Red Velvet Whoopie Pies recipeRed Velvet Whoopie Pies recipe3 years ago in Artisan Crafts More Like This
Red Velvet Whoopie Pies
2 cup all-purpoes flour
2 tablespoons unsweetened cocoa powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
1/2 cup of butter softened
1 cup packed brown sugar
1 teaspoon vanilla
1/2 cup butter milk
half of a 1 ounce bottle of red food coloring
(1)preheat oven to 375 degrees farenheit, then line baking sheets with parchment paper and set aside.
In a medium bowl combine flour, cocoa powder, baking soda and salt, set aside
(2) In a large mixing bowl beat butter on medium speed for 30 seconds or until creamy.
When creamed beat in brown sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in egg and vanilla.
Alternately add the flour mixture and butter milk, beating after each addition just until combined.
Stir in food coloring.
(3) Spoon batter in 1-or-2- inch diameter rounds, about 1/2 inch high on the prepared baking sheets, allowing at least a 1 inch line in between each round. Bake 10-12 minutes or until a tooth pick come out clean.
Cool completely on baking rack
Hold Me Tight Sweden X ReaderHold Me Tight Sweden X Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
The heavy rain angrily beat down on your roof. The sound of the rain, along with the occasional loud, roaring booms of thunder made it impossible for you to sleep. Lighting flashed, filling the room with blinding light over and over. After hours of trying and failing to sleep, you gave up. You rolled out of bed, stepping onto the cold floor. After a quick stretch, you made your way to the kitchen for a midnight snack. As you searched through your cabinets for something to snack on, a sudden loud banging came from your front door. “W-what the world?” It was far past midnight, and you were most definitely not expecting company. You grabbed hold of a near by rolling pin and slowly approached the front door. A shadowy figure was visible from the peephole, but you couldn't tell who it was. Against your better judgment, you swung open the door. Lightning flashed behind the tall figure, obscuring his face. You let out a scream and stumbled backward.
“Are you, okay?
Hetaloid!CanadaXShy!ReaderHetaloid!CanadaXShy!Reader1 year ago in Romance More Like This
You eyed the stepping stool before stepping up to the top and peering inside the box. The only thing you saw was a full head of hair before you let out a quiet squeal and jolted backwards on the stepping stool.
You fell backwards, hearing wind whistling through your ears briefly until you were firmly caught by a strong, rough hand. Then you were pushed back up into a standing position on the stool. You blew your (h/l) (h/c) hair out of your face and turned to see (Friend #2)'s dad smiling at you. You quietly thanked him and he took off.
You dared to look back inside the box but there was nothing there... You could've sworn you had seen a head of hair before! You scoured the inside of the box from your aerial view. Still nothing.
You looked back over to (Friend #2) with the most confused look on your (skin tone) face, "Um... There's nothing in there..."
"What? Nah, that can't be." she denied as she climbed up the stepping stool. You and her looked back inside and suddenly you saw the he
Taking care of your France HetaloidThank you for ordering from Hetaloid Corp. Here is a list of instructions for caring for your new France Hetaloid. With your new Hetaloid is a few things.Taking care of your France Hetaloid1 year ago in Humor More Like This
Your France Hetaloid includes:
-one francy pants uniform
-one casual (francy pants) outfit
-a shit ton of roses
-an eiffel tower (if you know what i mean *shot*)
-a french flag
-a limited warranty if your hetaloid breaks
Taking care of your Hetaloid comes with great responsibility. following these guidlines are simple as 1,2,3. However, failure to follow these guidlines may result in destruction of your Hetaloid, a depressed Hetaloid, or a 2p! Hetaloid. (Warning: 2p! Hetaloids may cause destruction of your house, blood loss, heart attack, stroke, deep wounds, and fangasms.)
For a limited time only, you can now order your France Hetaloid in "Naked" mode. however, due to the fact we want to avoid a lawsuit, and sexual harassment charges, we will cover his vital regions with roses as a censor block.
Kidnapping Sexy Men: Russia Part 1Kidnapping Sexy Men: Russia Part 11 year ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Kidnapping Russia...it was like you were the second Belarus. Kidnapping RUSSIA! How were you going to pull it off...da?
Now sitting in that plane was pure TORTURE. For the other passengers, at least. You couldn't help but overly fangirl out over the fact that you were going to RUSSIA! IVAN! A SEXY RUSSIAN!!! THAT BROKE BUSBY'S CHAIR AND ATE THE ENDING!
Too much fangirling? Hell, not for you!
"[Y/N]...please, try to calm down, squirt." Your father tried to consult you. Only to feel your fangirl wrath. Oh dear...
"But..DAD! We're going to Russia! MY FAVORITE Hetalia character!" You fangasmed in your seat as your father continued to ignore you yet again. "Why even try anymore?" He thought.
Why...why...WHY?! WHY DID YOU NOT WEAR YOUR SWEATER ON THE PLANE?! RUSSIA WAS COLD! SO SO COLD! YOU COULDN'T FEEL YOUR FANGIRL, IT WAS SO COLD! "WHERE'S MY DAMNED COAT?!" You yelled.
You could hear your father sigh as he handed you your [F/C] coat. He knew you would do this so he had your coats
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 2Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 21 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The party continued, most of the attention was turned to the newly awakened Hetaloid but you didn't mind. You were really happy that everyone was laughing and having a blast, forgetting that the America Hetaloid is staying even when the party is finished...
America was very disappointed when he found out there were no video games in your house and pouted on the couch, folding his arms across his chest. That was, until someone brought him a piece of cake. He perked up instantly and finished it off quickly. He returned to his cheerful self, laughing and showing off to your friends. When your friends were talking with you, America's attention was turned to Japan, much to his discomfort.
After a few more hours, the party started to wind down and everyone was helping with the clean up of your house. America didn't want to but Japan convinced him to join in with the clean up, of course not without pouting as he did so.
"This was a lot of fun, thank you everyone." You told everyone as they co
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 5Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 51 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
You scream as you dash for the bathroom but was intercepted halfway there but the menacing looking America, his red eyes glowed in the darkness. He grabs your wrist in one hand and lifts you into the air with ease, his cold crimson eyes drilling into you. You stare back at them, whimpering from the pain. You notice that he had a wound in his chest, like a knife stab.
'Malfunction...' You told yourself. 'The fight must have damaged something.' You snap out of it when America throws you down on the ground, looming over you. You stare up at him, tears streaming down your cheeks. "A-America..." You whimper, trying to crawl back and away from him.
He stares at you blankly before looking past you at your broken door. He steps over you, kneeing you in the shoulder. You stumble back as he walks to the door. He grabs it and lifts it up. He slams his foot down on it, breaking off a long chunk of it. He swings his new improvised weapon a bit before turning to you. You were heading to t
7 Minutes in Heaven-JapanYou reached inside the box and felt the items.7 Minutes in Heaven-Japan3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Your hand finally grips onto something.
Japan stands. "Yes." He bows. "That is me." Japan said, slightly blushing.
You also begin to blush ans he walks toward you.
"HAHAHA! You two are pathetic!" America laughed at the blushing you and Japan. Japan takes you into the closet and you both sit quietly for a minute or two.
Japan begins to grope around in the closet for something. A light flicks on, he found a flashlight. He sets in up on some of the mess in America's closet.
"N-now I can see your beautiful face." He said, placing one hand gently on your cheek. You felt the blush worsen on your face as he leaned in closer, caressing your hair.
"M-May I...kiss you ____ Chan?"
He asked politely.
"...Yes..." You said, holding your excitement, though it was quite apparent from your tomato-red face.
His soft lips gently were placed on yours. His hand rested upon your cheek, while the other on your shoulder. You placed both arms a
Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 9Hetaloid!AmericaXShy!Reader part 91 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
The first few minutes on your walk back home were in an awkward silence, hand in hand and both of you were looking in different directions. As it began to get darker, you couldn't help but shiver at the thought of monsters or other creatures of the night, including thugs.
America noticed you were walking closer to him, shivering. He blushes a little but grins and wraps his arm around your shoulder. "Never fear, _____! The Hero is here!" He cheers, laughing his triumphant signature laugh. He grabs a stick from the ground and swings it in front of him, laughing, "I'll defend you with my mighty stick!" He swings it one final time, hitting some tree branches, causing a loud shuffling noise. You yelp and then whimper, covering your face with your free hand.
"Whoops! Sorry, ____!" America nervously laughs, turning to you while he continued to walk. "It's ok! It was just me!" He gives you a big goofy grin.
You weakly smile up at him, blushing. "I-I know, America b-but I can't help but think a
UKxReader - Pirate MemoriesYou walked down the road smiling, you were going to visit one of your closest friends, and longtimeUKxReader - Pirate Memories2 years ago in Romance More Like This
crush, England, or as you called him, Arthur. Your smile grew wider as you approached his mansion.
You climbed up the steps and knocked on the door three times. Since Arthur didn't want to be bothered
by anyone except you, he made you knock on the door a certain way so that he knew it would be you.
Your smiled faltered a bit when there was no answer. Figuring he hadn't heard you, you decided to let
yourself in since the door was unlocked.
"Arthur?" You called out as you closed the door behind you. It was eerily quiet inside the
mansion, with no response from the Brit. You walked over to the kitchen and poked your head in, calling
his name again. You sighed as you had explored the entire first floor of his house with no sign of him.
You told him you had been coming over and he said that he would be home, and you knew he was
because he never leaves without locking the door. You continued y