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has any song ever gone harder than sweet transvestite tho

i am watching rocky horror picture show for the first time so i might as well liveblog it

so far brad is quite incredibly useless. it’s incredible.

question: how attractive am i meant to find frank-n-furter? because i feel like the answer is ‘not as much as i do’

local man born thirty seconds ago immediately begins elaborate song routine about how he wishes he was dead. relatable content 

i’m convinced mary shelley would have loved this 

wait what the fuck?? what th fuck??

did meatloaf just drive out of a freezer????

WITH A SAXOPHONE????

frank-n-furter just murdered a man because only they are allowed to do solos. gotta respect that artistic integrity.

“yes i’m afraid so”

he tried it with BOTH of them???? what a fucking power move

fucking riffraff cockblocking brad and frank??? completely unfair. very cruel. not acceptable. let rocky wander naked outside in the rain, he’s fine. 

‘i’d only ever kissed before’

well that’s just not true, is it, janet. nobody randomly fucks a spooky man in a corset in a tent for their first time. come on.

also can she please put a shirt on? i’m finding it very hard to focus on like. plot. or whatever. she has very nice rockies.

OH SHIT THE OTHER SCIENTIST IS HERE IT’S ALL KICKING OFF

did they just drive his wheelchair through a brick wall

the way that scary sexy lady bangs the gong and cries ‘dinner.. is served!’ and then stands there looking so incredibly proud of herself for like five full seconds until she’s acknowledged is like. that’s truly a mood right there.

that awkward moment when you accidentally killed someone’s nephew and you’re sitting around with a party hat on trying to ignore it

oh what the fuck frank!!! literally what the fuck!!! why do you have a coffin under the dining table! why is there a body there! frank!! come on!! the people were enjoying dinner!

frank!!!!!!

frank’s an alien?????????

this… should probably not be as shocking to me as it is

HE TURNED THEM INTO STATUES???????????

btw as far as i’m concerned the musical numbers in this film are 100% diagetic. i will not be convinced otherwise. 

wait they split a brain between two people? they split a brain? transylvania is a planet? 

this film has two modes: no plot for forty minutes and forty minutes of plot in thirty seconds

‘they had both tasted… forbidden fruit’ is a nice way of saying ‘both had ole frank stick it in ‘em’

who even IS this guy

this is literally the only valid remaking of frankenstein

once again, i have no idea what’s happening, but i am most certainly into it

frank is so consistently extra

honestly a role model (except for the, uh… murder)

where did he get a POOL?

is now a good time to admit i did not realise they had been eating eddie until i read the wikipedia page 

i guess it’s just like that sometimes

when did the professor get stockings and heels? is that just something that happens with exposure to frank-n-furter? do you like, wake up one day and suddenly you’re in full drag and can’t do anything about it?

“I can explain!” and he whispers in their ears

i honestly thought he was telling them he loved them or to hide or something

no, he was just giving them lighting and sound instructions

we stan a legend

again, a surprisingly canonical adaptation of frankenstein here

had victor been murdered by his fellow aliens, that is

the castle just flies up and into space because of course it does

aaaaaaaaand it’s over!!!

i honestly did not think i would enjoy that as much as i did

but i really really liked it

i’m hopefully gonna go see it in my city for halloween and i’m going to be really disappointed if everyone isn’t crossdressing and yelling stuff at the screen

I laughed so hard I cried at this

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Qotsisajak
Code of the Sith

Nwûl tash.
Peace is a lie.
Dzwol shâsotkun.
there is only passion.
Tyûkjontû châtsatul nu midwan.
Through passion, I gain strength

Shâsotjontû châtsatul nu tyûk.
Through strength, I gain power.
Midwanjontû châtsatul nu asha.
Through power, I gain victory.
Ashajontû kotswinot itsu nuyak.
Through victory, my chains are broken.
Wonoksh Qyâsik nun.
The Force shall free me.

@deadcatwithaflamethrower

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executive dysfunction is telling yourself for two and a half hours that you need to shower bc you smell like your workplace and you absolutely Cannot do Anything Else until you shower, doing Any Other Thing before showering is illegal!!! but you still haven’t for some reason??? you’ve just been sitting on your bed in a towel scrolling tumblr for 2+ hours thinking “I need to shower right now immediately” and growing increasingly frustrated that you are still not clean and you haven’t eaten or done your laundry either

ok actually no I’m reblogging this because a) I am clean now (and I smell amazing, thank you), and b) I had a heckin Realize and I wanted to share it with y’all in the hopes it’ll help someone else with a brain like mine.

I figured something out about myself a long time ago– it’s only just now occurred to me that I was in fact solving a problem caused by executive dysfunction, and I haven’t been implementing this solution lately because my brain went “that’s a relatively new term to me and therefore a Different problem that requires a Different solution”. thanks a lot, brain.

anyway, long long ago, before I knew these fancy schmancy Official words, the problem, as I phrased it to myself, was such: 

sometimes I get Stuck. I was doing something, or on my way to doing something, and then… I just. got stuck.

“Stuck” looks like refreshing my feed or dashboard repeatedly. or it looks like staring at a spot on the wall. or chewing my fingernails. or picking at a stubborn sticker. all the while, my brain drifts through various unrelated topics I wouldn’t be able to recall if asked. sometimes I can get Stuck for hours before realizing I am Stuck. sometimes I get so Stuck that I go to bed that way (feeling especially bad for being unproductive) and I have to just reset everything by sleeping.

one day I asked myself, “why is this happening? why am I stuck, right now, at this moment in time?” the answer, as it turns out, was pretty simple: I was trying to make a decision, and I got distracted. I haven’t moved forward because I haven’t answered that one question or made up my mind.

let me rephrase this in terms of executive dysfunction: many people have expressed that it feels like knowing you need to do a thing but not feeling “ready” to do it. many with ADHD may also be familiar with the feeling of needing things to be “just so” before you embark on a task- you need your setup to look a certain way, or you need to set a timer, or have the right music playing, etc.

when I get Stuck it’s often because I got lost somewhere in that setting-up process, and my brain took the opportunity to nyoom off into Distraction Town.

getting myself Unstuck is solved, 95% of the time, by tracing my steps back to the original decision I was trying to make- often something small and inane- and then troubleshooting from there. (out loud! verbal processing is totally punk.) 

  • “what was I trying to do?” 
  • “was I trying to decide between two things?” 
  • (the answer’s usually yes.) 
  • “what were they?” 
  • “okay, let’s decide. 
  • “okay, that’s settled. let’s move on.”
  • and then I am free as a bird to nyoom in the direction of The Thing I Wanted To Do All Along, in the amazingly disorganized, scattered, yet rapid-fire way that I do many things.

so!!! in the case of my first post, where I hadn’t showered for 2 hours? turns out I had been trying to decide what music to listen to in the shower. (another hack: my chances of getting Stuck while showering decrease by 75% if I have music playing to help me keep track of time.) I couldn’t immediately make up my mind, got lost in thought, got distracted, and drifted. once I stopped and asked- “why am I stuck?”-  then I remembered- “oh yeah! I wanted to listen to music”-  and then decided- “I want to listen to Daft Punk’s Discovery album”- I was finally heckin able to shower. and also eat, and also throw my clothes in the dryer.

and may I add I only zoned out once, during the slow part of “One More Time.” 😛

I’m not saying this is a foolproof method. sometimes I don’t have a reason for being stuck, and that’s okay! I’m also not saying this is how every adhd brain works. it’s just how my brain works, and I’m sure there’s at least a few who can relate. for those few, I hope this helps!!

a lot of people are reblogging the original post without the update and leaving frustrated comments and that makes me sad! if I can find ways to hack my brain than so can you! executive dysfunction is a real and frustrating challenge, but don’t buy the lie that there’s no way to work with it or around it!!!

!!!!

SATAN’S BALLOON ANIMALS

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guess what, it’s time for another episode of Weird Biology! today we’re going to learn about a creature that looks like a stained-glass window, but stalks the oceans with toxic might powered only by the wind like a sailing ship of old. 

that’s right, it’s the devil’s own shopping bag-

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the name is almost longer than the animal.

The Portuguese Man o’ War is a floating jellyfish relative called a Hydrozoan. it was named after the 18th century sailing ship, apparently by a blind person. “oh, it looks like a sailing ship under full sail” no it doesn’t, shut up. it looks like a rogue walmart shopping bag that blew into the Atlantic and makes a living by strangling innocent sea turtles.

but like the aforementioned plastic bag, the Man o’ War uses its lovely blue-purple air sac to catch the breeze. it wanders in groups through the warm waters of the Atlantic, driven along by the wind and tides. kind of poetic, really. 

as long as you don’t look underwater, anyway.

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I’m about to ruin it for everybody, hang on.

like so many other things in life, it’s not what you see on the surface that’s important but what is underneath that counts.

in this case, what’s underneath is up to 165 feet of venomous tentacles. it’s like that thing they say about icebergs, where you only see the top 10% and the rest is an invisible ship-killing nightmare? it’s exactly like that.

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except with poison tentacles.

the Man o’ War is basically a biological fishing trawler, trailing these stupidly long tentacles like a fine mesh net through the water. and when an innocent fish who probably has a family at home comes into contact with this “net”, specialized cells called Nematocysts are triggered to fire tiny poison harpoons into the victim, causing instant death or paralysis

the tentacle then reels itself upward into the body of the Man o’ War like a fishing line, dragging its helpless victim upward to be digested. 

so, uh, actually not like a fishing trawler then, not like a fishing trawler at all.

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unless the fishing trawler was designed by Junji Ito. 

though the Man o’ War may look like a jellyfish, it’s definitely not. in fact, it’s not even a single animal! it’s actually four separate organisms jammed into a venomous trenchcoat like three best friends trying to sneak into an R rated movie. 

“how the fuck even”, I hear you say. and that’s a valid question! it’s not everyday that we discover that what we thought was a single animal is actually four smaller animals living communally to form a larger, more dangerous animal. it would be like discovering that opossums are actually comprised of 17 rats each.

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no word on if they do a silly dance and tap their fingers together to fuse or what though.

in the Man o’ War’s case, these four individual kinds of “polyps” that comprise the complete final form are the air sac polyp (gets the gang around), the digestive polyp (converts murdered fish into energy for the whole gang), the reproductive polyp (makes small clones of each individual gang member), and the tentacle polyp (murders things indiscriminately for the sheer joy of it). 

that’s right, the tentacles are a separate animal! you might be wondering if they sometimes come loose, wander off, and just sting people/animals randomly when they drift into populated areas. what a silly question! 

yeah, happens all the time.

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SHIT.

while rarely fatal, Man o’ Wars stings can seriously injure humans. this is a big problem in areas where Man o’ Wars are common, because storms and predators can knock the tentacles right the fuck off. the tentacles drift away, only to wash ashore and sting a hapless beachgoer weeks later. that’s right, rogue tentacles can still sting for days or weeks after separation! even if the Man ‘o War is beached! isn’t that neat! fuck!

the discovery of a beached Man o’ War usually closes the entire fucking beach, for this reason. would YOU want to go fuck around in the sand if it might be full of over a hundred feet of poison spaghetti too fine to notice with the naked eye?

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if the answer is yes, I have great news about a bridge I’d like to sell you.

if all this information upset you, I’d like to offer my deepest condolences. but buckle up for one last upsetting fact, and here it is: Man o’ War are spreading. 

usually restricted to warm waters, climate change has driven the Man o’ War as far north as Great Britain. that’s awful awful awful news for any country that touches the Atlantic ocean, which is lots of them. 

luckily, we have dependable allies in this fight: sea turtles and the Mola Mola! (which I’ve written about before) unfortunately just about all we can do at this point is to cheer these awesome devil-balloon-munchers on from the safety of shore, while trying to invent a Man o’ War-proof barrier net.

for now, watch out for anything that looks like a floating plastic bag.

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and for god’s sake, watch where you step.

thanks for reading! you can find the rest of the Weird Biology series here.

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#chris evans #in where he is actually steve rogers

#when is chris evans not steve rogers though

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#when casting is perfect I begin to wonder about Marvel #do they secretly grow these people on farms #let them loose on the world for a while to establish lives #and then cast them as the role they were grown for

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i do believe this is my fifth time reblogging this

apart form sebastian though he goes from this to this

seb’s the weird cousin

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This is amazing oml

Seb’s the fanboy they grew to connect with the audience

@snowyseba This explains everything!

I’ve only seen this post in screenshots on pinterest. I love it.

I think you missed the other fanboy…

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Love this

Everybody says Seb isn’t like Bucky… but he IS. He’s Bucky without a mask on. Bucky’s always wearing some sort of mask. Even around Steve. Seb is what Bucky would be like if he’d had the chance to just ~be~.

UH THIS

Um we’re forgetting someone…

ITS FINALLY ON MY DASH YESSS

Not to forget our “Wizard”:

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I’ve found it. I’ve found the perfect post.

it’s on my dash jdnckdmd

these dorks lmaoo

I love everyone omg they’re all so amazing???

YES

Don’t forget

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Chris looks so hot in that first gif set

Omg I found THE original post! Holy shit I’ve only ever seen screenshots of this!

This post pops up on my dash every few months and I will never not reblog it.

This is too good to not reblog

Everybody see this, this is the quality trash I came to Tumblr in the first place.

Also

This post is ALMOST perfect, but we’re forgetting someone:

Marvel has a farm wher they harvest actors [confirmed]

Enjoy your Saturday