Basics of Make UpBasics of Make Up4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Basics of Make Up!
A lot of people asked to give them advice about how to do make up, so I collected the important things. But I'm not saying that eyeryone should do it in this way, I just want to give some help.
So here you go :
Some advices for choosing your make up-type:
- first, you need to make sure which colours fit your skintone! For example, if you have a bit darker skintone, brown hair and brown eyes, never use blue eyeshadow on the upper eyelids! It's very important, you don't want to look tasteless. Apply the colour and ask your friends, how does it look on you, or ask a professional.
Simple or Dramatic?
- unfortunately dramatic make up with bright colours and bold eyeliner doesn't fit everyone. Make sure you didn't overdo your everyday look.
- so which shade emphasize your eyecolour? Examine the colour wheel: the complementer colours are in front of each other, they're opposites (green-red, blue-orange, yellow-purple) they emphasize each other. You ca
Persigo-meNão se surpreenda com o que eu pensoPersigo-me4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Só se seu segredo é o silêncio
E se o seu ouvido é um perigo
Então o seu abrigo está perdido
Não me encontrara com seus encantos
Em cantos que o seu olhar se mete
Nesses olhos, eles brilham tanto
Quanto césio cento e trinta e sete
Sua face que fascina fácil
Minha sina, minha assinatura
Que da cabo a cura
Vai acabar em epitáfio
Minha casca de cascalho gasto
Os teus textos, a tua textura
Que traz a loucura
Para queimar todo meu maço
Não se espante com meus sentimentos
Segrego meus segredos na sarjeta
São brinquedos feito espoleta
Que detonam dentes e lamentos
Soa uma fala de desprezo
Preza sempre a pressa e a espera
Mas destrói tudo o que mais prezo
Como houve em porto primavera
Sua face que fascina fácil
Minha sina, minha assinatura
Que da cabo a cura
Vai acabar em epitáfio
Minha casca de cascalho gasto
Os teus textos, a tua textura
Que traz a loucura
Para queimar to
Katsu's Diary 2Katsu's Diary 24 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I don't know what daddy is making but it smells so bad! It's so awful, that it woke me up from my sleep! I followed my nose and ended up in the kitchen. The scary looking woman was sitting at the table and she was laughing at my daddy for some reason. Daddy was stirring something in a big pot and it smelled so bad! You will never believe what it is diary. It's people. Daddy was cooking people! For that woman! That woman eats people! I know its people, because I saw an arm on the counter. Daddy was cutting it up and putting it in the pot!
You know diary I don't mind dead people. Its daddy job to kill people and he trains me so it will be mine job soon. I don't want to do his job[erase marks] She eats People! I stood there staring at daddy cut up the arm. I didn't notice the girl and the loser boy standing behind me.
"Hi! You must be Katsu!"
"Huh Oh! You're that girl daddy told me about. Claira. Hi."
"Yep! I'm Claira and this little guy i
Panic AttackI don't knowPanic Attack1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
It just hurts
Kill the monsters inside of me
Don't let them grow
Please, you're my only hope
I cant help but to yell
I'm out of my damn mind
What's that smell?
Smell my skin burning, I'm in hell
Oh what to believe, what to believe
You or this self-destroying symphony
God, save me
I'm just a fucking mistake
I cant go any further
I'm drowning in a salty lake
What is it like to be sane
To be at peace, in control
to feel no pain
I try to break free but the voices pull me back
I struggle and scream
But my self-worth are their snacks
The end of the war - ShikaInoThe end of the war (ShikaIno version)The end of the war - ShikaIno4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
All of a sudden it became quiet. You heard nothing at all. Overwhelming laid the silence above the whole area and above the people, who had fought against each other here. Some had already lost their lifes, other just stand barely on their own legs, and others again were patched up or wrestled for their lifes.
No one dared to breath or to make a sound, til the knowledge overcame them that this war was finally over. They had managed it, they had won against the enemy, who seemed so strong and invincible.
The wind blew over the landscape, raised up the dust from the ground and carried it away, just how it also took the silence away.
The first persons started to stir, the joy of victory was clearly seen on their faces, even though deep down in their hearts they felt sorrow for the dead soldiers, but in the moment the feeling of joy overwighed it.
It was finally over. They all could breath again.
From now on there would be a time of peace. Those
Winter PrincessWinter Princess4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The bell rang as all the kids dashed out of the school and into the snow. They
ran, played, and laughed in the white icy fantasy land. They were kids, so it didn't
matter to them how cold they were. One little girl stood out though, Maro. The little
7-year-old girl slowly walked out of the school and immediately started towards home. All
she wore were some black mittens with a black and black sweater with black jeans and big
boots which slowed her down a lot.
She shivered and she treaded her way through the cold snow. She had to get
home soon or else her guardians would yell again. Maro was a sad little girl, her parents
died a few years ago, her guardians were cruel and strict, and she moved so much she
never had the time to make friends. She was a very quiet girl, and didn't do much. In
this white wonderland she wore all black. Even her hair was black, which really brought
out the white snow that fell on her little head.
Her cheeks were bright red as the snow stuck to her face and sl
RequiemRequiem4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Disclaimer: I do NOT own Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler and sadly never will. *cries in corner*
Rating: T / PG-13
Summary: When the someone most important to you is taken before your eyes the only thing you know to do is get them back! No matter the cost and no matter the pain.
Timeline: Actual universe
Warnings: It is actual universe and it might be slightly OOC. But I can't really do much since the story is AU.
"Sebby, what do you think of this hat?" Ciel asked as he ran into the dining room with a sailor cap placed on his head. He smiled wide as he gripped the hat firmly so it wouldn't fall, "Mommy says it looks cute!" He ran up to the tall man in a dark suit and cupped his mouth, "But ..daddy says I look silly. What do you thin
The Edge of DeathThe Edge of Death4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The red seeped into the earth, a pulsing stream flowing rapidly. I stared at it. I seemed to ask why it was leaving. Why it was leaving me. With it, it took my life, and that was the end of
The end of what?
I wasn't even sure what was happening. A heavy buzzing in my ears, along with a rolling wave of nausea, prevented me from sitting up and comprehending the situation. I coughed, a spurt of crimson staining my face. I clutched my chest, and winced, eyesight blurring with the onset of some unwelcomed tears. I hastily rubbed them away, but the effort was too much. My shoulder twisted, and I found my left arm useless. Throbbing from wounds all over, suffering from fatigue, I stared. Stared at the pool of that ugly, thick red color that was gathering next to me, soaking into my clothes. Stared at that clear sky.
It stared back at
Hetalia High SchoolChapter 1: The First Day...Hetalia High School4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Veh~! Fratello, aren't you nervous about tomorrow?" Feliciano asked his elder twin.
"No, I don't give a damn about it. It's just school, don't be such a cry-baby about it. After all, it's our last year of high school," said Romano from the kitchen whilst standing infront of a giant pot of boiling water. They may have been twins but they were polar opposites. Romano was the more angrier and aggresive twin while Feliciano was the more carefree and wimpier one. The only physical differences they had were the curls on the sides of their heads. Feliciano's was on the left and Romano's was on the right.
"Veh~! We're gonna to be the new guys! Doesn't it make you a little nervous?"
Romano sighed and stopped what he was doing in the kitchen to go over and sit by his brother. "I know you are afraid of being accepted but your personality makes easy for people to like you so, stop being fucking afraid. Okay?"
Feliciano looked at his brother, he rarely make any nice com
GermanyxItaly - Good EveningGermany x Italy Good EveningGermanyxItaly - Good Evening4 years ago in Settings More Like This
All was quiet on that sunny day in Germany. The birds chirped merrily in the high trees as the evening began to set in, and the open door welcomed a warm breeze into the household of Germany. He sighed contentedly and looked up from his book at the small Italian sat beside him on the couch. For once he was actually being moderately quiet; playing with and stroking Germany's dogs. Italy laughed jovially as they licked his face, contagiously causing Germany to laugh through his large, round nose.
"Ve~" Sighed Italy, ruffling the fur on the dog's head. The dog was relaxed, yet rigid, afraid to move in case the slightest movement caused Italy to stop fussing over him.
"It seems they've grown to like you, Italy." Said Germany, picking his beer up off the table and taking a long gulp.
"Yeah, I was afraid of them at first because they're really big; but they're not that scary once you get to know them." Germany sighed, placing his beer back onto
Infect Me With Your Love 1Infect Me With Your Love 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A N x White Story
I shot through the air and gracefully landed near the gym entrance. My feet made a thud when my combat boots made contact with the ground.
"I see you're having fun." Said the Gym helper with a smirk, "Congratulations on your win!" He smiled at me as I walked out of the gym.
I pushed the gym door open and walked out onto the runway. I admired my new gym badge once I was outside. I traced the carvings of the wing with my forefinger. It felt great to have another badge in my possession. Smiling, I held it up in the sunlight. The blue glass sparkled and reflected soft blue colors on the airport pavement. A soft clapping made me jump.
"Good job, White." said a familiar voice.
I clumsily turned around to see N leaning against the gym. His hat cast a shadow over his eyes. Ugh, what was he doing here? He always popped up at random times I can't say I hated it, he was very intriguing? NO! I knew I shouldn't be saying that! He's the King of Team Plasma. I should have n
Soneto do Nosso MomentoEscorrem negros fios a balançarSoneto do Nosso Momento5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Contornam e costuram um longo rio
Correndo correntezas pelo fio
Formando seus desenhos entre o ar
Quando usa sua voz de tom luzidio
E cores tão intensas a pintar
Suave invade por todo este lugar
Preenchendo por completo o meu vazio
Suas mãos acariciam meus cabelos
E sua voz brinca com a minha mente
Embaraçando tudo lentamente
Se gosta de segredos e quer vê-los
Procure decifrar este olhar meu
Para que você entenda que ele é seu
A Winter's Love In Murder Ch1Late December, 1795A Winter's Love In Murder Ch14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Requira, what do you think you're doing?!" Jason shouted through the forest.
"Abandoning this cursed child, what would our families do if they found out about her?" she answered, while searching for a place to leave the child she held. She was seventeen, unmarried (though engaged) and had a child. Their families didn't know they were living together, the families assumed the two had gone missing, possibly killed by the horrors of the forest.
"But, we could simply claim that we have been married longer than we have, so then they wont question the fact that we have a child, its that simple." Jason tried to calmly explain to her, "Anyway, my sister is waiting for you, she has the wedding dress almost finished. She wants to make sure it fits you, so go." he said, while taking the child from her arms.
Un roti de Cupidon"Patron.. je suis pas sûr que ça soit une si bonne idée..."Un roti de Cupidon1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Un bruissement d'ailes presque froufroutant sur sa gauche le fit se retourner d'un bond, mais il ne put percevoir qu'un bref mouvement du coin de l'oeil. Ils étaient rapides, bien trop rapides. Jamais le vieux ne réussirait. De nouveau ce bruit soyeux, semblable à des ailes de tourterelles, mais bien plus proche. Dans son esprit il pouvait les voir, tournant au dessus de sa tête comme autant de vautours prêts à la curée.
Le bruit assourdi des détonations résonna et tout autour d'Emmanuel une pluie de plumes commença à virevolter tandis que cinq bruits sourds accompagnaient la chute d'autant de corps autour de lui.
"Ramasse les, petit. On a encore du boulot."
Avec une grimace mi admirative, mi dégoûtée, le jeune homme se mit au travail, enfilant des lourds gants de cuir pour se protéger. Son supérieur était encore une f
Brothers in Time: Part 15About a week later, Tony figured out that what caused his change from anthro to animal, or from core form to fur form as he called them respectively, was the stone that he used to become anthro in the first place. Chris helped in that endeavor, especially when he cast a spell that separated the stone from Tony completely, making him human again. Tony, however, took the stone again, knowing that he preferred to be a dragon, since that was what he felt like he was supposed to be anyway. Chris also cast a spell on Ron, to make him become a bit older, since that was what he desperately wanted. Chris explained that the spell was irriversible, and that if an accident happened, it could put his life on the line, but Ron didn't care. He made the spell, which was very complex indeed, but in the end Ron looked more like he was seventeen instead of only twelve.Brothers in Time: Part 156 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"You're still a little brother to me," Tony said as he held onto Ron tight. Tony, Chris, Ron and Jake had become nearly inseperable since
keep holding on -stop suicideKeep holding onkeep holding on -stop suicide5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
There was girl that everyone thought lived a happy life. Every time people saw her at school, she was smiling. Her beautiful blue-gray eyes shone and her brown hair was kept out of her face. Her clothing was always in neat condition. Today she was wearing a light blue shirt and a pair of faded jeans with some rips in it. She thought the non-pristine condition of her jeans would be like a beacon for someone to notice something was not right. They just continued their day as if it were just a normal day.
No one knew about the 'mask' that she wore. When she arrived home, she 'took off' the smiley mask and became depressed. She let her hair fall into her face, covering her sad eyes. She didn't want any of her few friends to know about her sad life. She didn't think they'd care too much. A simple 'It will be okay. Life will get better.' and a pat on the shoulder and off they went. That wasn't comforting. Life may get better in the way future...but what about now?
Could it be true? Chapter 1Could it be true? Chapter 14 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Leave me alone! I love my pokemon so what makes you think I would hand them over all nilly-willy?" I asked in an outrage.
My name is White, currently I am trying to get this hobo to leave me alone. And in hobo, I mean a boy trying to take people's pokemon away. His name's N.
"Then battle me right now," he said," if I win, you must give me your pokemon, if you win, you can be sure that I won't stop trying."
But that isn't fair! Too bad, at least I can beat the heck out of him. As I drew out my Snivy, he drew out a Purrloin.
"You'll never win with that!" I smirked as I won.
"You have spunk."
"You're different from everyone I've met in my life, your pokemon love you."
"That's normal,well,if you treat them right."
"Just know we'll be seeing around soon."
And with that he left
Things You RememberYou remember the time when, as a child, you were taken away from your mama and guided to a forest by the man you thought was Papa. He left you alone in the darkness. You cried and cried for hours, but he didn't come back. You were cold and scared, and you could hear the sounds of the monsters coming closer and closer. All you had were the clothes on your back and the trinkets he had given you. The necklace at your throat was a strange cube with no center. You clung to it, desperate, and eventually fell into an uncertain slumber.Things You Remember4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
When you awoke, the monsters had appeared. They were bigger than you, and you were scared, and you started to cry again. But the monsters comforted you. They cuddled close to you to keep you warm, and dried your tears. You felt a little less scared, and although you missed Mama, you felt safe in the hands of these powerful beings.
You stayed with them in the years to come. You learned how to speak to them, and although you still thought about Mama and the man y
Why?Why?3 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Why did Einstein create such equations?
Why is Math full of calculations?
And why does English need so many punctuations?
Why is there a need to study
Math, Physics and Chemistry?
The very thought of it, makes a student's life history!
When the black and white paper finally arrives,
the time-table for examinations,
it causes tension and irritation.
No parties, no excursion.
Only mugging up, slogging and exhaustion.
The definition of an awful week of preparation.
When comes the last day of examination,
it is an occasion for celebration!
But, when the results reach home,
it's time for a brief explanation...
Frankie The Latte Boy. Ferard.8:11Am. Wednesday.Frankie The Latte Boy. Ferard.7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Gerard peeks his head from an advertisement sign in Starbucks as always. He does this 6 days a week. Everyday the Latte Boy as Gerard calls him, works. The boy glances at Gerard briefly and Gerard hides behind the sign again. Gerard slowly walks over and gives a small smile. The boy smiles and says, How are you? In a tone saying I hate my job. Save me. Like a robot. But Gerards heart grows wings.
A double latte please. As usual. The boy gives him the Double Latte and Gerard stalks out of Starbucks.
So again Gerard hides behind the same sign. He sighs and grabs all of the very little courage he has and decides to meet the boy. In a proper formal way. When Gerard goes over to the counter the boy smiles and says, How are you? And pulled out a double latte. It caught Gerard off guard; he remembered Gerards order.
Fine and my names Gerard. And the boy softly answere
Vector the Crocodile: REAL Character ProfileVector the Crocodile: REAL Character Profile3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
CONCEPT: "MOBIUS" - REAL Character Profiles - Supporting Cast
Age: 20 years of age
Date of Birth: Unknown
Height: 180 centimeters (5 feet and 11 inches)
Weight: 200 kilograms (440 pounds)
Ability Type: Power
(1). Spin Attack
Description: While in locomotion, Vector can curl down and take on a fetal position, rolling along the ground as a ball at a very high speed rate of torque, meant primarily for breaking through barriers, or destroying enemies. Vector seems to look more like a spinning tire than a rolling ball.
In-game debut: Knuckles Chaotix, Sega Mega 32X, 1995
(2). Spin Jump
Description: Also referred to as the "spinball jump," Vector is able to leap into the air and curl into a spinning, tightly compacted ball of destruction which can dest