Everybody's Got Something to Hide Except Me and My Monkey
The couple stood on the curb next to the cycle, aidan licking his fingers and trying to clean the mascara off his shirt as they pondered what to do for the rest of the day, before the planned dinner at leo's house.
The Red Star: Chapter 1
Carla turned her head away from me to wipe away her tears, it was useless however due to the unmoving black mascara that swam down her face is the constant torrent of water, changing the color of her already dark fur to a bluish black tint.
Commission: The Desire
Her black mascara was dragged with her as they left black streaks along her otherwise porcelain white features.
Pure Fury 2: Act I
Tears became the third substance dripping off her abused face, traces of her carefully-applied mascara inking the ground a metre below.
Prince of the Hill 9
"it's not eyeliner or mascara, chang." roxis said as he held the object in his fingers. "but i'm not afraid to stab you in the face with it." he said flatly. "oooh, i'm so scared."
The Beginner’s Guide to the Secretarial Dark Arts
Your lashes lengthen and curl up, bright orange surrounding your dark eyes like brilliant mascara as you look down at him expectantly. he still has work to do. he slides his wing-hands down your thighs as they bloom with plush black feathers.
Goo Intentions
Her eyes took on a grayish tone looking very much like mascara and eyeshadow, a fitting compliment to her longer, more fluttery lashes. bun's big doey eyes shone with the same green color of sheena's eyes.
The Games Begin!
Christina shouted, tears and mascara running down her eyes, "he's going to kill us! didn't you read the messages?" "for all we know _she_ could be trying to kill us." drew said. "this can't be happening." geoff said, his head buried in his hands.
Everyone Does It: Southern Hospitality
Her mascara dripped from her face like black tears. the bat could barely recognize her. the last time he saw her, she was still in high school. now she was all grown up and... grown out.
Golden Age
So tart me up kirsty" for the next quarter-hour the class observed, fascinated, as the 56-year-old dragon's face was first painted white and then accented with deep red lips, bright red cheeks and blue mascara, kirsty tying pink bows around his horns
Zen's Secret
Black mascara, eyeliner, and a metallic pink eyeshadow. "the results are in and you've chosen... oh dear..." zen frowned playfully, "strappado, with a forced bend!" zen smiled into the main camera, "you guys are terrible!
Chapter Six
With that, she sprang to her feet and washed her face and paws, making sure to re-apply her mascara. "gadget, can you give me a hand," she asked with a new vigor.