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rosedom · 2 months

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LOL ROSEY, ROSEY — IMAGINE GOOD BOYS WEARING LIPSTICK AND SMUDGING IT ON YO SCHLONG WHILE THEY SUCK YOU OFF??? GOD 😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩😩

(I'm so sorry...... It's not a request I'm just sharing with you my thoughts;)))))))

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OH MY GOD 🪷 !! yes yes yes pls (⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠) never ever apologize for making my cock this hard.

like holyyyyy hell. just ,, imagine putting the lipstick on him yourself, too; having your good boy sit on the countertop all nice n' pretty, eyes closed and his eyelashes fluttering on top of his cheeks . . . having to reapply the lipstick several times before he even drops to his knees 'cos you're so quick to pepper him in kisses, smear that titillating pigment at the corners of his mouth, make him softly gasp into you.

and, god—one moment just to imagine the color they'd be wearing. cyno, for one: alluring purple, deep and stark and oh-so tantalizing against his dark skin. then maybe kaveh: a pretty ruby red. it'd be simple, but it would be perfect, accentuating his already red and kiss-bitten lips. baizhu—now, i almost want to say emerald, but imagine him with a simple yet sleek nude, a rose-tinted taupe.

there's ayato, who is either nude like baizhu or a mulberry shade. he's refined, but sharp. kaeya, too, but he'd pucker his lips for you to sweetly apply a shade of burnt orange to him. and i can't forget my babe, aether: rich cherry, a pretty contrast against his honey skin that serves to make him look all the more alluring.

there are just so many colors to imagine painted on their lips !! they'd truly be so pretty, your perfect, good boy <3

and as for the blowjob itself—jesus. finally letting your good boy hop from the counter—as he's assuredly already hard in his own knickers, jumping with doe-legs after just a lil' bit (a lot) of kissing—, except he sinks to his knees and looks up at you with those damning eyes. he's such a puppydog, pawing at your cock through your pants as he pleas, so soft n' sweet, "can I suck you off?" except then he'd lean forward and start kissing at the bulge of your cock, leaving smears of pigment across the inseam.

christ. then getting your cock out, unrestrained but straining with blood, with your arousal, and watching awestruck as he leaves sloppy kisses to the head of it. one particular kiss'll make you weak, and i'm already weak thinking about threading your hands into his hair, softly guiding him to finally swallow your cock.

the way the pigment of his lipstick will wear off against you as he blows you, a ring of color that seems to move more and more down your cock as he takes more of you with each bob of his head. he wouldn't leave your cockhead forgotten either, though; he'd stop and kiss and lick at the head of it.

imagining how your good boy would moan and whine around you, smears of color making their way to the edges of his mouth similar to your now-decorated cock. cumming down his throat, watching it bob, wishing you yourself had put on lipstick so you could pepper his skin in it . . .

nghh a good boy with lipstick is all i need ლ⁠(⁠´⁠ ⁠❥⁠ ⁠`⁠ლ⁠)

#ㅤ✦【 ASKS 】#【 🪷 】#genshin smut #sub genshin #these types of things in my inbox are so fun ;;#but they're so ironic to me 'cos i can't actually “imagine” . . .#i have aphantasia 😕😕 err !#genshin thirsts #genshin x reader #dom reader #top reader #amab reader #lipstick on pretty boys . . . !!

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robot-carl · 1 month

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It’s my birthday tomorrow so I had to draw my boys 😏.

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melissasdreams · 10 months

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Lipstick is the most powerful weapon in a TGirl’s arsenal! It has the power to change the mood and appearance of a girl when she’s wearing it - And it has the effect of getting the attention of others.

Personally, I always choose a dark shade of red when getting ready for a date. It draws attention to my mouth and sends the message that i am bold and confident. I also ❤️ the pretty line it leaves around a wine glass (or if he’s lucky, the base of my man’s COCK!) #live your truth #just be happy #melissasdreams

Love, Melissa xox ❤️💖⭐️👗🌸

#cute tgirl #mtf girl #mtf trans #boys will be girls #girls who like guys #i love men #i love kissing men #searching for love #searching for a man #I love lipstick #traditional femininity #i want to be pretty #prettygirlissuesss #just girly thoughts #pretty melissa #melissasdreams #melissa johnson

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failuretofire · 2 years

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so i was requested to draw johnny storm in one of those dramatic robes and i couldnt help but draw peter parker to match

#johnny storm #peter parker #spideytorch #johnny wearing lipstick and peter covered in kiss stains lives in my mind rent free forever #also peter bought those earrings for johnny #because i said so #adding the spidey symbol outlined in lipstick was too good of an opportunity to miss #so i added that too #theyre just gorgeous losers what can i say #johnny storm the original pretty boy

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kpop-bbg · 5 days

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#lee wonjun #e'last #kpop idols #pink sweater #round glasses #lipgloss #red lipstick #pretty boy #babygirl #guys in makeup #makeup #wonjun #elast #lip gloss #sweater #kpop boys

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taylor-ashely · 8 months

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Today felt like autumn and made me feel like me 🍂🍁🎃😍

#ootd #spooky szn #the cure #boys don’t cry #black lipstick #septum #feeling like me #felt pretty

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dry-flowers-and-silent-yearning · 1 year

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* leaning on a wall *

Any of you goth transmascs looking for a punk-academia boyfriend?

* trips and almost fucking dies *

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his-essex-bitchh-doe · 9 months

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Selfieeee

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spongebob-connoisseur · 2 years

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Doodles of human Slappy Laszlo and 1 Slippy for good health

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club-cheongyang · 3 months

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#ha sungwoon #kpop idols #smudged makeup #lipstick #dyed red hair #vinyl pants #guys in makeup #lover boy #born 1994 #two tone hair #shiny pants #brown eyes #pretty eyes

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monarch-ambrosia · 4 months

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please can i gain the power to still look masc with long hair it’s all i want for christmas

#i wanna be a pretty boy soft butch with long metal guy hair #give me that peter steele energy #black lipstick silver chains doc martens a leather jacket and men’s jeans #with long hair #peak character design #gimme #the yellings

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redrobin-detective · 2 years

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lipstick on your cape

“Robbie?” Tabitha looked up from the phone she wasn’t supposed to have on patrol at Nightwing. Hopefully Peg wouldn’t tattle on her to Bruce. “You got a little something on your cape. I think it’s that dark red lipstick they can probably see from the Watchtower.”

Beth examined her cape and, sure enough, there were some mysterious red smudges on the inner yellow lining, just past the right shoulder. She scrubbed at it with her gloves, how’d that even get there? Alfred would have a fit if this stained. Peg grunted as she sat down next to Tab on the edge of the building.

“So, do you wanna talk about it?” Peg asked, deceptively casual.

“About what?” Beth questioned.

“About why you’ve been sporting colored lips the last week,” Peg said softly. “I mean it’s pretty and all but its very,“ she paused. “It’s grownup. Are you trying to impress someone? I know things with you and Arianna are over but maybe someone on your team?”

“No, it’s not like that!” Beth blushed. “I don’t know, I thought it looked nice?”

“You’re 15 baby girl,” Peg said with a little frown. “You don’t need to look nice, you just need to be yourself. Especially as Robin.”

“I am being myself. I don’t have a reason, okay! I just thought it would be fun. I don’t know, I like girly stuff I guess. Its a safety risk to wear fun earrings or necklaces on patrol so, I don’t know, the other day I put on some lipstick and thought it looked cute so I kept doing it.”

Her mother had been a tomboy, more at home in the dirt than society but Tabitha had always been impressed at how she could transform. The nights they were home, when they had to play the part of the Drakes, were special. Mom would do her hair, nails and make-up just so and become someone else. She went from Tab’s flighty, distracted but stubborn mom to a princess. Her smiles were calculated, her posture perfect and she could glide across a ballroom in six inch heels and a sleek dress like she was born for it. And she had been but she’d rejected it for her dad and archeology but mostly archeology.

Tabitha loved computers and skateboards and comics and cars but she’d spent so many hours learning to style her hair in different ways, to paint her nails like a pro and to layer her lipstick like she was ready for murder. It was a side she hadn’t indulged in much lately. Being Robin was it’s own sort of freedom but it had its restrictions as well.

“I didn’t know you were into that sort of thing,” Peg said thoughtfully, leaning back to look up at the moon. “I guess Jan and I set a bit of a precedent huh?” Robins were crime fighters. They laughed at criminals and fought against the worst of the worst. They were efficient, practical and inspiring. They didn’t wear lipstick. Beth brought a glove to cover her mouth.

“Sorry, I guess it’s not really appropriate, is it? I think I have some make up remover wipes in my belt.” Peg grabbed a hold of her wrist.

“No, no, keep it on,” Peg insisted. “It does look nice, you did a good job and it really compliments the red of your suit.” She shifted so they were holding hands. “My mom used to do me up in makeup before shows, so the audience could see our faces. I can still feel her fingertips running over my cheeks.” She said with a soft voice, eyes closed in memory. “Moving in with B, I couldn’t do makeup that extravagant. I had to make a good impression and then, as I got older, I didn’t want anyone to get the wrong impression from lipstick and eye shadow.”

“It’s such a burden to be beautiful,” Tabitha said with an eye roll even though it kind of was. She saw the way people ogled Peg at events. Tab had tripped one particularly creepy guy right into the punch bowl. Bruce had given her a thumbs up across the hall.

“You’re not Jan, no one expects you to be,” Peg said softly. “We just want you to be yourself. That’s the beauty of being Robin, you get to be whoever you want to be.”

“And what about B?” Beth questioned.

“You introduced yourself by breaking B’s rules,” Peg said with a grin, breaking the hand hold to ruffle Tab’s hair. She angrily straightened her clip and re-fluffed her bangs. Just because Nightwing just had a simple ponytail doesn’t mean some vigilantes didn’t care about merging style and function. “I think you’ll be fine.”

“Hmm, okay,” Beth said, scooting over to lean on Peggy’s shoulder. She loved her mom, missed her a lot but having a big sister was pretty great too. “You could add a little color to your lips too if you want.”

“I think I’ll pass. I’ve seen the colors you wear, baby bird,” Peg chuckled.

“Well how about your hair?” Tab asked, sitting up. “I could teach you how to do a simple french braid, or more fancy if you’d like. Still be functional but adds a little bit of style.”

“Tomorrow, my place, my hands always cramp after too long using the grapples. I’ll order some of that disgusting pizza you like,” Peg grinned. Tabitha grinned, her lips a dark ruby red under the Gotham moonlight.

Robin didn’t do her make up every night. Some nights she was running late, finishing clipping on her cape as she ran to the Batmobile. Other times she was too tired, too pained, just not in the mood for such frivolities. But other nights, she sculpted her eyebrows with an eyebrow pencil. She rubbed primer, foundation, blush, sealant on her face that could hold up against wind, rain and rogues. She poured over her ever growing collection of lipsticks and lipstains and picked a color that spoke to her.

Red was for when she was feeling daring, bold, she had many different variations of the color but deliberately shied away from Joker red. When Spoiler took to the streets she acquired all sorts of different purples to complement the laughing boy’s costume. Pink was for when she felt soft but strong, when she was making a statement to the worst of Gotham that it couldn’t change her. Black was only to be used on the nights she knew would be bad. Bart got her a glittery gold one that she loved but used sparingly because it caught the light easily. Peg had laughed when when Tab shown up once with Nightwing blue lips, her braided hair dancing in the breeze.

She was Robin, she was a hero, a role model, a symbol. But she was also a girl, a girl who loved dresses that flared out when she spun and lots of shiny, sparkly dangles and doodads and she loved the taste of matte lipstick as she jumped into the fight. Sometimes people were just a pile of different things all mushed together. And the rest of the world was going to just have to get over it.