#rare beauty lip liner

[virgochalet]

[lilidawnonthemoon]

[greatvalueselena]

[tulpanya]

under the mistletoe!

includes : (mouthwashing) anya, curly, daisuke, swansea.

summary : you get caught under the mistletoe!

warnings : gn! reader. mutual pining/early relationship.

ANYA

Has been waiting for you to notice the mistletoe above you both, she doesn't want to initiate the good old tradition but she definitely wants to participate in it.

When Anya glances upwards for the umpteenth time, you finally decide to follow her line of vision, noticing the mistletoe that hung above you both. Glancing down at Anya, you notice the slight flush to her cheeks, and realize she's noticed it the whole time.

"You know," Your voice drops to a whisper as you take a step closer to her, "If you wanted a kiss, all you had to do was ask." Cupping her cheek gently, you lock eyes with hers.

She mumbles something under her breath- something about being oblivious, causing you to chuckle in agreement. You definitely wish you had noticed it early, so that you could've spent more time kissing her. With that in thought, you don't waste another second.

Your lips press against hers, savoring the sweet flavor of cake on her lips. Anya wraps her arms around your neck, deepening the kiss with rare resolve. Pulling away is a struggle, not wanting the kiss to end, but when it does you at least get to revel in the beauty of her dazed expression.

CURLY

Tries to play it off as a joke in case you don't like the whole tradition, subsequently forcing you to make the first move and leaving him a little embarrassed.

When you both noticed the mistletoe hung above your heads, you had hoped it meant that Curly would finally kiss you. Instead, he awkwardly tries to crack a joke. "So... You come here often?" He winced at how bad that one liner sounded, wishing the ground would swallow him hole- but when you stifle a laugh (because it's cute how hard he's trying), he seems to relax a bit.

"Only when I see a handsome, lone Captain standing here." You reply, enjoying the way he seems to brighten at the answer, him responding in a husky 'is that so?'. Taking a step closer, your hand finds his chest. "You know, if memory serves right, tradition is that those standing under the mistletoe are to kiss, right?"

"Mmhm, big fan of tradition." Curly hums, nodding in agreement. Taking that as your cue, you lean in to kiss the handsome man before you. He sighs blissfully into the kiss, but pulls away all too quickly for both of your sakes.

"Yeah, definitely a big fan of tradition." Curly says, a bit in awe of the kiss, before deciding he's definitely not done kissing you yet.

DAISUKE

Thinks he's being smooth when he suddenly stops in front of the mistletoe with you by his side. He's not, but he gets points for being cute.

"Right this wa-" Daisuke was going to show you something in the other room, but stopped so abruptly you ran straight into his back. Stumbling backwards, you furrow your brows in confusion. Daisuke is now leaning against the doorframe, raising his brows.

"What are you doing?" You just so happen to glance upwards to see mistletoe above the doorway. You look back at Daisuke, "Are you serious?"

"Am I rizzing you up yet?" Its a good, solid debate in your head if you should leave him hanging or actually consider kissing him. Shaking your head at his silly antics, you give him a (teasing) pitiful look. "Is that a no-"

"Daisuke, just kiss me." You sigh, and he definitely doesn't need to be told twice. Excitedly, Daisuke swoops in and kisses you under the mistletoe. His hands a little shaky as they settle on your waist and pull you in closer, deepening the kiss.

SWANSEA

Who put this shit up? Swansea is not having any of it- hm? Oh, you like mistletoe? Well he supposes it isn't soooo bad.

Stood on a step stool, Swansea is taking the mistletoe down when you approach in curiosity. "Awe, don't rip it off Swansea!" You say, he sends you a small glare.

"You the one who put this shit up?" You giving a shrug, acting coy. Perhaps you were the one who put mistletoe up right under the Utility room, maybe you weren't. You definitely were. Either way it has Swansea faltering. "Ugh, as long as you take it down later, I guess..." He grumbles, leaving the mistletoe as he gets off the stool.

You gasp as he steps off the stool, capturing his attention once again. "Swansea! Looks like we're under the mistletoe, you know what that means~" You coo, mostly teasing, but when you see the light blush on his face you decide to double down on it. "Rules are rules, as they say."

"You're somethin' else, ya know that?" He sighs, looking at your excited face- you hide your intentions terribly. With a grunt, Swansea gives you a quick kiss, and when you whine, he snickers. "Hey, rules never specified how long." Damn, he got you this time, but you'll outsmart him next time!

Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed!

[qu1cks1lversb1tch]

@batboysappreciationweek Day Seven — Jan 18th

𝑭𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒚

𝑾𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔: semi-modern (kinda), suggestive in places but nothing explicit

𝑾𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 867

Your hand firmly grasped Azriel's jaw, holding it in place as you gently spread the color around with a small brush. His eyes were focused intently on the concentrated look on your face, and the way your hand felt on his skin. 

He could barely hear the sound of the classic rock music playing from the small speaker on your vanity as you stood there in front of him — so focused, so beautiful. 

His heart felt as if it would leap out of his chest, and for the briefest moment, he wondered if you could hear it pounding against his ribcage. 

He was your unfortunate, but willing, victim of the day. With Rhysand and Cassian busy, that left the two of you alone. Something that rarely happened. 

“Why are your eyelashes prettier than mine?” You murmured softly, setting down the small brush only to pick up the liquid liner pen. 

Your words brought him back from his thoughts, his gaze turning confused. “What do you mean?” 

“Your eyelashes. . .” You hummed, lightly shaking the liquid eyeliner pen before you uncapped it and began doing a design you'd thought up. “They're pretty. . . I mean Rhys and Cass have nice eyelashes too. . . But yours. . . I'm jealous.” 

Your tone was more teasing than jealous, though it was clear some part of you wished yours looked as good as his did without the need for mascara. 

Still extremely confused, Azriel just hummed in acknowledgment and kept holding still while you held his head in place, doing his makeup.

It was something only you could get away with; from coloring the tattoos on the three Illyrians, to drawing little doodles on any section of exposed skin you could comfortably reach, and doing their makeup — only you could get away with it.

Time seemed to fly as each song from your playlist passed, the shadows from the large set of doors crawled across the floor, while Azriel's shadows crawled up your arm right as you finished your hard work. 

“There we go.” You muttered with a grin, slowly releasing your hold on his jaw. “The prettiest Spymaster.” 

Azriel chuckled quietly, turning to look in the mirror. You did amazing. There was no doubt in his mind. “You did good.” He hummed, turning back to look at you. 

His heart skipped a beat when he saw the subtle golden hue that the window light bathed you in. It made you look ethereal — almost like a goddess. 

A goddess that only he, Cassian, and Rhysand got to worship properly. 

“Of course I did good.” You hummed in reply as he wrapped his muscular arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him. 

He pulled you down onto his lap, burying his face in the crook of your neck, making sure to be careful of the makeup you had spent a couple hours working on. 

You wrapped your arms around him and just held him close, enjoying the silence that had fallen in the room with the end of your playlist. It took a few days to get through all nine hundred or so songs. 

Just as his hold tightened and he pressed a light kiss to your neck, Rhysand and Cassian landed on the balcony and your balcony doors were thrown open a moment later. 

He sighed in annoyance at being interrupted before he left another one and pulled his head back to watch the other males enter the room. 

“Having fun without us?” Cassian asked with a suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows.

You looked over your shoulder at him and smirked. “Oh, yeah.” You hummed. “Tons of fun.”

Cassian sauntered over and placed his lips on yours, effectively wiping the smirk off of your face. “Not too much fun, I hope.” He murmured against your lips before gently nipping at your bottom lip. He pulled back, staring down at you with a smirk. 

He knew what he was doing. The smug bastard. 

You huffed softly and averted your gaze. “If you came in five minutes later. . .” Your voice trailed off, the implication of your words hanging in the air, the tension hanging like a thick fog. It could almost be cut with a knife. 

“You. . . Are a wicked, wicked woman.” Rhysand drawled with a small smirk as he, too, approached to greet you with a kiss that was far more provocative than it should've been. 

“If only you three didn't like it so much.” You shrugged nonchalantly, grinning. This was a dangerous game. A very dangerous game. . . But they were so easy to mess with. So easy to provoke and tease.

It was hard not to. Especially when the four of you had places to be, and they couldn't do anything about it until later, no matter how much they wanted to.

“You'll pay for that.” Azriel whispered, his breath warm against your ear. 

Rhys hummed in agreement while Cassian's hand trailed along your jawline before he used his index finger to tilt your head up so you were looking at him. 

“You're ours tonight, sweetheart. . . Tonight and every other night.” He breathed out, staring directly into your eyes.

You bit your lip, attempting to suppress the grin. Yes, a very dangerous game, indeed.

That's a wrap for me! I had so much fun writing for @batboysappreciationweek 💕 I appreciate everyone who joined me for this wild ride! I didn't plan on doing it at first, but it was a nice challenge! I can't wait to see what's in store for next year!

While I'm here, I'm gonna take a moment to promote my Illyrian Baby sticker once again. I'm super proud of it! One person in Australia has purchased it!

[blu3-ja3]

Civilian clothing? Absolutely and a little Treat as well! Enjoy Lovelies!

O'Connor: Long sleeves and covered neck always, even when hot. Shes insecure about her burn scar and has enough people staring at her for a lifetime. On a very rare occasion does she wear short sleeves and it's ONLY with the 141 around. She likes rich jewel tones and soft fabrics, if it's textured it feels horrible on her skin or it's too tight on her skin, she hates how it makes her scar feels when rubbing against it. She likes silver jewelry and simple makeup, a bit of gloss and her eyes (shadow, liner, cute wing, and mascara) her nails are always painted whatever colors the sergeants pick. A skirt with nice tights or leggings and a cute boot? Yes. A nice pair of jeans with a cute belt and her old black combat boots, classic. Her hair is up, braided, ponytail, bun or beanie. It's only when she goes somewhere nice does she have it down. Her bag always has her knife, a bandana, and a hair tie along with her phone and wallet.

Price: Lumberjack, lots of well fitting flannels and cable knit short sleeve polos. Nice slacks or jeans with nice combat boots and a well kept leather belt. Nice wrist watch that was a gift from Ghost. Bucket hat that matches his flannels color, he originally only had two but Gaz found a color matched bucket hat for each shirt the man had. He didn't wear them at first but eventually indulged his partner. His beard is always well manicured and trimmed.

Ghost: Mans is unironically fashionable and only wears black. Wears long and short sleeve button ups they're all perfectly tight and hugs his chest and arms well. Soap makes sure of that. Nice jeans or slacks with a black and silver belt and his well worn combat boots. Silver wrist watch, chain necklace, and rings, with black nails. He keeps a face mask on and most times wears a beanie so his eyes and the makeup on them are the only thing seen. There's a difference between Ghost doing his eyes and Soap doing his eyes. Ghost's makeup is what he always does, smeared black nothing fancy. Soap's is intricate with liner and designs, it's still chaotic but in a beautiful way, it's perfect for Ghost.

Gaz: Fashion king, everything he wears is color coordinated with Price. Sweaters with knitted designs or embroidery over a white or black collared shirt. Well tailored black or brown slacks or jeans with a belt to match the sweater main color. Nice pair of chucks customized for Gaz by Soap as a birthday present. Lots of silver jewelry and accessories out the ass.

Roach: Nice acid washed jeans and graphic tees under an unbuttoned flannel. Nice pair of vans and goofy mismatched socks. Patterned belts, multi colored beanies, and chipped nail polish. He keeps his skateboard on him and walks around with his dog Ripley.

Soap: Punk Soap? Punk Soap... Why else the goofy hair cut? He's got a custom leather jacket with hand made patches, studs, and spikes. Graphic or band tees with ripped jeans or colored checkered pants. Well worn black combat boots with custom design embroidery. Chocker with a little ghost charm, rings and layered necklace and bracelets, as well as tongue and ear piercings. Will sometimes wears fake nose and lip piercing jewelry. Nail polish and eye makeup that matches his outfit, wears black lipstick sometimes it drives Ghost crazy.

Lil Treat height and ethnicity ( I think that what its called but idk I'm not smart)

THEY'RE ALL BRITISH ARMY!

Ghost: 6'7" (British Dad/German Mom)

O'Connor: 6'5" (Irish Mom/Scottish Dad)

Price: 6'4" (Both British Parents)

Gaz: 6'2" (Swahili Mom/British Dad)

Roach: 5'9" (British Mom/Jewish Brit Dad)

Soap: 5'7" (Both Scottish Parents)

COD Master List

[elsbbg]

Watercolour eyes, Ellie Williams x reader

Synopsis: Doing Ellie’s makeup for the first time

Warnings: none, just pure fluff

Wc: 0.9k

A/n: heyy, so this is my first ever fic (so please go easy on me I’m sensitive :)), til now I’ve always made silly scenarios in my head, now I wanna write those fantasies down just for pure fun, soo hope you’ll enjoy <3 btw the title of the song has nothing to do with the story, I just liked it that’s all :) Also excuse any grammar errors English isn’t my first language

As the snow was collecting on the mountains and a storm was about to loom over Jackson, it was impossible for you and Ellie to go on your usual afternoon patrol shift since Maria thought it would be too dangerous to go into the woods in the middle of a storm. And so this is how you got here, in the comfort of Ellie’s garage.

The lights hanging on the wall behind her couch were emitting a soft warm light that hugged her whole living room. As you were lazily laying on her bed, back pressed to the headboard while reading a book, Ellie was laying between your legs, head resting on your belly as she was playing video games.

This was until you felt her shift from her original position and feel the warmth of her body slowly leave you. She had turned the television off, to then throw herself on the bed again next to your frame, face hiding in her pillow.

“Els, you okay?” You asked as you were closing your book to place it on her bedside table and give her your full attention. “Yea… just- really fucking bored”she sighed hiding her face into your chest. “Mhm… do you still have my little beauty case that I left here a couple of weeks ago?” You asked the freckled girl as you gently caressed her hair. “Yeah sure, why?” She asked laying on her side, hand supporting her head “there might be something interesting in it, you know to pass the time” at your response a smirk started spreading on her plushy lips: “oh yea? And what is it?” She asked, hand caressing your exposed hip. “Nothing like that dummy” you said, suddenly standing up from your place on the bed, heading to her bathroom to go pick the beauty case up “so I’m not getting laid?” She asked in a high tone, fake sadness draped in it. Just when you returned back to her, bright pink case full of cosmetics and coloured powders in your hands, that the realisation hit her “I’m not doing that” she stated in a flat tone, one you rarely heard. “Of course you’re not, I’m doing your makeup for you” you said brightly smiling, sitting on your knees in front of her “absolutely not. I don’t want sticky shit on my face”. “It’s not sticky and I’m gonna make you look so cool, like rockstar cool” you tried convincing her “I swear if you put pink glittery stuff on my face I’ll throw you out of the house, and your house is across the city” she jokingly threatened you, to which you responded “yea and Joel lives across the street” “shut up he doesn’t”.

Since doing her makeup sitting across each other would be too hard, you asked her if she could lay back for you and let you sit on her lap so to be closer to her face and more concentrated. Her hands were on your hips keeping you still, fingers slightly fidgeting with the hem of her sweater you were wearing.

You decided to do a makeup that would totally fit her, both with the way she dressed, with her usual dark baggy clothes, and with her loser and nerdy personality. So you opted for a black liner that would color her waterline, slightly smudged on her eye bags and blending a bit toward the outside of her emerald eyes. Just when you thought the girl couldn’t get prettier your expectations were fully blown. The way the black liner made her emerald eyes pop out was actually mesmerising, she looked so graceful yet so inelegant in all her beauty. Even tho her eyes were closed she could feel you staring “everything okay there babe?” She asked opening her eyes, squinting through the dim light of the room. “Yea, you just look- very pretty” you said gently caressing her cheek “yeah yeah, just finish your work of art” you smiled at how she defined her own skin as your work of art, a canvas to paint on. “Open your eyes els, I gotta put mascara on” you said gently tapping her cheek “I swear if you stab my eyes with that thing-“ “I’m not gonna stab your eyes out els, just trust me” you reassure her as you leave a kiss on her forehead. After having applied mascara and succeeding in not stabbing her eyes, it was time for her lips, as soon as she saw you pick a lipstick up she immediately stated “you’re not putting that on my lips” “yes I am” “no” “please… do it for your girl” you fake pouted, the look in her pleading eyes screamed kicked dog but you didn’t care. “Please… so I can smudge it up later while making out” you said accentuating a smile “what colours do you have?” That’s all it took her for her to say yes, and fall into your trap: a pout and a make out session.

After a good five minutes of choosing the right shade that complemented her pale skin, you opted for a nude dark rose lipstick color, and a light coat of clear lipgloss.

“You look beautiful els, like actually pretty- I mean you always look pretty but this is a different kind of pretty… I guess” you stutter a little “mhm, thank you baby, but now I wanna see how it turned out too”. You pass her the portable mirror you got and she actually looked pretty shocked too. “This is so cool and totally badass… I kinda do look pretty” she looked at you through the mirror with a giddy kind of expression on her face “maybe you should do my makeup more often…” she shyly said “I think so too els”.

“Now come here, I need you to smudge my lipstick” she said as she pulled you in for a sweet and passionate kiss. “Wait wait wait…” you brutally braked the kiss. “What is it?” She asked, a hint of worry in her voice “I wanna take a pic” you said smiling. She gave you a little peck before answering “we’ll take it when it’s all smudged and on your pretty face too” she said pulling you back in for the kiss, wide smiles plastered on both your features.

[princesspolymath]

✨Beauty Tips For Productive Girlies

I would love to be full soft-glam everyday, but the reality is, I’m too busy. Here’s how I keep my looks up even with a full schedule:

1. Focus on hair: If your hair looks bad, the rest is hopeless. Keep it clean and styled. I like to use a mousse on my hair and then braid it for a cute, wavy look in the morning.

2. Use a capsule wardrobe: With a capsule wardrobe, all of your clothes go together. You’ll look put together without even trying.

3. Skip the foundation: A full face is cute, but who has the time? Instead of foundation, use a tinted sunscreen. Use concealer under your eyes and spot conceal your blemishes.

4. Use a good mascara: Forget shadow and liner. Takes too long. A good mascara will give your eyes just as much of a lift in a fraction of the time. My favorite mascara is perfect strokes by Rare Beauty.

5. Ditch the lipstick: I see a lot of posts talking about a how red lipstick makes you look effortlessly put together. While that’s true, who has time to line and perfectly fill their lips, and then constantly adjust it all day? I recommend a tinted lip balm instead. They hydrate, give your lips a bit (or a lot) or color, and are way easier to apply than lipstick.

There you have it, I hope this was helpful.

Good luck growing!✨

[bibiwrld]

The Sweet Babysitter🧁🎀| Miguel O’Hara

previous: –nine.

–ten.

KENEDI’S POV

Getting ready was a hassle, I already knew what I was wearing, but my hair, my God, how annoying it could be sometimes. I brushed it back once more, sleeking it down so it could be pulled into a large low puff. After bursting about 3 hair ties and what felt like an eternity, I succeeded in putting my hair into one.

My outfit was on, admiring myself while fixing my edges. I rarely wore fancy dresses, but Mommy always insisted on getting me them, because I don’t know when I’d be asked on a date. Before I even got ready, I was on the phone with Miguel. He had to visit his Mom, which meant he’d be running a bit late, so he told me to go by the house and wait on him as he got ready and we’d take his car to the restaurant.

Looking in the mirror once more to apply more clear gloss to my brown lip lined lips, I rubbed them together so the lip liner and gloss could mix into the beautiful cinnamon color. I put my things into my purse and texted Miguel while walking out my room.

Me

Leaving home now

My stomach fluttered after sending that text. This was my first date ever and it was with a sexy ass man. Walking towards my car, my phone went off. I knew it was Miguel.

I didn’t check my phone until I got into the car and started it.

Miguel <3

Just got out the shower. Drive safely <3

I imagined him standing in his room, a towel lazily hanging from his hip—oh God, I shouldn’t be thinking of things like this. Patting both of my cheeks lightly, I tried getting rid of my provocative thoughts and started my car.

🌸

“How’s it taste?” Miguel asked, removing the fork from my mouth. He gave me the last bite of his food, wanting both of us to enjoy each other’s meal.

I chewed slowly, savoring the taste of the salmon. “It’s very good, but not better than your cooking.”

That gained a low chuckle from him.

Our plates were now empty, but we weren’t ready to leave yet, so engrossed in our conversation. But I found it hard to keep up with Miguel.

Focus. Focus. Focus. I just can’t. I’m listening, but my eyes are focused on every inch of his perfectly crafted body.

I don’t know if it’s the mood of this restaurant, very gorgeous by the way, but he looked more handsome than ever.

His white button down, having a few buttons undone to showcase his hairy chest and gold cross chain— how can I be normal right now??

Then I looked up, his hair framed his face so nicely, it looked little a different, almost like he got a—

“Did you get a haircut?”

He stopped mid sentence and touched his hair, smiling shyly. “I did, you noticed.” He sounded so pleased. “Do you like it?”

“I do, y-you look very cute, Miguel.”

He smiled again. “Thank you. I wanted to compliment you the entire night, but I don’t even know what to say, you’re so out of this world, Kenedi.”

My back straightened up at his words. An uncontrollable smile crept up on my face, my teeth on full display for him.

“Dios mio..” I heard him mutter, with his eyes locked on me.

“Are you ready for the bill?” The waiter asked.

Miguel shifted his gaze to the waiter. “Uh.. yes.”

After he paid, which he didn’t hesitate to do, we walked out the restaurant hand in hand. Our conversation strung on even on our drive back to his house, but soon came to an end as we stood on his porch.

“I had a very amazing night with you, Miguel.” My voice came out softer than I wanted. I couldn’t even maintain eye contact with him, it was so intense.

The air felt thicker and hotter. Our bodies felt like they were getting closer.

“Thank you for allowing to me spend the night with you, I had lots of fun.” He took his hands out of his pockets. “We should do this again, yeah?”

Nodding quickly, I smiled. “We should.”

“Kenedi..” He breathed out, staring deeply into my eyes.

My heart quickened. “Yea—”

His phone blared in his pocket. He began mumbling under his breath, clearly pissed at whoever was calling, totally ruining the mood.

“I-I’m gonna get going, I’ve got work in the morning.” I said to him, excusing myself.

He looked up from his phone and clearly he didn’t like what I said. His lips formed a slight frown. “Oh..okay, just let me know when you’re home please?”

His phone rang again and he groaned.

“I will, good night.” I got into my car, heart racing as I started the engine and drove off.

Was he going to kiss me if his phone didn’t ring? What would’ve happened after that?

My thoughts continued until I made it home, even as I got undressed.

I should probably text him and let him know that I’m home, but my phone wasn’t the purse I used. It wasn’t even on my bed.

Maybe I left it at the restaurant? But I remember checking the time on my phone in my Miguel’s car.

I sighed, grabbing my keys and going back downstairs to my car.

Can’t believe I forgot my phone in his car.

For what like forever, I made it to his house. I stood outside his house, praying the spare key was under the flower pot, and thankfully it was. Quickly, I opened the door.

“Mi—”

“I’ve missed you.”

The woman’s voice sounded familiar.

“Lorelai..” I heard Miguel in the distance.

Lorelai. How is ex wife. Is that who called him?

I didn’t even notice her car in the driveway.

“Think about what Gabby would want, she’d want us back together, Migs. She misses us together.”

Footsteps began making their way closer to me, then a door opened.

“She said that? Gabby told you that?”

Instantly I panicked. What if they come down here? Should I hide?

“Yes Migs. Would I ever lie to you?”

I shouldn’t even be hearing this conversation right now. I feel sick, jealous, and maybe just a little bit betrayed.

I heard him sigh. “Lorelai, I need to go to bed right now, you should too.” His voice was now clearer.

“I still love you!” She shouted.

I stood there awkwardly, looking at the two.

They were now downstairs and didn’t even notice me standing there awkwardly until I stifled a cough.

The tension in the room was incredibly thick.

Miguel turned around in complete shock when he saw me, as if I wasn’t supposed to be there. “Kenedi.”

“Uh sorry for interrupting you guys, but I forgot my phone in your car.” I rubbed my shoulder awkwardly, ignoring the glares from Lorelai, who had one of Gabby’s plushies in her hand.

“Lorelai, please leave.”

Lorelai strutted out the house, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Kenedi—”

“My phone, Miguel.” I wasn’t in the mood to hear any type of explanation. I just wanted to go home and lay in my bed and cry a little bit.

He looked so hurt when I cut him off. “Right.”

I followed behind him and he unlocked the car. Lorelai was gone by then. I searched for my phone and found it underneath the passenger seat.

“Thanks.” I said quickly to Miguel and scurried away to my car before he could say anything.

I could see his silhouette standing on his porch, just watching me drive away.

🎀

next: –eleven.

[tpwkmadeline]

ooh makeup tips for like lippies and blush OR CONCEALER AND CONTOUR THANK U BAE MY ANGEL ILY 💕💕

i don’t contour because i’m very pale, so i just use bronzer!! but i love the charlotte tilbury cream bronzer, rare beauty bronzer stick, and fenty powder bronzer!

for blushhh i really mostly use the rare beauty liquid blush or the merit cream blush, and the rem beauty powder blush!

concealer i use nars pot concealer to spot conceal any acne, and i use haus labs under my eyes.

for lippies…oh that depends on the day. my lip product collection is a little much lol.

but absolute faves: one/size lip liner, rare beauty lip liner, kylie cosmetics lip liner. dior lip gloss, rare beauty lip oil stain (i just let it stain for a few minutes then wipe it off), rare beauty lip gloss, huda beauty lip gloss. glossier glossy lipstick (not matte, i don’t like matte on me), clinique almost lipstick.

[roselyn-writing]

Oc HC: Leaya / Laya Sinfýre 🌹❤️‍🔥

A/n: I only own the gif / edit. But the video belongs to riot games.

Info: Laya loves to sing, her voice is dark yet powerful and it can easily attract people’s attention and hypnotise them like a siren.

Her singing voice claim is: Robyn Adele Anderson. Because; I love her and she was one of Laya’s inspiration. Like Mother like Son: Arouj is also a rock star singer, music like his Mommy.

Some headcanons about Laya Sinfýre

Laya is a tall woman, very tall, standing at 6’5 (197cm). beautiful woman with a smooth pale alabaster skintone, a mole on her right upper lip similar to Marilyn Monroe’s. With beautiful facial features that can make a dead man ache — and a figure that can easily sway the hardest men, and purple wide almond-shaped eyes like an unplucked plum. — Her calf-lengthend her is platinum blonde with soft honey coloured streaks it is gleaming like a polished brass.

Laya has the ability to manipulate shadows and turn them into tangible objects, such as blades or weapons.

Laya's reputation as a cunning and ruthless demoness is so formidable that make all demons tremble at the mention of her name.

Laya is known to have a deep, sardonic sense of humor, and oftentimes delivers scathing one-liners to her enemies.

She has an intense presence that commands respect and fear from all who cross her path.

She has an extensive knowledge of dark magic and sorcery, using it to achieve her goals.

She is incredibly cunning and manipulative, known to weave intricate schemes to get what she wants.

She is a very powerful demoness that she became an overlord demon, there are few female demons who ascend as ‘overlords’ and she is among them.

In Western—North of Virginia, she made her own temple and cult; many mortals worshipped her, even some Virginians.

She is credited of making the ‘red moon’ or the red eclipse.

Despite her fearsome reputation, she has a deep, almost maternal love for her followers and allies, willing to go to any lengths to protect them.

She values loyalty above all else, and will ruthlessly punish any traitors in her ranks.

She is 60,000 years old.

She and along many demons; were the first to leave the home-realm to live in Virignia.

Despite being a demon, a being devoid of emotions and mercy. She has a sense of empathy and mercy for mortals and who are lesser than her.

She refused to obey men and those who are lesser than her.

Laya is a skilled manipulator, she is able to use her seductive charms and cunning intelligence to control and influence even the most powerful beings.

She is fiercely independent and has no patience for weakness or foolishness.

She regret dying, and leaving her son alone. He was but a youngling. Even though, there was no way she could escape the Light One but still, she feels guilty.

She has a cold and calculating nature, rarely showing any weakness or vulnerability

Laya has a keen sense of style, often dressing in dark and elegant dresses that reflects her regal authority and power.

She didn’t know the one who resurrected her, but anywho. She is thankful towards them. For giving her a second chance to make up to her son for the lost time.

She has a deep love for dark red roses and keeps a garden of them in her lair.

She likes to sing songs; either alone or around people.

The powerful Demoness has the ability to see into the souls of others, and can use this to her advantage in her dealings with mortals.

When she gets angry her whole sclera turned blood-red, her pupils becomes white; Just like Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel.

She has black demonic markings on her hands and feet but she can easily hides them.

Her powers are so strong that she effortlessly can eclipse the sun with her shadows; thus creating a darkish-red eclipse.

Red thick smokes and clouds appear whenever she uses her demonci powers.

She can shrink the size of her horns but she doesn’t want it; she likes the way it is: large and revealed.

She likes to put cherries and blackberries with her wine.

Her favourite meal is beef ribeye with garlic, butter and potatos. (I don’t know the name dish 😅).

Rarely uses her powerful ultrasonic screams at mortals, she mostly used it on beasts and monsters.

She currently works as a lounge singer in fancy restaurants.

Her powers / magic.

Banshee scream / Ultrasonic screams, Her sonic screams are so powerful and potent that if she screams at someone for 3 seconds they’d explode like balloons.

Hair manipulation (just like her bestie, Vamonessyia).

Fire manipulation.

Darkness manipulation / shadow manipulation.

Psychokinesis / telekinesis.

Demon physiology.

Immortality

Song Augmentation.

Hypnosis.

Fear inducement.

Reality wraping.

Demonic magic

Seductive magnetism.

Pain empowerment.

Levitation (via her wings).

Killing instinct.

Dark arts.

Claws.

Superhuman speed.

Superhuman strength.

That is all, thanks for reading ✨❤️‍🔥🌹

[classycookiexo]

hi could you/your followers pls recommend me some lip liners that actually stay on? all the lip liners i've used come off within an hour even after setting and not touching my lips. thank u!

I gotchu 💕

Charlotte Tilbury’s lip liners

Nyx loud lip liner is very underrated and affordable (Global Citizen is one of their prettiest shades imo)

Makeup Forever aqua lip liner (mainly pink type shades)

Natasha Denona lip liners (they have a beautiful and wider range of neutrals and browns)

Pat McGrath perma gel ultra lip liner

Hourglass Shape and Sculp lip liner (although their shade range is a slightly limited)

Chanel cosmetics Lip Liner

Huda Beauty lip liner (the consistency is very creamy as well)

Dior’s lip liner

Soulmatte filling gel lip liner

Refy lip liner

Rare Beauty lip liner by Selena Gomez (has a very creamy consistency and lasts all day)

Patrick Ta lip liner

If anyone has any more suggestions for long lasting lip liners, feel free to add 💗

[reigningqueenofwords]

Back Roads

Pairing: Dean x Reader Word count: 928

Read on AO3

Part 3 of Fat and Beautiful

Walking out of your room half an hour later, your felt like you were out of place. Rarely did you dress up anymore, especially for a date. You wore a little red dress that was form fitting, a black lace was over it. The red went to mid-thigh, and the lace just past it. It had a flattering V-neck shape, showing off your neck and collarbones, and it had a ¾ sleeve of just the lace. You wore a simple black pump to go with it, not knowing what he had planned. Your hair was in loose curls, hanging just below your shoulders. Your makeup was kept simple- a winged liner and nude lipstick.As you moved through the halls, your small clutch in hand, all you heard were the sounds of your heels. Part of you was slightly worried, as you hadn’t been out too much since your breakdown with Sam. Being happy with yourself in the comfort of your own home was far easier than being happy with yourself out in the real world. The world that would bombard you with billboards, movies, pretty girls walking down the street, waitresses flirting with Dean, and so much more.You paused and took a deep breath. You would do this for Dean. He loved you, and he wanted to take you on a date. Once you were a bit more calm, you moved towards the library, where you assumed that you’d find him. Biting your lip, you stopped in the doorway.Sam looked up and his breath hitched. Dean’s back was to you, so he turned and the look he had on his face made you blush and look down. “I’m ready.” You told him, tucking some hair behind your ear.“Wow, baby.” He smiled, getting out of his chair. He was in dark slacks, a dark blue shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the top couple buttons left undone. “You look amazing.”“Thank you.” You smiled up at him. “You don’t look half bad yourself.” You teased him, making him chuckle.Moving closer, he kissed you gently. “Come on, let’s go on our date.” His fingers laced with yours before the two of you gave Sam a small wave. “Don’t wait up, Sammy.” Dean smirked, making you slap his chest lightly.

Your head was on his shoulder, his arm behind you on the seat. Smiling up at him, you kissed his jaw. “Thank you, Dean.” You said softly.

He smiled at you for a moment before his eyes went back to the road. “For what, sweetheart?”

“Tonight.” You shrugged one shoulder. “This made me feel special.” You shifted so that you were facing more front now, your hands in your lap.

“Hey, hey, what’s wrong?” He asked, moving his arm from behind you to hold your hand. “You’re always special to me. I was just too much of an ass to show you.” He told you.

You let out a sigh. “I know I don’t look like I used to, Dean.” Part of you figured that’s why he wanted you to dress up. “I’ve been working out with Sam to work on how I look, and feel, though.”

Without warning, Dean pulled off the next dirt road and parked a bit off to the side. He cut the engine and turned to face you. His hand went to your cheek, making you look at him. His face was serious, but you could see the love in his eyes. “Don’t you dare put yourself down.” He told you. “I love you. So fuckin’ much.” He continued. “You can work out with Sam, or hang out with me drinking beer. Either way, you’re my girl.” Dean saw the way your eyes watered, as he was never one to say what he was feeling. He was more a man of action.

“Then why did you stop touching me?” You asked, scared for the answer.

“I honestly don’t know. Day by day went, and time slipped by.”

“I’d walk around in next to nothing, and wouldn’t even get a second glance, Dean.” You whispered, hurt. “I tried to start something one day, and you went to jerk off in the shower.”

Hearing you like that killed him. “I’m so fucking sorry.” He put his forehead against yours. “I’ll do everything I can to make it up to you. I was an idiot, and an ass.” Moving slightly, his green eyes locked with yours. “Give me the chance to prove it?” His lips brushed yours as he spoke. Without saying anything, you nodded. You saw the hope in his eyes and your heart swelled.

You put your hand on the back of his neck and deepened the kiss. You missed him. You missed the feel of his lips on your skin, the way he knew every little part of you. You missed how his name sounded coming from your lips as you brushed your fingers over his skin. Part of you had been missing for so long, it felt like coming home.

He pulled you closer, onto his lap, needing your body as close to his as he could get you. It was a bit awkward with the steering wheel, so he shifted to the middle of the seat. “You’re a fucking babe.” He groaned, as you kissed down his neck. You giggled against his skin, making his grip on your thighs tighten for a moment. “I love that sound.”

Nipping his earlobe, you smiled. “I can think of another sound that you’ll like even more.” You purred.

[paigesprojectpan]

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Benefit pore fessional primer

Maybelline express brow

La colors eyeshadow palette in charming

Maybelline fit me matte + poreless foundation

Elf hydrating camo concealer

Nyx contour + highlight wonderstick

L’Oréal true match powder

La colors liquid eyeliner

La colors perfect lash mascara

Rare beauty lip liner

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Revlon lipstick

L’Oréal glow paradise lipstick

Elf stay all night micro-setting mist

L’Oréal gloss balm

[hannibalzero]

Do you ever think that Arthur had to get all dolled up for a mission?

I believe so! Much to Arthur’s displeasure.

It’s different when he wants to dress up showing off his secondary gender. He has a few nice corsets and simple dresses/pants, lace up boots. Maybe a bonnet (he hasn’t worn that bonnet in years. Won’t get rid if though.) Nothing to fancy. He’s no diamond of the season or anything special.

At least in his mind.

Dutch likes to ignore Arthur’s secondary gender. A simple disappointment to him, until it’s useful!

That’s when Dutch orders Molly to…really doll Arthur up. They are after a rich man that enjoys male omegas. A rare man as it were.

This used to be Hosea’s job way back when.

Meanwhile Arthur over hearing this:

A day of beautiful-fying by Mrs.O’Shea and being dragged to the parlor. Is the stuff of nightmares.

Cleaned like he has the plague, skin scrubbed until passable soft. Face clean shaven and washed with lye soap, covered in some sort of cream to make him pale. Rouge and eye liner, lips painted a bright red. corset tighter than anything. Showing off his large chest Arthur prefers. The corset snatched tightly to show of his hips. Not including the under dress, belt and garders with stocking too. High heeled boots, gloves, hat, handbag, parasol and gun he hides….somewhere.

Molly throws her hands up, she has done all she can do to turn a cowboy into a debutant.

Arthur is still a thick and strong man, so he feels absolutely foolish in all this lace and frill. It’s a nice blue and white though, really shows off his thick strong chest.

The lipstick is nice though…

Charles keeps looking at his lips.

Wonder how many kisses Arthur can get away with before ruining his make up? Maybe twelve if Molly wasn’t watching. Charles needs some kisses…

Sadly Dutch is forcing Arthur into the stagecoach before Arthur gets a chance to test his luck.

Later~

Arthur don’t mind being the damsel in destress if a certain axe welding outlaw is the one to run off with him. ❤️ but the rest of the gang doesn’t need to know that part nope nope.

[tiredporkchop]

12/12/2024

it is too bad i am not good at photographing the colors! i will get better. 💪🏼

🎧 olivia rodrigo - favorite crime

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→ products used below.

(trying a new format tbh idk if i like it)

base:

Rare Beauty Always An Optimist Illuminating Primer

Lancôme Rénergie Lift Makeup Lightweight Liquid Foundation SPF 27 in 250 Bisque W

Clinique Even Better All-Over Concealer + Eraser in CN 18 Cream Whip

face:

KimChi Chic Beauty Puff Puff Pass Set & Bake Powder in Ivander

Trixie Cosmetics Back to the Fuschia Blush Palette all shades

NARS The Multiple Cream Blush, Lip and Eye Stick in Copacabana

eyes:

about-face Shadow Fix Eye Primer

ATHR Beauty Moonlight Crystal Eyeshadow Palette all shades

Maybelline Tattoo Studio gel pencil liner in Deep Onyx

Lancôme Cils Booster XL

Clinique High Impact Waterproof Mascara in Black

eyebrows

L.A. Girl Perfect Precision eyeliner in Deep Violet

ATHR Beauty Moonlight Crystal Eyeshadow Palette in shades Manifest and Eclipse

Grande BrowFill Volumizing Brow Gel

lips:

Etude House Dear Darling Water Tint in Strawberryade

Sephora Outrageous Plump Intense Hydrating Lip Gloss in 01 Fever

Fenty Beauty Slip Shine Sheer Shiny Lipstick in Vamps Who Brunch

finish:

Charlotte Tilbury Airbrush Flawless Setting Spray