#lip injection

[angelicflirt]

favorite lip product guide i made! 🎀👛

[littlebimboprincess]

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[avaaawritesss]

anakin makes the mistake of kissing you after you just put on your favorite lip gloss.

warnings: 18+ minors dni • kissing • lots of lip gloss

“Are you almost done?” Anakin asks, cracking the bathroom door open to check on you.

He’s probably the most impatient boyfriend you could ever hope to have. Not in a mean way. But in a needy way. It would be wildly annoying if you weren’t completely infatuated with him.

Making pitiful puppy dog eyes, he leans against the door frame.

You make eye contact through the mirror. You shake your head at him, and his shoulders drop. He sighs deeply.

“I wanna look good for you, Ani,” you remind him sweetly.

He wanders into the bathroom, thoughtfully keeping his distance. His eyes are so focused on you as you feather on another coat of black mascara.

“You already look amazing,” he mutters. “I’ve been waiting all evening.”

Momentarily, you check your watch to humor him. “It’s been ten minutes. I’m not even dressed yet, starboy.” You gesture to your pink fuzzy bathrobe.

He rolls his eyes. “I like you better without clothes anyway.” He starts to pace back and forth.

“You need to get ready. I told you I wanted to go out tonight.” Glaring at him through the mirror, you cap up your mascara and move onto your brows. “You’re still in your underwear.”

Anakin looks down at himself for a moment and grins. “Yeah, it takes me all of ten seconds to put my tunic on.”

You pencil in your eyebrows lightly to define them. This is just for you and your enjoyment. Anakin wouldn’t care if you went out in a trash bag. He’d still show you off as though you’re the prettiest girl in the galaxy.

But it also pleases you to make him wait because of how he hates it. The wrinkles that deepen as he only grows more frustrated. The way he paces back and forth just like he’s doing right now. The way he eats away at the edge of his bottom lip.

You snort.

He notices and moves beside you, leaning against the sink, pressing his body against your side. “Are you laughing at me?” he asks. His hand slides across your lower back, eventually traveling lower and lower....

“Keep your hands to yourself,” you order, swatting his arm back.

He steps away, hands up. “Fine. Fine. I’ll let you finish your makeup.”

“Uh huh,” you hum.

He resigns to sitting on the closed seat of the toilet. Elbow on his knee, he rests his chin on his palm and stares at you. You’ve learned to ignore it.

Time passes by achingly slowly as you attend to the finishing touches. A light dusting of powder to set everything in. A little more highlighter. A spritz of setting spray.

Now all you have left are your lips. You should probably use a stain because how much Anakin adores your mouth.

You start with that to add a little color which will hopefully, hopefully last through the night.

Anakin perks up when he realizes you’re putting away all your products and brushes into the makeup case.

A pearly sparkle catches your eye. With your fingers, you dig out the well-used lip gloss. It’s your favorite product ever. You love the way the menthol burns your lips and plumps them. It makes you look incredible in pictures.

You unscrew the tiny bottle and glide the velvet applicator across your lips. Then you rub them together. The tingly burn is so satisfying.

A glance in the mirror confirms that your makeup is complete.

“All done,” you announce, striding out of the bathroom, hips swaying. Your nude satin dress is lying across your mattress.

Anakin follows you into the bedroom. He starts rifling through his side of the closet.

You slip snuggly into your dress.

Anakin’s wearing only the first layer of his tunic when you both turn to face each other. He gives you those eyes, the ones that look you up and down, absorbing every detail of you.

“You really are beautiful,” he whispers, reeling you in by the hand right into his big arms.

He wraps himself around you, your bodies flush together. You feel his heat warming your skin, and your heart pumps faster. So easily, he makes you all dizzy. His presence is overwhelmingly sensual when you’re alone like this. You become pliant to his whims.

His hand holds the back of your neck as he leans down to kiss you. His mouth on yours... you close your eyes, and you surrender to him, your body deliciously weakening. He parts your lips, inviting his tongue inside to explore your mouth. His kisses are messy and demanding, like you’re the oxygen he’s inhaling right into his lungs.

He holds you in a trance when you’re like this.

And he’s the one that breaks it when he parts away. His lips are glittery and shiny from your lip gloss and saliva. And very red. His rainy eyes start to water. He blinks a couple times.

“You okay,” you murmur, still catching your breath.

He licks his lips. “It burns.”

“What?” You struggle to follow along. He’s holding up your limp body.

“My mouth is on fire. I feel it down my throat.” He wipes his mouth on his tunic roughly. “It hurts.”

You realize why. “My lip gloss, silly.”

He keeps wiping. You stop him.

“It’s supposed to make my lips fuller. It’s a plumping gloss,” you laugh.

He winces. “It hurts so badly.”

“Let’s go clean you up,” you say as you take him by the hand, back into the bathroom.

“It’s in my throat,” he whines. You watch him swallow several times. “This is terrible.”

He’s quickly becoming annoyed, but you giggle at the sight of your boyfriend’s mouth coated with your lip gloss. You soak a cotton ball in makeup remover and wipe his lips and surrounding skin until it’s all gone.

“Better?” you ask.

He nods. “A little.”

“I’m sorry, Anakin. I wasn’t thinking. I should have worn a different one.”

He’s finally smiling. You love his pure, sweet smile. “Just make sure you don’t wear that when you’re going down on me.”

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[mourningthem00n]

Transmasc Sirius Black who is COVERED with tattoos and piercings but the second you approach him with an INJECTION NEEDLE?? Nuh-uh.

He uses injections for his testoserone because it feels more badass, but godamnnit he hates it so much; it's the sensation of the liquid entering his body. It's disgusting, but it's okay because they have Barbie themed plasters at the ready, peeled back and ready to be pressed against their thigh by Remus <3

[plasticbimboworship]

Samira getting her pretty face worked on.

[sotc]

doting affection 💓 Sharing the sketch below because I think it has a charm that doesn't translate into my finished work. :')

[ohpuckno]

[leo] ott @ edm, dec 22/24

[todayisafridaynight]

[hyunpic]

[airsignaura]

straight from the camera roll

[ileftthehouse]

happy pride month from my abandoned watercolor of benson (his eyelashes were too fabulous)

[divinedoll2005]

the burn that my lip plumper gives me is the only kind of pain I want to feel

[littlebimboprincess]

courtney taylor

[chateaunoirsims]

X Changed— his like molars (I think that’s what the sides of your teeth is called) to be more sharper and I love love it .

I love him. I’m not biased ..I love all my male characters ..Haru is just my baby because he’s like inspired by Geto Suguru and I obvvv love Geto 😔.

Catch up with the upcoming series here: RÉSONANCE

[firstdonutpersonatree-blog]

[nobodysprobablysimplethoughts]

maybe we went from really matte makeup being trendy to really dewy and shiny makeup being trendy because getting “non-invasive” beauty treatments (i. e. filler) were becoming more and more popular and normalised and you get unnaturally smooth and shiny skin from botox and fillers