sh4tterstar:

friday, i’m in love - a 90s x force fic, rictor/shatterstar, 4798 words

hi, i’m here on a mission to retcon the 90s to make them gayer and also spite rob liefeld in the process. i have no idea what part of 90s x force canon this takes place in but uh. it does. definitely pre-cable wanting to telepathically link everyone and post-rictor joining the team but other than that, it just takes place whenever.

featuring tabitha smith as the most conniving wingwoman ever, lila cheney as the most hardcore truth or dare player ever, a horribly awkward first kiss, and desperately trying to explain homophobia to yr weird interdimensional gladiator roommate at 2am.

But it’s Friday night and he’s not supposed to be worrying about his weird gladiator roommate so he stubbornly tries to focus on whatever’s on TV even harder than before. He’s almost talked himself into paying attention when Boom Boom starts shouting for him from the top of the stairs.

read it on ao3

sh4tterstar:

all this could be yours if the price is right - a 90s x force fic

“you’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you. and you feel like you’ve done something terrible, like robbed a liquor store, or swallowed pills, or shoveled yourself a grave in the dirt, and you’re tired. you’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.” – richard siken, crush

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aka what happens on the roadtrip to mexico. there’s a lot of feelings and serious conversations and also some fight scenes. title is from ‘game shows touch our lives’ by the mountain goats. new chapters go up on sundays (hopefully. if i’m responsible.) (i’m not gonna lie, i can’t stop fixating on 90s x force and at this point, it’s getting kinda ridiculous)

• Chapter 1: in which star gets sunburnt, eats some pancakes, and doesn’t murder anyone (3930 words)
• Chapter 2: in which star’s upset about being helped and rictor wallows. like. a lot (3904 words)
• Chapter 3: in which communicating is really hard and everyone has issues (3981 words)

steamtables:

presidentgay:

people always talk about the extreme no homo mentality in guys sports teams but don’t talk about the severe lesphobia in girls sports teams. growing up playing team sports really fucked me up as a kid. straight girls i’ve played with were always scared of being perceived as gay for being athletic and because of the stereotypes of lesbians in certain sports. this was universal in the 3 sports i played: volleyball, softball, and basketball. 

there were always strict unwritten rules about how you presented yourself while playing. for instance the ribbon in the hair for softball and a bow in your ponytail for volleyball. if you didn’t prove your femininity while playing you were a lesbian. there was so much effort in not being seen as a lesbian and proving that you /weren’t/ a lesbian was really important. 

girls would always talk shit about girls with short hair on opposing teams. “we’re playing the team with the d*ke” was something i heard often as a kid. something i still heard in high school. being a lesbian in girls sports teams is predominantly what made me feel trapped in the closet in high school. I only felt comfortable coming out after i quit sports altogether

so if we could stop acting like straight girls have less of a stake in homophobia that’d be great 

!!!!

dailytessa:

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anthracinus:

A long time ago, in the underground realm, where there are no lies or pain, there lived a Princess who dreamed of the human world. She dreamed of blue skies, soft breeze, and sunshine. One day, eluding her keepers, the Princess escaped. Once outside, the brightness blinded her and erased every trace of the past from her memory. She forgot who she was and where she came from. Her body suffered cold, sickness, and pain. Eventually, she died. However, her father, the King, always knew that the Princess’ soul would return, perhaps in another body, in another place, at another time. And he would wait for her, until he drew his last breath, until the world stopped turning…

elliebeanz:

coming of age checklist:

✔️get gay and/or trans

✔️ realize the “shitty” music you listened to as a preteen is good, actually

✔️unlearn gov propaganda

✔️ think a lot bout starting an lgbt subsistence based commune with friends