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crawling back to you

plot - You and Harry are finally in a good place after your late-night rendezvous, but one Slytherin isn’t too happy about it. He’ll do anything to get you back — even if it means making you hate him for it.

characters - harry potter x reader & draco malfoy x reader

warnings - possessiveness, smut, curse words, and slight voyuerism.

wc - 4.7k

final notes -this may be my favorite chapter of this mini series!! make sure you've read the first two part so you're up to date!

Y/N stumbled into the common room, heart still racing, cheeks flushed. You made a beeline toward the table near the window, hoping to slide in unnoticed.

Too late.

“Well, well,” Pansy drawled from her throne-like perch on the couch, a smirk curling on her lips. “Look who finally decided to show up.”

You straightened, feigning casual. “You know me. Always fashionably late.”

Pansy cocked an eyebrow, clearly unimpressed. “Mhm. And I suppose the freshly-fucked flush is just a new makeup trend? Should I expect a tutorial later?”

You shot her a look, though the corner of your mouth betrayed you with a twitch. “You’re lucky I’m too tired to hex you.”

“Oh, I’m quaking,” she said, placing a hand over her heart with mock fear.

Normally, you’d hex anyone who talked to you like that. But that’s how you and pansy’s relationship was. Friendly banter that may have crossed the line one too many times, but you never took it too heart. Neither did she.

Her eyes sparkled. “But seriously. Spill. Or do I have to start guessing?”

“I’m not telling you, Pans,” you said, already sliding into your seat and flipping open your book like that would end the conversation.

“Oh, so it was a very specific distraction,” she teased, voice sing-song. “Maybe with a certain icy, sharp-jawed, emotionally unavailable Slytherin?”

You rolled your eyes, fixing your gaze anywhere but on her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Pansy leaned in, her chin resting on her hand as she grinned. “Oh, come on. I’m just trying to figure out who’s been getting all your attention lately. I haven’t seen you this flushed since—wait. Draco?”

You shook your head silently, lips pursed.

“Harry?” she whispered, eyes going wide with scandalous delight.

Your heart stuttered, and despite your best efforts, a smirk slipped onto your face. A soft, traitorous pink bloomed across your cheeks.

Pansy gasped like her name had been pulled to participate in the Triwizard Tournament. “Y/N! I swear, O.W.L.s are easier to decipher than your love life!”

You groaned, dropping your head into your hands with a laugh. “You’re ridiculous.”

“I’m ridiculous? You’re the one sneaking back into the common room at sunrise with Potter’s name written all over your face.” She made sure to whisper ‘Potter.’

“We are not talking about this.” A faint rose tint was still creeping up on your cheeks.

“Fine, fine,” she said, grabbing her textbook with exaggerated disappointment. “So what are we supposed to be studying again? Other than your ability to sneak around without getting caught?”

You threw a quill at her.

She ducked it with a grin.

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You were sitting at your desk, scribbling something in your notebook before your first class of the day.

Naturally, the knock came—right as the door swung open to reveal none other than Draco Lucius Malfoy.

Not that you were ready for whatever he was about to bring.

You didn’t even bother looking up. “Don’t you have someone else to terrorize?” you muttered, colder than you meant. “Go bother them.”

“I’m done with polite conversation, princess,” he said, his voice edged like a blade as he stepped into the room.

You felt him behind you—his presence heavy, electric. Draco Malfoy didn’t need to raise his voice to be terrifying. The tension clung to the air like fog.

You finally looked up, sighing, eyes meeting his storm-gray stare. “Then why are you here, Malfoy?”

He stepped closer. His shoes clicked against the stone with unnerving finality. “Don’t think you can hide behind those little emotional walls forever,” he sneered. “It’s obvious to anyone with half a brain you’re running from something—or someone.”

You swiveled to face him fully. “I’m not hiding from anyone. Especially not you,” you said, arms crossing in defiance.

Draco leaned against the wall, gaze sharp, smirk sharper. “Oh yeah?” he scoffed, “Funny way of showing it. Last I checked, you weren’t so fond of the poor-little-victim routine—but here you are, acting like the world owes you something.”

“Fuck you.”

“That’s nothing new for you.” His tone dripped venom as he pushed off the wall, getting closer. “You walk around like everyone’s out to get you. And Potter—bloody saint that he is—plays hero the moment anyone so much as looks at you wrong.”

You swallowed, hard—but lifted your chin anyway. “You think I need saving? That’s rich coming from you, hurling insults to hide your own insecurities.”

He scoffed again, like the very idea left a sour taste in his mouth. “It’s always the same with you two, isn’t it? He wants to be your knight in shining armor, and you let him.”

You shot to your feet. “That’s not how it is,” you snapped. “You don’t know anything about me or Harry. So maybe shut your mouth before you make things worse.”

Draco's eyes darkened as he stepped closer. “Oh, believe me, Y/N,” he said coldly, “I know more than you think. You love it, don’t you? The attention. The chaos. Playing the poor, tragic girl while Potter swoops in to save the day.” His lips curled. “And you eat. it. up.”

A sick burn twisted in your chest. “So what? You just came here to tear me down?”

Before you could blink, Draco was inches from you. He reached out, fingers curling under your chin, forcing your gaze up to his. The touch was firm—too deliberate—and sent a jolt through you.

You flinched back slightly, but he leaned in, voice a breath against your ear. “You don’t fool me, Y/N. I see it. That anger. That need. You want someone to fix it. You want me to fix it.”

“No. You’re wrong,” you breathed. “I don’t even know what you’re talking about.”

His lips hovered close. “I’m offering you what you’ve been craving.”

Your pulse fluttered—fast and treacherous. This was wrong. You knew it. And yet you couldn’t look away.

“What would Potter think if he saw us like this, princess?”

“Don’t do this to me,” you whispered, voice cracking. “You’re trying to manipulate me.”

He paused. For a second, you saw something flicker in his eyes—something real. But then the mask slid back into place, and he stepped away.

“This is pathetic,” he said with ice in his tone. “For you.”

Your breath caught. “You think you can just play me like that?” you choked.

Draco turned, already halfway to the door. “I think you’ll be fine,” he tossed over his shoulder, “as long as you keep pretending you’re in control of this little game.”

The door slammed.

You stood frozen, trembling, his words burning in your ears. You hated him for what he’d said—for how easily he’d gotten under your skin.

But the worst part?

You wanted him even more.

And that terrified you.

You were going to make him pay for that. And you knew exactly how.

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You came into the DADA classroom just before the bell, eyes scanning for a free seat on one of the benches. There was an open seat beside Draco—his gaze already fixed on you, heavy and unreadable.

You didn’t even pause.

With a slight turn of your head and a smile that didn’t reach your eyes, you crossed the room and slid in next to Theo instead. His brows lifted in surprise, but he smirked and leaned in like it was nothing.

“Studying in the library later?” you asked loud enough for the table behind to hear. Harry glanced over, already watching.

“Yeah,” he replied, slow and warm.

“Might join you.” You winked at Harry.

“Brilliant.”

You didn’t look back, but you felt it—the sharp sting of Draco’s stare burning into the back of your neck.

Good.

The library was quiet, the kind of quiet that only happened after dinner—when even the usual gossipers were too drained to whisper. You sat in the far corner, parchment spread in front of you but barely touched.

Your mind was still looping Draco’s voice in your head like a curse. Your stomach twisted at your ‘almost kiss.’ this morning.

It wasn’t that you almost kissed, it’s the fact a part of you wanted to.

Then, like a breath of fresh air, Harry appeared behind you.

“Hey,” he said softly, dropping a kiss to the top of your head. “Didn’t think I’d find you in one piece after DADA. Snape was staring daggers at you today”

You smiled without looking up. “Survived. Barely. Thought I’d actually try this new thing called studying.” You said the word like it was foreign to you.

Mm, sounds fake,” Harry declared, pulling out the chair beside you and leaning in just a bit too close. “Or maybe you just wanted to look hot pretending to study so I’d show up and be distracted.”

You turned to him, eyes narrowing. “Is that your idea of flirting?”

He smirked. “Is it working?”

“Unfortunately,” you muttered.

Harry reached over, brushing a strand of hair behind your ear, fingertips lingering against your cheek.“I like this look on you.”

You smiled. “What look?”

He gestured at the books. “All scholarly and serious. Kind of hot.”

You rolled your eyes, though your cheeks burned. “You’re impossible.”

“Mm, and you’re adorable when you’re flustered.”

“I am not flustered,” you said quickly, a little too quickly.

Harry’s gaze dropped to your lips, his own parting just slightly. “I haven’t stopped thinking about you. Not since—”

“I know,” you whispered.

“Now I know you’re flustered, darling.” You playfully pushed his shoulder.

You stared at him, the space between you crackling—too much unsaid, too much felt.

Harry’s smile faded into something softer, something heavier. “You know I’d never hurt you, right?”

You swallowed, throat tight. “I know. It’s not you I’m worried about.”

His fingers brushed yours under the table. “Then stop thinking about anyone else. Just for tonight.”

You looked down at your parchment. “Easier said than done.”

Harry’s voice dropped, low and careful. “What did he say to you?”

You froze. You didn’t have to ask who he was.

“Nothing important,” you lied.

Harry tilted his head, eyes searching yours. “Liar.”

You exhaled shakily. “He just… likes to remind me I’m a terrible decision. Frequently.”

Harry leaned closer, gently guiding your face to look at his. So close your noses brushed, meeting your gaze. “You’re my decision. Let him choke on that.” He gently kissed you, it felt more reassuring than sensual. It quickly deepened—months of tension unraveling as your fingers found the back of his neck, pulling him in closer. His hand slid along your exposed thigh, his breath catching as you shifted onto his lap.

Y/N took a shaky breath, not sure whether you wanted to kiss him or curse him for playing with you like this. "I should be studying," you said in between kisses, but your voice lacked conviction.

"Who needs studying when you've got me?" Harry chuckled, eyes sparkling with promise.

“We can’t here though,” you said. “S’too public.”

Both you and Harry’s eyes flickered to a row of bookshelves, specifically one near the restricted section. Where nobody was allowed to go.

As for Malfoy? His thoughts were getting the worst of him. He was in the common room. Pacing.

“Dude just go see her.” Mattheo said, clearly annoyed at Draco’s demeanor.

“I can’t. It’s…more complicated than that.”

Blaise just chuckles at the comedy of it all. A teenage love story between the leader of Slytherin and the Slytherin princess, and yet Draco’s losing to Harry, the chosen one.

“Amused, Blaise?”

After a few more minutes, Draco finally works up the courage to go see you. He walks to the library–fast.

He searches both floors quickly. You’re not at any of the tables.

He tries the aisles adorned with books and as he moves a book slightly to the right on the shelf, that’s when he sees it.

You.

Potter.

Soft moans, hands curled in hair, your body arched, Harry’s hand sliding beneath your shirt.

He’s frozen. It’s raw, humiliating, devastatingly real. He was too late. Again.

Harry thrusts into you at a steady pace, whispering some dirty secrets in your ear.

You open your eyes just in time, to meet Draco’s gaze.

You moan louder and into Harry’s ear while you stare Draco down, before casting the Silencio charm around the area.

And Draco watches as you finish.

“Enjoy your moment, Potter. It won’t last long.” Draco whispers, only to himself.

As you close your eyes and Harry’s thrusts get sloppier and messier.

You open your eyes.

He’s gone. That made a satisfied smirk tug at your lips.

"That was... amazing.” He hesitates, considering the weight of his next words. “But just so you know, I’m not just here for the fun of it. You’ve become so much more to me than that, Y/N."

You turned your head to meet Harry’s eyes and gave him a long, gentle kiss. A reassuring one, one that meant you felt the same.

You really liked how things were going with Harry, and you were not going to let Draco mess that up under any circumstance.

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The stadium was packed with students buzzing with excitement for the upcoming Quidditch match. Y/N stood by the edge of the pitch, your heart thumping in your chest as you adjusted the green and white scarf around your neck, watching the teams warm up. Gryffindor was already preparing, broomsticks in hand, ready for the game to begin.

You smiled as Harry caught your eye from across the field, his eyes lighting up the second he spotted you. He made his way toward you, slowing down his pace as he got closer. The closer he got, the more your pulse quickened. It was like the world had narrowed down to just you and him.

“Hey,” he greeted you, a smile on his lips, his voice just above a whisper as he stepped in front of you. “You ready to cheer me on?”

“I don’t know,” you replied, her voice teasing. “You’re going against my house today. What would Mattheo think?”

“I don’t care about that git.”

“Me neither.” You smiled as you planted a sweet kiss on his lips.

You took a step closer, feeling the warmth radiating off him, the closeness of his presence igniting a thousand sparks in your chest. “Good luck, Harry. You’ve got this.”

Harry grinned, his gaze softening as he pulled you in for a quick, fleeting kiss—just a brush of his lips against your own. It was intimate, and meant for only you two.

When you pulled away, Harry’s eyes stayed on yours for a beat longer. “I’ll see you in the stands, yeah?” He winked, a mischievous grin curling his lips.

“Oh, and Y/N?” You turned around at his request.

“Do I get lucky if I get the winning shot?” He said smiling, clearly joking on the exterior, but on the interior he was definitely not.

You shrugged, giggling as you left him on the field and going to find your seat on the Slytherin stands.

Meanwhile on the pitch, both teams were lining up, ready to begin. The crowd’s cheers were deafening, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. Harry was in position, his broom steady beneath him, waiting for the match to start.

Draco Malfoy, in his Slytherin robes, stood a few paces away from Harry, his eyes narrowing slightly as he approached. The two were facing each other at the center of the field, their brooms hovering, eyes locked in a silent battle.

Draco’s lips curled into a smirk as he tilted his head. “Well, Potter, you certainly know how to get a girl’s attention.” His voice was low, his tone was mocking.

Harry’s eyebrows furrowed as his anger sparked, but before he could retort, Draco added, “Oh, don’t worry. I saw everything. The library was quite... interesting. Y/N seemed to enjoy herself, didn’t she? Funny how she knew exactly what was going on while it was happening.”

“What do you mean, Malfoy?”

The words hung in the air like a heavy weight, suffocating Harry’s ability to react. His mind spun, trying to process what Draco was implying. A cold, uncomfortable realization spread through him.

“You’re lying,” Harry ground out through clenched teeth, his grip tightening around his broom handle.

“Lying?” Draco’s smirk deepened, and his eyes glinted with satisfaction. “I’m not the one you should be worried about, Potter. You should be asking yourself why Y/N didn’t bother hiding it from me. She wanted me to know. Wanted me to watch it.”

Harry froze, a cold sweat breaking out on his forehead as the words sank in. Betrayal. Anger. Confusion. They all mixed in his chest, making his heart race. How much did Y/N know? Was it possible that you had played him all along?

“Don’t speak about her like that.” Harry’s voice was dangerously quiet, his jaw tight as he tried to keep the rage from overtaking him.

“Oh, I know you’re angry, Potter,” Draco teased, taking a step closer. “Don’t be too upset with her, though. After all, she’s been quite the good little secret keeper.” He winked at Harry.

The whistle blew, signaling the start of the game, but Harry couldn’t take his eyes off Draco, the words cutting deeper than he cared to admit. Before he could do or say anything else, Draco gave a final, cold look and turned to join his team, his words lingering in the air like poison.

Harry was left standing there, feeling frozen in place, a storm brewing inside him. His chest tightened, and all he could think about was Y/N and whether you’d really kept the truth from him.

The air was thick with anticipation as the game reached its final stretch. The Golden Snitch fluttered somewhere in the distance, barely visible against the afternoon sky, but Harry couldn’t focus on it—not fully.

His mind kept drifting back to Draco’s words, his voice still echoing in Harry’s ears. "After all, she’s been quite the good little secret keeper."

It wasn’t even the implication of Draco's words that bothered him—it was the way he had said them. There was a coldness in Draco’s voice, something Harry couldn’t quite place, that gnawed at him. He tried to shake it off, pushing it to the back of his mind, but every turn of his broom seemed to make it worse.

His eyes scanned the pitch, still not fully registering the game around him. He swerved to dodge a Bludger, but instead of focusing on the danger, Harry found himself staring down at the Slytherin stands, searching for any sign of you.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, there it was: the Snitch. It flickered in the air, catching the light.

"Focus," he told himself, forcing himself to zoom in on the fluttering gold.

It darted just out of his reach as he closed the gap, and for a moment, the entire world seemed to narrow down to that tiny ball. He leaned forward, heart racing, as his fingers barely brushed against it.

And then, in a final burst of speed, Harry shot forward, stretching his hand out with everything he had. He caught the Snitch in his grip, feeling the flutter of its wings against his skin as the stadium erupted into a thunderous roar.

"YES!" Harry shouted, lifting the Snitch triumphantly above his head as he soared toward the ground, a wild grin spreading across his face.

His teammates were already cheering, but Harry’s mind was still reeling from the conversation that had distracted him during the game. As he touched down, everyone else faded into the background, and he found himself scanning the stands once more. He needed to see if you knew what Draco was implying.

But just before he could even step off his broom, Draco’s voice sliced through the noise, smooth and mocking.

"Funny what people do when no one's watching," Draco drawled, standing just outside the pitch, his eyes gleaming as they locked with Harry's.

Just then, you lock eyes with Draco when you run out on the pitch to celebrate with Harry.

Draco smirked, his voice cutting through the air with deliberate cruelty. "But I’m sure she knew exactly what was going on."

“Good catch, Potter.” Is all you heard Draco say, as he pat Harry on the back walking away. Not before he sent a wink your way.

Harry froze, his heart skipping a beat. The words hit harder than any Bludger, but they weren’t about the game—they were about Y/N.

Harry’s stomach twisted as Draco’s words settled in. His mind flashed to the library, to that stolen moment, and the sharp pang of doubt hit him like a physical blow. He tried to shake it off, but the damage was done. His jaw clenched, his fists tightening involuntarily.

“Hey! Great job!” you called out, your voice ringing with joy as you rushed onto the pitch to meet him.

You threw your arms around him, pressing your lips to his in a quick, celebratory kiss. “You were amazing out there.”

Harry didn’t immediately respond. His jaw was clenched, and his gaze was fixed on the spot where Draco had stood just moments ago. His eyes narrowed in frustration, the joy from the victory quickly fading from his expression.

"Hey, focus on me for a second," you said gently, bringing his attention back to you.

His lips found yours again, this time deeper, a mixture of relief and joy. You kissed him back, the euphoria of the win washing over both of you.

“I think I might be the happiest person here,” Harry murmured against your lips, his voice low and full of emotion, his grip on you tightening.

“I’m right there with you,” you whispered, smiling into the kiss.

As you both pulled away, Harry looked around at the cheering crowd, the sounds of celebration filling the air. He laughed softly, shaking his head. “I can’t believe we did it. After all the madness, we won.”

“Of course we did,” you teased, brushing a strand of hair from his face. “You’re the best Seeker at Hogwarts.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere,” he smiled, his eyes sparkling with that playful glint you adored.

And for that brief moment, everything was perfect. The world felt like it was at your feet, and nothing could ruin the happiness you shared. No words from Draco, no doubts creeping into Harry’s mind—just the two of you, basking in the warmth of the victory, together.

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The door to Harry's dorm clicked shut behind you, the soft lock echoing in the stillness of the room.

Harry stood there, chest still heaving from the rush of the game. But the thrill of the win had faded. Something heavier had taken its place.

Draco’s words circled in his mind. The library. You. Again and again.

“Y/N,” he started, voice quieter than usual, weighed down by everything unsaid. “About what Draco said today...”

You froze. Your smile faltered just slightly—but it was enough. Harry noticed.

Your eyes flicked to the floor before meeting his. Tension crackled between you like static.

“I—” you began, but trailed off as Harry stepped toward you.

“Did you know he was watching us in the library?”

Blunt. Cutting.

Your gaze dropped again, fingers fidgeting with your sleeve.

Harry took a breath, trying to steady himself.

“I need to know, Y/N. Did you... did you know?”

Softer now, but there was a strain in his voice. Desperate for the truth.

You parted your lips to answer, but Harry pressed forward, eyes dark.

“Because if you did... if you let him watch, and you didn’t stop it—why?”

He cut himself off, jaw clenching.

Still silent, you finally met his gaze. Something unreadable passed through your eyes. Then, slowly, you stepped closer and reached for his hands.

“You know Draco. He says things like that just to get under your skin.” You paused. “Did he say it before or after the game?”

“Both.”

“See?” you tried, offering a small smile. “He wanted to throw you off. Don’t let him win.”

Your hands slid up his chest. You bit your bottom lip.

The lie hung in the air, heavy between you. But Harry didn’t call you on it—not yet.

He nodded slowly, even as doubt still churned inside him.

“I just...” he breathed, his voice brushing your lips, “I need to know you’re here. That you’re really here, Y/N.”

“Harry...” You looked up at him, doe-eyed and soft. “I don’t care about Draco. He’s just trying to mess with you.”

Your hands rose to his neck, pulling him closer.

“Let me prove to you I’m here.”

The words were sweet and seductive, wrapping around him like a spell.

His breath caught.

“I need to know that this—”

But your kiss silenced him.

It started slow. Tender. Then deeper. Hungrier. And when he pulled back, breathless, still unsure, you coaxed him toward the bed.

“I’m right here,” you whispered, fingers brushing his jaw. “With you.”

You smirked, and Harry nodded, the voice of doubt growing quieter—though not silent.

He let you lower him onto the bed. Let you undo his waistband. Let himself get lost.

Your gaze didn’t leave his, steady and deliberate. Daring.

His breath hitched when your mouth wrapped around him.

Everything else—Draco, the lie, the unease—fell away.

Right as he reached his edge, the words nearly slipped out.

“I love y—”

But he stopped himself. Not yet. Instead, a moan escaped, and he let go completely.

“You’re doing so well,” he rasped, fingers tight in your hair.

He came undone, his gasp sharp and broken as you took everything. Swallowed. Didn’t look away.

“Merlin,” he breathed. “You’re... unreal.”

You smirked, licking the corner of your lips, then kissed his thigh and rose to meet him again.

Harry pulled you into his lap, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“I needed that,” he murmured against your skin. “Needed you.”

You only hummed, pressing a kiss to his forehead.

Another lie tucked safely behind your lips.

Harry helped you undress, each motion slower now. Quieter. More tender.

Neither of you wanted to end the moment just yet.

In the candle-lit bathroom, steam curled into the air. The tub was warm and full, a gentle contrast to the whirlwind of emotions earlier.

You stepped in first, then helped Harry settle in beside you. His sigh was soft, content.

“I’ve missed this,” he whispered as he traced light shapes on your arm.

You leaned your head against his chest. “Me too. It’s nice.”

He held you close, heart beating steady against your back. The water lapped around you both. Everything felt safe.

But even as you melted into the quiet, Draco’s words returned.

The lie. The library. The truth you didn’t share.

You’d said you didn’t care about Draco.

But that wasn’t completely true.

You’d felt the way he looked at you.

Felt yourself hesitate when he almost kissed you.

Felt the way your skin responded when he touched you.

You hadn’t told Harry that.

Hadn’t told him Draco had seen. Had watched. And you hadn’t stopped it.

And now, in the warmth of this moment, the weight of that secret pressed against your chest.

“I’m glad you’re here with me,” Harry murmured.

“I am too,” you replied—your voice was steady, but your heart wasn’t.

Time slipped by as the water cooled, the world slowing around you. Harry’s touch, his presence—it felt like home.

But beneath that comfort, the thread of a lie tugged softly, waiting to unravel.

Eventually, you dried off and returned to his dorm. Your uniform was still there.

“Sleep here?” Harry asked, already crawling into bed.

You smiled, heart lightened by the sight of him: messy hair, flushed cheeks, sleepy grin.

You nodded and crawled in beside him.

“Just this once,” he teased. “Or every night. Your call.”

Harry wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close.

Even in his arms, the lie stayed.

A ghost between you.

Just as you were drifting off, his voice broke the quiet.

“Don’t go anywhere, yeah?”

You squeezed his hand, holding him tighter.

But the truth sat just beneath the surface, silent and sharp.

And you wondered how long you could keep it hidden.

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ghostlyviolets33 · 6 months ago

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Violet Harmon's Makeup, an Overview & Analysis

Throughout American Horror Story Violet wears very minimal and natural-looking makeup. She wears a little more in specific scenes, with mascara, a bit of blush, and an occasional lip gloss or stain.

Here are some photo examples:

Eryn Krueger Mekash, the makeup artist for season one of American Horror Story, did a few interviews in 2011 about the makeup she used on Glee, including exact makeup products!

Since these interviews are from 2011, it's safe to assume that these products/techniques were also used on AHS's actors!

Eryn mentioned using lip stains, specifically the Tarte Lip Stain in Envy while filming Glee. It's likely that she used some sort of lip stain on Taissa in the photos above, so this could be an exact product used on Taissa!

In a different interview from late 2011, she talks about using the Stila Convertible Color cream blushes on Glee actors. Luckily, these blushes are still available to purchase today! For shades she might have used on Taissa, I think Lillium (nude pink color) suits Vi the best.

Eryn also mentioned using Covergirl's LashBlast Volume Blasting Mascara in Black on actress Lea Michelle while filming Glee. She said she would only apply it to the top lashes, which is the same technique she used on Taissa. And for lips, she would use Korres Lip Butter in Pomegranate or Smith’s Rosebud Salve.

All of these products are still available to buy online, and are *fairly* inexpensive!

In Halloween: Part 1, while Violet is doing Addy's makeup, you can see some of the products she is using!

It's hard to identify most of these products since the coloring for Murder House is sooo dark, but there are a couple of bright pink blushes and a blue/purple eyeshadow palette.

Tips on how to replicate Violet's makeup:

Using info from the interviews with Taissa's makeup artist, we sort of know the types of products Violet would use, including:

soft pink cream blushes

lip stain and tinted lip balm

mascara (only applied to the top lashes)

curled lashes and slightly filled in brows

Taissa's makeup artist also mentioned using skin tints on actors to give a more "youthful look", which could be what she used for Violet's base! She also wore a very neutral brown eyeshadow in certain scenes.

I also a found couple Violet-inspired makeup tutorials on YouTube that you could follow! Here are the links :)

youtube

I have to credit @harmonaesthetic for finding the articles and interviews about the Murder House makeup artist! They did a deep dive into Violet's makeup throughout the show, and if you haven't seen their post, I definitely recommend checking it out! (it's linked here <3)

I love making analysis posts, so hopefully you enjoyed this <3! I hope this could help a little bit, thanks for reading :)

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seoltzuki · 1 year ago

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Show & Learn

a scrapped work of mine

momo x fem reader

fluff, smut

"Show me how you like it."

Momo has always been a keen observer. Whether she's at dance practice, watching the choreographer closely before trying the moves herself, or at Nayeon's place, taking notes on how she arranges things, like moving the couch to the left side of the room because it just feels right. And when she's with you, she's curious about your preferences, eager to know what you like and how you like it. This often turns into mini tutorials, whether it's about making coffee, cooking meals, baking desserts, or picking out outfits.

Momo prefers to sit back and observe.

She is a quick learner, after all.

"What?" you mumble mid-yawn, tucking yourself further under the covers, your voice muffled by the soft fabric.

"Guide me through it," Momo says, her voice soft as she unties her hair, reaching over you to adjust the bedside lamp, casting a gentle glow that illuminates the room.

You frown and reach for her, pulling at her oversized pajama shirt. She smiles and opens the covers, settling herself over you. Her hands slip under your shirt, her fingers dancing over the skin of your tummy. In return, you do the same to her, dragging your fingers to caress her back.

"Why? You know what I like, my love," you murmur in response.

She yawns and gently pecks the skin under your ear, then moves to your lobe with another kiss.

"I never actually took the time to ask you. I just went in assuming what you'd prefer," Momo whines, her voice low and nasally. She squirms in your hold and lets out a huff of frustration.

"But I'm happy with what we do, Momo," you press, tangling your fingers in her hair, trying to soothe her.

Momo whines louder and rises to her knees, standing between your legs. You can't help but giggle at how cute she looks, her cheeks puffed with exasperation as she sighs and playfully pokes your thighs.

"Please? Do it for me?" Momo pleads, her voice soft and earnest, her eyes reflecting her longing as she looks down at you.

You purse your lips, contemplating her request. Glancing at the clock, you realize it's already late at night, and knowing Momo has to be up early tomorrow, you both had a long day. You remember how she was nearly falling asleep while eating the dinner you made. Slapping her poking fingers away gently, she grabs your hands, her gaze pleading.

You look at her face and god...

There's a mix of affection and a deep desire to please in Momo's eyes, and it catches you off guard. She almost looks innocent, considering her request. It tugs at your heartstrings, compelling you to fulfill her wishes, knowing that her happiness means everything to you.

"Okay," you exhale softly, settling yourself more comfortably on the bed.

You can't help but feel yourself warming up to what she wants. There's something different about it when there's someone eagerly watching your every move, someone who genuinely cares about your needs and wants. It adds a new layer of intimacy to the moment, making you feel vulnerable yet strangely comforted by her presence.

Momo shifts as well, straightening her back and shuffling closer until her knees touch your inner thighs. You notice a red tint creeping up her neck, but you can't quite discern if she's feeling shy, turned on, or perhaps a mix of both. Her proximity sends a shiver down your spine, adding to the sense of vulnerability and anticipation in the air.

She breaks the heaviness with a gentle suggestion, "Do you maybe want help? How about you talk me through it? Before, you know... doing it." Her words carry a hint of playfulness, easing the tension between you as she offers her support in a way that feels comfortable for both of you.

You nod, feeling a mix of nervousness and relief at her understanding. Taking a deep breath, you admit, "I've never done that before." There's a vulnerability in your admission, but also a sense of trust in sharing such a personal detail with her.

Momo gently reassures you with a soft smile and a squeeze to your thigh. "It's just me, baby," she whispers, her words filled with tenderness and care. You feel comforted and reassured by her gesture, any lingering doubts or fears melting away in the warmth of her affection.

Taking another deep breath and closing your eyes, you begin to speak, your hands tracing down to your hips, then your thighs, gently caressing the flesh as you gather your thoughts. "Usually," you start, your voice soft but steady, "what gets me going is you." Your words hang in the air, carrying the weight of your honesty as you continue to share your desires with Momo.

"I think about the way you look at me," you continue, your voice growing more confident as you express your feelings, "how sweetly you talk to me, how safe you make me feel when you hold me..." You sigh as you lift the hem of your shirt over your belly button.

"Your lips... that little smirk you always give me before doing something mischievous or obscene... the kisses after a long day, the nips when I make you feel good," you confess, each word laden with desire and affection.

You lift your shirt higher over your breasts, and a soft whine makes you open your eyes. You find Momo completely flushed, her face red, and she seems out of breath, her reaction a clear indication of the effect your words and actions are having on her.

"Do you need my lips?" Momo almost moans out, her voice thick with desire. Her eyes drift to your chest, locking onto your hardening nipples, her gaze filled with longing and anticipation.

"Thought you just wanted to watch?" you tease, a playful smirk dancing on your lips as you enjoy the effect you have on Momo.

She huffs and runs her fingers through her hair. "You agreed for some help," she reminds you, her tone a mixture of frustration and anticipation.

You playfully hum pensively and say, "Max 3 kisses."

Momo leans in eagerly, her breath hot against your skin as she presses her lips against yours in three heavy, wet, and heated kisses. With each press of her lips, heat spreads between you, igniting a fire that consumes all thoughts but the burning need for each other.

Her breath is hot against your skin, her tongue dancing with yours. You can feel the urgency in her touch, the way her fingers curl around you as if she wants to pull you closer, to consume you entirely in the heat of the moment. Though, there's a tender desperation in her touch, as if she's trying to convey all her love and desire through each caress of her lips.

She pulls back after the third kiss, her lips lingering for a moment before she retreats, like the good girl she is. Her chest heaves with each breath, the intensity of the moment still lingering in the air as you both try to catch your breath.

"Touch yourself for me," Momo rasps, her voice low and husky, her fingers digging into the skin of your waist with a fervent urgency that betrays her desire.

You curse under your breath, feeling a surge of anticipation as you lift your hips to remove your underwear. But Momo is quicker than you, eagerly pulling the garment down your legs and tossing it aside somewhere in the room. She returns to her seat between your legs, a hungry look in her eyes as she waits for you to continue.

You bring a hand up to your breast, feeling the weight of it in your palm as you gently caress and squeeze, using two fingers to pinch a nipple between them. The sensation sends a shiver down your spine, and you can feel the warmth spreading throughout your body as you continue to explore and tease yourself.

Soft breaths leave your lips as you bring your other hand lower, your fingertips barely dipping into your heat. You're surprised to find yourself this wet, but of course, you'd be soaked with your girl sitting there watching you. The thought of Momo's eyes on you, witnessing your arousal, only intensifies the sensations coursing through your body, heightening your desire with every touch.

You move a finger down to your entrance, feeling the slickness of your arousal as you let out a soft whine. Gently, you drag your juices back up to circle around your clit, the sensation causing a wave of pleasure to wash over you. Each movement sends sparks of electricity through your body, and you can't help but moan softly as you lose yourself in the ecstasy of your own touch.

Momo's nails dig into your skin, sending a jolt of pleasure mingled with a hint of pain through your body. You look up to lock eyes with her, and in that moment, you notice the subtle way her hips are moving, grinding up in the air, seeking some relief. The intensity of her gaze makes you wonder if she's thinking about ravishing you, using you for her own pleasure, or perhaps both. There's a primal hunger in her eyes that mirrors your own, igniting a fire between you that threatens to consume everything in its path.

Another harsh squeeze from Momo and you respond by increasing the speed of your finger circling your clit, moans dripping out of your lips with each breath. The intensity of sensation builds as your pleasure escalates, and soon your other hand joins in the mix. Two fingers slip into your drenched sex, the slickness allowing them to glide in effortlessly.

A few curls of your fingers into yourself, and Momo cuts in, her voice husky with desire. "You're such a wet girl... fuck, pull them out," she groans, grabbing your wrist and bringing your soaked fingers to her lips.

Your digits slip into her mouth, and she moans around them, her tongue twirling as her eyes flutter shut in pleasure. You watch, gasping at the erotic sight before you, feeling your peak approaching rapidly as the intensity of the moment overwhelms you.

"Keep touching yourself, baby," Momo whines, her voice high. "God... cum for me. I wanna see how you make yourself cum." She guides your hand back to your cunt, her fingers purposely grazing your sensitive flesh, sending a shiver down your spine.

You bring your fingers back to your weeping hole, the slickness of your arousal coating your skin. Momo bends closer, her breath warm against your skin as she brings her face nearer. Out of breath, she brings each thumb to your lower lips, spreading you wide, aching to witness every detail of your pleasure.

"Momo, Momo, baby!" you cry out, your voice filled with urgency and desire. Momo nods in response, her own moans mixing with yours as she continues to spread you wide, her thumbs slipping on your wet lips and digging deeper to keep you open and exposed to her gaze.

"Y/N, you're gonna make me cum... Baby," Momo whimpers urgently, her voice trembling. "Please, make yourself cum for me. Let go." She collapses onto you, her lips pressing against your earlobe as her nose traces the line of your jaw, her every touch sending waves of pleasure through your body.

As you reach your peak, struggling for air, you choke out Momo's name, and she does the same, repeating your name over and over in a symphony of shared pleasure. With each gasp and moan, you both surrender to the ecstasy of the moment, your bodies trembling with pleasure as you ride the waves of climax together.

The pleasure subside, you find yourselves tangled in each other's limbs, your bodies still shaking with the remnants of bliss.

"Momo," you whisper breathlessly, your voice barely audible as you cling to her.

"Mmm, Y/N," Momo murmurs in response, her breath warm against your skin as she holds you close.

You share a tender kiss, the taste of yourself still lingering on her lips. "I love you," you say softly, your words filled with warmth and affection.

"I love you so much," Momo replies, her voice filled with tenderness as she peppers your face with gentle kisses.

"You know… I wouldn't mind giving you more of these types of lessons."

#twice imagines #twice x reader #kpop imagines #gg x reader #twice scenarios #gg imagines #twice smut #momo x reader #very embarrassing #hate rereading smut #also this is way too long

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tinkerbelle05 · 2 years ago

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could you maybe write a miles(either one) x black!fem!reader, and he’s doing that super cute tik tok where he does the voice over for the reader’s makeup tutorial

TikTok Video

Characters: 1610!Miles x black!fem!reader

Genre: Fluff

Summary: (Requested) Thanks for the request luv 💙

Warning: none :)

“Hey guys it’s Miles so my girl wants me to do her voiceover for her makeup.” He starts out the video, saying. She’s been asking him for weeks about this TikTok trend and well it couldn’t hurt?

The video showed you on camera and you gave a big smile showing off your braces. Then you showed a bottle on the screen. It was a clear bottle with a black pump.

“Um okay so I think that's the primer that she’s putting on right now. Because primer goes first. Like I don’t really know what it does to be honest. But it makes her face shiny and she likes that.” He explains.

Next you showed off a tube of dark brown liquid with a white cap. You put some on a sponge and dabbed that on your face lightly. Not all over of your face though, just the forehead and cheeks.

“Okay so next this is her skin tint. Yea she don’t really like foundation—says it’s too cakey, whatever that means— and the pink sponge she using is a beauty blender. But sometimes she be using her fingers, she told me they work the same for her.” He told them next.

Next you show off your eyeliner to the camera and use that.

“Okay so next it’s eyeliner. I love it when she does her eyeliner long and dramatic like that. She looks so freaking pretty with that.” He complimented, “Look at her showing off. She know she beautiful.”

Next you show off a blush compact that’s nearly empty. It’s a pretty mauve color and you have a big fluffy brush in your other hand.

“Okay so next she’s putting on blush. Oh! That’s the one I got for her birthday like two months ago. How is it already gone? Does blush go that fast?” He was astonished.

Next you pull out multiple products. A brown lipstick, a clear lip gloss, and an eyebrow pencil. You started to apply the products accordingly.

“Oh okay so now she doing this lip combo she be seeing on tiktok. But I like her usual, it’s this dark pink one.”

Then you show off a spray bottle and begin spraying that on your face. Afterwards you give another smile and a blow a kiss.

“Um okay I’m gonna be deadass, I have 0 idea of what that’s supposed to do but like look at that smile y’all. She’s soo pretty. Well, peace out guys.” And like that video ended.

And of course, people were eating that up in the comments. Many people were saying how cute y’all were, some complimented his voice and your beauty. As well as your kinda sorta makeup tutorial and how good you were at it.

It was such a cute video and to thank Miles for his participation, you showered him in kisses all over of his face.

Credits: @luvjunie for the gif

Tags: @butterfi, @justbeethings, @jam-skullz, @zomb1te, @dreamxcollide, @shibble, @sleepdeprivationis4coolkids, @somber-starz, @maypersonne, @hoeboat101, @rosebunny, @midnight-the-shadow-wolf, @mur-docs, @eight-cats-in-a-box, @emgavi, @sawi-06, @707xn, @niktwazny303, @nagi3seastorm, @ghostsimp000, @cloudstrifefantatic, @vixqn, @yourtsahik, @angelzira, @im-jisoo-im-okay, @andhdi68a, @itstooearly-its3am, @universallypeanutpizzapersona, @sodapopzds, @gricelovesu, @targrayenstormborn, @sciamachy-after-dusk, @peter-parkers-gf, @liural, @mewzxz, @star-light18464, @wraithluientheirlittleworld

Taglist & Masterlist & Reqs Info

Reqs are open!!

#miles morales x f!reader #miles morales x fem!reader #miles morales fanfiction #miles morales fluff #miles morales x you #miles morales x female reader #spiderman #spiderman across the spiderverse #spiderman atsv #across the spiderverse x reader

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transautisticmikewheeler · 3 months ago

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@bylerweek2025 || day 7: rose gold, feat. ending with a bang using "engagement rings"! i wanted to write for this one, so enjoy! (divider by @cafekitsune )

Mike's body seems spring-loaded almost, bouncing in place, his anxiety almost as clear as the fact that he's planning something even after this reveal. Lips quirking, Will entertains the idea of stopping the bouncing given Mike's proclivity to joint pain, but it almost concerns him how Mike might be unable to let go of that energy otherwise. Either way, the almost... puppy-like energy he's giving is as endearing now at 40 as it ever has been.

The room around them is softly lit, fairy lights strung up illuminating the cream walls and the bed their little picnic is spread over, rose petals scattered because Mike could never pass up a chance at being dramatic- no matter how much he called it just romantic, it really is both.

Will can't help the giddiness he feels in his own chest, cheeks warm as he looks over everything.

When Mike had told him about his picnic idea, he hadn't been against it, and seeing it now... it's breathtaking, the amount of work even just in the food made him feel special, not that Mike Wheeler grinning beside him with tinted cheeks even knew how to half-ass anything, especially concerning the both of them and their relationship.

He entertains the thought of teasing Mike for all of this for only half a second, but he decides not to, turning his head to look at him, Mike tilting his head as if to non-verbally ask his thoughts. Will smiles, a bit embarrassed, but certainly flustered.

"It's... amazing, Mike, I love it," he praises, giggling as Mike grabs his hand, pulling him over to the bed, giving Will a better look at all the things on the blanket, a new one it looks like.

There were small sandwiches, varied meats and cheeses on them and even ones with peanut butter and jelly, Will glancing up at him with an amused look as he stutters out his explanation for everything.

"I just kind of picked what we both like the most, I know you still like peanut butter and jelly even if you think it's childish and never eat it unless you're alone. The, uh, pretzels I made myself by melting chocolate with this tutorial I found online and strawberries are basically super romantic, so I had to add those and-" he rambles before getting cut off.

"Mike," Will interrupts, feeling terribly fond of the man in front of him, then pulls him in, melting into a kiss that they extend way further than is any kind of appropriate otherwise. Pulling away, Will smiles looking up at him, hand moving to hold his face, soft as he looks at Mike's own lovesick expression. "Thank you."

Mike grins wider, a giggle bursting from both of them as they put their foreheads together.

"I do have one surprise, though," Mike murmurs, his hands moving down Will's sides to rest on his waist. "You'd have to close your eyes."

Will feels a shiver go down his spine. "Really?"

"Mhm. Trust me?"

Will pulls back. "As if I couldn't," he teases, but steps back, closing his eyes, laughing as Mike guides his hands over them. "Mike! Just do what you're about to do."

"Okay! Okay. Just... don't make fun of me, alright?"

Will snorts. "That's just asking me to," he teases. "But I won't."

He can hear the sound of rummaging around, drawers being opened and some muttering before he hears the springs of the bed dip, Mike giving him the okay. Now seeing again, a loud gasp tears from his throat, tears immediately welling up in the corners of his eyes.

Understandably, Mike hadn't been able to get on a knee, but he'd sat on on the edge of the bed, a box in his hands, open, offering it and the thin band inside. His eyebrows are raised, hopeful, a shy smile like Will hasn't seen in a while there, too. "I, uh, I'm sure you've read the news lately."

Will had.

New York had recently legalized gay marriage only days ago.

With that, Will bursts into happy tears, Mike visibly panicking as he rushes forward. Wiping his eyes, Will reassures him. "I'm okay! I'm okay, I just... never imagined this was something we'd get," he explains, voice wobbly. Arms wrap around him. "I love this and I love you and it's a definite yes, oh my god..."

The arms squeeze tighter around him, Mike's own voice sounding emotional. "God, I love you, too, Will, and even if we couldn't I'd spend the rest of my life with you," he says, sending Will back to tears. "You're never getting away from me again. Not ever. You go, I go."

The engagement band sits perfectly on his finger.

#BylerWeek25 #BW25 Day 7 #stranger things #mike wheeler #will byers #byler #the sweetness of this pained me im gonna be honest #also peep the tiny bpd mike reference (he's canon anyways)#and the percabeth reference #my fics #there's also a few hc's i slipped in otherwise

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melodymissworld · 3 months ago

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Teacher, Excuse Me?: CH. 1

Summary: Felix swore he’d drunk a ton once he was seated in Professor Quick’s office. A new, plaid shirt for the professor would perfectly piece everything together.

Tags: college professor Oliver Quick, possessiveness, infatuation, teacher-student dynamics (both are adults - Felix is a college student).

“Sweet, surgery, and a little distasteful for his long-term health - he wanted to lick those words until they’ve dissolved into his taste buds.”

Professor Quick’s glasses clinked as he pushed it up towards his nose bridge.

“Do you know why you’re here today, Felix?”

An almost disappointed tone. Distraught convoluted the lazy beaming days went by, but it was unacceptable on Professor Quick’s terms. Felix swallowed down his clammy throat that he sure. Sure wasn’t dry before. Was it?

He ran his fingers through his hair and he felt Quick’s eyes piercing through his presence. Certainly, he could mingle on how his body betrayed the code ‘Scholar Boy.’ His cheeks flustered with a slight pink tint.

“No.. sir. I don’t.” He lied. Felix’s eyes were stilled on the floor beneath their feet. Notice me. Notice me. The latter was a good pretender coming from status and money. Pure gratitude towards his parents for being bloody rich.

First rule is distractions are malice! Felix shook it off, seeing professor Quick’s muscles tightening underneath the horrid arrays of blue and white plaid shirt his professor was wearing. Slowly. Felix made a note in his mind to ask Duncan to search the best stores in the country. God, was his mind this pathetic? So gruesome. Felix imagined if Quick would just—

“Felix.” His teacher snapped him out of his thoughts. Out of a dark alley way, out of the sticky lip glosses and perfumes he drowned himself in. Scented musk. A constant reminder that Felix wanted to be good — no. Need is the correct term describing his desire current day.

“Sorry— I uhm..” He furrowed his eyebrows and rubbed his cheek in defeat. First time ever defeated for being caught at doing something shameless.

“I’ve been worried about your performance. During lectures, I took note of how you would wander off most times. Is there anything I should be concerned about?” Mr. Quick’s expression showed concern and leaned onto his desk. A creak crowded his ears.

Oh.

Jesus.

His mind always wandered through the passion Quick portrayed in tutorials. The only reason why he actually came to these stupidly long classes, and if it translated well enough trouble. Maybe… turn an essay late he thought. Receive a terrible grade (which might lower his grade, but worth every effort), and questioned whether or not he’s actually trying.

He was. In different terms.

“I’ve just been..” He slightly shook his head. His eyes pouted, and raised to cover his mouth. Positioned vulnerable. ‘Look what we have here…’ Farleigh’s tease. But he was simply a wounded dog begging to be pouched up in a warm blanket. “I’ve been having a difficulty to manage nowadays. I- I don’t mean to, professor. I really don’t.”

Of course, sweet, sweet Oliver took note. Such a darling, it could’ve made Felix melt on the spot. The quiet response made him anxious. What was going through in that little mind of his?

“I promise—“

“I’ll help.”

O—kay. We’re getting somewhere. Felix raised his eyebrows and was suddenly off guarded by the cut. “Huh?”

Felix wanted to crush those rectangular glasses with his bare hands the moment those baby blue eyes swept upon his mass. He was in bliss.

“I’ll help.” He repeated again. To make sense — to be clear what he’s saying if it wasn’t clear enough. “I offer tutoring on Tuesdays and Thursdays afterschool for students who struggle. Though— not much students take on the offer,” His finger flexed up from habit and was in thought. Felix noticed. “I’ll be able to organize plans if you’re interested. Would you?” His eyes flickered towards the taller. Even when there wasn’t much communication on his part, it made sense they’d already agreed on the matter.

Smart. Oh, simply gorgeous.

Felix felt his tongue being bit by his teeth to prevent saying anything grotesque. ‘Be patience,’ as if. Felix could’ve (and can) get whatever he wanted. It was only a matter of time until the bottle overflowed.

Too overwhelmed.

He unclenched his fist on his lap once he decided. Felix flicked his tongue in between his lips to quench the dryness. He felt pretentious. Too good to be even settled in Quick’s office, despise his last name being a Catton. Felix pretended to understand, of course. Scowled his face to pretend he was feeling frustrated by the fact that he had to sit at tutoring sessions with Professor Quick. Boring, self centered, fucking prick of a professor. His heart ecstatically pounded once he heard the offer.

His eyes glanced up, hungry for a meal.

“..Okay, yea. That sounds good.” He softly indulged. Made sure his tone lazy and winded — time out.

His poor professor hadn’t witnessed the wolfish grin that carved onto his face once he closed the office door behind him. Felix didn’t feel bad, not one single bit.

“I never knew you were such a fan of me; I’m flattered, actually. I’m glad that didn’t slack off from your hard work - would’ve been a missed opportunity, no?”

#saltburn #oneshot #ao3 fanfic #ao3fic #felix catton #oliver quick #farleigh start #farleigh saltburn #so cutie #love love love #fan fic #fiction #fic writing #mlm #ao3 writer #mm♡

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csphire · 2 years ago

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Updated Dammon Build Guide!

Sad because you need more Dammon? Here is an updated guide on how to make him into your player character or dream guardian.

First, let's discuss the mods you'll need if you want to get your player character as close as possible to Dammon's long-lost twin or evil clone. Are you on a console or don't want to mod? No worries, alternative suggestions will be provided in this guide too.

Clothing:

This is only needed if you wish for him to wear the same outfit and for it to be the right color. If you want to keep the number of mods on the low side, you can use Basket Full of Equipment instead. It does have a blacksmith outfit, scarf and his boots too. (The boots are called: Black Leather Footwear D, just dye them brown. The scarf dye Swamp Green.)

Just know as of posting this, there is no dye in the game to match Dammon's existing choice of colors on his blacksmithing outfit perfectly. I would recommend when using Basket Full of Equipment to go with the scarf-free version and dye it Faewild Green and Dun Dye. Then you'll find his scarf in the cloak bag and dye that Swamp Green. If you can't get your hands on that rare dye Swamp Green works great too.

Eyes (and a jump start with the dream guardian):

What do I mean by jumpstart? Well... the modder here made a great start of what Dammon looks like. But I suspect the way the mod and/or game functions, some of Dammon's coloring is a little off. His horns are nearly white, and his eyes are brown, that is if you're trying to make the dream guardian look like him. This might be corrected in the future.

What's important about this mod is that it unlocks Dammon's unique eye color for not only the Guardian but also the Player Character. It's the only one I've found so far that does this. If there are other mods that come along that just unlock his eyes, I'll be happy to include them here too.

Don't want to install mods or can't? Try the Blue 3 or Sapphire 4 eyes. Or if you want them to glow more then have central heterochromia Elf Blue 1 and 2 are nice options as well.

Fun fact: Dammon's eyes are blue with central heterochromia.

Oh, and there is also the option to go with his Early-Access eye color Elf-Gold 3 if you're feeling particularly nostalgic.

The Quick and Easy Way: Use: Transform into companions and NPCs - Ring of Metamorph (Last I checked Born to be Anyone is not compatible with Patch 7 still ;_;)

Want to make the player character and every companion in your party look like Dammon? Well, this is the mod for you. There is however a caveat. He's stuck in that blacksmith outfit. As in not even for love scenes will he get naked. Alas, the real Dammon model doesn't have a nude character model option-at least not yet. Any who...

Onwards to the rest of character creation!

But first, a few quick side-by-side final comparisons to confirm the appearance you should get when following this guide.

Head, Skintone, and Horn Color:

Head 4

Blush Tone 5

Malbolge Spires with Dusty 6 for both base and tip color.

Hair:

Style - Arabel Ribbon Hair Color - Blonde 3 Highlight - Red 6 Intensity 80.

Makeup (optional):

Eye Makeup - Butterscotch (Intensity 40, Metallic Tint 10, and Glossy 10) Limp Tint - Red 1 (Intensity 10, Metallic Tint 10, and Glossy 10) For makeup, I'm unsure if Dammon wears any but in all the images here I did add a subtle amount to try to make his eyes stand out a little. This might be helpful if you're stuck using Blue 3 or Sapphire 4. I thought to also add a tiny bit of gloss to his lips since he's not hanging out by his forge so much. This is just a personal preference.

In fact, Makeup 12 comes in handy for guys or gals in general at a 10 to 50 tint level to make their eyes look a little deeper set, tired even and um... more broody? Play around with this and other make-ups and have fun.

Scar (optional):

Dammon does have a scar over the bridge of his nose, under his right eye, and on his lower left lip. But on him, as seen below, it's faded. Scar 3 comes sorta close but it's rather distracting. Until we can get a scar depth or age slidder from Larian (or a mod) I would skip it entirely for now.

Class, Race, Voice, and Stats (optional):

According to the Wiki Dammon is an Asmodeus Tiefling but you could subrace him into Mephistopheles or Zariel as head 4 is available to all subraces. Changing his subrace might prove advantageous depending upon what class you wish to play.

For voice, nothing can replace Frazer Blaxland's, but... I found Voice 3, out of all of them, is similar in depth and warmth.

If playing as Dammon and you want to get as close to his abilities, and fighting style as possible, it's all an educated guess. This is only mine on one class example: Druid.

To start, I made sure that all his stats were at least 10 in everything just like his original. For the extra points left over, I put them into upping his Dexterity as it helps with dodging damage. After all, you don't need a lot of hp if you can dodge damage. I also put a few extra points into the main stat for his class and a bit in Charisma just to make conversation rolls easier. For background, I went with Guild Artisan to further help him with persuasion, give him some insight, and for roleplaying purposes since he was a blacksmith. For cantrips, I would highly recommend picking Guidance if available to further aid all conversation rolls.

I went with Druid because it lets him wield a scimitar right at the start. On the Nautolid you can usually find two of these weapons. "Who uses wooden tools!" Dammon shouts as he throws that ugly staff overboard into the fires of Avernus. The second reason is perhaps while he was in the grove he learned a thing or two. He did after all pick up a few skills while in Avernus, why not at the Druid Grove too? It's just one level and you could multi-class him into anything later on.

The third reason I went with Druid for class is your doppelganger gets a discount from Arron, the other merchant to be found there.

But of course, you can make him any other class you wish or multi-class him. I did so myself by adding dragon sorcerer and bard to him later on. This is just an idea, but one could use his playthrough to try and get the Jack-of-all-Trades achievement.

If I had to go with an official class for him, my money would be on Artificer with a subclass of a Battle Smith, to be precise. The video down below explains what they are, and as early as Act II Dammon can literally craft us some bombs and free armor if you bring him the right things. He would be the perfect Artificer companion if we in the future get that class in a DLC. (And romance option-yes while keeping most of his mystery too, Frazer. This will explain just one example of how it's possible.)

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Sadly, no official Artificer class yet but there are a few mods you can try out by just searching the term Artificer on the Nexus. But this mod looks so far the most polished and fleshed out called:

Hope all this info helps you have some fun. Please feel free to tag and share with me your Dammon creations! Need any help feel free to reach out, I'd be happy to help. Looking for my old guide? It's here.

*Full Disclosure: In the previous versions of my guide, I was mistaken about his skin tone being Blush 4. After a near-unhealthy amount of scrutiny of Dammon's model, I apologize for this mistake. It's Blush 5, and the majority of the screenshots, ones that focus on his appearance, have been corrected accordingly. I apologize for this mistake and any inconvenience it has caused.

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lilimalia · 8 months ago

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2 જ⁀➴ yellows for betrayal, bastard boy

TEVYAT NEWS… golden boy ayato has finally hit the peak of every celebrity's career. a scandal! boy, is the world eating it up. except, maybe this time, the reporters are right...?

WARNINGS... none!

SUMMARY… Young, dumb, and broke, Y/n L/n has scaled the makeup community from half-assed make up tutorials and explorations… Somehow, she's landed herself a position of popularity, and has yet to understand how to continue building fame. When a famous actor, Ayato Kamisato, is in need of a last-minute makeup artist, and is forced to call her up…

On the other side of town, Ayato shuts off his phone to a close. Wiping the screen with the tuft of his sleeve as he slides it smoothly into his breast pocket.

The cool air of the Little Fontaine bristles his silky hair, the binds of his clean cut suit and turtleneck strain as he steps out the car. A small huff of distain as he makes way towards the building doors. His eyes narrowing as the sight of a giddy young girl drowned in light pink hair emerges.

“Hello! Are you Mr. Ayato? Oh whoops wrong question! I knew the moment you showed up! You’re here for the 4pm interview right? Lets get started shall we? My names Charlotte! I’ll be your reporter today! I aim for only the most credible and sensational stories so please be honest as can be!” Charlotte giggles, excitingly poking at her monocle as it rises.

In her excitement she gestures towards Ayato in a flurry of movements as she heads towards the golden lined glass doors of the building. Quick to grab at a notebook hanging somewhere in her clothes (where had it come from?) forcing Ayato to follow in awkward silence.

Turning around she jots down a note in her book as she asks,

“Hello? Excuse me Mr. Ayato? Could you smile for the Kamera please? I’ve just got to a get a cover photo for the columnists too!”

Before anything, he’s forced into an prim and proper smile, eyes closed in slyness as he adjusts the flaps of his suit, his cuffs links shine lightly as the flash of the camera reflects off it.

Click!

Peering over her Kamera she grins as she packs it away.

“Alright Mr. Ayato! Let’s get started! Ooh, I can’t wait to get in on this scoop!”

Before he has a say, she’s scampering off to the nearest mess hall to start. A long, drawn out breath, exhaling from his lips as he pinches his nose. Brows crinkling as he yawns.

Oh the cost of fame.

…

By the time he’s left the building, he swears the crisp air has gotten 10 degrees cooler. It’s chilly as he wraps his suit around him tighter. Cuff links silver against his white gloves.

A black tuxedo car rolls up, wheels churning to a stop. The tinted window, albeit very illegal, rolling down as ginger hair pops out.

“Ayato! How was the interview? Are you tired? Oh… Never mind! There’s warm congee at home! Ayaka fell asleep waiting for you… We better get home soon before she wakes up!”

“Oh? I shouldn’t keep her waiting then now. Right, let’s be quick with it please Thoma.”

As he steps into the passenger sheet, Thoma’s bright smile soothes the last of the late night nerves. His silly face is covered by a ghastly white mask, bangs pinned back in place by a Cinnamaroll hair clip -most likely Ayaka’s since he never could find his own-.

Looking down, he’s noticing a bundle of yellow gardenias. Curious, he plucks at the petal wilting on the edge.

“Oh… I forgot to tell you, I got those. Do you think they’ll like them? It’s been a while hasn’t it! I hope their doing alright….”

“Mm. I would hope so.” Ayato stares, the pools in his eyes plucking up the bouquet, longingly clutching them close to his chest. Grasping against them as he leans back, staring out into the city sky.

“Thoma…”

“Mm?” He replies, head tilting.

“Do you think… What I did was wrong?” He asks, almost uncertain.

There’s this look of flashing uncertainty in his eyes. Dancing off his stern expression as his bangs shelter it away from Thoma.

Thoma’s eyes don’t lift from the front of the steering wheel. His smile gone.

“What did you do?”

“You know better than to ask me to explain myself Thoma…”, a small tch leaving his chapped lips.

“I’m… Not sure sir.”

“Don’t- call me that Thoma.”

“Well, Si- Ayato… It takes more than a couple of monthly flowers to convince someone of an apology.”

“I just… Can’t seem to understand them.”

…

The car goes quiet, as Thoma pulls up into a lot. Stepping out into the cool air, pulling open Ayato’s door. Looming over the car’s roof.

He’s no longer paying attention, looking up at a the parents above.

An apartments balcony, hung with dried flowers, all uniquely yellow follows the gaze of the men.

Pale yellow, buds now wilted and shrunken, bounded by twine, hung over the wooden posts of the balcony, catching Ayato’s eye.

Passing the bouquet he was grappling on -when had he started hugging at it?- Ayato passes the flowers between the fingers of Thoma.

“An apology starts with understanding Yato’. And then it’s confrontation.”

“Hm. If only I could understand the way you think Thoma.”

“Trust me Ayato… I don’t think you’d want too”

“Life is so much harder on this side of the argument. I really can’t understand them like you do.”

“Lifes harder for everyone when you’re under fire. Think about them. About how you made them feel, and then we maybe we can talk about them on equal terms…” Thoma sighs, ruefully as he points the tip of the flowers towards Ayato. Still sitting cross-legged, legs stretched long as he leans back and stares.

“Life is harder too, if you can’t admit your in love.”

“Hmph.” Ayato glares, shaking his head in disgust as he slams the door in Thoma’s face

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mariasont · 1 month ago

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i have never done my make up before and i actually dont know how. Do you have any advice on how to start ? ( your recent fic with hotch watching bimbo!reader caused me to ask this )

i love this !!!! honestly makeup can totally seem overwhelming at first but it’s all about starting small and just having fun with it !! id recommend starting with like the 3 basics — a little tinted moisturizer or concealer, some mascara (or blush, i feel like this depends on u, some people hate the feeling of mascara on), and maybe a tinted lip balm or gloss. it doesn’t have to be crazy right away !

some of my personal recs:

tinted moisturizer: i use laura mercier oil free tinted moisturizer it’s my holy grail (but it also offers more coverage than most). also maybelline’s bb cream is really good if ur wanting more lightweight feel

concealer: i personally like both the nars radiant creamy concealer and once again maybelline’s FIT me

mascara: clinique’s high impact waterproof (super good in terms of durability) or essence lash princess (literally one 5 dollars and it makes ur lashes look unreal)

blush (personally favorite part of makeup): depends on what ur going for, i usually use liquid blush and powder to set. for liquid i use rare beauty’s (only need a little teeny dot). i also know milani’s cheek kiss is works well. for powder i use anastasia’s blush trio and milani’s powder blush

also all of elf products are really good so u can’t go wrong there !!

i’d also recommend watching a couple youtube tutorials if u want, there’s no shame in learning at your own pace ! (oh and also i would practice when ur not rushing to go any where so there’s no pressure and u have more room to experiment) ur going to look beautiful either way!!!!!

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darkstar225 · 2 years ago

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Twice's 10th member learns from the unnies how to use makeup

A/N: Heyyy, I'm trying to make up for the time I'm gone lol! Sry for taking so long to post :D I hope that the anon who gave me this idea on Tumblr likes it!

The request: Heeyy i want to request when Y/n joined Twice, she was still very young and didn't understand many things, especially makeup. so the members taught Y/n how to use makeup.

PS: Tysm for everyone who reads what I write, I hope I can bring a smile to your faces every time I post! I'd like to thank whoever sent me this idea 'cause I loved to write it <3

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The fluorescent lights in the dressing room flickered overhead as the door swung open, revealing the youthful silhouette of Y/N, the newest addition to TWICE. At just 16, she exuded an air of innocence that contrasted sharply with the glamorous world of K-pop. The members, in various stages of makeup application, turned to welcome her.

Nayeon - Baby, you made it!

Nayeon, the oldest of the group, chirped with a warm smile. Jihyo and Jeongyeon flanked her, the trio often referred to as 3MIX, the motherly figures of the group.

YN - Hi, unnies!

Greeted the younger girl with a nervous smile playing on her lips. She shifted uncomfortably under the gaze of the seasoned idols, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights of fame.

Jihyo stepped forward, her eyes filled with a gentle understanding.

Jihyo - Don't worry, love. We were all nervous when we started. Come, have a seat. We'll help you with your makeup.

The other members looked up from their mirrors, their eyes curious and welcoming. Momo, Sana, Mina, Dahyun, Chaeyoung, and Tzuyu, each with their unique personalities, were quick to embrace Y/N as their newest member. It was a sisterhood, and they were determined to make her feel at home.

Nayeon gestured to the vacant chair in front of the mirror.

Nayeon - Alright, first things first. Do you have any makeup on right now?

The maknae sheepishly shook her head, her cheeks tinted pink.

Y/N - I didn't want to mess it up before coming here.

Nayeon - Smart move. But today, you'll learn the magic of makeup, the TWICE way! *chuckling*

The members gathered around Y/N, their makeup bags sprawled across the table like a colourful palette. Jihyo, being the leader and the most experienced, took charge.

Jihyo - Let's start with the basics. *pulls out a foundation and shows it to Y/N*

Jihyo - This is like the canvas for your art. It evens out your skin tone.

As 3MIX began their tutorial, the others chimed in with tips and tricks. Momo, known for her striking eye makeup, demonstrated the perfect technique for eyeshadow application. Sana, the queen of aegyo, gave lessons on blushing techniques that enhanced one's charm. Mina, with her elegant style, shared the secret of a subtle yet captivating lip colour.

The youngest watched with wide eyes, absorbing every piece of information like a sponge. She had never been particularly interested in makeup before, but under the guidance of her new sisters, it became an art form she wanted to master.

Throughout the session, the atmosphere shifted from a lesson to a bonding experience. Tzuyu, the youngest before Y/N's arrival, took a special interest in teaching her the nuances of makeup with a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Tzuyu - See, it's all about the angle!

Tzuyu explained, holding the eyeliner with the precision of a surgeon. (not my case lol)

Tzuyu - A slight flick at the end, and voila! You've got killer eyes.

Y/N tried to mimic the motion, but her hand trembled slightly. Dahyun, as the group's energizer, playfully nudged her.

Dahyun - Don't worry, little sis. It takes practice, and we're here to help you every step of the way.

As the makeup session progressed, laughter and teasing filled the room. Y/N felt a warmth spreading through her, a sense of belonging she hadn't anticipated. The members weren't just teaching her makeup, they were weaving her into TWICE's sisterhood.

Jeongyeon took a step back to observe Y/N's progress.

Jeongyeon - You're doing great, sweetie. Soon, you'll be a pro like the rest of us.

Y/N beamed with a newfound confidence radiating from her. The reflective surface of the mirror now showed not just a girl learning makeup but a young woman blossoming into the vibrant world of K-pop.

As the finishing touches were applied, Jihyo looked at the clock.

Jihyo - Alright girls, time to get dressed and hit the stage. *kisses Y/N's forehead*

The room buzzed with energy as the members gathered their belongings and headed towards the wardrobe area. Y/N, now adorned with the signature TWICE makeup, felt a surge of excitement coursing through her veins.

The first performance as an official member of TWICE awaited her.

The backstage area was a whirlwind of activity as stylists adjusted costumes, managers checked schedules, and the members exchanged last-minute words of encouragement. The youngest stood amidst the chaos, taking it all in with wide eyes.

Nayeon approached her, a glint of pride in her eyes.

Nayeon - You ready for this, lovebug?

Y/N nodded, a mix of nerves and excitement bubbling within her.

Y/N - I think so, unnie.

Nayeon placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder.

Nayeon - You've got us, remember? We're a family. Now let's go out there and shine.

The familiar melody of their latest hit filled the air as the members gathered on stage. The crowd erupted in cheers, the sea of fans eagerly anticipating TWICE's performance. Y/N, sandwiched between Tzuyu and Dahyun, took a deep breath.

As the music started, the synchronized dance moves kicked in, and the members sang in perfect harmony. Y/N, initially nervous, found her rhythm and merged seamlessly into the performance. The stage lights bathed them in a kaleidoscope of colours, and the audience's cheers fueled their energy.

Midway through the performance, Y/N caught the eye of Jihyo, who winked and gave her a thumbs-up. The encouragement rippled through the group, and TWICE's sunshine felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude.

The performance reached its climax, and the members struck their final pose. The crowd erupted in applause, and Y/N couldn't help but smile, a sense of accomplishment washing over her.

As they exited the stage, the members exchanged high-fives and hugs. Jihyo pulled her newest child into a tight embrace.

Jihyo - You did amazing, our little star. Welcome to TWICE.

The other members joined in, creating a group hug that encapsulated the bond they had forged in the makeup room just hours ago.

From that day forward, Y/N wasn't just the newest member of TWICE. She was a cherished part of a sisterhood that went beyond the glitz and glamour of the stage. The lessons in makeup had been a gateway into a world where mentorship, laughter, and support were the true foundations of their unity.

And as they prepared for the next adventure, Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the colourful journey that lay ahead, grateful for the sisters who had embraced her and the magic of makeup that had brought them all together.

And this made her have one thought:

I'll always love my dear unnies.

A/N: I'm sorry for any errors. English is not my first language. Pls, let me know if there is something wrong, ty for reading <3

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harvsinthestars · 5 months ago

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harveys diary; log #02

I tried make up last night, based off a tutorial my friend sent me. It made me feel so much worse and I'm so glad I could wash it off straight after. I looked so utterly stupid, and I know makeup cant really hide how ugly I feel anyways. I feel like I need to build up the confidence to wear any makeup out the house, just like I did with mascara and tinted lip balm. My fear of being perceived controls my life too much, but I'll get there eventually.

I did do a 10 min stretching routine after, and it made me feel so much better. I felt like even though I didn't do much I still got better at the stretches. Unlike the makeup, I feel like I can do it in my room and not be judged for it (as if anyone would see my awful attempt at makeup anyways).

Thanks for reading! As I said yesterday, drop any glow up tips if you have any. Maybe I'll try makeup again tomorrow - I'll see...

#digital diary #glow up #online diary #journal #glow up tips #green #diary #my diary #tumblr diary #tumblr journal #harvsinthestars

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nobleriver · 11 months ago

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Your richonne gif sets are everythaaaang! As Rick would say. ;) I am currently working on new gifs and they somehow look blurry due to the coloring. You are so talented and I thought I'd take my chance and ask for your advice. You are a true artist! Marlene x

Awww! Thank you so much, Marlene! 🥰 You’re so kind! Also, love the little Rick nod. Please forgive my delay in responding. I try to give people my full attention when they ask me a question, and I was quite busy yesterday and today. So, I am a day behind schedule in answering this.

First things first, if you make gifs, this tutorial by redbelles breaks down the entire gif-making process from software to sharpening to the best time to post. I would recommend it to anyone.

There a few things that can make a gif look "blurry". The file could be grainy, the image could be low contrast, or the gif just hasn't been sharpened enough.

I will address all three scenarios and demonstrate how I would manage them.

Grainy HD/Pixelated Video

Depending on the size and definition of your source file, the video itself may be pixelated, which will show up even the more once you start brightening, coloring, and sharpening. In general, the higher the GB, the higher the resolution, the more you can manipulate and stretch the gif from its original appearance before it starts to disintegrate.

I have learned not all 1080P files are made equal. Some are pixelated and will just give you grainy gifs (which you then have to compensate for).

Usually, I lean towards very bright, vibrant gifs. However, for videos that start out pixelated, I sometimes brighten it less or manipulate the colors less. For example, check out the gifs below.

The original looked like this. Incredibly dark with a ray of light coming from the left (how can they be outside in the daylight and the scene be this dark??).

Then I start brightening.

The innocuous light coming from the left is now making the pixels stand out even more, washing out the color.

When a gif looks grainy, I will often switch to smaller dimensions such as 540 x 270 or 540 x300 to compress the image and (hopefully) minimize some of the graininess. The graininess remains, but the gif and therefore the most offensively grainy areas are also smaller.

Example: 540 x 400 v 540 x 300 (Brightened to show contrast)

Yet, for this particular gifset, I wanted to do 540 x 350, so I had to find other means for decreasing the graininess.

Tip: If the source material is not the problem, usually, the culprit for grainy/pixelated gifs is overmanipulating. If you make everything too bright, you start to see the individual pixels, especially if the original scene is very dark. Same thing can happen if you oversaturate or over sharpen.

Therefore, I tone down the brightness. Though still there, the pixelation is less noticeable. Nevertheless, when I add Selective Color to make the greens more vibrant, the pixels go haywire. Green and cyan pixels across her face, on her lips, in her hair.

So, I add a mask to the Selective Layer to remove the green/cyan from her hair.

This is the final PSD.

Turning Low Contrast to High Contrast

Take a look at this picture. Beautiful scene, but a gif-makers nightmare. Her entire face is covered in a blue-green wash. The highlights and shadows have also been grayed and tinted, drastically lowering the contrast, making the gif duller. The first action I take is to remove the wash and blacken the shadows.

Now, the blue film that was clouding her face has been stripped away and I can see her features more clearly. However, the base color scheme still isn't neutral. I can still see the yellow-green wash, and the gif is slightly darker now.

So, I now select the brightest area to be the whitest (here I chose the bright spot on her hoodie on the far right). If you look at the screenshot below, you can see her the yellow-green wash has now dissipated. There are still hints of blue at the top and bottom, but it looks more natural (imo), and it's not over her face, which is the most important part of the gif. SHE has been returned to a neutral color scheme. Also, the contrast between the shadows and the highlights have been increased, making the gif look sharper. The overall brightness has been restored too.

To summarize: Using the curves eye dropper works as a color correction. When a scene is covered in a color wash (blue, green, or yellow filter), the shadows and highlights also become tinted. By selecting the darkest shadow to be black, the curves layer strips the gif of the color wash (this works best when there is a wide range of shades). When you do the same with the brightest highlight, it removes the wash even further. Using curves to color correct is usually my first step in the gif-making process. Then, I start brightening.

I use most of the brightness options. I rarely use exposure. The order in which I put them in changes all time, and often, I move the layers around throughout the process. This time, I started with Brightness/Contrast first. I left it on Normal and moved the brightness up by 50. A lot of people use the Contrast on Brightness, but nowadays I prefer to use the Curves eye dropper and Levels Contrast options instead. Again, it's all a matter of preference. There are a thousand ways to get a satisfying end result.

For your first brightness layer, you can do another Curves layer. It's honestly my favorite brightening tool. You can manually adjust your Curves or you can use the Auto feature, and let it self-adjust (I usually still tweak it even if I use Auto as a base).

OR you add a Brightness/Contrast layer set to Screen instead of Normal, and you would get similar results. For this one, I adjusted the opacity to 40% (or whatever the gif can withstand. Sometimes, it's as low as 15%). This brightens the mid tones and shadows as well, so I rarely ever leave it at 100% on screen.

For this gif though, because I'm a brightness lover, I used both lol. Instead of manually adjusting the Curves, this time I pressed the Auto button and let it self-adjust (I think I just find pressing the button fun lol). The gif is already so bright, it only moved the brightness up a smidge.

Technically, at this point, I could call it quits and be done with the gif, but I never finish a gif without some color manipulation. So, I immediately turn to color balance.

There were still hints of the original blue green/yellow green wash, so I adjusted the color balance away from green and away from cyan (cyan also affects green).

Then I added a 2nd Color Balance to adjust the highlights. You can do this on the same color balance but I like to keep them separated (just so I can play with the colors freely without worrying about ruining the previous color balance I liked).

I also decided to lower the Brightness/Contrast layer which I set to Screen to 30% instead of 40% because I was seeing too many pale, grayish pixels (because they had been lightened too much). I also replaced the 2nd Curves layer with a Levels layer (see below), so I could have more control over which area was being brightened. I only adjusted the midtones by .05 in Levels and left the highlights and shadows alone. The result makes her skin glisten just a smidge less.

Sharpening Your Gif

Last step: Smart Sharpen. If done properly, sharpening your gif should completely remove any blurriness. In addition, the Smart Sharpen tool further enhances the contrast and brightens the highlights. I sharpen my gifs twice. I got this method from another gif-maker, and I've been a fan of it ever since. The gifs just come out crisper. If I feel it's too sharp, then, I can just remove the 1st smart sharpen filter (the 10%, 10 pixels), but I rarely do that.

See steps below:

Convert Frame Animation means convert frame animation to timeline. If you do not have timeline, see this tutorial on sharpening without timeline.

The blur has been removed. However, the highlights are too bright now.

As a counter, I turn off the 1st Brightness/Contrast layer and push the 2nd Brightness/Contrast layer which I had set to Screen back to 40%.

Side note: I got rid of the 1st Brightness layer because Brightness/Contrast set to Normal affects highlights more, whereas set to Screen it affects the midtones more. By removing the 1st and increasing the 2nd's opacity, I mitigate the glare of the highlights without sacrificing the overall brightness of the gif.

Final version (sharpened):

Original version (sharpened):

Original version (unsharpened):

As demonstrated, sharpening, contrast and color all play a role in making a gif look sharp and crisp. Hopefully, I addressed your issue somewhere in this tutorial. If not, DM me a gif or a screenshot of one, so I may offer more specific advice.

#ricksmarlene #ask #tutorial #this is based on the assumption you use PS to make gifs #i'm quite longwinded #pls forgive the length #hopefully this helps #if not let me know

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cleverhottubmiracle · 26 days ago

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Hello, beautiful people! I filmed a fast five minute face makeup: get ready with me for my doctor visit look to share with you featuring Girlcult Sinensis #61 chameleon eyeshadow quad. Everything purchased by me. All opinions my own. Fast Five Minute Face Tutorial This easy, make your eyes pop, multichrome makeup look takes only five minutes to put together. Here’s what you’ll need to recreate at home in case you don’t have the exact same items I do: a clear brow gel an eyeshadow primer a light multichrome eyeshadow a golden green eyeliner pencil or eyeshadow a mascara a foundation a cool toned light pink iridescent blush a multichrome highlighter a loose setting powder a pink beige lip pencil a pink beige lipstick or lip gloss a setting spray Many of my past tutorials use generic color terms in addition to listing specific products so that you can shop your makeup stash for similar shades to play with. And while my specific makeup tastes might not match yours, they can inspire you to be creative with your own unique style. I prefer the YouTube Short I created of the fast five minute face tutorial over the IG Reel, as I believe I did a better job with how I edited the short. Getting better every day with practice! WHAT I’M WEARING BROWSNyx Clear Brow Glue (v) EYESSigma Beauty Sorbet Eyeshadow Primer Pencil (v)GirlCult Sinensis #61 Chameleon Eyeshadow Quad (cf)Urban Decay Reflect 24/7 Pencil (discontinued)(cf)Thrive Causemetics Liquid Lash Extensions Mascara (best vegan mascara ever) FACELYS Beauty LN1 Triple Fix Blurring and Hydrating Skin Tint Foundation Stick (cf)Em Cosmetics Seraph Heaven’s Glow Blush (v)Kaleidos Moon Cruiser Highlighter (v)Huda Beauty Pound Cake Loose Easy Bake powder (cf)one/size On Til’ Dawn setting spray (v) LIPSBuxom Cosmetics Hush Hush Henna Power Line Lip Pencil (cf)Fenty Beauty Blaz’d Donut Gloss Bomb Stix High-Shine Gloss Stick (cf) FASHIONBlack Jade NecklaceBarbell Apparel Blue Motive Dress ShirtBlackMilk Clothing Floral Coral Cuffed Pants Girlcult Sinensis #61 Eyeshadow Quad Mini Review I adore GirlCult Sinensis! If you love multichromes, this eyeshadow quad doesn’t disappoint! All four shades are beautiful. I used shade one in the video tutorial. The Girlcult eyeshadow quads are made from sturdy plastic and are very beautiful. Their compact size makes them perfect for miniscule makeup bags. Looking for more Girlcult content? Check out my Girlcult #52 Like Fire eyeshadow quad demo and swatches. LYS LN1 Triple Fix Blurring and Hydrating Skin Tint Foundation Stick Mini Review If you love blurring, hydrating stick foundations for dry sensitive skin, you’ll love LYS Triple Fix Blurring and Hydrating Skin Tint Foundation Stick. It’s my favorite foundation! I love stick foundations, especially ones like this that are meant to be applied with fingertips to blend seamlessly with your skin. I talk more about this foundation in my best makeup for travel article. Urban Decay 24/7 Pencil Mini Review Urban Decay Reflect is one of those 24/7 pencils that I bought two backups of because I love the unique color. It makes my blue-green eyes pop! See more Urban Decay 24/7 Eye Pencils Swatches Fenty Blaz’d Donut Gloss Bomb Stix High-Shine Gloss Stick Mini Review Fenty Blaz’d Donut is the perfect sort of glossy pink beige MLBB on me. I waited forever to try this formula and I don’t know why because it feels wonderful and looks great on. If you are very fair skinned and most ‘nudes’ turn orange on you, try Blaz’d Donut. Check out more in my best nude lipsticks for very fair neutral cool skin. Em Cosmetics Heaven’s Glow Blushes Mini Review Heaven’s Glow blushes have the most beautiful finish and glow! I’m wearing Seraph (bright pink with lilac iridescence) and also own Baroque (soft neutral beige with pearlescent champagne iridescence). These give me the most gorgeous glow! The entire shade range runs very warm but I can wear these two hues. Curious about Baroque? See how I look wearing Baroque in my R.E.M. Beauty Starlet Liquid Eyeshadow Review. Quick Social Media Note I’m not on social media much these days and took social media off my phone. Instead, I’m spending the time I used to spend doom scrolling on reading books. Kindle app says I’ve read 39 books in 2025, but I’ve actually read far more than that, since many of those ‘books’ were 6 to 10 books within one digital book. What I’ve Been Reading: Eternal Night Shift Series by Lena Nazarei Magiford Supernatural City by K.M. Shea A Vampire’s Guide to Gardening by Shari L. Tapscott This Alien Earth by Paul Antony Jones Blood Magic by J.T. Lawrence Waifs and Strays by Helen Harper Shadow Magic by Melissa Delport Throne of Glass Sarah J. Maas The Stars are Dying by Chloe C. Penaranda Darkstone Academy by Bliss Devlin The Nevermore Murder Club and Smutty Book Coven by Steffanie Holmes The Empyrean Books by Rebecca Yarros A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas The Golden Wolf by Shannon Mayer The Shadow Bound Queen by Eliza Raine And some other smutty books that were so poorly written I’m not going to mention. I prefer long book series. Still searching for high quality sci fi that I haven’t read before that is overall positive. I found myself wanting to read something similar to the Rowan by Anne McCaffrey, but haven’t been able to discover a new series yet. And I’m always open to new urban fantasy with vampires, faeries, witches, and werewolves. Some of my favorite authors include: Seanan McGuire (especially the October Daye series and Incryptid series, her Mira Grant work is great too) Yasmine Galenorn (The Otherworld Series is my favorite) Laurell K Hamilton (Anita Blake, of course, but Merry Gentry was fun too) Hailey Edwards Kim Harrison Patricia Briggs K. F. Breene Lindsay Buroker (Legacy of Magic) Jacqueline Carey Melissa Marr Jim Butcher Final Thoughts My 17 year blog anniversary is tomorrow and it’s been on my mind a lot recently. It’s amazing how far I’ve come and how much I’ve accomplished over the past two decades with my blog thanks to your love and support. From publishing the book Hooded Eyes Makeup Manual to backstage at New York Fashion Week to Cosmoprof in Vegas to IMATS LA, and the Makeup Show, I’ve met so many people and done so many things. I’m so grateful for all the opportunities that I’ve had and the people I’ve met. I have more Girlcult coming up soon. Are there specific looks, brands, or tutorials you’d like to see from me? Let me know! More to See Source link

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