The problem with commercial F/M romance is that it’s written by the most heterosexual women alive and reading it you feel yourself slowly suffocating from the Gender of it all like a fish in a eutrophying lake. And what we actually need as a culture is F/M written by insane bisexuals violently allergic to heteronormativity
Sun is always the calm one. While the Moon has more fps, always moves and wants to gnaw on walls, pace around and destroy timelines, the Sun is the one who prevents the chaos, usually by doing nothing. Or at least that’s how I see them.
I remember coming out in 2020, and I remember being scared. Sure, Biden won, but I knew my state wasn’t the most accepting of queer and trans people. I didn’t know anyone else like me, heck, a lot of people hadn’t even met a trans person before me, much less a nonbinary one. And I was scared.
Today, a freshman I made friends with about a month or so back, this little, nonbinary kid, came up to me and the first thing they did was talk about how fucked we are.
I remember being that age, and thinking about how fucked I was solely because I was nonbinary.
So y'know what I told them? “The most annoying thing we can do right now is live, kid. They don’t want us to live. But we have to. We live, and we stay silly!”
And they cheered up. We did a little high five. We’re going to live, just to spite those who don’t want us here. Will it be easy? No. But we will live.
