Heteronormativity Stories

What they don't know when they ask me how I could possibly love a woman

A series of essays which may or may not be continued. 1- A short literature review on the effects of heteronormativity. I'm not sure that my use of the word "queer" as an umbrella term here is entirely acceptable. Feel free to suggest an alternative. 2- A research paper studying hegemonic, or toxic, masculinity. It's kind of sadly evident that I stayed up until three in the morning to finish this.

this is a story about my imaginary boyfriend

This is all about informing everyone of what asexuality is and the spectrum of it. I will explain all of the different types of asexuality along with narratives of some of them on how SOME people with this sexuality feel. No two people are alike though so when I explain something it is not always black and white. I will try to keep things general but just remember if you are using thus to identify what sexuality you might have look at other sources too. If you have additional questions or would like me to explain any other kind of sexuality or gender issue with you just message me I will happily discuss them.

This fic is basically Mike and Will stuck in that insanely hot, slow, quiet summer where everything is happening at the same time. They just moved into an apartment so they're around each other 24/7. There are a lot of lingering touches, sharing beds a little too comfortably, staring a little too long, and both of them lowkey noticing but pretending they're not. Mike is having a full internal crisis because he's realizing these feelings didn't just appear they've always been there and now he can't ignore them anymore. meanwhile will? He already went through it. He's been there. He's just sitting in it. So it's a LOT of accidental touching that is NOT accidental. Almost moments, quiet tension in like every room ever. The party is there, but they're also third wheeling their emotional spiral. and it's all very soft and achy and intimate and like summer air, open windows, late nights, skin-on-skin for a second too long type energy. Basically, two best friends realizing they're in love in the slowest, most painful, most tender way possible, and neither of them knows what to do about it except stay close anyway. To sum it up, basically call me by your name vibes, but make it byler

Two childhood Nella and Anastasia friends become a couple. First it seems like good perfect relationship but soon in becomes a disaster.

Suna comes to terms with who he is and who he wants to be.

Gayle, 60, woman who writes in her journal to reminisce her first love and her past She remembers the time with her Aunt Margaret in a small town in rural South Carolina in the 1950s. Gayle always knew she was different than her peers and it wasn't until meeting the girl behind her aunt's garden, Dorothy,18 female, when Gayle finally realize what was so different about her. Unfortunately, because of the time period and the strict compulsory heterosexuality forced on women, Dorothy is forced to leave and marry a man. This is a short story meant for a creative project for a final in a level 200 college course I might add to it, might not depending on the views. *All images are stock photos, do not own any of them! *