Baddie Lips Transparent Background Novels & Stories

It was Shade's and I noticed that her lips were coated in green lipstick, just like her eyes and her name, shades of green. "My Shade." She croaked out before she pressed the phone to her chest and I shook my head. I repeat this girl is going mad. She removed the phone from her chest and slide it to the next picture. "This Tolani's lips can't be natural. It's too beautiful and perfect." Sophia scoffed, her lips twisting up as if in disgust. "Well, that's the only good thing about her." My mouth dropped open. "Haba na. Sophia. How can you say that about someone's child? O wrong now."

There goes my lip gloss. ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺ ✺

I should've used the smudge-proof ones. I looked back at Adrian and smothered a laugh when I saw the state of his lips. I didn't know how I failed to notice this earlier. His lips were swollen as mine but the bits of lipstick he had all over his lips, corners of his mouth and cheeks made him looked like an abused clown.

Sitting next to Mable, Blair gleefully watched the woman apply blush to her cheeks. He lifted the lipstick from the vanity set and deftly unscrewed the cap. “I’ll apply the lipstick for you, Mabes.” Mable was amused. “Do you know how to apply lipstick, darling?” “I know from observing you put on lipstick every day.” Mable put down the brush and turned to Blair. “Alright.” She opened her lips, waiting for him to do the job. Blair picked Mable’s favorite lipstick, a graceful pinkish red that complemented her skin tone perfectly, deviating from the conventional red hue.

I take an instinctive step back. “Who painted his lips?” Lady Brook’s voice comes from beside me, thin and sharp. Her hand clutches her throat as if she’s afraid the color might stain her own skin. Her hair, usually pinned with precision, is looser today—stray strands slipping from her braid like an afterthought. The dark circles beneath her eyes are faint but present, and she winces slightly at sudden noises, her jaw tight with restraint. Mala answers, far too calm for my liking. “He did. With blue paint. Smeared it himself.”

Her lips had been painted in it. Blood red.

Or being swallowed up by the earth seems so much better. "Lipbalm is good for moisturizing lips. What's more for you to smoke. Look at your lips that aren't normal dark! Ew! Girls don't like it either." This time Jayden's opinion was approved by the girls in his class. "Hey! Don't open our card, please!" "That's why you must use JF Sweet Lip Balm. Anti black lips. Guaranteed the color doesn't fade." "Really?" "Want to try? Here I kiss you!"

She bit her lip hard, her split lip still covered with coagulated red liquids. She did not know what she was doing, nor did she know the reason why, but despite the metallic taste in her mouth, or the fact that she was scared of him, she pushed herself free from the wall, standing an inch away from him, her palm relaxed on his chest. She used her fingers to trace the path of the swollen carve on his chest—her name. ****

I start to let go of Alex and he just look at me, waiting for my next action. If your lips are moving, if your lips are moving If your lips are moving, then you're lyin', lyin', lyin', baby If your lips are moving, if your lips are moving If your lips are moving, then you're lyin', lyin', lyin', baby

Touching my forehead, it swirled down resting on my lips. Gently pressing the lips he utters, Now I realised what was missing. Getting further closer to my lips. With his lips just above mine, his breath splitting my face. He utters. A lip shade. Red will suit you or pink, he dwindled from one to another, holding both of them in either hand in utter confusion. "Red" he finally decided. Putting the lipstick on my lips, he was surely not good at applying it. It was messing all around my lips corners.