#chapstick challenge

[sewgeekmama]

What Is the Lip Balm Trend and Chapstick Challenge?

TikTok has some strange and creepy trends, and the lip balm trend and Chapstick challenge may sound like the latest makeup fad, but they’re actually trends involving self-harm. I accidentally stumbled onto this when looking for actual makeup trends. TikTok has been diligently removing the lip balm trend videos, but the last one I saw racked up 11k views before it was pulled. When the Lip Balm…

[evermorepeyton]

these men need chapstick, i think someone should give some to them on a m&g, let’s make them cute and personified so it doesn’t seem offensive like awww that is the moon chapstick !! ohh that chapstick has my old bedsheets !! or awww this chapstick has a llama xD you’re so annoying but thank you !!!

[danandfuckingjonlmao]

dan and phil are like jesus in that they’re dramatic ass fruity men in their 30s always going like “i am making this SACRIFICE for THE PEOPLE” and everyone is like “no one asked you to do this in fact we’d all rather you just did not do this” and they’re like “IT IS TOO LATE NOW YOU HAVE TO LIVE WITH THE CONSEQUENCES THIS IS WHAT YOU WANTED” and we’re like “no no we didn’t want this actually and you made this decision with your whole ass adult brain you truly could have just not done this and we’d all be better off for it but now we all have to suffer because YOU refuse to say no to shit” and i think that’s ridiculous stupid annoying awful beautiful

[spicyspiders]

just noticed how plump and pouty his lips are

[fangsforfags]

love tht after he kissed me (the first time today) he went "now my mouth tastes like strawberries". well of course it does. tht was my chapstick

[bass3spacefreak]

Every once in a while I miss the rush that I got searching “boys kissing” on YouTube when I was 12

[anantaru]

— flavored chapstick challenge

synopsis. you put on different chapsticks and make your boyfriend guess the flavor <3

including. alhaitham, venti, scaramouche

genre. making out & slightly suggestive, fluff, gn! reader

— alhaitham

as was expected from somebody like the scribe himself, the moment you have challenged your boyfriend alhaitham to such witty game, he, in return, will take it serious, extremely grave to the point where the more actual reason as to why you wanted to play this game in the first place, went straight down the drain.

notwithstanding the fact that such was the case now, the man will always kiss you slowly and passionately, each time, introducing you to how it felt when time froze, whenever he pressed his lips on you.

naturally, to savor the artificial taste on his mouth, he tenderly swipes the tip of his tongue over your bottom lip and hums, then breaths in as glitter and a faint rosy tone was sticking all over his mouth.

alhaitham opens his eyes and watches you struggling weakly at him.

you're holding yourself close to your boyfriend now, both hands around his neck, watching him with flustered cheeks and stars hidden behind your eyes, greeting him with your precious gaze.

alhaitham blinks and found himself holding the eye contact longer, his lips pressing together to voice a deep, low, pleading tone;

"sunsettia, i assume?" he whispers, almost cruelly, staring at your wet lips and like he didn't just tease the living hell out of you.

yet not so fast, since truth must be served in alhaitham's eyes— following his answer he assured you that in order for him to be truly certain, one hundred percent, he needed to repeat that kiss once again, that exact one, maybe use his tongue a little more while he was at it.

— venti

venti simply takes every opportunity to just kiss you while ignoring the entire purpose of the game, even once asking you about the rules again— this isn't him feigning innocence, or is it now?

ah well, you know your boyfriend pretty well, correct? it's not like he doesn't understand what the chapstick challenge was, in fact, when you proposed the idea to him, the anemo archon was utterly delighted, all impulses of soul and senses numbed when he started to become excited about it.

in a tizzy as he was, one of his most beloved hobbies was the secret art in teasing you, not to forget edging you on and playing sweet, miniature tricks on you while adoring the annoyed tone on your pretty expression.

venti gently props up your face with his hand before leaning in, his gentle dreams long subdued when he faces reality. you let yourself slit into his embrace when he begins to kiss your bottom lip, nibbling on the wet skin before tilting his head to let his tongue inside.

you felt malleable, as if all your troubles and worries simply had melted like snow in the sun, trickling away into pure nothingness— and ugh, he did it once again, making you forget about the game as well.

instead of saying something, you resort to letting yourself drift into his warmth, stroking one hand into his tousled hair before tenderly clashing your tongue against his own— yet before you knew it, venti was senseless once again, abruptly pulling away red-cheeked, "hehe, it's valberry, isn't it?"

— scaramouche

sometimes you wonder if scaramouche genuinely believes that you cannot pick up on what his secret plans are, especially when it came to a game you, in fact, controlled.

you were aware of your boyfriend and on how smart he was, not to mention knowledgable— so why, out of the blue, he pretends to not get the flavor right, even worse, not a single one was guessed correctly the entire day.

come on now, he clearly knows the answer, look at his handsome face blushed with love and that awfully sweet smirk plastered all over his lips, attached with residue of your chapsticks showing a little glitter on his face.

scaramouche was getting more clumsy the more chapsticks you tried out, even swallowing down the first two letters of the real answer before messily uttering the complete opposite.

perhaps, he believes you kiss all the grief and longing away from his flesh, and so this is why he wants to kiss you more, or make you kiss him instead— see it this way, he doesn't need to say it out loud and embarrass himself, despite his progress in trusting the people around him, scaramouche found himself struggling regardless.

even so, all his thoughts, all his passions, all his delights, whatever you stirred enclosed by his immortal frame, he refers to it as a bubble of love, and your touch alone calms his fiery flame within a dark spot in his body.

with gentleness crossing paths in your view, you admire kuni and purse your lips, remaining silent as his mind was long since lulled into soft calmness.

©2024 anantaru do not repost, copy, translate, modify

[jaeyunverse]

chapstick challenge was so freaking ycudud udsilfkdkdk wow i mean.. so cute and so fun and i would also not let the opportunity of having hee even for a bit slip away l!! so good thank u!!

AAAA THANK U SM!!! i’m glad you enjoyed it hehe :)) omg i wouldn’t let heeseung slip away either but getting attached to someone u know u can’t have a future w SUCKS 😞 thank u for telling me what u know ab the drabble <33 have a great day/night friend 🌟

[ninasmovingcastle]

the taste of her cherry chapstick! - bsd

↳ flavoured chapstick challenge ft. dazai, ranpo, tecchou, jouno, fyodor

cw// mildly suggestive → making out

DAZAI can never get enough of you. he kisses you like a starved man at any chance presented to him, taking in the taste of your lips whether or not they've been laced with a flavour other than your own. he'll pull you close, lithe fingers busying themselves in your hair while he kisses you deep.

"strawberry," he says in his sickly sweet voice, smiling against your mouth <3

RANPO figured out what you were up to before you even started kissing. immediately noticing the discarded chapstick package in your trash, he already knows the flavour, brand, and store you bought your chapstick from. still, he'll never pass up an opportunity to indulge you, playing dumb until you're satisfied.

"peach," he'll state, the moment you pull away <3

TECCHOU is absolutely obsessed with you. he wouldn't pay much mind to giving you a correct answer; maybe he didn't even notice the soft chocolate flavour lingering on your lips. all he's concerned about is you. taking you in, feeling you close to him; it's all he needs. he loves losing himself in you, maybe just a little too much this time <3

"flavour..? what flavour?"

JOUNO and his heightened senses were more than happy to accept this little challenge from you. although he can't take in your beauty with his vision, he'll let himself sink into every other aspect of you, your scent, the way you feel in his arms, and the delectable flavour lingering on your lips.

"coffee," he'll say without a moment of hesitation, picking up right where he left off <3

FYODOR is a conniving man, brimming with passion. and he was never one to shy away from a challenge. he kisses you like nothing's different, dragging his tongue across your lips as you messily make out. he grabs a fistful of your hair and pulls away from you, a shimmery thread of saliva connecting your lips.

"vanilla..." he'll hum. "eos brand, manufactured in china, probably purchased last week," he'll add, before getting back to his unfinished business <3

[muwapsturniolo]

Chapstick challenge 💋ྀིྀི M. Sturniolo

“Either this chapstick’s busted, or I’ve lost a sense.”

⟢ nothing but fluff tbh. bestfriends to lovers? thats really it.

divider by me!

“How’s this supposed to work?” Matt asks, eyeing the scattered tubes of Space Camp chapstick lined up along the kitchen island. The girl grins to herself as she sits down and props her phone up.

“We’re doing the Chapstick Challenge,” she says, adjusting the angle. “But like… our own version. Since we’re best friends, kissing’s obviously off the table.”

Matt plops down next to her, scratching at his scruff as he grabs one of the tubes. “Right, makes sense. So… how exactly does that work?”

She snatches the chapstick from his hand with a mock glare. “Simple. I put one on while you close your eyes. Then I blow air in your face, and you try to guess the flavor.”

Matt raises an eyebrow, half amused, half confused. “You’re gonna what now?”

“Blow air,” she repeats, fighting a laugh. “It’s like smelling it, but… creatively.” He snorts a laugh but nods, settling in. “Weird, but alright. Let’s do it.”

And so it begins—the phone’s recording, catching their laughter as they jump into the challenge.

“Okay, close your eyes,” she giggles, wiping the salted caramel off her lips with a makeup wipe. She pats them dry while Matt shuts his eyes, ready to guess.

She scans the last three tubes and grabs the fruit punch chapstick. Holding it up to the camera with a grin, she quickly applies a swipe.

“Ready?” she asks.

Matt nods, eyes squeezed shut.

She leans in and blows a gentle puff of air at his face, then leans back, watching for his reaction.

His brow furrows. He opens one eye. “Wait—did you even put any on? I don’t smell a thing.”

She laughs and nods. “Yep. Want me to try again?”

He shrugs. “Sure, maybe I missed it.”

She blows air again—still nothing.

“I’m not smelling anything. Do you?”

She puckers her lips, trying to catch the scent herself. “Yeah, I can smell it. Let me try once more.”

For the next few minutes, they repeat the process—reapplying chapstick, Matt sniffing the tube with his eyes closed—getting nowhere.

Finally, he sighs. “Either this chapstick’s busted, or I’ve lost a sense.”

She groans softly and reaches for the makeup wipe to clean off the chapstick, but before she can, Matt gently catches her wrist.

“Wait,” he says quietly, his voice low and earnest. “Let’s try something else. I want to figure it out.”

She arches a brow, crossing her arms, skeptical but curious. “How?”

He shrugs awkwardly, cheeks warming just a little. “Just… blow in my face again. Maybe it’ll help.”

She exhales a quiet laugh, muttering that it’s probably pointless, but leans in anyway. As she puckers her lips to blow, Matt moves first, closing the gap between them and pressing his lips softly but deliberately against hers.

Her whole body stiffens for a moment, shock flashing through her. Then, unexpectedly, she melts into the kiss, her eyelids fluttering closed as warmth spreads through her chest. The softness of his lips, the quiet rhythm of his breathing—it all feels sudden, electric, and strangely right.

Seconds stretch out like seconds and forever all at once. When they finally pull apart, their eyes lock, breaths coming a little too fast.

His voice trembles as he asks, “W-was it fruit punch?”

“Y-yeah… yeah, it was,” she stammers, her voice soft and hesitant, cheeks burning with warmth.

A thick silence settles between them—heavy, yet strangely soothing. They sit close, the air around them buzzing with unspoken words and sudden realization. Neither moves, caught in the moment where everything feels fragile and electric all at once.

The only sound is the quiet hum of the phone recording, capturing the space between their breaths—an unexpected pause filled with everything they’re too unsure to say.

Suddenly, Matt closes his eyes once more, his breathing steady but deliberate. Slowly, almost hesitantly, he extends his hand, pushing one of the remaining flavored chapsticks toward her—a quiet, unspoken invitation.

She looks down at the pineapple-flavored chapstick resting in his palm, her fingers brushing against his for just a second. A soft smile tugs at the corners of her mouth, her heart fluttering with a mix of nervousness and something warmer, something hopeful.

“…Are you going to kiss me again?” she asks, her voice barely above a whisper, fragile yet filled with a tender hope.

Matt cracks one eye open just a little, and there’s a playful, almost boyish gleam in his gaze that makes her chest tighten. “Oh, I’m definitely kissing you again,” he says, voice low and playful.

“Good,” she murmurs, scooching over so she's closer to him, their knees touching. “Because I was kind of hoping you would.”

The air between them thickens, charged with playful tension and unspoken promises, as their smiles widen and the challenge takes on a whole new meaning.

[lovelake]

WITHOUT A SHRED OF BAD (GOOD) INTENTIONS

Old habits die hard. He can’t seem to stop paying you nightly visits with rose-colored glasses.

solivan brugmansia x gn!reader | MDNI, dead dove do not eat, non-con, stalking, drugging, dry-humping, breaking and entering, 700+ wc

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Doting eyes and bruised knuckles caressed your moonlit face. Each and every detail was committed to memory so he could sketch it out later on.

You were his entire life: the heavenly scenery when he so much as blinked, the movie star in all his dreams at night, the muse behind his art, his will to live. 

He didn’t have bad intentions when he broke all the padlocks you kept buying, how else was he supposed to get in and carry out his purpose?

He was doing you a favor! He selflessly endured insomnia and (unbeknownst to you) gifted you his sleeping pills so you could get a good night’s rest. You deserved to be loved and pleasured, and was the only person who fit the bill for the job (according to an unreliable source, him).

At least, that’s how his sick mind tries to justify his actions.

It was a simple routine. He started with the most loving and tender action of them all—a forehead kiss. Soft and loving, the touch lingered like a balm while he slowly peeled your blanket off and nudged you towards your side.

Though he was impatient, he stayed away from your lips. You’d come around and love him back. Your first kiss with him would be of your own will. Ironic, considering how far he’s taking all these other unwarranted touches.

What would you taste like? Plain unscented chapstick? Cherry gloss? Cocoa butter vaseline? Bloody, from chapped and cracked lips? It doesn’t matter, he’s excited for the future.

“Are you cold?” Faux concern coated his whisper, he rubbed your goosebump-covered arm. “Don’t worry, I’ll warm you up.”

Nuzzling against the crook of your neck, he got his dose of his favorite aphrodisiac. Honestly, it was becoming a problem as of late. All you had to do was pass by him in the hallway and he’d get hard from your scent, his mind would take him back to moments like these. 

With an arm hooked around your stomach, he pulled you closer to him. His hand then wandered south, dipping underneath fabric to find its destination.

The crickets outside were overshadowed by the sound of his breathing gradually growing heavy with each flick of his hand. Sheets rustled. His hips—once pressed snugly against the back of yours—were chasing friction.

You needed this. Poor thing, you’ve probably been so stressed as of late. He’s seen you studying for hours on end at the library. He was here to relieve you, you’d wake up feeling refreshed tomorrow.

Between huffs, open-mouthed kisses were desperately littered across your neck, like you’d slip out of his arms if he stopped for even a minute.

He’d be the only person to touch you like this, he’d make sure of it. Nobody loved you as much as he did, he’d dispose of anyone who challenged that.

“Mm…” Biting his bottom lip didn’t work. Your neighbors must think you have a boyfriend at this point, his broken whimpers weren’t quiet by any means. 

If that’s the case, they probably pity you because he never lasts long. Alone, he could cum to the thought of you in just a minute or two. It’s not like he can help it! You’re on his mind all day long, of course any stimulation would set him off.

“Please,” it was unfair how good you made him feel, all you had to do was be in his presence, that’s all he needed for his stomach to start feeling hot.

He buried his face against your neck, hand coming back up to hold your hip for leverage. You’d feel the ache there later. He should feel gross (he didn’t), his pants were all sticky now, and he’d have to walk back home like this. 

Your heart was slow and steady from slumber in contrast to his as he traced shapes against your skin and whispered sweet words against the shell of your ear. That’s what good boyfriends do, right? Aftercare? He’s just getting some practice before that dream comes to fruition.

His smile was blinding in the dark. After a couple minutes, he reluctantly parted from you and tucked you in.

What would he go home with this time? Another piece of clothing from your laundry basket? One of the fragrances sitting atop your counter? He couldn’t get too greedy, he limited himself to one item per week.

You sent him to heaven and back. He deserved to see flames instead.

[mattstxrniolo]

CHAPSTICK CHALLENGE…MATT STURNIOLO

ⓘ This story contains pure fluff.

Matt grinned, holding up a tube of chapstick. "Are you ready for the next one?" he asked you as you were curled up on the couch next to him, a soft blanket wrapped around you. You nod your head and close your eyes so you can’t see which flavor he’s using. He’s using his brother Nick’s chapstick brand called Space Camp Wellness.

Matt took off the cap. He carefully applied the sweet vanilla-flavored chapstick. "Okay, come here!"

He leaned in, and you met his gaze. A playful smile formed on your lips. Matt gently cupped your cheek, his thumb softly caressing your skin. He leaned in closer, and you closed your eyes, anticipating the kiss. Their lips met in a sweet, tender moment. Matt savored the soft press of your lips against his, the sweet vanilla flavor mingling with your own unique taste. It was a light, innocent kiss, full of affection and warmth. When they parted, your cheeks were flushed, and you scrunched up your nose in thought. "Is it...birthday cake?"

"Nope," Matt teased.

Your eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "One more kiss."

Matt chuckled, obliging you without hesitation. This time, the kiss was a little longer, a little deeper. When they finally broke apart, you were definitely flustered. "Is it...sweet vanilla?"

"Yes!" Matt cheered, giving you a high five. "Good job!"

"Okay, my turn! Close your eyes." You grabbed a tube of chapstick. You applied the tropical pineapple-flavored balm to your lips, the fruity scent filling the air.

You leaned in and kissed Matt, your lips soft and playful against his. Matt focused on the flavor, letting it dance on his tongue. When they parted, he had a confident grin on his face. "Is it tropical pineapple?"

You groaned in annoyance. "You’re too good at this."

Matt grinned, pulling you close. "Only because I’ve already used all of the flavors," he says, and they snuggled together under the blanket.

This is kind of bad… Also, can you guys check out this post? :)

© mattstxrniolo

[ultravioletbrit]

“coffee” - Jegulus microfic - @into-the-jeggyverse - 618 words

“He doesn’t like coffee. He likes tea; no milk, two sugars.” James interrupts the random guy that’s been trying to ask Regulus out for coffee for the last ten minutes.

“Oh, okay… well, um…?” The guy looks at James then back to Regulus and raises his eyebrows with an unspoken question. Regulus just gives him a small shrug. “Right… um… I’ll just... I’m going to… yeah…” He mumbles, then just turns and walks away.

“Quite the linguist, that one.” James says with a small laugh.

“How did you…?” Regulus questions as he turns to look at James.

“You looked kind of stuck, so I thought I’d give you an out if you wanted to take it.”

“No, I mean, how did you know my coffee order, or lack thereof?”

“Oh, well, I sort of just pay attention sometimes.” James shrugs.

“You pay attention to me?” Regulus asks as he raises an eyebrow skeptically.

“Maybe… but not in a creepy way… I just like to know what people like, I guess.”

Regulus tilts his head and narrows his eyes at James. “What else do you pay attention to?”

“What do you mean?”

“You pay attention to what people like. What else do I like?” Regulus challenges.

“Um…” James swallows nervously. “Your favorite color is green.” He says it almost as a question.

“Everyone knows that.” Regulus says as he rolls his eyes.

“But you don’t like dark green, you like lighter green better, sort of like the color of a green apple.”

Regulus raises both eyebrows, slightly impressed and takes a step closer to James.

“Hm. What else do I like?”

James still seems slightly nervous but gaining a bit more confidence at the same time. “You don’t like tomatoes, but you love tomato soup.” James’ voice starts to get a bit softer.

Regulus tilts his head and furrows his eyebrows, it’s an odd choice but accurate, nonetheless.

“What else?” He takes another step into James’ space.  

“You like white chocolate more than milk chocolate, but you like that you don’t have it very often because then it’s sort of special when you do have it.” James starts to whisper as Regulus moves even closer.

“What else?” It’s barely a breath as he gazes into James’ eyes.  

“You don’t like when this curl falls forward.” He reaches up to tuck the curl behind Regulus’ ear.

Regulus doesn’t respond, he just hums and leans into James’ hand a bit. James moves his other hand down Regulus’ arm.

“You wear your jumpers a few sizes too big because you like when the sleeves fall over your hands.” He intertwines their fingers and continues-

“You like to paint your nails black, but you like it better when you paint them pink, but you don’t do that very often.” James quickly glances down to Regulus lips then back to his eyes. “You don’t like it when your lips get dry, so you always keep chapstick in your left pocket. You like the mint flavor the best.” James says it so quietly Regulus only hears it because he’s barely an inch away from him.

“James…” Regulus says just as softly. “What else do I like?” He breathes with a heated look in his eyes.

“Do you maybe like…?” He bites his bottom lip with a small smile and before he finishes the question, Regulus is already nodding.

“Yeah.” He says with a soft smile. 

“Can I…” James’ smile grows slightly bigger as he flicks his eyes down to Regulus’ lips again.

“Yeah.” Regulus can’t help but smile back as James closes the final distance between them with a soft, slow kiss. 

When they break apart Regulus smirks slightly and says, “You taste like coffee.”

James’ smile grows impossibly wider.

“Sorry.” But he doesn’t seem sorry at all as he leans in to kiss Regulus again.

[neeeooon]

Hi!!! First of all, love ur smau 🥹❤️‍🔥 second could I request Nagi, Reo, Rin, Bachira and Shidou with s/o who's a beauty influencer and wants to do my boyfriend does my makeup challenge?

hiii TYSM 🫶🫶 i love this lmao thank you for requesting, i hope you enjoy!!

“my boyfriend does my makeup” challenge with them ;

bf bllk x beauty influencer gn!reader

nagi seishiro

-> “let’s play rock, paper, scissors.” “all of a sudden?” “yep. if i win, you have to do my makeup for a challenge on my youtube.” “… fine.” low and behold, he loses

-> nagi sits slumped on a stool in front of you, the camera set up beside you so it catches only your side profiles. “this is a bad idea,” he hums while staring into your makeup bag like it’s a bomb needing to be defused

-> “y/n.. i don’t know about this…” but he’s already applying your eyeshadow, so it’s too late to back down now

-> his hopeless sigh causes you to peek an eye open. “can you give me a hint about what goes where?” “no hints!” “please?” “… curse my weak heart.” so you separate your products by where they go on your face, but don’t tell him what goes where

-> nagi takes all of two minutes to complete your makeup. “done.” “done? but—“ he spins your chair so you can look in the mirror

-> eyeshadow, blush, and lipgloss. that’s it. and you shrug, because you know that’s better than chapstick. “alright, i’ll take it.” “you look pretty.” “😳🤭”

mikage reo

-> “you will not regret this,” reo encouraged confidently as he plucked a brow brush from your bag. you had the strangest feeling that you were going to regret this !

-> reo talks to the camera, flashing your makeup products to the lenses and making you laugh at his confident cluelessness. “this..! is for y/n’s eyes—“ “lips,” “—lips! i said lips.”

-> “what are these?” “faux lashes. but we don’t need those—“ oh, we need these.” you start praying to choki the cactus

-> he takes his time, which makes you increasingly nervous, because things don’t feel entirely.. right

-> “okay! open your eyes!” and you look like if someone introduced a child to crayons and paper for the first time

-> nothing is blended correctly, so even if reo applied the correct product, it stands out unnaturally. the only part you’re seriously impressed in is, surprisingly, the lashes

-> “woah? you’re seriously great at applying lashes?” “am i? what about the rest of it?” “… well, practice makes perfect!”

-> your viewers find him and his confidence adorable, and give him tips on how to correctly use brushes and blend

itoshi rin

-> “am i doing this right?”

-> the genuine concern in your boyfriend’s voice made you smile and internally coo, but when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, you jolted back in a startled surprise. “uh. yeah! just, uh, do whatever feels right!”

-> you can tell he’s trying, and rin even look a seat away from the camera so that it would capture your entire face rather than his back. “are you sure..?”

-> “that’s the point of this challenge, babe,” you comfort him quietly, keeping your eyes shut to hide the final product until he’s done

-> his touch is soft against your skin, and he avoids anything that has to do with poking around your eyes (liner). “okay. don’t break up with me.”

-> it could be worse. you don’t start when you see yourself, which releases some of the tension in rin’s shoulders

-> “thank you, baby! i.. love it!” you give him a quick kiss before turning your attention to the camera. “and thank you all for watching my boyfriend do my makeup! rate him out of ten in the comments, haha. bye!”

bachira meguru

-> “sit still!” “bachira, that tickles!” “yeah, cause it’s working!” “that doesn’t even make sense!”

-> you were 99% sure bachira was blocking you entirely from your camera’s view, but you didn’t even care. you can’t stop laughing as he makes jokes, tickles you with your brushes, and makes the silliest concentrated faces you’ve ever seen

-> “bachira! focus!” “i’m so focused right now, y/n, it’s actually insane. woah, it shimmers!” “oh god.”

-> you should have known it was a mistake to give your boyfriend access to your glittery products, because when he yells “done!” you’re blinded by your reflection

-> “did you give me blue lips?” “i like blue!” and gold eyes?” “they sparkle!” “and—“ “you hate it :(“

-> so you turn to the camera and show your face off like it’s the most majestic thing in the world. “you guys, look at what my boyfriend did? his first time using makeup! don’t i look fabulous?!”

-> he wants to read the comments after upload, and thankfully your viewers were on the same page. they all complimented him, asked him to do their makeup next, etc. “see? it was great!” “.. okay! i wonder if we should go with purple lips next time—“ “next time ? :D ?”

shidou ryusei

-> “hey, babe?” “yes.” “would you be okay filming a video—“ “yes.” “—with me on my makeup channel?” “yes.”

-> you aren’t surprised when ryusei grabs exactly what he’s supposed to to do your makeup. you do get a little nervous when he reaches for the liquid liner, but his touch his light and fleeting, so you trust he didn’t go overboard

-> “you seem surprisingly good at this.” “surprisingly? babe, look at me. i’m an artist.” you smile at that and wait patiently for him to finish

-> shidou takes his time, and though you keep your eyes shut, you can feel that he’s going in the correct application order. he even put on your foundation, which most boyfriends in challenges skip

-> “do you want me to do your hair, too?” “i’m only doing the makeup—“ “wait here! let me get my dye~” “wait, let’s talk about this…”

-> when he’s finally done, you’re… jealous? “um, why do i look so good?” “because i know your color palette, y/n. i told you, i’m an artist!”

-> apparently your viewers agree, because they all but beg you to help shidou open his own influencer channel dedicated to hair and makeup. “they like you more than me.” “teehee~”

[luviestarz]

ʟᴇᴇ ʜᴇᴇꜱᴇᴜɴɢ ꜰɪᴄ ʀᴇᴄꜱ ! ♥︎

♥︎ "mind saying that again?" (heeseung x reader) - @heeliopheelia

♥︎ — RACING, BEATING. - @wonlovie (You didn’t mean to show up to one of the most important meetings of your year completely hungover. No, in reality you would have preferred being sober when you met the man your father was marrying you off to. But how could you resist those dark eyes and plump lips that tempted you on your final night of freedom?)

♥︎ VERBOTEN - LEE HEESEUNG [complete] - @heesbaby (a bad stroke of luck saw lee heeseung, your dads coworker, moving into your small apartment until he found his feet again. emotionally unavailable and a workaholic, you were going to try your absolute hardest to make him loosen up. even if it meant breaking a few of the house rules he'd set out.)

♥︎ last time - @hees-mine (After giving into temptation, there was no end. The guilt was slowly started to fade, and you felt yourself falling deeper and deeper into the pit of lust for your best friend's father.)

♥︎ boring, draining, tedious, company party- lee heeseung - @boydepartment

♥︎ 𝐋𝐄𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐔𝐍𝐆 — SURPRISE 이희승 - @karinasbaby (jaeyun pitched you one of his “genius” plans to celebrate heeseung’s birthday— but how will heeseung take it?)

♥︎ rude | lhs - @4wkjun (heeseung has never loved anyone as much as he loves y/n. y/n’s father has never hated someone as much as he hates heeseung. but it doesn’t matter, heeseung’s gonna marry y/n anyway.)

♥︎ EX-BOYFRIEND TEXTS W/ HEESEUNG - @fakeuwus

♥︎ WIN ONE WIN ME — L.HS - @jaylver (who knew being angry and impulsive can get the captain of the hockey team to notice you? cussing them out when they were losing wasn't the best idea, but it definitely made lee heeseung's head turn, leading to him making a deal with you to win a game in order to get your number. but that wasn't enough for him, he was determined to make you his.)

♥︎ TASTE ⎯⎯ l. heeseung - @goldenhypen

♥︎ BLOODBAG - @myonos (IN WHICH you are a princess betrothed to the vampire prince of the most feared kingdom in the world.)

♥︎ hee seeing you wear another members hoodie - @delcakoo

♥︎ chapstick challenge - @jaeyunverse (the chapstick challenge is just an excuse for you to get heeseung to kiss you. thankfully, he’s more than happy to oblige.)

♥︎ HIS CHEERLEADER - @nishions (You and Heeseung are friends with benefits. But, why did you have such an effect on him?)

♥︎ 𐙚 NECESSARY LOVE - LHS - @lilacnini (you realized you were in love with heeseung the whole time)

♥︎ golden boy - @jayflrt (in the summer between high school and college, lee heeseung is determined to make you fall in love with the city of los angeles after your vacation plans in the bahamas fall through. somewhere between the lines, though, you end up falling for your childhood best friend.)

♥︎ won't let you go (this time) - @zreamy (back home for good after a semi-unsuccessful first year at university in a new city, you’re looking forward to getting back into the routines of your old life in the town you grew up in but the one person you’d been desperate to see doesn’t seem too pleased about your return :()

♥︎ hopeless ☆ heeseung lee - @star-sim (absolutely no one would have expected the dark, brooding, and rough heeseung lee to be hopelessly head over heels in love with the sweet, oblivious you. especially you. even with the help of practically the entire year, it's almost pathetic the way heeseung struggles to utter three, simple words to you, let alone look you in the eye.)

♥︎🔖 、FOUND HOME - @kyrjnie

[fangsforfags]

sneaking out of the house with the car keys so i can unlock the car and get my chapstick tht i left in the car