Star Wars was the first fandom I really had any interest in, and it got me through a lot of lonely days back when I lived in one town and everyone else lived one town over, with no way to get to them. I memorised the New Hope intro text, I idolised Han Solo and feverishly absorbed anything I could learn about him in the character analysis book I had, spent hours with the visual encyclopaedia.
In short, I was a total nerd fanboy, even though I had no internet access to develop my knowledge, just a box set and a couple of DVDs, and I followed the publicity lead-up to Revenge Of The Sith with a strong sense that it would be better than it's recent predecessors that I won't talk about.
I forgot about it, really. I still have my Millennium Falcon on top of my DVD cupboard, a C-3PO
We wouldn't have even embarked on this if not for Harrison Ford's appearance in Ender's Game, a fantastic film we saw a few days back in the cinema.
What I love about my partner being from another country is that we have different stories about the same interests. We both come to them for different reasons. It's like listening to different people's transition stories, because they're all unique, all fascinating and all something I can relate to, somehow.
But it definitely reminds me how young I am when I say 'I couldn't see I and II in the cinema, thank god, I was too young' and Moony saw them in her own local cinema because of our age difference. She has a lot of memories and stories about stuff we both love from a different generation.
And yet that's what is so fantastic. We both have different fandoms and interests, and that's inevitable. but at the core, we've got the same things, like Sci-fi and Fantasy. I've been pulled somewhat reluctantly into the One Direction fanbase because she's so in love with them, and that's alright, even if I had a few weeks of not really knowing what to do when she tried to talk about them all to me. I know now, I've been introduced to the boys and their music, and we have a whole new range of in-jokes based on interviews and ideas about them.
I've spent the day in a shirt demanding the reader to 'Love Louis', and it's a bit of a lie, because I'm not sure he's my favourite, but the shirt is comfortable, and Louis' a nice enough lad. I'm leaning more towards Niall, if anyone's even remotely interested. I even have a spectacularly gay, glittery sticker of him on my laptop next to my Stark Industries logo and my TARDIS, and that's pretty cool.
It's a pleasant clash, too, mixing the world's most influential and famous boy band with the world-famous saga we're watching through. It shows that anything can collide, that genre's and stereotypes can overlap, and they do, all the fucking time.
Tomorrow's our anniversary, and we're going to London for the day. Moony will wear her One Direction shirt, and I'm going to wear The Clash, because it's silently saying that tastes like that, they don't really matter. We're both passionate about what we love, and you can't help who you fall in love with, even if they're a band many many people have prejudices about, because once you look past that, as I've learnt to, they're a wonderful collection of personalities and voices, and while I'd never have personally tried to understand them, I feel kind of blessed that my partner has, because they're important to this world, everyone knows of them, and they deserve a bit more cred than the general population give them.
See, I managed to easily transition from Star Wars to One Direction, and isn't that an interesting yet wonderful mix.
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