dark lip

Youtubers AU

For @carryon-countdown!!!!! In which Simon and Baz are both beauty you tubers who couldn’t be any more different


  • Baz is a beauty guru that is honestly slightly terrifying to watch. 
  • He always scowls at the camera like he just fucking knows you’re putting the eyeliner on wrong and his is so sharp it could cut someone.
  • He only uses the best of everything, and his looks are ridiculously editorial. Cranky and Cool is his #thing. He always ends up looking unreal, with dark green metallic lip and dark purple eyeshadow, flawless skin, sharp ass cheekbones he spends hours on with his Kat Von D Shade and Light palette
  • IRL he’s an economics student in London with a really posh flat, and he uses Excel to organize his entire fuckin life, like don’t even diss Excel in front of him
  • His filming area is Minimalist™, grey desk, grey walls, all his makeup and brushes organized by brand on the wall behind him. 
  • He doesn’t even do an intro, he just blinks at the camera impassively for a couple seconds before he just starts in with the tutorial. But it isn’t even really a tutorial because he just expects you to KNOW how to bake your undereye concealer. Like, I’m telling you, watching him is stressful and intimidating 
  • But he somehow has taken the beauty world by storm, and he has 3 million subscribers that he rarely interacts with except to critique their technique when they tweet him a pic of them recreating one of his looks: 
  • “Did you use lipliner? I can see some bleeding in the corner smh. Try better”
  • Then there’s Simon.

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for @whoswhatsitwhich 

He was a hairs breath away,

So close

She whimpered with want, ready to beg if she had too

“Daryl… I need…” her voice desperate

His eyes danced, full of mischief and dark promises

His lips brushed her ear as he whispered

“I have what you need right here girl, how bad do you want it?”

Her low moan firing his blood

“I want it so bad, please let me have it…”

He brushed her lips, feather light as he opened the wrapper.

His hands making quick work of it, as he slides it in.

Her eyes roll up, ecstasy  written over her face.

Sure it was the last peanut butter cup in the world but she was worth it.

anonymous asked:

Can you make more dark lip matte colours ?

Yes of course, I’m working on a million different things right now but dark coloured lips are at the top of my to do list 💋

Klaine Advent 2016 Day 2: Bed (591 words)

Also on AO3

*

“Trust Sleepy’s! For the rest of your liiife!”

Kurt sighed and popped a few more grapes in his mouth as he watched the super cute Sleepy’s man leap onto an unnaturally springy mattress with an ecstatic grin on his face. HGTV must have made some sort of deal with them, because Kurt has watched this commercial twenty times during the Flip or Flop marathon he was binging. Not that he was complaining, because he had long since developed a minor crush on the Sleepy’s man with the dark curls lip syncing to the jingle. Kurt hummed to himself, rewinding the TV by 30 seconds to admire how good the man’s ass looked even in generic pyjamas.

God he needed a boyfriend.

Unfortunately, the ad also reminded Kurt of the dull pain in his lower back from his decidedly too-old mattress. Not to mention that if…when he had a boyfriend over Kurt wanted a better foundation for the glorious lovemaking they were sure to engage in.

So mattress shopping was on the menu for this weekend apparently. And maybe he’d treat himself with new Egyptian cotton sheets while he was at it.

*

Kurt cursed the general population of the mall as he nearly got taken out by a Burberry on the arm of an enthusiastic mother trying to reign in her children. Had everyone been inspired by the stupid commercial and decided to re-purchase every mattress in their house? All he had wanted was a simple, relaxing afternoon shopping so that he could sleep and binge watch Netflix without his body aching from the dips in his mattress.

“What is going on?” Kurt finally asked a middle-aged woman with a Sleepy’s employee tag on her sweater who looked overwhelmed. “Is there some kind of sale going on today?”

She shook her head ruefully. “No, it’s-”

“Trust Sleepy’s! For the rest of your liiife!”

Kurt’s head whipped around towards the bulk of the crowd, and his mouth dropped open when he saw none other than the man from the commercial. And singing the jingle live, no less!

“You’d think he was one of those Abercrombie models or something,” the employee grumbled under her breath as Kurt turned away from her and toward the man that looked even more attractive in person than on the screen. And wearing those damn plain generic pjs that looked fantastic on him.

“Hello!”

It took Kurt longer than a moment to realize the man was now in front of him, looking slightly concerned at Kurt’s stunned silence.

“My name is Blaine. Can I help you find anything?”

“You’re the cute commercial guy!” Kurt blurted out, then immediately wished he could hide under one of the store’s many beds and never come out. “I’m-wow-um-”

“Guilty as charged.” The man - Blaine - said with a hint of self deprecation.

There was a beat of awkward silence between them, though the store still thrummed with customers shopping and the occasional person taking a picture of Blaine.

“So…do you actually work here in the store?” Kurt asked genuinely.

“Not exactly,” Blaine admitted sheepishly. “But I really have tested a ton of these beds! One of the perks I suppose.”

Kurt couldn’t help but laugh at that. “So your big smile during the jingle is real?”

Blaine took a step closer and gave an adorable shrug. “What can I say? They really are comfortable.”

“Well, okay then. Let’s find a bed together!” Shit. “I mean-uh-”

“That sounds lovely,” Blaine held out his arm with a wink. “Let’s find you the perfect mattress.”