It’s strangely charming when people write their fetishes. When you can tell they get really deep into it, and you can see that un-self-conscious fetish logic—like, in the space they create, armpits just are sexy, of course they are, it’s axiomatic; and to dig into it more, well, that can only mean you make them look like sex organs. The rawness of it, and the undisguised honesty, is endearing. There’s no self-judgement or self-monitoring, no attempting to convice others. They just… enjoy it. And that’s really lovely to see. I like seeing people get excited about the things they like, even if I don’t like them. And even if those things are vagina armpits.
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