#did u know i have a weakness for sports movies
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Reddie enjoyers, nerds, writers, artists… we all know when we LOVE a duo/ship dynamic, we (for the most of us) project ourselves in one of the two characters.
So yeah, are you a Richie kinnie mother fucker or a Eddie kinnie mother fucker ? Explain urself
For my own regard, I’m offering y’all a list of stupid facts about me that make me think I’m more of a Eddie mf.
Well, I always thought I was a Richie mf. Turns out growing up is realizing I am really not dealing with trauma by joking. I think I’m more of a Eddie mf ; something deeply wrong ? Internalize it, ignores it (even tho Richie’s the same in this one). Backpack full of medication, adapted for every situation and every friends of mine. Dealing with anxiety ? I have four different medications, adapted for any of my friends, any situation. Hand sanitizer? Always. Bandages ? Everywhere in my kit. Gagging when cats are taking a pis or pooping on the floor. Gagging when some smells or things gross me out. And EVERYTHING gross me out. Feeling on top of the world when I succeed to not wash my hand after touching something that is clearly clean but makes feels like my hand is burning because Idon’tknowwhy. Can’t eat junk foods without feeling sick. Growing up with parents that (unconsciously) made me feel weak and unable to do anything by my own, never did sports, never did anything dangerous, cause mommy’s always watching (my mom is a good mom btw. Unlike mrs K). I feel weak and unable and fearful, yet it seems I’m actually a fucking gryffindor (ew hp references in 2024, but you get my point). And fuck, everything I search in a partner is someone who mess with me but is deeply in love with me, right ? Teasing, joking, all this shit. Oh the way fanfictions always describes the way Eddie’s face scrunch in the movies ? this is a natural response to absolutely everything for me
I really just needed to analyze myself projecting onto Eddie thank u for listening
Be cringe be free
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omg ... hi 👉👈 thank u for the tag @xiaoluclair what era are we entering rn
1: are you named after anyone? my real name is what my dad would’ve been named if he had been born a daughter, so sort of LOL
2: when was the last time you cried? literally last night, and i will cry again tonight when i lie down for my daily unendurable watch of brocedes tiktoks
3: do you have kids? no but i like to call myself a milf anyway cuz its a mindset <3
4: do you use sarcasm a lot? yes it’s how i flirt & charm my way into being unsettling but unforgettable
5: what sports do you play/have you played? i hate sports, so literally only equestrian disciplines akskdslds </3 i’ve done western riding, dressage, jumping, but my new/current horse is like barely trained under saddle so we just vibe
6. what's the first thing you notice about other people? their hair tbh
7: scary movies or happy endings? i do love horror movies but lately they’re all SO fucking boring
8: any special talents? being cringefail And being really good at overwatch. i’ve also witnessed a murder
9: where were you born? in ur mom .
10: what are your hobbies? i like to ride horses and roleplay w/ my friends :3 i have anxiety so i don’t do much. i barely talk to anyone on here. i convince myself everyone hates me. my hobby is oversharing . i also collect cinnamoroll plushies (swag +2)
11: do you have any pets? i have 3 cats, a dog, and a horse, and my mutuals
12: how tall are you? 5′3″ babieeeee lets go
13: fave subject in school? ngl other than math i was really good at everything in school i’ll have u know i never lost my 4.0 gpa ONCE
14: dream job? being a wag
15: eye colour? dark brown and i specifically remember my 8th grade teacher staring at me one time and going “your eyes are black did you know they say people with black eyes can truly look into other people’s souls” and i’ve never recovered
i had a moment of weakness originally if you saw me beign pathetic here no u didn’t i was not myself i’m fighting demons. ANYWAY: i’m tagging whoever sees this cuz i’m nervous. i have a rash now and my heart is racing or whatever eminem said.
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v.. vomit story...? if u uhhh want to.. elaborate...
well alright, since ya asked :)
so as i've perhaps mentioned, i'm kind of a scrawny whelp of a person, and this was even moreso the case when i was in school. unfortunately for me, physical education class exists and is required in most public schools including mine. in high school, we were required to take two p.e. courses, each worth a half-credit, and the first one had to be a basic fundamental p.e. class, while we had a little more freedom with what we took for the second class.
that's how i ended up in a fitness class centered entirely around walking - i'm not gonna hold up in a game of flag football, but i can handle walking, and it fulfilled the second half of my credit, making it the last time i would ever have to take physical education. sweet deal, right?
except we were doing all of our walking outside, so if the weather was bad we had to find somewhere else to go. sometimes we would go use the fitness equipment for which we had a separate, specialized room (still no idea where the FUCK the school district found the money for that) but sometimes we would instead be merged with one of the other teacher's team sports class. dramatic music sting goes here.
on one of these latter days, we got stuck playing.... well, i don't know, to be honest. it was some kind of handball-type-thing, because the teachers were basically just making shit up. but it involved a LOT of running. back, forth, up, down, everywhere, weaving in between other players. i'm a scared little mouse even to this day, so i was playing as hard as i could to make sure the 6'5" coach didn't sniff out my weakness and tear off my arm with his teeth as an example to the others.
cut to after the game, where they make us get our stuff and wait for the bell to ring. why? because public school is a cruel and unusual form of punishment. so i've got my bag and i'm feeling the effect of the hour and a half of non-stop physical exertion i just did. i start hovering around a giant trash can they keep by the doors. eventually i have to sit down. i feel like if i could get moving, i might be okay, but right now there's nowhere to go. i'm continuing to sweat, and i figure it's bc i'm in a big crowd of other students waiting for the bell. so i get the really and truly brilliant idea to walk all the way to the other side of the gym and sit down against the wall there. no trash can, no exit, but at least there's no people!
once i sit down, i can't move. i'm swaying from side to side, knowing what's going to happen but unable to stop it. the best i can do when i finally hurl is crane my head to the side and get it on the floor instead of myself. it takes several minutes for anyone to notice.
luckily, as soon as the vomit demon was excised from my body, i could get up and move just fine. i located the least hateful of the gym teachers and informed them of the situation, expecting (and feeling like i deserved) to be put in a deep dark pit for the inconvenience. they instead seemed pretty neutral on the whole situation, and proceeded to mopping.
before returning to routine, i was asked if i would be going home due to illness. i stated confidently that i couldn't, because i had a test next period. i then rinsed my mouth out with my water bottle, and went about my day. and that's a good picture of how i was essentially a living caricature of a nerd from a dumb teen movie.
#there are a lot of other things in this story that make me go wow what a fucking dumbass kid i was#but it's already. quite long. sorry about that btw#emeto tw#<don't usually tag that but i feel it's called for in this case#*char noises*#char asks#i think the worst part of the story is that i thought i was really cool for sticking it out for the rest of the day#GOD i don't hate the kid i was then but sometimes i just wish i could noogie some sense into them#you guys are getting insight into a whole other world rn. that's nearly a different person entirely than who i am right now#sometimes i feel like all my stories are from high school but it's only because that's the last time i set foot outside#okay i promise i'll shut up now bye
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15 questions etc etc you get it
1. Are you named after anyone?
me and my siblings are all originals and i'm proud of that first of our names baby
2. When was the last time you cried?
i want to say a couple weeks ago? what is time really
3. Do you have kids?
nope
4. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
i joke a lot but i wouldn’t necessarily describe it as sarcasm, i’m just an unserious person
5. What’s the first thing you notice about people?
usually hair and clothes. i’m shallow
6. What color are your eyes?
blueish greenish greyish
7. Scary movies or happy endings?
i love any and all horror but i’m also totally weak for a solid rom-com so uhh both
8. Any special talents?
i’m a great driver. nothing has ever touched my car that wasn’t supposed to (except when i failed my first parallel parking test by backing into a pole but that wasn't my car so it doesn’t count). undefeated behind the wheel
9. Where were you born?
amewica 🤠
10. What are your hobbies?
writing, gaming, have played guitar on and off for like a decade, got really into baking for a minute but that time has long passed
11. Do you have any pets?
used to have family pets, none of my own
12. What sports do you play/have you played?
i played soccer when i was very little (5 or 6?), mostly picked flowers and did cartwheels on the field, did not contribute to the game whatsoever. also i took like three kickboxing classes a few years ago
13. How tall are you?
5'10ish
14. Favorite subject in school?
journalism/broadcast
15. Dream job?
focused on games writing! narrative director somewhere in the indie-AA space sounds like a dream
(thank u @silv3reyedstranger and uhhh here @arthousedyke @siriusly-sapphic @naurcissamilfoy and whoever else i don't know fifteen people what am i a census taker)
#do what you will with this information#i can't imagine how it'd be useful#but nevertheless#also this inspired me to play for a bit and wow my callouses are totally gone#ouchie
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