#pancake roll

[fieriframes]

[THERE YOU GO-- PANCAKE ROLL. HMM. WOW. (mouth full) THE ACID OF THE YOGURT AND THEN THE SWEETNESS OF THE BERRIES, THE SPONGINESS OF THE PANCAKE, BUT THEN THE CRUNCH OF THE GRANOLA ON TOP OF IT--]

#s14e04 passin' the baton #guy fieri #guyfieri #diners drive-ins and dives #pancake roll #hmm #wow. #acid #the #yogurt #sweetness #berries #sponginess #crunch #granola #top #it

[lustingfood]

Cinnamon Roll Pancakes (x)

#food #food porn #cinnamon roll pancakes #cinnamon roll #pancakes #frosting #cinnamon #breakfast #dessert #recipe #recipes #food gif #gifset #gif #mine

[the-witchhunter]

DP x DC: Of Cooking and Ghosts

Danny is a single father. Dani is now physically her actual age making Danny, at the tender age of 20 the father of a 4 year old(5 in a couple months)

Danny moved to Blood Haven. He's got a decent paying job, lives in a decent neighborhood, and his schedule allows him to take Dani to and from school. It had been a bit of an adjustment, but he and his daughter are doing alright. There's just one problem...

Danny can't cook

Danny never learned how to cook and frankly he can't just keep eating fast food and takeout. His parents weren't the best cooks but at least his dad could make flapjacks that didn't come alive and attack them. Hell, he missed going over to Tuckers and getting fed by Mrs. Foley, because that woman could really cook. Danny needed something homemade, surely cooking couldn't be THAT hard...

Dick was quite alarmed to find smoke coming out of his neighbor's door as he came back from walking Haley. His instincts kicked in, leading to one officer Grayson bursting in and putting out a small grease fire much to the chagrin of his neighbor, Danny. Dick invites Danny and his daughter Dani to his place down the hall while the smoke clears out. So Dick makes them the one food he knows how to make

Pancakes

Turns out neither of them are the most robust of chefs. Dick calls Alfred and gets some recipes to try and him and Danny make plans to go over to Dick's place and learn a couple. Dani likes to "help" aka play with Haley, and Danny and Dick bond over learning to cook and eating just a bit healthier

OR

I rewatched an episode of Sweetness and Lightning and am still on my Romcom bullshit. So Danny and Dick get a meet cute and then learn how to feed themselves. Frankly I'm not sure how or if secret identities and ghosts work into this, i just am feeling sappy and wanted something cute. Could be romantic, could just be friends, could be found family, idk

#danny phantom #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #dp x dc prompt #dpxdc #green elephants #just needed some cutesy romcom fluff #and we know that Dick can at least make pancakes #but it's still funny to imagine the man not being able to cook at all #Just imagine Jason coming up after hearing dickie bird is learning to cook #looking at them and just sighing before rolling up his sleeves and teaching them to properly use a kitchen knife #Jason later leaves decent cookware outside their doors #doesn't leave a note #but they still know

[stararch4ngelqueen]

High-Rise Melancholy

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Time Written-11:23 a.m. (Pt.1 )

Jason Todd/fem!reader angst

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A sharp clash of painted porcelain smashes against the doorway you almost crossed, shattering the thick plastic light switch frame.

An involuntary yelp left your lips from the sharp sound of impact, watching the fragments of what was once your indigo blue, gold star and moon coffee mug, once full of sleepy time tea, scatter the ground in seconds.

Wide eyes meet yours, the culprit of throwing the mug peering back at you with eyes much wider than yours behind his mask.

The bedroom was laced in silence, the tension elevated into high alarm. Static laced his tongue once he realized what he’d done, the idea of harming you bringing his knees to nearly buckle.

He swore you weren’t standing there a second ago, what was he thinking? He nearly hit you, he almost—

“GET OUT!!” He shouts, screaming into the flames of the chaos he caused. Your eyes grew wider, your feet nearly stumbling back as you retreated. Enraged, milky eyes grew close as he stomped forward, trembling hands grasping hold onto the edges of the door.

“GO! GET THE— GET THE FUCK OUT!!” His raised voice cuts short once he slams the door in your face, preventing you from seeing him crumble any further.

Out of the eighty six to ninety percent change you had to seeing him in this manner, it never got any easier. He’d shut down, he’d throw things, he’d shout so loud it would concern the neighbors.

However, as Batman abides by his unique, golden rules of logic, Jason’s was much more simple:

He’d never, ever raise a hand to you. Ever.

You wait in the kitchen for nearly ten minutes, lit up by the warm glow of the stove light. A fresh cup of tea waited for you, alongside a mug of strong coffee. Your boyfriend locked himself into your shared bedroom, your inaccessible phone laying abandoned on its charger on your bedside table.

You couldn’t check up on him like this, no matter how much you wanted to. He needed space, needing a minute to calm down, however long that minute would end up taking.

You were in the kitchen when he came home, dressed in plaid sweatpants and his red hoodie with a box of pancake mix in your hand, moments away from preparing an early breakfast before he’d sleep in until late in the afternoon.

Maybe it was your mistake. You heard the difference in his heavy footsteps when he returned this morning. Heavy, dirty soles scraping against hard wood floor in frustrating stomps, rather than exhausted drags.

You probably shouldn’t have treaded behind him with strong concern, wanting to make sure he was alright, preparing to dote on him if needed. You would say you’ve gotten better at it, but after this, you felt thrown back towards square one.

He’s tired, he’s angry. He just needs a minute.

You force yourself to think this, trying to keep your composure as your eyes peer down at Jason’s coffee, your fingertips settled on the warmth of the mug contrasting against the cold countertop.

Eventually, the faint click of your bedroom door was heard down the short hallway before comes to you. The softest creaks of the wood gave way once his socked feet transfer towards cold tile before warm arms encasing you in a deep embrace.

The faint smell of wet dirt, rain water and petrichor flood your senses, his sweat damp hair tickling behind your ear as he tucks his head against the valley of your neck in silent shame.

“M’sorry,” His tired, weak voice ripples against your skin, the voice of a weak, little boy coming forth inside the body of a grown man. “Didn’t mean to. Didn’t mean to hurt you—“

“You didn’t,” your wavering voice cuts him off, to his dismay at what he assumed was your denial. “Jason, don’t say that, you didn’t hurt me-“

“I almost did!” He insists, hot trembling breath fanning along your neck whilst his broad, jacket shrouded arms squeezed you tighter. “I swear! I-I wasn’t thinking, I.. I wasn’t—“

He cuts himself off, his chest heaving with his increased breathing. You try to take the opportunity to turn yourself, feeling his arms hesitate in their tight grasp once he realized what you were trying to do.

His shoulders tremble as he contemplates you seeming him like this. No, he didn’t want you to even look at him, but you were just as stubborn as he was with persistence.

Jason’s head rose off your shoulder, keeping himself turned towards the side as you finally face him. You didn’t need to look into his eyes to see how frustrated with himself he was, the angry, shameful tears leaving thick tracks down his chiseled cheeks.

Dark bags outlined his sockets, tired wrinkles crowning the corners of his pink, flushed eyes.

“Jason,” his name softly rolled off your tongue, making the man sniffle after he lowers his avoided gaze.

Your arms snugly wrap around his neck, your hand cradling his head towards your shoulder. His muscles remained stiff three seconds longer before melting, fat tears seeping into the shoulder of your hoodie.

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry, baby.” His weak voice trembles, scattered breath steaming against the damp fabric. Please, don’t be angry with me.

You’d never be angry with him. You trust him to never hurt you.

“I forgive you,” came your gentle reply, but it would take a while for the shame to slip off his nerves. For now, you held the tall, large man against your frame, quietly comparing him to a ridiculously large teddy bear you’d win at a boardwalk carnival.

“I’ll get you another mug,” he murmurs against your neck, making you huff out an amused breath.

“We have a hundred more in the cabinets,” you mused, referring to your thrift store of a stock that took up two shelf spaces.

“I-“ he tried to speak again, thinking of some other way he could possibly apologize for his outburst, but you weren’t gonna have it.

“Jason, enough,” You cradle his face, wanting to kiss all his tears away straight from the source. “It’s okay. I’m okay, you’re okay. Okay?”

A small part of you wants to smile at how many times that word has been repeated, but it was a chisel on a block of ice when it came to Jason. A warmed chisel, hoping to strike an impact on his troubled mind faster than anything else.

He’d let you break him harder than he broke your possessions, even when it was never intentional. He’d let you harm him worse than he ever did towards the criminals, the ‘so-called victims’ from his Lazarus youth.

He’d watch your hand raise, yet it never struck, it soothed. When he believed everything in his new life grew more hateful and cruel, the graze of your fingertips remained subtly sweet. Pure autumn honey and warm milk for his battered soul.

“Okay.”

“Okay,” you settle, running your fingers through his sweat curled locks nearly flattened down along the top of his head. The consequences of wearing a helmet for many hours at a time.

“Go take a shower. I’ll make you those cinnamon roll pancakes you like, then you can get some sleep. Okay?”

A tinge of a smile formed on the corner of his lip, albeit temporary, it was still visible.

“Okay.”

#Jason Todd #jason todd x fem!reader #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #dc jason todd #jason todd x gender neutral reader #jason todd x y/n #jason peter todd #I can make cinnamon roll pancakes #he likes them he told me himself #in case anyone noticed #I’m not happy with Gotham War #Gotham War

[daily-deliciousness]

Easy cinnamon roll pancakes

#pancakes #breakfast #cinnamon roll #sweet food #food #fluffy pancakes #cinnamon #cinnamon rolls #cinnamon roll pancakes #cream cheese icing #icing #sweet tooth #brunch #tasty #foodporn #delicious #cooking #food photography #foodgasm #recipe

[sweetoothgirl]

Easy Cinnamon Roll Pancakes

#cinnamon roll #pancakes #food #cinnamon

[abbeyofcyn]

Gives krang donnie 2 big stacks of pancakes a giant shelldon plush and a weighted blanket and then puts shelldon near him you will get though this buddy

I think you broke him

@kittycutie506 @twigwashere @axolotlperson @kingbaguette

#ask abbey #krang infection comic #he loved it all so much #he forgot that he didn’t have a black hole for a stomach #those cinnamon roll pancakes sound diviiiiine

[chocolatemllk]

source

#upload #aesthetic #pretty #tan #light indie #indie #beige #tan aesthetic #light #brown aesthetic #beige aesthetic #instagram #croissant #brunch #pancakes #bakery #cinnamon roll #bread

[fullcravings]

Cinnamon Roll Pancakes (recipe also in Spanish here)

#cinnamon roll pancakes #pancakes #cinnamon #cinnamon roll #food #breakfast #kids #winter #christmas #autumn #dessert #recipe #brown sugar #cream cheese #glaze #cinnamon rolls

[necroticboop]

✦ Sanrio Cafe inside Sunshine City in Ikebukuro, Tokyo [x]

#sanrio cafe #sunshine city #ikebukuro #hello kitty #cinnamoroll #my melody #keropi #pompompurin #pancakes #souffle pancakes #burger #smoothie #food #desserts #sweets #roll cake #donuts #kawaii #sanrio #hello kitty and friends #✦ gifs

[julieterbang]

#food #pancakes #cake #roll cake

[hourly-cookie-run]

#cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run ovenbreak #roll cake cookie #pancake cookie #gingerbrave #brave cookie

[recipestasty]

Cinnamon Roll Pancakes

Click here to read the full recipe

#food #recipe #recipes #cooking #tasty #tastyfood #delicious #pancakes #cinnamon roll #cinnamon roll pancakes #breakfast

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

No you don't understand I love Barnaby x Howdy with x Wally planoticly-

It's in my mind a little more often than it should be lmao

But its there

Living and thriving

oh please, i think i Do understand. so so much.

i have this delusional little world in my head that i often retreat to where the three of them live together. wally is their special lil guy. they all have dinner together. they do activities. sometimes barnaby/howdy wake up and he's in bed w/ them bc he got lonely and wanted to listen to them breathe itsnotcreepyiswear-

#its so so so so soooooo much more than that buy yk... #(sorta) qp barnaby & wally is already incredibly important to me #but throw howdy in the mix? now we're baking!!! #bc you've got Cannot Be Separated barnaby & wally #and then Deeply in Love barnaby/howdy #and Get Along Incredibly Well howdy & wally #barnaby gets to keep his two favorite people within easy reach.... one under each arm! #they all click in my brainspace!! #rambles from the bog #i have this funny lil Scene in my mind #for the first time wally is like 'yeah i wanna go lay with them while they sleep' #they find out by being sleepy dozey and rolling towards each other #Crushing wally's little 12 apple body bc they didnt know he was lying in the tiny space between them <3 #flatten him like pancake... #but yeah many emotions many thoughts I Get It!!!!

[cutsugi]

hello everynyan, how are you? fine, thank you.

#cookie run fanart #cookie run #art #cookie run ovenbreak #crob #roll cake cookie #pancake cookie #birthday cake cookie #cookie run art #digital art #artists on tumblr

[puppyeared]

What do you MEAN you gripped a pancake like a doorknob?!

it means exactly what you think it means

#i got flogged in the group chat for this btw LMAO #but yea ive been eating my pancakes for this since i was a kid bc id just spread nutella on it and roll it up like a blunt #but its cheap its easy and its free. also if u want more nutella per bite u can spread it where you last bit into it ^_^ #harder to do this with fluffy pancakes bc theyre stiffer so i have to punch them into submission #apparently this makes me unhinged #yapping #pancakes #food #ask #answered