Damn Good CookiesDamn Good Cookies6 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
½ cup sugar
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
2 ½ cups flour
½ teaspoon nutmeg
¾ teaspoon baking powder
½ teaspoon salt
2 sticks of butter
½ cup powdered sugar
Coarse sugar or sugar sprinkles (use the crystally ones, not the bready ones)
1. Preheat the oven to 375, make sure theres a rack somewhere 'round the middle of it
2. Put the normal sugar and the vanilla into a bowl and just mix it with a fork a bit until all the sugar is brown and wet.
3. Sift the Flour, baking powder, nutmeg, and salt together into a separate bowl
4. Get a largish plastic mixing bowl, dump the butter in it and stick it in the microwave until its starting to melt, and is just a bit smooshy. If it melts all the way that's fine, but it'll make the dough greasy later on.
5. Next put the vanilla moosh sugar into the bowl with the butter, add the powdered sugar, and beat with an electric mixer on medium/high until the mixture has the consistency of heavy whipped cr
Recipe: Lightning Chocolate CakeRecipe: Lightning Chocolate Cake3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
'Ey, nice ta see yew folks again! This time I got one'uh my pers'nal fav'rites for ya: th' fastest dang chocolate cake yew ever made from scratch! Well, I mean, it takes a while ta bake an' all, but it only takes 'bout ten minutes ta throw t'gether.
Preheat yer oven ta 375 degrees. Fahrenheit a'course.
You will need:
~3 cups flour, sifted
~2 cups sugar
~2 teaspoons baking soda
~2/3 cup cocoa powder, not th' Dutch kind, th' regular.
~5/8 cup corn oil... What kinda measurement is that? Call it half a cup.
~1 tablespoon cider vinegar, or white vinegar if ya don't have th' cider kind.
~1 tablespoon vanilla extract
~2 cups medium-strong coffee, caffeinated or not
~Yew c'n add stuff like chocolate chips, nuts, fruit or whatever ya want!
Okay, seriously, all ya gotta do is sift th' dry stuff t'gether, mix in th' liquids an' pour it inta a greased bakin' dish. This'n fills an 8x12" pan. Then ya chuck it in th' oven fer 35-40 minutes. Yew c'n tell it's done if ya stick a skewer in it an' it com
Arcane Treatise 045Supai's CakeArcane Treatise 0454 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
2 ripe bananas, peeled and sliced
2 cup baker's chocolate, chopped
1 cup cream cheese, softened
3/4 cup honey
1 cup cake flour
10 large eggs, separated
1 tablespoon vanilla extract
1 tablespoon fresh ginger, grated
2 teaspoon nutmeg
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon baking powder
2 cups passion fruit juice
1 large plum, pureed
Icing Layer 1
1.5 cup white chocolate
3 tablespoon mint extract
Icing Layer 2
1 cup milk chocolate
1/2 cup cashews, finely crushed
Icing Layer 3
2 cups dark chocolate
1/2 cup apricot brandy
1) Preheat oven to 300 degrees Fahrenheit (or 150 Celsius). Lightly grease 2 8-inch springform caketins with butter, and line bases with parchment paper.
2) Heat and gently stir baker's chocolate in a large saucepan over warm heat. Once the chocolate begins to melt, remove from heat and stir in cream cheese and honey with a hand mixer until smooth and creamy. Then, blend in egg yolks one by one. W
Red velvet cake recipe Rainbow Dash EditionRed velvet cake recipe Rainbow Dash Edition4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
How to make red velvet cupcakes out of Rainbow Dash
(No Rainbow Dashes were harmed in the making of these cupcakes)
This is a guide on how to make cupcakes that I think cupcakes made from pony flesh would look like. That is to say the cake itself is red, and the frosting is light blue, but not from pony hide or guts, from food coloring!! These can be made from scratch, and as such, do not have to be red if you are squeamish, but that is just the convention (though convention is with white frosting, not blue, and red sugar sprinkles, not rainbow, but shh!).
These are really yummy tasting and I recommend you make these, nao! This can also be used for a full on cake once you have the batter and frosting, but these instructions end in cupcakes, so sweet and tasty! This is also written for people who don't know baking very well, like me (even though I am somehow good at it). I also add some humor, so if you don't like that, why are you watching My Little Pony?
This is my cousin Susan's reci
Sea-Salt Ice Cream RecipeSea-Salt Ice Cream Recipe4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sea-Salt Ice Cream
Wire whisk or fork
Medium sized saucepan
Medium sized bowl
1 cup measure
1 teaspoon measure
Ice-cream maker or ice-pop molds or a cooler of liquid nitrogen (optional)
1 heart (optional get it)
1 cup milk
1 cup sugar
1 cup heavy cream
1 teaspoon of vanilla extract
blue and green food coloring (optional)
1. Re-arrange the letters of your name and add an X somewhere.
2. Crack 2 eggs into the bowl and whisk well for a few minutes. A wire whisk works best but a fork can do in a pinch.
3. Add the cup of sugar into the eggs and continue to whisk well until creamy.
4. Heat the milk in the saucepan over medium heat until warmish hot while constantly stirring with the wooden spoon (do not use a metal spoon it will scratch your pot and make the milk burn easier). The milk should be right before boiling, but do not
SH - The Fallen part1SH - The Fallen part15 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I had never thought about how I could lose something or someone very important. I lived my own little life in some sort of box, never knowing what was coming in and what was coming out.
I had known that the fact living with Holmes under same roof, you really could not know. Sometimes he could have dragged me out and be just so damn eager to solve something.
At other times he would seem like the most emotional, shut-in person I have ever known. It had happened that he did not even want to speak a word to me for days, and I had been worried. But when I finally had seen him again, I knew that it was just him being Holmes and nothing else. It was never something serious. I had lived under that thought for a long time.
He was such a lovely friend to me. I never wanted him to leave, and I knew he felt the same about me. When I was not around he could think of something so foolish that I could not believe it. He would have himself got beaten up by someone much bigger than himself, so I could
Whump!Sherlock fic pt. 1 (Untitled) "Sherlock, I got the milk!" John Watson struggled up the fifteen steps (which he knew so well from dragging the grocery shopping bags up the stairs every week) with his arms full of groceries.Whump!Sherlock fic pt. 1 (Untitled)4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"Along with every other damn thing you asked me to buy," John muttered under his breath. "Oh, no, don't mind me," John yelled into the flat in the general direction of Sherlock's room. He didn't see Sherlock.
John dropped the plastic bags on the kitchen table and began unpacking them. "Just leave me to go out, pick out the groceries, pay for them because I'M the one with the job, a steady source of income, get into a row with a bloody chip-and-pin machine, AND come home and unpack. Just sit there, Sherlock, and do nothing. It's all fine with me!"
Sherlock gave no reply.
After ten minutes of unloading and organizing the groceries, John called out again. "Sherlock, I'm not really that mad. Just- if you helped out s
I Lost My Fear Of Falling 7I Lost My Fear Of Falling 74 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"Oh, God, Gee, do that again." I groan out. He obeys, immediately tugging again, harder, but not so much that it hurts. I moan again, loudly, embarrassingly loud, and he chuckles again. In revenge, I stand up, pull myself away earning a strangled and startled yell from Gerard. That is, until I unbutton my pants. As I'm about to unzip them, Gee reaches over and grabs my hand, pulling me to him.
"No, no, Mikey. That's for me to do." And I stare as his hands replace mine, unzipping me, and then as he pulls them down, himself going with them. I kick them off to the side, and he runs his hands up and down my thighs. My breath is coming in quick, short bursts, and I feel a bit lightheaded. "Mikey, baby, are you okay with going farther? You look like you're gonna pass out, honey." He says, concern coloring his voice, almost covering the lust.
I laugh out loud. "Are you kidding? Of course I wanna go on! I'm just so happy, and well, um
Not Your FaultJared looked towards the door, almost wishing that Matt would walk through and sayNot Your Fault5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
that it was all a joke and he wasn't really leaving. But he never came back.
The man sighed and turned around in his hotel bed, suddenly too tired to try to
stay awake. He laid down and felt tears begin to form in his eyes. He buried
his face into his pillow and began to weep silently at the aching hole in his
A part of him hated the bassist and the other part felt completely and utterly
betrayed by his departure. What tore him to pieces though was that he gave no
warning what so ever. His leaving was so sudden that it surprised everyone in
the band, along with most of the Echelon. It wasn't just losing a band member;
it was like losing one of his brothers.
He hugged the other pillow tightly, trying to hold himself together although he
really didn't want to. What if he wanted to break? Then he should be allowed
to, right? But he was Jared Leto and this wasn't something that he did, no
matter how b
I'm LeavingIt was an odd show that night. Tensions were running through the band for unknown/unvoiced reasons. The echelon didn't notice, they seemed to enjoy the show immensely. But Jared and Tomo truly felt the tensions. Something was wrong between Shannon and Matt . They just didn't know what it was though.I'm Leaving5 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
The show ended to a roaring applause. As they walked into their hotel, both men noticed the other two stalk away in opposite directions of each other. Jared and Tomo shot worried glances at each other before running after the other two. Tomo ran after Matt and Jared ran after Shannon.
It took Jared a few minutes to find his brother. When he caught up to him, Shannon was cussing so much that it made a sailor look like a freaking monk. The older saw his younger brother standing there, a worried expression gracing his features. Shannon sighed and slumped against the wall, sliding down to the floor and burying his head in his hands. Jared quickly ran over and knelt down in front of him.
Because Of Mars1. Because of Mars, I have a familyBecause Of Mars6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
2. Because of Mars, I fell apart but got back up again
3. Because of Mars, I can breath
4. Because of Mars, I can dream
5. Because of Mars, I can think
6. Because of Mars, I have no secrets
7. Because of Mars, I know not to lie
8. Because of Mars, I am going to live my dream
9. Because of Mars, I have a life worth living
10. Because of Mars, I can cry and not feel guilty
11. Because of Mars, I would kill to save a life
12. Because of Mars, I rise up above it and see
13. Because of Mars, I gave up my soul
14. Because of Mars, I'm not saying I'm sorry
15. Because of Mars, I can escape my name
16. Because of Mars, I can start again
17. Because of Mars, We are the victims of ourselfs
18. Because of Mars, We will fight to the death
19. Because of Mars, I believe in nothing but them
20. Because of Mars, I can see
21. Because of Mars, I can love
22. Because of Mars, I can feel
23. Because of Mars, I care
24. Because of Mars, I sing
25. Because of Mars, I ca
Jay - FeverHis eyes burned.Jay - Fever4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
His eyelids felt so, so heavy he felt he wouldn't be able to open his eyes again when he woke up, being able to hear just some steps, and feel something on his forehead, but he still felt too dizzy to make it clear for his mind to tell what was happening around. His lips burned as much as his eyes did, for having slept with his mouth opened to let some air in, since his nose just wouldn't cooperate to let him breathe.
He knew his lips were dry and chapped. He felt really hot, it was like someone had roasted him. He felt he had been in Hell or in a fire for weeks, months or years, he felt he was on fire sometimes. His nose hurt from all the times he had cleaned it, and he was sure it was as red as his cheeks, painted in a crimson tone from how hot he was in the moment.
He felt weak. He could barely move a hand. Even all his strength wouldn't let his arm move up, he could, with all the effort of the world, just move his fingers a bit. He wasn't sure of what happened
Night of the HunterA Motorbike roared past another speed camera, just before it flashed the rider stuck his middle finger at the lens. He knew he was going to go to some sort of prison when he was done with what he had to do, might as well make it a humorous one. He turned another sharp turn through a back alley and when he got to the following road turned a sharp right. He didn't know where he was going but he knew where to start, were he first saw her. He sped down the roads which were lighted by his headlights, turning a couple more sharp turns and finally drove down the road where he saw her, he slowed down preparing to stop but suddenly his lights picked up a solid human shaped object making him stamp on the emergency brakes throwing him of his bike as it skidded sideways across the tarmac followed by himself. When his bruised body finally stopped he got onto his knees to attempt to get up but before he could try a shadow emerged over him. He looked up and saw her; Anger pulsed through his veins asNight of the Hunter4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Just Us EpilogeJust Us Epiloge4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I stayed by Anne throughout her pregnancy with our beautiful baby boy. She was so strong through the critisism and unfamiliar attention that came with being the mother of Michael Jackson's child. I wouldn't let the pressure and stress eat her out like it did for me and my family in the begining.
After nine months Anne was rushed to the hopsital and gave birth to our son, Darrel. She named him after her father and I didn't object. After everything that we had been through, I was somewhat glad she named him after her father.
I walked into the room after Anne gave birth expecting her to be smiling and laughing with our son in her arms; but she wasn't smiling. Her eyes were closed and not an expression dared to show upon her tired face. I begn to rush to her side, but a doctor restrained me. I was sent back to the waiting room, but I was not calm. I figited with my hands and sweated with uneasiness.
After about an hour a doctor came out and told me I could see her. I walked into he room on
Hate to see you like this -Loki Thor-Thor rushed down the long corridor, peering into the branching halls for any sign of what he searched for. His mind still swirling that he had turned his back for such a small time and the Avengers had given his dearest Brother to S.H.I.E.L.D. He breathed heavy, wide eyes as more identical halls swished past him.Hate to see you like this -Loki Thor-4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
He skidded to a halt as he passed one dotted with a few armed guards. Taking a few uncertain steps towards them, he opened his mouth to call out a demand for information, when the door behind the guards opened. More guards poored out followed by the grim figure of Nick Furry pulling on his gloves.
Thor's chest tightened, he knew this was it. He ran towards the door only to be held back by the guards. He grabbed the shoulder of one, lifting him off the ground "You will let me pass," he growled, "Or I shall let myself through." Thor tossed the man to the side and pushed forward. The guards pushed back, taking swings and being scent backwards moments later.
Finally the guards dre
TMNT Mikey x Reader (Various) FlavorsTMNT Mikey x Reader (Various) Flavors3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: I don’t own the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
Author’s Note: Thanks so much for the request! Alright so this is a various Mikey x Reader, inspired from a picture by grassfur101 and a day out with a friend of mine. Sorry if you guys don’t like the flavors in the story or if you do when the ‘reader’ doesn’t, but it’s just the way I wrote it. So I had a friendly ‘debate’ with my friend because he said I’m gross for liking peach, mango and dipping my fries in vanilla ice cream and maple syrup, so my question is, who else is out there that likes to dip their fries in ice cream or if you don’t what is a food most people would say is weird or nasty that you really enjoy? Thanks everyone for reading hope you enjoy!
Mikey x Reader (Various)
: Gelato : (2003)
It was an average day at the lair, w
White Chocolate Coconut Cookies RecipeWhite Chocolate Coconut Cookies Recipe3 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
1 cup butter (stick kind)
1/2 cup sugar
1/2 cup brown sugar
1 teaspoon baking soda
1 teaspoon salt
1 teaspoon vanilla
1 teaspoon honey
1 cup shredded coconut
2 cups flour
1/2 bag of white chocolate chips or chunks
Preheat oven to 375 degrees.
Take the butter and place in a microwave-safe bowl. Heat until soft, or melted.
Add the butter, sugars, eggs, baking soda, salt, honey, and vanilla together in a large mixing bowl. Mix until well blended, perferably with an electric mixer, but a large spoon will also do. Add the coconut. Mix until blended. Then mix in the flour, one cup at a time, until blended. Then add the chocolate.
Spray a cookie sheet with non-stick cooking spray, then add a cereal spoonful of the cookie dough, arranged in 3X4 rows. Place in the oven, and cook for 9-10 minutes. The cookies will be done when their edges turn a golden-brown color. But if you want to play it safe, stick a toothpick into one of the cookies. If it comes out clean, t
Why Writers Should Watch TVWhy Writers Should Watch TV6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Ive heard the argument that writers shouldnt watch TV and movies because that will inundate them with all the cliché plots and characters out there and somehow brainwash them into not being able to create an original story.
Me: *blank stare*
First of all, there is absolutely nothing new under the sun. Therefore, it is impossible to create something totally unique and original no matter how many bad movies you see. Furthermore, the more story lines that enter your brain, the more you realize just how unique or not your own story is.
Most importantly, an original story is not a new story. It is simply taking a common idea and combining it with other common ideas to create a new and fresh sequence of otherwise common ideas.
Think of stories like cookies. All the different types of cookies represent different types of genres and plots. Ingredients like chocolate chips and nuts represent c
7 Suggestions for Crafting your Story's Monster7 Suggestions for Crafting your Story's Monster7 Suggestions for Crafting your Story's Monster9 months ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
Recently, I wrote an article about creating a story villain/antagonist, and focused a lot on how this was different from creating a “monster.” Today, I'm going to talk about monsters, how to create them, and how to use them efficiently. Please note that I am not talking about monsters as a designation of species (like Monsters Inc), but as a literary device.
Suggestion 1: Know how a monster differs from a beast or a villain.
Monsters have their own place in the fiction genre—completely separate from such antagonist forces as “villains” or “beasts”. Unlike a villain, a monster has no shred of humanity in it—even if it once was a human (like Freddy Kreuger). And unlike a beast, a monster is not part of the healthy ecosystem of your world. It is not part of the “circle of life” (even the more predatory parts), but a force of destruction.
Suggestion 2: Your monster should be more pow
TreasureTreasure 5 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
Turtley cute art by: :iconWhitewolf22:
Disclaimer: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles and all related characters belong to Nickelodeon.
Summary: '“We're on a grand adventure, Donnie!” Michelangelo waved his arms around dramatically. "There's treasure to be found."' Chibi turtle drabble around six years old. Could fit into 2k3 or any movieverse. Word count 732.
Michelangelo jiggled in excitement as he gazed around at the wide, open space. He clamped his hands tightly over his mouth, remembering the repeated warnings his father had given to remain silent only minutes before emerging from the sewers for their very first time.
“...pecially important... Michelangelo, are you listening to me?”
Michelangelo jumped and whirled around to face his father with a guilty smile, “Uh... yes Master Splinter?”
Splinter sighed at the questioning reply, “What am I ever to do with you?” he asked, trying to hide his exasperation.
Arcane Treatise 038Coconut and Pumpkin SoupArcane Treatise 0384 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
3 cup fresh, or unsweetened coconut milk
2 cup oversteeped green tea
1 teaspoon honey
2 tablespoon nori, or seaweed flakes
1 teaspoon powdered tumeric
2 tablespoon fresh galangal, minced
1 cup pearl onions, peeled
1 pound raw pumpkin, cut into 1-inch chunks
white pepper to taste
3 tablespoon sesame oil
1 bunch fresh cilantro, shredded
1) Combine coconut milk, tea, white pepper, seaweed flakes, honey, and tumeric in a saucepan over medium heat. Stir thoroughly for 5 minutes, then let simmer over low heat for 10 minutes.
2) In a wok, dry fry galangal over medium heat until fragrant. Add sesame oil and stirfry pearl onions until they soften. Add pumpkin, and stirfry for 2 minutes. Take wok off heat, and add contents to saucepan.
3) Bring saucepan to a boil over high heat, then let simmer at low heat for 15 minutes. Garnish soupbowls with cilantro before serving.
Sabbat Recipes: SamhainSabbat Recipes: Samhain4 years ago in Philosophical More Like This
INCLUDED: Chocolate de Mexicanos | Granny McCoy's Pumpkin Pie | Colcannon | Wassail
Chocolate de Mexicanos
4 1/4 cups milk
4 ounces semi-sweet baking chocolate, melted
5 tablespoons sugar
1/2 teaspoon cinnamon
1/2 teaspoon vanilla
1/8 teaspoon allspice
1 shot tequila
Place all ingredients in a large saucepan and bring to a boil. With a hand-held mixer or traditional molonillo (a wooden beater resembling a honey dipper), beat the mixture until it stops boiling and becomes slightly frothy. Stir in tequila. Serve immediately in mugs garnished with cinnamon sticks.
Granny McCoy's Pumpkin Pie
3 cups cooked pumpkin (canned is fine)
1 1/4 cups evaporated milk
2 1/2 cups granulated sugar
1/2 heaping teaspoon ground nutmeg
1/2 scant teaspoon salt
1/4 rounded teaspoon allspice
1/2 rounded teaspoon cinnamon
4 well-beaten eggs
Preheat oven to 375 degree
Arcane Treatise 227Jade SoupArcane Treatise 2273 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
5 large cucumbers
1 large onion, diced
1/2 pound spinach leaves, chopped
1/2 pound button mushrooms, chopped
5 tablespoons olive oil
8 ribs celery, minced
2 stalks leek, sliced
3 cloves garlic, minced
1 tablespoon soy sauce
1 pound taro, blanched and peeled
4 cups vegetable stock/take dashi
1 cup fresh or unsweetened coconut milk
2 tablespoons passionfruit nectar
white pepper to taste
1) Cut 10 to 15 thin slices from the cucumbers for garnish, and mince the remainder.
2) Heat oil in a wok over medium heat. Once oil is hot but not sizzling, stirfry onion, leeks and garlic until onion turns translucent. Add in remaining vegetables except cucumbers and taro, and pepper to taste. Stirfry until released juices are almost reduced away. Now add stock, and continue stirring until liquid is reduced by half.
3) Add taro and stir over high heat for five minutes. Bring to a boil, then let simmer, covered, for low for 40 minutes.
Hurricane Preview"I'm sorry for your loss."Hurricane Preview4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
This phrase echoed in his head as he stood there helpless. He took another glance at him yet this only lasted for seconds as he turned away, closing his eyes, keeping back the tears. He felt a hand on his shoulder as he turned; he found it was his close friend. His brown eyes met his bloodshot blue as he pulled him into a hug. He did not protest, his weak body just fell into his friend's arms, he dug his head into his friend's shoulder as he found it harder not cry as when every second passed the more he wanted to burst out in tears.
"Jared, don't worry...its normal for someone to cry in this sort of situation."
His friend's voice was calm and when he looked at his their face it showed concern.
"No, I can't..." his voice was shaky as he tried to reply to his friend,
"Because crying won't bring him back."
"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!" he shouted into his face as he also slammed the door in it as well. He discarded his purple tinted sunglasses on his be