#White Forest Cake

[theessentialshandbook]

// White Forest Cake

[greatestbakery]

Why To Buy White Forest Elite Birthday Cake?

A White Forest cake is adapted from the famous Black Forest. Read on to learn why to buy White Forest Elite birthday cake.

[dorebyletao]

Indulge in Decadence with Triple Chocolat - Dore by Letao

Experience the ultimate chocolate indulgence with Triple Chocolat from Dore by Letao. This exquisite dessert combines layers of rich, velvety chocolate flavors that will tantalize your taste buds. Made with the finest ingredients and expert craftsmanship, Triple Chocolat is a true delight for chocolate lovers. Order now and treat yourself to an unforgettable chocolate experience with Dore by Letao.

[m00nb04rd5]

Can I have a moodboard for Black Forest Cake from Food Fantasy?

Black Forest Cake (Food Fantasy)

[k4i-ztimz]

🥀🖤🥀

🖤🌑🖤

🥀🖤🥀

Shadow bonnie stimboard for @thefranticfreakshow!

OMG IM SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG I HAD TO SMUCH TO DO FIRNFKF

[sweetheartchibisoffical]

How do you prefer your black forest cake?

《 Are you the type who enjoys a freshly baked Cake, where the chocolate is melted and the sweetness is peaked-

Or do you prefer a nice chilled slice of Cake with a warm cup of coffee?

Either way, No matter how you eat it- Cake is Cake! 》

-----

Other places to find us:

♡Instagram♡ | ♡TikTok♡ | ♡Kofi♡

[ben-the-hyena]

Trying to get myself out of my art block one way or another (little hot dog based on TsaoShin's art and style on DeviantArt it's so cute). Results in the wait

[seasalt-dreams-edits]

Stimboard with themes of winter and oreo themed desserts

For anon

 X  |  X  |  X

 X  |  X  |  X

 X  |  X  |  X

[fullcravings]

White Forest Cake

[mammascake]

Vanilla cake preparation

Ingredients

1 cup white sugar

1 tablespoon baking powder

1 tablespoon vanilla extract

2 pinches salt

3 eggs

¾ cup milk

¾ cup vegetable oil

Preparation

At first Preheat the oven to 350 degrees . Then Grease a 9-inch cake tin with cooking spray and line with parchment paper. After mix flour, sugar, baking powder, vanilla extract, and salt together in a large bowl. Add eggs, milk, and vegetable oil mix by hand or beat with an electric mixer on low speed until smooth. more flour if batter is too runny. Pour into the prepared pan. Bake in the preheated oven until a toothpick inserted into the centre of the cake comes out clean, about 1 hour.

In final analysis cool on a wire rack for 5 minutes. At last Run a table knife around the edges to loosen. Invert cake carefully onto a cooling rack. Let cool completely. Therefore variety models and different flavour of cakes available in this shop. For more information visit our website http://www.mammascakes.rf.gd

[achu-1974]

"White Forest Cakes for Weddings: Stunning Dessert Ideas for Your Big Day"

[beingjellybeans]

Sweet Christmas celebrations with Red Ribbon's Holiday Cakes

Sweet Christmas celebrations with Red Ribbon’s Holiday Cakes

Christmas is nearly here and with it comes all sorts of happy celebrations. From the office potluck, barkada get-togethers and family gatherings, parties give people the opportunity to come together to catch up and toast to the past year’s happenings. No celebration will be considered complete without a show-stopping cake that will serve as dessert and the sweet punctuation to the…

[dorebyletao]

Ruby Pistachio Birtday Cake | Chocolate Genoise & Crunchy Pistachio Mousse - DORE by LeTAO

Discover the exquisite taste of our Ruby Pistachio at Dore by Letao. Indulge in the perfect blend of rich ruby chocolate and premium pistachios, creating a delightful treat for your senses. Order now and experience pure indulgence like never before.

[gothicminxx]

Sylus x Fem! Reader

CW: Mention of injury and blood, yandere Sylus, slight cameo from Xavier, no use of Y/N, Sylus calls you doll.

In honor of Sylus being released I couldn’t help but write about his man. Kicking my feet, giggling, and blushing.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*

He patiently stood on a janky roof with rotting wood. The stench of mold wafting in his nostrils and the pouring rain only amplified the unpleasant aroma. Thick evergreen trees concealed his looming figure, a perfect spot to watch through the eyes of his raven that perched on its own tree a few miles west. Calmly the bird observes a figure that has since piqued his interest in every lifetime. A peculiar soul that has only ever belonged to you. Though a rare and delicate rose like yourself intrigued three others. Tragically, you were not his alone.

Unbeknownst to you, he watched you often through various objects. A curious raven or strange crimson robotic eye in the sky— those times he had gotten careless, you caught him on occasion, not that you knew what the object was. He could not help it, you simply intrigued him. The vain of his existence being in every lifetime you would interest him. Such a pity.

Shamelessly his raven watched as you stood deep in the forest. Your jeans were dirty from mud splattering on the material, your leather boots were caked with a mixture of mud and grass, and your clothes clung to your body— soaked to the bone in pouring rain. But the weather conditions appeared to have little effect on you as you continued to run through the muddy terrain. Your eyes stared intently at your hunters watch, Sylus could only assume you were after a wanderer, “What a persistent little thing.” He chuckled to himself.

You were stubborn and oftentimes a bit too arrogant for your own good, especially when it came to combat. You refused to follow orders, going into the forest alone in search of a wanderer far out of your caliber. But your partner was nowhere to be found— you were never the type to wait around. Even if the task at hand was presented as dangerous, in the name of justice you sought to protect. “Such arrogance.” Sylus hummed, observing as you puffed your chest, and bared your teeth like some sort of wild animal to a wanderer triple your size.

Besides being arrogant, Sylus would also describe you as being reckless. When your adrenaline levels were high you barely thought with a coherent brain. This got you into trouble more than not.

With an overconfident stride you lunged forward with your sword, slicing the wanderer enough to earn a shrill shriek of pain and fury. A cocky smirk appears on your features as your sword is struck in its skin, piercing at its flesh. The wanderer growls in response, clearly growing agitated with the injuries it sustains from the blade of your sword. You were a fierce warrior, Sylus would commend you for that. But he knew the rating class of the wanderer in battle with you currently.

The wounds on the wanderer began to heal, its anger towards you palpable, and yet you refused to surrender as you raised your sword once more. Before you could strike, its massive foot made contact with your body, a yelp escaped your lips as its claws penetrated the flesh of your thigh. Within seconds the wanderer flung you in the air causing you to crash against a tree. You gasped for air as oxygen was deprived from your lungs, eyes wide in fear, and a hand reaching out as if to claw at the tree— practically begging for a savior.

Sylus prepared himself to intervene— this had gone too far. But when his crow squawked, he halted from rushing to the scene. A flash of pure radiant white light caught his attention. The beam was blinding that it almost resembled the welcoming embrace of an angel— utterly captivating.

Flashes of colors from the rainbow soon intertwined with the white beam creating a beautiful show of light. Sylus could hear the wanderer screeching a haunting melody within the wall of colors, meeting its demise, he could only assume.

Seconds passed and the noise dissipated into the unknown, alongside the glittering rays of color. The crow titled its head curiously to a tuft of white fluffy hair kneeled beside your body, concern evident on his face.

He wore a classic hunters uniform. Perhaps he was the missing partner that got you into this predicament. His azure eyes studied his surroundings for a moment to assess any present danger. When he found none, he tended to you. He carefully aided you back on your feet, holding your chin in his gloved hand to examine your face, “Are you okay?” His gentle voice asked.

Still bewildered from the previous battle you blinked a couple of times, slowly nodding your head as if processing his question. There was an aura of familiarity between the both of you. You allowed him to touch your skin to check for further injury. He was tender with you, as if you were a fragile porcelain doll that could break if touched wrong. Sylus could only grimace at the interaction, balling a scornful fist. The man was one of the three, Sylus knew this to be fact, he’d seen an exchange with the two of you before. Though, this one was much different than the last time. He no longer appeared to be a stranger to you.

The milky haired man frowned, placing a wet strand of hair behind your ear. The gesture felt over protective and affectionate, “It’s too dangerous for you to be out here alone.”

Sylus took note of the sparkle in your eye when you looked at him, the demure smile that flashed across your lips at his concern, and slight nuzzle against his palm. He was as important to you, as you were for him. There was a twinge of jealousy that tightened his chest, he should be the one touching your skin. He had to remind himself that the time would soon come. Sylus meticulously crafted a plan to insert himself into your life.

“You never showed, I couldn’t just wait.” You shrugged nonchalantly, it was almost comical to Sylus. You were near death’s doorstep for a moment, and acted as though it was merely another day in the office.

“I was trying to assess the danger myself,” The man sighed, “You could have been killed.”

“I’m okay, Xavier.”

It was evident you were far from okay. Traces of blood scattered your cheek due to small scratches from the tree. There were lacerations on your thigh from the wanderers' sharp claws, deep crimson blood now stained your damp pants. Xavier scowled, “You’re bleeding.”

Before you could retort, Xavier picked you up, “Let’s get you somewhere warm and cleaned up.”

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺

Sylus sat on a plush leather couch, his fingers tapping impatiently on his lap. The time is finally here, the lamb has entered the lion's den. Naively you drank his offering even if you were warned of possible dangers— your ego was still intact. Your persistence to find answers was admirable to him, but in the end it would come with a price.

A knock rang on the cherry wooden door before opening, “The prey has been caught, sir.” His assistant informed with a bow.

He smirked, finishing off his whiskey, and sauntering toward your location. The black liquid you drank earlier, was spiked with sleeping pills to make it easier for them to capture you. He couldn’t take any risks, you were a fighter afterall.

Sylus reached a large metal door with two of his men guarding the entrance. They gave him a nod as the door opened. He walked inside, noticing your body sat on an uncomfortable metal chair, your hands and legs were bound to it. You appeared to be groggy as your eyes wandered around the room— clearly confused by your new surroundings. “Ah, you’re awake.” Sylus stated.

His baritone voice caught your attention as your body stiffened the closer he got to you. Sylus could sense the immediate tension, your jaw clenching not going unnoticed by him, “Who are you?” You asked, your voice going up an octave as if you were preparing to shout at him.

He walked circles around you, practically sizing you up. In this moment you looked like a helpless little doll, which was different compared to the fierce and reckless warrior he knew you as. “Sylus.” He responded simply.

Sylus kneeled in front of you, his crimson eyes studying your every feature. You were much more beautiful than he anticipated, he was used to seeing you from afar that this level of proximity made his heart hammer in his chest. He understood the decades of intrigue from the three others and his own. A true enchantress that drove him mad with obsession. “Why am I here?” You snarled.

Your tone made him chuckle, “As I asked before, will you become the hunter or the hunted?” He tapped against the chair, “Seems you were hunted.”

“Are you some sort of pervert?” Your voice is full of contempt.

He shook his head, “No, nothing of the sort. You see, when you enter the N109 zone, there are no rules. We made a deal, you should have listened to your friend when he told you to tread carefully.”

Sylus stood on his feet, checking his watch to appear bored of the conversation. But you fascinated him, more than you could possibly understand. Currently as you sat captured there was an aura of defiance. A man as intimidating as himself did not shake you with trepidation; it was almost— thrilling.

For a moment your eyes widened in realization of your earlier conversation with Rafayel and the drink you accepted, “I only care about receiving intel.” You scoffed.

He placed a slender finger under your chin and tilted your head up to meet his scarlet eyes. A shiver ran up your spine, the sound of your breath catching in your throat made him lean in. “You’ll receive your intel in due time.” Sylus whispered, “But you’ll play by my rules, doll.”

Now that Sylus finally obtained you again, he’d make sure it was forever. He was never good with farewell’s, this time it would be different.

·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:· ·:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*:··:*¨༺ ♱✮♱ ༻¨*

[angellilou-art]

Dire Omens ✨🐁

Random trivias about Crowley :

-They driving a white vintage Rolls Royce Phantom II with a gold snake instead of the RR logo

-David Bowie super fan (and the car too)

-70/80's fashion are 90% of their closet

-Favorite shows are The Office and Desperate Housewives

-Sparkles. More sparkles. Everywhere.

-Angels don't dance but rumors says Crowley invented the Voguing when they used to participate at Drag Queen shows some decades ago

-They're not "bad". Just... Doing what is right (or look right) for them.

-They switched his old angel name for Crowley because "it's cool"

After the starshine, the goth boyfriend 🐁

Random trivias about Azirats :

-Azirats has a big big collection of Edgard Allan Poe's books. Some signed by the author

-He likes quiet and rainy days and watching the storm with a cuppa

-Stuck in the last century

-He's an eternal romantic and adores flowers. He often dry them to create bookmarks

-His favorite cake is Black Forest

-Terribly afraid by snakes