#lippenstifte

[kaltes-ich]

Ich trage letzte Male und ein'n Fleck in Farbe

Deines Lippenstifts, der auf mein'n Rippen sitzt

Seit heut sind wir nie mehr, Atem schwer, mein Herz liegt quer

Such' zu tief im Glas nach dir, wie wär's? Ich fahr' zu dir.

Berq - PIROUETTEN | me

[naiswelt]

L’Oréal Paris Infaillible Matte Resistance Nude Lippenstift

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[jeanasbeautybites]

Do you wear lipstick? Or does it wear on you? That is one thing I ❤️ about the lip colors from Color Street: they stay on your lips!!! This is the newest shade: Heartthrob and is available while supplies last. It is a vibrant pink, that is sure to get you and your lips noticed!!! Grab one or check out the amazing collection of other lip products by going to the link on my bio or jeanasbeautybites.com #lips #lipproducts #lipstick #lippen #lippenstift #colorstreet #Heartthrob #pink #Rosa #lipsticks #lip #colorstreetlips #colorstreetlipstick #ohiosttylist #pinklip #pinklips #pinklipstick #pinkpinkpink #tryitsampling (at Lancaster, Ohio) https://www.instagram.com/p/Covjdhbpi8m/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[icecoldlatte]

En gelukkig

Kwiek gekwetter van vogels Buiten moedigt mij opdringerig aan Gehaast Doe ik mijn lippenstift op De vogels zijn er vandaag Weer niet om mij te helpen Optuigen voor de dag Ik kan ze niets verwijten Op dit gewetenloze tijdstip Met mijn vliegend tapijt Nog aan de lader Stap ik in mijn hakken Zo goed als vleugels Zo goed als nieuw Treed ik de wereld tegemoet Zelf

[partyladyofficial]

In diesem Video, habe Ich das erste mal Foundation ausprobiert und habe Mich vorher nochmal rasiert.

[sweetnicethings]

Stralende lippen: met Mádara lippenstift

Als je mij al langer volgt, weet je dat ik dol ben op lippenstift, maar ook op haarbanden. Onlangs werd ik door een PR bureau benaderd of ik een van de producten van Mádara wilde testen. Natuurlijk wil ik dat; het is een lippenstift geworden.Continue reading Untitled

[inside4u-shopping]

Lippenstift und Lip Liner Set. Matte Oberfläche, langanhaltend, wasserabweisend, Verschiedene Farben. https://supercent.company.site/Lippenstifte-Und-Lip-Liner-Set-p578128154

[redspamedia]

DOUGLAS und Tijen Onaran ermutigen Frauen zum selbstbewussteren Auftreten

Europas führender Anbieter für Premium Beauty und Unternehmerin Tijen Onaran setzen gemeinsam ein Zeichen für das Selbstbewusstsein von Frauen: Anlässlich des Weltfrauentags am 8. März 2023 launchen sie den limitierten Lippenstift „Red Tijen“, der in den deutschen Stores und online erhältlich sein wird. Tijen Onaran symbolisiert Female Empowerment in Deutschland wie kaum eine andere. Die…

[saniunperfekt]

Das ganze ✨Make-Up 25% günstiger?! Ist das ein Traum? 🥰Nein, es ist eines der Angebote bei FM, die können und ganz schön überraschen oder? 😉💄 ⏰Das Angebot gilt am 02.12.2022 ab 10:00 Uhr bis 23:59 Uhr, solange der Vorrat reicht! *Im Angebot nehmen Produkte teil, die sich im Online Shop hinter dem Angebot Banner befinden . wa.link/sandraneu . . #Beauty #makeup #Maskara #lippenstift #Düfte #Prozente https://www.instagram.com/p/ClqRYksDDWY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[naiswelt]

L’Oréal Paris Infaillible Matte Resistance 665 First Move

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[swordsonnet]

Hallo mein Name ist Ebenholz Dunkel'heit Demenz Raben Weg und ich habe langes ebenholz-schwarzes Haar (so habe ich meinen Namen gekriegt) mit lila Strähnen und roten Spitzen das bis zur Mitte meines Rückens geht und eisblaue Augen wie durchsichtige Tränen und viele Leute sagen mir, dass ich wie Alma Unterwindseite aussehe (A. d. A.: wenn du nich weist wer sie ist dann verpiss dich von hier!). Ich bin nicht mit Gerhard Weg verwandt, aber ich wünschte ich wäre es, weil er ein verdammt heißer Feger ist. Ich bin ein Vampir, aber meine Zähne sind gerade und weiß. Ich habe blasse weiße Haut. Ich bin auch eine Hexe, und ich gehe auf eine Zauberschule namens Schweinwarzen in England, wo ich in der siebten Jahrgangsstufe bin (ich bin siebzehn). Ich bin ein Grufti (falls das euch nicht klar war) und ich trage vor allem schwarz. Ich liebe Heißes Thema und kaufe dort alle meine Klamotten. Heute zum Beispiel trug ich ein schwarzes Korsett mit passender Spitze drum herum und einen schwarzen Leder-Minirock, rosa Netzstrümpfe und schwarze Springerstiefel. Ich trug schwarzen Lippenstift, weiße Grundierung, schwarzen Augenkonturenstift und roten Lidschatten. Ich ging aus Schweinwarzen raus. Es schneite und regnete, also war keine Sonne da, worüber ich sehr glücklich war. Viele Popper starrten mich an. Ich zeigte ihnen den Stinkefinger.

[ww2yaoi]

Lippenstift • ORIGIN Dutch • (noun) lipstick • From lip (“lip”) +‎ en +‎ stift (“stick”) Joe and Web have a conversation for the first time in Eindhoven.

[evidenceof]

RPF Services Edition Fic Rec:  lippenstift by @ww2yaoi (moonrocks on AO3)

Fandom: Band of Brothers Relationships and Characters: Webgott, Joseph Liebgott/David Webster

"Oh, he fucking saw it alright," kinda lives in my mind like the upstairs neighbor banging on drums at 3AM. The lust and longing that edges both you and Joe Liebgott sponsored by lipstick stains on Web's (pretty) face. If you don't mind ripping off your arm watching these two size each other up for a fraction of what feels like infinity, then you'll have a great time reattaching your limbs and sucking in the secondhand smoke that is Joe and Web resisting. Sluttiest thing a man can do is be caught lacking while staring at your lips in the ETO.

I know I say this about every fic, but I actively have to stop thinking about lippenstift to stay a functioning member of society. Meg's Webgott, unsurprisingly, is pitch perfect. So good.

Art featured is a mock up I based off of Armed Services Editions. I used elements from the original book cover for Dracula by Bram Stoker, fonts from the time period, and detail is Peacock's lipstick stained cheek in Eindhoven from EP 4 (heh).

[haveyouheardthisband]

[joonlaksme]

Sign Here: Chapter Two

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Summary: All of Min Yoongi’s partners never knew what he truly wanted. Too scared to tell them to their face, he decides to just invest into a professional. He didn’t know you were exactly what he was looking for.

Pairing: Min Yoongi X Reader

-> Genre: Yoongi x Dominatrix!reader, Smut (later)

-> Warnings for this Chapter: Sexual insinuation, alcohol, Yoongi has tattoos

-> Word Count: 1500+

A/N: Took too long because editing is such a bore but it is finally out. Enjoy!

Chapter 2: Yucca Flower

The next time the two of you meet, it’s in one of your favorite restaurants. You only bring your cutest clients there so truly, it’s rare for anyone you work with or work for to know of this place. In addition, it was your treat. It was a place that was made for private conversations with blocked seating areas to hide from onlookers. The ideal place to talk about more serious matters. You did not want to talk about private matters and risk odd stares and quirked eyebrows.

“You would probably like that…” You find yourself muttering out loud as you gaze at his written files.

Yoongi looks up from his glass of wine, “Sorry?” 

You straighten yourself up along with the papers and set them aside. Leaning back into the comfort of the expensive chair, you stare at the man and  make sure to make him feel as vulnerable as you can before talking a bit louder, “My—you are just a mess, aren’t you?”

You look away from him to stare back at the papers but you don’t need to look at him to know he’s embarrassed. You see his arm raise to rub the back of his neck in the corner of your eye. Then you focus and you recall what details he highlighted in your contract. Just staring at them gave you thrills of anticipation. “Since I know you’re new to BDSM, let’s start with something basic. Do you have any safe words in mind?” 

He proudly pulls one of his sleeves up and points out one of his tattoos. There lay spiky leaves and in the bed of it all were small and elegant white flowers. They faced down in fully bloomed form, stacked and held by the stem. “I was thinking of something like this. It’s called yucca and this is its flower. I thought…” And it seems like he looks up to you for your approval before he continues, “I thought it was pretty enough to not be awkward but misplaced enough to take us out of it.” His eyes shift as he waits for what you have to say. 

Moments pass by of silence and he starts to fiddle with his nerves before you state your opinion. What will you say? Why does he feel the need to have your approval when he’s never felt this way before for anyone? He thinks maybe it has something to do with him having to be more truthful and exposed (in more ways than one soon enough) near you. When he looks at you, he’s nervous because he knows what you imply.

 “I think it’s very pretty sounding. It encompasses you.” You tapped your pen against your lips before placing it down on the wooden table gently. “My safe word is lippenstift. It’s German so please remember it by the next time we meet. It has to be pronounced properly. I’m going to give you this paper to write down things you’d like to be called and things that you would not like to be called. You can also say it out loud if you’d like. I’d like to think I have a fairly decent memory.” A lie. “What do you think?” 

“This might seem like a stupid question but…you have a safe word too?”

You smile and lean against your hand, “Of course. Think about it, hm? What would happen if you did something not discussed in the contract or something outside of my comfort zone? We couldn’t continue just because you feel like it.” Then you straighten up. “I follow the rules strictly and I’m a strong believer in verbal and physical consent. Understand?” 

He nods without hesitation. After realizing he had nodded, he found it odd how it came so naturally. Of course, he knew something didn’t feel right in the bedroom with his past partners but, he never knew he would be so willing to follow someone’s lead. This was a shot in the dark; maybe that turned into a possibility. Research led him to where he is now.

“About the names, I want to write it down. Not sure if I have it in me to say them out loud here.”

“No problem.” You hand over a sheet of paper and a separate pen from your bag. “Can you start by writing down words you’d like to be called and we can start from there?” 

For a moment, it seems like he spaces out. His eyebrows are scrunched in confusion for what you can only guess is from your most recent action. He may be wondering why you decided to take out a more typical ball pen for him to use rather than the fountain pen you were holding before. But before you can explain, he begins to write down things. 

When he gives you the paper back, you note the pet names that you are familiar with calling your previous clients. As you look at them, you can’t help but cover your mouth subtly to hide the grin you were wearing. Reading the names made you realize you could go all out with this one.

“Which one would you say turns you on the most?” You take a sip of your water. You aren’t allowed to drink alcohol while you work so this is the next best thing. 

You notice the redness pop up on his ears. He was blushing, how cute. “My love…is nice. Uh- I like typical domestic names like…”

“Darling?” You reach your hand out, palm facing up. He looks up from his crossed hands to look at the invitation. Without any further thought that might hold him back, he holds your hand. It’s a gentle landing and he doesn’t attempt to intertwine them but he does get a tiny bit of grip on yours.  By the way he doesn't meet your eyes, you can tell the contact was getting to him. He feels warm to the touch, palms soft but fingertips rough and nails flat. You graze your thumb down his hand before asking in a whispered voice, “Do you play an instrument?” 

Then you unexpectedly lift his hand to your lips, kissing the knuckle. 

“Y-Yeah.” He exhaled shakily. “A little bit of piano.”

You’ve never been so interested in a client before. A man who was so easily swayed and fell at your feet. A little bit of physical contact and he’s flustered. Something like that makes you curious as to how his previous partners thought of him as a dominant man. 

You curb your curiosity. You usually never need to but you have to remind yourself that this is all business. 

“So, from what I’ve read, you enjoy being degraded and praised. Is that something you can do in one session or are they for different occasions?” 

By the way his pupils widen, you can notice how nervous he’s becoming. “I…uhm…” It’s clear he isn’t used to talking out loud about what he enjoys sexually. 

You squeeze his hand and hum a ‘mhm’ to let him know that you are listening. What you want more than anything is his trust before you start anything. That is one of the most important things in having a BDSM relationship. 

“I prefer it on different days. If I’m not feeling great that day, I like being called a good boy and things like that.” He looks up from his glass. “But any other day, I prefer to be degraded.” 

Just then, there’s a ringing sound. 

“Come in.” You say, keeping your eyes on the man.

A woman in uniform walks in, eyes lifting from the two plates in her hand and glued to you. Placing the food on the table, she stares at you and pushes her hair behind her ear, showing hints of blushing on her ear lobe. When you finally tear your gaze from Yoongi, you nod toward her as a way of expressing thanks. Not once do you let go of his hand even when it begins to get clammy with nerves. The waitress nods back and walks away, shutting the door behind her. 

“Alright.” You pick up the pen from his side and write down his words while struggling to hide a grin. You have learned from many mistakes that everything should be written down, no matter how trustworthy a person seems. This business is a dangerous one and if you aren’t serious about it, it can stab you in the back. “Now I should add there are some things I cannot do or things that I would need extra payment for. However, from reading your contract, I don’t think that should be a problem. I enjoy that you choose to build your way up to more intense things as this relationship develops.” You set papers aside, “How are you feeling?”

Yoongi pushes his hair back with his free hand and meets your eyes, “I’m a bit anxious. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“Maybe I can help?” You suggest. 

For a moment, his brain stutters, “I…I would rather save that for closed doors if that’s okay.” He can’t meet your eyes.

You pick his hand up from the table and before his knuckles meet your lips, you flip it to his palm and rest your chin there. “Perfectly fine. We are here to talk about boundaries after all.”

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