How to make Mitarashi dangoHow to make Mitarashi dango4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
200 g of rice flour
200 ml of hot water
100 ml water
2 1/2 tbsp soy sauce
1 tbsp corn starch
1.) Mix the rice flour and water together.
2.) Knead till dough is as tough as your earlobe.
3.) Fill a pan with water and heat up.
4.) Rip off bite sized pieces of the dough and steam them for 25 minutes
5.) Throw the balls into a bowl and mush together with a wetted wooden spoon.
6.) Knead the dough
7.) Roll out dough into a long stick shape.
8.) With a wetted knife, cut bite sized pieces off.
9.) roll the pieces into balls.
10.) wet skewers and apply an even amount of dumplings to each.
11.) pour sauce over dumplings and enjoy.
1.) Mix all the ingredients in a sauce pan.
2.) Simmer till thickened.
3.) Pour over dangos.
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
A Siren's CallA Siren's Call3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Visions of madness shimmer in silvery skies
Horizons of passion drown in timeless beauty
There is a voice so pure that can melt a Sun,
a fragrance so luring that can reap mortal breath
Once thou hath gazed into the eyes of a Siren,
love befalls in a kiss, upon whispers of death
An endless ocean swirls, ethereal waves bewail
the sound of her cry haunts eons of dreams
In the deepest abyss, my soul shall forever sail
For a thousand years, I drifted in her song
lost in restless fever of wanton seas
Gently I reached towards her long silvery hair;
embroidered in tempest of Love's odyssey
Tears of sapphire jewel oceans deep ...
luminous thoughts seeking the nectar of bliss
Among flesh and shadows, I crave evermore
Lips unveiled, blackness approaches
my destiny entombed by the Siren's lore
When the world turns forever still,
only the sound of her fleeting whispers remain,
like echoes of rain, suspended over the sea
Arthur Crow © 2012
Beautiful ContradictionOne of my favorite places to beBeautiful Contradiction4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Is also my worst fear
All the life I see
Is shadowed by the death here
The waves call me
Begging me forward
Into the sea
Only to drag me downward
What a beautiful contradiction
It's hard to tell the difference
Between death and life
Day and night
Sinking to the bottom
It was you, not them
Beauty turns to scars
Can't erase these marks
Save me from what I've done
Save me from the monster I've become
Swallowed by the ocean
I'm calm, I'm calm
My heart is broken
This is how I move on
It's better this way
I'm out of the picture
No longer causing you pain
Thinking of you now
A tear rises to the surface
HeartbreakIt hurts.Heartbreak4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
How can you tell?
You feel that?
A soft happiness coming from the depths of your heart.
Suddenly, a bullet hits.
Shattering glass hearts.
Everything bleeds away.
Now you have nothing.
No life. No hope.
You are alone.
A cold, dark presence forms where the love once was.
The Sore Of A Deaf PoemAnother crumpled sheet thrown on the floor,The Sore Of A Deaf Poem4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Another shout, a thud, because she can't get rid of the sore,
The deaf poem of her broken heart is maybe too degraded,
She's not able to write it down, her soul is jaded,
The phrases of her life are burning on the inside,
A description about the moment when her dreams died,
It's smashing her heart and her tired mind.
From nowhere she hears a sardonic voice,
"- You're not able to hear the words anymore, in fact you never really did,
You have shed some scraps on pages, lies your soul to feed with",
She covered her ears, closed her eyes,
To stop hearing the demonic voice she tries,
"- Shut up!" she yelled again like every day,
It's impossible to escape this abomination that came in her way.
Maybe this is an already lost fight,
A decommissioned road to the healing light,
Her pathetic flounder makes no sense,
She's laying on the floor holding a broken pen.
Torn by the fall from grace,
She will leave behind just a bloody trace,
BabyBaby4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Baby wipe your tears,
let go of all your fears.
Let me take your pain,
and put it in my pocket.
I'll put a lock on it.
You'll never have to see it again.
Let my hold you close,
and wrap my arms around you.
Let me warm you up,
and take away the cold
and put it in my soul.
I'll take away your anger,
Your not a hater baby,
your a lover.
I'll take the hate,
and reform your fate.
I'll put your anger in my fist
and crumble it into bits.
Let me take your sorrow
and throw it away.
You'll never see it again.
Let me kiss you on the lips,
I'll hold your hand,
and put a smile on your face.
Let me color your heart
I'll push away the darkness
and let the light shine through.
I'll walk you out of the shadows
and bring you to the sun.
I'll walk you onto the moist grass
and take you away from the desert.
I can do so much for you.
If you were to give me the chance.
I can love
and love you right.
Let me show you,
you don't have to be lonely,
because I'm right here standing
Here We Go AgainShh, do you hear that,Here We Go Again4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The voice in the back of my head?
You, do you see it,
The shadows at the foot of my bed?
Maybe I'm just different,
In a way that no one can see.
You just don't understand,
What it's like being me.
SoulmatesSoulmatesSoulmates4 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I see her face when my eyes are closed
She lives in my heart and I in hers
My dark-haired beauty, my soulmate
A lifetime of love; given, accepted
Cherished beyond measure
A love so deep it creates its own space
Where none other dare intrude
A love story for the ages
But some stories are never written
Never put to the pen
For others to marvel and sigh over
To shine through the future as beacons
Of the truth of love
She died before we met
These are the great love stories never written
Lives lived out in the sorrow of the soul
Tides of Earth and SkyTides of Earth and Sky3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And the ache of soul carried the torch of dreams into the sky
Upon scent of mortal thirst destiny whispered in myriad
rapture of folding tides..
Lo the mythic shore, where I — a phantasm of love bleeds
into the ether of velvet sky & ocean hymn...
Lost in the wine of omni-dreaming, for our passion tis but
the humble audience of eternity
In jeweled horizons the Goddess feasts; her gaze I cannot flee
I have crossed oceans of time & drank the song of worlds
My spirit forever slain in the beauty of her immortal sea
— Arthur Crow © 2012
BECAUSE OF YOUBECAUSE OF YOU!BECAUSE OF YOU4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wanna dance, jump and sing
spend my whole time just dreaming
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I've got butterflies in my stomach,
and the sun in my heart
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I feel elated, joy drunken, pleased
Bubbling over with happiness anyway
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I wanna hug the whole world
kissing, caress lovingly, holding it in my arms
BECAUSE OF YOU!
Finally i can smile again,
feeling like doing thousand and one things
BECAUSE OF YOU!
I enjoy a new lease of life,
looking ahead, knowing everthing will get fine
BECAUSE OF YOU!
For the courage, the smiling,
the feeling like doing thousand things
the happiness, the fluttering butterflies,
the dancing, jumping and singing
I THANK YOU!
Nordics Chat RoomNorway joined the chatNordics Chat Room3 years ago in Humor More Like This
Denmark joined the chat
Iceland joined the chat
Finland joined the chat
Sweden joined the chat
(Name) joined the chat
Denmark:What do you mean by MORE!
Norway:.....*has some tea on a table*
(Name): I had a another talk with the allies i was like (╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻
Norway found his table flipped
Iceland: Payback for trying to tell me to call you big brother
Norway: Put it back please
Denmark:Let her do it!
Iceland:What he said!
Finland goes to get water BRB
Sweden Follows Finland
(Name): Does Sweden do that finland
(Name): oh ok
Finland: Sweden and me are umm how can i explain
(Name) is going to have tea BRB
Norway: i had tea but i want more!
Iceland Grabs Norway so he would not chase (Name)
Denmark: i think she likes me
Norway: in your dreams denmark!
APH The Greatest Heights 1APH The Greatest HeightsAPH The Greatest Heights 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
By: Stitches from TIC and Classifiedbatman
Pairing: NedDen + Christiania
Rating: PG 13, fluffy, maybe NC17
Part is taken from a drabble I wrote for someone ^^
"Neth... Hej! come on stop twitching damn it!" Denmark said rocking the newly born sleeping baby in his arms.
"H-how?" The Dutchman asked as he shakily grabbed a cigarette from his back pocket and attempted to light it.
"Stop that!" The Dane harshly whispered hitting the cigarette out of Netherlands' hands, "It's bad for the baby! plus, we're in a hospital!"
With a slight huff Netherlands picked up his bud and put it behind his ear, "What else do you want me to do! You gave birth to a fucking baby! you're a man! how the hell does that work?!"
"i already told you!" Denmark said rocking the baby a little more as he felt him become a little restless, "It was England's fault! He did some magic hocus pocus shiznit that involved both of us!"
Not a Cougar! (DenmarkxOlder!Reader pt 2)At 2 there was a knock on your apartment door. You hurried to open it and pulled your boss inside.Not a Cougar! (DenmarkxOlder!Reader pt 2)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"Not nervous about your date or anything are you?" she giggled.
"You have no idea! I was thinking about it, it's been 3 years since I've been on a date and 4 since I've had..."
"All right, I get it, your nervous. So, what are you wearing?" she asked.
"I have no idea! Nancy, you gotta help me! I'm about to start pulling my hair out here!" You said, pulling her into your bedroom.
"Calm down, ___. It's just Mathias. Cute, adorable, hunky, sexiest ass in the office, Mathias." You smirked.
"You're not helping." You glared. Again, she giggled.
"Sorry. All right, what were you thinking of wearing?" She asked, sitting on her bed.
"Hey mom, can I take this movie with me?" Your daughter asked as she entered your room.
"Hey, Alexis." Nancy smiled.
"Nancy!" she smiled and ran to give the woman a hug.
"Wow! Look how big you've gotten! What are you, like 18 now?" she smiled.
"No, I'm still
SMIH IntroSMIH Intro3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Seven Minutes In Heaven Intro!
"America, I don't want to go to your party."
"Oh come on!" He whined. "I invited everyone!"
I stopped short. "In that case I'm really not going. You know that some of the countries scare me!"
"Don't worry babe! I'll protect you cuz I"M THE HERO!"
I rolled my eyes, but realized that I wasn't gonna be able to sway him. "Fine." I muttered.
~~~Time Skip brought to you by FaceSpace! For when you want to push your problems at someone else who doesn't care!!!~~~
"This is getting BORING!" America had barely even let everyone get there before complaining. "WHO WANTS TO PLAY A GAME?!?!?" The room went completely silent. Even Sealand shut up. "I'll take that as a yes! Alright! We're gonna play seven minutes in heaven, so when the hat gets to you put something of your's in!" America passed around a hat and other countries, totally confused, did what he asked. "Okay! Now, when someone pulls your item from the hat you two get in my closet together-"
Netherlands X Reader: Why I'm still sane (Part 1)(Much, much earlier…)Netherlands X Reader: Why I'm still sane (Part 1)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
The final bell of the day. Students storming out of the school building. Possibilities crossing their paths.
(e/c) eyes scanned the campus. Right now, there was a variety of options: One, go out of the school grounds, revealling yet another path of possibilites…
Or, if you were one of those people, there was her, the school's gossip centre. (Name) was this school's silent, invisible observer, she knew things one wouldn't even think of, mainly because she was unnoticed. If any information on anyone in this school was needed, be it even the most unknown person, she would know it.
Of course, everything had its price.
But as it seemed, nobody wanted any info today, so (Name) let her eyes wander to option three. Abel Morgans, the school's drug dealer. The Dutch guy always wore a scowl, but (Name) knew better. His eyes said something completely different. She could see his little sister, how gentle he was with her, she could see every little detail of his life. T
Netherlands X Reader: Why I'm still sane (Part 2)"Where do you think you're goin', Morgans?" (Name) said, stumping out her cigarette on the school's concrete wall. Ash black was smeared on pale, boring grey.Netherlands X Reader: Why I'm still sane (Part 2)3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"This is your buisiness why…?" Abel simply replied, proceeding to unlock his bicycle. (Name) threw up her hands. "Be like that, Princess."
The Dutch merely growled. "Belle forgot her keys. I have to pick her up." The girl across from him smirked. "Fine then. What I know is that you're writing an exam in about ten minutes. Let me drive."
"Abel, you want to have that fucking gradution certificate by the end of the year? Then move your Dutch arse back in there and let me get her. I'll just miss a normal period of maths."
"You're crazy." He said, digging inside his pockets and tossing her the keys. "It's the square one. Stop by her school first."
(Name) grinned. "Good luck with your exam."
Like all the other school's in the city, Belle's school reminded (Name) somewhat of a prison. St
Do Not CryDo not stand at my grave and weep:Do Not Cry5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
I am not there. I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow.
I am the softly fallen snow;
I am the gentle showers of rain.
I am the field of ripening grain.
I am in the morning hush,
I am in the grateful rush
Of beautiful birds in circling flight.
I am the starshine of the night.
I am in the flowers that bloom.
I am in a quiet room.
I am in the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.
Turkey x Reader ~Layers After Layers~~Layers After Layers~Turkey x Reader ~Layers After Layers~3 years ago in Romance More Like This
Sugar, sugar, sugar. It was sweet—too sweet. It was an insane amount. What was worse was that the misleading color of the drink didn't prepare you for the intense amount of sugar kick you had received upon taking only your first sip.
"What d'ya think?" your Turkish friend asked with a wide smile on his face. Though he often wore a mask, it wasn't hard for you to tell that he was really anticipating an answer of praise. Heracles would have thought otherwise.
"It's…" you grimaced trying to force the best natural smile you could. "It's great. It's really sweet. I'm...surprised…"
"Ha ha ha!" Sadık laughed. "I knew it was good! Everything I make is good!"
You rolled your eyes and helped yourself to some pure black coffee that hadn't been touched by Sadık. He wasn't lying when he said that everything he cooked was good; the guy knew how to make the most delicious dolma and kebabs you'd ever tried, but when it came to sweets, he never held back in adding
Snowball Fight Finland X ReaderSnowball Fight Finland X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
You woke earlier than usual one morning to find your home was completely snowed in. The snow must be up to your knees outside at least. Snow was a rare occurrence where you lived, so needless to say you were rather excited. You quickly dressed in the warmest clothes you owned and tried to get outside. The amount of snow outside your door made it impossible to open. "Dang it." You ran over to your window, forced it open and jumped out into the freezing snow. Though you wanted to play in the snow, you knew the most important thing was clearing a path to your door. You quickly began shoveling away at the snow.
"Hello there "_____", are you enjoying the snow? Finland ran through the snow and tackled you into a hug. "I love the snow, it's so Christmasy."
You hugged him back. "I love the snow, I rarely get to see it you know."
Finland dropped back into the snow and started to make a snow angel. "You know what we should do? We should have a snowball fight, y
What Hetalia Characters would do in Marching BandI've been thinking about doing this for a while so ive decided to do this now a list of hetalia characters and what they would play in a marching bandWhat Hetalia Characters would do in Marching Band3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
America - Trumpet (because hes loud and obnoxious just like the trumpet 'by the way not hatein on the trumpets because i play one ' and so he could be my freind )
Spain - Trumpet (seems like a very spanish instrument don't it)
Denmark - Trumpet (again loud and obnoxious lol ;D )
Austria - Mellophone
England - Alto Saxaphone
Romano - Alto Sax
Finland - Alto Saxaphone
Japan - Tenor Sax
Sweden - Tenor Sax (because hes stalking Finland )
Norway - Flute
China - Flute
Italy - Flute
Sealand - Flute
Prussia - Flute (because thats what Old Fritz played)
France - Piccalo
Seychelles - Piccalo (just like her papa )
Russia - Tuba
Canada - Mallets/pit
Lithuania - Mallets/Pit
Latvia - Mallets/Pit
Iceland - Mallets/Pit
Liechtenstein - Mallets/Pit
Estonia - Clarinet
Greece - Clarinet
Hungary - Drummajor (because shes awesome and sounds like s
Found on the Streets [Mama!Belarus x Child!Reader]Nothing you do for a child is ever wastedFound on the Streets [Mama!Belarus x Child!Reader]3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Belarus was walking quickly through the streets of her country wanting to get home as soon as possible for it was getting late, she was quite tired, and it was beginning of a harsh winter. Today had been rough for her; she had gotten pushed away by Russia again. She hated the fact that Russia never realizes that she's lonely and broken.
'Stupid Russia' she thought. 'No' she mentally scolded herself 'I can't just call Brother Russia stupid, he can't know what I don't tell him. I just wish things could be like they used to when we were little and Mama  was still here .'
Letting a few tears fall down her usually doll-like face, she paused for a moment to pull out a handkerchief from her jacket pocket, and wipe the tears away before resuming walking home.
While walking past a strip mall, she noticed what appeared to be a homeless person wrapped up in a blanket a few stores ahead
Sighing to herself, she thought 'Oh, great a bum who's going t
Writing Love on the Walls Iceland X ReaderWriting Love on the Walls Iceland X Reader3 years ago in Romance More Like This
It was Friday evening and you and Iceland had planned to go out just like you always did. That wouldn't be happening this Friday. It was storming so bad you'd already lost power and had to start up your backup generator. To go out in weather like this would be more than idiotic. That being said, you and Iceland decided you would still have a date night, just indoors. You searched through your closets and cabinets for something different to do. You didn't just want to play a board game or watch TV, you did that all that time. You came across a ceramic mug set, all you needed to do was paint them. This could work.
"What about this Iceland?" You held it up for him to see.
He nodded happily. "Fine by me, don't be expecting any great work of art though." Iceland placed an old sheet over your table to protect it from any paint that might spill. He took a mug and a brush and began painting. "This is harder than it looks." Every time he'd paint something, he'd