Das,,, Gay

YOO 😂

💚Elmax in green!💚

Bad Marching Advice #8

EVERYONE CAN BE A GUARD MEMBER!

Just because they’re the ones with actual flags doesn’t make them special, anyone can toss a piece of metal. In fact, try it at your next rehearsal! The directors will be so impressed they’ll forget to get mad!

Bonus points if it’s not your instrument!

(Looking at all you woodwinds out there)

Richie after Fighting Pennywise:

Eleven: W-who do I shoot!?

Max: Them!

Clone: No! They’re lying! Remember? I love you.

Eleven: *shoots the clone*

Max: What the-

Eleven: ‘I love you’ sounds like something you wouldn’t say to me.

Max: Ok, WOW-

Guard Student Meme?

Not ❌ flag twirlers❗️😤😫 We are Color Guard 💪💄 Always tossing 👐 never dropping 👊 step in time 🚶‍♀️🚶‍♀️spin to the music 🎶🎷🥁 non stop 🔥 every day at Band camp 🎼 🌅 blood 💉 sweat 💦 and glitter ✨ Step 8:5🙏

when your boyfriend invented the piano and you’re so proud you have to film him play it for the first time

eddie but with body dysmorphia

-so eddie has always been small

-compact, if you will

-and he secretly liked being small, being able to fit in people’s (richie’s) arms so well, finding the tiniest of spots to hide during hide and seek

-but one day while after he got to high school, sometime after he hit puberty, something changed in him

-he got taller and thicker and he wasn’t enjoying it

-he started to feel like he was taking up too much space

-he kept these thoughts to himself, as he does with most everything

-but they all notice eventually

-he won’t sit on bill’s shoulders to play chicken anymore

-won’t let stan give him piggyback rides

-before he started seeing himself this way he used to borrow bev’s sweaters all the time but now he refuses because he’s convinced he’ll stretch them out

-he won’t ride on the back of mike’s bike when they travel around town

-and richie especially notices when eddie won’t let him wrap his arms around his waist anymore

-at first richie thought eddie was slowly distancing himself

-trying to slip away

-he was so hurt when eddie refused to cuddle or change in front of him

-he goes to bev, who is obviously one of his best friends,

-“i just feel like he doesn’t love me anymore you know? he won’t let me touch him like ever”

-“richie, can’t you see it? it’s not you, it’s him. he feels bad about himself, he’s got body dysmorphia”

-and of course she then had to explain what that term actually means

-but then it all comes together in the old trashmouth’s head

-“you’re a godsend, marsh. what would i do without you?”

-“crash and burn”

-so he goes to eddie, not knowing if he should confront him straight up or wait til eddie says something himself

-but that’s obviously never gonna happen so plan b

-they’re chilling in richie’s room, doing homework

-richie puts his math book down and starts kissing eddie’s neck

-“rich, stop, i’ve got work to do”

-then he starts playing with eddie’s hair

-“richie you’re distracting me”

-“you’re so beautiful, eds. i love you so much”

-“shut up, trashmouth. don’t call me that”

-richie starts slowly moving his hands around eddie’s shoulders and then slipping them under his sweater

-“i mean it, babe. you’re just so beautiful, i can’t believe i wasted all that time being your friend when i could’ve been-“

-“beep fucking beep richie! i don’t want to play right now”

-“why won’t you let me touch you, eddie?”

-and eddie has to pinch the bridge of his nose

-“i have work to do”

-“i don’t mean just now. i mean ever. we don’t hug, or cuddle or make out, we haven’t been together in weeks”

-“that’s what you’re fucking worried about? that i’m not having sex with you?”

-“no you stupid idiot i’m worried that you’re gonna start hurting yourself because you think you’re fat”

-“what are you even talking about”

-“i’m not stupid, eddie. you’re wearing baggy clothes, you only eat green shit, you won’t let me see you without a shirt on….for some reason you hate yourself and that’s fucking ridiculous because you’re probably the most attractive person i’ve ever met in my life”

-eddie doesn’t know what to say because he never thought richie would figure it out

-“i love you, eddie. you. the way you are. i love your floppy hair and your sparkly eyes, i love how you can be kinda squishy in the middle, i love your arms and your legs….dear god eddie your ass is literally out of this world”

-and eddie laughs through his tears

-“i don’t want you to change, i don’t want you to start to disappear”

-eddie takes richie’s dorky face into his little hands and kisses the tip of his nose

-“i’m not gonna go anywhere. i love you, trashmouth”

-“i love you too eddie spaghetti”

cool i’m in pain

Band director: I love all of the marching sections equally! Trumpets, drum line, saxophones, *looks at smudged writing on hand* colr gud.

Straight From the Field #2

“How did I get here?”

“My mom drove us here. I was there.”

“No, I mean how did I get HERE. In life. Why am I still doing this to myself?”