Watching reruns of #NakedAttraction, a British dating show in which a (clothed) chooser decides which of the (naked) candidates they want to go on a date with.
Usually heterosexual people are choosing other heterosexual people (of the 'opposite' sex/gender). It is interesting to watch, but you get the full load of heterosexual strangeness that I never fully understood.
There are just a few episodes in which queer people are choosing other queer people. The most recent one I watched involved a non-binary person finding a non-binary date.
I have to say that this episode was so soothing and beautiful to watch. It felt as if the heterosexual aliens that were running the place before had finally been replaced by normal respectful humans who were not knee-deep in inscrutable clichés and weird role expectations.
(There was an episode with a gay guy as the chooser that did not give me this soothing feeling. Maybe it is because I am not gay, but (leaning towards) non-binary myself.)