HC: Eddie unironically says groovy
eddie definitely uses a bunch of outdated and just downright cheesy sayings. remember when he said ‘apple-solutely’ in the book? and insisted that ben reply ‘in a while crocodile’ to eddies ‘see you later alligator’? eddie is a whole lame dork
My sister was watching Eclipse with me and at this scene...
She says “He looks like he’s laughing in slow-mo”
Jacob isn’t in pain...he’s
🌸✨🧚🏻Laughing 🧚🏻✨🌸
Not my gif
Richie: *carves ‘Richie + Eddie’ into a tree*
Eddie: What a nerd.
Eddie: *adds '4 ever’ *
THIS IS THE BEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN
NO THEY FUCKING DIDN’T!!!!!!
(If you don’t know Eddie dies as an adult fighting “it” the second time and he literally dies in Richie’s arms)
staying comfy for spooky season 🎃
-they go to the same studio but obviously never have class together because they do different types of dance
-Richie likes staying after his class to watch the ballerinas (he’s fascinated by how graceful they are compared to his intense hip hop) and has maaaajor heart eyes for Eddie.
-Eddie pretends to be annoyed with Richie’s onlooking but he secretly likes it and holds his head a little higher when he notices Richie peeking during his class
-of course Richie flirts with Eddie between their classes and Eddie rolls his eyes and tries to hide his blush
-Eddie eventually starts going to the studio early so he can see Richie in his class and lowkey gets weak in the knees cuz boy’s got MOVES
-When they start dating they’re the ultimate dance power couple and will pirouette/six step your ass if you try to mess with them
-Richie kissing Eddie’s head on his way into the studio. “Have a good class, babe.”
-they get eachother flowers for their recital and have to hide them in the dressing room
-Sneaking into the wings of the stage for one last kiss and “kick ass, babe!”
-Richie trying to mimic Eddie’s moves when he practices
-“Your form is terrible. Point your feet, dumbass!”
-Richie practicing before goofily scooping Eddie up and swinging him around to the beat
-Both of them dancing like idiots around their studio after classes are done for the day playing their songs over the speakers and just enjoying being together
-ballerina!eddie and hiphop!richie
Tumblr users are often so arrogant and it shows. They can draw a full cast of POC characters but when POC say "Hey we want more than just our skin tone" they're suddenly deaf as shit.
Representation on Tumblr has become a way for white people to win brownie points just because they took a Hershey's bar and slapped it onto a person's skin tone.
The most disgusting thing is that they insist on making JUST African-Americans. They insist on making JUST one facial type, one nose type, one lip type, one hair type, one slang type, one skin tone.
And when they make a person Asian, it's Japanese. And when they make a person Hispanic, it's Mexican. And when they make a person indigenous, they never specify on which tribe/nation they came from, but you'll bet they're Native AMERICAN.
But my favorite part is when other POC demand representation and those same fucking white people are like "But but but look at all my black characters!!!!"
POC isn't just confined to America.
POC isn't just black.
POC isn't just Japanese.
POC isn't just Mexican.
POC isn't just Native American.
It's from the Miskitu in Nicaragua, from the highlands of Ethiopia, from the deserts of Saudi Arabia, from the mountains of Indonesia. It's from the arroz con gandules, from the folk music, from the festivals. It's many cultures blending, it's speaking more than just English, it's dealing with racism unique to our countries of origin.
It's more than just one universal experience, and white Tumblr isn't willing to show that.
there’s literally no point in teaching girls to be body positive if you only use men’s opinions for validation like “boys like girls with curves” nah get that the fuck out of here
cute things to call your girlfriend: 1. sugar 2. honey 3. flour 4. egg 5. 1/2lb butter 6. stir 7. pour into pan 8. preheat to 375°
Ya MCM said ew when you told him you were on your period. He’s 27.