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imthebadguyyy · 7 months

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Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

pairing : charles leclerc x reader

fandom : f1

synopsis : you're the only female driver on the f1 grid, and have a secret relationship with ferrari's golden boy.

warnings : smut, sexual innunedo, comments made about body weight.

a/n : multi part series!! basically will be a slow build up to how their relationship gets exposed lol I hope you enjoy 🫶🏼

the soft rustle of the white linen under your skin lulled you into sleep, eyes heavy with exhaustion and hours of activity, the drawn curtains protecting your eyes from the harsh rays of sunlight that just moments ago had you whining to Charles to draw them.

Speaking of, Charles was bustling around, oddly energetic, considering the strenuous activities the both of you had engaged in hours ago.

groaning softly, you stretched like a cat, sighing in contentment as your muscles awoke. charles approached you mid stretch, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead, then your nose, your cheeks, your chin, and finally your lips.

the onslaught of affection made you giggle, and you tugged him down for a morning cuddle. charles laughed, giving in to you, wrapping his arms around you. the spanish sun streamed in, coating the both of you in a warm glow that had you snuggling closer to him, inhaling the deep scent of the sauvage perfume he had sprayed to the red and black ferrari team shirt he had changed into.

he sighed in contentment too, fingers gently stroking your hair, working through the tangles and knots, probably a result of his own hands laced through your hair, guiding you down when you had gone down on him.

"you slept well?" he enquired, fingers gently stroking your hair. "mmhmm" you mumbled, your own fingers dancing across his clad chest, slowly tracing up to his arms and drawing little flowers and shapes.

charles shivered at the feeling, heart fluttering in his chest as he took in the sight of you in his arms.

the ringing of your alarm broke the sweet silence and tranquility of the room, and you sighed, moving out of the warm embrace to turn off the alarm and drag your body out of bed.

"gotta get ready" you mumbled, still rubbing sleep from your eyes, yawning as you made your way to the bathroom.

"i hope I didn't tire you out before media day, cherie" charles teased, combing his hair in front of the mirror.

"oh shush" you mumbled through a mouth full of mint toothpaste.

"no but really cherie, i hope you slept well?" he asked, genuine concern laced in his voice.

you felt your heart melt, still getting used to how sweet and endearing your boyfriend was. "I promise im okay charles, besides, there is no way i would say no to a night like last night" you said, throwing him a smirk.

he laughed, taking out your McLaren t shirt and keeping it on the bed for you.

oh yeah, you happened to be the second driver for McLaren, and the only female driver on the grid.

being on opposing teams did little to stop you and charles from getting together, albeit in secret because you wanted to be discreet, and keep your relationship to yourself.

you looked at yourself at the mirror, rolling your eyes at the dark hickeys littered across your neck and collarbone, biting back a smile as you recalled the night before, charles hot lips pressing to your delicate skin, sucking harshly to create dark marks on your skin.

"charles marc herve perceval leclerc! look what you've done to me! i look like a fucking giraffe!" you whined and charles burst into giggles.

"desole, mon amour, i just lost control, you looked absolutely gorgeous, you still do" he said and you mentally awed at how sincere he was.

"thats alright, fenty beauty is the best match and wham! all gone" you said, concealing the marks to the best of your ability.

you walked back out, pulling on your jeans and your team t shirt, spraying yourself liberally in perfume. it was something you'd decide to start doing ever since becoming an f1 driver and having immensely long days.

just as you pulled on your sneakers, charles pulled you into his chest, earning a squeal of laughter from you.

"charles! what are you doing?" you laughed, letting your arms wrap around his torso, leaning your head back on his shoulder as he pressed the gentlest kiss to your neck.

"im just enjoying my girlfriend for as long as I can before I must hide my love for her from the world" he said dramatically, littering your neck with even more kisses, but each time he pressed more force to your neck, tongue darting out to lick each kiss, before gently letting his teeth sink into your neck.

you felt your heartbeat rise, and a second heartbeat arise between your legs, a warmth spreading through your body as a soft moan left your lips.

"charlie, not now.. we'll get late and my press officers will kill me if I'm late again" you whimpered, making absolutely no effort to pull away from him.

"just give me ten minutes amour, thats all i need" he whispered and you found yourself giving in, knowing that he was more than capable of making you cum in the limited time.

you let your head fall back as he sunk down to his knees, spinning you around and hoisting you up onto the table in your room.

his hands made their way to your jeans, unbuttoning them in a haste, letting them pool around your ankles.

your hands found home in his hair, tugging it harshly, not caring about the fact that he would not have time to fix it before you both had to rush.

charles looked up at you, green eyes flashing at you, before he gave you a little wink.

"such a cassanova" you moaned out, sarcastic even as charles tongue licked up your thighs, hand reaching for your underwear.

"behave cerise" he warned and you shut up, head leaning back in pleasure when his tongue finally made contact with your pussy.

you were definitely going to be late.

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charles jogged into the paddock, hair mussed up and eyes slightly dazed as he made his way to the ferrari garage. he had decided that you would go first, since he was less likely to get in trouble for being late.

he brushed his hands through his hair, although the poor attempt did little to tame the wild mess of hair.

"finally, where were you?" carlos asked, the spaniard throwing his teammate a charming smile.

"my alarm didn't go off and I slept in" charles said, the little white lie rolling off his tongue in all its practised perfection.

"mm sure" carlos replied. he had long suspected that charles had a secret girlfriend, but being the gentleman that he was, had decided better than to prod. if charles wanted him to know, he would tell him.

"who are we paired with for media?" he asked, putting on a cap to hopefully calm down his wild hair.

"alex, lewis, pierre, checo, valterri, y/n and you are together, im with max, fernando, lando, yuki, george and zhou" he said, pulling on a cap of his own.

charles hid a smile, happy at the prospect of getting to spend time with you.

"so you had sex" carlos said matter of factly as the two of them made their way to the press rooms, both waving at tifosi as they went. the cheers for carlos were extra loud since it was his home race.

"um i didn't say that" charles chuckled, waving as he saw a little girl with a teddy wearing a ferrari shirt.

"you don't have to mate, i can see a scratch on the back of your neck and your hair is a mess, you also look a little drunk but not from alcohol" carlos stated non-chalantly, making his way up the stairs.

"alright fine but I'm not saying who" charles said. he trusted carlos but he couldn't risk the paddock finding it because he knew it would be you facing the repercussions and not him. he had heard lots of stories from you on how you had to endure all sorts of stories and questions on how you had managed to sleep your way to f1, and how you had special connections with people, and he did not want the headlines to be accusing you of getting a seat by sleeping with him, when in reality you had met each other after you joined formula 1 in williams.

"thats okay you don't have to. but you look like you had a wild night" the spaniard laughed as charles blushed, his cheeks staining a soft cherry rouge.

"yes I did now please don't talk about my sex life in front of so many cameras" he begged, as they split up to go their different rooms.

making his way, he found you seated next to lewis, an empty spot right beside you, at the very end of the couch.

lewis smiled at charles, beckoning him to come and join the both of you.

when lewis turned to valterri who was on his left, charles threw you a subtle wink, which had you holding back an eye roll and biting your cheek to keep yourself from giggling.

alex turned to chat with the three of you for a while and valterri joined in too. you were interrupted by your press officers telling you they'd be staring the questions soon and you all settled in, and you prayed you'd get decent questions this time.

"so welcome everyone to the circuit de barcelona catalunya, for the spanish grand prix. we are joined by lewis hamilton, sergio perez, alex albon, pierre gasly, valterri bottas, charles leclerc and y/n l/n" and the questions started, with the first one going to lewis.

you found yourself zoning out a little, while the others answered questions about race conditions and alex's experience with a fan who tried to steal his M and M's.

you found yourself laughing at the story, unable to suppress giggles at alex's animated story telling.

"right, well the next question is for y/n" said another reporter, a young man with blonde hair in a sharp suit offered you a smile and you smiled back.

"y/n, there's been some talk about your weight and how it might affect your performance on the track, since you seemed to have put on a little after the winter break and testing. can you comment on that?" he said, completely calmly.

you were stunned.

you weren't quite sure if you had heard it correctly. around you, you could hear the reporters murmuring, and see the obvious anger and discomfort on everyone's faces around you. lewis gave you a look that said "should I speak up for you?" but you shook your head a little.

before you could answer, an angry voice filled the room.

"how dare you ask her a question like that? enough with these ridiculous questions about her weight! we're here to race, and her skills behind the wheel are what matter. if anyone doubts her abilities, they're in for a surprise on the track. it's time to move past these stereotypes and give credit where it's due – y/n is a fierce competitor and belongs here just as much as any of us. she has already done podiums and could do a win soon too with how quick she has been. all you do is ask stupid questions to a woman who has paved the way for others and I find it ridiculous, c'est très irrespectueux." charles spoke up, his usually calm demeanor ruffled.

you felt tears rise to your eyes, not expecting him to speak up, and you swore you'd never been more in love with charles.

distinctly, you heard lewis chime in, a deep frown in his forehead as he reprimanded the reporter for asking such a question.

"seriously? we're in a room full of talented racers, and you choose to ask a question like that? y/n is here because of her skill, determination, and hard work, not her weight. it's about time we focus on the racing, where she's more than capable of holding her own. let's leave these outdated notions behind and give credit where it's deserved." lewis said calmly, not showing how angry he was.

valterri and pierre spoke up as well, but you found your eyes drawn to charles, watching how his eyes, usually sparkly and bright held anger in them, a fire burning behind them. his fists were balled up, nostrils flaring as he tried to calm down.

charles knew that sylvia would be mad at him and his press officers would have to do some damage control but he hated how the reporters diminished the talent of the love of his life.

the both of you looked at each other, love and gratitude in yours and love and apologies in his.

as soon as it was over, you walked off, not wanting to talk to anyone else.

you decided to make your way over to your drivers room and almost successfully made it there, when you felt charles grab you as you walked past the ferrari hospitality.

he dragged you to his own room, eyes still filled with rage and hurt.

the moment it was the two of you inside the room, charles turned to you, one hand gently stroking your cheek while the other rested on your wait, and then he started talking, "mon coeur, i just want to apologise to you for having to deal with these insensitive questions. it's frustrating to see you continually face these when we should all be celebrating your talent and achievements. you're an incredible driver and an even better person, and i love you so much. im so proud to stand beside you and be by your side and-"

you cut him off with a kiss, pulling him down by the neck to meet your lips. he pulled you impossibly closer to him, hands grippin you so tight you knew it would leave a soft mark.

his tongue pushed against yours urgently, but you broke apart, panting heavily, to kiss his cheek and whisper a soft "thank you"

charles guided the both of you to the door to make sure it was locked, before lifting you up to rest you against the wall.

before you knew it his lips were on yours again, pressing against them, hot and needy, and you kissed him back with an urgency, a need to thank him for sticking up for you.

"do you think I'm... im too big?" you murmured against his lips.

your words had him stopping, forehead resting against yours as he sighed.

"mon amour, ma chérie, ma douce fille, tu es parfaite telle que tu es. j'adore tout en toi et personnellement, je trouve ton corps parfait. je veux que tu saches que tu es absolument incroyable et parfaite à tous égards, et je t'aimerai toujours." my love, my darling, my sweet girl, you are perfect as you are. I adore everything about you and personally I find your body to be perfect. I want you to know you are absolutely amazing and perfect in every way and I will always love you.

your eyes filled with tears as his fingers gently caressed your tummy, before he started peppering kisses all over you.

"i love you charles" you whispered, voice breaking a little and he noticed, pressing a kiss to your nose.

"i love you too my love" he whispered back.

"let me show you how perfect you are ma jolie, ma tournesol" he whispered, carrying you back to his bed to lay you down with such gentility, as if you were going to smash into a thousand pieces if he was rough with you.

"please let me show you how perfect you are, comment puis-je te résister quand je te vois, à quel point tu es magnifique et comment tu es une déesse absolue sur terre. laisse-moi t'aimer et te montrer ma gratitude pour toi, mon amour." how I cannot resist you when I see you, how gorgeous you are and how you are an absolute goddess on earth. let me love you, and show you my appreciation for you my love he whispered and you gasped softly.

how you loved it when he sweet talked you in french.

you couldn't wait for the dirty talk to start.

"so fucking beautiful" he groans, admiring your body, as he drags your shirt off your body, followed by the jeans, tracing each and every one of your curves, your heart warming up at his tender touch as his gaze stares fervently into yours, with nothing but love and admiration in his eyes for you

his lips instantly reconnect with yours, finding home on your lips. his kiss is demanding, and just the right amount of rough, and when he slaps your ass softly, you moan giving his tongue an opening, allowing him to slowly slide into your mouth, tongue exploring every crevice.

"be quiet for me cherie, can't have everyone hearing my beautiful girl's sweet moans hmm?" he whispered against your ears, biting along the lobe.

his hand grabs a hold of your chin, holding you in place as your legs start to wrap around his waist, your fingers digging into his skin.

"charles" you moan breathlessly between his lips, and he begins to unclasp your bra, his fingers intertwining with both straps as pulls it down your arms, failing to break the kiss.

he leans down to take a nipple in his mouth, licking around the bud before sucking on it. the simple motion was enough to have you moaning and whining against him, as his fingers teased the other nipple, flicking it repeatedly, and running the rough pad of his thumb over the pert nipple.

his name left your lips like a chant as your hips rutted against him of their own accord.

his right hand moving to play with your right nipple, twisting it, flicking it, pinching it before soothing it with a gentle motion of his thumb. he switched, mouthing and sucking your other nipple, instead, while his hand moved to your left, pulling harshly as he rolled the sensitive bud in between his fingers. you tried your best to stifle your moans, taking slight respite in the fact that the ferrari drivers rooms were a little soundproofed, your panties no longer damp but practically wet, threatening to drip down your legs as you clenched again, the arousal becoming painful. after finishing with your chest, charles kissed downwards, to your stomach, licking his way down to your hips. his green eyes met your own, as he moved his hand in between your thighs, feeling how wet you were, even when you weren't even fully exposed to him. he gently pushed your panties against your cunt, watching your pussy lips swallow the material and soak it with your arousal, the friction from the material making you gasp.

before you could grind against it, he pulled it off of you, letting it drop to the floor. he moved lower, arms trailing down your thoughts almost kneeling in front of you, "you look so good baby, all spread out for me. i love everything about your body mon amour.

i love these marks, i love your scars, i love every freckle and dot on your body," he murmured, fingers gently tracing the stretch marks on your tummy and thighs.

"do you want my tongue in your pretty pussy hmm?" he asked, as you nodded fervently. "words, cerise" he said, fingers gently tracing circles on your clit from outside your panties. "yes, yes I do please!" you whined, grinding against his finger.

and with that he moved in between your thighs.

with both hands, he pulled your knees even more apart, so he could fully face your quivering pussy watching as you pink hole repeatedly clenched and un clenched around nothing, shimmering with your own juices.

licking his lips, he leaned forward, feeling a carnal desire burst open within him. he kissed both your thighs, before looking up at you again. then he moved forward, pushing his pointer finger into you, swearing when your walls enveloped him. he pushed in till his knuckles, pumping up and down as your moans and groans of pleasure rang out above him, before shoving in a second finger, and then a third, the stretch making you throw your head back, you hair fanning out.

"so beautiful mon ange, all spread out like this. i can see all of you and you're the most beautiful person ive ever laid my eyes on" he groaned and you found yourself moaning event louder, till he brought one hand up to let you suck his fingers.

then he licked broad stripe up your pussy, still fingering you, before running his tongue up your slit repeatedly. using two fingers he spread you open, latching onto your clit, as you let out a scream of pleasure above him, arching your back even further. charles let out a choked groan at how good you tasted, almost as sweet and sour as a cherry, his favourite nickname for you, as he flicked the sensitive bud back and forth before sucking hard on it. his tongue repeatedly rolled your clit, before he took it into his mouth, lips enclosing around the bud. while his fingers continued thrusting into you, the band in your stomach threatening to snap, when his nose pressed against your clit, and when it nudged the sensitive button repeatedly, and he continued sucking your clit till you had tears streaming down your face from the ache of the pleasure.

his fingers and tongue worked in tandem, as you tightened above him, your thighs wrapping around his neck, pulling him closer to you as you let out a strangled moan of "oh god, oh my god, charles!", and before you knew it you had cum on his tongue, his tongue and fingers working you through your orgasm, licking up every last drop as you continued to quiver above him, body rocking out your orgasm.

you expected him to pull away, but he stayed, fingers still in you, looking up at you, and the sight of his nose and mouth, shimmering with your juices, was enough to nearly make you cum again, but as you tried to pull him up, he pushed your body back down, looking at you with a dangerous glint in his eyes. "no no no, mon coeur. i need to show you how much i love you and one orgasm won't do that" he said,and with that, he moved back down between your thighs, licking your pussy languidly a few times, before shoving his tongue back into you, this time, pulling your hips closer so you were nearly dangling off the edge of the bed, almost balancing on his face, your hands reaching down to pull his dark locks, legs wrapping around him, pulling him closer as he went back to sucking your clit again, the lewd sounds echoing in the room, as desperate moans of "charles! charles! oh my god, fuck, fuck, amour" left your lips, like a prayer, your head thrown back and chest heaving, nipples hardened against the cold air in the room. as if on cue, charles let his hand reach up to gently fiddle with your nipples, as your hips began to rut on his face, his nose deliciously nudging your clit again, and his fingers soon replaced it, flicking your clit with his finger and licking around it, till you were cumming again, with broken screams of his name leaving your lips.

he stood up, climbing up onto the bed to kiss you, and you tasted yourself on his lips.

"my beautiful girl. the most beautiful girl" he mumbled repeatedly against your lips.

climbing over you, he caressed your cheek softly, before pulling you in for a gentle kiss, which quickly became teeth and tongue, as he brought his cock closer to your entrance. he swiped it through your folds, running the tip over your clit continuously till you felt like you were gonna pass out from the combination of feelings you were experiencing. "please mon ange, please just fuck me, please!" you finally cried out, gasping when he pushed himself into you, finally filling you with what you always craved.

"my gorgeous girl has the most gorgeous pussy ever, so soft and pink" he groaned, slotting himself into you, thrusting his hips till he was in so deep it was as though he belonged there. as though he belonged inside you, as if he belonged with you forever.

he continued to snap his hips against yours, burying himself in you, mouth leaning down to suck your nipples again.

"m-more" you managed to stutter out. "can you handle more, mon bebe?" he asked, his gentility and sweetness peeking through. "yes, fuck yes, i can" you moaned, too drunk on the feeling of cock sliding in and out of your pussy. "d'accord cherie" he murmured.

without stopping the movement of his hips, he flipped you over onto your front, as you landed ungracefully on your front. "hands and knees" he commanded, still fucking you

the new angle was making stars burst forth in your vision.quivering, you moved onto your shaky knees and hands, as he gripped your waist from behind, pulling you back to meet his cock.

your incoherent moans of his name were fuel to his fire, and he reached around you to rub your clit roughly, collecting your arousal on his fingers, before stuffing his fingers in your mouth, prompting you to suck on them. you swirled your tongue around them, tasting yourself on his fingers again, as he moved your fingers in deeper, almost making you choke.

the feeling of him nearly fucking you in two was clouding your senses, the band in your tummy ready to snap again. behind you, increased the pace of his thrusts, using his other hand to pinch and rub your clit again, a high pitched groan leaving his lips as his orgasm rode up on him, but, being the gentleman that he was, he wanted you to cum first.

the harsh rubbing of his fingers on your clit and his cock ramming into your pussy, the squelch of sounds and your moans and groans filled the room, sweat dripping down your bodies and the smell of sex penetrating your nose.

when charles suddenly picked up the paxe and wrapped a hand around your neck, squeezing just enough to restrict your airflow ever so slightly, you let out a high pitched moan, the feeling sending you into euphoria as your pussy gushed around him, charles hissed when you clenched on his sensitive cock, finally spurting his cum into you as well.

panting, you pulled apart, both of you collapsing on his bed.

"fuck that was-"

"insanely hot, insanely good, insanely perfect" you said, curling up into his side.

"thank you for supporting me my love" you whispered again, surprised at the tears filling your eyes.

"aw mon cherie, don't cry" he whispered, hands gently pushing your hair out of your face.

"i won't" you sniffled softly, letting out a watery laugh at the concern in his face.

"i love you so much" you mumbled, letting his soft humming lull you to sleep, not giving a damn about the fact that literally any moment McLaren would have a breakdown when they saw their star talent was missing.

but all you cared about in that moment was getting some time with the man you loved.

charles sighed in contentment as he looked down at you, dozing off in his arms.

in his daze he missed the footsteps making their way to the door.

neither of you missed the sharp rap of knocked against the door, making you jump out of your skin as carlos' voice came from the other end.

"cabron, we are needed for a meeting. can you open your door so i can get my extra shoes? i left them there by accident" he said and you froze.

"don't say a word" charles mumbled to you, gently getting up.

god, you were so fucked.

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a/n - will definitely make this a multi part series!! any comments feedback reblogs idea etc are always appreciated!! much love always 🩷

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vampyr3wife · 6 months

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im curious about ur makeup products

this is like everything I use in my makeup routine n then a couple different lip products I like ^_^

NYX tame & frame in black Tony Moly cats wink clear pact Dasique blending mood cheek powder Fenty Beauty diamond bomb L’Oréal infallible concealer Aquaphor Kylie lip liner shade bare Clinique black honey Mac cremesheen glass lip gloss in Pagoda Lip smacker fruit punch lip gloss Rimocoo lip tint Colourpop supershock in flexitarian YMH Beaute glitter Nyx white eyeliner Maybelline lash sensational ???

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kittysdiary · 1 year

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Can you put me on to some bomb lip glosses , some makeup powders , concealers, deodorants. Because summer is coming up and ya girl want too look good

Lipgloss: Fenty Beauty Gloss Bomb, Too Face Lip Injection + Nyx Butter Gloss.

Makeup Powders: Laura Mercier, Maybelline Fit Me! + Fenty Beauty.

Concealers: Fenty Beauty Pro Filt’r, Juvia’s Place I Am Magic + Too Face Born This Way.

Deodorant: Schmidt’s, Native + Dove.

#tips #cute tips from an esthetician 🎀#self care #my post #makeup

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jqhotchner · 23 days

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stars

nine

yn adjust the camera making sure it didn’t show her baby bump. she is about to do an interview discussing the album and fenty beauty. she didn’t need to world to see her bump just yet.

“rihanna! it’s so great to have you on the show!”

yn smiles. “it’s great to be here!” she states honestly. yn is really excited to discuss more about the album and she’s really excited to discus more about fenty beauty. she’s been working on her cosmetic line for a few years now! wanting everything to be absolutely perfect.

yn is now onto making her last name into an even bigger brand. she’s now getting into the fashion world and making sexy lingerie, bras, a few t-shirt designs, even making men boxers and everything you could think of. yn is ready for this new era in her life!

this just means she gets to be home more with her babies and her husband. she’d still travel here and there, but she’d be able to work from home instead of moving around too much.

aaron’s excited about that. he’d expressed he’s going to be putting in less hours as well! with derek and david willing to help out with more paperwork, he figured he could take advantage of that so he could get home to his family as soon as possible.

“so, we saw you’re currently married. congratulations are in order!”

“thank you!”

“how’s married life treating you? from our end you look absolutely stunning!”

yn blushes. “yeah, it’s been great! my husband and i got married two months back. we’re really enjoying married life. although if you talk to my mother she’d say we were already married. just made it official in the court of law.” yn giggles.

“mothers are always speeding up the process. id like to think mine just wanted me and my husband to give her grandchildren right after the wedding.”

yn laugh.

“how’s the album coming along? we hear this one’s gonna be the last for awhile.”

“yeah, im in the process of doing other projects. it just came down to wanting to spend as much time with the people i love, you know? ill get back into my music eventually. for now i think the fans will enjoy other plans i have!”

“like fenty beauty, correct?”

“yeah!”

“how long have you been working on your cosmetics line?”

“for about two years! i wanted it to be perfect and inclusive! so many different skin tones out there, you know? i have family members with darker complexions than mine. a lot of times they couldn’t find the right foundation or concealer. i wanted to make sure that everyone feels included. not left in the dust!”

“i understand that completely. took me awhile to find one that matches my skin tone even slightly. what else can we expect from fenty beauty?”

“it won’t just be makeup, it’ll also lead to having a better skin care routine. i just got a few family members into taking better care of their skin. you wouldn’t believe what most of them said they use for their skin.” yn shivers.

“well, i for one am really excited about fenty beauty and about this next album. when can we expect another single? and do you have a date for when the album is released?”

“the next single is out the twenty-second and the album will be released the eight of next month! along with a few other surprises!” yn winks into the camera.

“you heard it here first, folks! rihanna album will be released february eight! that was rihanna. thank you for your time, ri.”

“thank you for having me.” yn waves before shutting her laptop. she turns over and spots aaron staring at her. “what?” she blushed.

“just—you’re so fucking beautiful.” aaron kisses her shoulder.

“baby,”

“i mean it.”

yn leans over and aaron kisses her passionately. “how much time we got?” aaron groans.

yn turns to look at the clock. jessica currently has jack. she took him to the park to give yn alone time for the interview.

“twenty minutes.”

aaron smirks. “that’s enough time!”

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cainnleacghlovers · 1 year

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My beautiful girl - MØ

Paring: Martin Ødegaard x Fem!Reader

Summary: Even with her hair in rollers, and Bronzer? Contour? Wait, concealer? All over her face, actually, never mind, same thing. Y/N is the most beautiful girl he has ever seen, and he wants her to know it.

Warnings: Smut (but like really soft smut🥹) and fluff because Martin? Duhhh

“Gotcha you sly bastard!” You cheer, as you finally get the last roller in your hair. You had a habit of getting it stuck, getting frustrated, and instead of gently taking it out, you just rip it out. With half of your hair. Oh well.

You were heading out to lunch with a few friends, and you had the afternoon free (finally) from University. Getting a little glammed up wouldn’t hurt.

Legs crossed, a hot-water bottle draped between your thighs. You can already seen the red patch on your legs from where the heat contrasted the coolness of the London February’s.

Taking a sip of water, and fanning your face, why work out when you can put rollers in your hair? You reach over, hoping you’ll be able to grab your makeup bag without moving, knowing that if you do, you’ll get that weird ‘i just moved now i’m absolutely freezing’ feeling. Grabbing the end of it, you tip the bag over.

Mid fall, you completely regret your decision. Hearing the bag plop on the floor, you cringe.

My Fenty bronzer better not have cracked. You think to yourself.

Lifting the bag, without getting up, scooting on your butt, you inspect the bag. Looks good so far.

A sigh of relief escapes your lips. If there was a fire you’d save the Fenty bronzer, then the Rare Beauty blush, then Martin, and then yourself. Priorities.

As you begin your skin prep, making sure everything is clean. You heard the door open, and a pair of shoes fall to the floor.

A smile stretches across your cheeks, as you apply your moisturiser.

“I’m home kjælighet!” You hear booming up into your shared room.

“Upstairs!” You shout back, your hands moving to find cotton pads as you tip some micellar water onto it, gently rubbing it into your skin.

As you do that, you hear feet stomping up the stairs, and about half way up, there’s a loud noise, with a voice following it. “I’m okay!”

Only Martin, the man who was silk with a football, weaving it through defender and defender, would fall up something so simple as stairs. He was a silly boy, but he was your silly boy.

He stumbled into the room, you checked to see if he had all four limbs. Arm, other arm, leg, other leg. Amazing.

“Did you fall?” You snigger, as his beautiful blue eyes meet yours. His hair a little messy from training. The sun hitting him perfectly. You were one lucky girl.

“Fall for you? Absolutely.” He stated, as he pretends to faint, before sliding on his socks across the wooden floor, and landing beside you as he pulled you in for a hug, careful that he didn’t move your rollers.

Placing kisses all across your face, he pulled away, his tongue hanging out in disgust.

“You taste horrible.” He said, not really mad.

“It’s a gourmet fine wine.” You teased, holding up the bottle in front of him. He was quick to pull you in for another kiss. This one landing on the crown of your forehead, as you melted into his embrace.

Rubbing your hand slowly, he picked up random bits of your makeup.

“Does this all do something different or?” He asked, picking up two of the exact same products. Yes they were the same, but it was on deal. Well, it wasn’t actually on deal. You literally gaslighted yourself into thinking that, knowing you’d cringe if you ever looked at how much you spent in Sephora.

“No I just buy loads of the same stuff, of course it does different stuff.” You retorted. Picking up your primer, squeezing a few drops onto your hands before rubbing it onto your cheeks.

He admired how delicately your fingers moved across your face, and he couldn’t help but smile. God, this boy was in love.

“This is bronzer?” He questioned, his eyebrows peeking up at you as he held your contour stick. You couldn’t help but smile at the way he pronounced ‘bronzer’ his accent making it sound more like ‘bron-steer.’

“Close but no cigar, that’s contour baby.”

“Contour, bronzer. Tomato, Tomato. Same thing.” He huffed. He hated being wrong.

“Forward, right wing. Same thing.” You retorted. He’s explained, how many times? You’d lost count. But you still didn’t get the difference.

He grinned at the joke, and pulled you into him, tickling under your arms. You were a teenage giggling messing fit, as the beautiful boy teased you.

“Martin I have perfect aim of your balls. Let go.” You breathed out, exhausted from the wriggling and wiggling.

“Low blow. Literally.” He joked, making both of you roll on the ground with laughter.

He swore his cheeks were going to fall off from smiling, but your laugh was everything to him. He’d give up everything if he thought it would make you happy.

You two sat in a comfortable silence as he watched you prep your skin for makeup. As you carved out your eyebrows, he bit his lip.

“What do you want?” You teased.

“Can I do your makeup?” He asked.

“Absolutely!” You grinned. Normally, you wouldn’t let anyone touch your makeup, let alone your face, but Martin wasn’t just anybody.

“Well take a seat in the chair.” He joked, raising his eyebrows at you, as he glanced down to his lap.

“Well you behave?” You teased back, sitting down on his lap, his hands protectively finding their way to the small of you back, holding you in place.

“Of course I can. Now let’s get this started!”

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As he pumped foundation onto your face, he stuck his tongue out in concentration as he began to dab it in with a brush.

“Martin baby, that’s the wrong end. Flip it round.” You said, feeling the stick prod into your gums.

“Oh did I hurt you?” He asked, his eyes searching yours for any discomfort.

“You’d give my orthodontist a heart attack if she thought you were sitting poking at my teeth.” You joked, as he laughed along. This time rubbing the foundation into your face with the soft part. Much better.

As he moved slowly along your face, careful not to hurt you, you leaned your neck the other way, as the tv caught your attention.

“Mhm eyes this way Skatten.” He scolded, as he used his free hand to pull you closer to him by your neck. You couldn’t lie, that erupted butterflies in your stomach, and the ache started between your legs.

“That’s better. I wanna see those pretty eyes, yeah?” He said, looking in your makeup bag, for what he thought was next. Powder.

This was going to be fun.

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As Martin continued across your face, you suddenly didn’t care about going out with your friends. It would be a shitty move to cancel on them, but… coke on now! They’d cancel too if they seen the sight in front of you.

“I’m almost done!” He said, looking about for lipstick. He couldn’t seem to find it.

“Under your ass Martin.” You said, and he lifted himself up to see that the lipstick was in fact, under his ass.

“You could say it was, under my nose this whole time.” He joked, in a weird British accent. You’d watched Bond recently, and he was obsessed was speaking in a weird cryptic tone.

You laughed as his joke literally made no sense.

“There’s no one like you baby.” You said, as you patted his thigh and felt his breath hitch. He knew you noticed, and gave you a sheepish smile, as he uncapped the lipstick.

‘Please don’t smudge that Martin. It’s Morphe.’

As he gently brushed the lipstick across your lips, he couldn’t help but stare at them. You couldn’t help but stare at his.

If this was a movie, everyone would be screaming for you to kiss.

“All done!” He said, clearly chuffed with himself. He helped you up, pulling you out of your day dream, as he dragged you into the bathroom so you could see.

Making eye contact with yourself, you can’t lie, you were impressed. Other than the fact, he forgot mascara, he done a pretty good job.

“I think there’s a career as a Makeup artist in the future. Forget football.” You joked, as he moved closer to you, pushing your back against the counter of the bathroom, as he lifted you up onto it, slotting between your legs. His nose brushed yours, as he placed a light kiss on your lips.

“Oh football was just a stepping stone for me to become a makeup artist. That’s my real passion.” He mumbled against your lips.

Sick of your rollers, one had been digging into your head all day, and it was pissing you off, so you not so elegantly, took them out. Martin seen what you were doing, and after watching a few times, he realised what to do, and helped you with the rest.

As you took the last one out, you put your hands through your hair, as he looked at you. Jaw on the floor.

“You look absolutely gorgeous, wow.” He mumbled against your neck, as he worked his way up softly to your lips.

The kiss was sweet, and full of love, as you two melted into each other. However, the soft moan that left his lips as you lightly rubbed on the strands of hair at his neck, switched his mood.

He bit your lip softly, silently asking you for to open up, as he slid his tongue into your mouth. His tongue met yours.

The kiss was passionate, as Martins hands slowly left the back of your neck, and travelled down to your hips, slightly rubbing them, as he mumbled ‘i love yous’ and ‘you’re so beautiful’ into your mouth.

Rubbing his hands down your thighs, you wrapped your legs around his waist, as he hands gripped onto your ass, as he slowly guided both of you onto the bed. Slipping on the way there on your micellar water.

“That stupid micellar water. Tried to poison my earlier, and now it’s trying to break my legs. Absolutely dirty.” He said, making you laugh, as he felt the vibrations in his lips, as his lips made their way down your neck.

As he licked and sucked lightly on your skin, he found that spot above your collarbone, and you moaned, and you felt him smirk against your skin in response.

Untying your robe, he slowly slid it off of your shoulders, placing a kiss to each one, before you moved it out of the way. He trailed back down your body, until he reached the valley of your breast. Nudging his nose slightly, he sucked slightly, feeling your breath hitch, as your back arched against him.

Using his hands, he pushed your hips back down lightly, before he lifted them to push your bra strap off of your shoulder. Placing a kiss there, yet again.

“The back baby.” He said, and you moaned at the nickname. Loving the way it sounded with his accent.

Arching your back, he unclasped your bra, and quickly began his work on your boobs.

Starting with the right, he lightly sucked the skin around your nipple before he took the left nipple in his finger, toying slightly on the hardened bud. He switched his attention to the left, and did the same thing, he did in the right.

As good as this felt, the aching between your legs only increased as the sight of his swollen lips and messy hair.

“Martin please- do something.” You moaned, as he moved his way down to your stomach, playing with the waist band of your shorts.

“Tell me what you want baby.” He said, his boice husky from lust, as you felt his hardened dick across your thigh, only adding to your arousal.

“I don’t care, just t-touch me.” You managed to get out, your hands finding his hair.

“That’s all I needed baby. Now you sit back and look pretty.” He said, flashing you a wink, before he placed a wet kiss on your lips, as he trailed back down your body to your shorts.

“You’re so beautiful. So damn beautiful.” He said. You wouldn’t blushed at the compliment, but the cage was becoming painful and you just wanted him to do something.

He pulled your shorts down your leg, placing light kisses on your hips. He took the top of your panties in his teeth, as he slowly pulled them down your legs, eventually taking them off when his hand, as he placed wet, warm kisses on your inner thighs.

He worked his way up your thigh, giving you one last smile, as his lips found your aching core. Your back arched immediately at the contact, and your thigh closed around his head. He pried them back open with his hands.

He lightly sucked your clit, before trialing his finger up to your dripping pussy. One hand drew patterns in your thighs, and you felt the vibration of his moan against your clit as you tugged on his hair.

“Fuck Martin, that f-feels so g-good.” You managed to get out, that only added fuel to his fire, as he pushed a finger inside of you.

It was embarrassing honestly, how you were such putty under his hands, but god was he good with his tongue.

As he continued to suck on your clit, he added another finger, and he began to pump them out of you painfully slowly.

“Martin p-please.” You begged.

“That’s my name yes.” He replied smugly, as he looked back up at you. His dick twitching in his shorts as he seen your naked body, slightly red from the marks he’d made.

“F-faster.” You begged, eyes at the back of your head, as you felt the familiar feeling in your stomach.

“Since you asked so nicely.” He twisted, pushing his fingers back into you at a much faster pace. When he reached the spot he knew you loved, he began to scissors his fingers. He felt your walls clenching tightly around him, and he knew your body better than you.

“Cum all over my finger’s beautiful.” He said, as your orgasm washed over you, and your vision became foggy.

You didn’t even see him move back up, but you felt your lips against his, and you tasted yourself.

“Have I told you you’re so beautiful?” He said, sounding like a broken record. Your favourite broken record though.

“Have I told you you’re really good with your tongue?” You moaned, as you used your hands to tug his t-shirt off. The sight of his abs making you weak, in your already weak knees.

He pulled his shorts off, and he stood there in his boxers, as he pushed a strong thigh in between your legs.

His tongue, which has just been in your dripping pusey, now roamed your mouth. And you began to rub yourself up and down on his thigh.

His breath hitched, as he too, felt the friction between your pussy, and his clothed dick.

Pulling his boxers down, you reached down to give him a few strokes, his eyes closing, and mouth opening as he moaned lightly in response. Leaving down beside your ear, so you could hear him. His slightly damp hair brushing against your forehead.

“You make me f-feel so good baby. No one l-like you.” He moaned, as you seen pre-cum leak from the top of his dick.

“N-need you so-o bad gorgeous.” He breathed out, his forehead resting against yours, as you both panted into each panted mouths.

He slotted himself between your legs, and look down on you to get confirmation. You nodded your heard, unable to speak from the pure pleasure that has washed over you.

“Need you to tell me what you want baby.” He said, as he brushed a piece of curled hair behind your beard, rubbing your cheek lightly, as his eyes looked lovingly into yours.

You never felt closer to him, than in moments like this.

“P-please keeping going Martin.” You breathed out, as your hands rubbed lightly down his toned abdomen.

He wasted no time in pushing into you lightly, giving you both time to adjust. Both of you moaning from the contact. He pushed himself back out of you, and into you again.

“So fucking t-t-tight around me. Always s-so good.” He moaned into your lips, as he pulled you in for a kiss. You back arching off of the bed, as he began to pick up the pace. His lips trailed down to your boobs, and he began to kiss around them.

His hand snakes up to find yours, as he held your hand beside your head. The bed slightly shaking from Martin moving in and out of you.

As he thrusts became sloppier, and less precise. You knew he was close, and that feeling in your stomach returned.

“Cum for me Martin.” You breathed looking into those beautiful blue eyes.

Feeling your eyes on his, he looked into yours, and smiled.

“I love you Y/N. So so much.” He moaned, as your walks began to clench around him.

“I love you too Martin. So so so much.” You moaned back into lips, as he threw a few more sloppy thrusts before he came inside you, muttering nothing but loving words in Norwegian to you, as he played with your clit softly, and it wasn’t long before you too, came around him.

He stayed in you, smiling down at the sight in front of him.

Messy hair, swollen lips. He’d never seen anything more beautiful.

As you two both caught your breaths, he pulled out of you, whining at the loss of contact, he collapsed onto the bed beside you, pulling you into his chest.

Rubbing ‘I love you’ into your back, you snuggled into him.

“We need to clean up.” You said, this was your least favourite part of sex.

“Good thing there’s a modern day invention called the shower!” He lightly joked, before picking you up bridal style and heading into the bathroom.

This man was everything to you, and you too, were his everything.

Eehh! I actually really like this!! Let me know if you want a part 2 of the shower scene🤭

#footballer imagine #martin odegaard #martin odegaard imagine #martinodegaardsmut #martinodegaardfluff #martinodegaardxreader #martinodegaardfanfic #martinodegaardxyou #footballer x you #footballer smut #footballer fluff

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s0fthunny · 2 years

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girly girl must haves 🎀🧁

• skincare routine or staple products you’re always gonna use, so the perfect face wash, moisturizer, toner, serums, and sunscreen!

• signature perfume, matching lotion, and body spray! the perfume is the most important part as it’s the strongest product, but it’s also very good to find products that layer super well with it!

• Everyday Purse, something to carry all of your girly essentials like your lipgloss, mini perfume, wallet, keys, and top it off with super cute keychains

• The perfect makeup routine!foundation, blush, lashes, and concealer for your face, products that you’ll literally never turn away from even when you buy others!!

• Shower routine, separate rags when you shower, always use clean and fresh towels, a body bar, body scrub for silky skin, and yummy smelly body wash!!

• Body glitters, I LOVEE the bath and body works ones, also the fenty beauty ones, they smell so good and make my skin super pretty!

#my post #my upload #girly #tips

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sugardolle · 16 days

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things i found that work for me , beauty wise ! ❤︎‬

⋆ i’m not a silk press girly, however i do wear wigs. and it gives me the freedom to style it however i want, and whatever color i want. i find myself getting 13x6 or 13x8 always. i look so attractive with curls and a brown type of hair. and it gets me the most compliments!

⋆ focusing my blush on the center of my cheeks and then bringing it out. at first, i found myself putting an equal amount on the centers and sides of my cheeks. i would say i have a round face, so i found that focusing it more on the center of my cheeks, under the eye area, is adorable for my face shape.

⋆ i also use a light pink liquid blush and then go over it with a darker pink powdered blush after i set! so then i won’t have to put a large amount of powdered blush on the sides of my cheeks.

for liquid blush, i use ‘juvia’s place’ shade blush lily. and for powdered blush, i use ‘nars’ shade orgasm x.

⋆ i use concealer instead of foundation. specifically ‘too faced born this way’ in shade maple. if not a concealer then the fenty’s skin tint. foundation makes me feel cakey, however, i haven’t branched out to try more foundations so that’s probably why.

⋆ the less the contour the better, especially on my nose. i find my nose more attractive when doing my makeup using light contour. my nose bridge isn’t tall, so when i blend it, it looks a bit muddy. when rushing i found that using no or very little contour makes it way better.

⋆ instead, i use my huda beauty powder and sharply line my nose with the powder when setting my under eye. then dusting it away with a big fluffy brush. that way it can still have some type of dimension and a cute uncakey look.

⋆ i think i look more attractive with brown eyebrows v. black, and thinner v. thicker. i use a cocoa shade of lip liner for my brows to give me that perfect shade that’s not a black-brown or too light of a brown. then i use a black pomade on the ends of my brows for a nice blended look.

⋆ when it comes to lashes i like a not-too-long but full look. i love a cute fluttery look, and then i apply mascara to my bottom lashes. with bottom lashes i find it to be more “hypnotizing”.

xo , sugardolle ❤︎‬

#sugardolle. ❤︎‬#miss angel’s diary #girlblogger #it girl diary #dream girl #self care #dream life #hyperfeminine #y2k #gyaru #it girl diaries #beauty tips #makeup

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dabisbratz · 6 months

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omg helppp,..... i bet u look so awesome w makeup !! if u dont mind do u have any makeup recommendations . . . ? i always buy shitty looking makeup lmao ..

- 💤

eee could talk bout it f’hours!! i usually jus use beauty supply makeup !! but v’always wanted t’try fenty, there’s sososo many shades n it looks soso smooth!! m’a big fan of elf camo concealer n maybelline fit me foundation.. not s’much the powder.. id recommend (specially fyoure black) loose banana powder from revolution !! too faced has super good mascara! s’like twenty dollars but!! works soso good! s’called ‘ better than sex ’ n ycan get it on amazon. . . id recommend oil-infused lip gloss f’youre into that.. feels lighter on your lips n lasts longer!! plus s’hydratin instead of sticky !! any makeup s’good!! f’its comin out weird ymight be mixin silicone products with water products!! n skincare’s supersuper important for a smooth base !!

#toybox—💤

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tortoisebore · 9 months

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what do u think sirius’ favourite makeup products would be?

ooooooooo🤩💕🫶💖✨💞💫💓 ((this is just going to be 100% me projecting you’ve been warned))

first off i think he’d do very little in everyday life but go all out for nights out and parties and holidays. he’s a blueprint cool winter so he doesn’t do much bronzing bc it always just looks orange on his skin, every once in a while he’ll do a cool-toned contour but he really doesn’t even need it, those cheekbones speak for themselves.

but like bottom line is cool-toned skin like his just begs for silver jewelry and shimmery pearl highlight and pink blush and plum lipstick.

he’s always starting with two layers of sunscreen bc that skin is paper pale & he’s not trying to get sun damage. but for a more casual moment he’s just doing a bit of concealer under the eyes so he doesn’t look like a walking corpse, maybe a bit of blush on his cheeks & nose if he’s particularly pale that day. just a very subtle brush of highlight at the high points of his cheeks & the tip of his nose, the inner corners of his eyes if he’s feeling fancy. just enough to make him look more awake and give his skin a good glow. throw on some tinted lip balm and he’s good to go, perfect gorgeous stunning. maybe he’s born with it maybe it’s maybelline ((it’s elf & rare beauty))

but on nights out he’s doing a little more. first up is the elf liquid eyeshadow in the shade disco queen, it’s especially shimmery if you do two or three layers and goes a little blue under the right light. he’s doing that as highlight at the very tops of his cheeks too, like that skin is glowing even when the room is dark. he’s doing his regular rare beauty liquid blush in the shade encourage, but a little more than normal, a bit of the fenty contour stick in soft amber to make it all the more dramatic. but the real kicker is the smudgy black liner, he’s laying it on thick and smudging it out and up with a brush, then brushing the excess onto the lower lash line. real haphazard real messy. it makes his eyes look fucking insane in combo w the cool-toned glitter, like it’s almost creepy, they look like contacts. then to top it off he’s doing some cheap non-waterproof mascara bc his lashes are already thick & black and he doesn’t really need it ((but it smudges easy & runs so pretty when he cries &……,u just never know what’s going to happen in the bathroom of a dingy club……when remus is across the room watching him dance in a crop top & fishnets.,……so like…..best be prepared & throw the cheap mascara on just in case……rly it’s just being responsible….& he’s sooooo responsible………,))

throw on either a soft pink or mauve lipstick and a little gloss over it and it’s go-time babyyyyyy

#cool toned girlies let me see those hands #let me give u a psa #if ur not doing disco queen elf liquid eyeshadow ur doing urself a disservice #it’s made for the cool toned girlies MADE for us i say #do that & some smudgy black liner #mauve blush & a soft lip #ur instantly hot as fuck babe trust me pls listen to me #*i say as i get ready to go to the club tn with disco queen liquid eyeshadow & smudgy black liner & cheap mascara*#u ask tortoise answers #anon #tortoise writes a novel ab an ask for no reason

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wifediaries · 1 year

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hi Mimi 💕💕 I follow u on twitter & I just wanted to say that as a younger girl (who wants to tap more into her feminine side) ur such an inspiration to me!! ur so angelic & gorgeous, & I adore ur style so much ♡ my question is (if u don’t mind me asking hehe) is: what r some of the daily makeup products that u use or would recommend to somebody else?? :)

Hi love!

This is so so kind, thank you so much! I am so glad you find some kind of inspiration from my style, as I really do enjoy putting outfits together. Ask as many questions as you'd like!

It's like you read my mind! I have been planning to upload a makeup tutorial and this seems like the perfect chance! So, without further adieu...

Mimi makeup tutorial:

Before applying my makeup, its important that I prep my skin. I rub Glossier Milky Jelly into my skin and wash it off before patting my skin dry. I love how this smells and always makes me feel so clean and fresh.

Once my skin is dry, a skincare item I cannot live without is Glossier Solution as with someone with very dewy skin I feel it helps tighten and smooth everything out so that product can be placed on top of it whilst removing some oiliness.

To moisturize, Charlotte Tilbury Magic Cream always leaves me glowing. However, recently in these winter months I have been reaching for a small pot of E45, as it is super thick and I find it super hydrating. Once I have moisturized, I apply a high SPF on my face and neck.

I don't tend to use primer, as I feel they often cause conflict with my other products. If I am doing a full face, I will use Charlotte Tilbury Flawless Filter in 4 Medium all over my face and pat it down with a velvet powder puff or damp beauty blender.

Once that is blended in, I will use a small amount of Elf Cosmetics Hydrating CAMO concealer in Light Ivory beneath my eye closer to the inner corner, from the end of my eye to the tail of my brow, beside my nose, along the tops of my eyebrows and the center of my forehead. I will let this sit for a minute, and then press it in using a pink velvet powder puff.

Because the Flawless Filter leaves my faces way too dewy for my liking, I will generously powder beneath my eyes, beside my nose, the middle of my forehead and my chin with Glossier Wowder. If I'm going a little more glam, I will press Laura Mercier loose powder in shade Rose beneath my eyes to add a brighter, pinkier tone.

If I'm bronzing, I will either use Charlotte Tilbury Hollywood contour wand in fair medium before I powder (But I often refrain from this as it takes a lot of blending and can come across muddy in my opinion) Or I use Hoola Bronzer on my outer cheeks and temples. I also like to swipe this across the nose tip to accentuate a button shape.

Blush is by far one of my favourite steps to my routine, and depending on my mood there are many I could reach for. If I want a bright pink with a bluey/purple undertone by favourite has to be Fenty Beauty Cheeks Out Freestyle cream blush in Bikini Martini. If I want a warmer, glowy, more bronzed look then I will choose the Charlotte Tilbury beauty light wand in Pinkgasm. However, my favourite powder blush at the minute which as been my cold-girl, winter essential must be the Kylie Jenner pressed blush powder in Winter Kissed. It's an excellent dupe for the Dior backstage blush!

For highlight, I add some glow back into my face by tapping the Charlotte Tilbury light wand in Pillow Talk along my upper cheeks, and down my nose, before dipping into a white shimmer shade from any eyeshadow palette and adding this to my inner corners, the tip of my nose, my brow bone and sometimes even my cupids bow.

If you use a setting spray, go ahead and use it now.

For eyebrows, I simply fill in any sparse areas ensuring they are as even as possible and straight. Sometimes, I brush a clear brow gel through them if they are acting especially unruly that day!

For eyes, I begin by tightlining my top lashline with brown eyeliner, or a brow pencil. I feel using a dark brown eyebrow pencil has a better hold through the day. I feel this gives the illusion of a thicker, fuller lash line. I do not use any special product for this, so feel free to use what you've got! I then curl my lashes, and if I can be bothered I will heat the curler with my hair dryer for a few seconds. If you do this, let it cool for another few seconds as you don't want to burn your eyelid. Another hack I have picked up, especially if I am coming to the end of a mascara-- is to keep the mascara tube either in your bra or between your thighs to warm up the product inside as you do your previous makeup steps. When I do this, I find the product is less stiff and just makes the lashes come out less clumpy. For this, I use Glossier Lash Slick, as I prefer length over thickness. The product adds little fibres which goes a long way for a long fluttery lash.

More times than not, I opt for a strip lash. If I'm going for a doll-like spiky lash look, I use the Amazon Manga lashes. For a more casual look, I will wear these half lashes. But my favourites recently have been Ardell Wispies.

If I really wanna go all out, I'll add a tiny bit of liquid eyeliner in my inner corner, and or draw a half crease just to add something special. To finish of I dust a light shimmer from any eyeshadow pallette over the lid.

Finally, I move onto lips. Lipliner is essential, and it doesn't need to be expensive to be good. I use a browny pink, ever so slightly rounding my cupids bow just a little more whilst remaining its shape. If I want a fancier glossy-satin finish lip, I'll use this Mac lipstick in shade Angel. Very few times I have left it at that, but 99 percent of the time I will be wearing a gloss. I've been loving the TooFaced Lip Injection Power Plumping gloss in Pretty Pony. It's super plumping and glittery, however I do find it to be quite sticky. My go to gloss, for a super juicy and wet finish would be the Kiko Milano gloss in Tutu Rose. However, if I'm doing something super casual or not wearing makeup but still want hydrated and juicy lips, I will always have on the Lush Snow Fairy lip jelly. It keeps my lips super soft, plump, and tastes really great!

So, after any finishing touches that's about it. If you'd like to know some of my common hair styles with attached tutorials let me know! If you try out any of the products linked or even followed my tutorial let me know what you think!

Mimi 💗

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SUMMARY — ruben watches his girl get ready for a night out.

— inspired by this tweet, “watching your girl get ready for an event so damn fire”

She sat at her vanity with her makeup scattered all around while she applied concealer on her face. The robe she had on was falling off her shoulders—the black lace bra underneath peaking through. She was getting ready for a friend’s birthday dinner, then maybe possibly hitting the lounge after—depending on how she felt of course.

“Love, have you seen my wallet? I could’ve sworn I placed it on the dresser.” Ruben walks in into the room looking around and in things.

She watched Ruben through the mirror, “No I don’t think so, check in the pants you wore earlier.”

“Yeah..” He trailed off, he looks over at her from across the room. “Going out tonight?”

She turns around and pauses her blending process, “Yeah remember the birthday dinner I told you about, it’s tonight.” She resumed doing her blending and went on to finishing her makeup so she could get dressed.

From the view in the mirror she sees him making his way to her. He stands over her watching as she did her thing. He was always amused when she did her makeup, he found it cute when she had that focused look—her tongue would stick out over her top lip.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She giggles, lining her lips with her favorite brown liner, topping it with the Fenty Sweet Mouth gloss.

“I love watching you do your thing, that’s all.” He grins, stepping back as she stands up out the chair.

She grips her robe to keep it from falling open, but a sly Ruben moves her hand away, her robes falls open showing the black lace set she had on.

“So fucking beautiful.” He mutters, dropping his head into her neck making her shudder as his warm breath hits her neck, he sweetly kisses her neck and nibbles on her ear.

“Baby, can I pleasee finish getting ready?” She whines, putting her hand up on Ruben’s chest barely making an attempt to push him off. “And look you have a white tee on, I don’t want to get my makeup on you.”

He looks down at his white tee and brushes his hand over it. “Doesn’t matter to me love, it can always be washed.”

“I know it can Rubes but I rather my makeup not get messed up because you can’t keep your hands to yourself.” She softly pushes past him—removing the robe and setting it on the bed.

Ruben licks his lips as he scans up and down her body—her dark brown skin moisturized and shiny from the cocoa body oil she uses. He watches as she puts on the cream knitted-distressed shorts, struggling a bit when she gets up to her thick thighs.

“You think these look good on me?” Stepping over to the large mirror, she turns her back to the mirror and looks over her shoulder running her hands over the fabric.

“I think they look great.” He responds, eyeing how great her ass looks in the shorts.

She looks at him through the mirror, “The shorts or my ass?” She takes notice of his grin and knew the answer right away, but she stayed quiet to hear his answer.

“The shorts of course, baby.” He watches as she finishes getting dressed, she takes up her heels and sits at the edge of the bed. She slips on her heels and both feet before lifting her foot up towards Ruben.

“Help please.” She sweetly says.

Ruben stands up from the chair and sits down on the floor, placing her heeled foot on his thigh. He takes the laces of the heels and attempts to wraps them the way he’s seen her done it before. “Not too tight please.” She instructs.

“I’ve got this, thank you.” He continues to wrap the lace around her ankle.

“Well excuse me.” She mumbles, looking down at him as he ties a knot. Holding up the foot he finished wrapping she twirls her foot to make sure he wrapped it good enough.

Light taps on her calf lets her know he was done. He stands putting his hands on his hip, “C’mon stand for me.” He steps back as she stands from the bed. The heels made her close in height with Ruben, but still he was taller.

She did a small twirl for him, her heels clattering against the floor. She moves her curled bangs out her face to look up at him. “Absolutely gorgeous.”

“Thank you baby.” She pecks his lips lightly to not get her gloss on him, even though he’s told her many times he doesn’t mind and really likes it. He catches her off guard when he goes in for a full kiss. “Ruben!”

He smirks mischievously, as she looks up at him trying to hide her smile. “You are so irritating.” She slaps his arms and grabs her gloss from the vanity table and reapplies it to her lips.

Ruben takes a seat at the edge of the bed, grabbing his phone from his pocket to snap pictures of his girl. He smiled as she made cute faces in the mirror. From the mirror she catches him and sticks her tongue out.

“I hope those pictures look good.” She says grabbing her purse. Standing over him she takes a glance at his phone as he swipes through the pictures he took.

“Okay it’s time for me leave, I don’t wanna be late.” She puts her hand on his cheek.

“One more kiss before you go?” His hand rests on the back of her thighs.

“Unh-uh baby, I got enough of my gloss on you.” She rubs away the little bit of gloss he had on his lips.

“Mhm c’mon sweets, don’t do that to me.”

She shakes her head at him begging, it was cute. “Just one.” Leaning in she lightly pecks his lips.

His hand on her thigh slides up to her ass squeezing it lightly, “Alrighty let me walk you out.”

She grabs hold of his hand as he leads her down the steps and out the front door. He opens the car door and she slides into the driver’s seat. “Text me when you’ve made it and call if anything, alright?”

“Yes Rube.” She sets her purse in the seat next to her after making sure she had everything she needed. “I have to go okay, love you.”

“Love you too.”

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