#blondie explain

[daylightsimon]

TRACK FIVE WHAT THE FUCK

#what does it MEAN #I know it means another mental breakdown but the TITLE #taylor swift #blondie EXPLAIN

[starrysharks]

'more masc women in media!!' you guys literally cannot even handle princess peach

#yknow i posted this on twitter and then insta deleted it because i have had 2 tweets blow up in the past 2 days #and i do NOT want a third strike #like as someone who actually doesnt like peach's new expression (i think it looks a bit off idk how to explain it) #saying that its too masculine is crazy... literally a pretty pink blondie in a princess dress with a >:D expression #its giving let men be masculine. tbh

[xxcherrycherixx]

Cupid, lounging on blondie’s bed: would you love me if i was a worm?

Blondie, looking up from her mirrorpad confused: no?

Cupid: you’re meant to say yes :(

Blondie even more confused and slightly offended: why would i say yes?? Do you think im attracted to worms??

#ever after high #c.a cupid #blondie lockes #cupid explains what she meant and blondie goes : oh! still no. but maybe if you were a bear-

[rebelcharmings]

Apple White is beyond excited for her first year at Hogwarts. But invasive questions and certain thoughts keep dampening her mood.

#DROPS THIS AND RUNS SOO SORRY ABOUT THE WAIT #next chapter after this will be the sorting ceremony i think idk why this one took me so long #actually i do know i explain it in the notes #ever after high #eah #eah hogwarts au #witches and queens #eah fanfic #apple white #briar beauty #ashlynn ella #blondie lockes #daring charming #darling charming

[musesacquiredlikebruises]

starting the rumor that green dot is taylor specifically checking on the destruction her mash-ups caused so she can brainstorm for even more the next show

#the only way to explain how we got new years day/peace and then wcs x ivy #blondie really said 'im going to cause destruction like never before'

[haunted-xander]

Family bonding is playing Theatrhythm while my big sister infodumps about the FF14 lore

#she was explaining the of the songs on the ff14 maps since i have only played like #the very beginning section of ff14 #as in. 'just barely met yda and papalymo' early #anyway. it was a good time i love living in a neurodivergent household #shes also the genius who made my current party of 'evil gay uncle emperor mateus takes his nieces and nephews on a road trip' #(the nieces and nephews being krile snow and prompto) #(bc she told me to do an all blondie party) #(cloud wasnt allowed bc hes already leveled up and i wanted to even the characters levels a bit more) #oh i should tag this probably #final fantasy #final fantasy theatrhythm #theatrhythm #final fantasy xiv #final fantasy 14 #ff14 #ffxiv #xander rambles

[god-mouths]

girls girls girls

#paradigm shift #charlotte #blondie #clipboard #theyre supplementary characters? hard to explain. they sort of leak into the main story

[sweetteaswift]

all i can say is thank god she didn’t sing long story short like i thought she was gonna for a second

#her explaining the rain situation & saying long story short #i was like blondie pls no #don’t ruin that song w the implications™ right now #mine

[somedaytakethetime]

God is 100% a Danish lover too.. 😶😩

#HOW ELSE DO YOU EXPLAIN THIS CREATION HM??? #HOW ELSE DO YOU EXPLAIN ALL THE SEXY SEXY DANES OUT THERE??? #even looking at the stands at Parken... these people are **so** fine besties... #let me not talk about the hot Dane blondie girls... let me not start... #anyway this sexy sexy king should wear something other than green #i hate green on this man i won't lie #YES HE LOOKS FINE AF STILL BUT DO YOU REALISE HOW MUCH PRETTIER HE LOOKS IN OTHER COLOURS?? #HE BLENDS IN WITH THE GRASS!!! #THAT'S A CRIME #plus.. the green doesn't give his tush the full potential it deserves #he's build like a dump truck and yet... #sick and twisted.. #Kasper Schmeichel #king thicccness #danish captain america

[imwritesometimes]

already planning the first meal I'm gonna cook when we have food again the first thing I'm gonna bake godddd

#I think the first meal might be just some straight up good spaghetti idk or maybe like breaded chicken #and baby potatoes #idk idk idk I can't decide cause then there's also like the really good one pot meals I make #tacos....... fuck omg tacos #make some blondies. or a bundt cake. Cinnamon swirl bundt cake or chocolate w/chocolate ganache & fruit topping #idk idk idk there are no LIMITS WHEN YOU HAVE AN ACTUAL FRIDGE. AND FOOD. #fuckin pot roast and mashed potatoes and carrots and green beans like OMG I miss real food jfc #getting a wedge of parm and slicing it up w/the food processor I MISS FOOD #erin explains it all

[soupy-harry]

Clint Eastwood on set of A Fistful of Dollars, 1964 [X]

#clint eastwood #1964 #60s #a fistful of dollars #blondie #il buono #hat #on set #color #photo #fav #my post #god I love this tint #adding that last image again cuz now all the orange tints are happily united #imdb dont make it easy I dont even wanna explain how I'm downloading these here #dollars trilogy

[xxcherrycherixx]

Blondie lockes, bursting through the door to briars room: I THINK IM PREGNANT

Briar falling off the bed: WHAT-

Briar now on the floor: what the fuck do you mean you think you’re pregnant?!? How?!?

Blondie: me and cupid were having sex and we didn’t use protection and-

Briar, who has only seen cupid with the c.a cupid cunt and is totally unaware of the c.a cupid cock: …girl, you’re definitely not pregnant. thats not how it works.

Blondie: -really? Oh thank the writers, my mom would have killed me.

9 months later

Briar: ….

blondie, holding her newborn baby: turns out it does work that way.

Briar, with a new fear of getting pregnant from a Strap on : …i can see that.

#ever after high #blondie lockes #briar beauty #heartlockes #briar doesnt get the cupid cock explained to her for agesss #when she finally does find out about it she just screams. all this time she was so afraid of dildos somehow impregnating her😭

[rayyzcosmos]

this news of taylor and joe breakup is hurting me more than my own break up which has never happened but I'm hurting beforehand cause like what in the phuck do you mean taylor broke up with joe for whom she wrote 33 songs, half of the reputation album is for him, he is the first one who gets to listen to her song, and how would she walk on cornelia street again???

#this fucking hurts #hurts #taylor swift #joe alwyn #taylor and joe #taylornation #swifties #taylor tour #someone help #someone put me out of my misery #someone explain #miss blondie #blondie #taylor eras tour

[ravenclaw-swiftie]

Can we talk about the fact that the album shop background is the rep dress but in different colours? Like here is the evermore one and here is the dress that I'm talking about (I couldn't find the full body one but if you know you know). @taylorswift

#blondie explain yourself #taylor #taylor swift #reputation

[mariacallous]

Last year, the lead singer of The 1975, Matt Healy, managed to offend a whole lot of Gaelgoirí (Irish speakers) when he appeared to mock a fan’s name – Dervla – at a meet-and-greet.

Healy isn’t alone, though, when it comes to anglophone bafflement at Irish names. A recent study based on an analysis of Google searches revealed the words that British people have the most difficulty pronouncing. The names Aoife, Saoirse, Niamh and Siobhán occupy places in the top 10.

And it’s not exclusively a British problem: I always cringe watching US talkshows where the host quizzes their Irish guest (usually Saoirse Ronan) on the pronunciation of their and other Irish names.

I’ve heard every possible variation of my own name from non-Irish people. It’s not uncommon in Ireland; in secondary school, there were four Niamhs in my class. But I rarely come across an English person who is familiar with it, despite the proximity of our two countries.

In case you don’t know, it’s pronounced “Neev” or “Nee-av”, either is perfectly acceptable. The prefix Ní means “daughter of”. My surname is trickier, and has even tripped up a few Irish people; it can be translated as Herbert, and is pronounced “her-a-vard”.

When I was living in London, I quickly learned that saying Niamh at the counter in a coffee shop or over the phone to make a booking simply wouldn’t fly. This led to the invention of what I call my “Starbucks name”. Anything easily pronounceable with a simple spelling would do. Mia, Sophie and Rose were among my common aliases.

Speaking to others reveals a litany of similar experiences. Aoibhe Ní Shúilleabháin, a designer and teacher, spent two years at college in England having her name mispronounced and disrespected. (Her first name is pronounced “Ay-vah”.) More than one lecturer resorted to calling her “blondie”.

She tells me: “I was asked to say, ‘Three hundred and thirty three trees’” – a tongue-twister that does the rounds on TikTok – “more often than I was asked to repeat my name.” She recalls the lack of interest when she attempted to explain that Irish and English are different languages with different pronunciation rules.

Clearly, the sensitivities at play here are rooted in history: Ireland was colonised by the English and our national language was all but wiped out. A language revival began in earnest in the 19th century, but it’s never quite recovered. Ireland’s most recent census shows that about 40% of Ireland’s population can speak Irish. The English destroyed our language once before, so every little throwaway comment and scoff at our names hurts a little bit more – and ultimately becomes just tiresome. A handful of people even remark, “Oh! I didn’t know Ireland had its own language,” when I tell them about my name.

Writer Darach Ó Séaghdha is all too familiar with these difficulties. (The “rach” in Darach is pronounced like “Bach”, he says.)He hosted a podcast called Motherfoclóir, a podcast about the Irish language and culture, and whenever there were guests on with Irish names, “inevitably the episode would turn into group therapy”. There was one bad experience, he recalls, when he was told that his surname “looked like a wifi password”. But he decided to give his children Irish names, too. It’s a common trend, he says, “because parents with Irish names have been battle-hardened”.

Like the others I spoke to for this piece, writer and director Rioghnach (think “Ree-nock”)Ní Ghrioghair believes that a sense of superiority among English speakers is to blame for the constant mistreatment of Irish names. But she’s defiant. “We are going to scrutinise the British for any transgression regarding the pronunciation of our names,” and other things, she tells me, like British media claiming Irish actors as their own during awards seasons.

There is no easy crash-course I can give to you on the pronunciation of Irish names, but you can always try out “how to pronounce”-style websites (which themselves can be contested). But the simplest and most reliable solution is perhaps just to politely ask an Irish person – and listen attentively to what they say. I may have accepted that English people are very rarely going to get my name right on the first go, but I appreciate a well-intentioned effort. Just don’t laugh at it, please.

[kitchen-spoon]

Steddie where Eddie moves into a small house in a retirement mobile home park. He is the youngest guy there and is pretty handy. All the old ladies in the neighbourhood start to talk about him when he begins to offer his handyman skills to them as well.

One day after finishing up winterizing Mrs. Harrington’s water supply to her trailer she invites Eddie inside for some tea to warm up. Winter hadn’t hit yet but it was already nippy out she told him. Once inside she invites him to come over Sunday night to join her and her friends ‘book club’. At first Eddie politely declines but once she explains to him that its all the old ladies in the neighbourhood sitting around drinking wine, smoking joints, and gossiping he’s in.

Enter Steve who visits his grandma every Sunday for dinner and sometimes stays for her gossip sessions with all the other bitties in the neighbourhood because the snacks are always great. Steve is surprised that week when the door bell rings and a hot long haired pierced man covered in tattoos is standing there instead of another old woman handing him her coat and cane. Steve sputters for a moment but then his grandmother is coming up behind him explaining this is the young man who fixed her water supply for her.

“Well um, thank you for that.” Steve nods awkwardly, watching over his shoulder as his grandmother waddled away back to her friends. “You didn’t have to come though, sorry if she twisted your arm about it, she’s stubborn.” He rubbed at the back of his neck with a small chuckle.

“It’s okay I really don’t mind.” Eddie smiled easily, inching his way into the house and Steve’s personal space. “Smoking weed with a bunch of old ladies and gossiping about my new neighbours sounds like a great way for me to spend my Sunday.” He winked.

“I- yeah it is pretty fun.” Steve agreed having not moved at all. “The snacks are always great too, you’ll have to try Betty’s blondie cake it’s always my favourite.” Steve leaned in to whisper conspiratorially.

Eddie beamed back at him, eyes roving all over Steve’s face before pausing at his lips for a second then darting back up to his eyes. “Lead the way then big boy.” Eddie bit his lip at how red Steve’s face got, he decided to push it slipping his hand into Steve’s.

“Yeah- uh sure yeah.” Steve nodded dumbly staring at their connected hands for a moment before snapping out of it and tugging Eddie along. “Everything is set up in the living room, I just got the fire going to so it should be warm.”

By the end of the night Eddie and Steve were melted into one another on a small single seater in the corner of the room. They watched as all the ladies gathered their coats one by one as their husbands came to collect them.

“It’s sweet.” Steve sighed unprompted, his head lolled against Eddie’s shoulder. Eddie made a questioning noise so he continued. “Seeing their husbands come walk them back home at the end of the night. They aren’t annoyed that their wives are giggly and a bit wobbly they are just happy they are happy and want to be there to take care of them.”

“You are a sappy stoner Steve.” Eddie teased, he moved his hand over and dropped it onto Steve’s thigh giving it a squeeze. “Can’t say I blame you though, it is very cute to see.” Eddie sighed before unsticking himself from Steve’s side and making his way to the door himself. “I better get going, no husband to come walk me home”. He blushed at the implication of his own words.

“I’ll be your husband.” Steve blurted then immediately turned red. “I mean- I meant that I uhum-“

“You can walk me home Steve.” Eddie smiled wide and teasingly. He looked his arm through Steve’s and tugged him through the door, waving goodbye to Mrs.Harrington with a promise to be back next week.

The walk was short considering Eddie was only 2 houses down and one across. They kept their arms looped the entire 3 minutes they walked, and once they reached the door Steve still hadn’t let go.

“Well goodnight.” Steve spoke first, ducking his head away. He took a deep breath then looked back to Eddie determination on his face when he spoke. “See you next week?”

Eddie smiled but shook his head, “I was hoping sooner, how does Wednesday sound?” He moved in closer his hand sliding down to Steve’s waist.

“Wednesday is great I love Wednesday.” Steve nodded frantically then cringed. “I mean I don’t actually love all Wednesday’s just this one because we are-“

Eddie cut his rambling off with a kiss. He leaned in and connected their lips, his free hand coming up to cradle the back of Steve’s head.

Steve melted into the kiss, his body going lax in Eddie’s hold, “Thanks for saving me from embarrassing myself further.”

“Anytime sweetheart.”

#eddie munson #steve harrington #steddie #stranger things ships #steve x eddie #stranger things #stranger things one shot #meet cute #strangers to lovers #flustered steve Harrington #eddie munson has peircings and tattoos #eddie munson knows how to flirt #confident eddie munson #gay steve harrington #steve harrington pov #handy eddie munson #gay eddie munson