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
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
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.
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 235 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
I wrote your nameI wrote your name in the sand but,I wrote your name9 years ago in Ballad More Like This
I know it won't stay
I wrote your name in the sand
and watched it wash away.
It's gone forever...
It won't ever be back
We'll never be together,
For the love that we lack.
I wrote your name in the sand
Does it really matter today?
I wrote your name in the sand
Like you, it washed away.
Jareth X Reader-Chapter Two"You-You're the Goblin King!" you cried, voice shaking.Jareth X Reader-Chapter Two3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
The man bowed his head to you, still smirking.
"Oh, God. I said the thing, didn't I?"
"Yes, you did," the man said. "Would you like to see her?"
The man reached under his cape and pulled out a clear, crystal orb. He twirled it around his hand, then an image came up inside it. A goblin was handing a crying Carly a glass of warm milk.
"She's all right," you sighed in relief.
"Surely you didn't think I would harm her?" the Goblin King said.
"I didn't know."
"It's late, my dear. You should get yourself to bed. Forget your sister and rest."
You looked up at the blond man, shocked.
"I can't just leave her! She needs to be at home! She's so scared!"
"[Name], forget her."
He smirked again.
"Well then, I'm going to offer you a choice."
"What is it?"
Your house vanished, replaced by a dusty hill overlooking the Labyrinth.
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
Winter Sun: Chap 4You dusted the fireplace mantle in the ballroom the next day with Alisa. It was always your duty to dust there once a week.Winter Sun: Chap 44 years ago in Romance More Like This
"_______, you've been off lately. What's on your mind?" she asked as she picked up a glass figurine and dusted it.
You sighed and shook your head. She poked you with the handle of her duster.
"Come on ________, I tell you about me and my Alexey all the time!" she said with a giggle.
Your breath caught in your throat and you turned on her. "Who said a man was on my mind?!" You knew you gave yourself away though.
Alisa giggled and clapped her hands. "You have a man on your mind! This is terrific!" she said as she hopped up and down.
"Who is he? Tell me about him." she whispered as Madeleine walked by and looked at the two of you.
You got back to dusting furiously. She poked your arm with her duster handle again. You swatted it away and she laughed. She was another person who was immune to your temper.
"Tell me tell me tell me!" she said.
"No." You frowned at her.
Jareth X Reader-Chapter SixYou heard a light knock on your door. You had barely been in your room five minutes. Not enough alone time, in your opinion. You begrudgingly answered.Jareth X Reader-Chapter Six3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
"Who is it?" you asked, as if it could be anyone but him.
"It's Jareth," he replied.
"Come in," you groaned.
Jareth opened the door and walked into your room. He smiled at you. You waved hello. He sat next to you on your bed, crossing his legs.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" he asked.
"More or less," you replied.
You picked up the book you had set aside earlier.
"Just reading," you finished.
Jareth read the title out loud.
"Lord of the Rings. I've never read it, is it any good?"
"It's fantastic. The descriptions of everything just astound me."
"I shall have to read it sometime, then."
"You should. The book is way better than the movie."
Jareth raised his eyebrow at you. Then it occurred to you: you hadn't seen anything even r
Blessings From Sins: The Return Ch 5Chapter 5Blessings From Sins: The Return Ch 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Genre: Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Loki is pregnant, coming back as an exile in chains from the final events from the Avengers movie. Nobody seems to know about his ongoing pregnancy, nor the father of the child. Loki doesn't know how to handle it, from bearing the child, to his constant thoughts that he will be killed, surely, for the crimes he had committed.
But what is he to do when he's welcomed back home with open arms? What if, although still at fault for the horrors he had done in childish vengeance, his old friends, his family, still missed him so incredibly? Would Loki have the growing courage to speak of the unborn child? And, above all else, would he manage to fix the broken bond and heart he once had with not only Thor, but with himself?
It is funny sometimes what the truth can hold for a person. Happiness. Regret. Pain. Relief. Sometimes it yields nothing, so telling it doesn't affect barely the breez
Let Me See You...The last thing John had expected to see when he entered the warehouse was nothing. He hobbled further inside and stood his ground, hands folded over the cane.Let Me See You...2 years ago in Romance More Like This
“Cut the crap Mycroft! You dragged me out here for a reason. Make your demands so I can ignore them and go back.” There was a shuffling noise nearby and John turned, confused. Mycroft would never shuffle.
“J-john.” Despite the coarse voice, clearly dehydrated and in pain, John would recognize the timbre anywhere. Sherlock was still half hidden in shadow, clutching his left arm tightly. A closer look revealed it was dislocated. Sherlock had a scar just on the edge of the right side of his jaw now, almost invisible unless you were as short as John was. Sherlock’s coat was gone and his shirt had so many bloody tears in it you couldn’t tell it had once been white. Sherlock’s leg was bleeding too and he had a very serious limp. His fingertips were smooth, like someone had attempted to remove h
Imprisoned Seeking Solace-Chapter TwentyAfter about six hours and the setting of the sun, Thor and Jane finally got the 'Okay' to let you get back to Loki. You trekked tiredly through the castle back to your and Loki's apartment. The guard let you in without question. Your eyebrows lifted as you saw a trail of red rose petals. It led to about the middle of the living room, then forked into two separate paths, one toward the hallway to the rest of the place and one toward the darkened corner of the living room. Next to the latter trail, there was a note, written in Loki's elegant hand, reading 'Follow Me First.' You smiled. This must have been part one of the surprise. When you followed the path, you came upon a stunning dress, in your favorite color. Pinned to it was a note: 'Put me on, then follow the other roses.'Imprisoned Seeking Solace-Chapter Twenty3 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
You chuckled and found a secluded corner in which to change. The dress fit you like a glove
Lost in the FrostOk, this is set in between Tales of Asgard (where our favorite Asgardians are younger than the film) and the Thor movie's age ranges. This is not going to follow any already set story. In age comparisons;Lost in the Frost5 years ago in Drama More Like This
Thor & Fandral: 17
Hogun, Sif and Volstagg: 19
Odin and Frigga: 40-60ish
I do not own marvel or the Thor series. Norse mythology belongs to the world and is free to use.
Not set in any particular Thor verse- just use your imagination.
Please review here- don't sneak behind my back to have a snit fit over my story like a big baby or flame for the sake of flaming.
Warnings: Possible groping, alcohol use, hinted sexy times, and ideologically sensitive. Yaoi. Don't like? Please turn back now. I won't have time for you.
Things were always happy in Asgard. When Loki was happy, the rest of Asgard seemed to gain nothing but smiles and humorous laughs from the Trickster God. Loki always played tricks, but when he was happy, the tricks ende
Melting Snow ~ Ch. 1Thor/LokiMelting Snow ~ Ch. 14 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Overall: NC-17; This chapter: PG-13
He could hear nothing except for his own breathing. His heart was pounding in his chest and his eyes darted to the left and to the right. He was alone. All alone. Not lost, for lost would imply that he had no idea which direction would be the right one to take to reach his destination, and that was just plain wrong. He knew very well where he had to go, he was just ... not entirely certain how he could get there.
It didn't help that everything looked exactly alike. Really, would it have killed the Jötnar to build roads or at least paths so that not every visitor were to be as lost - no, not lost, but alone - in this Hel of snow and ice? No wonder they did almost never get any visitors (which was probably what they wanted), no wonder nobody in the Nine Realms liked them (which was not entirely true), no wonder bedding a Jötun was something rare and special - noboby could freaking find them (which only made them all the more desirab
Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Ch. 2]Male!BelarusXReader: It kills me inside [Ch. 2]3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Chapter 2: An idea
This time, I was with Nadya at her house.
"I'll make him fall for you! You'll see~"
I giggled and smiled. She's such a good friend. But this made me think. 'Why would she help me with this if she always says I should forget Vladimir?' I pondered this question for a while as she tried to think at something. I finally took some courage and called Nadya.
"Nadya, may I ask you something?"
"Yes?" She asked.
"Why are you helping me with this?"
She turned at me and smiled. "Because you're my friend, of course."
"Yes, yes. But you always said that I should forget him since he's not who he was once." I was really curious to know why she's doing this. I appreciate her attitude, but as anyone else, I'm curious.
"I said and I still say. Or at least, I would. I already noticed that you're really in love, that what you feel for him is very serious. So I want to help you to get his attention even if I think that things
Tate Langdon X Reader - To Harm The One I LoveTate Langdon X Reader - To Harm The One I Love2 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
“Oh, c’mon Tate!” You whined, looping your arm with his as you walked beside him up the path to the school gates. “It’s not that bad!” You beamed, always in a good mood.
“It’s hell here, [Y/N].” He replied, eyes dead with dark bags under them.
“Just because you make it hell for yourself! Anyway, what class do you have before lunch?” He told you he was skipping most of his lessons today anyways, you huffed and puffed out your cheeks- ready to have a go at him, but the bell cut you off.
“Alrighty, Mister sulky-pants, I’ll meet you at my locker then.” He nodded and watched you scamper off to class, smiling slightly as he watched you bob and weave through the crowd so you wouldn’t be late to class.
He skipped his first lesson, attended the second, and skipped the last one before lunch. He did as you asked him and waited by your locker, hands jammed into his jeans pockets and head low to ignore the sta
Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 9 (Reader)So there it is. The truth. The taste of it still shocks you.Fragmented Thoughts - Chapter 9 (Reader)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Gods..." you say. "Y-You're gods."
"Asgardians," Loki corrected. "Some might know of us as the Aesir."
"YOU. ARE. GODS."
"Stop repeating yourself," Loki sighed. "Yes, we're gods. We cannot die."
"I find that hard to believe," you say shakily.
"Do you?" Loki looked at you, his eyes - those cat-like eyes, a dance of bright green and sky blue - bear down on you as if you're a fugitive. You take a step back.
"Enough," Steve says as he steps in beside you. "Loki, give her a break. Not everyone knows you exist."
Loki scoffs a little, turning back to his dice game.
"You're gods," you say again. You shake your head. Why didn't you make this connection before? "You can perform magic-"
"To some degree," Thor says. "I cannot weave such alchemy like my brother can. He is extremely adept at the art."
You look to Loki. His eyes are downcast, much to your relief. But his pale skin is stretched into a smirk, almost lik
.:The Chink In The Armor~ GaaraXReader:. Chapter 1.:The Chink In The Armor~ GaaraXReader:. Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You never quite understood why no one ever talked to the little red haired boy and every time he tired to start a friendly conversation they would run away screaming. The little boy with the beautiful eyes who just needed a friend, someone to love him.
"Hey [Y/N]-Chan you wanna play ball with us?" you looked up from the petals of your flower and gave a half hearted smile.
"Yeah I'll play with you guys what are the rules?" the three other kids grinned.
"You see that boy over there the one with ratty teddy?" your eyes narrowed but you nodded none the less. "Well the game is called monster mash you gotta take the ball and hit it over the head and run for your life the one that ides loses! Sounds fun right?" you scowled and shook your head.
"No it doesn't but it does sound mean and stupid!"You crossed your arms over your chest and tried to look as intimidating as a five year old could. There was a moment of silence and the kids gapped at you before laughing,
RussiaxReader - In Sickness Chapter 3In Sickness RussiaxReaderRussiaxReader - In Sickness Chapter 33 years ago in Romance More Like This
Chapter 3: Crazy
"I want to protect you (name), from everything...." the words played through your head over and over like a broken record for days.
At first, it sounded sweet, but the more it played through your mind, the more haunting it became. You shook your head, Ivan was a good guy, and he didn't mean it in the creepy way right? You almost laughed at yourself as you stared out at the snow through the car window.
After a few days, the temperature had climbed enough to melt some of the snow, that, combined with the shoveling out of the area, had enabled your friends to come get you.
"Are you sure you don't want us to take you to the hospital?" your best friend asked, recapturing your attention from the icy landscape and daydreams of your violet-eyed savior.
"I-I'm fine," you assured her, nuzzling your face back into your parka, re-adjusting your seatbelt.
"Did he hurt you?" Your other friend pressed.
"No! Ivan isn't like that! He's so sweet."
Request- RussiaxReaderYou stared slack-jawed at the broken stalks of sunflowers that lay underneath your wrecked bicycle. This was bad. Very, very bad.Request- RussiaxReader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Forget about how your bike was utterly useless now and how blood was trickling down your cheek and arm. You knew whose house this was, and if you were caught here surrounded by the ruined flowers, you'd be more than a bit bloodied and bruised.
The flowers which you'd just killed belonged to the one and only Ivan Braginski.
"Dearest mother and father in heaven above, please save me." you said into the sky. Never mind that both of your parents were both alive and able-bodied, you were too worried for your life to care.
You scrambled to your feet and picked up your bike, momentarily examining the crooked front wheel before attempting to make a quick escape.
"Where are you thinking that you are going?" sounded an eerily calm voice
Any thoughts you had about running away dissolved at the sight of Ivan.
"N-nowhere. Just to... come and
Austria x Reader: Girls Over Music...Part 2Austria x Reader: Girls Over Music...Part 23 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I'll tell you what you're going to do."
Words...so few could mean so much and have such an impact. Those few words that Austria uttered, in combination with his tone, was enough to fill you to the brim with anxiety.
You felt terrible about everything; you really did. It wasn't as though you had meant to destroy the piano. In fact, your impending punishment wasn't what was getting to you the most at the moment. What truly prodded your heart was the fact that you ruined such a valube able possession of his; it was obviously something he treasured greatly and couldn't be replaced...you had never wanted to be the one to make someone go through that kind of grief, especially Austria.
Finally you were able to muster up enough courage to look Austria in the eye. "Yes...?" you said quietly. How else were you supposed to behave? You were horribly embarrassed and in no position to have any other tone with him.
"You're going to serve me. You're going to do everything I say. As of this moment you
Queen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Chapter 6 Chapter 6: The CityQueen of the Swarm (TEW Prequel): Chapter 61 year ago in Horror More Like This
I peeked my head out of my bedroom doorway. Here I was again. Same as always in the dream. Only the piano wasn't going off as it use to.
"Ruben, I'm back," I said happily. "I'm sorry I wasn't able to track you down yesterday but...you didn't tell me where you were. Maybe if you did, I would have a better way of knowing where you were. And who is the person that's responsible for this?"
"Ruben?" I walked out of the room. There was no sound. Nothing. No melody. Not even the sound of the wind.
"Are you trying to scare me?" I whimpered. "Because if you are...it's working but...can't we just at least get to know how we're both doing? I want to know how...you've been...I missed you. I don't care if you're a spirit or not because I'm happy to see that I have my favorite cousin back and..."
I paused. "...I don't want to think you're a figment of my imagination."
Ancient Kings - Chapter OneSince his childhood, this day haunted his dreams and lifted his hopes and efforts to its maximum, making his heart beat with joy and determination. Every training he took, every single drip of sweat and blood, it had all been for this day, his day of triumph, the so waited occasion, the biggest dream of his life which was now found staring at him, just a few feets away. He, the God of Thunder, son of Odin Allfather, was going to be coronated king, King of Asgard, king of the mighty Realm known for its deeds and for its glory achieved through time. Since his childhood, this day had haunted his dreams and lifted his hopes... He should be feeling happy.Ancient Kings - Chapter One3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
So why was him, the Thunderer, feeling so empty and upset on this one day?
He walked around the long corridor he was in, just waiting for the right time to enter the large and golden arena where Odin would give him the right to rule over the Realm. Even though he