i have never seen this in this size

To any trans women and transfeminine followers of mine, did you know there’s a pretty huge Etsy store which does gaff underwear and swimsuits specifically designed for trans people amongst its products? They go in a pretty decent range of sizes, including sizes for young girls, and while I do not personally know anyone who has used them, there’s a fuckton of positive reviews on the Etsy store. They have a ton of colours to choose from, different fabric choices, the works.

And for once they’re not marked “for crossdressers” too, they actually under “transgender”, so that’s (depressingly) unusual.

I’m mostly posting this because I’ve seen a lot of younger people recently in particular saying they never knew what gaffs were… a lot of people find them WAY MORE comfortable and convenient than tucking, so I would recommend looking into them if you’ve never done so before!

And even if you yourself don’t use or need this stuff, do pass this kind of info on to any friends of yours that might, guys! There’s always like a million more PSAs about transmasc stuff as opposed to transfem stuf tbh…

The first time he sees you in lingerie - Male Avengers Headcanon

This wasn’t requested but idc, @scarlettsoldier and I were talking about plus size models lmao

Originally posted by little--batman

Bucky: 

He’d be so taken aback, but in the good way. He’d look you up and down, drinking you in. He’d bite his lip as he would make his way over to you, absolutely lost in the scraps of lace and bare skin, then he’d look into your eyes before mumbling that you’re so beautiful, before kissing you so passionately with his fingers tangled in your hair. “You’re gonna kill me, darlin’” 

Originally posted by ohevansmycaptain

Steve:

Steve would be so flustered, having never seen a woman in lingerie in the flesh. He would be rooted to to the spot once he walked into your shared bedroom. His facial expression would make you nervous, “Steve…Do- Do you like it?” “Oh G-God yes I do, doll, you look marvelous” It would be you that’d have to make the first move, you would take his large hands in yours and place them on your silk covered hips. He felt like a virgin again, but Jesus H. Christ, he was going to try and not ruin those skimpy piece of fabric the moment he got a hold on himself.

Originally posted by littlemisssyreid

Sam:

You’d be looking in the vanity mirror in your bedroom, catching a glance of the handsome man at the door in the reflection before smirking at him. You’d bought the undergarments as his birthday present. You blushed as his slender fingers made their way along your shoulders to move your hair out of the way. He would press kisses to your neck and mumble “happy birthday to me” whilst smiling as his hands wandered…

Originally posted by rad-aar

Tony: 

You’d walk into his lab wearing a black trench coat over the top, of course. His head didn’t turn until he heard your voice say “FRIDAY, lock the doors please.” He’d cock a brow up at your dolled up form, his eyes would travel down your legs and then his brows would raise when he saw them bare, his jaw would fall slack but would quickly pick back with a sly smirk. As you would unbutton the trench coat, letting it slide to the floor (whilst keeping eye contact and also biting your lip) you’d hear the words “Oh, my beautiful baby girl, come to daddy…”

Originally posted by theplacewheredreamsgo

Thor:

You had definitely remembered to pack your black corset number in your bag before Thor took you to Asgard for the first time. You wanted this trip to be memorable as possible. When he first sees you in it, you’re both in his bedchamber, you’re coming out of the en suite bathroom and his mighty facade drops completely and he chokes on his mead, he’s completely awestruck, for he had never seen such undergarments, ever. He would gently pull you between his open legs, trailing his large hands across the rigid bones of the black corset, to the silk panties below, all the way down to the lace tops of your stockings. “Do you like it, my love?” “I love it, My Queen.”

Originally posted by luvn-loki

Loki: (slightly AU)

Loki had been down the past couple of weeks, trying to adjust to being an avenger and the people around him. You wanted to cheer him up with something new, you knew behind his hard facade there was a troubled man. So you rummaged through your drawers and found the one thing you needed, the unused white lace panties and bra. You hastily slipped them on before throwing a t-shirt and shorts on over the top, before calling Loki through FRIDAY. As he opened the door to your room, he would give you a small smile before laying down next to you. “I have a present for you, darling” you would say, “and what would that be, my love?” “me, now I want you to take me out of my packaging” As he would peel your shirt up, his eyes would widen at the unusual underwear you were wearing, his hands would come to cup your breasts but at the same time, admire the fine lacework, he would let out a soft groan as he saw your panties..

Originally posted by justawkwardgirl

Bruce:

Oh god, the GIF says it all. He’d be quietly reading in his room, when you’d just saunter in casually in your pyjamas. You both usually slept in underwear, or naked *wink wink*, so as you padded towards the bed, you began to remove your clothing, as Bruce caught a glimpse of purple from beneath his lashes, he looked at you like so, and put his book down. He would murmur ‘oh god, oh god, oh god’ under his breath as you crawled your way towards him, straddling him. You would grab his hands and place them just below your breasts where the purple lace finished, urging him into touching you. His touches would be delicate and curious at first, “You like it, Bruce?” “Uh- Uh yes, baby it’s beautiful, but not as much as you” he would proceed to grasp your hip tighter as his other hand brought your chest down flush onto his, he would moan heavily into your kiss at the feeling of the lace scratching against his skin

Originally posted by arlothia

Clint:

As soon as he would see you, his mouth would go completely dry, and if you were in a cartoon his eyes would pop out of his head. He’d mumble, “Oh fuck, YES!”  before making grabby hands at you, begging you to come and sit on his lap (I mean seriously, look at them thighs!) He’d become bold and immediately kiss your breasts over the velvet fabric as his hands would ping the elastic of your stockings. He’d tell you how sexy you’d look on top of him in such attire whilst his hand would come to softly grasp your throat…

Originally posted by son-of-a-blake

Pietro:

You would be getting ready for a party- you didn’t intend for him to see you in your lacy undergarments until after the party! It was supposed to be a surprise! But as Pietro would come through your door he would make said face, giving you a once over, (ogling at your behind, obviously) whilst having a devilish grin on his face whilst saying “Ah, princezná, all for me?” making you whip around in shock. 

anonymous asked:

So Peggy starts the best bar fights? Elaborate, please.

oh man, those were the good old days. 

the howlies got in a lot of bar fights. you might think that the last thing a bunch of soldiers would want to do with their free time is fight people, but actually bar fights were a great stress relief. nobody really got seriously injured, and we tried to keep property damage to a minimum.  (and we also almost never started bar fights, for the record. most of the time it was guys from another unit who wanted to prove how badass they were by taking on the infamous howling commandos.) so bar fights themselves weren’t that unusual.

but peggy’s bar fights…oh, they were glorious. 

see, peggy never got in a fight for no reason; she was smarter than that. but when she did fight, it was truly beautiful. ive never seen a better right cross, before or since.

so one time we were on leave, sipping drinks in this english pub. the howlies were at the back table, enjoying a couple pitchers, while peggy was up at the bar, chatting with the barmaid. many of the bars and pubs back then had female bartenders–filling the gaps with the men off at war. and generally barmaids (which was what a female bartender was called back then) were the sort of girl pegs got along with–sensible, dependable, and not willing to take shit from any man. so she often enjoyed commiserating with the barmaids while we drank. she used to say she had to be free of us ‘charming gentlemen’ before she wound up blowing things up as erratically as we did. which was hurtful. our explosions were very intentional.
mostly.

so peggy got to chat about the best ways to hurl drunken idiots out doors and we got to ply steve with alcohol to see how much booze it would take to make him drunk. (tragically, we never found out.)

on this particular occasion, peggy was sitting at the bar when this mountain of a man came in. and i mean huge. thor-sized. like the hulk’s pinker younger brother. and with him came a dozen or so of his closest friends, all locals. (they may also have been poorly disguised orcs. im not sure, but i wouldn’t discount it as a possibility after seeing all the nonsense ive seen) the group of them made their way up to the bar, wedged their way in, and started harassing the barmaid. 

now, i don’t know what they said. peggy refused to repeat it. all i know is that one of the larger idiots said something stupid, laughed, and reached out to grope the barmaid. his hand made it about six inches from her chest when peggy’s fist broke his nose. he hit the floor like a tree falling, and the bar went quiet for a split second before one exceptionally suicidal idiot lunged at peggy.

everything went crazy. there were a good few dozen of us 107th guys in the bar, and all of us knew and adored pegs, so when the mountain-men went after her, every fine man of the 107th went after them. but it turned out that the locals defended their own, and we were pretty evenly matched for numbers. within seconds, everyone was throwing punches. bottles were thrown. dernier used a tablecloth to blind a man and threw him out a window. dumdum used one guy’s fists to hit another guy. i hurled bottlecaps at people’s eyeballs, because it’s fun.(im a sniper. we like distance) steve tried to wade through the chaos to get to peggy, but people kept punching him and then clutching their hands in agony, so he got kind of bogged down. 

at the bar, peggy was demonstrating exactly why she was the 107th’s darling–because she could put a grown man twice her size on the ground in two seconds flat. she knocked out six men; seven more promptly fell in love with her. 

as the chaos began to wind down, most of the locals had either been beaten down or fled, and only the mini-hulk and a couple others were left, brawling like berserkers. we were just about ready to turn steve loose on them when the barmaid handed peggy a stool. peggy took it, walked up behind where most of us howlies were still duking it out, and broke the stool over the big guy’s head. 

he went down hard. the rest of them surrendered out of terror. 

(and, possibly, they had also fallen prey to abruptly-in-love-with-peggy-carter syndrome. but really, who wasn’t?)

isak doesn’t have to ring the bell when he goes to even’s place, simply lets himself in and goes to his room, climbs up the ladder of his loft bed and by then even will have moved to the right side of the bed to make room for him. and they greet each other with whispered hey’s and then isak’s forearms are on each side of even’s face and when he leans in and kisses him, he sighs audibly through his nose and it sounds like a mixture of eagerness and the relief of coming home after a long day. and they make out slowly while even’s laptop blasts his frank ocean playlist. they make out like they’re building something great, like they have time, because they do. have time 

and then isak lies on his stomach next to even. well, half of him lies next to even, the other half on him, isak’s face and arm resting on his chest and the tip of his fingers tracing the contours of his collarbones. and when even strokes isak’s arm, he teasingly asks “have you been working out? look at you, biceps and all” and isak lets out a chuckle, flexes his bicep as even has his hand wrapped around it and replies “three times a week at the gym” and even gasps exaggeratedly, squeezing his arm gently and says “without me?” pretending to sound betrayed and isak chuckles again. he doesn’t actually go to the gym, they both know that. isak props himself up on his forearms and smiles at even, playfully says “last night was a work out, wasn’t it? and, well, we did that together” and even raises his eyebrows and then his face breaks into a smile and he lifts his chin up and places a kiss on isak’s lips, says “yeah, you could say that” against them

“you know, i was only saying this for you, isak, if you get all muscly, there might not be enough room for both of us in this bed”. and isak rolls his eyes because. first, that’s never going to happen. and second, isak would have to be the size of three current isaks to not be able to fit in even’s bed. but he can’t help but smile when he looks down at even who is now grinning again because even truly has the most contagious smile he’s ever seen. and isak says “then i guess you’ll have to get a bigger bed” and he rests his head back on even’s chest 

even lets out a little laugh, runs his fingers through isak’s hair, gently rubs little circles on his scalp and says “nah, you know there will always-” and the thing is that at first he says the words playfully, but then they’re barely whispered and there’s tenderness and love in his voice. and when he adds “there will always be room for you in my bed”, it sounds like what he actually means to say is there will always be room for you, anywhere 

To Propose

This is my impromptu thank you for reaching 1500 followers! Thank you so much my darlings- I love all of you and appreciate all of you- I am always happy to have a chat to you and get to know you, I LOVE MAKING FRIENDS!

Anyways- Here it is, my little thank you, 

How would the RFA + V + Saeran propose? 

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i always wondered about the star wars universe how history is so easily forgotten like “oh so they stories were true?” yes rey!! have you never seen holos? anything? “who was my dad” are u kidding me luke what happened to ur dad is like the modern day equivalent of obama dismembering donald trump with a katana inside a volcano but then! i remembered! look at their fucking data of the death star plans its a fucking floppy disk and look at scariff they put all their records on EVEN MORE awkward and inconvenient floppy disks imagine having to carry around a suitcase full of fucking vhs sized floppy disks and they all look alike!! no labeling! are those the plans to the death star or a recipe for a space casserole? who knows! no wonder history is lost so easily jesus

anonymous asked:

could u rant abt wonder woman for a lil bit? i love hearing ur thoughts on stuff

im finding it hard to put my thoughts in order so imma just list some stuff

first of all, i have been twice so far & they were both incredible
she’s so tall i have said this to everyone she’s so tall apparently that’s smth im into

sexually

literally throughout the whole thing i was like huh im enjoying it & am not uncomf why is this & then it got to the romantic scene & spoilers diana kissed HIM & it was just kinda soft & emotional & reciprocated & i was like oh right it’s bc there’s a female director & every shot isn’t blatantly sexual

hdkadjfkskdj muscles

no mans land scene is like. wow. like im tearing up thinking abt it

diana RUNNING to the baby in either a) bc she’s never seen a baby before or b) bc babies are seen as ridiculously precious bc the amazons don’t have any

speaking of amazons ummmm amazing

all the different muscly ladies!!!!! size! build! colour! preferred weapon! i distinctly rmbr thinking in the scene in the olive grove when hippolyta gallops in on her horse & the young (hot) blonde amazon leads teen diana away gently with a hand on her shoulder how absolutely safe & happy i would feel on a beautiful island with only ladies like honestly Big Goals

overall i wish there had been More women but i love how diana works w women like,,, instantly friendly w etta, when that woman needs help for her ppl in veld like that’s what prompted diana it was one cry too many she couldn’t Not Help, she is faced w dr poison in her big choice scene like diana acts & reacts w women a lot which i rly rly enjoyed

catch me later for more but that’s all i can think of right this second

Have You Ever Seen a Heart Shatter

Request: can you write an imagine with newt scamander where the reader compares herself so much to tina??? angst angst angst please!! your writing is astounding btw ❤️❤️

Word Count: 2,156

Pairing: Newt x Reader

Part 2

Requested by Anonymous

Requests are currently open! Feel free to send one in


“Tina Goldstein, resident goddess.” You mutter as you storm through the front door and down the long staircase rife with splinters and creaky spots. Not to mention the unkind tenants that live on the third and fourth floors. Their shouts follow you down as your boots crash against the steps.

Tina this, Tina that, Tina the infallible. You skip three steps when you jump down onto the landing and yank open the front door. Tina can do no wrong, even when she’s unemployed and obsessive.

The wind slams into your side, trying to knock you off-balance. You shiver but stride forward, no real destination in mind other than to be far away from her.
No one had even looked up when you shoved your chair back from the kitchen table, too busy hanging on every word of some story about capturing some man that used a spell in front of some muggle to care about you. They love Tina’s stories about her adventures.

It’s not like you’re exactly employed. You’d met Newt on a research trip years before. The chemistry between the two of you had been obvious to everyone and it hadn’t taken long for the two of you to pair up for the study. Soon enough, Newt asked you to help him observe some mooncalves under the starry sky and, after some laughing and held hands, a new relationship began. The two of you agreed to work together and alternate research trips. This trip to release Frank was one of Newt’s ideas, meaning that you’re really nothing more than a magizoologist’s assistant.

Still, it’s more fascinating than just running after people and bringing them into MACUSA, right? You meet some of the rarest beasts on your journeys. Tina does nothing but arrest people and memorize the ridiculous laws on magic that Americans put into place. Every auror has stories just as mesmerizing as Tina’s, though the others disagree. Even Newt seems to think they’re interesting enough to warrant ignoring you.

You scowl and wrap your arms around yourself as you continue forward. If Newt wants to spend all of his time with some other girl with perfect hair let him.

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London Fire Brigade reveals scale of Grenfell Tower blaze is 'unprecedented'

Firefighters have said the fire at a Notting Hill tower block is “unprecedented” in scale.

A major incident was declared as more than 200 firefighters tackled the blaze at the Grenfell Tower in the Lancaster West estate near Ladbroke Grove.

Authorities confirmed there were a number of deaths but could not provide an exact figure after the fire erupted at about 1am.

Dany Cotton, the London Fire Brigade commissioner, said: “This is an unprecedented incident. In my 29 years of being a firefighter I have never ever seen anything of this scale.

​She added: “At this time I am very sad to confirm that there have been a number of fatalities. I cannot confirm the number at this time due to the size and complexity of this building, and it would clearly be wrong for me to speculate further.”

Crews were called shortly before 1am as flames engulfed the block from the second floor upwards “within seconds.”

The emergency services declared the blaze a “major incident” in the early hours.

London Ambulance Service said 50 people had been taken to five hospitals following the huge fire. Witnesses reported other people trapped on the upper storeys.

A large area surrounding the west London inferno remained in place this morning.

Commander Stuart Cundy, from the Metropolitan Police, said: “All the emergency services and other agencies continue to work together at the scene.

"Anyone who is concerned about loved ones in relation to the fire should contact Casualty Bureau which has been opened following the fire. If you do not get through immediately please do try again.

"Extensive cordons remain in place and a number of nearby residents have been evacuated as a precaution.

“The A40 is closed in both directions. We kindly ask that the public stay away from the area.”

Anyone concerned about a loved one should contact Casualty Bureau on 0800 0961 233 or 0207 158 0197.

Body positivity for fat guys 2016

Because nobody recognizes that there are different male body types.
Because nobody ever talks about how beautiful plus size men are.
Because I have never seen a plus size male model walking down a runway.
Because I have never seen an article about self love for fat guys.
Because I have never seen any sort of representation for larger men when I look through body positivity pages.
Because there really is no support system out there for larger men who are insecure about there bodies.

Last Assignment (#1)

Summary: Reader is in art class. The professor assigned a nude model to each student and gave a last assignment of the semester that has a lot of weight on the final grade.  

Pairing: AU!Bucky Barnes x Reader (Reader POV) 

Warnings: None for now

(Y/N) = your name; (Y/L/N) = your last name; (Y/N/N) = your nickname

a/n: This story turned out to be MUCH longer than I was intending. As of right  now, I’m not sure how many parts it will have, but I’ll let you know as we go along.



I rush down the hall towards the classroom. Class had started 5 minutes ago and last class the professor had warned that she would be giving out the last assignment of the semester, and it would have a lot of weight in the final grade. I reach the door slightly out of breath. Pulling the handle, the cool air hits the beads of sweat that formed on my forehead and neck. As quietly as my bag will allow, I walk towards my easel and set my things down besides my chair. The professor hadn’t gotten to the classroom yet, thankfully, so I take out my sketchbook out of my bag and begin doodling. A little while after the door opens and the professor makes her way through. The classroom quiets down and everybody turns to pay attention to her.  

“Okay guys, good afternoon. I know you’re all excited that the semester is almost over, but I’m going to need you to NOT slack off in this final assignment because, as I’ve said before, it will be 20% of the final grade of the class. Now, I’ve been lucky enough with this class to have only 15 students, so I was able to find everyone a model. They are my students from a couple of past semesters, and they gladly volunteered.” She spoke gesturing towards the door.  

The group that was waiting outside the door started pouring into the large and mostly empty classroom. They made their way to the back where they sat on the empty chairs, making themselves comfortable. When the noise died down, the professor continued. 

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Ryden Theory

This is a compilation of evidence confirming the very popular sun and moon theory (and overall ryden). Basically, the theory is that Panic! At The Disco’s Brendon Urie and Ryan Ross have a romantic relationship, which they hint at in songs through the titles ‘sun’ (Brendon) and ‘moon’ (Ryan). I will prove this theory to be true using lyrics from Ryan’s solo music, Panic! Lyrics, lyrics from songs released by Ryan’s band ‘The Young Veins,’ and general background knowledge of the bands. I do not mean to offend anyone, and I am not saying this is fact. I just know us fangirls need some hope, so I’m gathering it all into one (soft and) neat pile. I understand that Brendon is happily married, and this is only for fun.
Let’s begin:
 
A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out:
This was the band’s first album, meaning Ryan and Brendon had not known each other as long, and may not have been together yet. So, understandably, there are no sun and moon references in this album.
Pretty. Odd.:
1- Nine In The Afternoon- “And your eyes are the size of the moon.” This is a simple reference to the moon, but considering it is mentioned in a song that refers to the people in the song as lovers (“feeling as good as lovers can”), it can be seen as evidence.
2- Do You Know What I’m Seeing?- “Clouds are marching along,” “I never gave a damn about the weather and it never gave a damn about me,” and “birds are just hollow words.” All of these lyrics are describing things that can be found in the sky, as if the song is from the point of view of something in the sky, like a sun or a moon. Also, if you really wanna stretch it, you could take the lyric “if I go to hell, will you come with me” as evidence. Going to hell is going down, and something that lives in the sky might see earth as hell.
3- I Have Friends In Holy Spaces- “I’d like it a lot more than you think, if the sun would come out and sing with me.” Ryan sings very rarely, but after this song, Ryan has some important vocal parts. Sure, Ryan is the moon, so that doesn’t make too much sense, but it seems too perfect to be a coincidence.
4- Northern Downpour- “Hey moon, please forget to fall down.” It says moon, and I’m not gonna try to look any farther into the lyrics because I don’t understand what sugarcane and weather vanes have to do with anything.
5- When The Day Met The Night- “When the moon fell in love with the sun,” “When the sun found the moon,”and “All was golden when the day met the night.” This song is the best piece of evidence for this theory. The entire song is just telling the love story of the sun and the moon. Also, in a live version of the song, Brendon accidentally used male pronouns for both the sun and the moon.
6- She Had The World- “Spun the stars on her fingernails,” “When I look in her eyes, well I, just see the sky,” and “the sun was always in her eyes.” The entire song makes many references to the sky, which is a clue in itself, but the song also specifically says that they see the sun in the person’s eyes.
7- Mad As Rabbits- (Evidence of ryden, not sun and moon) “Paul Cates” and “Reinvent love.” Paul Cates is an lgbt activist, and reinvent love is referring to lgbt relationships, like ryden.
 
Vices And Virtues:
This is the album after Ryan left, so almost none of this evidence is sun and moon, and instead just Brendon being salty af.
1- The Ballad Of Mona Lisa- “Say what you mean, tell me I’m right, and let the sun rain down on me.” I take this as Brendon being angry that Ryan left, and saying ‘Well forget our sun and moon thing’ by using it in spite of him.
2- Let’s Kill Tonight- Let me begin this by saying, I thought this song was talking about having a hell of a night, but he might be saying ‘let’s murder Ryan tonight.’ I’ll take it piece by piece. “Make room! We’re taking over here.” Everyone says Ryan left because of musical differences, so Brendon might be saying that he is finally taking control of the band and doing what he wants with it. “Cold and alone, it suits you well.” This is probably Brendon teasing Ryan by saying that he will be alone because he no longer has Brendon. “May your feet serve you well, and the rest be sent to hell.” His feet serving him well is referring to him walking out on the band, and the other part is just him telling him to go to hell. “Where they have always belonged.” He is telling Ryan he belongs in hell. “Cold hearts brew colder songs.” This honestly might be a crack at Ryan’s songwriting skills. “Let’s kill tonight.” Basically, he wants to murder Ryan.
3- Hurricane- “You’re behind my eyelids when I’m all alone.” He still thinks about Ryan, but he is ashamed of that. “I want you to catch me like a cold.” He wants to be held in Ryan’s arms. “Give me peace, Oh, kiss me.” He wants Ryan to kiss him. Pretty obvious.
4- Memories- “She was the youngest of the family, and the last to be let go.” Brendon is the youngest band member and will be the last original member to be let go because everyone else left poor bden. “When they decided they would try to make it on their own.” Jon and Ryan decided to try and make music on their own. “When July became December, their affection fought the cold.” Ryan left in July, so maybe Ryan and Brendon tried to stay together after he left, but it slowly became harder because of touring and being in different bands. “They were young and independent, And they thought they had it planned, Should have known right from the start, you can’t predict the end.” Ryan and Brendon thought they would be together forever, but they did not.
5- Trade Mistakes- I feel like Brendon wrote this song from Ryan’s POV after he left Panic! Keep that in mind when reading the lyrics. “If I ever leave, I could learn to miss you, but ‘sentimental boy’ is my nom de plume.” A nom de plume is a pseudonym. So, he may be saying, Ryan seems emotionally cold, but he really does miss Brendon after leaving. “If I trade mistakes for sheep.” This is saying that leaving panic! Was a mistake on Ryan’s part.
6- Always- “I’m a fly that’s trapped in a web, but I’m thinking that, my spider’s dead.” He is saying that he is in love (caught in a web), but the spider is never going to come end his suffering (Ryan will never come back.) The song overall is a hopeless song of unrequited love that seems to perfectly fit the emotions Brendon would be feeling after his boyfriend left him.
7- Sarah Smiles- “I was fine just a guy living on my own, waiting for the sky to fall.” This is saying that he was all alone, waiting for the moon to come back. (I died when I figured that one out.)
8- Nearly Witches- “Marching clocks.” This is a lyric from Behind The Sea, so Brendon is referencing Ryan’s lyrics. (This lyric was one added by Brendon, so it was not from the demo.) “As a girl.” He was trying so hard to make it sound like he wasn’t talking about Ryan that it has the opposite effect. “Trembling hands play my heart like a drum but the beats gotten lost in the show.” This is saying that Ryan (a musician) used to love Brendon, but now Brendon wasn’t so sure if he did.
9- Stall Me- “Why would you bring me in if you knew what you’d become?” Brendon is asking why Ryan would ever start their relationship if he knew he was going to leave the band. “So curse everyone and everything, even the sun.” I think Brendon is saying that he hates everything, even himself.
10- Kaleidoscope Eyes- “I’ll still be here, wishing and waiting for you to come home.” Does that even need explaining?
 
Too Weird To Live, Too Rare To Die:
At this point, Brendon is in a very serious relationship (which became marriage in April of the year this album was released), so he had no references to Ryan. If you look really far into it (which I have done), you will find evidence, but it makes me sound like a crazy conspiracist.
Death Of A Bachelor:
1- House of Memories- “Memories turn into daydreams.” He is referencing the song Memories, saying that the pain that comes with remembering Ryan has faded. “When your fantasies. Become your legacies, promise me a place, in your house of memories.” He is saying that whenever Ryan becomes big in the music industry (hopefully), Brendon wants Ryan to remember him. “I think of you from time to time, more than I thought I would.” Brendon continues to think about Ryan, even six years after Ryan left. “Thoughts of past lovers, they’ll always haunt me.” Brendon continues on the idea of Ryan ‘haunting’ him, which originates in the song Nearly Witches.
 
And that is the end of Panic! They have not released music since that album, and I’m sure if they did, it has been so long that they would provide no new evidence. So, now we shall move on to the most depressing segment, but the section that contains really convincing evidence. Ryan Ross’ solo music!
Ryro’s Solos:
1- Lonely Moonlight- “The sun went down.” He lost Brendon. “Another day I lost, filled with regret.” He regrets leaving Panic! “I wandered through the sunshine, remembering when you were mine.” He is remembering whenever the sun was his. “Lonely moonlight.” A lonely moon lets off lonely moonlight, and he is very lonely without Brendon. “When I had a younger heart, you told me not to fear the dark.” When he was younger, Brendon(the sun)’s light lit his way. Also known as Brendon helped him through tough times. “Someone I love, loves someone else.” Brendon married Sarah four months before this song was released. That makes this song even more heartbreaking.
2- At Your Window- “Then it’s been dark since the sun came up, and now that your window’s shut.” By saying that his window is shut, Ryan is trying to say that Brendon is shutting out the moon, or cutting all ties with Ryan, and ignoring him. “And I find myself outside, at your window in the night.” The moon is outside everyone’s window at night, so I think Ryan is saying that he still finds himself wanting to be Brendon’s moon. “Through the sun, I see where I come from.” He mentions the sun again. (like, Ryan, isn’t this a little much. Why don’t you just scream an admission of your love for Brendon?) “Throw a stone at your home do you really even live here.” Once again, he is being ignored by Brendon Urie.
3- I’m down- “We got down.” This might be saying that they are no longer the sun and the moon because they left the sky. Also the title of the song is evidence because Ryan might be referring to the lyric ‘hey moon, don’t you you go down’ from Northern Downpour. That title might be a way of saying that things are really over because the moon has gone down.
4- Where I Belong- “If you wanna see the sun, you’re gonna have to dig your way out.” If he wants Brendon back, he is gonna have to work hard to get back into Panic!. “I’m done with the dark.” He wants his sun back. “I know I should’ve never left.” He wishes he hadn’t left Panic! (I know that isn’t ryden proof but whatever)
 
And now for The Young Veins Section.
 
The beautiful music The Young Veins created before their tragic death (the band not the members Ryro and Jon are alive):
1- Maybe I Will, Maybe I Won’t- “At least will you come visit me.” Ryan wants Brendon to at least try and make their relationship work.
2- Everyone, But You- “She comes to me when I dream, I’m tired of counting sheep to see her, I sleep because I need her, And everybody knows it but you, But you.” He is basically saying that he dreams about Brendon and misses him, but Brendon is the only one who doesn’t know that.
3- Take A Vacation- “If this is settling down, then why aren’t you here?” It is hitting Ryan that he and Brendon will not be together forever. “We’ll leave the waves at the ocean,” and “and leave the sand in a suitcase, so we don’t forget the fun,” both connect to the fact that Brendon left his virginity on a beach in North Carolina. A beach, might I add, that him and Ryan were both swimming at least half naked in. Plus, Ryan posted a romantic poem that night about kissing at the beach. I need to post a separate theory all about the ocean.
4- The Young Veins (Die Tonight)- Ryan said this song was written before he and Jon had left Panic! He also said he was having girl (Brendon) problems at the time. “Is ‘young’ a word for ‘dumb,’ a word for ‘fun’?” He and Brendon were young, and he feels stupid that they ever thought things would work out between them. “But if I were to die tonight, Would you cry or deny, My place in your life?” Brendon may have been ashamed of being with Ryan, so Ryan wondered if Brendon even cared. “I’m aware that you’re scared, Of my heart, but it’s here.” They were both young when romantic lyrics began appearing in their songs, so Brendon may have been overwhelmed by being in love that soon. He might have been scared of being in a serious relationship. “The shame is enough to separate us.” We all know that Brendon is very accepting of every sexuality, but he may have been more hesitant back then. “It really hurts when it’s wrong.” Once again, they may have been ashamed of being in a relationship with another man.
5- Dangerous Blues- “All I do is lie by the ocean side.” Once again, this may be referring to the fact that Ryan and Brendon most likely had sex for the first time the same night that they visited a beach. “Step outside your door, and go to the shore.” This is also probably about Brendon and him having sex at the ocean.
6- Lie To The Truth- “I know I broke your heart, Mine is broken too, Now if we’re even, Then why are we both blue?” He may be saying that he broke Brendon’s heart by leaving, and he broke his own heart as well, so why don’t they just stop hurting each other and try to make things work.
7- Heart of Mine- “If I could ask for anything, I’d only want my girl… I had to leave her all alone.” Dude. He left Brendon when he left Panic!… Dude.
 
I will post a separate theory for the Myrtle Beach theory if anyone wants me to. Leave a comment if you want me to post any other Panic! theories or if you have anything to say about this theory.

Since I am at my last level with the frak Goy are giving Gal Gadot with her being in the IDF especially today let me the Jewish Person Educate you before you drag her in the mud.

1) Israel has been always been an important part of our culture and our religion. It is the foreground of our founding. It is considered the promised land the holy center of Jewish Culture…basically, just like Mecca is the center of Muslim Faith, Israel is the center of Jewish faith. So Naturally, because Israel is our Holy Land, almost every Jew including Gal Gadot and myself is going to probably support the safety and well being of Israel.

2) Israel was created because a jackass named Adolf Hitler decided to systematically terminate us one by one  We were killed by the Millions and those still alive were fucked up by it for the rest of their lives. Many of us tried to run and were turned away leaving of this and left to die. [EDIT: we also faced discrimination in other countries which even drove us out] Because of this The UN created this nation so let’s say Trump gets impeached and God-Fearing-Mike Pence becomes our president and Pence’s wrath turns out to extend to Jews. Israel will be there for people to run to god forbid we have another Shoah.So again, knowing the world is a scary place, having somewhere to run to makes us Jewish people feel better

3) Israel is a small country. Like even New York has more people than Israel and from the beginning of the Country’s inception, anti semetic hatred had fueled wars. It is because of this Israel cannot afford the luxury of having a volunteer Army. It is because of this EVERY SINGLE ISRAELI CITIZEN MUST SERVE AT LEAST 3 YEARS IN THE ARMY FROM THE TIME THEY ARE 18. Some Israelis who immigrate to other countries choose not to, but it means if they travel to Israel they have a limit before they are automaticly enlisted. Therefore Gal Gadot did not go to the army by choice. Even if she did, some of your favorite Actors: Adam Driver, Morgan Freeman, James Earl Jones and LEONARD NIMOY were part of the US Army, who had been bombing the shit out of Middle Eastern and Asian Countries for years, BY CHOICE! Why do these male US Soldiers get a free pass and Gal Gadot who was required by Law doesn’t? Oh let me think -cough Antisemtism-cough–cough-

Also not all Israelis once they do their required training are shipped off to war during their service. On my birthright trip we had some soldiers join us as part of the program, one was a doctor, another trained other soldiers, hell ONE OF THE WOMEN WAS A SOCIAL WORKER IN A PRISON HELPING OTHERS GET BACK ON THEIR FEET. So Millitary doesn’t necessarily mean killing people! It means helping other citizens. Gal Gadot could have never seen the battlefield for all we know!

and fourth and Finally

4) I am not sure Gal Gadot straight up said this, but while I admit I have a family memember who is racist as hell, but we don’t want people dying in the crossfire between this endless and bloody war. Just like we know the size of ISIS is compared to the size of a tiny pebble to the worldwide Muslim population and therefore doesn’t reflect Muslims as a whole, alot of us don’t believe Palestine should be condemned for the actions of Hamas. Hell it breaks my heart there are innocent victims dying on both sides and everyone has to grow up in such war. At this point I dont care if Israel and Palestine combines into a super country as long as my people still can visit our holy sites and we have a safe place to go if the goy attack. Basically the point of this is final point is not all of us want to kill everyone when we say good things about Israel, we want peace and safety for the people in the Gaza as much as you do. And Gal Gadot i think said she wanted peace and the killing to stop as well.

Anyway I hope this post coming from an actual Jewish person will help educate you and understand before you drag Gal in the mud. And honestly, I don’t care if I lose followers over this, I tried and I educated and thats all that matters to me.

If you have any questions feel free to come to my inbox, I am always welcomed to statements and questions as long as long as I dont get “YOU MURDEROUS SWINE“ comment [that’s totally unkosher -drumsnare-]

Shalom and have a blessed day.

(Draco Malfoy x Reader) She Drew Me pt.2

Please read Pt.1 if you haven’t

  Draco is being awkward. Draco knows he’s being awkward. Draco knows that other people think he’s being awkward but he can’t help it.

  Ignoring all the strange stares he’s getting from his classmates he stiffly butters a crumpet being careful not to get any on his robes. His eyes are constantly darting towards the Gryffindor table but the one person he’s looking for hasn’t arrived yet.

  Breakfast started 30 minutes ago, the heck is keeping her?

  To his consternation Blaise had decided to take a seat next to him that morning and couldn’t seem able to stop nattering about something to do with…something. What? He wasn’t listening. With his eyes fixed firmly to the entrance of the Great Hall, he took a careful bite out of his crumpet; and promptly spat it back out again.

  “Who in Salazar put marmalade on this?” He coughed reaching out for his pumpkin juice and taking a large gulp to rid himself of the vile taste.

  Blaise gave him a weird look. “Uh, you did, Draco.”

  Draco scowled at his friend. “Why would I do that? I don’t even like marmalade, you pillock.”

  Blaise smiled slyly. “My my, what has gotten the Ice Prince in such a bad mood? Let me guess, is it Potter? Is it because you tripped on the stairs this morning? Oh, I know! Is it because Professor Snape- mhmph!” He was unable to finish that sentence due to an apple being shoved unceremoniously into his mouth by yours truely.

  “Two words Zabini. Shut. Up.”

  Blaise spat out the apple and gave him an even broader smile. “And now we’re on last name terms. I wish the best of luck to whoever has pissed off his highness.” 

 Draco groaned. 

 ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++

  In the end you never did turn up to breakfast and Draco is definitely not worried about you at all. In fact, it is because he is curious and not worried that he asks Blaise about you on the way to their first class which was Potions. 

   “Oh, (y/n)? She lost her sketchbook yesterday and she’s been searching for it ever since. Knowing her, she’s probably still looking for it now. You haven’t seen it, have you? Normal sized, leather bound-” 

   “No, I haven’t” Draco said a little too quickly. If Blaise noticed he didn’t say anything, too busy he was with his musings.

   Actually, it’s been in his bag since he left the dorm

   Everyone had already taken their seats and heated their cauldrons when you finally showed up. You were panting slightly and your cheeks were flushed giving your usual complexion a rosy glow, not to mention your tie was also crooked. You looked absolutely adora- hideous! He meant hideous! No no no he was not about to call you adorable. No way

   All the students attention was now on you but you seemed unfazed by it, your usual deadpan expression giving nothing away. 

   “Miss (l/n). Care to tell the class why you are late?” Snape drawled raising his head up from the textbook long enough to give you a glare. 

   “Sorry, Sir. I overslept dreaming about pink fluffy unicorns dancing on rainbows.” You drawled back in an almost perfect imitation of the Professor.

   A collective giggle arose from some of your classmates while the rest of them looked completely horrified. No one spoke to Professor Snape like that. Sure enough Snape’s eyes narrowed to dangerous slits.

   “Lets see, 20 points from Gryffindor for your tardiness and another 20 for disrepecting a teacher. Oh, and another 10 for not being aware of how to properly wear a school tie.” He sneered. 

   All the Gryffindors groaned at this but you were undeterred. “With all due respect, Professor. Who in the name of Merlins greasy beard would take points for a crooked tie?” 

   “(y/n)!” Granger gasped looking scandalized. Draco had to bite the inside of his cheek to refrain from laughing and it looked like Blaise wasn’t doing much better. 

   “Detention, (l/n). If you don’t want me to fail you this instant you will shut that disgraceful mouth of yours and sit down.” It seemed as though Snape had surpassed all the stages of anger and entered the realm of deadly calm. 

  Silence reigned as the class waited for your next move with bated breath but after recieving the evil eye from Granger, you relented and made your way to the last empty seat……… which was right next to Draco’s. 

   You completely ignored him as you set up your cauldron. This did not bother him in the slightest and he absolutely did not keep glancing over at you once every thirty seconds. No he didn’t. 

   To his annoyance, halfway through the class Blaise leaned over him to talk to you. “I take it you didn’t find your sketchbook then” He chattered cheerfully making Draco roll his eyes. 

   Your scowl looked disturbingly like his own as you directed it at Blaise. “Do I look like I’ve found it, Zabini?” 

   Blaise pouted. “What is it with you and Draco today? Zabini this, Zabini that. My name is Blaise in case you two have forgotten.” 

   Your eyes focused on Draco for a moment making his heart leap but with a blink you looked away again. Draco suddenly really really wanted you to look at him again and he racked his brain to try and think of something to say. 

   Come on. She’s right there. Just say something, anything. You could comment on her potion. Or, give her advice on how to dice the frogs legs. Heck, you could just insult her like you usually do. Or maybe you could, maybe you could- 

  “I have your sketchbook!” He blurted. 

   There was a faint plopping sound of your stirring rod falling into your cauldron as you stared at him slack jawed. “You what?“ 

   Fuck. 

 "I-I have your sketchbook” He repeated. 

  Avoiding eye contact, he reached into his bag and rummaged around until he felt leather. He placed it on your table with a thud. 

   "Waaaiitt, you said you didn’t know where it was when I asked you earlier” Blaise pointed an accusing finger at him but Draco ignored him because, right now you looked completely mortified. 

   "Did you open it?“ You voice came out in an almost whisper. 

   "I did” Draco answered as firmly as the stupid butterflies in his stomach would allow him to. 

   You lowered your head in defeat and let out a harsh laugh. “So, what did you think of my drawings?” You asked bitterly. There was something else laced in your voice and when he realized it was fear his traitorous stomach did a fucking swoop.

  Hesitantly, he reached out and put his fingers under your chin bringing your eyes up to meet his. Draco was honestly surprised how easily a smile sprang to his lips when your very nice eyes widened in astonishment. Leaning in to make sure only you could hear. He whispered carefully.

   "They were beautiful" 

   But not as beautiful as you. 

In A Crowd of Thousands (kylux fluff)

This is self-indulgent trash of the highest caliber and I’ve been listening to way too much Anastasia. For @quiet-as-shadow.

Hux recalls the time he met Ben Solo, unaware that Kylo remembers it too.



“I saw him once, you know.” Hux says. “General Solo, hero of the rebellion.”

Kylo doesn’t move. It takes all of his strength not to move. Of all the things he does not want to discuss now, the death of Han Solo is far and beyond at the top of the list.

Hux’s bedroom is quiet, a relief from the medical ward, crowded with those evacuated from Starkiller. Hux has allowed him here, to curl up on his side on the bed and rest, in the name of whatever malformed sort of affection there was between them. He reminds himself that Hux doesn’t know- couldn’t ever know- and if he just lays there maybe Hux will think he’s gone to sleep.

“We were on Chandrila. My father had brought me along on some business arrangement. I think he wanted me to see what it was like,” Hux says. His fingers card through Kylo’s hair. Kylo isn’t sure if he realizes he’s doing it. “I had never been anywhere so extravagant.”

“I’ve been there.” His voice is rough from screaming.

“I hadn’t been planetside in years then. Just seeing it from the air was too much. There was nothing half so big or so impressive in the unknown regions back then. A city that stretched on for miles, and then the ocean in the distance- I couldn’t imagine how people lived there.” He stops. Changes tack. “I was supposed to stay in the hotel while father met with his contact, but there was some commotion on the street just below and I thought-” he says, chagrined with himself “Well, I thought it might be a riot or something. We had those, back home, especially during the food shortages. I was afraid of being trapped inside if they decided to firebomb the place, so I sneaked out the back. There were so many people on the street. Thousands. I couldn’t figure out why they were all so excited. Then I realized it was a parade.”

“You’d never seen one before?”

“We didn’t have anything to celebrate.”

Kylo grunts to show that he’s heard. “You said you saw-” he cannot quite get the name out, not yet.

“What? Oh, yes. He was in the parade, looking bored on a hover twice the size of any I’d ever seen, while the crowd screamed for them. All the noble heroes of the battle of Endor.”

“It was Endor Day,” Kylo realizes. He remembers those parades, distantly, through the veil of another life. A hot, cloudless summer day and a cheering crowd.

“Yes,” Hux says. “I didn’t realize it at the time or I wouldn’t have-” he stops, shutting his mouth.

“Wouldn’t what?”

“I suppose I got rather into the spirit of things. I was twelve. It was warm and there was music, and everyone was so excited. Someone gave me a free iced chocolate. It was the best thing I’d ever tasted.”

He can feel that day encapsulated in Hux’s memories. A perfect bubble of warmth and joy, locked away. The hand in his hair pauses.

“I got it into my head somehow that it was Solo and his family who were responsible for all of it, which- I suppose they were.” Hux snorts, a rush of air that ruffles Kylo’s hair. “ So I tried to go and thank them. Go ahead and laugh if you like.”

“I’m not,” his mouth is dry, “laughing. What happened then?”

Hux hesitates, and he wonders for a moment if his curiosity is suspect. Then, trying to mask his embarrassment with levity, Hux says, “I tried to run after them.”

- a boy pushing through the crowd - fighting his way through - the summer sunlight caught in his hair, making it gleam like copper - a voice cutting above the roar-

“I chased after them. I was shouting,” he says slowly, remembering. “Han Solo didn’t give a damn about one skinny little brat, why should he, but his son noticed me. He was- maybe a little younger than I was. I don’t recall. I’d seen him up there on the hover, sitting by his mother like a little prince. Straight backed and proud, waving at all the people. He was eating an iced chocolate just like I was, and getting it all over his shimmersilk suit, which must have cost more credits than I’d ever seen in my life. I remember being so jealous, thinking- what must it be like to get iced chocolate whenever you want? I wanted to be up there and have all of those people shouting my name. To have so much.”

“It wouldn’t be worth it,” Kylo mutters into his bent arm, quietly enough that he hopes Hux hasn’t heard him.

“Hmm?”

“Nothing,” he says. “What happened then?”

“I- well, I was shouting at them and he looked over at me and smiled. Nothing more. Then the sun was in my eyes and they were gone. It wasn’t,” he pauses and the hand in Kylo’s hair picks distractedly at a tangle, “It didn’t mean anything, but out of thousands of people cheering, he looked at me. It felt… good, I suppose. To be seen.”

“I wonder what became of him, sometimes,” Hux says. “That boy. “

For a long time, the only sound is the low hum of the climate control.

Finally, Kylo says, “I can tell it better.”

“What?”

“You left out the best part.”

Hux scoffs, “By all means, Ren, if you know my own memories better than I do.”

Kylo turns over to lie on his back, stiff muscles dimly protesting the movement. He stares at the ceiling, seeing a cloudless sky instead. “It was hot. An awful day to be out under the sun. But everyone came to see the parade as it passed by. There were so many people, so much shouting and screaming. Then a boy caught everyone’s eye. He was tall and skinny like a weed, with red hair and a grey uniform jacket. There were guards protecting the procession, but he dodged in between them, ducking under their hands. Out of all those thousands of people, he made everyone see him.”

Kylo closes his eyes. If he closes them he can remember the feel of the sun on his neck and iced chocolate sticky on his hands, and a boy with red hair trying to catch his eye.

“He called out my name and I tried not to smile, but I couldn’t help it.  As the parade passed by I waved and he shouted thank you. He seemed so happy. His smile was so bright. And then just as the parade passed by… he bowed.”

Hux is quiet for a long moment, stiff beside him. “If I’d known you were just going to read my mind, I wouldn’t have told you.”

“I didn’t have to read your mind. I remember it too.”

“Ren?” He can feel Hux frowning beside him. Then the realization, itching over his skin. “…It was you.”

“Goodnight, Hux.”