i need to shape my brows

anonymous asked:

So are most of your eyebrows drawn on? I have thick arched eyebrows and I want straight brows but I feel like that means shaving off parts of my brow and help me I'm so lost :(((((

yeah they are drawn on!! mine arent super thin but arent thick either just inbetween! so i just need to fill them in to help define them better ^__^

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Eyebrowows tutorial

Yeaaa an anon asked me how I did my eyebrows on my Frisk/Chara cosplay so I decided to do a little tutorial for you peeps!

Every time I start doing my eyebrows, this is basically the shape I have in mind. The eyebrow is fairly straight and even and the eyebrow arch has a nice round curve to it. Also the end of the eyebrow is kinda short.

Alright let’s start with the things you’re going to need:

- An eyebrow brush

- An angled brow brush

- Some color for your eyebrows (if you don’t own any actual brow color, you can also use eyeshadows!)

I start with grooming and brushing my eyebrows into the shape I want.

Then I take a little bit of color and start drawing the outline of my brow. I always start from the bottom of the brow and continue all the way to the end.

When I get to the eyebrow arch, I try to give it a nice round shape (the one I was talking about earlier haha).

After I’ve drawn the lower outline, I do the same for the top of my brow: Start from the inner corner and work your way to the end of the brow. I do a round turn for the top side of the brow too so the brow stays consistent and even.

After I’ve drawn the shape, I simply fill the eyebrow with color. The thing here is to make the end of the brow the darkest part (we’re trying to achieve like a gradient eyebrow) and fade the inner part of the brow out.

Like I mentioned above, the eyebrow should kinda fade out once we get to the inner part. Take a little bit of color and brush it up so it creates (yet again) a round shape at the start. Then use your angled brush to spread the color out and make the start of your brow “softer”.

Then brush your eyebrows into a shape again and fill out all the possible blank spots you might’ve missed.

Aaaaand this is kinda what you get! Now I remind you that this is my personal way of doing eyebrows and thus might not be for you. That’s okay! There’s thousands of different kind of eyebrows and and thousands of ways to draw them. Go and experiment which style fits you the best! It might take some time before you get the hang of it but I’m sure you can do it with practice and patience.

Now go enjoy the eyebrows you’ve worked hard for!

Red - Bucky x Reader

Do I need to stop writing so many Bucky things? I have like twice the amount of any other character…

Cheering. Shield. Paint. Red.

Wipe him.

Screaming. Pain. Red.

Asset.

Gun. Shot. Blood. Red.

You’re my friend.

Laughing. Stark. Red.

I knew him.

You shaped the century.

Pierce. Hydra. Red.

I’m with you till the end of the line.


Waking with the screams already escaped from his lips, the sweat beading on his brow, eyes blood shot.

“Bucky.” 

Her hand on his skin, cold against heat.

(Y/n).

“It’s okay.” She says.

No it’s not.

“Bucky, I’m here.”

But you weren’t there.

He pulls her close, resting his head on her chest, the soft patter of her heart helping to soothe his own.

A scratch on her forehead, the red blood seeping through.

“(Y/n). I hurt you.” Shying away, away from her touch.

“It’s okay.”

Is it?

“Bucky, I love you. Nightmares aren’t going to scare me away.”

An irresistible desire to hold her. Tell her he loves her. Tell her about his nightmare.

So he does.

“I love you. I love you and I can’t bear to lose you.”


Witches and Wolves

@shift-shaping continued with an even worse title  from here

He furrowed his brow, troubled slightly when she said she wasn’t used to consensual interactions, and he wondered exactly what she meant by that. He shook her hand when she offered it, though he found it amusing that she felt the need for it.

“As you like, Eir. But you have no need to apologize. I understand your apprehension, and your accusation. But you should be aware.. while my intentions are genuine enough, I doubt if I will stop flirting with you. Unless you are truly bothered by it?”

2

After laying out, I looked in the mirror and couldn’t believe all the freckles making their way out for the summer! Does anyone else get crazy freckles in the summer? I even get them on my lips.

Also, after posting this photo on Instagram and had a crazy email. I won’t say any names, but people should really pay attention to the things they are saying when it comes to appearance. This is me, without makeup, sure there’s an Instagram filter, but it’s me. The email was basically just a analytical list of all the things I need to do with my appearance.

They were listed in this order:

  1. You should wear under eye make up and get injections for your bags.
  2. There is invisiline for that split of yours.
  3. Have you ever heard of injections for the rinnkles on your forehead?
  4. Your lips are super dry, wear lipgloss.
  5. Where do I start with those brows? They need shaped, plucked, and shaded in with a pencil.
  6. What is up with your hair?
  7. You looked better with your lighter contacts.
  8. I use waterproof make up before going to pool events. I can give you some cheap brands if you’re interested.
  9. Your cheeks look a lot puffier lately, lay off the salt.

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To be honest, none of that bothered me. But you never know who you are talking to or how they will react. What bothered me is that people think they have the right to talk to others that way. If you don’t have anything nice to say….well you know the rest. That is what’s wrong with society; we change things because of what others say or think. I know I’m no Kendall Jenner, or Beyonce, I’m Taralynn. I don’t know if this girl was being serious or if she was just sending a mean email trying to work me up. I see girls bringing each other down all the time, why can’t it be the other way around? I did see all the nice comments on Instagram from my readers that made my day, but there is always that one person.

My reply to her?

  1. I love my dark circles and puffy eyes, It shows I’m human and sometimes have trouble sleeping.
  2. That split of mine was given to me by God, and I’m going to keep that piece of character.
  3. I’m 24 years old and I don’t need injections; no one needs injections. I passed as a middle schooler at a baseball game a week ago.
  4. My lips are dry because I’ve been out in the sun all day. Don’t tell me that’s never happened to you.
  5. I love my brows, I love how thick they are, sure they could use a little work, but they’re my brows and that’s how I like them. I fix them when I need to, but I don’t religiously wait for one to grow back so I can pluck it right away.
  6. What’s up with my hair? It’s called getting it wet in the pool. It’s fun!
  7. I think so too, but it’s more comfortable to rock my natural eye color. Brown eyes are just as pretty as blue, grey, or green eyes.
  8. Not interested in wearing make up to a backyard pool party for one. I wear makeup maybe one a week, and it’s basically just mascara and lipstick.
  9. I love my cheeks.

No matter what people say to you, or to people about you, just be you. Do what you love, what makes you feel pretty, and embrace every flaw. You’re beautiful, your flaws are beautiful, and no one can change that. Don’t let anyone stand between you and your self confidence.

One one person can judge you…

Not bad for not having all my makeup tools and years since I’ve cosplayed a male character; need Watercolor pencils for better shaping ma’ brows, style the wig properly, do some real side burns and practice the contouring boy style few more times…but getting the look slowly but surely! Mwhahahaha fuck you Sun!! Enjoy existing while you still can….


“Who are you and why the hell are you driving my car?” 

Deans smirked as his self, well, his female self that is, threatened him with the barrel of a gun, his gun, pointed at his temple. He side eyed her cold glare, the green of her irises were hard and filled with spite. The very look on her face was much similar to the one he would make if he found a stranger with their dirty mitts on his own Baby, after all they were the same person just without the same…you know.

“Listen lady, I don’t know how to tell you this so, lets keep this short and simple.” He replied coolly, causing her perfectly shaped brows to raise in surprise at his tone. Her silence was all he needed to continue. “I was on a case, practically on the tail end of figuring out the whole enchilada, and then, wouldn’t you know it, the next minute I find myself passed out in my car next to you.” He shrugged like the ordeal wasn’t as weird as it sounded. He was used to hunts taking a turn for the worst by now. Him and Sam practically expected it, however, this was something out of left field for sure.  “Imagine my surprise when I find that the beautiful lady next to me happens to be carrying about every single thing I have in my pockets on her person.”

“You searched me?” The woman’s eyes narrowed and her plump lips thinned into a line. “I swear if I find one god damned thing missing I swear I will-”  Her finger tightened on the trigger, making her threat all the more convincing. One pull and that’s all it would take to leave a hole in Dean’s brain.

“Whoa, now, just hold on a second!” Dean cautioned, lifting his hands up in defense. “I don’t think you fully understand what you’re doing here.”

“Oh, don’t I?” She mocked him scornfully, the twitch of her lip lifting into a brief smirk. “I’m pretty sure I know what I’m doing, and I don’t need to be talked off the ledge by some psychotic kidnapper.”

“Well, if that’s what you think of me, then fine, but I’m just looking out for your well being, trust me.” A nervous chuckle escaped his lips. “You don’t want to know what could happen if you pulled that trigger.”

“And why not?” She seethed, her teeth clenched. “Because I’ll save the cops an extra bullet in their guns? If I killed you, right now, I’ll probably have a thank you card waiting in the mail for me by tomorrow morning.”

Dean stared at her, weighing his options. If she really was a female version of himself, he wouldn’t doubt that he would be dead within the next minute. He sighed, closing his eyes as he lay his head against the leather backing of Baby’s front bench seat. “Because, if you kill me now, you might as well be killing yourself.”

Objectively, you’re so beautiful I cannot help but weep.

Okay, if this is offensive, I need you to do the Tumblr equivalent of bitch-slapping me, because that’s not how this is meant. But I need to say it, because I’m a wee bit drunk, and need to get this off my chest. If I fuck up, please tell me so that I can fix it.

In my artistic opinion, the cultural and racial influences of ‘traditional black culture’ have combined themselves so perfectly, so beautifully, as to bring me to tears. 
The facial and feature structures of Africana-influenced visages are my favorite. The shape of the brow, the expressive and proud sweep of the cheekbone, and the elegant, graceful arc of the neck and shoulders. 

Little gods that ride weensy pink ponies, 

You’re beautiful. 

Never, never in my life could I paint nor in any way replicate the sheer, raw, fundamental striking force of strong Africana features. 

You’re beautiful, and mother of grace, it breaks my heart. I’m sorry, and I’ll shut up now, but…

God love me. 
Such sheer, raw, wild beauty.