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Be gay, do crime.
Happy pride month!
âMUJERES No las ves que estĂĄn agotadas, que no se tienen en pie, que son ellas las que sostienen cualquier ciudad, todas las ciudades. Con el matrimonio, con la maternidad, con la viudedad, con los golpes, ellas cargan con este mundo, con este sĂĄbado por la noche donde rĂen un poco frente a un vaso de vino blanco y unas olivas. Cargan con maridos infumables, con novios intratables, con padres en coma, con hijos suspendidos. Fuman mĂĄs que los hombres. Tienen cĂĄnceres de pulmĂłn, enferman, y tienen que estar guapas. Se ponen cremas, son una tiranĂa las cremas. Perfumes y medias y bragas finas y peinados y maquillaje y zapatos que torturan. Pero envejecen. No dejan las mujeres tras de sĂ nada, hijos, como mucho, hijos que no se acuerdan de sus madres. Nadie se acuerda de las mujeres. La verdad es que no sabemos nada de ellas. Las veo a veces en las calles, en las tiendas, sonriendo. Esperan a sus hijos a la salida del colegio. Trabajan en todas partes. Amas de casa encerradas en cocinas que dan a patios de luces. SonrĂen las mujeres, como si la vida fuese buena. En muchos paĂses las lapidan. En otros las violan. En el nuestro las maltratan hasta morir. Trabajan fuera de casa, y trabajan en casa, y trabajan en las pescaderĂas o en las fĂĄbricas o en las panaderĂas o en los bares o en los bingos. No sabemos en quĂ© piensan cuando mueren a manos de los hombres.â
â Manuel Vilas
por algo pasan las pinches perras putas cosas
ME GUSTAS
Me gustas. Me gustas un montĂłn.
Y cuando digo que me gustas me refiero a que te quiero paâ toda la vida, llevarte de la mano paâ que sepan que soy tuya
besarte en la plaza a medianoche entre parejas taciturnas, que nos miren y se crean que las pelis de amor no se comparan a lo que tenemos.
Me gustas tanto que por ti hago lo que sea, tronar los dedos y que el mundo improvise tu musical favorito, hacer que el Big Bang pase de nuevo frente a tus ojos solo paâ que las estrellas te iluminen la piel, hacer que los peces vuelen y las aves naden, me vuelvo puente en la corriente nomas paâ que no te mojes los pies.
Me gustas mucho, tanto que apenas duermo por estar pensando en ti, no necesito comer porque me alimentas el alma y ahora ocupa hasta mi estĂłmago para quedarse dentro de mĂ, me han salido alas paâ llegar mĂĄs rĂĄpido a ti si me necesitas,
hablo todos los idiomas, lenguas muertas si tĂș quieres, para decirte, cada dĂa, de otra forma que me gustas, tal vez te quiero, mĂĄs bien te amo.
AMOR PLATĂNICO
Te pienso entre mis faldas, menta rozando los labios, cada que te miro me dan cosquillas en las manos, con el corazĂłn latiendo mĂĄs lento a cada segundo se me colorean las mejillas y los ojos.
No te he dicho que me gustas, no porque no quiera, ni que me dĂ© un poquito de pena, sino que tengo ganas que me quieras como yo a ti; entre sueños y brillo en la punta de la nariz. Quiero gustarte tambiĂ©n, que me quieras paâ besarte, morderte los dedos y los cachetes para colorearte conmigo.
Quiero que hagamos el amor y pintemos la ciudad del rosa de tu boca con los dedos de los pies como si fuésemos niños, que la felicidad la tengamos a flor de piel cada que tomemos un café con hielo, asà como te gusta.
Los intestinos se me hacen un nudo cada que te miro y no puedo juntar el coraje para ir hacia ti, decirte que te quiero paâ mĂ, que ya planee tu vida a mi lado, que no tienes que buscar a nadie mĂĄs porque ya me tienes a mi sin siquiera intentar.
La incertidumbre me golpea, pero me miras.
QuizĂĄâŠ, quizĂĄ tĂș tambiĂ©n hayas planeado tu vida junto a mĂ.
âWe are all so small, and so frail, so gloriously and terrifyingly temporary.â
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John Green, The Anthropocene Reviewed
I never excelled academically, and took some pride in ânot fulfilling my potential,â in part because I was terrified that if I tried my hardest, the world would learn I didnât actually have that much potential.
The anthropocene reviewed - John Green
Este soy yo, y el dia de hoy lo estoy celebrando
donât mind waiting
type: one shot
pairings: boyfriend!shownu x female! reader, bestfriend! jooheon x female reader
genre(s): fluff, angst
summary: shownu is leaving for the military.
bottling up you emotions usually doesnât last long, especially when youâre preparing for your boyfriends 2 year departure.
you slowly entered your home with a huff. setting down your bags after a long day of work. you finally looked up, unexpectedly finding two of your roommates casually lounging on the large leather sectional, watching itaewon class, for what you believed to be the 6th time.
you let out a small chuckle as you fell into the spot between the two of them. jooheon sent you a small smile and quickly paused his show, noticing you your obvious tired, and somewhat sad, demeanor. wonho sat up straight to get a better look at you.
âyou okay? you seem off.â he stated softly, turning to face you fully on the couch. you sighed, dramatically rubbing your hands down your face and letting out a low groan.
âiâm okay, just tired. whereâs everyone else at ?â you asked, realizing the home was much too quiet for a place where 8 people, 7 of them being grown men that you believed to be on crack, lived together.
âthey decided that since itâs showus last week here they wanted to buy him a meal each night.â jooheon explained, sitting up to face you just as wonho did.
with this realization you were suddenly overcome with tears, feeling your lower lip quiver as you tried you best to hold them back like a small child.
ây/n? whatâs wrong? what happened?â jooheon jumped up, quickly pulling you to him. causing you to sob harder into his chest.
you stayed like that for a few minutes, feeling wonho drawing small circles on your back to help calm your breathing. once you finally got you feelings under control, you sat up straight, staring blankly at the floor.
âiâm sorry, i just-iâ you started, stopping yourself as you felt another wave of melancholy wash over your body. you inhaled deeply and looked between the two of them.
âi just havenât really been allowing myself to fully accept that shownu is really about to be gone for two years. now that weâre a week away, i have the deep seated feeling in my chest daily. almost like i canât breathe. it makes me feel sick.â you explained, feeling dejected, you dropped your head to the floor once again.
ây/nâ wonho signed sadly, as he gave your hand a reassuring squeeze.
âi just have so much i want to say to him before he leaves, but i donât know how to express it, not properly at least. and itâs making me feel worse as we quickly get closer to him leaving.â you explained further, jooheon scooting closer as he listened intently to you.
âthereâs no proper way for you to tell him how youâre feeling, whether it be good or bad. shownu is one of the most warm hearted and understanding people iâve ever met, and he will do his best to understand you regardless.â jooheon adviced, sending you a warm smile to help calm your nerves. you nodding slowly, slamming your back into the couch and letting out another dramatic groan.
âiâve just never really done this before, been in such a serious relationship i guess. and itâs hard for me to honestly fathom the way he makes me feel. but i want him to know while heâs gone, i donât think i could function quite right, knowing he was gone without a proper explanation for how iâm feeling. i donât want him to wonder about things like that while heâs away.â you continued, wonho smiled softly at you, letting out a small chuckle.
âi think youâre stressing yourself for nothing. you and shownu have been together for almost a year, but youâve lived here and known all of us for six years now. and if thereâs anyone who knows you, the way you express yourself, and the way you feel things, itâs shownu.â wonho stated, giving your hand another squeeze as you let out a shaky breath.
âiâm so glad you guys will be here while heâs gone. i wouldnât make it without you.â you let out a tear eyed chuckle, as the two boys tackled you in a big hug. you smiled widely, tightening your arms around their neck.
âthereâs that smile. mission accomplished!â jooheon cracked a cheeky grin, as he high fived wonho. causing the three of you to laugh.
âbut honestly, you just need to talk to him. it doesnât matter when, just as long as itâs before he leaves. because regardless youâll feel better, and you wonât be bottling this-â jooheon stopped, poking your heart with a chuckle.
âfor the next two years.â he continued, you nodded, sitting up and wiping the tears from your face. you stood up and squeezed the both of their hands.
âthank you guys. truly. iâm gonna go clean up before the rest of the guys get home. but really thank you, i love you.â you smiled softly as the two boys sent you wide grins.
âwe love you more!â they yelled in unison, as you began to walk up the stairs towards you and showus shared room.
ânot possible!â you called back, chuckling as you softly shut the door behind you, quickly unsheathing your uncomfortable work clothes.
you had just enough time to throw on one of shownus large gray hoodies and a pair of biker shorts before hearing loud laughter and stomping as the front door swung open. you smiled softly, wiping you nose and examining yourself in the mirror, doing your best to not look as if you had burst into tears moments before.
âwhereâs y/n?â you heard showus voice echo through the house, followed by quick footsteps stomping up the stairs. the door swung open as shownu quickly ran through the room and tackled you onto the bed. you giggled loudly as he buried his head into your neck.
âi missed youâ he whispered as he looked up, his smile falling immediately as he examined your red and puffy features. he quickly sat up.
âhave you been crying? what happened? something at work?â he started quizzing you, the concern in his eyes warming your heart to the core.
âno iâm just a big cry baby thinking about how much iâm going to miss you when youâre goneâ you blurted out, beginning to tear up once again. shownu quickly brought his hands to your face, stroking your cheeks softly.
âoh baby, i know iâm going to miss you so much. iâm-â shownu began, but you quickly cut him off with a nervous laugh.
âshownu i know we havenât discussed it much, almost like the two of us are trying to pretend that itâs not going to happen. but i have a lot i want to say to you. iâve been thinking about a lot recently, and i just really need to tell you how iâm feeling.â you explained, sadness immediately fell over his features. as he watched a single tear fall down your face. he wiped it away quickly, as if it was an instinct. but within the next moment shownu was standing from the bed and pacing your bedroom.
ây/n i know two years is a long time and iâve just- iâve been meaning to tell you that you donât have to wait, if you donât feel like you can. id never ask you to do that, not for me.â shownu mumbled staring directly at the floor as he continued to pace.
âshownuâ you whispered softly, grasping his hands and pulling him back to the bed in front of you.
âyou are so cluelessâ you chuckled, as he looked at you in complete bewilderment.
âif youâre leaving made me realize anything, itâs the completely opposite of whatever ideas you have going on in that beautiful brain of yours.â you explained, squeezing his hands tightly as you scooted closer to him, setting your legs into his lap. he studied your face, like if he looked away for a second he would forget every detail.
âi donât mind waiting for two years, in fact i want to. in all honestly shownu, i would wait on you forever if thatâs what it took for you to come back to me. this departure has made me come to this realization that i, quite frankly, couldnât allow myself to be with anyone else after being with you.â you clarified, finally growing the courage to return his unwavering stare.
âyouâre everything iâve ever dreamed of but never thought i could have shownu. i want you to know that no matter what, i will be here, patiently waiting for you to be by my side again becauseâŠâ you paused slightly, taking a deep breath in preparation to say something you hadnât said to anyone before.
âi love you. i love you so much that i feel engulfed by sunlight when youâre here. i never thought i could feel so at peace just by being in the presence of someone elseâ you confessed, smiling brightly but feeling those familiar tears welling in your eyes once again.
âi know thatâs a hefty thing to say, and i donât know how you feel, or if you think itâs too soon? i know thereâs not necessarily a timeline on these things but-â you began to ramble, the nerves in your stomach only growing as shownu continued to stare.
he quickly shut you up with a short, sweet kiss. he pulled away slowly, sending you the biggest, goofiest smile you had ever seen. the nerves in your stomach quickly turning to electricity, jolting you back to life again.
ây/n i have loved you since the moment jooheon brought you to my birthday dinner, and you nervously handed me a gift, and wished me a happy birthday, regardless of the fact that we had never even met. more importantly, nothing, no time apart, no distance, no circumstances could possibly change that for me. and i will continue to love you until my last birthday, and even after that, and even after that.â he declared, growing teary eyed himself. he grabbed each side of your face once again, maintaining eye contact. you let out a sob and chuckled happily after hearing his heartfelt confession.
shownu pulled you into his lap, kissing you once again. this one filled with love. the two of you smiled into the kiss. you pulled away slightly, sending shownu a big grin and planting small kisses around his face. letting him know you loved him between each one.
ânow a day wonât go by where you wonât know how much i love you, and how eager i am for you to come home.â you whispered, running a hand through his soft hair, planting another soft kiss on his nose.
âit will be my most comforting thought while iâm away from you.â he sighed out as he pulled you to him, wrapping his arms tightly around you waist. he buried his head into the crook on your neck, planting small kisses there. the two of you stayed this way, allowing yourself the memorize the way it felt to have him hold you.
âbut, my beautiful love bug, we still have an entire week until i leave. and i say we start that week off with a harry potter movie marathon.â shownu smiled, breaking the silence. you pulled away and slowly began to recoil from his body. smiling at the prospect of watching harry potter. before you could take a step he quickly grabbed your waist and turned you towards him.
âbut first, you have to admit that you love me more than remus lupin. sorry i donât make the rules.â shownu smirked, quirking an eyebrow up at you.
âshownuâŠâ you sighed out, as you playfully began to whine. acting as if you may throw a tantrum. shownu let out a scoff of disbelief. you laughed loudly as he feigned a broken heart.
âof course i love you more than remus lupin. just donât tell him that.â you whispered, planting a kiss on his lips. you stood up abruptly, hearing a quite giggle and feet shuffling from outside your door.
âuhâŠhello?â you asked, turning to face the door as it slowly crept open. there stood the 6 other members of your home.
âsorryâ wonho whispered, as shownu stood behind you, questioning why all of the boys stood at you door, looking like children who just thrown up in the middle of the night.
âjooheon? were you crying?â you chuckled, studying his watery eyes.
âiâm sorry i know we shouldnât ease drop, but i just love you guys so much. youâre the prettiest couple and youâre gonna have the cutest babies. and oh my god, i just love you.â jooheon cried, running to pull you into a hug. within moments you were once again tackled into your bed. this time being under a dog pile of 6 grown men. you laughed loudly as you tried your best to hug each one of them. as they finally removed themselves from the suffocating hold on you, you realized one of them was missing.
âso are we watching harry potter or???â hyungwon stood in the door way, casually popping popcorn into his mouth, causing the room to erupt with laughter.
âas long as shownu doesnât get too jealous you joked, letting out a yelp as shownu swooped you up in his arms.
âno promises.â he smirked, quickly running downstairs. he set you on the couch and looked down at you with a small smile.
âwould my amazing hufflepuff girlfriend, whom i love, like a bowl of popcorn?â he asked, bowing to you in a joking manner. you nodded quickly and sent him a blinding smile. shownu rushed into kitchen, and within moments was running back to you. shoving himself in between you and wonho.
âi love youâ he whispered. he set a soft kiss to your temple and leaned down to give you an eskimo kiss. you giggled lightly, hearing the others gawk at the two of you.
âi love you more.â you whispered back, planting a similar kiss to his cheek and nuzzling into his shoulder. your hand slithered into his as you tightly intertwined your fingers.
he stared down at you for a small moment, before beginning the first movie, anxious to start what he was planning to make the best week of your lives. that was, at least, until he got to come home to you.
we are not forever.
Characters: Yoo Kihyun, Female Reader
Genre: Angst
Warnings: Slight smut, a breakup and a bunch of sad stuff
Length: 4.1K
a/n: this is my first fic iâm posting on tumblr ajfhdkasjhdv just a little something that i wrote on the plane ride back home from vacation. has not been proofread and it has very slight shitty smut. anyways, hope you enjoy it nonetheless!
+ gif is not mine, but the contents of the story are.
It feels as if everywhere you go, thereâs a hint of Kihyun lingering, your failed relationship taunting you at every corner. Your bedroom, which belonged to him as well not too long ago, haunts you upon entryâwhich is rare now, since it pains you too much to spend time in it alone. Too much of your time is spent wallowing under the duvet. His scent is still engraved in the pillows, and thereâs a perfect Kihyun-shaped indent on the left side of the bed. That was his spot, because youâre afraid to sleep on the half of the bed by the window. And every time you close your eyes in an attempt to sleep, you can almost feel his breath fanning across your lips and you jolt upright in hopes that itâs not just your imagination craving his gentle kisses but it is.
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Dear straight people,
My love is no less valid than yours.
"Pride in America, and in a lot of other countries where there is a lot of progression, is not just for that country, it's not just for those people. Pride is a symbol for everyone. It's a symbol for those countries where you can't really express yourself fully without risking being killed. To even parts of this country where people cannot express themselves or tell people their preferences without risking physical harm to them. That it can get better; that there are people around them, there are people in this world that will support them no matter what. That there is a goal of acceptance that can be fought for. It is telling us the world, like you [Youtuber Mac was reacting to] said, 'it shouldn't matter.' Sadly, this world does not believe that. And because this world does not believe that, to the point that they would rather kill people, we have pride."
-MacDoesIt, 2019
"We don't care if straight people accept us, we're just going to be who we are, and if you don't like who we are, just get out of our way."
-to quote from this great video about the Stonewall riots:
Reminder that assimilation does not equal liberation.
Reminder that our goal never was and never will be to conform to or be palatable to straight white mainstream society.
Reminder that kink has always belonged to pride.
Reminder that pride cannot be made "family-friendly", not when most families aren't queer-friendly.
Reminder that all words we use to describe ourselves today have been used to dehumanize us in the past, and queer is just another. Don't stop those of us who want to from embracing it.
Reminder that queer liberation is meaningless until we support all of us: m-spec people, aspec people, trans and nonbinary people, intersex people, polyamorous people, everyone.
Reminder that our struggle must stand in solidarity with other struggles against oppression world-over: with those for racial equality, for climate justice, for Palestinian and Kashmiri freedom, for every marginalized community.
This has been a PSA.
âWell, I hope you know how proud I am you were created With the courage to unlearn all of their hatredâ
â âhope ur ok by Olivia Rodrigo
âa bit of bothâ
YES. THANK YOU.
âȘLove is love is love is love is love is love is love is love. It cannot be killed or swept asideâŠNow go fill the world with music, love, and pride.
Lin-Manuel Miranda