red lip stick


-she would actually be shy when she asked you out the first time, because she’s never asked out a girl before and unlike boys (whom she can always just assume are attracted to her) you were a wild card

first date

-your first date was hella extravagant because this girl is old money

-her bringing you a rose on your first date and shyly giving it to you

-her being oddly quiet for most of the first date until you grab her hand over the table and tell her ‘Cheryl, i agreed to go on a date with you. dont hide yourself. its okay, im not going to judge you or leave or do anything like that.’

-from that moment on she would be herself, knowing you accepted her


-her accepting you completely

-her being very proud that you are dating

-holding hands

-her sitting next to you in every class because no one would dare take her spot next to you

-sweet kisses on the cheek

-she loves doing that thing where she grabs your face, scrunches it up and plants a giant kiss on your cheek

-her lipstick is too high class to leave marks so she actually buys the shitty kind just so she can leave red lip stick marks on you

-getting matching princess rings

-her family learning to accept you because you’re actually super great and even they cant find flaws in you

-unfortunately, Cheryl is a jealous type, but that just means you get to have extra PDA when people she doesn’t like are around

-24/7 cuddles

-playing/braiding/doing her hair

-her doing your makeup

-face masks and movie nights together

-having long baths together in her huge tub

-matching kimonos that slightly cover your gorgeous lingerie you two wear whenever you’re alone.

-her fingers gliding over your skin teasingly

-rough kisses where she pulls at your hair

-her practicing dancing in front of you which usually becomes a strip tease because this is Cheryl we’re talking about

-people catching you wearing some of her clothing the day after you sleep over at her place

-spa days where you paint each others nails

-sneaking around her huge house after her parents are asleep

-re-enacting Romeo and Juliet outside her window that one time she got mad at you and her forgiving you instantly

-watching old movies and coming up with witty comebacks she can say to people who annoy her

-every month you celebrate your anniversary and she gets you some extravagant present, although she would never tell you how much something costs (but its a lot)

-cuddling while you read together

-she loves taking pictures of you to put on her instagram (all color coordinated and aesthetically pleasing of course)

-long hugs

-sweet kisses

-little surprise presents in your locker or on your notebook in class

-unconditional, unwavering, unapologetic love.

Sana's Make Up

Idk if someone’s pointed it out already but in the beginning of season one (actually the whole of that season) Sana was wearing really dark and actually kind of colorless make-up. We can assume that she didn’t have a lot of friends before. Maybe non. Because she was/is different and didn’t feel accepted.

During seasons 2 and 3 and the first half of the 4th season she’s not only wearing lighter clothing but also way lighter make-up. She’s not wearing as dark eyeshadow and even puts light red lip stick on! This could stand for her not feeling alone anymore, she has true friends (or thought so), she’s accepted. People actually like her.

And now, after all that shit went down, she’s back to the dark make-up. Plus as we’ve seen in the clip she feels alone again and as though she lost all her friends.

Julie and her symbolism I s2g

Imagine being rebellious with the boys after dating one of the greasers.

Originally posted by staygold-outsiders

“I-is that Y/n?” Sam asked his brother as they exited the impala.

“Where- oh no.” His jaw clenched. “It better not be.”

The trip to town was supposed to be quick and easy, get the groceries and leave, but now it was going to turn into a nightmare.

One, you weren’t even supposed to be down in town, especially not with Dallas, and two, you had decided it was time for a make over. Well, more like a complete change in looks and attitude. You looked like you just walked out of the 50’s with the bright red lip stick on your lips with red heels to match.

“Hey! Y/n!” Dean yelled as he approached you.

You whipped around quickly, your eyes growing wide. Dallas took the cigarette out of your hand quickly, then took a long drag on it, blowing the smoke in both of your brothers faces. Risky decision.

“New look?” Sam asked sarcastically.


“I can’t believe it.”

“Well dig it, babe.” You looked him up and down before continuing on. “You need a new look too.”

“Okay, now hold up.” Dean said as he stepped in front of you. “No one is getting a new look! Go change back into your other clothes and go get in the car!”

“What? No!” You scoffed.

“If you don’t go get in that car, I swear.”

You turned to Dally and you both began to laugh as you propped your arm up on his shoulder.

“Ooo, You’ve got me shakin.” You said.


His voice was dangerously low and you could tell by the fire that was flaming in his eyes that he wasn’t playing around. You didn’t even know why he was so mad! After all, it was your body and your heart! You should be able to wear what you wanted and love who you pleased!

With a sigh, you turned to kiss Dally good-bye, but it was interrupted quickly as Dean grabbed your arm and started towards the car. Even with your struggling you couldn’t wiggle free from his grip. Your insults or sharp slaps didn’t even help you in the slightest.

You climbed into the back seat and slammed the door closed before Dean ever got the chance to close it for you. Both brothers climbed in and immediately looked back to you, jaws clenched.

“Okay listen here, Sandy 2.0, I don’t know what had gotten into you, but fix it! No more bad boys, no more bright red lipstick, and no more greaser girl attitude, you understand me?” Dean yelled.

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, whatever.”

“Yeah, what ev- Excuse me?!” Dean took a breath and looked over at Sam. “I’m gonna kill her.”

“Dean, no.” Sam said sternly. He stopped and sniffed the air. “Wait, do you smell that? It smells like- Y/n, have you been smoking?”

You shrugged.

“Oh, hell no.” Dean said. “Now you’re dead.”

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