Reasons Why I Dislike FeministsCurrently, the hashtag “Women Against Feminism” has been trending on social media, and it has created quite the on-line feminist backlash. Feminists have been left scratching their heads, wondering why women of all people would have a problem with feminism. Why would women be against people who claim to be “advocating social, political, legal, and economic rights for women equal to those of men”?Reasons Why I Dislike Feminists3 months ago in Editorial More Like This
If I had a dollar for every feminist who rebutted the phrase “I don’t like feminism” with “what do you have against equal rights for women?”, my wealth would rival that of Steve Jobs!
No, feminists, we do not have a problem with women wanting equal rights to men. Our problem is not with what feminists claim to stand for. Our problem is not with their positions. Our problem is with their words and actions.
You see, feminists, I don’t judge people based upon what they claim to stand for. If that were the case, I would take the word of R
The Serpent's CurseThe Serpent's Curse4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Longfellow was a pirate who sailed the seven seas terrorizing all who
crossed his path. He was known a the serpent pirate because his jolly
roger was a blood red flag with a skeleton bring crushed by a great
sea serpent. However what no one knew about him was that he was a
Longfellow was born his farther ,who was also a sea fairing man, had
done something so terrible that no could speak of what it was
fearing that they would be cursed as well. Anyway Longfellow's father
had committed such a terrible crime that a witch cursed him saying
that if his wife was ever to give birth to a son on open water the
that boy would never be able to set foot on land. Also every night
when the moon was no longer in the sky he would turn into a sea
serpent and devour a hundred souls before the sunrise. the
consequence for breaking either of these rules was death. The only
way to break the curse was if a woman willingly gave him h
Sweet Strawberry ch. 5Sweet Strawberry ch. 53 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Sweet Strawberry ch. 5
"What?! Why not?"
"Because school is boring and it would take away my free time."
"Please just think about it."
" ok, I will think about it later. Now are you done with your work so we can go shopping or do you still have work to do?"
"I'm done. Anyway can you walk? It's been a few hours since you wake up."
"Yes, I can."
"Ok, then let's go shopping." Good thing he can walk. It would be kind of hard to carry him around the shops.
We went in many different shops. In game shops we bought many videogames. Then there were many shops that have a lot of nice clothes. Amaimon got angry with me, because I always told him to try some clothes I found. I couldn't help myself. I just wanted to see how cute he was in those clothes on. We went to shop for food too.
Somewhere between our shopping I slipped away and went to a cosplay-costume shop. There I bought a really nice maid costume, a school girl costume and a really nice ja
HollowYour lips move,Hollow4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that your empty eyes
would consume to the
My Grandfather's AxMy Grandfather's AxMy Grandfather's Ax3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Please note: this is a sequel to my previous fanfiction, The Smell of Cigarettes. Read that first, pretty please with a cherry on top? I worry that without that context, Medusa will seem extremely out-of-character.
Medusa closed her eyes against the light when the cell door opened and tried to guess why she was blessed with a visitor today. The empty ache in her stomach was not yet unbearable, so she probably wasn't going to be fed. Was it time again for her to be walked around the prison like a dog on a leash, a bizarre consideration that kept her muscles from atrophying completely? It seemed too soon since the last excursion for that.
Male, and not a voice she knew. Probably a guard, then. They didn't often speak to her.
"Is there someone else you expect to find in Medusa Gorgon's cell?" she asked, her tone impeccably polite.
The guard gave a grunt, and Medusa heard the sound of him kneeling near her
Red, Yellow, BlueArtists thrive in color,Red, Yellow, Blue3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Any color in the spectrum;
All the colors they need to paint their dreams
Artists illuminate a dark world
So many sad people;
So many broken people.
A brush and paint;
Pen and paper;
Lyrics and melodies
They all heal
The dark is driven out of every crevice
Art heals the broken.
Sometimes dark wins the battle
A brush is put down and left to rot
Paper goes unused and yellows
People forget how to sing
It's darkest before the light comes
First there's no hope
Then inspiration fills them.
They remember what they love most.
Love, like art, illuminates
And even the darkest hour ends
At that very moment.
Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Ultimate Marvel vs. Capcom 3 Moveset:
Species: Evil Spirit/Sword
Game Series: Soul Series
First Appearance: Soul Edge (1995)
Health: 1,050,000 HP Points
Voice Actor: Patrick Ryan
Power Ranking (Out of 7)
Energy Projection: 5
Fighting Ability: 7
Assist Alpha: Soul Edge Guillotine (Direct, Tilt Down)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Beta: Soul Edge Spear (Direct, Front)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
Assist Gamma: Soul Wave (Direct, Instant)
Assist HC: Soul Explosion
There was a time when a man named Siegfried Schtauffen took control of the Soul Edge, becoming powerless under the power of the blade. He eventually was able to retrieve his mentality and used the power of the holy blade Soul Calibur in order to save his body. He was separated from his Nightmare form and became the new wielder of Soul Calibur, while Inferno made a pact with Zasalmel, who made him a new body of his own. Thus Nightmare was born
Behind The NothingnessBehind The NothingnessBehind The Nothingness3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I used to play here everyday
Alone and with no light
Behind an ashen, big board
People calls as a piano
My fingers were dancing
With the old, cranky piano keys
And rhyming with all the chords and melodies I know
All the black and white
Became one amidst shadow
Behind the nothingness, I played wild
Raging and fighting against the false melodies
Sounded as I pressed the wrong parts of the song
This ears can never hear well
But my failures rang inside them
Behind the nothingness, my fingers kept playing
Without audience to sit before me
Without clapping hands to sound appreciation
Without a figure or even a shadow
Than the overwhelming darkness around me
Neither do I know
I closed my eyes or opened them
But I kept rounding with the same song
To finish what I had started
Behind the nothingness I have
Slipping AwaySpeak to me.Slipping Away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tell me a story. Whisper a poem.
Remind me of an appointment. Comment on the weather.
Speak to me when you don't know I can hear you.
Recite to me a soliloquy. Leave your scent on my pillows.
Dessine-moi un mouton. Appelez-moi votre petit chouchou.
Speak to me when you're anything but happy.
Spit venom at me when we've both done wrong. Solemnly report news I don't want to hear.
Wet my shoulder when you don't understand. Muse to me under the stars.
Speak to me when I need it the most.
Kiss words of encouragement on my disheartened cheek. Rub my back when my burdens are too heavy.
Hold me when they come to get me. Let me know that you're always there.
Speak to me.
Because I'm forgetting what you sound like.
The Girl with the Voice - RalofWe come from the land of the ice and snow,The Girl with the Voice - Ralof3 years ago in Drama More Like This
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
How soft your fields so green, can whisper tales of gore,
Of how we calmed the tides of war. We are your overlords.
"The Immigrant Song", Led Zeppelin (Page, Plant)
The morning was colder than it had been in recent days. Ralof wasn't convinced that the temperature had anything to do with the climate of Skyrim however; he was sure the camp's proximity to the fort at Broken Tower Redoubt had more to do with the chill up his spine. Those damn Forsworn crawled through the fort; their burning eyes scanning the horizon. Ralof and his men were forced to keep their cooking fires low to prevent unwanted attention. It also meant that they had to rely upon their furs and pelts for added warmth. And he wasn't sure if either was successful.
Low clouds at this elevation were at least helping to provide cover from both directions: preventing discovery from the fort to the south and the caravan that was
carnal luxuriaif your body is a temple,carnal luxuria2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I’ve spent hours
worshipping my own personal gods:
scorching you with
the idle fire in my palms,
another psalm I mean
Price of VengenceBloody hands...Price of Vengence3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bring me no solace
When I Was A BoyI was a boyWhen I Was A Boy7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When I was born
Right away I knew
Even though the doctor
Told my mother
Its a girl!
I knew he was wrong
I was a boy
When I was one
My mom could never get me
To wear pink clothes
Or dresses with frills
So she never tried that hard
I was a boy
When I was two
Proudly proclaiming to my mom
Im a boy today!
Everyday before preschool
Even though she tried to explain
That I could pretend to be a boy
But I wasnt
I was a boy
When I was three
Everyday at school
With my friends in the mudbox
Having mud fights
Not caring how much dirt I got in my hair
I was a boy
When I was four
Playing with my friends
Who were all boys too
Seeing how many raisins
I could shoot out of my nose
Or how much sand
Could fit in my overalls
I was a boy
When I was five
Still formidable in my pigtails
Still able to beat up any other boy
With a broken arm
Always on the boys team
During Cootie Tag
Wondering why the girls would never chase me
Your heart's a black holeYour heart is like a black hole,Your heart's a black hole5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Sucking everything in sight.
Everything is your own demise,
But still you ignore my plight.
I try to dig deeper into your heart and mind,
But I can't even see the light.
Your heart is just like a black hole,
Sucking everything in sight.
Down the rabbit hole I go, AliceTDown the rabbit hole I go, Alice2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Down, into the dark
With no one there to catch me
It doesn't matter to me, where I land
The hole seems to be grabbing ahold of me more often
Because I can't cope
There are too many little doors
And depression follows me around
Just like the Cheshire cat
e, for e
Secret AdmirerYour infinite glowSecret Admirer10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Illuminates the room
My heart skips a beat
I stop mid sentence
Just to catch my breath
You walk right past me
Like you do every day
Never acknowledging my existence
I'm in pure ecstasy as your hand brushes past mine
I want to grab on and never let go
But for now, I'll just admire from afar
The Last Drop of BloodThe Last Drop of Blood3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Last Drop of Blood
Written by michael.m
On Thursday, March 1st 2012 09:50 AM
So long we wait for this moment ;
Matters not how hard we hit and fail each another
About holding the arch in our hands
EndermanAs the young blond traced small details onto her map, she wiped a bit of sweat from her brow. For early fall, it sure was hot... Or perhaps that was just the heat of the furnace getting to her? Sighing, Fleet dropped her quill and stood up, dragging her hand through her short, fluffy hair. The day had been long, and the evidence of this was all over her body- Dirty clothes, a small smudge of coal dust on her left cheek... Not to mention the fact that her hands were stained with ink. But all the dirt, all of that dust had been worth it. It was always worth it. Sitting back down again, she didn't even notice the sun setting as she her mind floated in the lala land that most refer to as reverie. Nor did she notice the tall shadow striding towards her house, a diamond block in hand.Enderman3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
No, Fleet was far too lost in her thoughts to even realize that she'd left the door open. Too busy thinking about how she dove down into that cave everyday, and always hauled back such a huge load. Today was th
Didn't mean to scare you, oops(Requested by Dekler :3)Didn't mean to scare you, oops3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She opened her eyes, and saw that the Enderman had backed away slightly, and was now holding out a hand to help her up. The blond stared. What... Why on earth? In utter confusion, she grabbed it's hand and let out a yelp as it hoisted her to her feet with ease and held out the diamond block she'd abandoned when she'd run away. But why? Fleet tilted her head and took the block, looking into the Enderman's eyes. It stared back and seemed to quiver a little, but it could still move. Why? Just... Why?
The answer was because it liked those big bright blue eyes, and the shiny hair. The Enderman wondered whether or not the hair was soft. Fleet didn't understand why it was staring at her hair... Did it want to pet her or someth- Her question was answered as it raised it's hand to her head and ran it through her short hair. It sent a small shock through her, jolting her body. It was indeed soft, and the Enderman could detect a
Out To Seabury my body beneath the sandOut To Sea2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and let the ocean wash over me.
allow the waves to unearth my body,
and carry me out to sea.
with the ocean i will dance,
and at peace i shall always be.
hatredit's like a garden filled with little gnomes, tripping you into the mud. it's filled with worms that have teeth and find their way into the soles of your shoes, so you now have to tip toe your way around the flowers. except the flowers die every time you touch them. they fall apart and fly away with the biting cold wind. and you know when the wind feels good on your hot neck? well, this is not one of those times. instead, you are clammy and cold yet still sweating and the floor is heating up but you are still freezing; like someone pushed you into the little frog-infested pond and you only got out now. hatred is a garden filled with sadness and loathing and it smells wonderful for the hater and sickening to the hated.hatred5 years ago in Emotional More Like This
black holes and maps.i will pretendblack holes and maps.6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
i do not fall asleep
thinking of you
if you pretend
not to know.
i wish i knew
how to tell you
exactly how i feel about
you're a black hole
and you pull me in
and all i can do
is try not to lose myself
please do not confuse
for him with
we are not a
rollercoaster, so please
stop saying this relationship
[haven't you heard that
rollercoasters have ups
as well as
x marks the spot,
this is a map,
and if you follow it
you'll find my heart.
you don't really care
enough to look.]
Captive? Captivate?You hold my heart in your handsCaptive? Captivate?2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And I'm scared
Filled with cold uncertainty
Knowing that one day you could leave and take my heart with you
Let's face it; Everyone does it.
I feel like you're no longer in my back pocket
And I'm scared
To know that you're moving on in life
While I'll always be that shy, sad girl
I feel like there's nothing of me to hold you.
So, the question:
How to captivate you, without holding you captive?