When spoken word artist Brenna Twohy tells you that she is an unabashed devotee of all things “Potterotica” — erotic fiction based in the magical universe of Harry Potter — your response probably shouldn’t be that her taste is “unrealistic.”
I’m happy to be getting to the point where I don’t have to feel weird about enjoying fanfiction, or having written a bunch of it. Partly it’s that the fandom experience has become more broadly shared. Partly it’s that I stopped giving a shit.
And as for why I like the porny sort of fanfiction, see above. She says it better.
I like sex with context. I like sex when it involves fully fleshed out characters. I like the backstories. I like feeling like these people do other things when they aren’t having sex.
Reblebbing for Rosalarian’s comment and to say this: I was actually embarrassed about my Smut Peddler submission for a while, because it featured two people who had backstories and were enthusiastic about sex. Because sex within context rather than BANGIN OUTA NOWHERE is a “feminine preference” and therefore “not real porn” and ugh fuck that mentality, fuck all of it forever