#molassa

[dire-vulture]

Florabrisa Top 10 Hottest Dragons based on my own taste for bears/charismatic bad boys......

[seesgood]

okay so it's really no secret that my activity here has been spotty, and while i have no intentions of abandoning this hobby or hellhole [affectionate], i do think that the spotty activity shittiness is here to stay. that being said, one of the things i'm most terrified of with my #spotivity (youseewhatididthere???) is losing the awesome human connections that i've made with some of you, so if you're like "i wanna make sure that i stay in contact with you in a space that's broader than the tumblrsphere!" i do have snapchat and instagram and discord ( which i suck at checking lately too so i'm about that ). if you want to connect via any of those, please either message me or comment on here and i'll message you!

[foxgirlplushie]

Why can't things be easy

[tillman]

oh my god. so i get this thing if i listen to fast music that like it makes my brain speed up. like if i then go listen to a normal speed song it fucks me up and i feel off for a while after . turns out playing like 20 rounds of chipp and millia only and then switching to any other fucking character triggers that exact feeling in my brain too. awesomeeeeee thats so fucking funny

[happyallykats]

Op cut off reblogs and comments so I'm stealing this. It's my post now. My soup.

Bonus:

Dogthatlookshigh did not get a good return on their investment

[chowowed]

In order to become a teacher in the state of Ohio you have to take a series of assessments called the OAEs- Ohio Assessments for Educators. They’re mostly content, proving you know what you’re going to teach. Also in the state of Ohio, in order to become a middle school teacher, you have to take on TWO content areas. I’m horrible at math and refuse to take physics so my contents are English and History! I also! Suck at history!

This is a long winded confession. I watched the entirety of Puppet History before my history OAE. A majority of my History OAE was World History. SO many of the questions happened to be OBSCURE history. I had several moments of “oh, i learned that in puppet history!” So, in short, i passed my history OAE, and am going to become the world’s okayest 7th grade history teacher, all thanks to Puppet History

[scrumpygoat]

Molassa for @everysinglepheel! What a handsome gentleman 🥰🥰

[bethdehart]

Halloween Commission for @everysinglepheel! I had a blast with this :)

Characters Yazeena and Molassa both use he/him pronouns.

(Halloween and fall commissions are open until the end of October btw!)

[memestockpile]

shawshank redemption (1994) feel free to change as needed.

i really don’t remember. i was upset.

i think mostly i wanted to scare them. 

a revolver holds six bullets, not eight. 

you strike me as a particularly icy and remorseless man. 

it chills my blood just to look at you. 

i’ve learned my lesson. 

cigarettes, a bag of reefer if you’re partial, a bottle of brandy. damn near anything, within reason. i’m the guy that can get it for you.

on your feet before i fuck you up so bad you never walk again. 

never seen such a sorry-looking heap of maggot shit in my life. 

does the pope shit in the woods?  of course i am. 

bullshit. i’ll take that action. 

you’re out some smokes, son. 

looked like a stiff breeze could blow him over. 

you eat when we say you eat. you piss when we say you piss. you shit when we say you shit. you sleep when we say you sleep. 

i believe in two things: discipline and the bible. 

the first night’s the toughest, no doubt about it. 

make you wish your daddies never dicked down your mommies. 

talk to me, boy. i know you’re in there. 

i wanna go home!

i had your mother! she wasn’t that great!

you gonna eat that?

i believe i owe that boy a big sloppy kiss when i see him. 

doesn’t matter what his fucking name was. he’s dead. 

i keep my ear to the ground. 

they say you think your shit smells sweeter than ordinary. that true? 

i understand you’re a man who knows how to get things. 

i’m known to locate certain things from time to time. 

i’d grow eyes in the back of my head if i were you. 

you get this in your eyes, it blinds you.

honey, hush. 

prison is no fairy world. 

may is one damn fine month to be working outdoors. 

a million bucks? jeez louise! 

hey, you nuts?

i miss the joke? what’s so funny?

you better start making sense. 

actually, i feel silly telling you all this. 

the colossal prick even managed to sound magnanimous. 

chess. now there’s the game of kings. 

i guess we’re getting to be friends, aren’t we?

relax. what are you so worried about? she’s just a woman. 

i said fuck off. 

a sudden serious brain injury causes the victim to bite down. hard. in fact, i understand the bite reflex is so strong, the victim’s jaws have to be pried open with a crowbar.

you little fuck. 

what are you, fucking geologist?

i hear you’re good with numbers. 

ain’t that a kick in the ass?

be nice to have some company down here for a change. 

not a dime. my budget’s stretched thin as it is. 

you’re not fooling anybody, so just put the damn knife down and stop scaring the shit out of people. 

goddamn near slit my throat!

ain’t that bad, old hoss. 

old man’s as crazy as a rat in a tin shithouse. 

i do believe you’re talking out of your ass. 

the world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. 

i have trouble sleeping at night. 

guess i’m too old for that sort of nonsense. 

i don’t like it here. i’m tired of being afraid all the time. 

tell [name] i’m sorry i put a knife to his throat. no hard feelings. 

some things are best left unsaid. 

lost my taste for it. 

hope is a dangerous thing. 

it’s very pretty. thank you. 

you be sure and thank her for this fine pie. 

tell them if they over-starch my shirts again, they’re gonna hear about it from me. 

got his fingers in a lot of pies, from what i hear. 

you can’t just make a person up. 

did i say you were good? you’re rembrandt. 

i had to come to prison to be a crook. 

cops caught him sneaking tv sets out the back door of a jc penney. 

young punk. 

movin’ like molassas! makin’ me look bad!

freeze, kid! hands in the air!

you hear what i said, boy?

perhaps it’s time you considered a new profession. 

you don’t seem to be a very good thief. perhaps you should try something else. 

something lit a fire under that boy’s ass. 

i ain’t no goddamn loser. 

i don’t read all that good. 

ass in gear, son! you’re putting us behind!

that’s crap, son.

he’s proud of you. proud as a hen. 

c’mon, boy, back to work. 

talked all the time, too, that’s the other thing. never shut up. places he’d been, jobs he pulled, women he fucked. even people he killed. 

i tell you, son, this really came along and knocked my wind out. 

are you catching my drift?

i didn’t pull the trigger, but i killed her. 

you underestimate yourself. 

pacific ocean? hell, like to scare me to death, something that big. 

get busy living or get busy dying. 

like something out of a robert frost poem. 

every man’s got a breaking point. 

lickety-split. i wanna get home. 

nice having you back. place just wasn’t the same without you. 

alone in the dark with nothing but your thoughts, time can draw out like a blade.

that was the longest night of my life. 

you better be sick or dead in there. 

i shit you not. 

i see you two all the time. you’re thick as thieves, you are. 

in prison, a man’ll do most anything to keep his mind occupied.

i mean, seriously, how often do you really look at a man’s shoes?

oh, my holy god. 

some birds aren’t meant to be caged. 

i guess i just miss my friend. 

not a day goes by i don’t feel regret. 

it’s a politician’s word. 

what do you really want to know?

you don’t need to ask me every time you need to take a piss. 

no way am i gonna make it on the outside. 

they’re calling this the summer of love. 

oughta bust his fucking skull. 

terrible thing, to live in fear. 

hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies.

i hope the pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. 

[puppercupboard]

Call of Duty fandom i am begging you not to make reboot ghost blue eyed. begging you begging you begging you. whats worse is those of you who dont make him blue eyed cant seem to handle a color of brown darker than "warm honey" or "amber" as if this man doesn't have a gaze as cold and dark as sorghum molassas.

[antimony-medusa]

Trick or treat! :D

Happy Halloween!

For you I have a cookie from back home, molassas cookies!

(Photo from The Spruce Eats.)

I took a while trying to find a photo that looked like the recipe my family uses, and this one isn't 100% right, but I kept finding cookies that were rolled into balls and the ones my family make are rolled out flat and then cut out with the top of a jar (and the recipie uses tea in them and asks to be cooked in "a quick oven" so you know it's old.) But Molassas Cookies are similar to ginger cookies, it's molassas and spices, but heavier on the molasses than the spices. Amazing eaten with milk and really good when they're warm (so sometimes we would microwave them for like 15 seconds).

[dire-vulture]

ok..Florabrisa's Official Top 10 Most Beautiful Dragons That Are Speaking to Me At This Exact Moment

[saliferousanimations]

I've been working on my body texture.....

Doing that is slightly creepy, as it's a lot of patching skin together like in "silence of the lambs"

It puts the photoshop in the basket or it gets the fees again! or something.

Thought a swimsuit would be the best way to show it off, without scaring children...

Hitting 100 on twitch, so considering a pool party as a celebration.

bought the bathinsuit as I'm slower than molassas.

[beefstrugglenoff]

this just in adding molassas to coffee is very nice. authorities are still looking for the suspect.

[mayedays]

Dammit I wanted to bake challah today, but I have so much bread in the freezer (including an entire store-bought challah) that I can't justify or fit the two challah loaves that Claire Saffitz's honey-tahini challah recipe produces. Also I went to a Mediteranean bakery/grocer today in search of pomegranate molassas and came home with pistachio maamoul, poppy-seed hamantashen, chocolate halva, an entire stack of pita, and six mini-pita topped with zaatar.

Like, obviously this is a good problem to have, but I was looking forward to making bread.

[thatslayer]

prompts for emotionally stunted idiots

Lance says, “ i’m not here to talk about me. what the hell is going on with you? ”

"What's going on with me?" she's been here before, you know. Standing between some angry hunter and a monster that doesn't seem all that keen on ending the fucking world but she never, never thought she'd end up keeping Lance from charging into a potential slay ---- kinda used to him half pissing his pants whenever there's a beast in the room, actually, but here lately his thrill-seeking? Starting to worry her. Whatever the hell that thing is cowering in the shadows behind her, --- looks a little like it's made out of sentient molassas, to be honest. What could be construde to be it's eyes seem confused, maybe even fearful. Faith's positioned herself square between her friend and the overgrown, dank and supposedly haunted burial mound that creepy crawly flushed out of as soon as they disturbed it in the name of getting supernatural footage. She steps back, slowly, looking at Lance like he's every shade of flipping insane, "S'going on with you? What the hell ever's mugging in your frickin' membrane lately, you do you, but here? Psh, you betta back the hell up. We dunno this thing is a threat, yo. Crap, I don't even know it's not a kid and we're suddenly in Slay mode? Back. Off!"

------ | @demcnsinmymind ; accepting