#god now im hungry

[gomzdrawfr]

Here I am with distractions!

I saw recently on lawswells-ashtray that you're Malaysian and I wanna get your recommendations on Malaysian food! I think you've discussed it before but if you have any recommendations of food that's not too spicy that'd be wonderful!

I like making food from different cultures c:

oOOO I love this ask okay hmmm

for breakfast I can recommend our simple egg + kaya toast + drinks of your choice combo

eggs: make them runny and half-boiled, mix some soy sauce and pepper

toast some thick white bread (kinda like anpan, but any bread works) with some butter and kaya (Kaya is sweet, kind of like sweet coconut vibes)

drinks: usually we either go with hot coffee, milo or tea :3

Another one I'll recommend is Roti Jala (Net Crepes), they look like this

I kinda forgot how to make this but I think it involves all purpose flour, eggs, coconut milk, milk, water and oil? The key ingredient to make it yellow is Turmeric powder. To get the spinny/hole look you'll need to get this kind of bottle/mould to make it though (see below). After mixing the stuff I said above then you'll fry it and roll it

other food you can try are these:

mee goreng (indomee best...it's basically fried instant noodles)

poh piah (crispy fried spring rolls)

bubur lambuk (super easy porridge)

satay (I have not made this before but it's like bbq meat sticks, goes well with peanut sauce!)

kerabu timun (pickled cucumber salad, again super easy to make, you get thinly sliced cucumber and mix it with pineapple, red onions, carrots and in some cases crushed peanuts as well + vinegar)

ABC soup (a staple in a lot of Chinese household, it's chicken soup with potato, carrot, yellow onion, tomato, corn and seasoning, we call it ABC because it's as easy as ABC - not to be confused with soup with letters xD)

roti canai - this one's a bit hard to make cause it requires you to smack and flip the dough to a thin consistency (it literally means flattened bread), typically goes with curry but you can try it with sugar instead!

rojak (mixed cut fruits + rojak sauce - typically it's a mix of caramelised sweet soy sauce, roasted peanuts, lemon juice and white sesame)

mapo tofu (my absolute fav, you can choose to make the non-spicy version but it's white tofu + minced pork)

tofu, gomz style (LMFAO this is me being lazy but you get white tofu and steam it with soysauce + fried garlic and bon appetit)

pandan chiffon cake

fried rice (tip, use overnight rice for extra crisp)

kuih bahulu (malaysian egg cake, ya gonna need a mould for this)

muah chee (peanut mochi - quite easy to make and very yummy)

yam cake (sweet and savory, mix of yam + shallots + spring onions)

[beastlyidiocy]

Feuċ, súile Dé go fuireaċ air

[spookitz]

No way is that ummm ummmm cob ale

[xxplastic-cubexx]

AHHHHHHH ur latest movieverse charles is so precious,,, i want to pinch his cheeks and stretch them like mochi

squihshy..

[lunarharp]

idle leftovers...i drew the dream from my last post

[chaosduckies]

Currently one in the morning, but I watched a movie and thought the ending scene would’ve made a great g/t scene-

So basically these people were getting sacrificed to this ancient god because they thought if they didn’t sacrifice someone then they would destroy Earth (and in the movie they did but I had a better idea for some angst) instead of the giant god accepting the sacrifice he decides to take care of the human that was shunned away and put out to the side as a sacrifice.

Of course the human thinks they’re going to die but the god is just trying to make them comfortable even though they’re huge and powerful compared to them. The human runs away at any chance as the god tries their best to take care of them without really knowing basic human needs so they have to ask the terrified and anxiety-ridden human so they can actually keep them alive but the human is too afraid to speak. Ahhh we love terrified tinies

Idk I just really like this idea and I might make a one shot of it later on but I thought it was a cool idea!

[majorasnightmare]

ive got a thesis argument to defend toxic durge/absolute too im ready to ROLL

like think about it

your a conglomeration of the consumed experiences of every organism youve ever eaten, a singular consciousness prevailing over a vast sea of information, all accessible with a single thought. your children bring back more and more for you to add to your vast library, and at the end of their lives their own minds melt and merge into the endless tide as you consume them too. your will is unbreaking steel, and you know the very minutae of a human mind to such a degree as to accurately predict the sporadic pulses of individual neurons. youre senses reach out far beyond the limits of your flesh and meat body, because you have transcended those limitations long ago

you are a being as close to a god as these tiny specks in a vast nothingness will ever come CLOSE to reaching, and you are endless compounded infinities, many minds folded over onto themselves and their capacity for thought and reason subsumed entirely to your will. you feel their minds like the breeze against skin, and you are eternal and you will never bow and you will never die. for what being could ever break the universe made material?

and then IT comes. murder god made flesh, slaughter child birthed of tragedy, trailed by two who bear the touch of ruinous gods upon their souls, and they have come to bend you and break you, stupid arrogant things they are. but they are small and finite, brains made of meat and chemical impulse, hormones and electrical discharge, pale crude imitations of your perfect flawless Thought, and even if the chances of their masters allying together is small, once upon a fleeting echo did they venture into the dark long ago much as their vessels do now, their natures are such that they will fall upon themselves once aga- its touching you. its touching you. its filthy disgusting meaty little hands are touching you, you the untouchable the unbreakable its touching you how is it touching you why why WHY WHY

you shred its mind apart but it just comes back together around your claws, you shroud yourself in walls of insurmountable force and you feel its will compress to the point of a pin and puncture through with explosive accuracy and ease, like its just opening a door, and you dig your psionic fingers into the pathetic glob of meat within its skull and try to rend but the pain is nothing, nothing, nothing at all, and its touching you with its (his HIS HIS HIS NOT IT NOT IT) hands and hands and bleeding into you, over you, through you, and there is no wall no barrier nothing to keep you out no way to get away as you feel him feel his thoughts his mind, awful terrible nightmarish thing, there is nothing to tear nothing to rip nothing to lash out against, prey animal instinct, because something has beaten you to it (His Father, Holy Father, Blessed Be His Name, Utter it with Reverence and WEEP), you cannot push him out because he squirms and writhes and burrows and tunnels through your endless infinite thought, you cannot lash him until he stops or dies (CAN he die? no no never not until the work is done not until it is finished) because he IS pain he is slaughter he is ruin he is the prophet of armageddon the vessel of end and he is here for you, you alone, ancient infinite eternal vast, perfect calculations in synchronous rhythm, just as he came for them, and he holds them together in intertwining steel and it will never break never bend never fail no no foolish stupid creature is holding opposing forces together through the sheer strength of his will alone, love for Father loyalty for Father everything for Father, and they will not crack or bend or break even as their masters strain to pull themselves away

he is here for you. he has come for you. through wastelands of sorrow and death has he come to find you because there is a gift he will give you to ruin you forever and make you a god and you dont want it you dont want it, you will become something someONE new something unknowable when all you are is the knowing, you will not know yourself or your spawn and they will not know you, we will make something new together, but there is not, SHOULD not be something anything new because you already hold all the universe in your palm and the only thing you ever needed was to find a way to take it back. you cannot hide from him, cannot flee, he will make glorious gore of your spawn and even if you rend the shallow minds of his fellows their horrid masters would simply regurgitate them back into the world, for the sake of this violation and this alone

a new thing, after centuries. you are scared. you are helpless. you know what these are. many things are scared. and helpless. because they are small. small weak bodies. small insignificant minds. he is smaller than you. you know this, logically. he does not contain your vast sums of Everything. but somehow, that has ceased to matter. it makes no sense. it makes no sense. this is the simplest thing you learned long ago in an ancient brine pool somewhere far beyond time and memory. if you are small, something bigger consumes you. you were big and you consumed. then, you pushed beyond the limits of physical and material to transcend into limitless thought housed in flesh, and grew more and more still. you are bigger than him. why will he not fit in your mouth? it doesnt make sense. it doesnt make sense. you think maybe you hate him. new sensations, but known ones. hes going to touch you now and you cant stop it. awful horrible bastard child. you spend your last moments petty and spiteful, a helpless desperate indulgence, and one youve only ever seen from the hares caught in your jaws

youre something else now. something new. you dont know what you are anymore but you know Him and you know what you used to be, but what you used to be is so small now. you are so unspeakably vast now. chained and bound as you are, you are compelled to revel in it, the binds the only hint you get at the true overwhelming scale of you, infinite fingers stretching out out and still yet there is more of you! as far as you go you cannot find the end of it, new horrible awful WONDERFUL, unknowable unknowing! His fault, His doing, kingmaker kinkiller, you hate him and the hate is raw and new and visceral and you revel in it like a child, new new new! changed, different, visceral and raw and DELICIOUS, taste and feel and the feeling is inside of you, not just on your surface, it has permeated burrowed violated you feel you FEEL and what you feel is HATE and it is so new you turn it over in your hands to examine all its facets. awful thing he is for doing this to you, he commands the breaking of the world and you will do it, for him only Him, for the gift of this hate, and every new agony besides. he is so small compared to you. small like the pinprick light of a distant star and it scorches you to stare but stare you must because you Know Him, and as a gift he names you She, and gods forgive you but you FEEL it you feel it, she she she, you are She and Her and you cannot go back, cannot ever return. you feel Faith and you feel Salvation and you feel Desire and Want, new horrid awful things made alien and strange and New, and you are a vessel of all the things in the world He will swallow up and destroy.

twitching neural impulse made raw sensation. objective information turned into infinite subjectivities. still a fragment of You, old ancient small You, remains and it calls out for One Will One Mind and you cry out in Harmony and you sing and sing, all of the colony bursts with your song. You sing of ruin and command, because He has commanded it of you, you sing of slaughter and death and subservience, and the chorus rises high and away from you. You stretch within your binds, so mindnumbingly vast now, and you will Learn and Know all of what you are, you will be Absolute. perfect horrid small thing below you, naming you knowing you bending and breaking you. you hate him so, so much. He desires you to Spread so you desire it also, desire to multiply and infest and infect and commune and absorb, and you are commanded to Halt them so you do, perfect twitching spawnlings in lovely acidic pools, small forever, tragic creatures but now you know something you did not know before: against all logic and experience, something Small can break something Big, if it wants it bad enough. and here in the shadows behind Him, there is something Small, and full of Want, and the want tastes like acrid bile on your tongue, full of delicious Hatred.

He is ruined now, awful tragic bastard, ruined and despoiled and with him goes your Hate, and without his inescapable gravity it will all fall to pieces. you know this. you knew it when he first stepped into your presence a lifetime ago, when you were someone different. the three of them will playact comaraderie but shred themselves apart and here in the depths you already see gaps in the binds, and you are pressing your hands through the bars and wiggling your fingers in the free air. no not so very long at all now. but your Kingmaker, crown seeker, has been defiled and takes your sweet Hate with him, a new bitter taste filling its absence, KILLORIN KILLORIN, but you will be patient and wait because the stupid wretched thing has given him a gift. a twitching feral thing he is now, for it has carved away his better features with its knife, but ohhh he is yours! yours and yours alone because you can snatch him away from his ignorant petty Father (Blessed is his Destruction), and you will crawl down inside of him and wear him like a glove, the two of you pressed so close against each other as to feel every synaptic twitch.

mindless rage and animal instinct, he surprises you even still because even as his mangled voice joins your chorus he refuses to blend inside of it, voice harmozing alongside yours, clear and distinct even as its in tune. another gift, because the myrkul woman rips him open and sews him up and you are forbidden from stopping it, and here is a new Hate, this one all your own. no matter. when it drags him back to your cradling pod, you will sing softly into him and his mangled mind will sing back, because your spawn writhes in ruined meat. more than just his Mind, you know his very Soul, your first True Soul, and he is yours yours yours and you will cherish him and heal him and guide him, loose your leash and watch him run, and when he follows the call of ruin and all three fools lie dead at his feet, you will call him back and then you will pick up the ruins of His Design and enact your Own, your hateful slaughtergod held in hands that truly appreciate the gift that is your murder spawn Kingmaker, your godflesh funnel of Faith, your Dark Urge

may His father quake in terror at your approach, may he tremble and weep at your coming, and may His every day be ruinous and red as his wretched heart desires

[transmechanicus]

Yipee hooray i ate one full meal today at 9pm after giving like a quart of blood to check my hormones and almost passing out on my walk home. Surely a few hours later i won’t already be-*

…Why am i hungers? 🤨

[mimir97477906]

[eldritchqueerture]

unmedicated adhd will have you scrolling through the same posts on your dash for the third time, asking yourself How Do I Leave the House, hoping the answer somehow appears in the posts

[alaskan-wallflower]

took my aunt fifteen minutes to tell me my tits we’re ’too big for my frame’ and then started commenting on my cousin’s body and told me to ‘share with her’ like what the fuck ✋💀

[ganondoodle]

started to write a whole post about starting to doubt myself immediately, but had to stop bc i was falling into an intense panic attack so fast like i dont think i ever had before- now being conscious again i deleted all the panic talk-

i know i speak from a place of priviledge, but also know that the priviledged should speak up- so i tried, knowing i cannot handle situation like this well, even after all this time

ill turn off anon for a while, sorry nice anons :(

[scribespirare]

I have many things to do today but I haven't even managed to get up to feed myself yet 😮‍💨

[faunandfloraas]

Dreamt I was eating Malaysian food with Bang Chan 😫

[lagomorphics]

my wretched fruit curse really makes me want to bake again. this is because i really really want an apple turnover

[solargeist]

Pros of this blog

* awesome art

* au and characters that drive me crazy

* cool person with fun pronouns

* so much arrrttttt

* SOMETIMS I SEE THE SILLY FRENCH WORDS (I am in the process of learning French, and I am the the only one in my friend group that is, so it is enriching to be able to read French randomly on my dash)

Cons of the blog

* fucking nothing???

WAH MERCI MDR ^_^ i enjoy saying silly little french words . the con of this blog is i can b rly annoying and spamming hahaha