#eyeshadow pallet concepts

[subtle-pride-wallpaper]

[gtgbabie0]

Idk why this concept makes my heart so warm but I’d love to see something where the reader asks Leon to do her makeup for fun and he’s clueless! Like a lil date night activity!

Makeover!

{Leon tries to do your makeup}

Aww this is too cute!! Thank you sm for the request my lovely!! Hope you enjoy!! 💕

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“What’s this one again?” Leon asks, fiddling with the eyeshadow palette, shutting it and closing it over and over again as the magnetic seal clicks with the action.

You’re shocked at how willing he was to say yes to the idea of him giving you a makeover.

“That’s eye shadow,” you tell him, before going over the products one by one as he nods with an enthusiastic smile, and he would be lying if he said he wasn’t excited even if he was utterly clueless about what to do.

You take a seat on your desk chair watching as he takes the foundation, “This one first?” He asks a little unsure of what he’s actually doing, and you giggle as his brows knit together with confusion.

“It’s all you baby, whatever you think goes first” You look up at him with a smile.

“Alright” he smiles, and you watch, feeling a little nervous, as he holds the bottle to your face, the nuzzle pressed against your cheek as he squirts the product on your face, and you gasp at the sudden coldness, giggling as he mumbles a small ‘fuck’

He takes one of the many brushes dabbing it across your face to smooth out the foundation that sits against your skin, he stands back admiring your face with a proud smirk before turning back to the dresser and picking up the eyeshadow pallet he was playing with earlier, and you cringe at the bright neon colours, out of all the pallets he just had to pick that one.

“Don’t be so nervous you’re gonna look so sexy” he chuckles, as he takes one of the smaller brushes dusting it with the bright pink, and your eyes flutter close as he applies the eyeshadow so gently to your eyelids, you barely even feel it, his hand occasionally brushes against your cheek as he continues to use the bright colour.

“I’m not hurting you right?” He asks so softly, and you can feel his breath fanning against your skin.

“No baby you’re alright” you whisper back, eyes still closed as he makes a joke about switching job professions, ‘government agent turned beautician’ and you can’t help the giggle that bubbles out of you.

There’s a comfortable silence that settles between you both, and the only thing you can hear is the soft music that plays from your speaker.

Your eyes open as Leon cups your jaw, “I’m not doing a very good job” he chuckles, admiring your face and he can’t believe you’re still so beautiful even if he's doing a terrible job, he presses a gentle kiss to the corner of your mouth before going back to dresser picking up eyeliner with a confusing look.

He removes the cap, his eyebrows rising with shock, “What is this?” He asks, looking back over at you.

“Eyeliner” you smile, and it only confuses him more.

He study’s the product trying to make a guess on how you use it, “It goes on your eyes?- How do I?” he trails off manoeuvring his hand to try and figure out how to apply it, he stares at the brush tip with a very baffled expression.

You explain it to him, giggling at his horrified look he leans into you with hesitation and it makes you a little nervous, “Just be careful, don’t take my eye out” you tell him and he nods with a nervous chuckle and it definitely doesn’t make you confident.

His hand leans against your cheek, as he ever so gently drags the brush tip along your eyelid and he winces at how messy the line is, “Don’t open your eyes” he whispers as he does the same to your other eye, and it’s considerably worse than the other.

He pulls back laughing at how wobbly the line is, and it definitely doesn’t look the same when you do it, “Am I still pretty?” You smile looking up at him.

“You’re always pretty, the prettiest girl in the world,” he tells with a loving tone, handing you the mirror with a teasing ‘Ta-da’ and he chuckles at the boisterous laugh that erupts from you.

“Woah baby, it's a good attempt” you giggle, studying the awful job he’s done.

Leon looks down at you, how your eyes crinkle with joy and a loving feeling blooms in between his rib cage and it makes his heart flutter with adoration, the sweet sound of your laughter could brighten his day without fail always.

He picks up the makeup wipes taking one out, “Come here pretty angel” he says, wiping away the makeup gently, he knows how to do this part as he thinks back to the times when you were too drunk to do it yourself, and the cool sensation washes you with relief.

He wipes the makeup until your face is completely clean, and his big hands cup either side of your face making you look up at him, “My beautiful girl” he smiles leaning down the press a kiss to your lips.

You smile against him suddenly feeling awfully bashful, “Are you, hungry baby?” he asks, and you watch as he cleans up the space.

“Mhm, you wanna make pizza?” You ask, and he nods putting away the makeup products back to their rightful place before you both make your way to the kitchen.

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[btsqualityy]

bro the funniest/cutest thing happened at work, we had a morphe event at work & i helped this girl who had to be at least 12 or 13 pick out an eyeshadow pallet & she was wearing a bracelet that had bts charms on it. i told her it was cute and she asked me if i like any other groups & when i said seventeen, she said “i knew it. bad bitches stan seventeen & look at you. bad” CHILE i cackled bc i was so caught of guard by this kid man, even my manager was done 😂😂😂

but ima be tuned innnnn for this yoongi & woozi ep! im so excited bc they’re both such talented producers with different sounds, so i think it’ll be interesting to hear them talk about their love for music etc etc. not to mention it’ll be funny bc they’re practically twins 😭

also forgot to tell u my thoughts on D-Day obsessed ofc with the whole album & concept but i think SDL might be my fav 🤭

That’s too cute lol and I mean, she wasn’t wrong because look at you 🫶🏽❤️

But the way woozi and Yoongi were agreeing on everything in that teaser, I can’t wait to see the full episode 😌and SDL is my second favorite song from the album

[magniloquent-raven]

(pt1 here)

billy grew up afraid of finding his soulmate.

when he was eight his father caught him trying to wash nail polish off with soap and a hand towel.

he’d heard girls at school saying it was what you did when your soulmate was a boy. you were supposed to paint yourself up all pretty and find the person who matched. and it was easy enough to sneak into the vanity and steal a bottle of his mother’s nail polish. but once the paint dried he realized it would be impossible to hide from his father, and he panicked.

his mother showed him the bottle of nail polish remover after neil left. dabbed some on a cotton ball to rub at the thick layer of paint. she was silent, kneeling on the floor in front of him cradling his sprained wrist while he sat on the edge of the tub and cried.

they both had questions, but neither of them got answers.

it took billy months to work up the courage to try again.

he wasn’t sure why he was bothering, at first. he knew he couldn’t look for his soulmate the traditional way. and he was constantly terrified that his father would find the supplies he’d started hoarding. it seemed like more risk than reward, and yet. he couldn’t stop himself.

every time he was allowed to wander off in a store alone he’d slip something into his pocket. a tube of lip gloss. a compact full of shiny powders. he wasn’t even sure what some of it was, he just liked the colours. liked the pictures they hung alongside the displays. he wanted to look like that. beautiful.

and in his heart of hearts, he wanted the boy who was out there waiting for him to know he existed. whether they’d be able to find each other or not.

he’s more careful with this than he was with the nail polish. his father works saturday nights, and his mother always visits their neighbour while he’s at work. despite having the house to himself he locks his bedroom door.

the first thing he tries is the watermelon lip gloss. it’s sticky, and the wand doesn’t fit in his hand comfortably, but once he’s smeared it on he feels...good. he likes the way it catches the light. likes the way it smells. he looks at himself in the mirror and likes seeing something different.

the high doesn’t last long, it inevitably gives way to paranoia, anxiety that has him glancing at the locked door every thirty seconds, heart pounding, wondering if just maybe his father will get home from work early, and he jumps at every sound, hearing boots thudding on the porch and car doors slamming and anything that could be neil coming through the door.

cleaning himself up is hard. panic makes his hands shake, his eyes well up. he drops everything on the floor when he tries to tuck the bag away. and he has to spend twenty minutes with his back to his bedroom door getting his breathing under control when he’s finished.

but he does it again the following saturday. and the one after that.

for five months he does this. locks himself away with his stolen treasures and lets himself live a little. it gets easier as time goes on. and his mind wanders sometimes. to a future where he gets to share this with someone. the boy out there who’s supposed to love him one day.

it’s a small bubble of a dream. one he doesn’t spend too much time dwelling on. not when there’s neil’s voice in his head, telling him that no one could love a fucking freak, ‘cause fags don’t get real soulmates anyways.

he wants and he wishes, but the more he thinks about it the more he doubts. he’s never gotten a mark from his soulmate, and even if he did some day, what if his father’s right, and his “soulmate” doesn’t want him or makes him miserable or...worse.

so he does his makeup for himself.

until, like all good things in his life, his father ruins it.

he never found out what set neil off initially, something going wrong at work maybe, or the martial strife of the week getting to him. whatever it was that started it, neil eventually decided billy should bear the brunt of the fallout.

so he went through his things. said billy’d been acting cagey lately, and he was going to find out why.

and then found the makeup bag stuffed into an old sweater in his closet.

it was ugly. the things neil said that day would play on repeat in billy’s head for years afterwards. the scars his belt left on billy’s back were nothing in comparison.

the next saturday came and went. billy spent the evening curled up under a blanket not bothering to wipe away the tears dripping down his face.

by morning he’s resolved to forget the whole thing. to put it behind him. because it was stupid, and risky and childish and maybe his father was right. he’s almost convinced himself. and then he notices ink on his arm, as he reaches up to rub his eyes. messy scrawl, i bet you looked pretty crookedly written up his forearm.

he didn’t think he was able to cry any more, but he manages it.

for the first time his soulmate isn’t just a concept, or a what-if, he’s...a person. he’s a real person out there somewhere. someone who doesn’t even know billy and still wanted to reach out, to offer comfort. it’s more than he’s gotten from anyone else. even his mother. who he knows loves him, and she does her best to protect him, but when she found out about his makeup stash she just looked sad, and she’s said nothing to him about it.

but his soulmate…

can never, ever meet neil.

the thought hits him right in the chest.

whoever he is, he cares, he’s good. and neil breaks good things.

billy falls asleep that night tracing the empty space where his soulmate’s message used to be, wrapped up in worries and dreams, and terrified for someone he’s never met.

the doodles that come and go over the years are terrifying and exhilarating and billy manages to hide every single one from his father. they only ever show up during the day, and they don’t linger. something billy is both grateful for and resentful of.

sometimes he’ll watch other boys’ hands in class. check them for drawings. he thinks he’s being careful, but a girl in his chem class, becca, catches him. she says it’s only because she knew what to look for. they share a cigarette under the bleachers and she tells him about a girl who likes green eyeshadow and writes homework reminders on her wrists using stars instead of bullet points.

it takes billy six months and a couple shots of tequila to tell her about watermelon lip gloss and bet you’re pretty and they both cry when he starts to wonder if his soulmate will be disappointed that he isn’t a girl.

on a rainy april afternoon she asks him to go to a gay bar with her. he tells his father he’s going on a date. she tells her’s that she had to reschedule a tutoring session and it’ll run pretty late.

they wait til it’s dark and get ready in a dingy gas station bathroom. when she’s smearing on her eyeliner she catches sight of his face in the cloudy mirror. he wasn’t going to ask her for anything. he wouldn’t have brought it up. the twinge in his heart and a hollow feeling of longing aren’t anything new, he can deal.

he feels and empty kind of rage every time old, well-meaning relatives give max girly lip gloss kits and eyeshadow pallets and shit normal preteen girls who care about finding their soulmates actually appreciate. she always rolls her eyes and throws them away. susan will fish them out of the trash sometimes, and leave them under the bathroom sink, like if max just sees them there she’ll suddenly give a shit and start using them. like them being there does anything but taunt billy with what he can’t have.

neil watches him like a fucking hawk every time that shit comes into the house. and max doesn’t fucking care. doesn’t notice.

but becca offers.

and.

he’s not about to say no.

he should’ve said no.

it feels good at first, like it used to, it feels like freedom and he likes what he sees when he looks in the mirror, and he kisses a boy for the first time and it isn’t fireworks but it’s something, and he thinks maybe it’s going to be a good night, but then…

neil is waiting on the curb outside becca’s house. they were heading there first, because her parents wouldn’t notice, she said it would be fine, she has makeup remover he can use, he can clean up and head home and everything was supposed to be okay, except. it wasn’t.

it’s the last time he sees becca. neil tells her parents what was actually going on, and she isn’t allowed to visit him in the hospital.

and then six months of rehab, one rushed wedding and a big ugly sold sign later, neil carts them off to hawkins, indi-fucking-ana. as a “family.”

billy was certain this town would be nothing but a prison. it’d be somewhere he’d never find a place to be himself, neil would make sure of that. there wasn’t a single thing to like about this place and its bullshit small town sensibilities. for all the open space it might as well have been stone walls and steel bars.

except.

except...here was a boy with soft eyes and nimble fingers, who gets a little wrinkle between his brows when he concentrates, and is always moving, fidgeting, fiddling with zippers and touching his elbows and looking at him makes billy itch. to touch, to soothe, to take, and…

things get complicated when aimless blue waves scrawl up billy’s arm. when steve follows him out into the parking lot. calls him pretty to his face. and suddenly billy’s eight years old and realizing this shit is real. terrified of what that could mean. spinning fragile dreams like spider’s silk, hard to shake but easy to destroy.

even entertaining the idea of putting on makeup while he’s still in hawkins is stupid and dangerous, but goddamn if he hasn’t risked more for less.

he’s sure he’ll regret it. like he’s regretted every other desperate bid for freedom. but when faced with steve harrington’s smile, he can’t find it in himself to say no.

(edit: pt3 here)

[drops-of-moonlights]

whatre ur winx hot takes?

OH BOY well, just off the top of my head...

Enchantix is overrated and was too OP even for a final fairy transformation, also none of the outfits were even REMOTELY power-themed except Flora’s

Also Neo Enchantix has better designs (though OG Enchantix has the better color pallete)

Mythix and Sirenix are good-looking transformations fight me

S3 is as bad as S7, just on different ways

S8 tried but ultimately it’s probs between S6 and S7/S3 in the ranking of good seasons imo

Valtor is basic-ass boring villain and I’m begging y’all to pick a better vampire aesthetic to thirst after, HE CAN’T EVEN COORDINATE HIS EYESHADOW WITH HIS OUTFIT

Dark Bloom is only loved because she’s a hot topic mannequin for people to fantasize about, she was a weak-ass concept that turned the protagonist into a prop for the plot and NOTHING ELSE

while Believix is my absolute favorite transformation Bloomix is the BEST looking one and I will hear no arguments against this outside of Stella’s hair, Enchantix WISHES

ALL THE CANON COUPLES SUCK ASS OUTSIDE OF TECNA/TIMMY, THEY’RE THE LAST STANDING VALID ROMANCE

The 4Kids dub is the most valid of the English dubs just because their changes to the plot make sense and keep more continuity than what the original did

But also none of the English dubs have rights. Y’all have to deal with that mess? yikes.

Flora is the flattest characterization-wise of the Winx and they never try to do anything interesting with her, which is why she’s the only one who’s writing has remained mostly stable through the seasons - she didn’t have much to begin with

The Selkies were valid, actually - I’ve been rewatching S5 for the summary and they’re actually kinda nice. Useless, but nice.

I still won’t forgive them for not making them seal-like tho

I THINK that’s all for now

[taste-thewaste]

Trick-or-treating (Madderton fic)

A lovely anon prompted me with halloween prompt #15, “Dad!AU (take the kids trick-or-treating, etc”, with Richard specifically in mind. Thank you! This is long as hell, ~1800 words, and so fluffy. Tbh I never pictured myself writing the boys as Dads, but this was really fun and I kind of loved doing it lol, so if you like it I’d be totally willing to do it again. Thanks for reading!

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The text from Taron came through at 2:45, while Richard was in the middle of a meeting and trying to stop his mind from wandering to what he wanted to eat. 

Gonna be a long day, love. Can you get the kids ready tonight on your own? I’ll be home before you leave, promise.

I don’t know what they’re supposed to look like, T. That was all you.

It’s foolproof, Dickie, I promise. Costume on, a little glitter on her cheeks and she’s good to go. Even easier with Jude. Stick him in the pumpkin costume and zip it up. What are you, afraid? ;) 

Not afraid, just don’t want to screw it up. I’ve got it, no problem...we’ll see you tonight, love. 

You could never screw anything up. Love you. x

Richard smiled a little. Taron was making it sound much less complicated than he knew it would be, and trying to give Richard a boost of confidence. He knew that whatever T had going on at work, it had to be huge, because he would never miss an opportunity to get Zoey and Jude ready to go trick-or-treating. 

He had always assumed that Taron would be a Christmas kind of guy. The lights, the snow, the presents, it had Taron written all over it. So Richard was shocked to find out along the way that Taron liked Christmas just fine, but he loved Halloween. 

Before the kids, it had been all about spider webs and fake witches, apple cider all month long and couples costumes that made Richard die a little inside. Halloween was when Taron could be as outlandish as he wanted, and he always dragged Richard along for the ride, introverted as he was. 

After the kids were born, he focused most of his Halloween energy on them, finding their costumes, perfecting them, taking them all to every Halloween-themed event he could find throughout the month of October. It was darling, really, and it made Richard love him that much more. 

And it made him nervous to try to get their kids ready for that evening. 

He supposed Taron was right, Jude’s costume was self-explanatory. Jude was almost two, and stubborn, and had insisted on picking out his own costume, something that drove Taron nuts. He’d picked out the simplest costume on the rack, a smiling round pumpkin costume that required no makeup, glitter or additional wiring. Just a zipper. Richard had watched Taron’s face fall when Jude had insisted on the pumpkin. 

“Don’t you want something like this?” Taron had asked, holding up a pirate costume. Richard had been able to see the cogs twisting in his mind, figuring out some way to turn it into an intricately designed zombie pirate or something. 

“No, this!” Jude had been emphatic. Taron had sighed with resign.

Zoey, on the other hand, was four, dramatic, and very into fairies. Richard had watched for weeks as the two of them had bent their heads together, designing the perfect fairy costume down to the last detail. They’d then spent the better part of a week deciding what kind of makeup would go best with her outfit, trying different shades and glitter. They’d only just declared everything perfect the weekend prior, and as Richard remembered the grin on both his daughter’s face and his husband’s, he was terrified that he’d mess it up.

Still, he had to try. 

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When Richard came home, the nanny smiled at him and dumped Jude into his arms. “Zoey’s coloring in the playroom. They’ve both had dinner. Have fun tonight!” He nodded at her as she left, and looked down at his son, who had snuggled into him instinctively, and headed into the playroom. 

Zoey was parked at their coloring table, scribbling ferociously on a pad of paper. Her dark brown curls tumbled down to her shoulders, and he marveled at the light in her blue eyes. Their night would be chaotic, he knew: he had to pull a miracle out of his arse in the next twenty minutes with regards to Zoey’s costume; Taron was likely to come home in the next hour like a madman and start critiquing everything he’d done; by 7:45 his children would both be full of sugar and far, far from their normal bedtime. Yes, he knew their night would be chaotic, but for the moment, he could watch his daughter color, hold his son, and soak up the miracle that was his life. 

He kissed the crown of Jude’s head, into the same soft brown fluff that belonged to Taron when he let his hair grow out, and rocked him back and forth. Zoey looked up and saw him there, and before he knew it, she was crashing into his legs with a hug. 

“Daddy!” 

“Hiya, princess,” he said, setting Jude down so he could briefly gather both of his children into his arms. “Did you have a good day?” 

“Yes, we--”

Jude stepped in front of his sister and stared deep into Richard’s eyes. “Candy.” 

Richard laughed and Zoey tossed him a glare. “Yes, buddy, we’re going to get candy tonight, I promise.” 

“Candy now, Daddy,” Jude said, a serious look on his face. 

“Soon. First we have to get you two ready!” Richard said brightly, standing up. 

“We have to wait for Daddy,” Zoey said. “He has to do my makeup.” 

Richard bit his lip slightly and looked at his daughter. “He has to work a little late tonight, angel, so I’m going to get you ready, but he’ll be here before we go trick-or-treating, I promise.” 

Zoey’s jaw dropped. “You can’t do it! You don’t know what to do!” 

“I can do it, honey, I promise.” 

Zoey sighed dramatically, and in the back of Richard’s mind he feared for her teenage years, not for the first time. 

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“No, Daddy, what are you doing?” 

Richard sighed. Well, Taron had been right about one thing: getting Jude ready was a cinch. His son was running around the living room, bouncing off the walls in his pumpkin costume, screaming in the distance about candy. He had no concept of his increased circumference, and had so far knocked over (and broken) an ashtray and a vase. It didn’t matter to Richard, though; he was ready to go. He’d stuck the kid in, zipped him up, and sent him on his way. 

Zoey, however, had been testing him since the moment they’d started getting ready. He’d gotten a run in two pairs of shimmery green tights, and put her skirt on backwards. He’d cursed Taron over and over again as he’d struggled to wrestle his daughter into the costume, all while she wailed like a wet cat when he did anything wrong. The costume had 12,000 pieces, it seemed like, which would have been all well and good if Taron had been putting her into it, as he’d originally planned. The skirt was made of dark green tulle and the bodice was a lighter green. It had the most ornate and intricate flower crown that Richard could remember seeing (which he’d jammed onto her head backwards, by the way) and completely impractical ballet slippers. 

She was darling, his girl, but he was out of his element. 

He was now holding the makeup pallet she’d shoved into his hands, his fingers pinched tightly around the eyeshadow brush as he tried to smear the right color onto her eyelids. It was dark, and heavy, and she looked like a tiny clown. He’d tried to put the glitter on subtly as she’d instructed him- “Just a little, Daddy, no, not that much!”-and failed miserably. He’d put far too much blush on her cheeks. 

“I...I think that’s it,” he said nervously, and she pranced over to the mirror with a smile on her face. He watched as it dropped off, however, when she looked at herself. 

“I know, angel, I’m sorry, I tried my best,” he said earnestly. They were interrupted by the sound of the front door slamming, and Zoey raced off. Richard followed sheepishly. 

“Oh, my days, would you look at you!” he heard Taron say. Richard stood in the doorway and watched, Zoey gathered up in Taron’s arms. He couldn’t help but smile. 

“Daddy did my makeup and he didn’t do it right!” she said. 

“Oh, he certainly...tried, though, didn’t he? It’s a look, eh?” Taron kissed her cheek, then looked up and smiled at Richard, who ambled over. “You’ve got to blend the eyeshadow, love, or else she just looks like a...well, like this,” Taron said, setting Zoey back on the floor.  

“I have no idea what that means, and no desire to. You’re a bloody saidst for forcing me to do this. Hello,” he said, kissing him briefly. 

“I know, I’m sorry,” Taron said, the sheepish smile that Richard couldn’t resist playing on his lips. “And would you look at this! We’ve got a little pumpkin destroying the living room!” Taron said, scooping up Jude and kissing him all over his face. 

“Alright, let’s go!” Richard said, gathering up the bags they’d bought for the kids to hold their loot in. 

“Candy!” Jude yelled, holding tightly onto Taron’s hand, Zoey onto Richard’s as they made their way out the door.

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By the time they’d gotten the kids home, gotten them out of their costumes and into pajamas, wiped the clown makeup from Zoey’s face, and wrestled two sugar-laced children into their beds a hundred times, both Taron and Richard were beat. Richard padded into their bedroom where Taron was laying in bed, wearing nothing but his boxers and scrolling through his phone. 

“I know you love this holiday, but by God I’m glad it only comes once a year,” Richard said, throwing himself into bed beside Taron and curling up next to him. “What are ya looking at?” 

Taron started laughing, giggles coming from his belly as he stared at his phone. “Look at her!” he said, turning his phone to Richard and showing him one of the many photos he’d taken of Jude and Zoey that evening. Her blush practically glowed in the dark. 

“Hey!” Richard said, fake-annoyed. “You let me go in blind, love, I had no idea what to do.” 

“I know, I know. You did a wonderful job.” Taron kissed Richard, sliding his hand around the back of Richard’s neck and pressing his forehead to his. “You’re amazing.”

Richard sighed contentedly, burrowing closer to Taron, soaking in his body heat. “Listen. I love you, I love our kids, I love this life more than anything.”

“Mmm,” Taron said sleepily, closing his eyes. 

“But I swear, if you ever leave me in charge of Halloween again, I’m out of here,” Richard said, a teasing grin on his face as he joined Taron in closing his eyes.

[adelinexmpr]

➳ “Make Me Pretty Please ➳

➳ Open to all ➳

Makeup was something that Adeline knew that she wasn't good at. Although it was similar to painting, the demigoddess couldn't get the concept for painting her eyelids or putting false eyelashes on top of her already visible ones. It didn't mean that she wasn’t a hoarder of all things makeup; Adeline had at least a solid full drawer full of makeup brushes, foundation, eyeshadow pallets, blushes, etc. They were barely used, but she couldn’t help buying them for the colors.

She had found the other by accident. They were both scanning the makeup aisle at the local beauty supply store. Adeline had admired how they was easily picking and choosing out the products that they wanted while she was still struggling on what shade of foundation that she was. Pouting, she looked over at them again before looking back at the shades upon shades of foundation. As the goddess looked at her skin and then back at the shades, she picked the one that was obviously two tones darker than her.

"Maybe this one?” Adeline questioned herself.

[ogrebattles]

you guys i am LIVING for that IWTBF edit!!! i wish the collection was real bec it’s genius and the edit was beautifully done, it looks straight up like a beauty campaign! i love it sfm 💖💖💖 (rogerrmeddowsstaylorr)

OH MY GOD I’M IN TEARS SLDFLDSJSDL 

sab thank you so much for sending this omg it means a lot, i’m very happy to know that you enjoyed it!! and oh well, funny story: it supposed to be an eyeshadow pallete but i couldn’t think in more than 4 colors, so turned out being a lipstick collection!

i love making these concepts and i thought that i could go ahead than just making gifs of the video, was just a challenge for myself hehe. omg i talk a LOT i’m sorry, but again, thank you for being so lovely, this message made my day! 💖💖

— trice

[chidex-io]

mosaic This look was actually inspired by my mom. She looks metallics on the eye so she mixes them. I loved them. I hope you enjoy and as always, like and share. 👾🌀EYES🌷🏆 EYEBROW- @benefitcosmetics ka-brow in 6, @lacolorscosmetics I ❤️ makeup brow pallete, @absnyproducts Perfect Fill Brow Marker EYE BASE- @nyxcosmetics glitter primer EYESHADOW- @profusion SHIMMERS in Nimbus, Atlantis, Zenith, Nebula, and Illusion UNDEREYE- @nickaknewyork Auto Eye Liner in Black MASCARA- Beauty concepts Volumizing Mascara and Lengthening Mascara #makeup #makeupartist #makeuptutorial #melanin #melaninpoppin #melaninmakeup #beauty #shimmereyeshadow #pink #blue #gold #purple #black #mosaic #stainedglass #explorepage https://www.instagram.com/p/B7R5QRIgdnA/?igshid=1ue91342egaef

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My friend and I made a concept for an Inuyasha themed eyeshadow pallet 💛

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[hollowsart]

Concept: evil boss make up for example guzmas would be silver, black, grey and a purple, lusamine is metallics, white and a green the pallete design could be so cool! Siloette of the boss and their signature Pokemon? Team symbol? The world is an oyster!

I’M LISTENING I have so little money BUT I AM ALL EARS

Aether makeup would be a basic white with gold while green pink/purple and silver would be for the branch chiefs and president.

Rocket makeup would be a basic black with a nice deep velvety red and some dark silver. Various extra colors such as pink, navy, teal, and green can be found for the grunts. While for the executives you get white, a candy apple red, a beautiful turquoise blue, a turquoise green, and a nice lilac purple. For the boss you get a much deeper black and a metallic selection of blacks with tints of red, blue, green, and purple in it. The rainbow rocket variety just gets you all colors of the rainbow plus a grey-scale. no brown however.

and so on. They’d have their own little team logos on the packages and the makeup would be of various types: Lipsticks, eyeshadows, blushes, etc.

Another wonderful idea would be if Nintendo made top quality Team Uniform designed/inspired clothes for people to buy. For one, it’d make cosplays easier for people who can’t make their own things from scratch. Not to mention it’d be really cool to walk around and see people wearing Aqua tanks and Skull tanks.

Make more backpacks/bags that have the team logos on them too! Heck, for Magma and Aqua they could have 2 variations where they are the simple base colors of Red and Blue OR the Aqua has the blue and white tank top stripes and Magma has the red and black sweater stripes.

Aether could have a little satchel bag/purse that looks like the fanny packs/pockets the Aether Employees wear!

ALSO TEAM GRUNT INSPIRED SHOES!!! GIVE ME!!! THE ROCKET GO-GO BOOTS!! THE AETHER SNEAKERS!!

Enamel pins and patches of the logos would be so good too!!

[youtuberswithalex]

PRVL V1C4: A Bump In The Road (BTS)

Be sure to read Chapter Four before you read this: spoilers are ahead!

Remnant things that are relevant this chapter:

-Beacon Academy (Be VERY CAREFUL on this one, as there are a ton of RWBY spoilers, and in turn, a lot of PRVL spoilers…)

(I owe you folks an apology- I promised art of the design of their dorm, but it completely slipped my mind this week. I promise I will have it done for next week’s chapter. I apologize again.)

Here’s the concept art I’ve drawn for Team PRVL!

These designs were one of the first things I did when I was planning this fic. I did my best to keep their distinctive features from the vlogs (Patton’s cardigan into his cloak, Roman’s sash into his ammo carrier, Virgil’s eyeshadow staying the same, Logan’s tie into his necklace), and to keep their color pallets pretty close to the same. I used this dress up game to help me get an idea for them and most of the other characters, and then (kind of) individualized the designs from there.

Why is Roman covered in scars?

Growing up in a family of Hunters or Hunters in training, it was common for him to get into spars and fights with his siblings. Sometimes, things would go too far, as fights with siblings often do (speaking from experience). As you will (eventually) see, all of the Reptilia siblings are also covered.

What about Logan?

Reasons.

Onto the Chapter Notes!!

Why make Patton the leader?

Typically, whoever has the first letter of the team name is the leader. Ruby in RWBY, Jaune in JNPR, Calanthe in CTLN, etc. We have yet to see a team where that isn’t the case, so I rolled with it. Also because Patton is Dad, so it fit.

Why aren’t any of the others upset about not being named leader?

Neither Virgil nor Logan want to be in the spotlight, each for their own reasons, so they’ve got nothing against this choice. As for Roman, he’s watched all three of his older siblings agree or disagree with the decision in almost every direction it could have gone: while his oldest brother got team leader when he wanted it, neither Trix nor Anole got what they wanted. Trix desperately wanted to be the leader but didn’t get it, and Anole desperately didn’t want to be team leader but was named so anyway. Roman watched the two of them deal with both ends of the spectrum and learned from them on how he needed to react in the case of either. On top of that, he trusts Ozpin to make a good decision, due to all of his siblings flourishing at Beacon.

So… Team BYRD?

Yes! This is a sketch of the poster that Team PRVL now has hanging on their door:

The photo for the poster was taken years ago, when the girls were fresh out of Beacon and starting to become incredibly popular. Now, the two that are alive are around the same age as Team PRVL’s parents. The girl in green passed away about six years before the events of this fic, and the girl in pink passed away around five years prior to that.

How many classes does PRVL have together?

Okay, so I made a full schedule of what classes they have when at Beacon for this semester:

You can probably read this fic without knowing the schedules but I spent a LOT of time working on that, like half a day, so I wanted to share it

Each class is an hour long, with 15 minutes between each one, and an extra fifteen minutes added onto that at noon for a lunch break. Similar to American college, not everyone has class in every single block, but I imagine first years have way more classes than upperclassmen to get the general education classes out of the way so that they have more time for missions and such when they get older.

Where did Roman go after his argument with Patton?

Out on a fly around campus, no where particular in mind.

The Yellow Lotus? Thunder Cross? Rubber Maid??? What are they talking about, and why do they have such terrible names???

Super heroes! Logan and Virgil have found a common interest in super hero comic books, and they have wildly different opinions on who’s stronger. (The names are ones that I pulled out of my butt, hence why a brand of Tupperware was thrown in there. I thought it was funny *shrug*)

Does the floating water bottle have something to do with Patton’s semblance?

Yup! When Patton is sad, liquids start to float and hover around him. The sadder he is, the more determined that liquid will be, and heavier liquids can begin to float, like slime or cake batters. This is why it took until then for the water bottle to lift into the air: he became upset enough that the water was so determined to lift that it was able to pick up the plastic bottle it was in.

That’s it for this chapter! If there’s anything else you need me to clarify or explain, or if you have any questions at all, my ask is always open! The next update will be on Sunday, Feb. 25, and the BTS will include concept art for Trix and the layout of their dorm (apologies again).

Until next time, take it easy, guys, gals, and nonbinary pals. I hope you have a wonderful week!

[makeuptipsnskinc]

10 best gifts for new moms

10 best gifts for new moms

Shopping for a new mum present can be extremely difficult.   That bottle of bubbly or glittering eyeshadow pallet doesn’t appear fairly applicable for a time-strapped new father or mother.   And it’s notoriously tough to withstand the urge to purchase a less-than-memorable bunch of flowers.   But worry not, as we’ve collated the last word record of recent mum present concepts from pampering…

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Eyeshadow Palette Make-up Established – 14 Colours Long Long lasting Eye Shadow Matte Nude Shimmer Makeup Pallet with Brush, Highly Pigmented Vibrant Powder Water-proof Eye Shadow, Concept Reward for Fans (Shimmer) - https://www.arch2u.com/?p=35422

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Makeup Review : The Sweetest Eyeshadow Palette

Greetings, beauties!

Sorry about the long hiatus and less post these days. But I’m back with something wonderful! It’s by a drugstore indie brand Beauty Creations. This product had already stolen the heart of so many beauty junkies at the first appearance of this item! The theme of the line is called “Sweet Collection”. Let me make you drool for more sweetness below!

Look just how eye- catching and cute the packaging is! Actually there is another eyeshadow palette in this line called Sugar Sweets Eyeshadow Palette. They also launch tiny highlighters called Sweet Baked Pops Highlight Palette and a bunch of collection of lip metals. But again, on student budget I could only purchase one. The pink one it is!

PACKAGING (3/3)

The actual tin packaging for this palette has embossed patterns as you could see above. I love that they make the packaging looks like kids’ tin pencil case that make loud noise when it’s dropped. It also has magnetic case to make sure it’s fully shutted, because quality of the eyeshadows lies on the storage too. I also apreciate the safety plastic label to ensure the eyeshadow is in “mint in sealed box” condition. While the design might be too much for some people, I personally love the packaging. It’s so sturdy I don’t worry about them breaking when I am travelling.

PRODUCT DESIGN (2/3)

I hate to say this, but judging by it’s cover, this “sweets” line is not a fresh concept. There is already a candy-themed and chocolate- themed line from other brand, Too Faced. But! They did not copy the design of the color nor the packaging per se and that’s good. The sockets design might remind you of the Too Faced ones, if you’re familiar with their Chocolate Bar series. Honestly, when I look very closely, the art is not likely made for top brand makeups (more like a design for actual pencil case). The font selection are not special and the back of the packaging is very plain. Nevertheless, it’s still eye- catching and nice enough.

INGREDIENTS VALUE (2/3)

Yes, I could see clearly the concerns of you guys (and me too). There is Talc, Mineral Oil (Paraffinum Liquidium), and Fragrance. For some beauty junkies with picky skins, you might want to reconsider or test on the back of your ears with small batches first. These are the ingredients that sometimes irritate people with very sensitive skins. In case you’re using it anyway (I use them on daily basis as well) you could use good eye primer as a barrier. No worries now!

These ingredients is NEVER tested on animals. This is a good news because they are cruelty- free product. But be aware too, the product itself made in PRC (People's Republic of China). The regulations of product that SOLD (not made)  in China that they’re must be tested on animals. I haven’t confirmed the legitimacy of their “cruelty- free” claim yet. But let’s assume they’re totally cruelty- free!

PRODUCT QUALITY (3/3)

This is my first time buying a complete, big set of eyeshadow. For my first palette, this palette does wonderful! It exceeds my expectation! All of the colors are pigmented enough, no fallout and stay put for long time (>4 hours) on my lids.

The color selections are warm to neutral tones. I really like the color selections of this palette better than on the Sugar Sweets ones because of the colder tones. While the range is limited on the reds/ natural colors, this pallete is very versatile for day and night look.

SWATCHES

Personal fave color : candy apple/ lollipop/ live saver/ candy.

VALUE FOR MONEY (3/3)

The website price is $18.99 but I got mine cheaper from a bulk- buying shop at IDR 170.000,00. Since I use this palette on my daily basis, I think this worth my money and motivate me going to class earlier. I just wish they released more cutesy, affordable and high quality product like this!

This is a long post, congrats we’re done for today ^^.

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