Kankuro No Makeup Novels & Stories

she yells out, another chuckle coming out of me at the annoyance in her voice. “Well I would like to take my date to the banquet.” Caden’s voice argues back, the words slightly muffled by the door. A blush creeps along my face as Karina sighs again, telling me to put the mascara on so she doesn’t poke my eyes accidentally. I smile, opening my eyes and taking the mascara wand from her outstretched hand before looking in the mirror. I am shocked by the neutral tones of brown, beige, cream and gold she has paired as my makeup, my sapphire eyes popping with the muted colours. I accepts the lash curler from Karina, quickly finishing the look with mascara and take a final look at myself.

After telling each other the color of nail polish they picked, Kei performed a {2nd tier-Light Spell: Mirror Copy}, which allowed her to make copies of herself and got to work. After getting their nails done, the ladies decided to head elsewhere. "Ojou-sama's nails fit her perfectly~!" gushed Kuroka. Maria stared at her strawberry pink coated nails with her middle finger painted yellow with a cute pink flower design that had a tiny pink diamond in the middle.

"Zara. Oh, that name sounds like it costs a lot of money.” They walked into the room. They had a lot of confidence and looked really glamorous. They started taking out all the makeup equipment- brushes, palettes, lip glosses, highlighter and a lot more. “Sit,” Ken commanded gently. “Trust us.” I did that. The makeup session felt like it was going on forever. The makeup brushes moved over my face like they were blending, sculpting, and highlighting my skin. Andy was humming to himself while he worked on my hair. He was pulling, curling and smoothing it out.

’ ‘Give me half an hour to change. When he had gone, she took a quick shower, then carried out Kan’s meditation technique while making up her face. Dreamily she studied her reflection in the dressing-table mirror as she applied brownish-black mascara to her curling lashes. Not too much make-up; pencil-thin grey eyeliner where the socket deepened, a touch of white powder on the lids, a smear of bronze at the outer corners blended with the tip of her little finger. This served to make her eyes larger, brighter, greener. Carefully she brushed over her lips with rose blusher. She had no intention of going out looking tarty, just in case Lord Burnet had returned from his wanderings.

To the floor beside her booth. A paint bucket. White. Out of place. His brows pulled together instantly. "Why do you have that?" he asked. Mona glanced down, then back up at him with a small grin. "To paint." Kane's expression didn't change. "I know, princess," he said, his tone flat. "Paint what?" She hesitated for a second. Then smiled. "Oh... yeah. I'm moving." The words landed lightly from her mouth. Not lightly in him. Kane stilled.

I heard the voice of one of the maids. My heart sped up at the thought of him waiting for me. "Are we done?" I asked, unable to keep the excitement out of my voice. "Don't fall in love with yourself." Zoran said before spinning the chair slowly and asked me to open my eyes. I slowly blinked my eyes, trying not to fall in love with myself. My face glowed. Very natural and subtle makeup was done, soft glitter eyeshadow and flushed rosy cheeks, lips coated in pink, with a twisted low French bun. "Aren't you the most beautiful muse?"

Sera sat on her bathroom sink and began to apply her makeup. Her long platinum hair was already curled and hung by her waist. She took the time to use just a little more brown eye shadow around her gray eyes. She didn't own much makeup, just a tiny four-color pallet, peachy blush, mascara, and neutral pink lipstick. She never really needed such things; even then, her cosmetics only cost her five dollars.

“The makeup suits you perfectly, it’s so simple, but you look absolutely stunning!” Kathalina glanced at her reflection in the mirror as they finished the final touches. The makeup was light and elegant, soft yet refined nothing heavy or dramatic, just enough to highlight her natural features in a graceful, understated way. It gave her an almost artist-like aura, delicate and effortlessly polished. Her eyes then drifted down to the gown laid out carefully beside her. A breathtaking deep plum purple dress.

Aurora rolled her eyes and walked out of the bathroom. "Wow! You look stunning girl. If I weren't gay, I'm sure you'll be my girlfriend." "Oh! Shut the fuck up." He only laughed. "Now, let's apply a little makeup on you." "No. I don't do makeup." "I know but you are doing one today." "Seriously?" "Seriously. Now sit and close your eyes." "How good are you with makeup?" "Perfectly good." "Okay. Cause I don't want to end up looking like a clown."

Mariko asked worriedly. “Y-yes.” Stuttering, she answered back. “Sorry. I was just intimidated by you, Madam.” The makeup artist apologized. “Oh. Don’t be. I don’t bite. Don’t worry.” Mariko joked and smiled at the makeup artist. “Madam, will you close your eyes? I need to put eye shadows.” The makeup artist asked which made Mariko follow her. She closed her eyes and waited for the makeup artist to do her work. The makeup artist took the opportunity to put drugs on Mariko’s juice while her other hand was busy putting makeup on her eyes. After putting her an eyeshadow, she instructed Mariko to open her eyes.