Bear does Altwiener ApfelstrudBear does Altwiener Apfelstrud2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
2 1/2 c. all-purpose flour
1/4 tsp. salt
2 T. plus 1 tsp. neutral oil
13 T. lukewarm water
7 T. butter
1 c. breadcrumbs
1/2 c. raisins (traditional, but optional)
1/2 c. dried cherries (traditional, but optional)
1/2 c. dark rum
6-8 c. chopped baking apples (5-6 large apples such as Gala, or pink lady or a mix of the two)
3/4 c. dark brown sugar
1-2 tsp. lemon zest
4 T. lemon juice (about 1/2 large lemon)
1/4 tsp. cinnamon
Melted butter for brushing dough (almost a whole stick or 1/2 cup)
Powdered sugar for decoration
To make the dough: Place the flour in a bowl with the salt and add the water, then the oil. Stir with a spoon until it comes together and you can work it with your hands. Knead the dough until it is smooth and tacky, but not sticky, about 5 minutes. If you need to add more flour, only add it 1 teaspoon at a time. Form the dough into a smooth ball, brush it with a little oil and place it
Tear of the Angels: Episode IHer eyes were pressed against her knees. Streams of crystal water dribbled down them. She could hardly keep herself from falling to her side. Only her crippled white wings kept her sitting up right. They drooped to her sides, ruffling the feather against the pavement of a street alley.Tear of the Angels: Episode I9 years ago in Fantasy More Like This
Her father, the man that banished her from the heavens, must be satisfied. He now held the power, the power that should have been for her. Her grandfather knew that his son would control with a wicked hand, but she was too young and powerless to stop him from taking the scepter. If only she was older.
She continued to cry as the rain began, pasting her shimmering white hair to her legs.
"You poor darling…"
The girl looked up to a pearl coloured cat perched upon a barrel.
"What is your name young one?"
The cat closed its eyes and gave a faint smile. "That is a name I haven't heard for sometime…I am Sola a fallen angel like yourself…"
Tear looked away with her pale blue eyes. She could still not ac
Fake"You know you want meFake9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It's nothing you can deny
It's written all over your face
I can see it in your eyes"
Oh how you love your self
It's as plain as the eye can see
There's nothing else you think about
It's just "me me me"
Get a clue in life buddy
The world doesn't revolve around you
The cosmos aren't decided
Based on what you do
You think you look so cool
Driving around in your convertible car
But you're just trying to cover up
Who you really are
You're the scared little boy
That doesn't want to be rejected
You lie when you look in a mirror
So you don't hate what's reflected
But karma will come back
To bite you in the ass
And before you know it
Your youth will be in the past
And when you look around one day
You'll see that you're all alone
No wife to love you
No kids to make a happy home
So re-think your words
And to your self stay true
And then maybe one day
Someone will love you
Agony in LoveIt's dreadful.Agony in Love9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Dreadful and inevitable
Discovering you love someone
Knowing you must tell
Dreadful and confining
Feeling for one and only one
Realizing you've no more room
Dreadful and liberating
Making the decision to give your heart
Quelling uncertainty with courage
Dreadful and uncomfortable
Knotting your stomach up, a lump in your throat
Fearing your heart won't make enough noise
Dreadful and magnificent
Enjoying the moments of kings and queens
Dancing in your mind
Routine 23BioCorp AmericaRoutine 234 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Max listened to Emma's soft voice strain after reading aloud for two hours. Settled in her bed with her feet tucked under her, Emma read to him every night. A hint of rasp scuffed the lyrical recitation and she turned the page of the printed book. The paper had cost her a week's pay, necessary because the novel was unspoken contraband, but he treasured these moments. Hearing the controversial tale in her voice settled warmth inside him and, he suspected, the emotion was contentment.
At the end of the chapter she looked up. Her mahogany colored eyes were soft and the corners of her full mouth tipped up. "Are you sleeping?"
He shook his head and leaned forward in his chair, resting his elbows on his knees. "Please continue."
She fulfilled his request and tucked her flaxen hair behind her good ear. The left one, burned off in combat, she kept hidden and tilted away from his gaze. Feminine gestures of that nature had been his first indication Emma had feelings for
His LoveHis love is like roses in a field of dead leaves.His Love10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
His love is as rare as a white christmas in the desert.
His love is more flowing than the blood in my veins,
And as calming as any wave in the sea.
His love is like shelter from a raging tornado.
His love makes me feel as beautiful as any sunrise or sunset.
His touch is as gentle as a spring rain.
His voice lifts me high upon rainbows.
His hair glitters and falls like raven silk.
His skin smooth as ivory and perfect like diamonds.
His sapphire eyes glow with azure enchantment.
His kiss can raise the dead.
His embrace can lift you up
To the moon and the stars.
If there is such a heaven,
It is sharing my love with him.
Forevermore will my heart only beat for him.
Forevermore will every breath whisper his name.
Forevermore will I yearn to hear the symphony
Of music I hear when he speaks...
Oh, how I let myself melt when he lies next to me.
I am at peace when his head is upon my shoulder.
He is my one and only.
He is my everything.
A Second Chance - PrologueA Second Chance - Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He didn't know what would be waiting for him inside the vortex. He didn't know if the fall would kill him or if something would be waiting for him on the other side. He knew just one thing.
He felt scared.
Thor held Gungnir even tighter as he saw his brother looking down into the spinning fluid, an enigmatic look in his eyes. He didn't want to fall; yet, he understood everything had gone too far. He just wanted to finish this, to let go, to forget it all. There was no reason to live anymore...
Thor smiled, trying to confort him with a look that said there was still hope, that they could fix everything together. Eve
Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 12 (Reader)For all the awesome fighting games you had played, you thought this would be easy. Hehehe, NOT.Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 12 (Reader)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
With an eerie suspicion of Loki's intentions still on your mind, you follow the Black Widow to the gym. You never thought you would need exercise, so you kept away from those floors of the tower for the most part. Now that you and the rest of the team are walking through, you're surprised you haven't yet. The place is incredible. Weight rooms that extend for what seems miles, a giant indoor pool, a row of the most high-tech treadmills you have ever seen, a gymnastics arena, and so many other things you can't figure out the point to, but it's the coolest thing you've seen since Total Recall.
You come to two white doors in an equally white hallway. You feel like you're in some insane asylum, with all this white. Natasha steps towards the doors.
"JARVIS, open the fight simulator, please," she commanded nonchalantly. The doors opened and JARVIS answered with a "yes, ma'am." She stepd through and
Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 6 (Reader)"I have to go there," you scream as you pound upstairs. "That's my home town!"Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 6 (Reader)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"We know," Steve says to you, not far ahead of you. He is wearing some kind of blue suit with red and white stripes around the midsection and a star on his chest. His shoes are thick and dark blue, stomping loudly on the polished glass of the stair steps. "That's exactly why you can't go."
"But my parents! My friends!" you exclaim, racing to keep up with the athletic man. How did he do that? It's like someone pressed fast forward on a recording - his speed appalls you. You run after him, following him into a large circular room with a wall made of windows that look over the cityscape. You have never been in here before, and it is impressive, with a stone bar and glass walkway that leads outside. On the walkway, Tony is walking briskly, machines folding out and placing bits of red and gold armor on his body. Steve walks by a table, grabbing a blue mask, where Natasha is loading her guns and Clint is fiddling
Winter Sun: Chap 5The sunlight shining through your windows woke you up the next morning. You squinted and sat up and yawned. You smiled and hugged your knees to your chest. You and Ivan kissed last night. Your stomach flip flopped at the memory. You frowned for a second. You didn't react like this when you kissed other men. You smiled again and thought, They weren't Vonya. You brushed the thoughts of your past sweethearts out of your mind and you got up. You put on your dress and apron and put your cap on and you got to work. You couldn't wait for this afternoon.Winter Sun: Chap 54 years ago in Romance More Like This
You peeked in and looked around Ivan's room before you walked in. You set your stuff down and groaned as you looked at the window. You hated cleaning windows. That was your least favorite job in the whole world. You sighed and picked up the rag and bucket of soapy water you brought up. You walked over to the window and started to wash it. You sighed. You had hoped that Ivan would be in here today. You heard a splashing noise from the
Fragmented Thoughts Chapter 13 (Part 1) (Reader)"OW! That is enough!"Fragmented Thoughts Chapter 13 (Part 1) (Reader)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Hold still! By the gods, you cry like a-"
You burst into giggles as you listen to Thor struggle with Loki's less-than-manageable hair, with Natasha styling yours. The publicity act Nick Fury had "assigned" to you for the evening was a formal event, and everyone who went had to be dressed for the occasion. Which meant Loki had to brush his "mop of hair" as Stark called it. Thor had already brushed his hair into a little ponytail, and he was attempting to do the same with Loki's hair, but the Asgardian was crying like a baby.
You laugh even harder as Natasha reaches over to help Thor, pinning Loki's head still with her hands. It almost seems like they're dealing with a wild animal that has a thorn in its paw, except this wild animal is cursing in a language you aren't familiar with, and the thorn is caught in its hair.
"Hurry, before he curses me with raptor's feet!"
"Du er et beist av en kvinne!"
"Brother, hold your tongue!"
You're practically rolling at t
Burdened with Misguided Purpose Chapter 2 The first thing he noticed was the cold. His body was numb with it, and what hadn't yet gone numb tingled with agonizing pins and needles. The raven-haired man opened eyes that were crusted closed with might have been tears, but it was highly likely that ice had formed on his lashes, sealing his eyelids together. He tried to flex his fingers, but he couldn't feel them. The ache in his shoulders was still present, though. Someone had strung him up by his wrists, leaving him to hang suspended over...well, it could have been a gaping hole in the ground for all he kneweven when he opened his eyes, there was no light in the room.Burdened with Misguided Purpose Chapter 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"H-h-h...." Loki closed his eyes again and waited for a long moment as his body shivered. When he thought he wouldn't stutter like an imbecile, he called, "Hello?"
His voice rang hollowly in the deafening silence of the room, and when
Jareth X Reader-Chapter OneYou sat in your room, quietly, reading one of your cherished fantasy novels. You were dreading the upcoming events of the evening. Your parents were about to go out and you were charged with the task of babysitting your 'perfect angel' little sister, who was currently at a friend's house. You wished you could go back to being an only child again, but those days were long gone. You heard a knock on your door. You looked up from your book to see your mom, all dressed up fancy.Jareth X Reader-Chapter One3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Hey, sweetie," she said. "Mrs. Anderson will be dropping Carly off soon. I ordered the two of you some pizza and left the check on the counter, okay? Call me or your father if you need anything."
"Mmm," you replied curtly.
You were in no mood to talk. Your mother looked down at the ground before closing the door to your room. You picked up where you left off in your book. You couldn't wait to ge
Jareth X Reader-Chapter FourAfter an evening meal that you barely touched, Jareth showed you to what would be your room. You hadn't talked since you asked him his name, despite his many attempts to make conversation. You walked through the castle, which was much more lavish than just the staircase room. At the end of one hall, there was a set of wooden double doors. Jareth opened them for you and showed you inside. The room was huge. There was a full bed with silky [f/c] sheets and comforter. On the wall next to it, there was a door that led to a bathroom. On the wall opposite the bed, there was a silver vanity with a large oval mirror. Then, there was a walk-in closet, filled with dresses of your favorite colors. Next to it was a bookcase filled with fantasy novels. Finally, there was a set of French doors, which led to a terrace overlooking a lush garden. Sunset was falling over thJareth X Reader-Chapter Four3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The Eyes Have It- Ch. 1The Eyes Have It- Ch. 13 years ago in Drama More Like This
They had landed in Asgard not but a few weeks ago, and still no word on the progression of Loki's trial. Thor knew no one would care, and it was quite possible Loki himself did not, but there was one left in Asgard that did. He did. And not knowing was killing him.
Silence. What he could not stand, and yet knew he desperately needed.
Immediately after escorting Loki to the dungeons, he had met with the Allfather to try and see what Odin's plan was for his brother. What resulted was a shouting match which led to him almost being banished; again. Odin had spoken of Loki to be put to trial, but had not given even Thor any details of when and how the trial was to be carried out.
Confused and somewhat insulted that the Allfather did not trust him yet enough to once more include Thor in his plans, he had lashed out at the old god. Letting his confusion and anger cloud his judgment, Thor stormed ou
Queen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Chapter 4 Chapter 4: ReunionQueen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Chapter 49 months ago in Horror More Like This
Crik happily played in the old garden. He hopped around the broken leaves, his antennas twitched away excitedly and chirped joyfully. I smiled. I was happy to keep Crik again. Mom even asked Aunty if I could play around in the old garden. Aunty didn't mind, saying that the old garden was a dump anyway. She was hoping one of the gardeners might fix it but they never got around to it.
The old garden looked similar to the other garden but....of course, it was old. There once was a tree in here. There laid an old tree trunk with a few branches, the leaves very dry and cracked.
On the ground were some gray carnations, blue lilies and callas. There were black iron gates protecting the garden. A small garden bench was full of cracks. It was way opposite of other garden facing the sun, bringing in no light or warmth.
A cold dampened feeling shivered up inside of me. It felt worst at sunset. Instead of a new beginning of a day, it
Sebastian's Pet ~Chapter One~ SebastianxOCSebastian's Pet ~Chapter One~ SebastianxOC3 years ago in Romance More Like This
I followed the young black haired boy, Ciel Phantomhive, down the elaborate maze of hallways that made up his home.
"My butler, Sebastian Michaelis, he hasn't been himself lately. I figured that perhaps a female companion would be good for him. One that isn't one of his co-workers you see."
For someone so young, he had a strong and elegant voice. Maybe it was just his English accent. He turned his head and looked at me. I simply nodded and continued to walk along with him. He stopped in front of two large and very elaborately designed wooden doors.
"Are you sure this is what you want? You will more than likely be here a long time, but you will be taken care of."
"Yes, I am sure." I paused for a minute, "Excuse me sir, but why do I have to wear the cat ears?"
"Sebastian likes felines, I feel he will find the ears cute."
"That's sweet. I like cats too!" I smiled sweetly. Ciel returned the smile, then opened the door before us.
"How perfect." He walked into what was a large be
Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 3 (Reader)It has been almost a week since your talk with Natasha. You stand in the laboratory, the funny metal plate on your head. In front of you, Banner hunches over a computer screen with data scrolling across it in different directions and colors.Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 3 (Reader)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Okay," he says slowly, almost a whisper. You had learned by this time that this near-quiet talking meant he was deep in thought. He continues,"I need you to think of something red."
You do so, and the computer makes a sound. Banner taps a button. "Now think of something blue."
You do so, and the computer makes a deeper sound than the previous one. Banner types in something, then scrolls the mouse.
"What exactly are you testing for?" you ask curiously. The machine beeps and buzzes, and Banner frantically taps the volume.
"Try not to think of anything besides what I tell you," he instructs you. He turns to face you for a second, answering your question. "I'm testing the machine's ability to scan your thoughts. It won't know every single detail, but
You're Mad! [ Mad Hatter!England x Reader ]"Your late for tea Alice~" the British hatter joked, waving his hands around in the air, the tea cup in his hand sloshing the now lukewarm tea was being splashed everywhere, onto the ground, the white table spread, his lap, and in his hair. You could only groan a reply; you were growing weary of the hatters games.You're Mad! [ Mad Hatter!England x Reader ]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"England…I'm growing tired of this game. And my name is not Alice, it's (y_n)!" you finished with a curt sigh, standing but mere inches away from the table, England proceeded to laugh, as if what you'd just said the most hilarious thing in the world, reeling in from his laughter he proceeded to take a quick sip of his tea, frowning when he set it to the side, (you'd guessed that it was empty from what with his waving it about) watching your every movement with calculating green eyes.
"And who is to say that your name is not 'Alice' (y_n)? Were you given that right? Was I given that right to say you are not who you are or are not? For all we know your name could
Mending broken bonds ch.2Chapter 2. Promises, promises.Mending broken bonds ch.23 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A loud shatter accompanied the explosion of glass on the floor of the Allfather's room. Loki froze with shock. He had only meant to look. Now the glass that had been a sun-clock lay in a thousand pieces across the floor. Someone had knocked on the doors to his father's chambers. Because he'd been on edge his sudden jerk had caused the clock to slip from its pillar to the floor. The doors swung open and Thor burst in. Mjolnir was aimed straight at the presumed intruder and his gaze was unforgiving.
"You made a grave mistake intruding the Allfather's chambers you ."
Thor stood baffled.
He lowered his weapon again.
"Why are you here?"
The younger set a few steps back.
"I didn't mean to- I just .I was curious. And father wouldn't tell me what it was .."
Thor's eyes fell on the glass shards.
"You broke father's clock?"
"It was just an accident."
Loki looked genuinely desperate.
"Father will kill me .."
Thor closed the doors behind h
RomanoXReader: Handcuffed You glanced over to your left to see a forever PMSing Italian. You were quite used to this sight, actually. Ever since the two of you were somehow bonded together by some indestructible handcuffs, you both shared some fairly memorable moments with each other, all of which were awkward and unpleasant. Then again, things would never be pleasant with Romano around. The Italian was grouchy as hell.RomanoXReader: Handcuffed 3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
You sighed as you pondered on your current situation. This wasn't something you had planned for to happen while you studied abroad in Italy. Not at all.
You closed your eyes and thought back to the day you were first introduced (and handcuffed) to Romano. You had just gotten off the plane to Italy that day, and the two of you met in the most...peculiar way.
“Thank you for flying with Alitalia. We hope you have a great time in Rome.”
You groggily unbuckled your seat belt and stretched. Your limbs were aching from being confined in one spot. The excitement its t
Phantom of the Opera x Reader: Wept AwayPsssst, this fic has brief swearing and slight hints of 'doing the do' but nothing that will ruin your innocent eyes.Phantom of the Opera x Reader: Wept Away11 months ago in Romance More Like This
You were hidden; shrouded within the shadows whilst your sister shone like the stars, captivating all that saw, claiming the spotlight that she always craved. You, however, was quite the opposite to your dear sister, Christine. In your spare time you read whilst she danced, drew whilst she gossiped and sewed whilst she sang.
Times were dull as one of the Populaire’s few costume designers, the sheer effort to impress not only the directors, but also the participants and the audience, left very little room for fault. Not to mention the aggravating critique from that of Carlotta- one of the many reasons you currently lack on costume staff. But it wasn’t as if you could, nor were you allowed to complain. Even though you worked within the same building, worked within the same confinements, under the same management, status mattered. You
Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 11 (Reader)"Try again," Loki instructs you, his fingers twirling a magical serpent between his fingers. He had been helping you with your mind-reading abilities, and so far, it's getting easier. "What am I thinking?"Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 11 (Reader)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Correct. What about now?"
"Do not doubt yourself. It is restricting your mind. And now?"
You try to be more confident as you focus on his mind, imagining a channel connecting his and your mind together as he has instructed you. "A...gopher?"
"Walrus. Try again." The snake slinks up his hand to his arm, and he watches it with a bored expression. You huff, then try again, your eyes squinting with concentration.
"Correct. And now?"
A knock at the door makes you both turn and look. Clint Barton, an I [big red heart] NY shirt on, looks at you with a serious expression.
"Fury just called in," he tells Loki, looking over your head. "He wants to speak with all of us. Now."
You look to Loki, c
Queen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Ch 11 Chapter 11: WitchesQueen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Ch 117 months ago in Horror More Like This
"Your mother...is a witch?!" Uncle roared. I sighed. "Yes, we're witches, ok? It's not like I didn't ask for it though. My mom told me I was just born with it. If she's a witch, then I become a witch too."
"How? Why didn't Beatriz tell me this? Oh, please don't tell me you sold your soul." "We would never do such a thing like that to get power. We were born with it. I don't know how Mother got it but it just came. I pry her to ask how but she just ignores it."
"And she taught you how to become a witch?" "Yes, a witch, an alchemist, a healer....good stuff, Uncle, not bad. We're not like that. We believe in harnessing good energy, good karma. White magic. And it's only been me and my mom. No one else has taught me about how to use my powers."
"This is a disgrace! You're a downfall to our family name!" "Uncle, we won't harm you. My mom doesn't believe in hurting people. And we will not disgrace the Victoriano name. If we did, we would of h