Novel & Cerita Deku Blush

“The point is I can’t walk around naked…” “Who cares about your nudity?”, she asked appalled. “Well if that red tint on your cheeks is any indication, I’d say you, you’re blushing and you do care” “What?, What? What is even your problem?”, She questioned in a high-pitched voice. “More blush”, he pointed to her cheeks. “That is anger blush not wanting to see you nude blush or whatever…” “Wanting?”, he questioned, “That’s new, you know love, all you need do is ask simply and I’ll be willing to indulge…”, he said smugly.

Her cheeks flushed pink immediately. "I cannot believe you still make me blush this hard," she muttered, looking away. "Leave me alone, August." "Can't help it," I replied, acting playfully pompous. "I'm just naturally charming. It's not my fault beautiful girls blush around me." She had her long chestnut brown hair in twin braids that hung over her shoulders. She was wearing a coffee-coloured FSU homecoming hoodie with a jean mini skirt and crocs with socks. Dressed casually, like she had just rolled out of bed and thrown on whatever was closest. And yet she was the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.

Or at least I don't think it did. "Right, I get it. It's not supposed to make you glow. It's supposed to perfect your base. I think that means skin. You have perfect skin anyway. So next we need blush, that's..." he paused searching through the pile of shower stuff. "This stuff." He grabbed a pink circular disc. "It says you apply it with a brush, so I guess that's this," he picked up a fluffy brush. "And you use it to add color to your cheeks or shape your face. I like the shape of your face." I nodded. I'd never really thought about the shape of my face. It never occurred to me you could change the shape of your face.

I listened to his fast breaths as if my live depended on it. All I need is him. Part Two "Katy I love you, but you need to calm down or you're going to look like the grudge!" I yell at her and dip the makeup brush back in the white eyeshadow. "I know, I know, but I'm so excited!" She cheers and claps her hands together. "I'm finally getting out of that hell hole." I placed the brush caked in white eyeshadow back on my vanity. Next I grabbed a more fluffy brush and swirled it in an elegant peach blush. After dusting it on Katy's prominent cheekbones I let out a deep sigh.

I couldn’t help laughing, “Do I, now?” “Yes! But I want to smell like a princess!” She said, bouncing in her seat. The stylist’s eyes sparkled, “Oh, I can’t resist that!” She reached for a small palette and motioned for Neveah to hop up onto the stool, “Alright, little dove, we’ll make you the prettiest princess in the city, just a little sparkle, nothing too grown-up.” Neveah sat as still as she could while the woman dabbed soft pink blush onto her cheeks and added a touch of shimmer to her eyelids. When she was done, Neveah turned toward me with an excited grin.

The artists worked their magic on Sofia's flawless canvas, enhancing her natural beauty. Dressed in a breathtaking peach mermaid gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, Sofia felt like a vision of elegance. The makeup artists skillfully highlighted her features, turning her blue eyes into captivating orbs of allure with a seductive winged look. Shimmering eyeshadows adorned her eyelids, casting a radiant glow that accentuated her mesmerizing gaze. A touch of peach-colored blush was delicately applied to her rosy cheeks, lending a youthful and radiant flush to her complexion. Her lips shimmered with a peach-shining lip gloss, inviting anyone who dared to steal a glance.

My lips look warm pink due to the lip gloss. I look at my friends. Kate is wearing a strapless black dress that reaches well below her knees. She also has a smokey eye, and she applied a little bit of blush and added lipgloss. She braided and tied her hair into a bun. Ava is wearing a peach-coloured off-shoulder dress. She used dark eyeshadow, which makes her naturally blue eyes pop, and applied dark, bold red lipstick. She also curled her hair. They both look amazing.

52 cm scar from the eyes of this world. Putting on a blusher and contouring her features,were like a child's play for her. "Let the shoot begin"

Tonight, less felt like more. Next, she reached for her cream blush stick, twisting it up and smiling softly as she applied it to the apples of her cheeks. The color was a muted rose, flattering and romantic. She blended it with her fingers, tapping gently until it melted into her skin. Her highlighter came next—a subtle champagne glow in a gold compact. She brushed it along the high points of her face: her cheekbones, the bridge of her nose, her cupid’s bow. The light hit it beautifully, giving her a dewy, sunkissed finish.

she's always smiling. She starts with concealer, expertly dabbing and blending until the dark circles under my eyes vanish like smoke. Then comes the foundation, light but with a dewy glow, and a soft blush that brings color back to my cheeks. She shapes my eyebrows with swift strokes, Then she tackles my eyelids with warm bronze tones, smoked just enough to draw attention to my eyes. Finally, mascara and a sweep of berry red across my lips. I barely recognize myself when I open my eyes.