#sometimes i feel like i'm going mad and can't synch with anyone

[like-tears-in-rain-storms]

Look, this is not gonna be a discussion.

I don't care what you think of J. K. Rowling. I don't care if you think she's transphobic or not, if you support her or not, if you think Harry Potter is a good series or not. I conversely don't care what you think about Neil Gaiman, whether he's actually guilty of what he's been accused of, whether you've been a fan, whether you agree with his politics, whether you're left or right or progressive or conservative or whatever. This is not what's this is about.

What this is about is this take I saw on youtube today (and right under a thread full of I am assuming left-wing people congratulating themselves about how much they care for victims of SA and thus they are holding Neil Gaiman accountable for his alleged crimes, and his definite unethical behavior (even though the accountability, as with others, was some time in the coming), in contrast to their political opponents, and denigrating their ability to read anyways to bout.)

"I can't feel the same about Neil Gaiman and Rowling. He might have done bad things to people in private but at least he didn't spread hateful rhetoric."

.....

I'm gonna say what should not need to be said. There is no world and no moral code other than the most ridiculous and unacceptable on planet earth where words weigh heavier than actions. If you ever find yourself even approaching such a mindset, then stop, turn, and check yourself into the nearest psychiatric ward, go to a mirror, take a good hard look at yourself and wonder how you became intellectually and morally debased to such an extent.

Trigger warning because I'm gonna use a rape analogy to illustrate my point.

You are literally saying that you consider a person shouting vile rape threats to you in public worse than the person who will violently rape you in private while telling you how much they love and cherish you, and then will go out to bask in everyone considering them a good person for loving and cherishing you.

Just....stop. If your ideology is making you so vile, either examine th ideology, or examine yourself. If reading these people's fiction makes you so morally bankrupt, stop and go look at the clouds. If you are that way anyways, then God have mercy on you, but know that, for everything going wrong right now in the world, everything, you are a person who can and will only make it worse. Look at yourself, look around you, have some empathy, humility, do some self-reflection. Touch grass if you need to. And if you can't be decent, at least be silent.

[sourbinnie]

bombona, todos quieren contigo | felix x gn!reader angst + fluff | pero tu estas conmigo

a/n -> this song will forever be stuck in my head (stream the new session though #56)

i could not take my eyes off of them when they were on the dance floor. they literally did take my breath away and as soon as our eyes connected with each other, i had to look somewhere else. pretending wasn't hard but simulating that i wasn't interested in them for some reason, i could not do it. i knew all eyes were on them right now, their figure, their face, their features, could i blame other people? as much as i hated them looking, it was a sight to behold. their moves were perfectly synched to the beat, so sweet, so perfect.

i sighed as my friends brought more drinks and i took them down in one go. we were supposed to be celebrating right? another successful comeback, everyone brought their significant others and pretended they were just friends. most of them got used to doing these kinds of things and this lifestyle but for me this was a recent relationship. not only that but i knew i was with someone out of my league, one person that i thought i would never have but right now i got to call them mine? it was insane to me.

"you know you can talk to them outside and no one would care right?" jisung said to me and i nodded but i was so lost in my thoughts that i barely heard the words through the music. "your eyes are gonna fall off if you keep looking at (y/n) like that and don't give me the i wasn't staring bullshit."

"am i that obvious?" i asked and he just nodded as he left to find the boys or his partner, who knows? since my attention just goes back to the dance floor. i couldn't find them anywhere and that's when i realized they were right next to me, guiding me out of the club and into the street. thankfully at night it was easier to hide from the cameras and the fans. 

we didn't talk for a while, just enjoying each other's company as we were met by the cold wind. they were shivering so as the gentleman i am, i gave them my coat and they muttered a small "thank you" in return. that sweet voice of theirs, they weren't a singer but they had the most beautiful melody as their own tone, could write thousands of lyrics with that sound.

and i had, ever since i first met them i could not stop with my writing. it's like i had my own muse and inspiration right there. i never showed them any of the songs out of embarrassment but i knew i would have to one day because i wasn't good at expressing my feelings yet the music said everything i wanted to say.

"everyone was staring at you." i said, not sounding jealous or mad. it was just a fact that i picked up while we were inside which caused them to smile. i didn't know exactly why they were smiling but it made me smile too because i just couldn't help it, their happiness was contagious.

"i was only looking at you." they said and if my heart wasn't beating fast before, it was surely racing now. "i don't care about other people."

it was true, they were never really the type to care about others' opinions. they always went with whatever they thought was best but something about them saying they only had eyes for me, made me wonder how far we're going and how exciting the journey that it's to come is gonna be. 

"i know but it's hard to not feel like i'm not enough for you sometimes." i said clearly and that took them by surprise as i saw their eyes widen. they wanted to say something, the right words i was guessing but somehow the silence that there was, was comforting and was what i needed.

they laid their head on my shoulder, intertwining my fingers with them. 

"lix you're the only one i want." they whispered to me and the comfort grew. the atmosphere somehow changed, the air was out of my lungs and the pressure i felt to please them, to be better every day and to show them my love was all i could feel. "i don't have eyes for anyone that's not you."

"i was lost just seeing you dance because i can't believe i have you." i said as i looked at them, drifting in those eyes. the ones that met me on the dancefloor while i was out drinking, the ones that i was met by every morning and every night when i came home. the eyes that i wanted to see for the rest of my life next to me.

"better believe it because i ain't going nowhere." they said smiling and closing the gap with a kiss, i closed my eyes immediately and got completely focused on what we were sharing. it wasn't too long, too passionate but neither too sweet yet i only could describe it as the perfect kiss to close the night.

"how did i get so lucky?" i mumbled as i separated from them and buried myself on a tight embrace. i didn't want to let them go ever, they were a once in a lifetime opportunity. 

"i should be asking that baby." they said and hugged me. somehow the cold night felt like a summer heat in australia with how warm our hug was and how my heart kept pumping like it was gonna fall from my chest. 

staying there felt like a dream that i was never gonna forget, this is what i always wanted forever & ever.