#cumin your eye

[popculturealchemy]

tldr ; to feel fine. be nice breath . feeling fine

[ramonathinks]

your dad always mentioning his best friend — you’re always hearing stories about him yet he’s never around. you only ever seen the back of his head in photos, and honestly you can barely even remember his name.

so when you’re back from university during the summer and your dad says in passing that his best friend is finally coming down to see him, you don’t think to much of it. just finally glad you’re able to meet the man who your dad is always raving about.

but being back home and away from school, you finally feel a bit more free. you invite a few friends out to a local club, waiting to look cute and just get some drinks.

you weren’t expecting a handsome stranger to be so taken with you. he buys you a drink, he offers you a dance, you can feel just how hard he is against your backside but he doesn’t care. “i want to be a gentleman and not fuck you in the bathroom…” as he speaks the dress you’re wearing is pulled up your hips, the club dimly lit and you can only feel his strong hands trailing up and down your thighs. “but i can hardly hold on any longer. you’re such a beautiful woman, you know that?”

“so i must ask if i can take you to where im saying tonight?” his fingers circle around your panty clothed clit and you squirm, nodding.

the hotel he stays at is only a block away, the walk is almost unbearable with his hot gaze and his hand on the small of your back.

a good look under the bedroom light and you get even wetter, his older handsome face under your dress when he sits you on the bed.

he’s sloppy with it. wetness coating your thighs as he slurps up the wetness you let out. he plays with your clit using his mouth to suck and lick trails up, drawing circles all over. muttering: “sticky little thing.” you try not to squirm to move but you reach down to tug at his hair as he shakes his hand to get more of your juices to coat his face. your thighs shake but he stops: “want you cumin’ on my cock, got that pretty?”

his cock splits you open, you arch your back and move back, he just laughs: “you can take it, cmon.” and even whispers more dirty things in your ear: “cmon baby, this pussy is weeping, don’t you want her to stop crying?”

you stay up all night as he makes you take him over and over again until he can fit himself all the way in. the long drags of his thick cock overwhelming you, your toes curl and when a tear falls from your eyes he makes sure to lick it up, you can’t believe this man is so filthy.

when the morning time comes you hear him on the phone, muttering or rather trying to be a gentleman to let you sleep in. he leaves you a bit of money with a note saying not to think of it as anything, he owes you for making you stay up all night.

you don’t expect to see him again. especially at home, hugging your dear old dad. you don’t expect him to look at you with the same amount as want and need as last night as you shake his hand.

even when breakfast is over, he helps you wash the dishes, saying he wants to get to know you better or so he tells your dad — his best friend. but instead he’s talking to you: “what are we going to do, hm? we can’t tell him, your dad would kill me.”

“my dad would kill both of us. you’re his best friend—”

“and you’re his precious daughter.” his eyes darken as he looks you over, even with you just wearing a tee shirt and jeans he still was packing a hard on. “he can forgive you, he won’t forgive me. im the adult here.”

“im twenty three, im an adult!” you try to argue.

“half my age, i shouldn’t have been been so careless.” he mutters, thinking to himself. “reckless. let’s just make that a one time thing, okay? look at me.”

your body burns in embarrassment as you look up at him, biting your lip and twirling your hair. you liked the way he looked at you, soft warming and inviting eyes.

he says it’s a one time thing until he’s putting his number in your phone. he says it’s a one time thing until he’s fucking you a few times before he leaves. he says it’s a one time thing until he’s taking you on dinners. he says it’s a one time thing even when he’s three months deep into the summer.

he says it’s a one time thing the entirety of his stay and when you’re back on campus, getting ready to sign a lease to a lonely apartment. you realize it’s not a one time thing when he’s pulling up and quickly telling the landlords nevermind for you and he’s giving you keys to a shared place.

“just don’t tell your dad, okay?” he winks.

SHIU KONG, TOJI, MIGUEL, GHOST, KÖNIG

BANNERS BY @/cafekitsune

[ningvory]

omg! congrats on 2k sweetheart🩷🩷🩷 i’ve been a silent reader since february and decided to get outta the comfort zone and req🤭 so ive been thinking about nonidol gp minjeongie with a tit fixation?? like just imagine it’s late at night n ur both in the bed nd ur half sleep n suddenly she’s pouncin’ on u, telling u that she can make u cum with only sum tit suckin🤭🤭🤭

⋆. 𐙚 ˚ 679 words • 2k event

a/n: anon can i kiss you? your mind is so MMMF this is so minjeong you can’t tell me minjeongie doesn’t love tit suckin!!

CW: non idol au, soft dom winter, tit suckin, sort of cumming untouched, uhh not proofread

it was 11:52 pm when the episode you and your girlfriend, minjeong were watching finally went off. you were cuddled up next to her, eyes becoming more and more droopy as the ending credits began rolling.

you two do this every friday night and you can usually stay awake but your shift at work today was just so undeniably long that your body was craving sleep.

you were almost fully in dreamland, eyes closing before your back was swiftly pinned to the mattress, immediately startling you and forcing your eyes to open in panic, only to hear minjeong’s raspy voice calming you down.

“s‘okay baby, ‘jus me.” she cups your face before kissing your soft lips gently, making you sigh into her mouth, turning this into a make-out session.

your tongues dace with eachother, fighting for dominance until minjeong’s quickly overpowered yours. you normally would’ve put up more of a fight but in your tired state of mind, you let her win. she immediately put her hand on your neck softly squeezing it, pulling a soft moan from you that went straight to her cock.

she pulled away from you, a string of spit connecting you to before it snapped. you let out a whine from the lost of contact, looking up at the older trying to bring her lips back to yours before she softly swats your hands away and brings her hands to your clothes tits.

“gonna have you moaning and cumin’ from just playing with your tits,” she whispers to you, helping you take off your pink tank top.

your tits jiggle at the contact and your nipples harden under the cool air of your shared bedroom. her hands began to squeeze and fondle with your warm tits. you squirm and whine under her soft touch; her colder hands felt too good as she continued to play with them. she laid down on top of your limp body, finally latching her mouth onto your soft tits.

while her mouth was busy sucking and swirling around your left nipple, her hands softly flick and pinch the other. occasionally biting your tit to bring more stimulation to you.

she’s got you whining and moaning under her quickly, your legs rub against eachother, the wetness of your cunt starts to get unbearable. your right hand is tangled in her brown locs while your left hand tugs on the bedsheet tightly. you arch your back and push her head even more closer to your tit, nonverbally telling her to suck harder.

“fuck! so good!” you cry out, feeling her now suck on your right tit and fondle with the left. you felt so good but so empty, your legs once again rub against eachother, desperate for friction to give your needy drooling pussy some attention. your drooling cunt clenching down on nothing, “p-please jeongie—‘wan your cock!” you beg her but she simply ignores you, attention more focused on your plush tits. you should’ve known your pleads would be ignored. your girlfriend is obsessed with your tits and won’t pass up any opportunity to have them in her mouth.

your body began shaking, feeling that long awaited high approach your body, your noises became louder and whiner. minjeong knew your body like the back of her hand and began sucking harder and squeezing your nipple, sending electric down to your needy pussy.

“jeongie!! c-cummi—” your body finished your sentence for you, your body forms a perfect arch and your eyes roll to the back of your head, seeing stars while a loud whiny moan rips from your chest. minjeong let’s out a groan from your cute noises before swirling her tongue around your spit covered tit, making your body twitch under her.

you come down from you high heavily breathing. before you could calm yourself she’s pulling down your sleep shorts and your cum filled panties, chuckling at how much you came.

she comes back up to your face, kissing your face before bringing her lips to your right ear.

“pretty baby, it’s time for me to fuck your pretty pussy, right?”

[chxrry-lv]

원빈 - Needy - - — -> P.WB

Synopsis -> You felt needy for your bf’s cock.

Paring -> Bf!Wonbin x Fem!Reader

Warning -> cum, sex, bxg, sex without a condom [ Oopsies ], kissing, hickys, cuddling, name calling, daddy kink.

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You felt your boyfriend, Wonbin, pounding into your tight little cunt as you moaned out his name, enjoying the pleasure and slight bit of pain he was giving you.

“Hmm fuck.. you’re so needy today huh?” He held your waist with a tight grip, “So fucking needy for daddy’s big cock huh?” He whispered into your right ear.

You had your eyes closed and mouth gapped open, “hunnn, hmm yes~!” you whimpered.

“Yeah? You like that..?” He grunted, “..You like they way my..” He thrusted into you, “..huge cock stretches you out?”

He waited for your response, but all you could do was whimper and whine as Wonbin had brain fucked you. “I’m waiting princess..” he slowed down his pace looking you in the eye.

“You know I don’t like waiting baby..” he muttered as he moved down to your neck, his hips slowly rolling into yours, “I’m needing a response from you my love..”

When he slowed down you whined, “I-I.. love i-it..” you managed to say.

"Don't you like being all marked by me? Look at you, everyone will know you're mine." He continued to mark your neck leaving hickys and bruises all over your neck.

“Good girl..” He sped up his pace, causing you to slowly close your eyes as your body shivered, indicating that you’ve released your cum all over his cock.

Which caused you to clench around him, moaning his name, “Wonie oh fuck wonbin!..” you let out a breathy moan.

When your boyfriend felt you clench around him, he quickly pulled out and cumin on your thighs. Letting out a whimper in doing so, “Fuck princess..”

He slowly spreading it on your thigh with his tip, chucking, “hmm so pretty..”

He leaned down and kissed you on your lips for a short make out session before getting up and getting some wipes. “Lets clean you up..”

The rest of you guys evening was more of cuddles, light pecks and teasing.

©chxrry-lv

[scaredyspooks]

“Guten morgen, Schatz.” A sleepy König ducks into the kitchen, stretching his arms high above his head and just managing to avoid hitting the ceiling.

“Morning, love.” You greet him with a tired smile, holding out a cinnamon topped coffee for him, which he accepts with a grateful groan, though when he goes to take a sip he almost chokes, spluttering and placing the mug aside on the counter.

“What’s wrong?!” You panic, worried he might be sick.

His gaze falls on the collection of ingredients beside the kettle, and he rolls his eyes. The brown-orange powder that you’d topped his drink with was, in fact, cumin.

“Right, where are your glasses?!”

(My eyesight’s been getting worse and I’ve made this mistake more times than I’d like to admit, and I thought this would be funny)

[hoejosatoru]

Hi! Could you write Suo with a super shy reader? What I'm thinking is that the reader is super shy in bed and she can't bring herself to open her eyes or to have the initiative. But one day she gets carried away and she actually moans Suo's name- like what would Suo's reaction be? (I'm going feral omg).

Thank you °❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

Ooh Suo would lowkey be so into this. He would see it like a challenge. Like he wouldn't push you in the sense of wanting to make you feel uncomfortable, but he wants to feel so fucking good you literally cannot stop yourself from letting it out.

NSFW of Suo making you moan for the first time under the cut (overstim, squirting, reader being shy)

"Taking me so good today, pretty," Suo cooed at you as his cock slid in and out of you. You whimpered in response, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Suo spent the better part of an hour eating your pussy and you were near unbearably sensitive from cumin multiple times. "Feels good, huh? When I fuck you like this?"

You nodded, the softest little yes slipping past your lips. Had you not been so close to Suo, he wouldn't have heard it. He loved the sound of your voice, weak and fucked out. Your shyness was enduring to him, sweet. Speaking even a single word was progress, as you'd been mostly quiet during your hook ups. It was enough to really motivate Suo.

Suo rolled his hips faster, his cock deliciously sliding in and out of you. You could feel his fat tip hitting your g-spot every time, making you hiccup. Your cunt was wet and sloppy from having cum on his tongue already. The sound of it made you blush a deep pink, which Suo found oh so sexy. "Sound like you're loving this, baby," Suo smirked.

"Mmph," you whimpered, hands covering your face. Suo gripped your wrists in one hand, pulling them away from you.

"Can't hide from me, pretty," he smiled, but there was no mistaking the desire in his eyes. He wanted to see you fall apart and wouldn't be denied it. His free hand went down to your clit, swirling the aching bud. Your inner thighs began to shake, your back arched. The sensation building in you was greater than anything you felt before. It was pleasurable, but there was a strange pressure to it.

Suo sensed you were close and doubled down, picking up the speed of his ministrations.

"Suo - oh!" you cried out as your body fell over the edge. The pleasure was white-hot as your release drenched your boyfriend's lower half.

"Oh fuck y/n," Suo groaned, his cock throbbing at your pretty little fucked out voice saying his name. He's normally more gentle after you've cum, but his body went into auto pilot. He fucked you harder, getting himself wetter with your release with every thrust. It was a mess and he couldn't care less.

"Suo," you moaned again, your body shaking. Suo could normally last a lot longer, but he couldn't hold back with you saying his name like that. His hips twitched as he spilled inside you, a low groan escaping him.

Suo kissed up your neck. "Sounds so pretty when you say my name like that. Gonna make you do that all the time."

[katsskzverse]

Chan was still at his office, the time now was 2:30am and you were waiting. You were madly. horny for him, waiting and waiting you decided to go to the company.

The security let you in and you went to the 7th floor headed to his office. When you reached for the door you knocked twice ''come in!'' Chan yelled, you opened the door and looked it behind you, ''hey baby why are you awake?'' he questioned but you rushed to kiss his big lips ''Channie I need you'' you told him and continued making out with him. You felt his lips forming a smirk as he whined between your lips ''please'' you didn't know what you were begging for but he loved it

As he made you sit on the couch behind you he started to take his clothes off ''such a dirty girl huh? Distracting me from my works just because she's hungry for cock.'' he took off your sweatpants slowly ''please hurry!'' you begged ''uh uh don't give orders now'' he warned you. After his teasing, you already naked he started kissing you from your make down to your lower stomach ''is this what you imagined?''the paused ''me eating your pretty cunt and fucking you till you're crying?'' he asked you while staring in your eyes, ''yes, yes please Channie give it to me'' you where overwhelmed with his teasing to the point of crying.

He dove into your pussy, making g out with it, eating it like a hungry man, tasting every inch of it, the only thing heard was your moans and his groans against your core. At this point you were already cumming, grabbing his hair to bring him closer even if that was impossible. ''Channie I'm cumming!!!'' you moaned ''cum'' he simply said, you didn't need to be told again cumin like you've never had before.

''You're so nice you know that?'' he asked ''following my orders like a good girl'' he kissed your lips ''let me reward you'' you watched him as his cock rubbed against your foldes to your hole, with a big stretch he was in both of you moaning like animals. He interlinked your hands and started kissing your neck, biting it, leaving hickeys. Both of you were lost in pleasure, your nails digging his back leaving marks that are mostly will be bleeding from this pace Chan had. It didn't take you long enough until you both reached your orgasms ''f-fuck baby I'm cumming'' he groaned in your ear, you couldn't even reply from this pleasure, drooling all over yourself, mascara running and your sweaty body begging for a realise. With a final thrust both of you were finished.

Chan hugged you waiting for your breaths to clam until he spoke '' I love you'' you smiled ''I love you more'' you kissed him ''nah'' he giggled ''lets clean you up shall we?'' he smiled

[anticapitalistclown]

can I request Vin and Jake nsfw with overstimulation? 🤤

omg yess <3

Vin Jin and Jake nsfw scenario, overstimulation

warnings: p in v, overstimulation, masturbation, reader is older in the Jake part (use of noona), nsfw and those things, mdni

Vin Jin

He was so mean, so obsessed with you. The way you bit your lips, how your tears fell from your eyes, your choked moans and strong breathing everything about you is just so precious, it makes him lose all of his sanity.

"c'mon baby, gimme another one" he grunted on your ear, his fat cock deep inside you, on top of that, his hand was slapping your clit, making your spread legs twitch with every slap, your walls were squishing him, he could cum just by how you felt wrapped around his dick "fuck you squeezing me so good baby" your back was pressed against the mattress, his lips kissed your forehead "c'mon cum baby" this time his fingers stopped slapping your clit just to rub it, you left a heavy moan and your eyes rolled back, he loved that expression so much "that's it pretty, you're close" you made a choked moan, tears falling "I'm cumin' Vin!" he proudly smiled at you, watching you cum again "fuck, that's my girl" the feeling of your pussy spasming around his shaft turned him crazy.

He gave you the nastiest and messiest kiss bullying his tongue into you until you ran out of breath, his teeth biting your lower lip and kissing it, his hands then brushing your hair out of your face "I know you can handle another round, don't worry, I'll be gentle" such a liar, you were about to cum again from the previous overstimulation and just by looking at him, you knew he for sure won't be gentle "pussy so soaked it's a mess" and who was the culprit? not that you could complain, the thrusting of his hips were melting your brains.

Before he could turn to ravage you, he took a minute for the both of you to take a breath, his hands never leaving your waist and his fingers still buried on your skin, he curved his back a bit letting his head fall backwards a movement that made his sweaty toned abdomen more accentuated, adding his heavy breathing that gave you a wonderful view, on the other side, Vin couldn't take his eyes off his your pussy, giving your clit a spank that made your legs and walls immediately twitch "oh? what was that? *slap* heh, she's getting messier *slap*" you whined at the sharp feeling "gentle" your voice made the slaps stop "my bad" his thumb rubbed your cheek.

You couldn't make any more complaint that he already pushed himself deep with a harsh thrust "fuuuck" he moaned, your pussy walls tried to push him out trying to save you from passing out from the overstimulation yet that just helped to make him more worked up "that's it babe" he grunted "such a magic pussy", your legs wrapped around his hips, your heels digging in his back making him bury deeper inside of you, both of you moaning at the feeling of his tip kissing your cervix "s'deep" you moaned, and your walls spasmed making him chuckle "fuck it is" his thrusts continued, fucking you through your orgasm making you scream "a last one babe, gimme another" he was fucking your brains out, you could only babble and cry, his hand pressed on your stomach, his rhythm then more sloppy and desperate, he was at his limit "I'm gonna cum soon" he warned, "c'mon cum with me, I know you can do it" you left a whimper as response getting him know you were about to cum again "atta girl" he pressed you down, his grunts were lower and more desperate he kissed you again trying to suppress the sounds he left, fucking you hard until you both reached your high again, he passed out on top of you, careful to not crush you, this time your boyfriend finally stopped.

Jake

"c'moon noona don't be mean" Jake bit his lip and left his head fall on the backrest of your sofa, you chuckled and winked at him, your hand travelled all the way up and down on his shaft "ooh but who was teasing who all day?" you reminded him about how he teased you all day to get into your pants, he was horny so you just gave him a lesson.

You were seated next to him wearing only your underwear, your lips kissing his neck and your thumb teasing his sensitive tip, his dick was twitching at any single touch you made after making him cum twice, Jake tilted his head to your direction "love, didn't you already had your fun?" you looked at him "all this afternoon you've been focusing only on me" he moved closer to you, his lips brushing your ear giving you shivers "and neglecting yourself" his fingers travelled all the way down to your panties feeling a wet patch on the fabric "see?" Jake grabbed your leg and placed it on top of his leaving you splayed, his hand massaged your inner thigh all the way into your panties sliding two fingers inside your wet cunt "feels good, huh?" he whispered, and you nodded biting your lips, suppressing a moan making your man chuckle, not that you would give him much more to laugh, you stroked his dick making his abdomen contract "feels good, huh?" you teased making him moan "love be gentle please" his fingers curved inside your cunt while his palm rubbed your clit "aaah Jake keep going" your thumb rubbed that exact vein you knew would make him cum, the twitching of his dick giving you a victory smile mixed with a pleasure grimace from the scissoring of his fingers inside you "can't hold it anymore" Jake grunted and tossed you on the sofa rutting his tip on your entrance like a mad man pleading on your ear with kisses to let him fuck you "please noona *kiss* please *kiss* let me put it in *kiss* please" before you could give him the permission his fingers moved your panties to the side and his tip bullied your entrance.

Jake grabbed your waist and slowly buried himself inside of you, the feeling of your walls helped to make him cum at the instant. Your boyfriend stayed still, watching how you both were connected, you thought it was over and tried to think words about how it was fine for him to cum this fast, you maybe overstimulated him too much, yet before you could speak the look on his face made you shut up, Jake was pussy drunk "again" his desperate voice matched with the twitching of his dick inside of you.

You were caged under him, his face was buried in your neck and his arms hugged your waist, his hips were moving in a desperate rhythm inside of you, the stretching of his dick making you cum "another" he whined, before you could process you already came his thrusting increased without showing any intention of stopping, his teeth bit your shoulder the pain making you moan and clench your walls around him "ngh noona again, do it again" he kissed your lips while his hands grabbed your ass lifting it with ease and helping him to get even deeper inside of you if possible "J-Jake slow down" you whined, and he squeezed your ass "can't" your walls contracted again trying to push his dick out "s'tight" your nails clawed at his shoulder making him groan "m'cumming Jake" Jake nodded at your whimpering, his lips kissing the tears that were falling from your eyes "make a mess on me" Jake kissed your lips as you both came hard.

Jake rested his forehead on yours, his hands were massaging your hips, and you smiled at him "please tell me you're done" you prayed making him giggle "well, I think I'll need some rest to get hard again" his hands played with your bra "maybe if you show me your tiddies..." you slapped the scratch you left on his shoulder making him hiss "understood".

[throwmethroughawindow]

you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around Sanji’s waist while he was washing dishes, pressing your face against his shirt and breathing in the citrusy smell of lime with a hint of basil and a little bit of an earthy spice… cumin maybe? All you knew was that he smelled good and that’s all that matters

“Hello my love,” Sanjis voice was like warm honey, sending your heart into a frenzy as you pressed closer while pepper kisses along his back “Are you okay? Anything I can do for you?”

“Mmm,” you pondered a bit squeezing his waist tighter as he spun around to face you, drying his hands on a dish towel with a raised eyebrow “I could go for about… 2 kisses right now”

before you could even think about what you said, his warm lips had enveloped yours; the taste of smoke and something sweet… pomegranate on them. Sanji’s hands tossed the dish towel to the side so he could place on hand on your waist pulling you closer so he could continue to press kisses on your lips as his other hand slid down to cup your ass.

letting out a squeak of surprise at his bold move, you pull away from his flurry of kisses (much to Sanji’s protest) as you gave him a stern look.

“I love you SO much-“

“I love you so much more Angel. My heart bleeds for you and I would give you anything in this world to make you happy.” He pressed another kiss to your forehead as you let out a huff but can’t help smiling.

“I love you too Sweet Boy, but I do have to bring up something.” You furrow your eyebrows as he looks at you like you hung all the stars and planets in the solar system.

“Anything!” his eyes looked like crescent moons from how big he was smiling

“Did you eat my chocolate pomegranate candies?”

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Wrote this for my fav @terarria-sunflower 🩷 love u sm and I love you and Sanji together🥹🥹🥹🥹🩷🩷🩷

[ferritins]

SHOW ME (LITTLE BIT OF SPINE) | J. TODD

SUMMARY: You keep putting your back to Jason. He keeps wondering why. Eventually, things boil over.

NOTES: if you’re looking back at my ghost fic, reading this, and going “…hm. Marley I am putting some things together about you” no you are not! [lying]

title from Fall Out Boy’s Dance Dance because I am a cringe elder GenZ and former scene kid 🙂‍↕️🤘🏽

WARNINGS: canon-typical violence, resolved romantic tension, UST.

Despite the hissing, seething rage sitting green and molten under Jason’s skin, you are completely unafraid of him.

It’s not that awareness of his capacity for violence escapes you, exactly; rather, it is the fact he reins it in so tightly and meters it out so meticulously that sets you at ease.

The Jason who rends flesh from bone and tears viscerae from by bodies with nothing but a K-Bar and the impetus to obliterate is the one who haunts the abuser, the exploiter, the predator.

The Jason who haunts your kitchen is the same boy you grew up with, who is in turn both stroppy and sensitive, cuts your expensive sharp cheddar at stupid angles and takes a spoon of jam in his black tea.

He has only ever been physical in protection of you, and never, ever to you.

You have been scared for him, but never of him; put simply, Jason is the safest pair of hands you know, the keenest pair of eyes to have watching your back.

Which is why you’re completely bemuses by Jason being so entirely thrown by your willingness to put your back to him, to make yourself vulnerable.

It first comes up one evening in late January, when you’re making saag paneer to chase off the creeping chill; Jason is at your side (back-seat cooking, as is his habit).

After five minutes of his nitpicking, you roll your eyes, holding a sauce-coated spoon out.

“Less bitching, more taste-testing.” You sing-song, tone deliberately cloying.

Jason scowls, but takes the spoon.

“Definitely more cumin, maybe a little more garam masala and like… half a tablespoon more tomato purée.” He says a moment later, around his mouthful of sauce.

“Ooh, precision! Steady on, Marco Pierre-White.” You tease, turning to your spice rack.

When you turn back, there’s a look of poleaxed disbelief on Jason’s face.

You raise an eyebrow, questioning; Jason mutters something under his breath, shakes his head.

The oddity of the moment is quite forgotten five minutes later, when Jason starts being unbearable about the way you’re stirring the curry.

And then, it keeps happening.

You notice it a month later in the supermarket, when you spin on your heel mid-conversation to take advantage of the half-price Guylian chocolates; again, when you sprint to the kitchen as Jason, ah, redecorates your living room carpet whilst you hunt through your cupboard for your first aid kit.

Once you start noticing it, you can’t stop noticing it. Jason, hyper-observant as he is, picks up on your observations, though he can’t seem to place what exactly it is you’re observing.

A strange sort of tension starts to brew between the two of you.

The simmer starts slow, only really beginning to bubble in the subtext of your relationship as winter slips into spring.

By the time spring slips into summer, every interaction is underwritten with it; you feel like you’re sat atop a powder keg, waiting for it to blow.

The inevitable argument comes on a sweltering July evening.

You’re working late, the window to your tenth floor apartment open to try and combat the humidity rising from tarmac streets and concrete high-rises as you peck disinterestedly at your laptop’s keyboard.

You don’t even notice Jason until you catch a glint of red chrome in your laptop screen.

Your heart leaps into your throat for a moment; your momentary fear allayed when you turn your chair just enough to see Jason stood behind you, hair mussed from his helmet.

“Hi, Jay!” You chirp. “Pozole is still on the stove, if you’re hungry. Help yourself.”

With that, you spin your chair back around and return to the task at hand, trying to get your quarterly report finished.

Jason remains standing at your shoulder. You can the space between your shoulders itch under his stare. After ten minutes, the trapped-rabbit feeling of being watched gets too distracting.

You spin your office chair around to face Jason fully.

“Is…something wrong?” You venture.

“You’re not scared of me.” Jason states, voice low and intent.

“…I’m scared that you might be dripping hepatitis onto my carpet, because this sounds a lot like the kind of thing you say when you’re busy losing the better part of your circulating blood volume.” You squint. “Do I need to get the first aid kit?”

“No.” Jason says.

“Okay…”

Your wheedling tone earns you nothing. Slowly, you spin your seat back to face your computer.

From behind you, Japan makes a frustrated noise. Rolling your eyes, you shoot him a look over your shoulder.

“Not a mind reader, Jay.”

“You keep putting your back to me.” Jason snaps. “You shouldn’t. It’s stupid.”

You turn your seat again, regarding him with a look of pure disbelief.

“You’re an adult man with access to all my streaming subscriptions. You can find entertainment—“

“It’s like you don’t have any survival skills whatsoever!” Jason snaps. “I’ve literally killed people!”

Thoroughly confused and very much fed up with Jason’s irascible distemper, you huff.

“Yes, Jason, you’re very scary.” You say with a patient tone that tips right into condescension, spinning back round to your computer. “I have a quarterly report due on Tuesday, so if we could hold off on the homicidal affirmations for a bit, that would be great.”

Your seat whirls with enough velocity that you feel a touch dizzy; Jason is stood close enough to you that your knees brush, the unexpected proximity making you start backward momentarily and bang your rolling chair back into your desk.

“Why aren’t you afraid? Why are you so insistent on trusting me when you know what I’m capable of?”

“Because you’re not dangerous to me, moron!” You shout. “Because we grew up together! Because I’ve seen you cry, and made you laugh! Because we fight about how you cut my stupid cheese! Because I love you, damn it!”

The words seem to ricochet around your living room, bouncing off walls and amplifying in gravity.

Jason looks punched out, caught somewhere between agony and euphoria.

“What?” His voice is a whisper, a low, desperate thing.

The wounded devotion in his eyes is too much to take; you bury your face in your hands, the repetition of “I love you.” half lost in your palms.

Large, warm hands wrap around your wrists, pull your hands away from your face with a gentleness like you’re made of fine bone china.

You catch a brief glimpse of Jason’s eyes, the faintest rim of seafoam iris around the black saucer of pupil, and then he’s kissing you.

The press of his lips against yours is an epiphany; the revelation of something divine.

“Love you.” You sigh in the space between close-lipped kisses.

The repetition of your confession flicks a switch in Jason; he half-snarls, one hand coming up to cradle the back of your head, keeping you pressed against his lips.

The next kiss trips out of sweetness and directly into hunger; Jason licks at the seam of your mouth until your lips open on a gasp. The kiss deepens; your senses are overwhelmed by the press of his tongue velvet-hot against yours, the way he catches your bottom lip between his incisors.

His free hand skates up your shirt, smoothing over your ribcage; his fingers dimple the soft give of your side over your fifth rib, skirting the edge of impropriety.

You but collapse against him in response, fingers curling creases into his shirt.

Time passes like treacle through a sieve; by the time that you and Jason part, your lips are spit-slick and bruised puffy, and your computer screen has long since powered off.

“Be mine.” He pants against your neck. “I can’t do casual, not with you. Honey, I need you to say you’ll be mine.”

“I’ve been yours for years, Jay.” You reply, shuddering at the press of his lips to the thin skin over your carotid. “I’ve always been yours.”

“Gonna ruin you for anyone else, sweetheart.” He vows into your skin. “No getting rid of me now.”

[muldermuse]

brat taming butcher buuuut you come without permission👀

hes overstimming the FUCK outta you

it always feel so good when he’s got you on your back with your feet propped up against his ears. his dick is soooo deep in you, his trimmed base grinding perfectly against your clit and his thrusts are slamming into your g spot

YOU DIDNT MEAN TO CUM- he’s been teasing you all night, whispering dirty things into your ear at dinner (like asking if you’re going to be a good girl for daddy when you’re home GOD I NEED HIM PLEASE DELIVER HIM TO ME)

SO!!! your orgasm hit you out of nowhere, legs trembling, eyes rolling back and nails digging into his ass to push him deeper in you. you babble out an apology “‘m sorry daddy, i didn’t mean to cum” all bleary eyed

“s’alright darlin’” his hand is pressed to your neck and he gives you a crazed grin, “you’re gonna keep cumin’ until daddy says you’re finished- alrigh’?”

[l0ubalu]

What your favorite sanders sides ship says about you in my opinion

I got this idea from @sandersontheside

Logince: Your favorite episode is why do we get out of bed in the morning and you question that too. You’re a fan of those red and blue haired character anime ships, and let’s not mention how much you love enemies to lovers. I feel like you like spaghetti with a shit ton of Parmesan, and sprite or Pepsi.

Logicality: You like sweet, wholesome ships the most and have probably either written a fan fiction about, read a fan fiction, or have thought about them baking cookies together. Also for some reason I feel like you like John Mulaney

Analogical: You like angst, not a crazy amount but you like to dip your ankles in it. Speaking of dip you probably either really like ranch or bbq sauce. And your favorite squishmallow is the bat one.

Loceit: You’re either the most chaotic person I will ever meet or you’re scarily chill about everything. You like it when all sense of right and wrong leave the room and just pure chaos despite how chaotically chill Logan and Janus are. You’ve definitely committed arson, and you’re a fan of tin cans and rainbows.

Intrulogical: You’re special, with love. I bet you watch doctor who while deepthroating packets of fun dip, sweet tarts, and/or hot tamales, I don’t have much else to say (I like this ship btw)

Royality: Opposites attract isn’t a thing that even registers in your brain, and despite what I want to think you’re probably the friend who corrupts the brains of your innocent friends and tells them about god knows what. If that’s not the case though you are the innocent friend who has surrounded themselves with not very innocent people. You like pasta with cumin. You also really like blueberries, soy sauce, and bluey.

Prinxiety: You’re correct. You prefer Ryan Gosling over Ryan Reynolds and you hate honeydew. You also probably have social anxiety.

Roceit: You like longer slow burn fanfictions and not just one shots, that along with enemies to lovers and a lot of tension. You’re definitely a maximalist when it comes to your room and you love rupauls drag race.

Moxiety: You’re a really sweet introvert and you like romance movies with happy endings. You probably like Mac Demarco and Arctic Monkeys and you like the scent of vanilla.

Moceit: (Kiss me) You really like stuffed animals and just fuzzy things in general. You’re a dog person but you like more cuddly cat-like dogs. You also like tomato soup.

Intruality: You’re super chaotic but super sweet, probably an Enfp or Entp. You like pickles and skunks and peanut butter cookies and cars 2.

Anxceit: You’re favorite social media is tumblr and you miss MySpace. You love hoodies and sweaters, your favorite season is winter, and you really like old artwork. You’re also really good at makeup, especially eye makeup

Dukexiety: You’re probably super all over the place and your rooms a mess but you know where everything is. You also really like snake plants and spiders

Dukeceit: You love the whole “He’s an idiot, but that’s my idiot” thing about this ship. If you have a roku it’s not set to the default theme and you probably like 90s-00s hiphop and you despise when your bed has crumbs in it.

Remrom: …

[breelandwalker]

Dead Man's Dust

Intent: For preventing spirits from following you home.

Ingredients:

1 pt Chili Pepper (any type)

1 pt Salt

1 pt Basil

1 pt Garlic Powder

1⁄2 pt Dill

1⁄2 pt Lemon Peel

Optional: Add a pinch of Curry or Cumin for extra oomph.

Note: Powdered versions of most herbs are available online. I recommend Starwest Botanicals and Penn Herbs for quality products at reasonable prices. Also, if you can get your hands on a good electric spice grinder, you can make your own powder from dried herb products. If you don't have premade powdered herbs, grind each ingredient separately to produce fine powder. Sieve the material through the mesh strainer into the collection dish; this removes the larger unground pieces and gives you cleaner powdered herb. (Pro-Tip: Putting a funnel under the mesh strainer reduces lost material and makes collection much easier.)

Combine the component powders in the collection dish, mix well, and bottle immediately. Label with the name, date, and ingredients for future reference.

This powder performs one of the functions of Banishing Powder, but with special attention to warding off pesky ghosts. After visiting historical or haunted locations, or any time you feel spooked while walking home, sprinkle a palmful of powder on the ground and scrape your feet on it (as if you were wiping off dirt) to keep anything ghostly from following you home. Take three steps backward and spit toward the powder, then continue on your way.

For extra protection, toss a pinch of Banishing Powder, Threshold Powder, or Black Salt over your doorstep when you get home.

Note: For safety's sake, make sure you never cast this powder into the wind and wash your hands after use. Leftover particles on your skin can cause pain and irritation if they come into contact with your eyes or breathing passages.

-adapted from Pestlework: A Book of Magical Powders & Oils, (c) 2017 by Bree NicGarran

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[gamblersdoll]

PUT MY NAME ON IT, NOW IT DESIGNER 4

cw: pure smut, maybe heavy for some, fluff at the end.

“hak–!” you yelped, feeling the sting on your ass.

currently, you laid across his lap, naked and your ass bare. it was pretty red, almost bruised and practically hot. and it was in the same spot you were in. even though hakari was sitting back, practically manspreading, he had a wide lap.

“count the number or ill restart.” he threatened, rubbing your poor abused ass cheeks. you were given 25 slaps… and only on ten. that fucker knows he has thick and heavy hands.

“ten…” you said, how pitiful.

another slap, had you biting your lip and whimpering. “eleven!” you yelped again, feeling him rubbing his hand on your cheeks, giving you some form of relief. “baby please!”

“baby please.” he mocked back, slapping your ass again. “cmon babydoll, keep up.” he said, mockingly.

“twelve!!” you whined, squirming and kicking your feet slightly. only causing hakari to grow annoyed and yank you back, dragging his thick fingers up and down your puffy and soaked slit, exhaling as he felt his cock finally get a little thicker, too.

“fuck , mama…” he whispered in your ear, adding another digit to rub your slit. “pussy is practically droolin for me, huh?” he said tauntingly.

“is too much.. spanking too much..” you said, feeling and knowing that you have to wear loose clothes now, because your ass would be raw.

hakari flipped you on his lap, holding you while he kissed your cheeks stained with sweat and tears while rubbing circles on your puffy clit. it made your hips buck against his fingers.

“poor baby needing her pussy finger fucked, huh? how do you ask?” he said, making you look at him. he plunged a finger into your precious pussy, feeling how warm and juicy you were, you really hadnt had any action in a year? fuck he could tell why you always acted out, that bitch boy boyfriend couldnt put it on you.

“please..” you said, only able to muster that. how pathetic, because you were just talking big girl shit a couple minutes ago, what happened to that? you never knew. all you did know was that your was was raw and tingling , and hakari is like a personal oven at four hundred degrees right now.

“ill let it slide.” and he curled his fingers, only moving the tips of his fingers like he beckons your g spot to come to him. “so what are we gunna stop doin now..?” he whispered in your ear, feeling his body heat get even hotter.

“fuckfuckfuckfu-“ you said repeatedly, eyes threatening to roll back but only snapping back to hakari when he speaks. “not to- oh shit..– not to talk back– ha fuck!” you moaned out, legs trying to close back together until hakari separates them. he was always so big and strong, he just made you feel weak with him.

“yeah, baby. was talking all big and bad, and now look at you.” he said, with a hint of sass and rolling his eyes. he kisses on your neck, sucking so slightly and his fingers were vicious, faster than they were before. he felt something familiar , like he knew it was his fever coming hard, those fevers as if he was going to land a huge loan and win even bigger.

“i cumin! i cumin—!” you chanted, holding onto his beefy arm, hiding your face in it, trying to close your legs but for no avail, just to have hakari slam them open—

JACKPOT!

you came with a cry, body convulsing and the arch of your back could make him feral, feeling your walls spasm on his fingers as he rubbed your clit in circles and sucked on your neglected tits. you finally caught your breath after some cooing and praises from him, along the lines of “good fuckin girls” or “thats my girl, thats it.”

you tried to close your legs, until he slotted himself between you as you lay on your back.

“uh uh, i ain done with this pussy yet.” he said, freeing his cock and him hissing at the cool air. he rubbed your hips, to at least ease your body before he fucked you. your body was so fuckin pretty, he just doesn’t understand how you havent been touched in a year.

he kisses your plump lips, biting so softly and low growls coming from him. he kisses your neck, down to your collarbone, to your chest and your mounds.. your stomach, and your little tummy where your poor uterus was. he puts his forehead against yours, as he slides the fat of his cock in.

holy fuck did you not forget that.

you both had a small moan, remembering when you both were younger and fucked on the daily, at most three to four times a day. he wasnt even in all the way.

“pussy remembers who fucks it the best, already clamping down on my cock and im barely all the way in.” he snickered , looking down at you. “you wan me to show you where it is, mama?” you nodded.

“okay babydoll, this right here…” he slightly pulls his hips back, and slams it back into you, watching you throw your head back and moan so loud. “is your cervix.” he says, thrusting slower and moans a bit, trying to not get too crazy with it since he basically had to take your virginity back. “fuck you feel too good..” he whines.

“fuckohmygoddaddy–“ you whimper, gripping his shoulder with your nails and biting your lip, barely able to keep your thighs apart. you feel hakari kiss on your neck, groaning whenever he thrusts faster and hits that gummy spot. “oh shit..!”

“there you go.. take all that dick im givin you..” he said, moving your attention back to him. he looks you in your eyes as he thrusts, trying to maintain eye contact. only for him to fail and roll his eyes back. “huuuuuhhh fuck!” he groans out, pressing his forehead against yours and have some combination of thrusting and grinding together, drawing a whine from you.

“kin!—“ you moan out, coming on his cock, rolling your eyes back as your toes curl. the convulsions of your pretty pussy pushes hakari more to his climax, his hips thrusting into you faster with vigorous motion and him growing desperate was apparent.

“fucken fuck!” he shouts, pulling out and jerking himself until he feels his seed spurt out on your tummy, a little on your breasts, and just barely your chin.

you were barely conscious at this point, only just regaining consciousness and feeling a warm rag on your soft tummy, causing you to flinch.

“relax.. its just me ma.” he says, cleaning your body and wiping your pussy down ever so gently. youre so glad you taught him how to wipe you. “imma get you some clothes and im gunna take you to get some food.” he says, already half dressed.

you nod, getting a sip of your now room temperature water and sipping it. “ can we also go to wally world?” and both of you start grinning.

“oh shit!” you whisper, running into aisle h after you were just in l. walmart was your wally world, and you both always act a damn fool.

“y/n!” hakari laughs, trying his best to hold it in and holding you. “oh youre a fuckin moron.” he laughs, kissing your forehead several times. both of you being in the toy slash athletic department, looking at whatever to play when you made it back to your apartment.

you pick up a random toy, looks electronic and it somehow turns on, startling you and you throw it back and it makes a loud “CLANK!” hakari bursts into a laughing fit, as you walk away, pretending you dont know what just happened. hakari comes up behind you, hugging you from behind as he towers over you and kisses you.

“get off!” you say, because hes a giant and youre little, and hes heavy. you giggle, holding him back.

“not in a million years, babydoll.” he says, using his finger to tilt your head up and kiss you. “lets get some banquet and call it a night?” he says, raising an eyebrow. you know exactly what hes talkng about, causing you to swat at him.

“fuckin up my day!” you say, mocking that one tiktok sound and you both made it home by at least eleven fourteen at night, crashing on the couch.

hope you guys enjoyed this one… i opened up a can of worms.

[hishumanbelle]

Deborah was in her room in her bed. The air was heavy because she was in heat. Her breathing came out painfully and in fits and starts. She kept touching herself. She rubbed her clitoris and fucked herself with two fingers in her pussy. She also helped herself with a vibrator, but nothing seemed to satisfy her. She came copiously, but nothing was able to make her have a real orgasm. She needed a partner, a night of sex. Her suffering continued to drag on and she began to cry and scream, tired of all that physical and mental pain. It was then that Alastor knocked on her door, and entered without waiting for an answer. "My dear, what's wrong? I miss you", his eyes fell on her. Alastor was worried, she had been locked in her room for several days without being seen. Her musky, wet earthy scent reached Alastor's nostrils, and he immediately understood. "Are you in heat, my sweet doe?", his tone possessive and seductive. "Please, get out. I'm... I'm so sick. I can't be your company right now", she replied exasperated. "Oh, but mon cher... I can help you", he said, moving closer to her. With one hand, he reached for her entrance between her legs, and slipped a finger in, then another. "You're wet, mmm", he pulled his fingers out and licked them one by one. "You're so delicious", he grinned sinisterly again. "Alastor, please... I'm in pain. Get out", "why should you continue alone when you can use me?", he said, his erection swelling his pants, rubbing against her skin. "I understand your suffering. Let's make a deal: I'll help you every time you're in heat, as long as you do the same to me", "Fine", she said, reaching out her hand to seal the deal, "nuh-huh, I want to seal it in another way", he replied, bringing his face closer to her and kissing her deep with his tongue. Alastor had become hungry for her. He placed his hands on her knees and opened her legs, positioning himself in the middle and starting to lick her pussy on the surface, while with two fingers he fucked her. With his tongue he entered until he reached her g-spot, and continued to fuck her. "Ah- Alastor, I need to come", she said crying. Alastor realized that her pain had been going on for several days and he didn't want to make her suffer any longer. He got on top of her, unzipping his pants. "I'm putting inside", he said softly. She put her arms around his neck, while she was panting and crying. "My ovaries, they hurt so bad", she sobbed. "I know, my love, I know. But don't worry, now I'll fill you up and you'll feel better", "do you have a condom? I don't want to risk it", "no, no condoms. Your womb will be filled with my seed", at those words Deborah became even more horny and wanted only to have an orgasm. "A-Alastor, make me come!!! I need it desperately, fuck me! Fuck me harder!", she screamed. Alastor then began to push his cock deep inside her, hard, faster, while he looked into her eyes, getting drunk on her expressions of pleasure. "Ah-Alastor, I love you!", she screamed in the heat of the moment and the coupling, and Alastor, with just those two little words, was brought to the brink of orgasm. "I love you too, Deborah! Did you come?", he asked cautiously, placing his hands on her face and pounding her; she nodded as she caressed his hips. Alastor held her hair as he continued to look at her and kiss her passionately, hammering her completely. "I'm-I'm cumin-", he couldn't even finish the sentence but pushed himself into her again with force. Deborah wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling the collar of his shirt. Alastor kissed her neck, leaving a hickey. "Mine", he growled. "Alastor, uhm, I said something earlier, but... I was caught up in the moment", she said, breaking her gaze. He lifted her chin with a finger, "I'll make you repeat those words, my love, I know you are in love with me. And now, you belong to me". That night, the promise of a love ritual was created.

[kcrossvine-art]

hi birds of paradise and of prey! I sincerely hope your 2024 has been kind to you so far, and if it hasn't, I hope it starts being fucking nicer soon. We got eyes on it and are ready to take it out should it fail.

I'm coming to the end of my list here soon, so if anyone has ideas on what they'd like to see next, please do hit me up! Even if its just a piece of media with interesting food in it and not a specific dish you wanna see. My roommate got me a recipe book from that TikTok fantasy tavern guy, "recipes from the lucky gryphon"? So we could also take a shot at a few of those, although im not really familiar with his work. Regardless-

We will be making Stuffed Cabbage from Lord of the Rings Online today!

(As always you can find the cooking instructions and full ingredient list under the break-)

MY NAMES CROSS NOW LETS COOK LIKE ANIMALS

SO, “what goes in to this Stuffed Cabbage?” YOU MIGHT ASKYou cant kinda put whatever you want for seasonings and even the meat filling. I used ground beef but pork and lamb are also stellar candidates.

Yellow onion

Garlic

2 eggs

Ground beef

Rice

A head of cabbage

Oregano

Thyme

Red pepper flakes

Cumin

Crushed tomato

Tomato sauce

AND, “what does this Stuffed Cabbage taste like?” YOU MIGHT ASKBa bawsa

Very, very filling wow

2 rolls filled me up for a meal and i made about 20-ish from one head of cabage

A bit plain tbh, the texture is great but I'd really double up on the seasonings

A blank canvas for you to impart your spice preferences onto

Reheating makes it taste almost identical to fresh

Would pair well with a hot sauce dip

could also go well with an artichoke dip

If you run out of room and need to layer the rolls, I'd try experimenting with pouring some of the crushed tomato and sauce inbetween the stacked rolls. Otherwise the ones at the bottom lack a lot of the tomato flavor. However it might make the bottoms on the rolls laying ontop soggy?

. Where rice called for, used long grain white rice

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I've never blanched anything before. Theres not much western food that calls for it, meanwhile whenever my friend from malaysia shows a dish they ate, 9 times out of 10 the vegetables are blanched. Much easier process than the fancy name might suggest- boil water and dunk the thing in until its done. Whatever 'done' may be for the thing you are cooking.

Also for the ground beef (or whichever meat you use) you don't have to cook it beforehand, but in doing two tries at making these cabbage rolls i would recommend you at least season your meat before mixing it with everything else. The meat will cook to a safe temperature inside the cabbage rolls, i just prefer the taste and texture of it when cooked twice.

I give this recipe a meandering 7/10 (with 1 being food that makes one physically sick and 10 being food that gives one a lust for life again.) I want to review more horrible recipes, truly i do, so that the rating scale isnt always a 6 and above, but whenever i try something horrible its like "why the fuck would i put all the effort into making and sharing a review of this thing i Do Not Want others to eat????" yknow?? Would people be interested in roasting horrible recipes? 

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Ingredients:

1 yellow onion

6 cloves of garlic

2 eggs

2 lbs ground beef

1 1/2 cup cooked rice

1 large head of cabbage

28oz crushed tomato

14oz tomato sauce

Oregano

Thyme

Red pepper flakes

Cumin

Salt/pepper

Method:

Saute garlic and onion in butter over medium heat until onions are caramelized. When done, remove from heat and let cool.

Season the beef to your liking with cumin, red pepper, and salt. Very, very lightly cook the beef in the same pan used for the garlic and onions. Cook until it starts to brown, but dont let it darken. 

Beat eggs thoroughly with oregano, thyme, salt, and pepper.

Add all of the above ingredients together in a bowl with (cooked!) rice. Mix thoroughly then cover and let rest in the fridge.

Core and blanche your cabbage in boiling water, peeling them off as they become limp.

Once you've separated all the leaves, cut off any thick stems that would prevent the leaf from folding.

Put roughly 2 tablespoons of meat filling into each leaf. Fold the sides of the leaf inwards and roll it up. Place each cabbage roll seam-down into a casserole dish.

If they don't all fit in one layer, its more than okay to stack. Try not to stack more than 2 layers though.

Once you've used all the cabbage, take your can of tomatos and pour them over the rolls. Mix some oregano into the tomato sauce and pour that over the rolls as well.

Bake uncovered in the oven at 350 for about 2 hours. Dont worry if a bit of tomato on top looks burnt.

IF REHEATING LEFTOVERS: Bake 10 cabbage rolls in the oven at 320 for about 40 minutes. Reduce time for less rolls.