#specialty dinner

[buffetlicious]

Went grocery with mum at Sembawang Shopping Centre and picked up a Cheezy Chicken Burger meal from CHIC-A-BOO Chicken Specialty. The fried chicken is really crispy and drizzled with cheese sauce. The meal itself came with potato wedges and an ice lemon tea for S$8.90.

[primrosebow]

GNAWING AT THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE RN HOLY

That drawing was my dinner for tonight😋

Well anon. I'm back in town and I am letting you out of your enclosure to have an absolute rampage on unsuspecting pedestrians.

So much more slop to come

[corv-idae]

Just got called entitled bc sometime I put my name on my groceries before I put them in my fridge… ah

[mhaccunoval]

one of my red flags is that sometimes i'm a bitch who will go back and find the research that i'm citing in making my argument

[queerpyracy]

Last Line Challenge

Post your last line of writing, whatever writing you want to consider, and tag as many people as there are words in the sentence.

i was tagged by the lovely @marypsue !

She draws in a breath, and considers her nearly untouched bowl of soup cooling before her.

god bless but i do not have 16 of you to tag so if you want to, please consider yourself tagged and have at

[ryanthedemiboy]

I'd love to stop crying over weird shit, body. We don't have ovaries anymore so you shouldn't have enough hormones to fluctuate.

[usurp3r]

Dreamt about this and had to get it to paper as quick as possible

[girderednerve]

i understand why intel isn't on the BDS list to boycott, because they're a massive company & as with all the tech giants, extremely difficult to avoid, but they do operate multiple microconductor fabrication centers in israel & are going to spend roughly $25bn constructing a new one. a substantial amount of the impetus behind construction is the geopolitical tension surrounding microchip manufacture (the "chip wars"). the united states just committed $280bn to boost domestic chip manufacture, but it also taxes chinese imports very heavily, which is a big part of why intel (& their clients, including google, nvidia, & microsoft) are "all-in on israel," the times of israel crows (not linking it, but here's a reuters article on the deal). there are geographic limitations on where chip fabs can be built, because microconductor fabrication is so delicate that seismic interference is a genuine concern in addition to considering proximity to existing shipping lines; fabs are also extremely expensive to build & require very skilled labor.

i'm not suggesting that we need to unearth secret reasons why the united states is supportive of israeli apartheid in the face of open genocide, but i think it's worth considering how profoundly this particular aspect of american industrial policy is entangled with its military policy

[rosylamb]

If you were cooking a romantic meal for someone, what would you cook?

Oh, gosh . .

Yes! That’s something I’d love to try someday! ♡ ♡

I’ve never done this before though so the thought does make me a bit nervous!

Hm probably something I’m good at?

Well, I actually do make *really* good pizza! I’ve made it for friends I mean, and they all loved it so there’s that hehe. ♡

But I think I’d probably just ask what they like best, and make that . . . ‘cause who doesn’t like being surprised with their favorite food?? :D

(If ever someone wanted to surprise me: strawberries, pancakes, & French toast are mine! 🍓🥞🤍)

What do you think? Would I do a good job??

Something I like even better than making food, however, is seeing friends again — and it’s so good to see you! How are you? I hope you’ve been well and thriving! ♡

So please take good care of yourself, and remember to stay safe, okay? I’m wishing you so much happiness, and sending lots of love and well-wishes your way!

Thank you so much for brightening my day, and all the best to you ~ ! xoxo 🤍 ✩•̩̩͙*ೃ˚.˚ 🎀

[francixoxoxo]

im also having pasta tonight but just butter and parmesan because im lazy

Ugh love that everybody is having pasta tonight

[just-here-with-my-thoughts]

@ninjadeathblade PabuDad!Hunter right here

One thing I do want to have happen on Pabu is that Hunter suddenly goes full fucking domestic. Yes he was a clone sergeant in special forces and has a half face tattoo of a skull but now he is a STAY AT HOME DAD and he has opinions on CURTAINS and is GOING TO THE FARMERS MARKET. You can't fucking stop him. He's going to learn to cook.

Echo gets a visit from Tech, Crosshair, AND Wrecker and it turns out that they're here in this potential war zone to escape Hunter's cooking projects because he's very much not good at it yet. Omega tried to hide in the cargo hold but if they took her with them Hunter would DEFINITELY follow so. Sorry kid.

Back home Omega is eating a possibly toxic souffle and plotting revenge.

[duc-tran]

Moroccan Chicken Thigh Sheet Pan Dinner For quick weeknight meals or relaxed dinner parties, try this sheet pan dinner with chicken thighs, potatoes, chickpeas, and zucchini. 2 tablespoons shelled pistachios coarsely chopped, 1 can chickpeas drained and rinsed, 1/4 cup pomegranate seeds, 1 lemon zested and juiced, 4 bone-in chicken thighs with skin, 1 medium sweet potato peeled and cut into 1-inch chunks, 1.5 teaspoons ras el hanout, 1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley, 1 can quartered artichoke hearts drained, 1 teaspoon ras el hanout, 2 tablespoons olive oil, 1/2 teaspoon salt, 1 medium zucchini cut into 1-inch chunks

[blkkizzat]

❛ IN YO PU$$Y TONGUE TWISTIN' LIKE ITS STIR FRY!❜

✰summary: don't ask toji to make you dinner if you aren't ready to be dinner ✰tw: nasty, filthy, insane pussy eating like its groceries. literal groceries cause there's lots of food/cooking sex references lmfao. ✰wc: <1k [no taglist under 1k]

Toji who you sass, telling him to be useful for once and "make you dinner." Unfortunately for you, Toji takes it quite literally as he makes you HIS dinner.

Without any warning you are manhandled down to the couch. Your brand new pink frilly panties utterly trashed, ripped off of you and discarded like a flimsy plastic wrap. Toji kneads open your doughy thighs, ordering you to hold your knees so that you are spread wide for him.

Succumbing to his more debased urges, your coochie would be his 'kitchen' for the next 2 hours. It was obvious from the perverse way his lips smacked together, sucking his teeth at the sight of your succulent cunt��he couldn't wait to serve you up on a platter.

Digging in, Toji wastes no time with prep work. 

Unabashedly feasting in your savory folds as if he were a gourmet who had just been presented with a 10-course 3-star michelin meal. Toji's filthy mouth proves to be such a needy glutton for your pretty pussy—slurping, suckling and nibbling at your sensitive lil’ clit until you’re sobbing. You clench and twitch around his tongue which seems to be on a mission to completely sear your insides, reducing your to legs to gelatinous goo. 

All the heat Toji boils in your core spreads to your entire body and your hands grow slippery with sweat. You shake as you struggle to maintain hold of your knees. Yet the scalding look Toji gives you makes you think twice before you let go of them—lest chef Toji say the dish is ruined and he needs to start all over again. 

“Chef knows best” Toji tells you, along with his specialty cuisine style of "making it nasty", so of course he must braise your swollen throbbing clit in globs of his spit. His tongue bastes over your sopping folds as he scoops the marinated mixture—crafted of his saliva and the syrupy juices of your ripened cunt—back into your steamy quivering hole. 

At the very least you were grateful that despite the embarrassment flaming on your tear-stained cheeks, the amount of carnal pleasure coursing through your body sent your mind into euphoric delirium. Your eyes spared you from the sight of Toji's shameless display of ravenous hunger by becoming lodged into the back of your skull.

Nevertheless, you didn’t need to see to tell that Toji is a messy cook. Some of your rich milky sauce is sure to dribble down to the crack of your ass as his lecherous ministrations cause you to overflow. Not to worry though—when it comes to relishing your perfect pussy, Toji ultimately keeps a tidy kitchen and he is certainly not wasteful. 

Toji will dutifully clean up any mess, unlike your actual kitchen where he never washes a dish. Likewise, although when you try to get him to eat healthier and he refuses his greens—Toji will never hesitate to toss your salad. Stirring his tongue deep into your puckered hole he savors the taste while three of his thick fingers bully into your tight lil’ pussy, blending you up until you pureed all over his fingers.

The intensity of your lustful moans rival that of the vulgar sounds sloshing from your core and echoing throughout the living room. Both sounds Toji finds himself developing an insatiable hunger for and it spurs on his near relentless teasing of you. 

Duplicitous in his positively feral pussy drunk state, he reasons with you that "a chef never reveals his secrets".

Therefore you are never certain upon reaching the peak of your next mind-mincing orgasm if he will serve you utterly delectable release—the sweet nectar of your squirt garnishing his lips resulting in Toji to nearly busting in his own pants from rutting against the sofa—

—or if he will cruelly snatch it away from you again as you teeter right on the edge of rapture. When he does this there is certainly a twinkle in his eyes as he mocks you, "but you weren't quite done simmering just yet, mamas."

Absolutely overdone and oversensitive, if the torture of him stewing your insides becomes too much—If you really whine and tell him you've had enough—to his credit Toji would stop. Stop and hover mere centimeters away from your leaky lil’ peach that is. 

You would whimper, so sore from the abuse of his tongue as his own eyes would roll back at the sugary smell of your arousal wafting off your messed up lil cunny. Toji knows at this point you are too fucked out—too thoroughly made well-done on his tongue to escape from his gluttonous depravity. 

Sloppy and glazed in your cum, the scar on Toji's lip glistens as it pulls into a devious smirk. Huffing out, Toji would softly breeze air over your puffy clit until your lil nub throbbed with enough need to beg for another course. 

Toji would oblige you of course. 

Nonetheless, as punishment for disturbing the chef while he’s cooking, you would have to wait a bit more before you felt his mouth on you again. Only blowing over your sex, your desperate pleas are only met with cruel chuckles chiding you that he needed to "let his food cool properly" before he could eat the next serving.

In the end, Toji's hard efforts in your kitchen are rewarded as he thoroughly consumes every last morsel you have to offer, cleaning up every lingering string of your arousal. With his wanton thirst for your creamy caramelized cunt finally quenched he brings himself up to admire your cute slutted out pout. 

You gasp as Toji’s lips meet yours in a fiery kiss. His tongue is just chaotic, dominating your mouth as if he were still craving the taste of your core.

You're dizzy for air when Toji finally pulls away. Still coming down from your blissed out state you fail to notice Toji had switched your positions. You are now on the floor between his legs while he sits on the couch.

His beefy thighs manspread wide as his girthy length springs from his dark sweats. The angry red tip of his cockhead sways back to hit his abs thickly coated in what must be his own fluids from at some point cumming in his pants just from eating you out.

Reaching out to grab your chin his thumb rubs over your lips in a gentle caress before bullying them open. You were going to roast his cock in that warm n’ tight throaty lil oven of yours.

It was your turn to make him dinner.

✰ ©blkkizzat 2024. do not steal works or gfx, do not translate.

✰a/n: y'all idk im hungry, on my period and i clearly got demons. that's all the defense i got so y'all can lock me away for this now. *runs away* p.s.plug!choso lovers this is not a fic, its a drabble i promise i literally wrote this in tumblr drafts don't kill me LOL

✰reblog & comments are my life's blood. ty!

[raraeavesmoriendi]

“how’s it going rae”

all the people older than me are much more optimistic about the academic job market than I am, and I desperately need someone to crush my soul back into me with their body weight about it

how’s it going with y’all 🚬🖤

i’m leaving it blank bc yep that about sums it up,

[elixirstudies]

Cinnamon and Amaretto Pound Cake This amaretto pound cake is a very simple sweet treat that is made extra moist with four eggs and sour cream, making it perfect for brunch or serving it as dessert after a fancy dinner.

[sea-loverr]

Moroccan Chicken Thigh Sheet Pan Dinner This Moroccan-inspired sheet pan dinner with chicken thighs, potatoes, chickpeas, and zucchini is perfect for quick weeknight dinners or laid-back dinner parties.