The only reason I disliked any of the gay was that it was pandering. Everyone was gay first and a person second.

Maybe I’m a bit backwards in this but I seriously could not give less of a shit who someone chooses to fuck and be romantically involved with.

I do. not. fucking. care.

I don’t care if your partner is the same gender as you, a different sex, or a fucking level 13 druid owl otherkin.

It has zero effect on me.

Which also means that if your whole personality boils down to “I’m gay” or “I’m straight” then your whole personality is SUPER uninteresting.

It applies to art, too. Pandering is lazy, it is not engaging, and it is straight up bad writing.