmacies and supermarkets, drugstore products are easy to find and often have a wide range of shades and formulations.

Innovation: Many drugstore brands have made significant strides in quality and formula innovation, offering products that rival high-end counterparts.

Cons:

Limited Shade Ranges: While improving, drugstore brands sometimes have fewer shade options, which might not cater to all skin tones.

Consistency: Quality can vary greatly between different drugstore brands and products, so it might take some trial and error to find your perfect match.

Top Drugstore Picks:

Maybelline Fit Me Foundation: Known for its wide range of shades and natural finish.

L’Oréal Voluminous Lash Paradise Mascara: Offers dramatic volume and length at a fraction of the cost of high-end mascaras.

High-End Makeup: Luxury and Performance

Pros:

Superior Quality: High-end makeup often uses premium ingredients and advanced formulations, resulting in products that offer exceptional performance and longer wear.

Luxury Experience: The packaging and application experience of high-end products can feel more indulgent and sophisticated.

Extended Shade Ranges: High-end brands frequently offer more diverse shade options, catering to a broader spectrum of skin tones.

Cons:

Price: The main drawback is the cost. High-end products can be significantly more expensive, which might not fit into everyone’s budget.

Availability: High-end makeup is usually found at specialty stores or online, which can be less convenient than picking up drugstore products during your grocery run.

Top High-End Picks:

Estée Lauder Double Wear Foundation: Praised for its long-lasting coverage and wide shade range.

Urban Decay Naked Eyeshadow Palette: Known for its high pigmentation and versatile color options.

Finding Your Balance

The key to a great makeup routine is to blend both drugstore and high-end products according to your needs. Drugstore products can offer fantastic value and versatility for everyday wear, while high-end products can be worth the splurge for special occasions or if you’re looking for a particular performance boost.

Experiment with both types to discover what works best for you. Remember, the ultimate goal is to find products that make you feel confident and beautiful, regardless of their price tag. Happy shopping!

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Blink and You'll Miss It: The Incredible Before-and-After of Eyelash Treatments

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We take pride in introducing our exclusive Eyelash Treatments in Dubai, alongside our renowned manicures, pedicures, and more. Our skilled professionals specialize in eyelash extensions and lifts, offering personalized services tailored to your unique preferences and desired aesthetic.

Mascara can be a hit or miss—sometimes you get the length and volume you want, but more often than not, you're left with clumpy, spidery lashes that just won't cooperate. With eyelash treatments like extensions or lifts, you can kiss those mascara mishaps goodbye. Say hello to effortlessly beautiful lashes every single day!

One of the biggest benefits of professional eyelash treatments is how they enhance your natural lashes. Extensions add length and volume, while lifts lift and curl your lashes for a more wide-eyed look. The result? Lashes that look fuller, longer, and more glamorous than ever before—all without the hassle of falsies or mascara.

Let's face it—our mornings are hectic enough without adding a lengthy makeup routine to the mix. With eyelash treatments, you can shave precious minutes off your morning routine. No more painstakingly applying layer after layer of mascara or struggling with eyelash curlers. With just one appointment, you can wake up looking fabulous every single day!

Still not convinced? Let the before-and-after photos speak for themselves! Witness the dramatic transformation as short, sparse lashes are magically transformed into long, luscious works of art. It's like night and day—and the best part? It's all thanks to professional eyelash treatments.

So, there you have it—why settle for mediocre mascara when you can have the lashes of your dreams with professional eyelash treatments? Treat yourself to a lash makeover at Ritual Luxe Spa and prepare to be amazed by the stunning results. Trust us, your lashes will thank you!

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karlie kloss recently shared some of her parenting and everyday must-haves with cnn underscored!

1. Lanolips, “The Original 101 Ointment Multipurpose Superbalm” - $16.95

"I use this balm every single day," Kloss says. "It keeps my lips and skin hydrated 24/7." Made 100% naturally with ultra-pure grade Australian lanolin, the 101 Ointment is aptly named: it serves 101 functions. This balm is excellent for anything dry or chapped including lips, skin patches, cuticles, elbows, and more. It is also safe to use during pregnancy, for nursing mothers, and with babies

2. Owala, “Kids’ Freesip” - $22.99

"Levi adores his colorful sippy cup, and it never, ever leaks," Kloss says. Made from triple-layered, vacuum-insulated stainless steel, the FreeSip is not only tough but also keeps drinks cold for up to 24 hours.

3. Coterie, “The Wipe: 4 Pack” - $30.00

"As a professional model, l've spent many hours on a makeup chair, so i've been through my fair share of makeup and baby wipes," Kloss says. "These ones from Coterie are my favorite! They're great for diaper changes, sticky hands and faces or any other daily messes. I even use them on myself, and I will be carrying them in my bag long after I have a child in diapers!" Up to 30% larger than most wipes, Coterie’s are chemical-free and made with purified water, skincare ingredients such as vitamin E and glycerin, and plant-based, plastic-free, biodegradable fibers.

4. Estée Lauder, “Turbo Lash High Powered Volume + Length Mascara” - $34.00

Kloss, who is an Estée Lauder global brand ambassador, says, "When I'm not working, I prefer to go for a more natural look, and this mascara is one of my staples for my daily routine. It gives my lashes that perfect lift for an easy, effortless look."

5. Doona, “Doona + Car Seat & Stroller” - $550

"I love this stroller because it's very new-parent-friendly and easy to fold, which really comes in handy when you're strapped for time and on the move," Kloss says. As the first fully integrated travel system, Doona’s car seat allows for travel with ease for parents on-the-go as it can transform into a stroller within seconds. Available in seven colors, the Doona includes a five-point harness, an adjustable handlebar, and removable and washable textiles.

6. Oura, “Heritage Ring in Gold” - $449

"I swear by the Oura Ring," Kloss says. "It helps track my sleep every day, giving me all the data I need to help improve my sleep quality so that I feel my very best the next morning." The Oura can track everything from sleep and fitness to stress and general health, all available to track and monitor on the brand’s app.

7. Nanit, “Nanit Pro Camera with Floor Stand” - $399.00

"I'm such a tech nerd, and this smart baby monitor is one of the best on the market," Kloss says. "It comes with its own app, so you can take a peek whenever, and it really does help take some of that stress away." Delivering 1080p HD video, the Nanit comes with built-in sound and motion alerts and has a split-screen feature that allows users to view and control two cameras at once.

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Sunday Best: The Tomboy

 Growing up, Harper was always the rebellious one in her family. She was a tomboy who loved playing sports, listening to rock music, and wearing baggy clothes. But her mother, Abigail, had recently started going to church and had even begun wearing dresses on Sundays

 Harper was apprehensive about this sudden change in her mother's behavior and couldn't understand why she was so interested in religion. Abigail tried to explain her newfound faith to her daughter, but Harper would have none of it.

 One Sunday before church, Abigail invited her church friends, Jack and Amber, over to talk to Harper about religion. Harper rolled her eyes as the couple began to explain the importance of faith and attending church.

"You're wasting your time," Harper said dismissively. "I don't believe in any of that stuff." Jack and Amber patiently listened to Harper's arguments and tried to reason with her. But Harper refused to budge, insisting that she didn't need religion in her life.

As the discussion grew more heated, Harper suddenly felt a strange sensation in her body. She looked down and saw that her clothes had transformed into a church outfit. The dress was knee-length with a white base and a delicate floral pattern in blue. The fabric was light and airy, a stark contrast to her usual baggy jeans and T-shirt. The sleeves were capped, and the neckline was modest, a reflection of the church's values. Her hair had also been transformed, with her messy hair now replaced with loose curls that cascaded down her back in gentle waves. The strands were silky smooth and perfectly styled, with a hint of volume at the roots. She couldn't help but run her fingers through it, admiring the way the curls bounced and swayed with her movements. As for her makeup, it had been subtly enhanced to bring out her natural beauty. Her eyes were framed with a thin layer of eyeliner and a coat of mascara that made her lashes look longer and fuller. Her lips were painted in a soft shade of pink, adding a touch of femininity to her look. Harper's outfit was completed with a pair of white heels that added a few inches to her height. The shoes had a simple design, with a closed toe and a small heel that made her legs look longer and more elegant. To top it all off, Harper wore a delicate silver necklace with a small cross pendant.

Harper was stunned and looked up at Jack and Amber, who were pleasantly surprised by the sudden transformation. "Wha... what just happened?" Harper stammered, feeling disoriented. "It looks like you've had a change of heart," Amber said with a smile. Harper looked down at her outfit again, feeling uncomfortable in the unfamiliar clothing. But as she walked around the room, she began to feel a strange sense of calm and peace. "You know, maybe I'll come to church with you guys," Harper said hesitantly, surprising even herself.

Jack and Amber exchanged a knowing glance, pleased that their message had gotten through to Harper. Abigail hugged her daughter, overjoyed that Harper was finally starting to open her heart to faith.

As Harper walked out of the door with her mother and their church friends, she couldn't help but feel a sense of peace and calm wash over her. She felt a newfound sense of curiosity about religion and the role it could play in her life. She knew it wouldn't be an easy journey, but for the first time, she was willing to give it a chance.

[mistydeyes]

I would love a mw2 pairing from you! i love your work sm!!!

appearance wise: I am 5’4, i am pale-ish, my hair is dark brown and wavy, it has a lot of volume from being frizzy + i have layers, and it’s armpit length. my eyes are dark brown as well and i have full eyebrows/lashes. I would definitely say i’m on the chubbier side, most noticeably in my round face, 🍒, and thighs. covered in quite a few scars but most of them are faint and only visible up close. in my day to day i wear small silver hoops almost always, and usually my clothes consist of bell bottom jeans and some sort of form fitting shirt / an oversized shirt or sweater and shorts + low top converse. also wear makeup almost daily, at least concealer for my chronic dark circles and some mascara and brow gel

personality wise: i do my best to come off as a understanding and open person to anyone, but i’m definitely very shy upon first meeting people, and (surprise surprise) can’t shut up when i get comfortable (this takes months). im always reserved in group settings, not good with public speaking, etc etc. i tend to have a drier sense of humor, most of the time if i make one of my loved ones laugh it’s due to my lack of reaction to something i or someone else did or said. when i do actually make a joke my sense of humor is a little on the darker side, no offense jokes at all, just shock humor. that and teasing for sure, playfully teasing is my fav. my love languages are verbal affirmation and quality time, im very intuitive and can pick up what people around me are feeling. i love taking care of other, i absolutely thrive when i’m nurturing my friends and family. i am known to be very clumsy and am constant covered in bruises from walking into walls/furniture (it’s half clumsiness and half being 🍃). also i am an avid user of 🍃!

interests and likes: video games (i play on pc and switch!), painting, drawing, and sculpting are my favorite hobbies! but when i’m not feeling up to them i like anime, makeup, fashion, just started getting into the gym, besides that physically speaking the only things that’ve interested me are volleyball and swimming. and i would also consider myself a sanrio enthusiast ^-^ i really enjoy cooking as well as baking and i research new recipes daily. also kinda of obsessed with mood boards (pinterest is everything to me), anything that let me express a niche aesthetic i have interest in. i enjoy reading tarot i have a decent crystal collection i keep on display. also a huge fan of candles, perfume, scented lotion, body spray, incense, anything really that smells fresh (inclshing just actual fresh air) point is, i love smelling good. bit of a skin care fanatic and have practically used my face as a lab rat for different chemicals. listen to music prosctially every hour of the day i love lana del rey, kali uchis, arctic monkeys, PTV, p!atd, slipknot, SOAD, fiona apple, cage the elephant, fleetwood mac, and the list goes on.

future aspirations: currently in my second year of community college but i’m basically just going to get into a white-collar desk job in fianance after getting my bachelor’s, i don’t have any passion for it but that doesn’t matter to me! money is money that feeds into real interests :) /gen

my type: i would say i’m a very open person, i don’t have a physical type but body wise i’d like my partner to be a little taller than me, either more extroverted than me, or capable of handling social situations that are too much for my anxiety. i am not the most outgoing so i couldn’t really get along with someone who wants to be out of the house constantly, my batteries NEED to recharge. other qualified i love are being complimented by my partner, being praised, info dumping + listening to them info dump!!! i love being spoiled + spoiling my partner in every way.

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

How you met: Civilian Kyle never understood why the US Navy loved going to the beach. But after a successful mission with the Navy SEALs, he was invited to "train" with them on the beaches of California with a friendly volleyball competition. As he arrived at the beach in his swim trunks (ones that he had to buy because who would think they needed to bring one), he could see the net set up and a few patrons suntanning a good distance away. When the game first started, he had the unfortunate position of servicing the ball. He tried to do an underhand serve but it went flying across the beach and directly towards a young woman who was enjoying the summer sun. "Heads up!" he yelled but suddenly you caught the ball with record accuracy. Your silver hoops dangled as you rose from your towel and you could see a couple of the men motion for you to roll the ball over. You smirked as you palmed the ball in your hand and threw it up in the air, delivering a jump serve which hit the net with impressive force. Your actions received a few whistles and cheers and you smiled before going back to tanning and listening to your Fiona Apple album. After the match had ended, your sun was blocked by a young man who glistened with sweat in the heat. You lowered your glasses and struck up a friendly conversation. "That was impressive," he breathed out in a gorgeous accent, "you have to show me how to do that."

A peek into your relationship: "I still don't understand how you can do that," Kyle said as you laid on your couch, smoking a bowl. "You just have to grind it up, pack it, then you suck it like a strong and light until you see embers, and then you inhale," you replied before repeating your actions and blowing some smoke in his face. Kyle had been respectful of your habits and you entertained him as he couldn't risk a positive drug test. Besides, he enjoyed the company and your high thoughts. As he rubbed circles on your shoulder, you laid in his chest and mused about random thoughts. "Do you think that bees and butterflies are snobby about what flowers they pick? Like is it like when you go to a restaurant and you only like one type of food?" you asked and you could hear your boyfriend laugh wildly. "What goes on in that head of yours?" he replied and kissed your cheek gently. "Oh that reminds me there's some new summer perfumes from Sephora that are just calling to me!" you said excitedly before Kyle grabbed you and held you back in his arms. "Oh no you don't!" he exclaimed, "let's talk about perfume purchases when you're not thinking about the bees and butterflies."

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"How to Create a Natural, Everyday Makeup Look"

  "How to Create a Natural, Everyday Makeup Look"

Introduction :

A natural, everyday makeup look is perfect for those who want to enhance their natural beauty without looking too made up or overdone. It is a versatile look that can be worn to work, school, or any casual occasion, and it is easy to achieve with the right products and techniques. 

In this article, we will provide step-by-step instructions on how to create a natural, everyday makeup look, as well as some tips and product recommendations to help you achieve the perfect result. Whether you are a makeup beginner or a seasoned pro, this guide will provide you with all the information you need to create a beautiful, natural makeup look that is perfect for everyday wear.

10 Steps to a Natural, Everyday Makeup Look

Before applying any makeup, it is important to properly prepare your skin. This includes cleansing to remove any dirt, oil, or makeup residue, and moisturizing to help keep your skin hydrated and healthy. 

When choosing a cleanser, opt for one that is suitable for your skin type and free from harsh chemicals. Follow up with a moisturizer to help lock in hydration and create a smooth, plump base for your makeup.

The Best Products for a Natural, Everyday Makeup Look

When it comes to foundation, the key is to find one that matches your skin tone and provides lightweight coverage. If you have oily or combination skin, look for a matte or oil-free foundation to help control shine.

 If you have dry or sensitive skin, choose a hydrating or nourishing foundation to help provide some extra moisture. When applying foundation, use a small amount and blend it into your skin using a brush, sponge, or your fingers. Be sure to blend it well, especially along your hairline and jawline, to avoid any visible lines or streaks.

Concealer is a great tool for hiding any imperfections, such as blemishes, dark circles, or redness. When choosing a concealer, be sure to select one that is a shade or two lighter than your skin tone to help brighten and highlight the areas you are applying it to. Use a small amount and blend it in well, using a brush, sponge, or your fingers. You can also apply it under your eyes to help disguise any dark circles or puffiness.

Defining your eyebrows can help frame your face and give your makeup look a polished finish. Use a brow pencil or powder to fill in any sparse areas and shape your eyebrows to your desired shape. When filling in your brows, be sure to use short, light strokes to mimic the appearance of natural hairs. You can also use a brow gel or wax to help set and hold your brows in place.

The Perfect Natural Makeup Look for Your Skin Type

For a natural, everyday makeup look, opt for a neutral eyeshadow shade that is close to your skin tone and apply it all over your lid. You can also add a slightly darker shade to the crease of your eye to help add some definition and depth.

 When applying eyeshadow, use a brush to blend it well and avoid any harsh lines or edges. You can also add a pop of color by applying a brighter eyeshadow shade to the inner corners of your eyes to help brighten and open them up.

To help brighten and open up your eyes, line your waterline (the inner rim of your lower eyelid) with a white or nude eyeliner. This will help to make your eyes look bigger and more awake. 

You can also apply a thin line of black or brown eyeliner to your upper lashes for a subtle, defined look. When applying eyeliner, be sure to use a steady hand and take your time to ensure a clean, precise line.

Use an eyelash curler to curl your lashes, then apply a coat of mascara to add volume and length. Be sure to wiggle the brush at the base of your lashes and sweep it upwards to help separate and define your lashes. 

You can also apply a coat of mascara to your bottom lashes for a more complete, balanced look. When selecting a mascara, consider your lash type and choose one that will provide the type of volume, length, or curl that you desire.

For a natural, everyday makeup look, choose a lip color that is a few shades darker than your natural lip color, such as a pink or nude shade. This will give your lips

 

Conclusion :

Here is a conclusion for the content on "How to Create a Natural, Everyday Makeup Look":

In conclusion, creating a natural, everyday makeup look requires proper skin preparation, a lightweight foundation, concealer to hide imperfections, defined eyebrows, neutral eyeshadow, brightened eyes, curled lashes and mascara, and a natural-looking lip color.

By following these steps and using the right products, you can achieve a polished, natural makeup look that is perfect for everyday wear. Remember to blend each product well and use a light hand to achieve the desired result. 

With practice and experimentation, you can find the perfect makeup routine that works for you and your personal style.

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Get Gorgeous Lashes with Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana

 If you're looking for longer, fuller lashes without the hassle of mascara, eyelash extension in Ludhiana is the perfect solution. This beauty treatment enhances the length, volume, and curl of your natural lashes, giving you a dramatic and beautiful look that lasts for weeks.

What is Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana?

Eyelash extension in Ludhiana involves the application of synthetic lashes to your natural lashes, creating a fuller and more voluminous look. The process is done by a trained professional who ensures that each extension is applied carefully and securely for a natural appearance. Eyelash extensions are available in various lengths, thicknesses, and curls, so you can customize them according to your preferences.

Benefits of Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana

1. Long-Lasting Results

Unlike mascara, which needs to be applied every day, Eyelash extension in Ludhiana offers long-lasting results. Extensions typically last between 3-4 weeks with proper care, saving you time on daily makeup routines.

2. Enhanced Volume and Length

Eyelash extensions create the illusion of fuller and longer lashes, giving your eyes a more defined and beautiful appearance. Whether you want a subtle enhancement or a dramatic look, the treatment can be customized to suit your needs.

3. No Need for Mascara

With eyelash extension in Ludhiana, you can skip the mascara altogether. The extensions provide the same effect as mascara, making it easier to get ready and leaving you with a natural yet stunning look.

4. Suitable for Special Occasions

Eyelash extensions are perfect for weddings, parties, or any special event where you want your eyes to stand out. They add a glamorous touch to your makeup, requiring minimal maintenance during the event.

Who Should Consider Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana?

Anyone who wants to enhance their natural lashes can benefit from Eyelash extension in Ludhiana. Whether you have sparse lashes, want to avoid the daily hassle of mascara, or need a special look for an event, eyelash extensions can help you achieve your beauty goals. They’re ideal for individuals with busy lifestyles who want a long-lasting solution for beautiful lashes.

Choosing the Best Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana

When looking for eyelash extension in Ludhiana, it’s essential to choose a reliable and experienced salon. Here are some tips to help you find the best salon for your lash needs:

Trained and Certified Technicians: Ensure the salon employs certified professionals who are skilled in applying eyelash extensions.

Quality Products: Choose a salon that uses high-quality eyelash extensions that are safe and comfortable for your eyes.

Hygiene Standards: Opt for a salon that maintains strict hygiene standards to prevent infections or irritation.

Consultation and Customization: Look for a salon that offers a consultation to help customize the perfect lash style according to your preferences.

Aftercare Tips for Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana

To ensure your eyelash extension in Ludhiana lasts longer, follow these aftercare tips:

Avoid Water and Steam: For the first 24 hours, avoid water, steam, and moisture on your lashes to allow the adhesive to set properly.

Don’t Rub Your Eyes: Be gentle when touching your eyes and avoid rubbing them, as this can cause the extensions to fall out prematurely.

Brush Lashes Daily: Use a clean lash brush to gently comb through your extensions and keep them looking neat.

Use Oil-Free Products: Avoid using oil-based makeup removers or skincare products as they can weaken the adhesive.

Conclusion: Enhance Your Beauty with Eyelash Extension in Ludhiana

Eyelash extension in Ludhiana is a fantastic way to achieve beautiful, voluminous lashes with minimal effort. Whether you're looking for a natural enhancement or a dramatic change, eyelash extensions are a long-lasting and low-maintenance beauty solution. Book your appointment today and experience the transformation of your lashes!

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Nourish eyes with Eyelash Enhancer

Loads of Eyelash Enhancer with their special promise to deliver long and dense lashes. But let's dig into what they're made of, the kind of results to expect, and which ones are the best fit for you. Time to dive into the finer details of Best Natural Eyelash Growth Serum. Plenty of products are there on top-tier results. The agents like hyaluronic acid, collagen, and castor oil in "lash enhancers" enhance the health and length of lashes. They're a hit because ladies want to enhance their allure. Who among your clients hasn't tried castor oil or rice water? That was the go-to lash magic about a decade back. These days, the big question remains, but with a twist: how do you get your lashes to grow? Now, you've got a bunch of different pro-level options to pick from. 

Grasping Best Natural Eyelash Serum

Eyelash boosters influence the lash hair's growth phase. They do two things: bump up the quantity of hairs and make them longer. These boosters also hydrate and toughen up your lashes. Plus, Best Rated Lash Serum gives lash follicles what they need to up the game in how long, thick, and curly lashes look. A few can lengthen the growth phase by keeping lashes from dropping off and helping them stretch out more. When you check at these enhancers, they sort of look like your typical eyeliner or mascara container with a brush to slap it on. 

Variety in Best Lash Serum to Grow Lashes

In Best Product for Eyelash Growth, you'll find a wild mix of ingredients, it's something you dab on at night packed to make your lashes look longer fuller, and more defined. The market's got options from affordable to swanky. We sling eyelash enhancers here.  The details on the lash boosters packaging are key – you want stuff like hypoallergenic, non-irritating, clinically, allergy, ophthalmologist and dermatologist approved. Apply Best Lash Growth Products on the upper eyelid skin. Plus, gotta watch out – mascaras, serums, or gels can get contaminated with nasty bacteria or fungus leading to infections.

Talking cash, you're getting a deal since Best Eyelash Thickening Serum won't burn a hole in your wallet like the fancy competitors.

Final Verdict

Lashes hold a big spot in the beauty routines of women. Ladies aim for standout, fab lashes, 'cause everyone loves them. If you're into a pure and pristine choice just a bit of top-notch serum, gel, or mascara does wonders. A product that boosts curl, length, fullness, and volume stands out from the crowd. Women can opt their style with many options such as mascaras, serums, or gels, the stuff we're talking about here. Still, folks should think of health as priority number one. A bunch of Best Lash Serum to Grow Lashes promising lash growth is kind of sketchy since they're not checked out yet. 

Best Product for Eyelash Growth comes out of some super smart ways to mix stuff together, make sure they hit quality marks, and even think about our planet. That turns them into super safe and crazy effective cosmetics that ladies in super advanced places across the globe have tried and are all thumbs-up about.

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5 Essential Tips on How to Care for Your Lash and Brows

In the world of beauty, no one can deny the power of the eyes. They are often called the “windows to the soul” and naturally attract attention. But did you know that lash and brows are the real heroes that frame and highlight your eyes? Let’s find out why they are necessary and how you can take care of them to shine brighter every day. Come to Élan Beauty Lash & Brows in Houston, TX 77098 and we will provide you with the best lash and brows service.

1. Lash and Brows: The Foundation of Eye Beauty

Brows: They don’t just define your face; they balance its overall structure and give you a distinct personality. Well-shaped brows can soften or highlight your features, making your face look more harmonious.

Lashes: Long, curled lashes make your eyes look bigger and more radiant. A fluttery lash line adds instant charm to your gaze.

In short, lashes and brows aren’t merely accessories; they’re the foundation that elevates your natural beauty.

2. Why Are Lash and Brows So Important?

Enhance facial expressions: Well-groomed brows and lashes not only express emotions but also boost your confidence when interacting with others.

Define personal style: The shape of your brows and the curl of your lashes reflect your vibe—whether it’s youthful, elegant, or bold.

Create visual balance: Tidy brows and natural lashes can highlight your features and even “soften” flaws like a wide forehead or small eyes.

3. Common Mistakes in Lash and Brows Care

Despite their importance, many people make these mistakes when taking care of their lash and brows:

Improper cleansing: Dirt and makeup residue can weaken your lashes, causing them to fall out, and make brows sparse.

Overusing beauty products: Excessive mascara, lash glue, or low-quality products can cause long-term damage.

Choosing the wrong brow shape: Trimming or sculpting brows into an unsuitable shape can throw off your facial balance.

4. How to Keep Your Lash and Brows Perfect

At Élan Beauty Lash & Brows in Houston, TX 77098, we understand the importance of maintaining flawless lash and brows to enhance your natural beauty. Many of our clients often ask about the best ways to care for their lash and brows after their treatments. Here’s a detailed guide to help you keep them looking perfect every day!

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Daily Care for Your Lash and Brows

Use a Lash and Brows Serum Invest in a high-quality lash and brows growth serum to promote natural thickness and length. Regular application will nourish your lashes and brows, ensuring they stay healthy and vibrant.

Gentle Makeup Removal Always use a gentle, oil-free makeup remover to cleanse your eyes. This prevents damage to your eyelashes and eyebrows and protects the delicate skin around your eyes. Avoid rubbing or pulling, as this can lead to premature fallout of your lashes and brows.

Keep Them Clean Regularly comb your brows and lashes with a clean spoolie brush. This keeps them neat, tangle-free, and evenly distributed for a polished look.

5. Must-Try Lash and Brow Services at Élan Beauty Lash & Brows

If you’re searching for professional care to enhance your lashes and brows, look no further than Élan Beauty Lash & Brows in Houston, TX 77098. Our skilled team specializes in creating stunning, natural-looking results with services tailored to your unique beauty needs. Here’s how we can help you achieve the perfect look:

Our Signature Lash and Brows Services

Natural Lash Extensions Enhance the beauty of your eyes with our natural lash extensions. These lightweight, comfortable lashes add volume and length without the heavy feel, giving you a flawless, natural look that lasts. Perfect for everyday wear or special occasions.

Brow Microblading Say goodbye to uneven or sparse brows with our precise brow microblading service. Our experts carefully craft perfectly sculpted eyebrows that complement your face shape, ensuring a polished and symmetrical appearance.

Brow Lamination Achieve soft yet defined brows that stay in place all day with our brow lamination service. This treatment smooths and shapes your eyebrows, giving them a fuller, lifted look that’s effortlessly chic.

At Élan Beauty Lash & Brows, our team of specialists is committed to delivering top-tier services tailored to your unique features.

Never underestimate the role of lashes and brows—two key elements that make you stand out and feel confident. Whether you prefer a natural look or bold style, investing in proper care for your lashes and brows is always worth it.

Visit Élan Beauty Lash & Brows in Houston, TX 77098 today and experience the difference. Let us help you enhance your natural beauty and leave you feeling radiant!