Kevin came later than Aunt Sheryl and her husband. I am sitting, waiting patiently. As Kevin walks into the room, Aunt Sheryl looks horrified and goes completely silent. Her husband asks if everything is okay and greets Kevin courteously. Throughout dinner, my aunt acts super suspicious and Kevin acts uneasy too. Her husband, bless his stupid soul, doesn’t see any of this and starts actually bonding (the stupid man!). Soon after we finish dinner, we all decide to drink some beers and watch the game. Aunt Sheryl complains of a headache and retreats to the guest bedroom. Kevin also wants to leave but Aunt Sheryl’s husband goads him into staying for a bit longer. Kevin reluctantly agrees.
Back on the site-that-must-not-be-named, u/shittymorph would wander subreddits randomly and drop a comment that seemed relevant, but devolved into a diatribe about a 1998(?) pro wrestling match in which The Undertaker threw Mankind off the top of Hell in a cell, 16 feet into an announcers table.
Damn, I feel like I just channeled him to write that comment.
That’s not true at all. I’m a nonbinary femme attracted to nonbinary femmes, and I have a similar sense of beauty to many lesbians, when it comes to pretty women. When I see an image of a woman that’s framed to appeal to male sexuality, I feel a sense of revulsion. Sapphic porn is way more respectful, more humanising, and way more hot to myself and lesbians than porn made for straight men.
Women have similar taste in men to gay men, because both are sexually attracted to men. When I say beauty standards for men focus on what men find attractive, I’m talking about the average man. A straight one. Movie stars like The Rock appeal to a straight male power fantasy, rather than to sexual desire. Beauty standards for women are about sex. Beauty standards for men are about power.
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