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I’ve been told my entire life not to take showers or baths during thunderstorms because lightening can travel through the plumbing and you know what? I don’t care anymore. If God decides to kill me in that ridiculous manner, it’ll be a hell of a way to go. Going to take the risk. Fuck it.
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My therapist, who specializes in adults with ADHD, recently told me that all of her clients need a three day crashout period after a big life change. Finish the semester? Crashout. Change jobs? Crashout. Go on a really cool, really relaxing vacation? Crashout the moment you get home.
It's true of literally all of her clients. She works with a lot of them to put systems in place so that their crashouts are only three days. This includes the high-powered execs who travel regularly for work. It does not matter how successful or high functioning they are - they have ADHD, and a crashout is just part of the process of living with it.
I'm sharing this with all you ADHD friends out there, just in case you (like me) start shaming yourself if your crashout lasts more than one day. It turns out three days is kind of the best case scenario. Be kind to yourselves!
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this "negative" review of guillermo del toro's upcoming frankenstein movie is everything to me
"The Mexican director has chosen to emphasise the romanticism at the expense of the horror. Elordi plays the creature as a misunderstood, James Dean-like outsider with Oedipal issues rather than as an agent of evil and chaos. Even if his face and torso are latticed with suitably grotesque scars, staples and stitches, he is not only the most sympathetic character in the movie but the best-looking one too. It’s left to Oscar Isaac to provide the real villainy as the brilliant but egomaniacal scientist, Victor Frankenstein..."
HELLO YES IT'S ME, MARY SHELLEY CALLING, JUST WANTED TO ASK IF YOU'VE EVER SEEN A GUILLERMO DEL TORO MOVIE OR... I DON'T KNOW... READ MY BOOK?
"The film lurches between scenes of lush romantic melodrama and moments of Grand Guignol bloodletting."
*bangs fists on table* SIGN! ME! THE! FUCK! UP!
#Frankenstein#books#reading#“I hate the movie because it's accurate to the book and not what I assumed based on cultural osmosis”#like ok bud thanks
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The term "book of the dead" doesnt really give you perspective to how big a lot of Egyptian funerary texts are.

Imhoteps book of the Dead is 64 feet long.
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crybaby learns how to swim - subtitled
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short film by jonathan djob nkondo, posted to tiktok by the artist who did the sound, nicholas snyder
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i tend to be generally fearless to a bit of a fault but today i experienced a split second of absolutely primal terror
i was coming home from a hike and was in the mountains waiting for a train to pass so i could cross the tracks. i briefly looked up to look at the train as it approached because i understand the appeal of a good train. i was met with this sight, actively approaching me

my sense of fight or flight is pretty dormant but it hit me so hard i felt vaguely nauseous for five minutes. i sat there in my car looking like id seen someone get shot. for some reason my brain could not process thomas and all i knew was that suddenly my world was very different and very, very frightening
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Labyrinth (1986) | dir: Jim Henson
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My father is not a man who knows how to cook. He is 77-years-old and was absolutely raised in a sexist household where his mother did literally everything (including serve her husband and three sons while standing, waiting until they were finished eating until she ate her own meal). He hasn't really progressed past believing that men and women are inherently different (ie: believing that women are just more inherently kind, empathetic, and servile). But this isn't about my father's deeply ingrained sexism. This is about my father and his egg crimes.
The last time I visited my dad, he wanted to make eggs to make egg salad. (First off. Mind blown that he was doing this himself and not asking my stepmom to do it for him). He asked me how I make hard boiled eggs. So I told him:
1. Bring the water to a boil. 2. Shut it off and remove pan from heat. 3. Let the eggs sit for anywhere from 10-15 minutes depending on how hard you want the yolk. 4. Ice bath. 5. Prosper with your delicious hard boiled eggs packed with protein and love.
"Huh, that's interesting," he said. And then casually added, "I usually just boil them for 20 minutes."
He. He
boils them
for
TWENTY (20) MINUTES
Horrified, I quietly asked (dramatization), "Do your eggs come out smelling like the sulfurous pits of hell while your yolks are gray and powdery and rubbery?"
He replied with a look of confusion like I was some sort of prescient wizard, "Yeah."
I took a deep breath, processing the food crimes of my father, and said, "Please. For the love of god. Never ruin your eggs again. Do it this way."
Later that day he excitedly came up to me and said, "Wow, this is the best my eggs have ever come out!"
I smiled and congratulated him and walked away, happy to know that some hen out there didn't suffer through laying an egg larger than her head only for a senior citizen to desecrate the fruits of her labor.
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cat can:
snuggle
biting you
eat food AND plastic
so scared of car sounds
locate Bug
Make sounds
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Tumblr has forever affected how I refer to my food. Macking cheese in the michael wave. My dinnar #mydinnar. Grilling absolute cheese. It goes on
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Oh, Tenna, the TV that you are
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