#his makeup
Explore tagged Tumblr posts
Text
#I’m obsessed with Toshiya but Die is uuuggfhhhhhhhhh#his hair#his makeup#he looks perfect Helpppppp#dir en grey#die
8 notes
·
View notes
Text
i feel unwell.
26 notes
·
View notes
Text
they threw orpheus in the band kiss and twinkified him😭
MY BOY WHAT HAVE THEY DONE TO MY BOY
#hades game#orpheus#orpheus has my entire heart#but his hair#his makeup#his voice#my boy what have they done to my boy
2 notes
·
View notes
Text
Thighs save lives<3
#thigh squish#thigh g4p#thigh g@p#thigh garter#thigh hi socks#thighspo#thigh tattoo#egirl#tumblr girls#soft egirl#waifugirl#alternative girl#soft grunge#egirl makeup#softcore#best waifu#thick thickwhite girls#thick thicc#thickthigssavelives#thick and tatted
5K notes
·
View notes
Text
:) 🖤
@mlsecretsanta gift for @thequeenofspace! happy belated holidays and apologies for the delay, had a serious family emergency followed by sickness! I had so much fun making this though, was so excited to finally draw these two 🖤 hope you enjoy!!!
#i absolutely believe emo marinette went home and made dolls after seeing the ladybug & chat noir dolls#im assuming adrien's room is the preferred hang out space in this universe#so this is his room and that is his ladybug doll#also obsessed with his quiet blushy personality#assume that when they detransform she laughs at his half-finished makeup cause they forgot what they were doing before they left#and he deserves it for poorly-timed teasing her mid-battle or something#there's the fanfic#ml secret santa 2023#ml secret santa#miraculous ladybug#ml paris special#adrienette#emo love square#emodrien#my art#my ml comics
13K notes
·
View notes
Text
"(Sigh) We'll continue this another ti- mmf?!"
With a guy like Jamil, you really gotta pick up the slack sometimes. No tie to pull on though, so I guess we'll just have to use that hoodie!
(Inspired by this artwork by オレコ on Pixiv!)
Bonus Jamil for the rest of the day:
#my art#twisted wonderland#twst#jamil viper#jamil viper x yuu#oc#twst oc#shiokawa mayu#jamimayu#this was well worth losing sleep for#when i say i locked in#ill probably add more tags later when i wake up but like#the moment i remembered that set of images existed the other day#i was like#wait thats them#i gotta redraw#cue a few days of me drawing basically nothing but this#enjoy their first proper kiss#and kabedon ig#girls who look shy but are actually really forward my beloved#if its not obvious she's pulling him downward in the last pic#gotta compensate for that height diff u see#edit: forgot his eye makeup in the last one literally unviewable#and some other small fixes
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
JAEMIN // EUNCHAE'S STAR DIARY EP. 17
356 notes
·
View notes
Text
kirishima shoots up like a weed during his years at UA and in the years after.
by the time he’s well into his career as a pro hero, he’s taller than all of his friends, taller than most people he knows. (not as tall as fatgum, who’s still a good 45 centimeters above him—but maybe he’s okay with it after seeing how many times fat’s bumped his head on doorframes.)
kirishima’s taller than you. he knows you like the height difference, knows because you like it when he bends down to kiss you, when he puts his arms around you so you’re wrapped up in him. but there’s one downside about your height difference that he doesn’t have the heart to tell you about.
for dates, you spend a lot of time getting ready—doing your makeup, styling your hair, picking out your clothes. he likes to hangout with you as you get ready, admires the skill it takes for you to do all these things to end up looking so nice. he always makes sure to tell you how beautiful you look.
but once you’re both out the door and walking to your destination—he stops being able to see all your hard work.
he can only see the top of your head, really. your shoulders, some.
“sorry,” he tells you once this fact slips out one night as you’re both taking a walk around a park after dinner. he looks at you with worried eyes, biting his lip.
you stare at him for a long moment, blinking rapidly, then slap a hand over your mouth as you burst out laughing.
he’s relieved, if not a little confused, as you move forward to hug him tightly, still laughing.
“if anything, i’m sorry about the view,” you tell him, grinning, looking up into his face.
he shakes his head, saying earnestly, “no, no! the view’s great! the top of your head is very cute. but it’s, like, 5% of you, so! i wish i could see all of you at once, always.”
you snort, smiling. you reach up and grip the front of his shirt, tugging him down towards you gently.
“c’mere, you. only you would call the top of someone’s head cute,” you say, then kiss him.
#after writing for bakugou so much kiri told me ‘hi!! what about me? 🥺’#the best boy#kirishima eijiro x reader#kirishima eijirou x reader#kirishima x reader#kirishima x you#bnha x reader#jess scribbles#bnha#this can be read as fem reader#even tho anyone can wear makeup
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
The realization that fizz isn't just wearing clown makeup like I thought, but his whole face is scarred and his beak thingy is the undamaged skin that was protected by the clown nose
#helluva boss#fizzarolli#love him sm#for some people talking about his makeup this post was made before mammon's episode was released
10K notes
·
View notes
Text
shoutout to idw transformers for having drift
#i just wanted to do like.his makeup and his big ears moving a bit like how i imagine it#my art#tf idw#drift#also shoutout to idw transformers for having the least animatable designs what th ehll i spent 5 hours between 2 keys
4K notes
·
View notes
Text
WOOYOUNG 240925 Paris Fashion Week
#ateez#wooyoung#atzsource#ateezedit#ateezgif#kpopccc#kpopco#ultkpopnetwork#malegroupsnet#dailybg#wooyoungedit#jung wooyoung#myedit#really liked his styling. makeup was 10/10.. and i love how he couldn't stop the smile ankjsi
2K notes
·
View notes
Text
I’m a Size Medium, Thanks.
Danny is irritated. No actually he is beyond irritated. He is annoyed, he is frustrated, he is…. He’s really fricking irritated and can’t be bothered to remember any more of Jazz’s SAT words.
He continues his glare out the window as he searches for his straw with his mouth.
He just- where is it- thinks it’s a stupid fricking-stupid ass milkshake-he shouldn’t have to basically-gah! Danny snaps his head down to find his suddenly missing straw, only to successfully poke it directly into his eye.
“Ow! Fricken-“ He groans, throwing his head back, and putting his hands to his face, “Mother-tucker, Holy Taming of A Shrew!” He pounds his free hand not cradling his eye on the table, trying not to make more of a scene. Of course, this utterly fails because it immediately tips over his milkshake glass with a clatter as it spills onto his pants, making him jump up with enough force to knock the table over and drop the milkshake glass the rest of the way to the floor.
Danny stares at it with blurry vision and a watery eye. He sighs, “At least-“
The glass shatters.
Danny sighs again, deeper. “Of course.”
He looks up at the restaurant around him. Noticing the many, many people staring at him.
Wonderful.
Danny grimaces, “Sorry, I so didn’t mean for that to happen, uh-“ Danny reaches to straighten the table, fumbling for a second before it stands upright, he steps away from it, “If there’s any way I can help or.. like fix it. I can pay for the cup..” a server comes over to him, “if you want..?”
The server’s dead eyes don’t waver as they silently place a wet floor sign over the spilled milkshake.
“Thanks.”
“Uh huh.”
The server walks away, leaving Danny to sigh all on his own. He leans over to grab his backpack from the booth, checking it over for milkshake before slinging it on his back, thankfully clean.
He makes it one step forward before he feels the floor go out from under him. Ah gravity. His greatest enemy. This is karma for all those times he’s ignored it, isn’t it?
The wind is knocked out of him when his back slams to the floor, cushioned by the dulcet sounds of his bag crunching against broken glass.
He looks up at the wet floor sign.
The man on the yellow plastic mocks him.
Danny sighs.
He curses his stupid luck.
He curses this stupid city.
Then he curses himself because he knows any of this stupid city’s curses end up affecting him anyways.
Danny gets to his feet, ignoring the feeling of milkshake on his hands and his… everywhere.
He trudges out of the diner without looking back. At least he’d already paid for it.
He grimaces at the milkshake handprint on the door, trying to wipe it away with his shirt and only succeeding in making it worse.
Danny catches the eyes of the server inside, staring at him, eyes progressively more annoyed.
Danny puts his hands up in surrender and backs away.
Directly into a person. Only his milkshake covered self prevents him from being hit with anything more than the man’s scathing glare.
He puts his hands back up and moves away to dodge everybody else on the sidewalk. Along with the occasional ghost. Visible only to him of course.
By the time he has managed to escape the sidewalks into an alley, he is certain there is a trail of slightly sticky businessmen behind him.
Danny crouches to swing his backpack down in front of him and take stock. Okay, he could put his sweatshirt on over it… but it would also get ruined… damn it.
Danny looks around, checking every inch of the alley for cameras and then backing himself into a corner just to be safe. The flicker of intangibility is barely noticeable except for the wet squelch of milkshake remnants dropping to the alley floor. Lovely.
And of course, the flash of every single Gotham ghost in the area becoming visible and almost tangible for a split second. Also… lovely. There’s a couple startled shouts on the street.
Maybe an alleyway was not the best place for that.
Danny slides his sweatshirt on over his shirt to at least pretend like he was covering a mess and then shimmies out of the alley while trying to make as little contact with ghosts as possible.
He’s almost completely certain he looks crazy as all get out if the stare he gets from a passerby means anything.
Of course… now he’s left glaring across the street again.
He can feel the Infini-Map burning a hole in his backpack. It said this was the next place a natural portal would open and get him back home.
It just didn’t say… when that portal would open.
But of course, it’ll be right in the middle of somebody’s store. Usually not an issue. Except again, this stupid city’s curses are attracted to his energy, so of course the store couldn’t be literally ANYTHING ELSE!
Danny glares at the stupid fricking sign and the stupid predictable pun and the stupid neon hand in the front window waving at him.
‘The Claire Witch Project: psychic, medium, and Claire-voyant’
Danny is on day three of simultaneously avoiding the entire building while remaining close enough he can be there when the portal forms.
He is dirty, tired, and running out of money. In short, Danny is starting to lose hope on this endeavor.
The worst part?
He has the perfect solution.
There’s a pathetic little piece of printer paper taped to the inside of the window.
‘Help wanted’
When he’d first gotten here, Danny had followed the infini-map all the way to this horrific city, seen the sign, and turned a quick 180. He’d rather die again thanks.
He’d smacked into two billboards just coming into the city, and there was literally no stars, why would he want to stay here till the portal opened when he could just find another?
Except.. Danny’s eye twitches dangerously as he thinks back on it- except there wasn’t another portal. This was it. For the foreseeable future, he either caught this portal or was stranded for whoever knows how much longer.
Danny sighs again and dreads his continued existence. He looks both ways on the street, takes a step forward, nearly gets run over, steps back, and turns for the nearest crosswalk.
Fine. He could follow rules if it meant increasing his chances of leaving.
He tries to hold in the sigh this time, he really does, he swears.
Not the one before he opens the shop door though, that sigh deserved freedom from his trials. It joins the myriad of whispy translucent shades lingering in the store. Because of course there was just enough spiritual energy in here for them to be visible to him.
“Hey there!” A girl in loose fitting colorful clothing appears from behind a corner, “I’m Claire! How can I help your life journey today?” He can see the way her bulky crystal hair accessories sway with her movements. What was he getting into here again?
Danny tries to ignore the incense shoving itself up his nose as he speaks, “Hey, I was…” He was really doing this huh? “Hoping that the help wanted position is still available?”
The girl looks him over as she moves to the back of the checkout counter. The clear observation makes him nervous, and he takes his hands out of his pockets to try and look marginally more… candidate-able.
“You have experience?”
“Sure d-“ He wants to throw up in his own mouth, ancients this is so cringe, just let him die, “Sure do!” He says through choked back vomit and false cheer, “I’m a…” -barf- “I’m a medium.”
“Oh don’t worry about that, you don’t need a uniform, I don’t need your size silly!”
Danny blinks. What? Also. What?
“Wait-I’m hired?”
Claire pauses from getting something from under the counter, “Didn’t I already say that?”
“Uh…” Danny’s eyes dart around the shop, “No?”
“Oh well, you are, you have the right vibes, don’t worry,” she slides a few papers onto the glass counter, and Danny is abruptly, horrifically reminded he has no legal documents to speak of here. He thinks. He hasn’t actually checked.
Crap.
“Of course, most of my clients pay in cash, so I’ll pay you in cash too just to make it easier, and any crystal sales I’ll just add to it. Sound good?”
“Sure?” Oh no, is this gonna be Danny’s first real job? “But I don’t know anything about crystals. I have a goth friend but she’s not into that stuff.”
Claire waves his comment away, “Oh no worries, I can leave a packet.”
Danny nods, “Thank- wait, sorry. Leave?”
Claire laughs, pulling out a bag from behind her counter, “Yes I leave for a trip in two days. Family things you know,”
Danny feels like his brain is being scrambled, “Oh, what, what happened? Is everything okay?”
Claire looks at him, blinking wide, “What? Why would anything have happened?”
“Because… you said, you were leaving for-“
“Just don’t want to get caught in a bad position, you know how it is.”
Some of the shades stir in the air, their misty movements twitching with agitation enough to draw his eye for a second.
“Right. Well I’m glad I came when I did then,” Danny says, because he still doesn’t want to be rude.
Claire smiles at him.
Danny pats his hands against his sides awkwardly, trying not to look up at the movement of the shades intertwined with incense smoke at the ceiling.
There’s a little jingle behind him, which he belatedly realizes is the door when Claire moves to greet them before he can even turn around.
“Ms. Jives! Wonderful to see you! How’s the goldfish?”
Ms. Jives turns out to be a slightly older woman, maybe early seventies with a cane but she looks good. The coffee brown hair is almost certainly a dye job but it frames her wrinkled face well.
“Oh Jim is lovely dear, much better this way, I bought him a new plant just the other day, he just loves it.”
“Good, here for your reading right?”
“I am! But you can finish up with your customer first if you need,” Ms. Jives says. Claire waves her concern away.
“No need, this is Danny, I just hired him, he has a similar mystical connection.”
“Oh that’s lovely,” Ms. Jives says as she passes by him, “Would you like to come with dear? Claire is going to do a reading for me.”
Danny grimaces, “Sure.”
In the end, by the time Ms. Jives makes it slowly to the back room, Danny is trying to think of where he’s gonna sleep tonight. He mostly zones out when Claire dims the lights and starts talking nonsense.
All he heard was “something something card, something something magician something reversed something something balance something something chihuahua.”
Ok, maybe he wasn’t listening. But he was trying to focus on not staring at the movement of the shades, and the incense was mega strong and Claire had some weird ass music playing. He’s almost certain she’s faking everything. Down to the atrociously bright bead earrings.
Danny sags when she finishes, all too happy to leave the weird little curtain covered room.
He stands in the front awkwardly while Ms. Jives pays, twiddling with the various crystals and trying to figure which ones are actually y’know.. mystical or whatever.
Answer? Surprisingly most of them. That he could tell, at least, but it’s not like he actually knows how to sense that out on purpose. He’s pretty sure a couple of the heart shaped rose quartzes are complete duds but what does he care.
He’s thoroughly bored by the time Claire calls him back over. Apparently to tell him that he’ll do a reading tomorrow.
“Tomorrow?!” Danny blurts, “Don’t you want to like- I don’t know, make sure I can- or like.. I don’t know, but tomorrow?”
Claire just smiles at him, “I believe you can handle it, trust me.”
‘Trust you? Lady, I just met you and you’ve been nothing but crazy the whole time!’ Danny wants to say, instead, he keeps his mouth shut and nods with what he’s sure is fear in his eyes.
Then she’s pressing something into his hands and when he looks down it’s a key. A key. There’s no way-
“So be here 9am sharp, Danny! You can open up and I’ll come in later!” Claire starts pushing him towards the door, “And Mr. Wayne should be waiting for you when you get here!”
Danny turns around to catch himself in the doorframe, “Mr who will be what now!? Wait, Ms. Claire, Ma’am- why-!” He stops to lower his volume and ask politely, “Why am I doing this? You don’t even know me,” Danny says, one leg still in the store.
Claire smiles, “Because the universe told me to silly! See you tomorrow! Here’s my number!” Then she slaps a sticky note to his chest with enough finality that Danny takes a step back. The door closes with a click and ring of the bell inside.
Danny stares at the door with his eye twitching for at least a minute.
What the hell did ‘the universe told me to’ even mean, you kook!?
Danny sighs and looks down at the sticky note, quickly inputting the number in his phone before something happens to it.
He’s barely hit save when he finally steps away from the shop front and…. is immediately drenched to the bone.
Because apparently it’d been pouring rain and he simply hadn’t noticed from under the awning.
He watches as blue ink slides off the sticky note in little sad face streaks.
Danny sighs.
#batman#danny phantom#batfam#danny fenton#dc#danny phantom crossover#batman and robin#bruce wayne#tim drake#jason todd#dick grayson#Richard Grayson#Timothy Drake#Damian wayne#Damian al Ghul#I need it to be explicitly clear that the girl is not wearing:hoop earrings#a hair wrap#belly dancing skirt#heavy makeup#she is very much kombucha-Yerba matte-cowry shell-rose quartz-meditation-spirituality-veggie life white girl psychic#okay#in no way does she emanate Romani psychic vibes#not because she’s culturally sensitive or anything- shes not -she’s just like this naturally#anyways#alfred pennyworth#Gotham#dpxdc#dp x dc#psychic Danny Fenton#this is a Constantine free post keep him out of this I’m sick of him and don’t want to hear about his loser personality
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
Spock's eyeshadow this, Spock's eyeshadow that, what about Quark's smokey eye, huh? We need to be talking about this.
#man gets up every morning and does his face and works customer service#we salute you quark#spuyliner (space guy eyeliner)#“I think it's just part of the creature makeup”#nope other ferengi don't have it#it's makeup#star trek ds9#ds9#quark
1K notes
·
View notes
Text
crying some real queer tears over how anxious and scared izzy was to have makeup on and sing in front of everyone but they didn’t blink an eye and just started dancing and singing with him
#my baby’s getting love and respect that he deserves#but fr he was so anxious#he’s just like me#also izzy and wee john???? wtffff the huuug#ALSO why didn’t we see how izzy asked to have his makeup be done? we were robbed#izzy hands#our flag means death#ofmd#ofmd s2 spoilers
3K notes
·
View notes
Text
trail mix of fierce deity and lu doodles
#linked universe#fierce deity#lu time#havin a crisis#lu wild#doin a leap#lu warriors#needs his makeup redone
3K notes
·
View notes