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Started January 12, 2019 by @blue_topaz

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Marla’s arms tightened almost protectively around Gwen, her heart tugging painfully.
“Mm, okay. You will be kissed, a lot, three days from now. And two days. And four. And five. Etcetera.”

“I have no idea how I’m supposed to do your makeup when you make me get all shaky.” Gwen complained softly, refusing to look up from where she’d hid her face in Marla’s shoulder.

Marla bowed her head in order to nuzzle Gwen’s cheek, smiling to herself. “You’ll do fine…”

“I think I need more cuddles first.” Gwen was almost certain Marla could hear hear racing heartbeat.

Marla seized the perfect opportunity to tease her new girlfriend by giving a tiny smirk and shake of her head. “Cuddles are your reward for makeup.”

Gwen gasped, feigning offense as Marla pulled away. “Oh, I see how it is.” She rolled her eyes, grabbing the bag.

Marla presses a hand to her mouth in order to stifle an embarrassing giggle. “Hey, I don’t make the relationship rules.”

“That’s a lie.” Gwen pouted. “But you win this time.” She grabbed the bag and unzippered it. She picked up her phone and handed it to Marla. “Find something pretty I can do without failing.”

Marla chuckled and gave a nod, doing a quick google search. “Uhh what about this one?” She turned the screen towards Gwen.
(Good afternoon)

“I’ll give it a shot.” Gwen raised an eyebrow whilist looking at the picture. “But if you come out of this looking like you just got deferred from clown college, know I gave you a warning.”

(Hi! I have good news!)

(Heyo
What’s up?)

Marla tossed back her hair and laughed quietly. “It’ll be fine. And even if it’s not, you get to touch my face and wipe it off, so…”

(I’m getting a beagle puppy tonight! His name is Remus❤️ )

“Oh! I get it now. That’s why you want me to do your makeup so badly.” Gwen laughed, pressing a kiss to Marla’s cheek afterwards.

(Oh my god that’s amazing!!! Congratulations puppies are amazing!!! And so is that name)

Marla raised a finger to her lips in a teasing ‘shhh.’
“Stop it, Gwen, you’re exposing me.”

(Thanks!!! I might not be on for awhile later tonight because of him))

“You exposed me way more in truth or dare.” Gwen rolled her eyes. “Hm… my foundation is too dark for you.”

(Alright, have fun!!)

Marla snorted in response to both statements. "Well, yeah, I'm pretty much as white as they get."

((Puppies are adorable but exhausting!))

“It’s fine, I want to try eye shadow on you anyways.” Gwen smirked.

(I feel you there
how old?)

Marla felt herself unravel, just a little, at the sight of that smirk. "My fate is in your hands… Literally."

(12 weeks old and filled with energy)

“All you have to do is sit still and look pretty.” Gwen dug our her kit of eyeshadow and got to work.

(awwwww
A tip: he's going to need to pee all the time
All the time)

"The first I can do." Marla tried to keep as still and unmoving as possible. "The second is up to you to help me accomplish."

(I figured that out the hard way!)

“Stop making my hands shake.” Gwen complained, blushing a bit. One of her hands rested on Marla’s cheek while she applied eyeliner with the other.

( 😬 )

Marla stuck her tongue out but remained dutifully silent. Her thoughts and heart beat ran wild— it was all she could do not to nuzzle Gwen’s hand.

(Good morning! I have work today so I might not be around for a bit from 11-1:45ish)

Gwen scrunched her nose up in concentration as she worked, doing her best not to mess up. She sat back as she finished with the first eye, apraising her own work. “Need a break before I start your other eye or are you okay?”

(Alright, have fun at work
How’re you?)

Marla shook her head, reaching forward to twist a lock of Gwen’s hair around her finger. “I’m good.”

(Work was good, I’m tired but doing alright. How’re you today?)

“Okay.” Gwen smiled, starting on Marla’s other eye. “I’m using blue, which seemed like a great idea at first, but it looks a bit like you have a black eye now.” She was struggling not to laugh.

(get some rest tonight, if you're tired
getting steadily better, I'm so happy this sh*tshow of a week is almost over)

"Black eyes are more purplish," she reminded gently, "And it's also the lighting. Want me to turn up the lights?"

(Only a few hours left of this week! Stay strong!)

“And lose the way your hair glows under starlight? Absolutely not.” Gwen scoffed, blushing a bit. “Hang in there, almost done.”

Marla would have ducked her head in embarrassment had Gwen not been working on her makeup. "Alright…"
(I'm doing my best: Re-reading Simon VS the Homosapien's Agenda, listening to the Love, Simon soundtrack, drawing gay shite)

(How is Love Simon? I never saw it but I wanted to)

“Aaaannnddd…” Gwen dragged out the word, adding the final touches as she did so. “It’s done, a bit terribly, but still done.”

(I'm not allowed to see it because of my homophobic Christian parents but I've watched as many illegally streamed clips as I can find)

Marla grinned in anticipation, reaching for her phone. "I can't wait to see this…"

((My closeted asexual soul feels for you. Hopefully one day we’ll both get the chance to see the full thing legally))

Gwen smiled at Marla’s excitement, feeling a bit sheepish. “Don’t get too excited. It’s not that good.”