i want to wear pants

“ My aunt also had a girlfriend. Supposedly this aunt swore to me in my cradle that I would turn out like her. Even as a child I preferred pants and a boy’s haircut. I didn’t want to wear dresses and skirts. When I first started working at AOK, I had to run errands and get files from the basement. There was always a group of women in the basement sitting, singing, and dancing with each other; I’ve always loved to dance. Sometimes they had a bottle and we drank a bit. It was there that I saw Hilde Berghausen, and I thought to myself “Gee, you could fall for that Hilde!” But I still didn’t really know why. Hilde was older than me; I was fifteen and she was twenty or twenty-one. Once she invited me home with her; I went with her—brought a pounding heart and a bouquet from our garden with me. Her parents were on vacation. We were talking and she asked me if I had a girlfriend. “Of course. Herta, my friend from school.” “There are two kinds of girlfriends.” “What do you mean, two kinds? I really love Herta!”

[…] I started going to the clubs and got to know everything around 1931, when I was fifteen. Back then, before Hitler came to power, we had a lot of clubs. For example, at the Andreas Festival Theater on Andreas Street there was a ball once a month. Through the Magic Flute, I joined a lesbian bowling club, “The Funny Nine”, which was led by Lieschen and her girlfriend Gertrud. We went bowling once a week, and once a month we rented a really big room in a dance hall on Landsberger Street. It was really nice, young and old together, fifty- to sixty-year-olds, the rest around twenty, and I was always the youngest. Later, after 1933, the proprietors–they were Nazi supporters–they stopped renting to us. Lieschen, who was in her sixties then, said “Let’s just forget this club.” And so we just forgot about it. I also went to the Monocle Bar…I still remember a lot of women who frequented that club. But they closed the Monocle Bar in 1933.

[…] When I went back home after the Labor Service, my mother found out, since all my girlfriends had written to me. I had stolen chocolate and cigarettes—we had everything in the restaurant—and I sent all my sweethearts little packages and they wrote, “My dear little Johnny-mouse, thanks so much for the wonderful package. I’m lying on my bed smoking a cigarette from you and I think of you always. Oh, I wish you were still here with me!” When my mother saw all the letters she thought “Oh my goodness, that isn’t normal; there’s something not right here.” Every day four or five letters arrived.

[…After the official ban on homosexual clubs,] outside it always said “Private Party.” You had to ring a bell and she only let in people she wanted. In 1941 there was also a very nice club on Hoch Street… but that one closed suddenly too. Even during the Nazi period there were always clubs you could go to, but they always disappeared again after a while. After 1938 there were more and more raids. If we went to one and it was closed, then we didn’t know what had happened. Before the war, Lotte Hahm had also opened a place, at Alexanderplatz in the teacher’s association building on the second floor. There used to be a dance café there. Lotte Hahm had rented it and organized ladies’ nights there. But that didn’t last very long either. […] I knew that Lotte Hahm served time in jail for seduction of a minor. That’s just nonsense; I’d never believe that about her. It was just a pretext. Then I heard that she was supposedly in a concentration camp. She really had disappeared from the face of the earth for years, so that must be true.

[…] Margot and [her girlfriend Hildegard, aka] Peter, both lived with Lissy, a woman like us who still lived at home and had already hidden one Jew, also one of us. Margot was in hiding there and Peter lived there officially. […] All of a sudden [the Gestapo] came from Gesundbrunnen Station. I said to Margot, “Don’t even bother going home; come with me.” She stayed with me at least three to six months. I had a one-room apartment. We only went outside in the dark at night; she had to get some fresh air. I had really nice neighbors who didn’t support Hitler at all. Our landlady was Jewish; the landlord wasn’t, but because they were married—a so-called privileged mixed marriage—he had been able to save her. The Jewish woman was really great; she tolerated our having girlfriends, that is, this homosexuality. She was the only one who knew I had hidden Margot. The neighbors didn’t know; I never would have said anything. Back then children even denounced their own parents.
[…] One evening we were at Vineta Square again and a woman from the house saw her. Margot hadn’t noticed that she was being watched. The Russians were already in Berlin, but there was still a lot of shooting. The next day the Gestapo came again—to me this time. If they had gotten her then, they would have shot her. Of course, they would have shot me too. But Margot wasn’t there; she was upstairs at Hanni’s—also one of us… When they came to check on me, I simply said “I don’t know any Margot” and they were finished with me. It was May, right before the war ended. ”

—Anneliese W. (1916-1995), from Claudia Schoppmann’s Days of Masquerade: Life Stories of Lesbians During the Third Reich

CROSSOVER AU

okay so @all-you-see-is-nightmare-eyes and i have been talking about an au where connor, evan, jeremy and michael met and it got shippy. very detailed /cries/ headcannons below.

- The main reason the four of them met was because they found each other at the orchard. Evan and Connor were on a date, they had a picnic ready and everything, and Michael wanted to explore the place so Jeremy was forced to come with him.

- Michael had tripped on one of the paths and fell off of it, down the slight slope they were on, right in front of Connor and Evan. Evan nearly had a heart attack when it happened, and when Jeremy came running down, he nearly had one all over again. Connor was just confused.

- Well, after Jeremy made sure Michael was okay, the four of them talked a little. And, with the awkward introductions thrown aside, they immediately hit it off. Evan and Connor thought the two of them were cool and full of funny stories, and Jeremy and Michael thought that they were pretty chill and nice.

- Somehow, an hour had passed and the boyf riends had somehow edged their way into the tree bros date - and they didn’t mind at all.

- Eventually, Connor and Evan decided that they had to go and gathered their things with the help of Jeremy and Michael. Jeremy kept apologising for barging in on their date, so much so that Evan of all people had to calm him down.

- They walked to their seperate cars, but before any of them could get in and drive away, Connor ran over and asked for their numbers. The boyf riends gave him their numbers, and he texted both of them Evan’s number. After that, they all left.

- And just like that, a group chat was made and they were all texting day and night.

- Turns out Michael and Jeremy lived the next town over - an hour away from Evan and Connor.

- Evan and Connor visited one time during the weekend, expecting to hang out for a couple of hours and then head back home - they ended up staying the entire weekend.

- Eventually, the tree bros came over to visit every weekend, sometimes during the weekdays for the hell of it.

- They all torture Jeremy’s dad for fun tbh.

- “wow you actually wear pants - i really wanted to see the ducky underwear you own”

- “thanks mr. ducky - i mean mr. heere.”

- Eventually Michael and Jeremy visit Evan and Connor for the first time, and they all end up going to Evan’s house because Connor’s house is a “no-go”, as he says.

- EVERYONE LOVES HEIDI. IT’S A FACT SORRY I DON’T MAKE THE RULES.

- None of them have spoken about the Squips or the suicide attempts. They feel like they should just hide it and act like normal kids.

- One day Evan is just kind of watching the boyf riends play video games as Connor draws. He notices how Jeremy sticks the tip of his tongue out when he’s concentrated, how Michael’s eyes sparkle every time he beats a level, how they loudly shriek in sync when something bad happens and he. just. realizes how much he loves them.

- Evan gets all awkward and blushy around the three of them and every time they try to touch him or ask what’s wrong he just says he’s fine and pulls away.

- “did we do something wrong?” “I - I - I’M F - FINE”

- Since they’re have their regular “sleepover all weekend” things, Jeremy decides that they should camp outside because Evan likes nature, right? The rest of them agree.

- When they all go outside, they find a fireplace and decide to gather sticks and stuff for firewood.

- Michael and Connor totally fight each other with the sticks. it’s a fact.

- Eventually they all calm down and Jeremy gets a fire lit, and they’re just talking about things. Heavy things, the things they usually try not to talk about.

- Somehow, none of them slip up about the suicide attempts or the Squips, but when Evan speaks up he talks about how he feels like he’s a burden and that he’ll never be good enough for anything.

- The boys immediately jump to action, saying that they all like Evan so much, so god damn much and that they would probably die for him.

- Evan is so overwhelmed by the response - here are these beautiful men, all looking at him, worry and affection displayed on their dimly lit faces and. Evan just. explodes.

- “I think I’m in love with all of you?” And they boys are shocked, but Evan continues. “I don’t know how - I didn’t even think it was humanly possible but here we are?? And like it’s scary because I can’t even handle having a crush on one person, so why three? Why now? Why -”

- And Michael just cuts him off and says “I love you too.”

- And Jeremy and Connor just share a look and sigh in relief and they’re both like “yeah we kind of talked to eachother about our feelings already we were just waiting for you two..”

- So now there’s four blushing boys sitting in a backyard at 2 am, having spilled their feelings out for each other, unaware of what to do next.

- And then Michael asks Evan if he can kiss him and Evan is like “!!!!!!!!” and nods, and they share a small kiss.

- Jeremy speaks up, his face flushed as he talks. “Are we all.. dating now?”

- Connor and Evan share a look and smile.

- “Yeah, we are.”

THAT’S IT FOR NOW BYE

My favorite Saints row quotes because why not

- “I always wanted to strip dance!”
-“You’re not wearing any pants”
-“FUCK YOU PAUL”
-“Then go make yourself a fuckin’ waffle”
-“Wanna add casual sex to that list”
-“I am equipped to pleasure you”
-“I always thought you were just friendly and hated pants”

if you have any to add, please add them

anonymous asked:

Hc one day Allura is sick of her dress and wants to wear normal clothes. She considers asking Coran, but decides not to since his clothes is too stiff like her dress. She asks Lance if he has any pants that she can borrow bc he's pretty leggy like her. Lance is like 'um is anything wrong princess?' and she's like 'pls help, I'm tired of my formal dress it's too stiff and I don't wanna be in my armor I need casual clothes'

Lance: So these are sweatpants!

Allura: Why would I want to wear pants that make me sweat?

Lance: Trust me

[Later]

Coran: Princess, we need you in- What are yoU WEARING?!

Allura: Sweating pants, try them sometime

3

Soo @lein-wahliik, @silverstagpotter, @deadrock-n-rollsociety, @theweirdgirlthatlikesmetal, @viking-badger, @bruceedickinson, @prideandperdition and @just-one-more-bridge-to-cross tagged me to post a selfie, thanks folks.
Decided to post these 3 pic, because well, it’s better than just one, lol. Also pardon my face. At least I’m looking good with these pants.

Anyways, I’ll tag: @monicasanoli, @moonslices, @thewatchmakersdream, @iron-maiden-lover, @derogatorylt, @helloweeny-gamma-maiden, @helenahomicide, @hietalice, @seashell-eyes-and-windy-smiles, @cosmicbeast, @death-and-the-healing, @mareavera, @666-the-number-of-the-bitch, @fucking-black-metal, @hobbitsmind and @twerkhammett

anonymous asked:

34 sufin

“How do I look?

I finally had the energy to start doing the requests again. I apologize for taking so long! I hope you like it :)


Tino was freaking out. They were about to have a double date with Berwald’s brother and brother-in-law. He was so nervous because he wanted to cause a good impression.

Berwald was sitting in front of the T.V. while Tino was still deciding what to wear. He didn’t mind. Magnus and Sigurd weren’t going to be there until eight o’clock. It was seven thirty, plenty of time he thought.

Meanwhile, Tino was dressing and undressing. He had seen photos of Magnus and Sigurd. The first one was a muscular like Berwald and the second was skinny. He looked at his belly, he was fat. He wondered if Berwald was ashamed of him.

He sat down on the bed, wearing nothing than his underwear. He was so frustrated.

“Damn it” He said before pouting. Maybe they could cancel. He wasn’t feeling ready at all.

Tino ran to the living room and Berwald looked at him, then he raised an eyebrow.

“I hope you aren’t going to show up like that” Berwald reprehended, just because he was jealous. He didn’t want anyone to see Tino in his underwear.

“Of course not, silly” Tino giggled “I was thinking…” Tino looked down and played with his fingers, while trying to come up with an excuse.

“What’s going on?” Berwald turned down the TV and focused on his partner.

“Can we cancel? I don’t think I can do this” Tino explained. He was way too self-conscious about his body.

Berwald stood up and kissed him in the forehead.

“Why?” Berwald surprised. Mostly because Tino was the most outgoing one between the two of them.

Tino stared at his boyfriend. Everything just fitted perfectly.

“I don’t look good at anything. Not like you” He confessed after a while.

Berwald shook his head and then he gently grabbed Tino by the chin so he could look at him directly at his eyes.

“You are perfect just the way you are” Berwald explained him “I’m sure you are going to look great with anything you choose”

Tino smirked. There was something comforting in his words. For some reason, he could believe anything that Berwald told him.

“Also it’s really hard to wear worse than Magnus, I promise. You are outstanding just like this” Berwald was being completely honest.

“What do you mean…?” Tino was curious about that last statement.

“Go and get dress, Tino. You are going to find out about it soon” Berwald looked at his phone. His brother and his partner were about to get there.

Tino listened to him, even though he still had his doubts. What if Magnus thought that he wasn’t good enough for his brother? He took a deep breath, he couldn’t hide forever. That day had to come someday.

After picking a shirt with a vest and some black pants, he went to the living room because he wanted to hear Berwald’s opinion. He still felt he was not putting enough effort in his clothing.

“How do I look?” He asked nervously, not even looking straight to Berwald.

All of the sudden, he was wrapped between the Swede’s arms.

“How many synonyms has the word perfect?” He questioned Tino before giving him a kiss on his lips.

Tino was blushing.

“Do you really feel like that or you are just trying to comfort me?” Tino was curious and at the same time, he was looking for some reassurance.

“You always look great in my eyes, Tino” Berwald admitted. He didn’t care what Tino was wearing. He could use a pair of boxers over his head and he would still think the same way.

In that moment, the bell rang and they were forced to get some distance from each other.

“You will do just fine” Berwald promised Tino before answering the door.

Tino swallowed and hoped for the best.

Once Berwald opened the door, he couldn’t hold his curiosity.

Magnus and Sigurd were standing there. The Norwegian was looking really classy but Tino soon noticed Magnus’s cargo pants. Sigurd noticed how Tino was looking at his husband and took a deep breath.

“Not even a minute and you are already embarrassing us, Magnus” Sigurd complained.

“Hey, I look damn fine!” The Dane defended himself. He was proud about his combination: A tie, a fancy shirt and cargo pants.

Berwald gave a quick glance a Tino and smiled for a couple seconds.

And for some reason, Tino felt relief and was able to be completely himself.