Villains in Addams Family movies go to really unnecessary lengths to defraud them of the family fortune. These people just give it away on whims all the time. If I just walked into the house and started wearing their clothes and spending their money, they wold start introducing me as Cousin Intruder and forget there was ever a time I didn’t live with them.
I disagree with this whole heartedly, they would realize you weren’t a member of their family fairly quick since they keep Immaculate track of their family trees. The important thing, the really important thing, is that they wouldn’t care. Especially if you’re acting like they are family to you, they’re just going to assume that you’re someone who needs a family and needs friends and happily provide one to you without question. Especially if you’re someone, and given that you’re sharing their clothes this is pretty likely, with similar tastes to them. Eventually they will call you part of the family but it won’t be because they don’t realize you aren’t, it will be because they’ve decided to make you one.
i’d also like to add a little tidbit here as well. the Addam’s family don’t even care if you are like them or not. in the first movie, they had basically semi-adopted their finical guy in Gomez’s strange little way of sword fighting with him. and in the second movie, Debby was nothing like them at all (in appearances and when she was acting, i mean)
they make it some kind of habit of taking in the outcasts, the weirdos, the freaks and psychos sure, but they are just generally good people as well. they may not understand you if you like pastels and fluffy unicorns and pop music, but they’ll still respect it’s your choice. heck, when their youngest Addam’s turned into well… a ‘normal’ child
they adapted! they changed to suite the baby’s needs, even as drastically strange from their own life as it was.
so in short, yes, you could absolutely be adopted into this family of absolute weirdos by either being an absolute weirdo, being ‘normal’, or what ever! they’re pretty radical
I’m reasonably sure if I showed up at Gomez and Morticia’s and said “I disowned most of my family for being abusive fuckheads and I really just need someone to talk to” I would very shortly have a room, a spot in the family cemetery, and no more student loans.
My favorite thing about dromaeosaurids has to be how drastically different they were compared to how they are portrayed in the media. They probably have THE most drastic difference. An accurate T. rex or sauropod still reads as “dinosaur” to the general public, but to someone who is uneducated on dinosaurs, accurate dromaeosaurids read as “weird bird” (and while birds ARE dinosaurs, the average person doesn’t know that). The only real thing that connects the two is the famous sickle claw.
It may be Utahraptor week, but the best example of this is definitely Velociraptor due to its claim to fame in Jurassic Park (which isn’t even from the Jurassic, like many other dinosaurs in the books and films).
(also excuse my messy drawing, I just wanted to throw something together quickly)
That header photo doesn’t do the dragon justice. (For shame!). Here’s NASA’s own photo:
(Source [Because NASA is funded by taxpayer money, all their images are public domain, BTW])
THE TIME HAS COME
C-can we come back to the hole in the sun bit
nah, imma just enjoy the absinthe in the sky with diamonds
I mean… aurora borealis is caused by solar radiation interacting with the magnetosphere where it bends toward the earth at the poles. The most spectacular displays are caused by a solar mass ejection, which is the sun flinging off a bunch of itself. This process doesn’t exactly leave a hole, per se, but it does come from a sunspot, which looks like a hole.
So, in a way that bends the use of language nearly to the breaking point, yes, the green dragon did come from a “hole” in the sun.
You all, fools: *getting tattoos based on the ancient tattoos they find on bog mummies and the other ancient dead that for all you know will bind you to a forgotten god that now by all rights has a claim on your life for better or for worse*
Me, and intellectual: *doesnt fucking do that*
A forgotten god cannot run my life any worse than I am currently running it myself.
So my cat is sleeping between my legs and then this happened and I laughed so hard he woke up.
that’s a potato
Your cat looks like an uncooked chicken
he became so smooth i’m so proud of him
Doctors HATE him for discovering this one skin-smoothing trick!
Every now and then this post picks up traction again and honestly those last two replies are my favorite so I’m reblogging to preserve them on my blog forever.
It was a considerable challenge to put this much detail into this piece.
Between the feathers, the lighting, and the detail in his skin, I really had my work cut out for me.
I seem to be in a muted color kind of mood these days. I don’t know what that’s about, but I don’t hate it. There’s a time for bright colors and there’s a time to put them away.
Tweed is not a time to experiment with bright colors.
