#bon appetit-

[mumblesplash]

i say if you’re gonna have the mysterious entities speak in rhyme you might as well commit (EDIT: part 2!)

(posting an unprecedented Part 1 of At Least 3 bc i actually have the entire script and most of the storyboarding for this done already)

[portalmonsterrr]

My dear Jiaoqiu...

[themaymoth]

the Evil King's daily routine💕🪞💘

✨yaaaayy another fairytale au, another day of Yin Yu dealing with his masters crush on the prince✨

[shirmirart]

The Notebook x FirstPrince

[lolitanora]

[densewentz]

and i thought 'Jealousy, but make it stupid'

[mikarons]

yeah i like them a normal amount (mentally deranged)

[sirfetchd]

the top comments on this are BRUTAL. not a single person agrees with this decision

for context: they're leaving youtube to switch to their own platform... where the content is locked behind a paywall.

[kimtaegis]

JIMIN ↳ 'MUSE' Jacket Shoot Sketch

[martiniluvr]

18+ minors dni

a lil bit of a long drabble but I’ve been consumed by visions of sparring w jason so…ur welcome.

★・・・★・・・★・・・★

you grunt with effort as you hurl your fist towards jason todd, yelling in exasperation when he easily blocks your punch with his forearm. “you’re not driving hard enough,” he barks, obstructing your other hand with the same manoeuvre. “still not paying attention, are you?” you glare at him and lunge again, aiming for his side, and you manage to land a decent hit this time. he grunts softly, but shakes his head.

“rookie mistake,” he huffs, glancing down with a smirk. “you just sacrificed your footing.” he sweeps his leg between yours and knocks you to the mat, instantly pinning you under his body with his muscular legs. “see, if this was the real world,” he pants, his face hovering inches above yours, “you’d be dead now, ma.” your chest heaves and sweat beads along your hairline as you squirm beneath him, your arms flailing as you try to wrestle yourself free. jason lets out a chuckle as his eyes drift down to your breasts spilling out over your sports bra. “don’t hurt yourself,” he teases.

you huff angrily and try to shove his arm, widening your eyes as he loses balance, if only for a second; not wasting a moment, you roll out from under him and use the momentum to launch yourself onto your knees, before dropping back on top of jason and pinning him using the same position he had used on you mere seconds before. you grin at his puzzled expression as you press your forearm to his chest. “do you yield?” you ask, raking your eyes over the y-shaped scar down his exposed abdomen.

“you cheated,” he says, knitting his brows; still, you notice a smile tugging at his lips. you reach down to move a strand of white hair that’s stuck to his sweaty forehead, smiling at him. “no rules in a street fight, jay,” you laugh. “just admit you lost.” you absently shift over jason’s pelvis, sending a flash of heat up his abdomen. “come on, jay. let me have this!”

his green eyes glimmer as you speak, and he slowly works to free one of his arms while you gloat. “no rules, huh?” he muses, trying to keep you distracted. “alright, ma. let’s do this your way.” you barely have time to question what he means before his arm flies out from under your legs and knocks you flat onto the mat. you gasp as you feel jason’s heavy body resting on your back, biting your lip when his hips rock against your ass. you feel his hardening cock pushing into you, which sends warmth pooling in your lower belly.

“what’s wrong, ma?” he breathes against your ear, tracing one of his hands down your back and over the curve of your ass until he’s between your legs. his fingers press against your clothed clit, and you breathe shakily as he rubs slow circles over your leggings. “y’said no rules, right?” you don’t answer, too preoccupied with biting back a moan as jason works your legs apart with his knee so he can grind his length against you.

“wanted me to let you win,” he tuts, using one hand to tug your fitted leggings over the flesh of your ass and down your thighs. “c’mon, princess, you know I’m a sore loser.” you whine as he tugs your panties to the side and runs his fingers from your clit to your entrance. a deep chuckle rumbles behind you as he feels how wet you are, and you feel him shift as he aligns himself at your pussy. you moan desperately when he glides the head of his cock between your folds, pressing your belly further into the mat in an attempt to feel him.

“yield,” jason whispers in your ear, guiding his length to your tight cunt but never giving you what you need. “c’mon, ma. just admit you lost and I can help you, hm?” you can practically hear the smug grin on his face, but even though you’re probably just as sore a loser as he is, there’s only one thing you want more than a win right now.

“fuck, jay,” you whine, bucking your hips back up against him, “I yield, okay? you win. please, just—please.” he laughs behind you and places his hands on your waist, turning you onto your back so you can face him. he takes in your lust-blown pupils and pliant, sweat-beaded body with a grin. not so tough now, are you, princess?

“that wasn’t so hard, was it?” he smirks, pulling your leggings off completely and discarding them behind you, before bringing his fingers back down to your clit. a moan escapes you as he aligns himself at your aching cunt, sinking into you agonisingly slow as his fingers dig into your delicate skin. he swears under his breath as you squeeze around him, feeling your walls drawing him in hungrily. “fuck, ma,” he groans, leaning back to watch you take him. a hazy smile spreads over his lips as you arch your spine off the mat beneath you. “not a bad consolation prize, huh, baby?”

[orphetoon]

what if we were card game protagonists,,, and we got to be a little evil,,, as a treat

[toyastales]

Steak Dinner 🥩

[theacecouple]

Happy Ace Week! We've got our cake and we're ready to dig in!

Learn more about the history and significance of cake in the Asexual community in Courtney's article for Bon Appetit!

[starkspi]

[foodshowxyz]

Crispy Chicken Tenders with Béchamel Sauce

Ingredients:

Chicken Tenders:

1 pound chicken tenders

1 cup all-purpose flour

2 eggs, beaten

1 cup breadcrumbs or panko

1 teaspoon garlic powder

1 teaspoon paprika

Salt and pepper to taste

Oil for frying

Seasoned French Fries:

2 large russet potatoes, cut into fries

1 tablespoon olive oil

1/2 teaspoon garlic powder

1/2 teaspoon paprika

Salt and pepper to taste

Béchamel Sauce:

2 tablespoons unsalted butter

2 tablespoons all-purpose flour

1 cup milk

Salt and pepper to taste

A pinch of nutmeg (optional)

Instructions:

Prepare the Chicken Tenders:

In one bowl, place the flour seasoned with garlic powder, paprika, salt, and pepper.

In a second bowl, have the beaten eggs.

In a third bowl, have the breadcrumbs.

Dredge each chicken tender first in the flour, then dip in the egg, and finally coat with breadcrumbs.

Heat oil in a large frying pan over medium heat and fry the chicken tenders until golden brown and cooked through, about 4-5 minutes per side. Drain on paper towels.

Bake the French Fries:

Preheat your oven to 425��F (220°C).

Toss the cut fries with olive oil, garlic powder, paprika, salt, and pepper.

Spread out the fries in a single layer on a baking sheet lined with parchment paper.

Bake for 25-30 minutes or until crispy, flipping halfway through.

Make the Béchamel Sauce:

In a saucepan, melt the butter over medium heat.

Stir in the flour and cook for about 2 minutes until the mixture is pale yellow and bubbly.

Gradually whisk in the milk, and continue to cook, whisking constantly until the sauce thickens, about 5-7 minutes.

Season with salt, pepper, and nutmeg (if using). Cook for an additional minute and remove from heat.

Serve:

Arrange the chicken tenders and French fries on a plate.

Drizzle the béchamel sauce generously over the chicken tenders.

Optionally, garnish with parsley and ground black pepper.

[chrissiewatts]

@rwrbsource & @rwrbmovie’s rwrb appreciation month bingo: favourite scene