great brows

will forever be proud of our emotional daehyun at his napoleon musical…

  • Lance, watching Lady and the Tramp: I like the variety of dogs. That, I think, is the problem with America. I feel like there's just yellow labs, everywhere you look. What about the ones with great mustaches and 'brows?
  • Hunk: did you just shorten eyebrows to brows?
  • Lance: I've got a lot of things to do
She’s Just Not That Into You » Part VI (A Harry Styles Miniseries)

Miss the previous parts? Part One » Part Two » Part Three » Part Four » Part Five

Check out the inspiration behind Harry’s home here! The amazing @graceak​ made a phenomenal playlist to go along with Harry’s story, and I could not recommend it more. You can find that here!

As always, this miniseries is dedicated to @stylesunchained​. I hope Part VI mends everything Part V managed to break, my love! And, once again, thank you all for your continued support. I am over the moon about the response this story has gotten, as I’m unworthy of all of your love. (That doesn’t mean I won’t take it, though!)

Let me know what you think! Happy reading.

Originally posted by chicandproper

“But it’s like…” Harry stops and starts again. “I met with Carly, her replacement, and she’s nice enough. So nice. Lovely girl, really. But every time I talk with her about the plans, I jus…I can’t smile. I can’t get excited about it. ‘m not supposed t’ be talkin’ with Carly about them. She’s not the one who made ‘em. She’s not the one who…well, y’know.”

“If I’m being honest,” Gemma sighs on the other end of the phone, “I would’ve done the same thing, had I been put in that situation.”

“I know,” he mumbles. “I would’ve, too. And I wouldn’t’ve been as nice.”

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Going Down? (Elevator AU)

Overview: You’re running late for work when the elevator at your apartment breaks down. The problem? It happens to break down with you and your obnoxiously attractive next door neighbor stuck inside. (Sirius Black x Reader)

Word Count: About 2,100.

Warning(s): Swearing, enclosed spaces, talks of sex, they’re both sort of assholes.

Note: Elevator AU / Modern AU I wrote within two hours or so. They’re supposed to be in their mid-to-late twenties here. Enjoy! (Alternatively Titled: “Ellie the Elevator”)


“Hold the door, please!”

You rushed toward the closing elevator, the sound of your heels muffled by the carpeted floor. With only a few inches to spare, you saw a hand jut out and push the metal door open.

Clutching your purse to your side, you entered the elevator, meeting the deepest pair of grey eyes you had ever seen. With his dark hair and unshaven face, you knew it could only be your notorious neighbor, Sirius Black.

“Hi,” you said, slightly breathless from your run down the hall.

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breathe me in.

Been wanting to write something about this since my good friend @sasusake and I flailed about how such a first time could have gone down during their travels. It was such an inspiring conversation, and the image I had in mind was just too good to pass up! And now many, many months later I finally got around to it.

Hope you enjoy! :)

Rating: M

Disclaimer: I don’t own Naruto.

It was that look in her eyes that unraveled him: hesitant, determined—but so gentle, so shy as she tentatively held his dark gaze. Straddled along the span of his legs, her small hands rested at the opening of his slacks; questioning him, but never pushing, always only gingerly testing the limits of where he was willing to go.

Swallowing thickly, Sasuke only pushed his face into her neck, and nodded. Closing his eyes, he exhaled a slow breath as she timidly worked on the buttons, slim fingers shaking. His stomach tensed when he felt her reach for the band of his underwear, fumbling with it momentarily with nervous tugs—but when she finally pulled him out, he found himself holding back a gasp, his lone hand curling tightly against the back of her shirt.

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The Trinnacle by James Grant
Via Flickr:
This is a shot of the Trinnacle at Ravenstones Brow high up on Saddleworth Moor overlooking Greenfield Reservoir. 

You Are The Music In Me (Star-Lord x Reader)

Originally posted by sitvistecum

WARNING: Some mention of sibling death. 

SPOILER ALERT: It’s fluffy af and literally Peter is a huge fucking nerd.

You looked up from your book as the soft sound of music filled your ears. It was upbeat and cheery, the type of thing that felt somewhat inappropriate for the current setting, yet, a relief to hear. Beside you was a man you’d never seen before in a red leather jacket, sitting on the grass. In front of him was a pair of worn down looking headphones that he was using as a makeshift speaker to pump out music from the Walkman he held. It was a peculiar sight. You’d certainly heard people play music here before, whether it be from an instrument, or a phone, or gentle singing. But the songs had always been very mellow. And now here was this man, playing music from a device you didn’t even know they still made, in front of a plot that you’d never once seen anyone pay attention to.

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Zodiac Aesthetics
  • Aries: bloody knuckles, great eye brows, dark hair, broken glass
  • Taurus: wine, fireplaces, warmth, friendly faces, pictures of cute flowers
  • Gemini: pictures of friends laughing, abstract art, architecture
  • Cancer: the moon, lakes, rivers, branches on weeping willow trees
  • Leo: ice cream melting, art galleries, big curly hair, sunflowers
  • Virgo: minimalist aesthetic, stationary, journals, scarves
  • Libra: pumpkins, the smell of cloves, changing of seasons, leaves falling
  • Scorpio: smokey images, dark clothes, perfect eyeliner
  • Sagittarius: intense eyes, galaxies and stars, deep forests, coffee
  • Capricorn: nice lettering, pastels, pictures of food
  • Aquarius: alternative music, nice outfits, long wavy hair, beautiful girls
  • Pisces: circle sunglasses, jean jackets, dyed hair, beaches, seashells

For anon…enjoy! Bless this gif

“Hey team,” you called out with a smile as you walked through the firehouse.

Your friend was a firefighter and you had decided to bring him lunch. Considering this was the usual for you, it didn’t seem out of place.

Some of the firefighters waved. A few ruffled your hair, causing you to scrunch your nose. You slowed down when you reached your friend’s best friend on the squad.

“Hey Wilson,” you greeted with a smirk.
“Hey kid,” he replied with a wide grin.
“I don’t suppose you know where Steve-o’s at, do you?”
He arched a challenging brow. “I don’t suppose you got some extra grub?”

You smirked, hand already reaching into the fast food bag.

“Pssh, you know it.”

Wilson chuckled before catching the food you tossed. He made grunts of approval as he unwrapped the burger. You smirked.

“You’ll get the curly fries when you give me my info,” you teased.
“Rogers and Romanoff were called in by the Chief. Should be out in a minute.”
“Thanks Sammy,” you drawled before handing him the fries.

You left Wilson to himself as you headed further into the station. You made your way upstairs and toward the break room. Shaking your head, you placed the bag for Steve on the counter. Despite it being a firehouse, they had a nice kitchen.

You snagged a fry and chomped. However, you stopped mid-smirk when you caught sight of a new firefighter…topless. He looked as though he had just finished working out. His brunet hair waved a little in front of his face. You couldn’t help but stare. He quickly caught sight of you.

“I don’t think you’re supposed to be here,” he told you in confusion.
“Trust me,” you mumbled, “I do not care if it’s wrong.”

The man chuckled. He licked his lips before raising his curious gaze back to you. You bit your lip slightly. Sighing, you decided to answer him.

“I’m friends with Rogers. Brought him lunch,” you paused, “I thought I knew everyone in this unit.”
The man grinned. “Transfer from Brooklyn, actually.”
You arched a playful brow. “Am I supposed to call you that?”
He chuckled again. “You’re real funny, you know that?”
“I try,” you shrugged.
“James Barnes, but you can call me Bucky.”
“Bucky, huh?” you asked, “Well, it’s real nice to meet you.”
“Y/N? Did I see Wilson with a burger and fries?”

You turned with a smile. Steve was heading your way. You snatched the bag and held it up for him.

“Probably, Steve-o. But, no worries, he only has the decoy.”

Steve chuckled before taking the bag. He went to sit down when he caught sight of the transfer. He beamed.

“You two have met,” he commented, “That’s great!”
You arched a brow. “Why’s that? No offense, Buck.”
“Non taken.”

It was Steve’s turn to shoot Bucky a questioning glance. The transfer just shrugged. motioning to you slightly.

“Bucky and I go way back,” Steve explained, “He usually only lets people he’s known a while to call him Bucky.”
“Is that so?” you asked with a smirk.
“Hey, you were checking me out,” he countered.

You chuckled. You gave Steve a peck on the cheek. Bucky averted his gaze.

“Enjoy lunch,” you told him, turning to leave, “Oh, and give Buck-o my number for me?”

You smirked as you watched his surprised reaction. It swiftly turned into a sly grin. He whipped his shirt off his neck as he turned. Steve just chuckled before biting into his sandwich. Just before you were out of range, you decided to call back.

“And tell him I’m free most Fridays!”
“I got it,” Steve called back, “You owe me, Buck.”
“Yeah I do.”

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The Lingerie Experiment


Angie wanted to know how things with the lingerie set went, so I met her for lunch at Mad Greens.  She looked up at me after taking a large bite of her salad and a quick drink of water.  She wiped her hands on her napkin,

“So, how’d it go?”

I sat down, glancing around us to make sure no underage ears were around.  I shrugged,

“It’s safe to say that red is his favorite color.”

She squealed softly, her shoulders shaking with giggles,

“I knew that set would get him going.  I think I might go back and get one for myself.  Marcus would probably love it.”

I raised my eyebrows, a quick memory of Harry’s hands on my body from last night flying through my head.  I couldn’t help but smile,

“What?”  Angie asked.

I quickly wiped the smile off of my face and shook my head,


“That smile was not nothing.  What’s going on?”

“The Getty.”

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anonymous asked:

How do you rock a minimalistic red lipstick look without looking ridiculous lol I love the effortless look of a bare face with just red lipstick but I feel like it's so hard to pull off!

If you’re going for a minimalistic red lip look I’d pair a bold red lip with just foundation/powder, a great tinted brow gel, a brown/nude blush and a natural looking mascara. The nude blush will add a little structure and definition to the cheeks without looking overdone. The brow gel will beef up the brows/upper half of the face to balance out the heaviness of the bold lips on the bottom of your face. The natural looking mascara will open up your eyes without drawing too much attention to them as some mascaras can look clumpy and spidery, a natural looking mascara will keep everything soft and chic so try to use a drier mascara and stick to one coat!

Honestly any red would work for this look but if you want to keep it less intimidating going for a subtle red is totally doable. You can make any red lipstick more subtle by making it more of a stain rather than just applying it from the bullet. Dabbing the lipstick on, pressing/rubbing it in, repeat, will give a more natural look. 

Great waxy brow gels for this look… Essence Make Me Brow, Glossier Boy Brow, Charlotte Tilbury Legendary Brow Gel, Tom Ford Fiber Brow Gel.

Great neutral blushes for this look… Glossier Cloud Paint in Dusk, MAC Mineralized Blush in Warm Soul, Burberry Light Glow Earthy 007 Blush, NARS Luster, NYX Ombre Blush in Nude To Me.

Great lipsticks for this look… Glossier Generation G in Zip, NARS Audacious Lipstick in Sandra, Milani Matte Confident.

Great mascaras for this look… Maybelline Full n Soft.

I love how Desi Perkins wears red/bold lips with sharp cheek bones and little to no mascara. Just enough makeup to keep the lips the focus yet still have a complete look.

More inspo pics…

Still wearing a little eyeshadow, but the little to no mascara and no real blush color keeps the focus on the skin and the lips.

Gigi pairs her red lip here with pale burgundy (could also be a cool brown) eyeliner with soft brows and also little to no mascara.

You could keep everything bare, hydrated and dewy. Little to no foundation, cheek or eye products and keep the red a more muted, brick red. Lipstick from the Glossier ad campaign in shade Zip. Glossier Generation G Lipstick in Zip is the PERFECT subtle red.

How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days (Part 3)

Summary: (Modern AU) A player bets his co-workers he can make a woman fall in love with him in just 10 days. But he bets on the wrong girl – a writer with her own agenda.

Word Count: 1,854.

A/N: Sorry this took a while to post! School’s been getting in the way. Hope you guys enjoy! Feedback would be greatly appreciated. 

Part 1 Part 2 

Originally posted by buchanstan

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  • [watching lady and the tramp]
  • louis: I like the variety of dogs. That, I think, is the problem with America. I feel like there's just yellow labs, everywhere you look. What about the ones with great mustaches and 'brows?
  • harry: did you just shorten eyebrows to brows?
  • louis: I've got a lot of things to do
A Little Education

Characters: Steve x Reader

Summary: For a guy who has trouble keeping up with pop culture references navigating  the often murky world of sex is a bit daunting.  Who can he possibly ask for help?

Word Count: 1860 words

Prompt: My sex life

A/N: This was written for the amazing @emilyevanston and her wonderful challenge.  A massive thank you to @amarvelouswritings and @deanxfuckingadorablexwinchester for reading through this one for me and making sure it didn’t suck.  You guys are awesome.

Steve watched the exchange between Clint and Natasha with a frown.  He was sure from the look on Sam’s face whatever was being said was bawdry but he just couldn’t follow it.  Getting to his feet he left the room feeling old and very alone.  It’s not as if that whole thing had come easy to him before he hit the ice but now… Women and what to do with them seemed like an exotic and very confusing landscape for him to navigate.  He’d tried talking to Buck about it but all that got him was a pat on the back and ‘just go for it man, you’re Captain fucking America! If you can’t get laid then what hope is there for the rest of us.”

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