Intimacy is not just about sex. It’s having heart-to-hearts, staying up all night talking, sharing childhood memories, thoughts, fears, dreams & hopes for the future. It’s uncontrollable laughter, direct eye contact and feeling each other without touching - it’s exchanging energy
I work in gaming and do this all the time. I learnt long ago that no matter what games I name, when a guy demands I name what I’m playing, that they will shit on them.
So now I just make shit up when they try to “catch me out” and listen as they list how wrong I am and all the things wrong with something that doesn’t even exist. It’s a wonderful hobby and I heartily recommend it.
anyway the actual point of fandom is to inspire each other. reading each other’s fics and admiring each other’s art and saying wow i love this and i feel something and i want to invoke this in other people, i want to write a sentence that feels like a meteor shower, i want to paint a kiss with such tenderness it makes you ache, i want to create something that someone else somewhere will see it and think oh, i need to do that too, right now. i am embracing being a corny cunt on main to say inspiring each other is one of the things humanity is best at and one of the things fandom is built for and i think that’s beautiful
Another dream comic. Had a dream where I was tied to a chair in a dark room and some hooded figures killed me after I begged for my life—but then I got caught in a time loop and so I kept trying to figure out what I could say to get them to not shoot me but they killed me no matter what I said. Started just shouting random stuff eventually.
