#maybe it's magic maybe it's maybelline...

[justaz]

arthur has always been suspicious of the tavern excuse for merlin’s absences, but he has no proof on the contrary and when confronted merlin either tells him outlandish tales of near death experiences that have no chance of being remotely truthful or he admits to and apologizes for slacking on his duties to get drunk. one day, he decides enough is enough and he and all the knights go to the tavern with merlin and arthur casually brings up merlin’s history in the tavern and says he could probably beat gwaine in a drinking contest. merlin tries to divert the discussion away from the idea but arthur is determined. they receive a round of drinks and arthur pushes a pint of ale into merlin’s hands with a look of challenge. merlin’s options are to either commit to the lie to hide his secret or admit to the lie and risk exposing his magic. he takes the former. merlin gives lancelot a Look and then slams back the pint of ale with a minor bit of gagging and pauses to breath. gwaine already finished his pint thirty seconds ago but its entertaining to watch merlin so he doesn’t say anything.

merlin (built like a twig, rarely drinks, lightweight) is proper sloshed. arthur is almost vindicated but he needs merlin to admit it. he orders two more pints and gives one to gwaine and the second to merlin, instigating the competition further despite the fact that gwaine won already. merlin grimaces and tries to do the same thing again but only gets a few gulps in before he folds. he slams the mug down and gives arthur a kicked puppy look before admitting and apologizing for lying. arthur is Vindicated. merlin is still wasted.

the nights wears on and merlin feels the effect of the ale more and more every minute that passes. he sits between arthur and lancelot and feels almost unbearably warm but that could be bc of the alcohol in his system, or the crowded tavern. merlin looks around and watches the people that pass their table by while the knights talk and joke and laugh amongst themselves. merlin feels relaxed and excitable now, his worries seem to have melted away and he cant seem to remember why he was always so stressed and worn down before. he sees a game of [insert game here] (i was gonna say darts but google says that game hasn’t been invented in canon time so ill leave it up to interpretation) going on and climbs over lancelot to join in.

the knights watch with amusement and anticipate merlin’s clumsy attempts at [whatever]. oddly enough tho, merlin is a fucking god at [game]. a small crowd gathers and betting pools form and then challengers approach and put money on the line to go against merlin and merlin absolutely demolishes them all. honestly if arthur didn’t know any better, he’d think merlin was using magic to win bc there was no way his bumbling fool of a servant was that good at…anything.

the challengers take their defeat with honor and grace. the audience is a huge fan of merlin and they keep buying him drinks but he just sends them to the table for the other’s to drink. many people come up to him and flirt, maybe motivated by all the money he won that night or maybe just bc he’s merlin, and when merlin responds to them he’s………..he’s a real good fucking flirt? like could put gwaine to shame and he’s rejecting them???? how can someone come across so flirtatiously while turning down offers to take various beautiful people to bed??

arthur was already itching to intervene when people were flirting with merlin but he seemed to have a handle on it so he let it slide, but then people started touching merlin and arthur’s hand had drifted to his hip where his sword was usually sheathed. however, again, merlin was very skilled at escaping the situations with little to no conflict and he came back to the table with his winnings. the knights cheer for him and order more drinks with his money which merlin is too inebriated to notice and truthfully doesn’t really care about. his eyes are on arthur and if arthur thought watching merlin flirt from afar was bad then having him up close in his personal space, hands brushing against his arms and dark eyelashes fluttering softly against his pale skin, breathing his name into the space between them and licking his full pink lips was absolute torture and the worst and best agony he couldn’t even dream up.

[fruityfroggy]

Imagine just waking up with your hair looking like this

JUST. IMAGINE.

[ayoooo3]

Imagine… that Regulus Black didn’t die that day in the cave, and instead chose to disappear, to walk away from the war and try to start again.

Imagine… that Regulus steps away from magic altogether and tries to find a place in the muggle world. Along the way he reinvents himself completely.

Imagine… 10 years down the line James stumbles into this muggle candy shop he’s heard of, where it seems like magic fills the air. His curiosity fueling the need to see it for himself.

Imagine… James getting the air knocked out of his lungs because there at the counter is his Reggie, handing out candy to customers, a smile on his face as he watches them scream and laugh and try to figure out how the candy works. James knows it’s magic even if the other customers don’t.

Imagine… Regulus looking up and seeing James, a smile creeping across his face as he presses a finger to his lips and nods towards the delighted customers.

Imagine… Regulus whispering “look at them, Jamie. If anyone can use a bit of magic, it’s them, isn’t it?”

Imagine… they get to fall in love all over again.

(This TikTok got me thinking and as always Will was there to add fuel the fire… and the perfect dialog for Reg)

[mentatss]

how she is not freezing her ass off is beyond me

[ratasum]

Maybe they're born with it. Maybe it's horrific experimentation dragon magic Maybelline.

Two handsome commanders with their incredibly glamorous ponytails. Rhenn and Wysma have some of the prettiest hair in Tyria, and I think they have the right to show it off now and then. A little gift (and accidental art trade) for @rosewoodroad!

[liminalwings]

Welcome to my tumblr. I'm Salaiek (you can call me Sal or Sala, it's cool).

This blog is mainly focused on witchcraft with a little bit of otherkin (dragonkin) stuff, and honestly whatever catches my attention because it's also my main blog.

I'm over 30, non-binary with little preference on pronouns (they/them works fine if you need me to be specific), pansexual. I'm online at no set schedule because sleep is just a suggestion.

Witchcraft things: I've had an interest since I was a wee child and got into Wicca through a family friend when I was 8. I studied and called myself Wiccan up until I was 16 when I finally decided it wasn't really my thing and moved more into Chaos magick, energy work, and general witchcraft. I've interacted with spirits/entities and energies basically for as long as I've had my interest in witchcraft; some of those entities are dragons. I've been slowly working on integrating my draconity with my practice, but it's not been easy.

Dragon things: Similarly to witchcraft, I've felt non-human also pretty much all my life (to parody Maybelline, maybe they're born with it, maybe it's Autism). I didn't figure the dragon thing out until about fifth or sixth grade, before I ever found out about otherkin. It is a purely spiritual belief, a combination of 'past life' and 'current soul influence' reasonings. Of my draconity, I'm a four-winged dragonish critter that comes from somewhere other than this Earth (I could not tell you if it's another planet or another 'realm'. It's just... not here, but similar). I was part of a clan-based species with simple human-like intelligence, and did not have magic or any sort of breath weapon. We were basically animals. The image at the top of this post is me (drawn by me).

Tags of interest:

Dragon Magic Book Reviews- I track down dragon magic books and be salty about it, mostly.

Dragon Magic- Original and reblogged posts about dragon magic. I am a nerd and enjoy writing mini-essays for myself. Sometimes people are under the impression they're interesting and helpful.

Herbarium- An old project that I may pick up again in the future. I had made it a personal mission to familiarize myself with the 'weeds' and other plants growing around me and learn about their physical and magical associations. It was also an excuse to use a calligraphy pen. Unfortunately I did not cite sources for my info. My bad.

Witchcraft and Witch Tips- self-explanatory really, tags for general witchy reblogs I found helpful.

[dhr-ao3]

LOVE ISN'T BLIND

LOVE ISN'T BLIND https://ift.tt/c6slRWx by Anonymous “Harry!” Hermione swatted his arm, feeling like his older sister. “You have to stop letting them parade you around.” “Well, I would, but now they’re doing an actual Muggle-inspired television dating show. And they want all of us on it. Me, you, Ron, Gin, the whole crew. It’ll be the first ever magical telly show!” He attempted a charming smile. “It’s about moving on, putting the past in the past, y’know…” “Harry,” Hermione said, refusing to fall for his charm. “Why the fuck would I join? Ron and I just broke up; I’m not ready to date. You know that.” “Well…sure. But Kingsley said he’s firing us all if we don’t participate.” “What!?” In which Hermione and her friends are roped into being on a dating reality TV show. Because what better way to bring the Wizarding world together than forced romance? Words: 2998, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/M Characters: Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Ginny Weasley, Ron Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Pansy Parkinson, Parvati Patil, Stan Shunpike Relationships: Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy Additional Tags: Comedy, Humor, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Reality TV, Reality TV Parody, Inspired by Love is Blind (TV), maybe she’s OOC maybe it’s maybelline, ooc Hermione Granger, ooc draco malfoy, everyone else is more or less in character, no assistant producers were harmed in the making of this fic, Dreams, Song: Dinner and Diatribes (Hozier) via AO3 works tagged 'Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy' https://ift.tt/9HLtJqz December 16, 2024 at 09:44PM

[samsammysamson]

i'm going to kiss ur face so many times

how are u so CUTE?? what the shit ???

is it magic ??????

maybe he's born with it, maybe it's maybelline..

- ⭐

More.

[snezfics-n-shit]

So uh sorry about not coming through with... anything

but I do wanna say for the first time in what feels like so long, the past couple days I've felt genuinely so happy and so good idk where it came from

maybe it's Christmas Magic, maybe it's my medication working, maybe it's Maybelline (I've never really worn makeup ever so I don't think it's that lol) but I honestly feel really great and I wanted to post about that instead of, like, ending the year with sadposting

[dyrdeer]

how does Yule make his chest fluff look like boobs?

FUCK idk i think its magic. I never thought about *how* he does it, maybe its Maybelline

[betrayedbydaylight]

Just a short drabble that decided to keep me awake…

Steve’s palms are sweaty, and he suddenly questions whether he remembered deodorant or not.

‘Did I?’

“Here Dingus, you stink.”

Oh yeah. Robin had been there to help him get ready. As overbearing as she could be sometimes, he needed her. Even if she was living out her love life vicariously through Steve. Only Eddie was Chrissy Cunningham.

“Thanks Rob.” He said softly under his breath to absolutely no one. One last look in the mirror, going down the checklist. Hair, got it. Bruises from fighting Vecna? Maybelline had that covered. Outfit? Perfect, credit to Robin Buckley. The nerve to go through with this?

The door creaked open and Dustin’s smiling face appeared through the gap. “You ready, man?”

‘He’s way too happy about this. Why aren’t I?’ He’d asked himself that question on more than one occasion. Perhaps it was his lack of an immediate response that prompted Dustin to shuffle into the room, door clicking shut softly behind him. He leaned against the bathroom counter, arms crossed over his chest.

“What?” One word, but it asked so many questions.

Steve snickered and avoided eye contact. “What do you mean what? You can’t just come in and say ‘what?’ and expect an answer that is relevant to whatever the heck you’re asking me.”

Dustin scoffed, shaking his head. “Don’t do it.”

“Don’t do what?”

“What you always do.”

“And what exactly do I always do?” Steve was in full ‘mom stance’ complete with hands on the hips and all.

“You sabotage everything good that ever happens to you because you anticipate the worst and never give the best a chance to even exist.”

Wow. That was alarmingly accurate. Even if the kid was right, Steve wasn’t about to admit it. He rolled his eyes instead and ushered Dustin toward the door.

“Stop Sally Jesse-ing me and go okay? I just need a minute.”

Oh he wanted to wipe that smug grin right off Henderson’s face. And maybe he would have if he wasn’t absolutely right. Dustin pushed away from the counter and offered Steve his arm as if he were some sort of old southern gentleman. But Steve found himself looping his arm through, an incredulous smile written all over his face.

“I don’t know why we are friends,” he teased.

“Oh but you do though!” Dustin tugged the door open, taking the option of backing out off the table. “Let’s go.”

Steve took one deep breath, and he was certainly glad he did because the moment he laid eyes on him, the air was knocked right out of him. Standing up there before all their friends and makeshift family was the one person he’d managed to find peace with since the shit hit the fan.

“One foot in front of the other.” Dustin lightly elbowed him in the ribs to remind him to actually walk.

“Right. I got this.”

He crossed the space between rows of chairs until he was passed off to the man he’d promised his heart to. Maybe it wasn’t legal, and he’d compared it to just two boys playing dress up in his head. Of all people, it had been Will that convinced him that this still mattered. It was still a proclamation of love, of intent, a promise to never walk alone again. He raised an eyebrow at Robin who had no qualms about sobbing into a wad of tissues.

“So we are here so these two knuckleheads can tie the knot and get out of what little hair I have left.” Hopper quipped, earning a soft hum of laughter across the small crowd that came together for this magical union.

“Harrington, you’re a pain in my ass. Seriously. But if you have ever done anything right in your life, I think this is it. And you,” He glanced to his right, “you’ve been flying under my radar for years. But, this kid likes you for a reason. So, let’s do this. Steven Anthony Harrington, do you take this guy to be your… wife? Husband? Guys this is all new so..” He gave an exasperated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose.

Steve chuckled, putting a hand on Hopper’s shoulder. “Husband.” He knew Hopper was the furthest thing from homophobic and he couldn’t fault him for something he simply didn’t know. “And yes, I do.” Steve’s eyes were only for one man in the room now as he slipped a silver band onto his soon to be husband’s finger.

“And you, Edward ‘I’m not telling you my middle name’ Munson—“

“It’s Garth!” Of course Uncle Wayne shouted his big secret out to Hopper who just gave him a thumbs up.

“So Garth, do you take Steve to be your …” This was way too complicated.

“My everything? You bet I do.” Eddie wasn’t waiting another second. The pair had wasted enough time silently pining for one another. His hand slipped around the back of Steve’s neck, pulling him into a kiss that made the both of them anxious to start their honeymoon. Hopper threw his hands up, giving up on keeping any semblance of order.

[sugarandice3]

"Maybe it's Maybelline-"

WRONG its fae magic and mortal hubris

[feliciakainzofspades]

A very stupid Harry Potter thing

So while doing my makeup today, I was spacing into the void and this thought came to me and now that I'm thinking about it, here's a stupid AU that may or may not be fueling my femboy fetish:

So, let's be real, Petunia probably tried the concealer trick to hide Harry's scar. Now, what a lot of people don't know -and actually, I just learned this myself today :D - is you can actually use concealer to highlight and brighten certain areas of your skin.

So, one day Harry's doing the concealer thing before Primary, he notices the glow and experiments before heading out; just the under eye cheek bone area. Oh my gosh, I look like I'm glowing!? Maybe this concealer stuff isn't so bad after all. Heck, now he has girls asking 'Harry, what are you doing? Your skin is glowing?! Teach us our secret!?" Harry's just stunned pikachu silence cause he didn't know how he did that.

Continues doing it, surprising Petunia since she usually had to fight him into wearing it. Whatever, at least we can hide the damn scar and keep him looking normal. Well now it's a double-edged sword, since one night, Vernon left the cupboard unlocked - He hasn't done anything "freaky", we can try this one night. sneaks into the bathroom and gets the mascara out. Okay his eyes were a bit irritated the day after cause obvious being obvious. But no-one knew he took his aunt's, they just knew that one day at school, Harry's lashes are fuller than usual.

This continues under behind the back, Harry's doing paper routes to get allowances cause the Dursleys sure as hell ain't payin' him for his chores. Buys his own stuff and hides them in his 'room'. This continues until Hogwarts, now he's fretting cause "BUT HOW AM I GOING TO GET A NEW PITCH BLACK LIPSTICK FROM MAYBELLINE?!" Finds out about the Vault? "Okay, I rocked this budgeting thing, I got this. Got my school supplies, how much do I have left? Yes! Time to get that Viper liner from Sephora! Should look up magic makeup looks to impress my new classmates"

But. This would start the Malfoy vs. Potter feud It wasn't Draco insulting Ron in front of Harry on the Hogwarts Expression Wasn't Draco bragging about his broom collection at Malfoy Manor while getting fitted for robes. Oh nooooo

It was because "Uh, who is this kid that's a lower status than me rocking a killer eyeliner? That wing is so sharp it could kill a person." Tries sucking up to Harry. Got shot down. That was the third Time Potter shot him down! How dare he! Fine, Potter, if that's how it's going to be I'll show to you that I'm the superior one and you will be so awed by me you'll have no choice but to leave that Blood Traitor Weasley.

Thus, began the Hogwarts Makeup Feud; every day, Draco shows up with something mind blowing; amazing blend of colors, gemstones glued to the outer corner of his eyes, he's looking like a fucking Faerie up in here. There's no way Potter will be able to top genuine emeralds and onyxes in a faux mask! Now he'll have to admit I'm his better!

But what's this? Harry shows up with a steady painted mask as his eyeshadow look; a lion mask with nothing but Gryffindor Colors! How many shades of reds and golds did he use?! No matter, one time thing - WHAT DO YOU MEAN HE'S SHOWING OFF A SLYTHERIN LOOK- ARE THOSE SCALES ON HIS FACE?! Potter, what the hell?! "Wig Cap" Wig what?!

This continues no matter what. Philosopher's stone, Harry has UV light eyeliner - how are they glowing without a UV light in Hogwarts? Magic! Chamber of Secrets, he lost some rhinestones while fighting the Basilisk, but hey, the setting spray is insanely powerful and his look hasn't melted yet. When he first died at Voldemort's hand? Voldemort made sure to have someone writing his victory speach.

"I suppose Potter deserves some recognition, write that he died the way he lived, looking like a swan" BITCH HE LIVES AGAIN! And Voldemort now has to live in the afterlife knowing he got taken down by a fuckin' twink who decided to one up Draco one final time.

Draco showed up in a corset top and was still casting spells without problems. Harry's not going down. HE'S FIGHTING VOLDEMORT IN HEELS. SUCK IT MALFOY!

Throughout all seven years, Harry and Draco had been doing this, trying to prove a point to someone. What was that point? What were they trying to tell the other? They don't know but they're not going down without a fight

[somehowsnakesblog]

Magic

maybe he's born with it, maybe it's Maybelline

[ratasum]

WIP of a couple of handsome commanders with incredibly glamorous hair. Maybe they're born with it, maybe it's dragon magic Maybelline.

[motherofmabari]

Fun warlock idea - Maybelline, a being of ethereal beauty, offers astounding magical powers - BUT insists her supplicants lie about their source. Thus whenever someone 'discovers' some latent magic abilities within themselves, the whispers swirl through town...

Maybe she's born with it...

Maybe it's Maybelline