perfectly curled


If you like the following please consider watching the first season of Versailles on Netflix


set in 1600s France


One of them likes to dress in drag (even when he was alive he really did this)

Long perfectly curled hair on both men and women


Countless (straight) affairs featuring King Louis the XIV the sungod


But yes if you want to see LGBTQ plus representation in a show with great cinematography then hit it up


Bonus: They are not afraid to kiss in front of everyone

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The Signs as Aesthetics

Aries: Red // New York City // Black boots

Taurus: A dozen cups of coffee // chillin’ by the fire place and cuddling // small dogs

Gemini: The sun // summer days // figure skates

Cancer: Neon lights // warm hugs // running shoes

Leo: Gold paint // binge watching movies ‘til dawn // neck kisses

Virgo: Color coded notes // messy hair // undying laughter

Libra: Perfectly curled hair // Christmas // fairies

Scorpio: Storms // whispering // dark, lustful eyes

Sagittarius: Road trips // star gazing // ponytails

Capricorn: Rain against the windowpaine // crisp autumn leaves dancing through the wind // getting lost in time reading a book

Aquarius: Fantasy books // naming the clouds // 2 am ideas

Pisces: Pet shops // fresh laundry // slow dance music

Benedict’s eyes

oh my god i can’t take it anymore i’m in love with ben’s eyes

and not JUST his iris, there’s already loads of appreciation post on his wonderful otherworldly cosmic-coloured irises, this time i wanna talk about the rest of his eye features

i love his eyelid!!! I do i love it so much especially when his eyes are half-open at rest and relaxed because then they make such a distinct and clean line above his eyes


and then there’s the cute lil slanted pea-shape i mean look!!! it’s so anime-y, as someone who draws lots of ben/sherlock fanart, let me just tell you that drawing the shape of his eye is one of the most satisfying things in the world

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and then there’s his eyelashes! it’s not particularly thick or particularly long, but it’s just the perfect amount of length and sparseness and curl to perfectly decorate his eye and make his iris seem to sparkle more

and also just how expressive all those features combined can be, his eyes are SO expressive!! just look at how soft and radiant it is when he smiles

look at how sad and sombre it is when he cries

how vulnerable it looks when he’s weak

how scary it can look when he’s angry


please talk to me about ben’s eyes, every time i see his eyes i amd more and more in love with him and i’m not even the type to romanticize things, i’m the opposite of that but his eyes!! like i’m genuinely in awe with his eyes because of its pure mathematical beauty, the curvature of its shape, the flick of its eyelash, the distinctiveness of the eyelid, the depth of its expressiveness!


joHN’S brain: Mycroft in a shitty beard and shitty prosthetics and shitty rubber fisherman suit. is a fucken DWEEB. cant even look at blood. 

john’s brain: eurus looks like the girl from the ring

also john’s brain: Sherlock’s hair perfectly curled, cropped right above his ears…crisp white shirt, top two buttons undone so you can see that little hallow at the base of his throat.. brilliant and gentle.. the most beautiful twink thing in the room. HANDS HANDS HANDS. looks hot holding a gun. looks hot with a violin.  


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Black Magic (Young!Sirius Black x Reader)

Originally posted by nellaey

Request from: Anon

Prompt: Hiya :) could you please do a Young!sirius x reader where Sirius and the reader grew up together, but now he is always teasing or harsh with the reader because he is jealous because she is close friends with James and Sirius thinks they like each other. One day he goes too far and James confronts him. Thanks Hun x

“Oh Sirius stop it, or I swear I’ll curse you” You huffed as you picked out your dress.

“Seeing James again I assume” He teased pulling at one of your perfectly curled hairs.

“As a matter of fact I am” You snorted swatting his hand away.

You had met Sirius when you were only three years old. Your parents were friends so the two of you spent lots of time together. This led to you meeting James and the rest of his friends. You were one of the guys. Though you always toyed with the idea of dating Sirius. You had become particularly close to James. He had his eyes set on Lily Evans but apparently she needed a push. So James had the brilliant idea to use you to make her jealous. That entitled you to go places where Lily was and cling to James. You were happy to help. In fact you assisted all of the marauders in getting girls. That is except Sirius. You were still unsure of whether or not he liked you.

It was strange though because ever since you started helping James, Sirius seemed different. He pulled away from you and began to tease you more and became harsh. You assumed he was having a hard time with school but whenever you asked he brushed you off. It was actually becoming rather troublesome.

“And where will you be going this time?” Sirius said flopping on your freshly made bed.

“Oh come on don’t be silly” You said shoving him off of your bed. “You know Remus is having a party tonight. His parents are taking their yearly vacation to the muggle world”

“Ah yes that’s right. What a coincidence I will be there as well” He said rubbing his head which had hit the floor.

“Now get out” You said playfully pushing out the door. “I have to change and I wouldn’t want you seeing anything”

“What’s to see” He said rolling his eyes and walking away. “See you tonight” He called as he slammed your door shut.

What was up with him? Did he actually mean that? Maybe this was a sign that he really didn’t like you. You decided you’d talk to James. Maybe he knew what was going on. “Oh dash it” You mumbled as you looked at the time. You ran outside and caught up with James and the rest of the boys. The only problem was that Sirius was nowhere to be seen.

When you were at the party James held you close and watched as Lily’s eyes flickered with jealousy. Mission accomplished. Halfway through the night you saw Sirius standing in a corner with his eyes on you. Except it wasn’t friendly. It appeared to be hatred.

“James” You said tugging on his shoulder. “Do you know what’s wrong with Sirius? He seems to be treating me so different”

James shrugged. “I have no idea. He hasn’t said anything to me. Go talk to him” He said nudging you in Sirius’s direction.

As you approached Sirius he started walking away and outside. “Sirius. Sirius. Sirius!”  You yelled calling after him. “Hey” You said catching up to him and pulling on his shoulder.

“Yes Y/n what do you want?” He said reluctantly turning around to look at you.

“I wanted to spend time with you” You said softening your tone.

“Well don’t let me take you away from James”

“Ha ha very funny” You said brushing off his cold tone.

“I’m serious Y/n”

“Well of course you’re Sirius…” You said making a joke.

“I don’t want to see you anymore” He said cutting you off.

“What?” You said shocked as the tears formed in you eyes.

“Go away” He said before walking away from you and further into the night’s darkness.

You ran inside as tears streamed down your face and right to James. As soon as he saw you the smile dropped off of his face. “Y/n what’s wrong?”

“It’s Sirius” You sad wiping the tears from you face. “He doesn’t want to see me anymore” You said your voice cracking.

“I’ll talk to him” James said storming off rather angrily. “Are you mental?” He demanded upon finding Sirius outside. “You made Y/n cry”

“No you’re the mental one” Sirius said rolling his eyes. “You knew I liked Y/n and what do you do? You pursue her and take her everywhere, mocking me”

James laughed. “You’re kidding right? I like Lily and Y/n was just helping me make her jealous” Sirius’s face turned pale. “You better go talk to her she’s in Remus’s room”

Sirius feeling rather foolish and embarrassed rushed upstairs to Remus’s room. As he burst through the door he ran to your side and knelt down next to the bed. “Y/n I am so sorry. I didn’t know you were helping James. I thought you didn’t like me so I got jealous and became mean. Please forgive me”

“Why would you be jealous?” You asked wiping away the tears. “I was still spending time with you”

He sighed. “Yes but not the kind of time you were spending with James”

“Why would that matt….oh” You said realizing. “You liked me all this time?” 

He shrugged running his hand through his back hair. “You caught me”

“Oh you fool” You said tackling him to the ground. “I liked you too”

He rolled you over so now he was on top. “Then I guess that means I can do this” He pressed his lips against yours and as he did you heard snickers of laughter.

“Boys” You said snarling. “I will use magic outside of school if you don’t get out of here” You said chasing Peter, James, and Remus out the door and down the stairs. You could hear Sirius laugh as you chased them outside and into the darkness.

NCT When You Try On Dresses

Requested by: anonymous (aAAA im so sorry for the super late request!! i hope you like it :DDD)

Submission: “Hi! Could you do an NCT dream reaction to you as their S/O trying on dresses? (Maybe say, for a school dance or wedding?) Thank you~”

Genre: fluff

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sorry this is long - i’m combining like three of your requests bc i feel so bad about taking forever to address them. i promise though, this weekend is going to be filled with like 39082340 filled requests. pinky swear. [send a request here]

“It wasn’t even funny,” Shawn mumbles under his breath. He’s playing idly with the bottom of his flannel as his forehead creases in thought. His feet are planted on the floor as he sits on the side of your bed, but one leg refuses to stop bouncing up and down. “Like, why would anyone laugh at you getting seriously injured? It’s fucked up.”

You sigh from your place in front of the mirror, but you’re too preoccupied to argue with him; your hands are busy putting your perfectly curled hair into a messy bun at the top of your head, a few stubborn strands falling to frame your face, and you feel more like yourself when you turn around to face your husband. All the makeup had been taken off the second you stepped foot in the house and you changed into sweats on the car ride home. You claim that set clothes have a certain smell to them, an undeniable stench that makes you feel uncomfortable, but Shawn thinks you just like to shed work off your shoulders as soon as possible, that maybe you like to differentiate between home and studio because you’re afraid the character you play will melt into what you become outside of the screen.

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kaitlynfbc  asked:

Archie getting (platonically) jealous of ronnies and Betty's relationship because Betty doesn't talk to him as much and he misses her

this was fun to write, also I apologize because I can’t seem to write anything over 700 words rip

word count: 674

“Hey Betty, do you wanna do something on tonight? We could go to Pop’s, or I’ve written some new songs if you want to hear them.” Archie said, pulling on his jacket and grabbing his books out of his locker. Betty ran her hand through her perfectly-curled ponytail nervously and shrugged.

“Sorry Archie, Veronica and I are making cupcakes tonight. Maybe next week?” Archie sighed. “Sure.” He mumbled, shoving his hands in his pockets.

“Arch? What’s wrong?” Betty said, nudging her best friend. He shrugged and looked down, concentrating on the scuff marks on his converse.

“I just never see you anymore, that’s all. I miss hanging out with you.”

“Oh my god, you’re totally jealous!” Betty said, giggling. Archie’s face began turning a shade of red close to the color of his hair as he shook his head furiously.

“Who’s jealous?” Veronica said, walking up from behind the pair and lacing her fingers with Betty’s.

“Archie’s upset that I’m spending more time with you than I do with him.” Betty said, turning around to face her girlfriend. Veronica grinned and raised her eyebrows.

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Play Nice (Riker smut)

Requested: Riker smut where you don’t like each other but finally come to terms. Posting before 7 because I have a floor meeting @ 7! Enjoy! (unedited)

I slip on my pleather mini dress and look at my appearance in the mirror. Rydel said I had to look hot, and that’s the only thing I had to worry about. My hair was perfectly curled, and my makeup was sharp with a touch of red lipstick.

It was my 21st birthday and I was going to let him ruin it. Even though he always did. With his asshole remarks on my short dresses, and making out with boys. I wasn’t going to take any of it tonight. If anything, I was going to put him in his place if he tried to ruin my party.

I slip on my black studded heels before grabbing my clutch and text Rydel I was on my way. Rydel texted me an hour ago and it only said “The tequila has landed.” And that’s when I knew tonight was going to be my night. Just me, the dance floor and the tequila bottle in hand.

I arrived at the party an hour after it started and there was already quite the party going on. People were grinding against each other in the living room, coolers in the backyard, and bottles of liquor on the kitchen island. I walk into the kitchen and see Rocky and Rydel pouring drinks for people.

“AY! THE BIRTHDAY GIRL IS HERE!” Rocky yells over the booming music causing people to cheer from around the house.

Rydel pulls me into a hug and comments on my sexy dress that we both knew was just to piss of Riker, and hopefully would help bring a boy home.

“One tequila, two tequila, three tequila - floor.” Rocky says with a grin as he hands me a shot of my favorite substance. I could drink tequila like it was water . We all knew as I throw my head back, letting the burning sensation slide down my throat - tonight was going to be a good night.

I wink at him setting the shot glass on the counter. He pours me one more to down before I made my way on the dance floor.

“Hey birthday girl!” Ross says with a smile as he pulls me into a quick hug, and pecks my cheek.

I smile as he spins me under his arm and I sway my hips to the Fetty Wap song. “And you’ve had tequila.” I giggle at his correction assumption and see in the corner of my eyes Riker leaning against the door frame watching my every move.

I grind against the nearest body and feel their hands rest against the front of my thighs holding me close. I watch Riker down the rest of his drink before walking over to me and nudges the guy away from me. I turn my head and saw it was some random guy I’ve never seen at their parties.

Riker was dressed in a plain white t-shirt with a necklace hanging around his neck, a ripped pair of tight jeans and a pair of converse.

“Like whatcha see?” He asks in my ear as I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing our pelvis together.

“I could ask you the same thing.” I whisper in his ear causing him to pull my body closer to his.

“Your dress is a little short, Y/N.” Riker says his grip tightening on my hips.

“You have to be nice to me.” I say looking up at him clenching my jaw.

“Is that so?” He asks leaning down and our lips are centimeters away. I nod my head my words lost at the back of my throat. He presses his lips against mine, one of his hands traveling to my hair, and the other down to my butt. I groan against his hold and kiss him back in desperation.

I pull away after when I was gasping for air and clench the back of hair. “Yeah, it’s my birthday.”

“Well let me give you a little present.” He says pulling away and grabs my hand before he walks us up the stairs and down the hall to his room.

He shuts the door behind us and locks it before presses my body against the wall. He holds my neck in his hands before pressing his lips against mine. I let out a sigh against his touch and rest my hands on his waist. He moves his lips to my neck and his hands slide down my body causing a moan to escape my lips.

“I didn’t think you’d be so responsive.” He says nipping at my neck and shoulder.

“Play nice.” I say as I feel his hands squeeze my ass.

“Oh baby I am.” He whispers before sliding my dress over my head and tosses it on the ground. He groans at my naked body in front of me. “Nothing underneath, god Y/N.” He mumbles picking me up before setting me down on his bed.

He yanks off his t-shirt and kicks of his jeans before crawling onto the bed.

I feel his hands roam my body squeezing every curve of my body. I throw my head back against the pillows as I feel his warm breath on my wet core. He chuckles resting his hands on my stomach before devouring my core.

I only call you when it’s half past five. The only time that I’ll be by your side
I only love it when you touch me, not feel me

I grab onto his hands as I feel my climax ready to surface. I try to swallow the scream at the back of my throat and Riker must have noticed.

“Scream baby no one can hear you over the music.” He says which was the last push I needed before arching my back and screaming out from the best orgasm i’ve had in months.

“That’s it.” He says leaving kisses all along my torso and up my chest. His lips meet mine as I yank at his shirt. He pulls away and slides off his briefs before grabbing a condom from the drawer next to his bed and slides it on.

He leans down pressing kisses along my neck as he slides into me not giving me any warning. A moan erupted from my throat and I dig my nails into the back of shoulder blades. “Fuck Ri.”

“Fuck. I thought you’d be tight, but not this tight.” Riker groans picking up the pace and burying his face in the crook of my neck.

I feel his hand slide between our bodies and I feel his finger brush against my swollen clit, causing my chest to press against his. “That’s it baby. I can feel you clenching you’re almost-”

I let out a frustrated groan as his thumb brushes in figure eights, and his hips pound against mine. “C’mon baby, c’mon.”

I curl my toes and feel my body start to compluse. Riker presses kisses to my neck as my climax takes over, and he keeps thrusting through it until he reaches his own.

My body starts to calm down after a minute or so while I watch Riker throw away the used condom in the trashcan and slip on a pair of briefs.

“So that’s it. We’re going to act as if we still hate each other and this was nothing.” I say looking up at him. He turns his neck to look at me as he shuts his dresser drawer.

“I was getting you a shirt.” He explains walking over to the bed and hands it to me.

“Oh.” I say quietly sitting up enough to slip it on over my head and slip my arms through the arm holes, and lay back down not finding the strength or energy to move.

“I’ve always liked you, Y/N.” He explains sitting next to me on the bed. “That’s why I would be mean to you. Especially around other guys you just wanted a one night stand. Because I always wanted more.”

“Me too.” I whisper looking up at him causing him to lean down and press his lips gently against mine. I kiss him back causing his hand to sneak up under his t-shirt. I smack his hand away with a giggle as he brushes his nose against mine.

“Especially after that sex. I’m not letting you go anywhere.”

But Imagine Cosette With a Motorcycle.
  • She picked up the idea from Bahorel (who is her best friend out of the amis, besides Marius, obviously.)
  • She’s hardcore into safety and helmets and going just at the speed limit, not above or below.
  • When Marius rode with her for the first time, he screamed his head off like a scared little kid. But now he’s used to it and likes to shout things that he thinks sound hardcore (but actually don’t) at passersby as they whiz down the street. Cosette just rolls her eyes.
  • She wears jeans, a motorcycle jacket, a helmet, and boots to ride and yet?? Somehow within two minutes of arriving at a location her windblown hair is curled perfectly, red lipstick applied impeccably, and she’s changed into a cute vintage dress and high heeled shoes?? No one knows how she does it. She just does.


Tata Harper Shares her Natural Beauty Essentials.

Healthy glowing skin? Check. Girl boss behind one of our favorite skin care brands? Check. Yes, it’s safe to say we’ve got a major beauty crush on Tata Harper. As the founder of her eponymous skin care line, Tata knows a thing or two about natural beauty, so we asked the engineer-turned-skin-care-entrepreneur what products she keeps in heavy rotation to create her signature, effortless glow. JACKIE KROPP

Tata Harper Replenishing Nutrient Complex

“This is a must have in my bag at all times. I use it to revive dry, tired eyes throughout the day by just patting a small amount underneath the eye area, which can be done on top of makeup as well.”

Tweezerman Eyelash Curler

“Even though I hardly ever wear mascara, I love the look of a perfectly curled lash. It really opens up the eye.” 

Tata Harper Volumizing Lip & Cheek Tint in Very Naughty

“This is currently my favorite of all the Lip and Cheek tints. I love it on my lips, and then and I use the excess on my cheeks for an instant pop of color.” 

Tata Harper Volumizing Lip & Cheek Tint in Very Sweet

“This is the perfect shade to highlight. I use it on my cheeks and forehead, and a small amount on my eyelids and chin for the ultimate glow!” 

Josie Maran Bear Naked Wipes

“These are perfect when you are on the go and need a quick and efficient way to cleanse your face. I use them at the airport before a long flight.“

Hourglass Arch Brow Sculpting Pencil

“Brows are so important because they frame the face. This is so easy to use and the finished look is very natural.” 

Ecobrow Defining Wax

“The wax blends nicely into the existing hair, so that it doesn’t create a dramatic, drawn on line.” 


I was once a happy girl with flowers in my hair,

Dancing in fields, inhaling Earth’s air.

Not a worry or a weep, not a care in the world,

My hair flowing perfectly, glossy and curled.

As I grew up, things started to change,

All of my emotions became very strange.

A voice began following me everywhere I went,

I became confused as to what this now meant.

‘Don’t do this, don’t do that’ was all I ever heard,

Every time I stepped outside, my vision became blurred.

My heart raced fast whenever I travelled out there,

They are looking at me, but why on Earth do I care?

Mornings became the worst knowing I had to face the crowd,

Would I even be able to read something out loud?

I don’t want to be lonely but I want to be alone,

I don’t even want to pick up the phone.

The worst part of it all is that nobody understands,

Weak is my mind and shaky are my hands.

I don’t feel upset or feel any pain,

I just feel numb, emotionless and plain.

Now my goal is to get through each day,

I feel as though there’s nothing left to say.

And to this day, I know and I swear,

I’m no longer the happy girl with flowers in her hair.

—  @afffectionnnate (26/03/2014)
Hogwarts houses as hair styles
  • Gryffindor: lime green bangs, ombre color hair with silver hignlights.
  • Hufflepuff: braid crowns, delicate loose curls.
  • Ravenclaw: perfectly straightened hair, no frizz.
  • Slytherin: pinup hair updos.