my RoLo story, 1950s AU
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originalceenoteactually, the year is vague; I kind of straddled two decades for this story.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30815939/chapters/76070918
The "fantasy" aspect of this story isn't that the characters have powers (they don't), but that we are pretending that anti-miscegenation laws were magically ignored just because the characters were in love.
I don't know if I ever even posted this here (I probably did). This is my Ororo/Logan interracial romance story from the late fifties, early sixties. Opposites attract is the trope, and it's a pretty standard enemies to friends to lovers trope, too, where Logan and Ororo pretty much detest each other (or at least, she didn't like him) from middle school going forward, until Logan ends up needing help in three different subjects so he can keep playing ball. Ororo is nerdy and brilliant and SO DONE with his shit, until she isn't. Basically, that's it. I liked delving into this universe because I'm borrowing from my own parents' experiences as teens during that time period.
I never post here anymore, because it's like shouting down into a well. I'm still out here, I'm still on AO3, I'm still on Tumblr and Instagram, and I have a Bluesky account, now, too, because after waiting months for an access link, I can finally post there (to crickets).
I hope this new year is finding y'all in good health and safe circumstances. The world is a trash fire right now. I hope life is kind to you, and you have the time, space, and muse to enjoy fandom and putting your blorbos into situations as we always have.
Godspeed.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/30815939/chapters/76070918
The "fantasy" aspect of this story isn't that the characters have powers (they don't), but that we are pretending that anti-miscegenation laws were magically ignored just because the characters were in love.
I don't know if I ever even posted this here (I probably did). This is my Ororo/Logan interracial romance story from the late fifties, early sixties. Opposites attract is the trope, and it's a pretty standard enemies to friends to lovers trope, too, where Logan and Ororo pretty much detest each other (or at least, she didn't like him) from middle school going forward, until Logan ends up needing help in three different subjects so he can keep playing ball. Ororo is nerdy and brilliant and SO DONE with his shit, until she isn't. Basically, that's it. I liked delving into this universe because I'm borrowing from my own parents' experiences as teens during that time period.
I never post here anymore, because it's like shouting down into a well. I'm still out here, I'm still on AO3, I'm still on Tumblr and Instagram, and I have a Bluesky account, now, too, because after waiting months for an access link, I can finally post there (to crickets).
I hope this new year is finding y'all in good health and safe circumstances. The world is a trash fire right now. I hope life is kind to you, and you have the time, space, and muse to enjoy fandom and putting your blorbos into situations as we always have.
Godspeed.
