What does it mean to ship something? I remember a friend talking about how she was into gay fanfiction and that she would totally ship this two guys. She explained what it meant, it was confusing and I forgot now, lol. Is it the same type of "shipping" or something different?
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What does it mean to ship something? I remember a friend talking about how she was into gay fanfiction and that she would totally ship this two guys. She explained what it meant, it was confusing and I forgot now, lol. Is it the same type of "shipping" or something different?
Supporting a pairing which is not canon because it appeals to you.
To ship = shipping, yeah.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
So you don't want to share it? You can PM me your story
i have no story -__-
All gays have stories though.
Yeah, I can't deal. 'I taught you all about the world/how to talk/how to basically relate to other humans; now let me teach you to love' is not a romantic plot. It's just creepy.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
im bi tho
Flightwave
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Hi GayGAF! I'm terrible at introductions and quite shy, so I have been hesitant to post anything in this thread.
umop_3pisdn
Member
I also think pedagogical relationships are weird. I can handle age differences and stuff but not unequal power dynamics.
Hi dude, cute avatar.
Hi dude, cute avatar.
Supporting a pairing which is not canon because it appeals to you.
Oh thanks for explaining! Yeah she was into Supernatural gay fanfiction. It was interesting seeing a girl into gay couples, lol...
Maybe because he's bisexual, so that's why he doesn't have a story. O:
It's not that rare. What, you've never been to tumblr? Girls like that man on man action. :]
Hi there Flightwave, and welcome to this community.
Hola newbie! What's your favourite Video Game
Yeah, this. Age differences are understandable, lots of hot men out there 20 yeas older than me...
*fistbump*
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
Welcome! Are you a man or woman? Gay, bi, les, trans, inter, etc?
beated
do they?
Yes, it is known
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
Introduce yourself
Don't be shy. We don't bite (only sometimes) Welcome!!
It's not that rare. What, you've never been to tumblr? Girls like that man on man action. :]
Hi there Flightwave, and welcome to this community.
Yeah, I am quite new to tumblr. I guess it's not that uncommon, lol.
You just don't think we are worthy to let us in your life... *Sniffs* that's okay...
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
You just don't think we are worthy to let us in your life... *Sniffs* that's okay...
there there it's not as bad as all that
Don't be shy. New people are never not interesting.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
I'd like it if they waited to release the new episodes until GRRM releases the new book so that the show doesn't get ahead of the books. :/
Not true afaik. There are some girls here, just not as active as the guys.So... this thread:
Pretty much right?
Why would you do that when this exists?
Thanks... I'm craving chips now I:
umop_3pisdn
Member
Why would you do that when this exists?
Chopsticks would work better than a fork, too. I can't really figure out how a fork would work. In between the tines I guess.
That chip pincer looks clumsy.
Pretty much so I can keep my fingers clean when using the computer.
Never quite cared about that, I don't think the books are particularly good.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
I would use chopsticks if I had 'em. Using a fork isn't terribly difficult, you can scoop crumbs and lift bigger chips by sliding their edge between two prongs.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
The_Endless
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I dont often do this but I feel like to need to do something to get myself out of my current funk. Im usually happy lurking here on GAF and observing communal warmth. So I apologize for bursting in as a stranger, but Im hurting and I need to express it. And GayGAF seems like the right place to post this. Its gonna be a bit long.
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About six months ago, I met this guy, M. It was supposed to be a hookup that we had been trying to arrange for a while and finally happened. It was good and hot. And usually it ends there.
Then M said, lets go for dinner. And we did. It felt very natural. Along the way, I find out hes into gaming as well. This, in addition to his collection of Neil Gaiman, Calvin & Hobbes, YuYin Li and Lego, seemed promising. We talked and we got on. It was nice.
We kept in touch after that, almost daily. He asks to be added to my Facebook because he wants to get to know me better. I went off to Komodo for a diving trip and he went home to Europe for his sisters wedding. One day he asked me for my home address from there. And two weeks later, a postcard and a short letter arrived. Its probably the first handwritten personal mail Ive received in over a decade. He sent it because hes old fashioned.
I volunteer at the zoo and they were having an overnight camp. M is a veterinarian who is now pursuing his Phd in stem cell research. We had talked about it before and I asked him if hed like to come. He did and it was a lot of fun. We had a tent to the two of us, and when we settled in to bed, I leant over and kissed him on the forehead. Then led to us just cuddling and kissing for most of the night. Hes a great kisser, and apparently so am I.
A little bit about M. Hes constantly snowed under with work at uni, both on his own research thesis and as part of the laboratory staff that includes experiments, mentoring, marking papers and attending to his workaholic boss demands. Which, from what Ive been told, is randomly frequent and frequently random. I sense that hes been hurt badly in the past before and that he has built up walls. He seems to like to compartmentalize his life socially; there seems to be little overlap uni friends are uni friends, everyone else is an island only known to him, and I dont know where I fit in. He is a bit of a martyr, wanting to take everything onto himself and not involving anyone else; I recognize that because I can be like that too building walls because it hurts less not to allow yourself to feel.
I have told him I liked him. And he confessed the same. And it was good for a while. When I told him I didnt know how to bike, he said hed teach me. When I told him I had not been to the local aquarium, he said hed take me. He suggested we take a trip together. We chatted almost every day and met up infrequently, usually at my instigation, because of his work. As dating goes, it was moving at the pace of molasses, but I didnt mind it and I am nothing if not patient.
Fast forward to four weeks ago. I wake up to find a message from him sent at about 2am. I message back and ask him if everything ok. Answer: everything is fine. Two days later after some prodding, he admits that on the night of the 2am message, he woke up to excruciating pain and thought he was going to die. Rushed to the hospital and was told it was a kidney infection. He didnt tell me when I woke up because he was out of the A&E and didnt want me to worry. He had an appointment with a specialist the next day. I told him I wanted to come with him. He refused to let me. I contemplated going to the hospital unannounced, but I didnt know which department he would be in. I was worried sick and it hurt that he didnt want me there. But the results came back okay.
A few days later, I received a disgusting cute image from a friend. Of two cartoon penguins hugging, with the caption I like you a little; its like a little but a lot. I sent it to M, thinking it would be a sweet gesture. He replies with a photo of a sign questioning the motives of the guy who built the Taj Mahal for his dead wife, that he killed her husband to marry her, and after she died, he married her sister. I was a bit upset, and I just ended the conversation with Fine. I get it.
I realized that this point that Im the one trying hard to keep the energy going and he is reacting to that, but seemingly not contributing any of his own. It seemed a bit more dynamic when we first started seeing each other, but perhaps thats rose tinted glasses. I also realized I might be getting too attached and that some distance might help. So I resolved not to initiate any conversation, though I would reply if one was started.
He goes off to Hong Kong (a weekend trip that I helped him plan; even though we had talked about traveling together before, I was not invited. I couldnt have made it anyway, but it would have been nice to have been asked). Radio silence until I get a photo of him waiting at HK airport for his return flight, before catching another back to Europe for his Xmas break. We talk, but I was a bit terse and not as energetic as Id usually be, in part to gauge his response.
He gets to Europe and we exchange a few messages on his first day. Then nothing. Its been about six days.
I realize he has a lot of things on his plate right now his boss just dumped a metric ton of work on his death before he left and was apparently hounding him when he was in Hong Kong. I am trying to be patient, but there is only so much I can take. I can only hear No, Im busy when I ask him out so many times before it gets disheartening, especially when I see on Facebook hes gone to have coffee with a set of friends or seen Swan Lake with another; things that Id like to be doing with him. I surmise thats just how he is see earlier comment on him compartmentalizing his social life. Ive since unfollowed him on FB though we are still friends; if I dont know the fun hes having then I cant picture myself there.
I like him a lot. Hes kind, generous, sage, wonderful and just so genuine. I would like to be part of his life. There are times when I feel he wants me to be part of his life too last month he sent me a link about Iceland saying When youre ready, lets go but most of the time I feel like an afterthought. Ive been trying hard but his walls seem to be made from adamantium. I suppose we could keep plodding along the way we have so far, but Im not sure I can take it. It hurts when I think of him and what hes doing and if I figure into his thoughts at all like that Radiohead lyric I want you to notice when Im not around. The answer seems to be no, he doesnt.
So Ive decided to withdraw. Retreat to lie in bed and listen to morose trip-hop. Ive been burnt so many times when I get attached to someone that I swore I would never do it again. M was supposed to be just a shag, but I ended up in the same trap. Im angry at myself for that. But it also hurts. A lot. Im going to try and let go and focus on other things. I will not initiate anything and from the looks of it, he isnt going to and this will die a slow death.
So heres the rub. I am debating whether I should say something or not. Should I just let this die a quiet natural death? Or should I say something? Ive been toying with the idea of writing him a letter in January explaining my decision. I dont want to send it now because I dont want to upset his Xmas. I would be lying if I said I wasnt hoping that a letter would knock him right and spur some action. But I could also receive a definitive, crushing answer. Im still undecided. 
This was a real long post and if youre still here, thanks for reading. I wrote this for me so even if no one bothers to get to this part, writing this was already very cathartic.
tl;dr Im getting too attached to a guy and I think its time to quit and go lick my wounds instead of holding on
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About six months ago, I met this guy, M. It was supposed to be a hookup that we had been trying to arrange for a while and finally happened. It was good and hot. And usually it ends there.
Then M said, lets go for dinner. And we did. It felt very natural. Along the way, I find out hes into gaming as well. This, in addition to his collection of Neil Gaiman, Calvin & Hobbes, YuYin Li and Lego, seemed promising. We talked and we got on. It was nice.
We kept in touch after that, almost daily. He asks to be added to my Facebook because he wants to get to know me better. I went off to Komodo for a diving trip and he went home to Europe for his sisters wedding. One day he asked me for my home address from there. And two weeks later, a postcard and a short letter arrived. Its probably the first handwritten personal mail Ive received in over a decade. He sent it because hes old fashioned.
I volunteer at the zoo and they were having an overnight camp. M is a veterinarian who is now pursuing his Phd in stem cell research. We had talked about it before and I asked him if hed like to come. He did and it was a lot of fun. We had a tent to the two of us, and when we settled in to bed, I leant over and kissed him on the forehead. Then led to us just cuddling and kissing for most of the night. Hes a great kisser, and apparently so am I.
A little bit about M. Hes constantly snowed under with work at uni, both on his own research thesis and as part of the laboratory staff that includes experiments, mentoring, marking papers and attending to his workaholic boss demands. Which, from what Ive been told, is randomly frequent and frequently random. I sense that hes been hurt badly in the past before and that he has built up walls. He seems to like to compartmentalize his life socially; there seems to be little overlap uni friends are uni friends, everyone else is an island only known to him, and I dont know where I fit in. He is a bit of a martyr, wanting to take everything onto himself and not involving anyone else; I recognize that because I can be like that too building walls because it hurts less not to allow yourself to feel.
I have told him I liked him. And he confessed the same. And it was good for a while. When I told him I didnt know how to bike, he said hed teach me. When I told him I had not been to the local aquarium, he said hed take me. He suggested we take a trip together. We chatted almost every day and met up infrequently, usually at my instigation, because of his work. As dating goes, it was moving at the pace of molasses, but I didnt mind it and I am nothing if not patient.
Fast forward to four weeks ago. I wake up to find a message from him sent at about 2am. I message back and ask him if everything ok. Answer: everything is fine. Two days later after some prodding, he admits that on the night of the 2am message, he woke up to excruciating pain and thought he was going to die. Rushed to the hospital and was told it was a kidney infection. He didnt tell me when I woke up because he was out of the A&E and didnt want me to worry. He had an appointment with a specialist the next day. I told him I wanted to come with him. He refused to let me. I contemplated going to the hospital unannounced, but I didnt know which department he would be in. I was worried sick and it hurt that he didnt want me there. But the results came back okay.
A few days later, I received a disgusting cute image from a friend. Of two cartoon penguins hugging, with the caption I like you a little; its like a little but a lot. I sent it to M, thinking it would be a sweet gesture. He replies with a photo of a sign questioning the motives of the guy who built the Taj Mahal for his dead wife, that he killed her husband to marry her, and after she died, he married her sister. I was a bit upset, and I just ended the conversation with Fine. I get it.
I realized that this point that Im the one trying hard to keep the energy going and he is reacting to that, but seemingly not contributing any of his own. It seemed a bit more dynamic when we first started seeing each other, but perhaps thats rose tinted glasses. I also realized I might be getting too attached and that some distance might help. So I resolved not to initiate any conversation, though I would reply if one was started.
He goes off to Hong Kong (a weekend trip that I helped him plan; even though we had talked about traveling together before, I was not invited. I couldnt have made it anyway, but it would have been nice to have been asked). Radio silence until I get a photo of him waiting at HK airport for his return flight, before catching another back to Europe for his Xmas break. We talk, but I was a bit terse and not as energetic as Id usually be, in part to gauge his response.
He gets to Europe and we exchange a few messages on his first day. Then nothing. Its been about six days.
I realize he has a lot of things on his plate right now his boss just dumped a metric ton of work on his death before he left and was apparently hounding him when he was in Hong Kong. I am trying to be patient, but there is only so much I can take. I can only hear No, Im busy when I ask him out so many times before it gets disheartening, especially when I see on Facebook hes gone to have coffee with a set of friends or seen Swan Lake with another; things that Id like to be doing with him. I surmise thats just how he is see earlier comment on him compartmentalizing his social life. Ive since unfollowed him on FB though we are still friends; if I dont know the fun hes having then I cant picture myself there.
I like him a lot. Hes kind, generous, sage, wonderful and just so genuine. I would like to be part of his life. There are times when I feel he wants me to be part of his life too last month he sent me a link about Iceland saying When youre ready, lets go but most of the time I feel like an afterthought. Ive been trying hard but his walls seem to be made from adamantium. I suppose we could keep plodding along the way we have so far, but Im not sure I can take it. It hurts when I think of him and what hes doing and if I figure into his thoughts at all like that Radiohead lyric I want you to notice when Im not around. The answer seems to be no, he doesnt.
So Ive decided to withdraw. Retreat to lie in bed and listen to morose trip-hop. Ive been burnt so many times when I get attached to someone that I swore I would never do it again. M was supposed to be just a shag, but I ended up in the same trap. Im angry at myself for that. But it also hurts. A lot. Im going to try and let go and focus on other things. I will not initiate anything and from the looks of it, he isnt going to and this will die a slow death.
So heres the rub. I am debating whether I should say something or not. Should I just let this die a quiet natural death? Or should I say something? Ive been toying with the idea of writing him a letter in January explaining my decision. I dont want to send it now because I dont want to upset his Xmas. I would be lying if I said I wasnt hoping that a letter would knock him right and spur some action. But I could also receive a definitive, crushing answer. Im still undecided. 
This was a real long post and if youre still here, thanks for reading. I wrote this for me so even if no one bothers to get to this part, writing this was already very cathartic.
tl;dr Im getting too attached to a guy and I think its time to quit and go lick my wounds instead of holding on
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
The books are what the show is based on though. Without some good foundation the show would lose something. But maybe I'm wrong. Time will tell.
Very likely that they just continue on, yeah.
Flightwave
Member
Thanks for the warm welcome everyone!
Tough question, as I don't really have a favourite to be honest.
I guess some stand out games from my childhood would have to be Ridge Racer, Sonic Adventure and Gran Turismo 3. More recently I really enjoyed Deus Ex: Human Revolution and Fallout: New Vegas.
I'm a gay guy, and I'm still in the closet.
Yeah, the full image is here. http://s1120411.tumblr.com/post/95340939195/go-on-a-journey
My first post on here was over in the FurryGAF thread a few days ago.
Tough question, as I don't really have a favourite to be honest.
I guess some stand out games from my childhood would have to be Ridge Racer, Sonic Adventure and Gran Turismo 3. More recently I really enjoyed Deus Ex: Human Revolution and Fallout: New Vegas.
I'm a gay guy, and I'm still in the closet.
Yeah, the full image is here. http://s1120411.tumblr.com/post/95340939195/go-on-a-journey
My first post on here was over in the FurryGAF thread a few days ago.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
Oh no, rest assured, it's gonna be a disaster. Should be fun to watch the showrunners fumble around though.
Cool! The bis were starting to outnumber the gays in this thread anyway.
cute
Welcome
It seems like you know what you want to do, as much as it hurts, you simply have to let them g.lol
You don't need good source material to make a good movie/show, but I'm sure it helps to have *some* source material. AFAIK GRRM already told the showrunners how to proceed in the show anyway, before anyone else even knows how the books will go.
Cute, thanks! I remember the post.
Yeah, DADT was a pain in the arse, don't blame him one bit. And yeah, most of my pop culture knowledge these days comes from GAF
Nothing that would measure up to your standardsAny stories?
Hah, he's got jokes now!
Gay death is just a brief phase where you begin your transcendence, the gay afterlife is where the fun starts. Welcome!!
That sounds like it isn't fun
Sounds a lot like he just doesn't have room in his life for anyone else at the moment. I have been guilty of compartmentalising my friends viscously, took me a while to get over, it was a bit of a shame thing at how disparate my social groups were I think, maybe he has some similar issues? Anyway, sorry it isn't awesome for you at the moment.For me, I would have to talk to him about it if I liked him, but I can totally understand not wanting to go through that. Sorry I don't have great advice.
That's not what I would call "fun" or entertaining. Just painful.
Oh well, at least the CGI will be top notch again.
I don't know if that is true. We should count the number of Ls, Gs, Bs, Ts, Qs, Is and As someday.
I thought you drew it yourself. Guess I was wrong.
I always got jokes, but they are mostly not all that funny.Hah, he's got jokes now!
Yeah, getting older comes also with some benefits.
I know, but I'm still worried that they misinterpret his original vision. So far it was fairly controlled but if they surpass the books it could get a lot worse.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
Honestly? I think you should just let it die a natural death. Don't contact him, as hard as it may be. If he ever asks you what's up, then maybe say something (or maybe not), but just try to forget him until then.
umop_3pisdn
Member
That makes sense.
I think I know the kind of personality you're talking about. He has a lot of friends because he is charming and generous with his attention, seeming to get more energy from other people or their feelings (and responding to them in appropriate or fluent ways) than necessarily involving people in his own feelings. He doesn't really like to talk about himself very much, has a goofy sense of humor, and can be absurdly sweet, almost in a way that is scarily intense, when the mood strikes him?
I think he doesn't know how he feels, he sees feelings as existing in a constant state of flux or field of indeterminacy, and is used to playing off other people and accommodating other people. With his own feelings he is a bit of a coward (I don't really mean this as a criticism) or lacks a degree of self knowledge. What this all means is that he probably does care, but not enough. If he did there wouldn't be any doubt. I would let him go, let it die on its own like others have said.
Blood Diamonds
Banned
welcome
I think you should let go, his spontaneity seems to be hurting you a lot so I think it's best if you end it in a natural way.Yeah, I can also see the sense in this. I'm just more confrontational lol.
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
Nothing that would measure up to your standards
bb i would lower my standards for u any day of the week <3
does dragons do
We need more girls in this thread. The level of testosterone in this thread:
Not that I think it's a bad thing, but I think girls should participate more.
I read the whole thing and I am very sorry for what you're going through. It's a tough one. Sadly I'm not good at giving advice, in fact I'm terrible. But I would agree with what everyone is saying; let it go. Just try to move on from this experience and time will heal your wounds. I pretty much agree with what Upside Down said:
And welcome!! If you need to vent, it might not mean much, but we'll be here for you
RatskyWatsky
Hunky Nostradamus
is it though
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