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 Feminists1 year 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
Cicero's SilenceThe silence was maddening.Cicero's Silence2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
I can remember curling up into a tight ball, my knees to my chest with my forehead up against them, my hands covering my ears in a desperate attempt to keep the silence out. The silence pressed in on me from all sides, like a giant hand keeping me locked in it's grasp.
Pontius and Garnag wouldn't speak to me. They just left me alone, in the room with the Night Mother. They are not the Keeper, so they felt unworthy to go near our unholy matron. They only came near me to give me food. But not to talk. Never to talk. I was alone. No one to talk to.
After a while, I grew so desperate to hear a voice, any voice, that I began to speak to myself, and Mother's remains. I would scream, sing, cry, and talk, to ward off the silence, because my dagger was useless in this battle. Only my voice could fight. It wasn't long after that, that I began to talk in third person, just to hear someone, anyone, say my name. I prayed to Mother that someone would come soon, to help me
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
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
Skyrim: The Dragon's Bane C08The Dragon’s BaneSkyrim: The Dragon's Bane C083 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter Eight – To Ride in Snow
The chill air plumed from her mouth as the horse cantered along the river’s shoreline. Spotting the ford to cross, Mira grinned, shot a look over to the other rider whose fair hair was flowing loose from any bonds, matching her steed’s pace easily. Kicking her heels into the horse’s ribs, Mira laughed as the horse bounded across the shallow water toward the snowy plains on the other side. The horse wickered at the sudden freedom of running. Mira could hear a yell coming from Ulfric as he urged his horse to chase after her.
They ran wildly over the snowy plain sparkling pristinely in the pale sunshine, enjoying the bit of freedom from war, politics, and the troubles of the land. It was if they were transported back twenty years when they were young and doing the same chase. Mira swerved her horse, to which Ulric laid a parallel run to Mira. Slapping the reins, Ulfric le
When I Was A BoyI was a boyWhen I Was A Boy8 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
how to make me love you.tell me white lies-how to make me love you.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
allow me to trace the labyrinth
of your veins with my fingertips
and imagine your blood
is truly liquid
when we kiss, let me be
the first to pull away-
let me imagine that
if you had the time
you'd want to spend
the rest of your life
with your lips
if i cry, do not hold me-
let me get through my tears
on my own, so i can pretend
i do not need you to wipe them
away for me to survive;
i promise you i will always
come for you after i'm done,
like a child aching to be
should i grow up too fast
remind me of my dreams-
read me stories about Peter Pan,
and let me pretend that
we are the lost children.
let me soak my feet in
imagination, and come with me
to Never Never Land.
and when i tell you i hate you,
which with my temper, i know i
shall one day-
whisper to me gently,
"no you don't, love. you hate
spiders and ants
and sleeping on the left
side of the bed,
but you do not hate me."
because i could not hate you,
not for a year, or
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
Slipping AwaySpeak to me.Slipping Away3 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.
HollowYour lips move,Hollow5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
that your empty eyes
would consume to the
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
Nightmare UMVC3 MovesetNightmare UMVC3 Moveset4 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
imperfect architecturedelicate templeimperfect architecture2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
your heart is a chandelier
your brain's a traitor
Death By CigaretteDay after dayDeath By Cigarette4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Puff after puff
Once you begin
You can't get enough
Your lungs become weary
Your wallet becomes dry
And yet you keep smoking
Not caring if you die
If you've yet to begin
Please, don't start
Because the lung cancer you get
Will break your family's heart
Price of VengenceBloody hands...Price of Vengence4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Bring me no solace
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.
Red, Yellow, BlueArtists thrive in color,Red, Yellow, Blue4 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.
Eternal Life [Remix]Eternal Life [Remix]:Eternal Life [Remix]3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
We are creatures of mortality
Born to live and die.
Yet there are those amongst us
Who resent the last goodbye.
They see it as an end to things;
The call of colder waves.
They have a fear of being trapped;
Locked away in graves.
But deep beneath the buried earth
No one hears you scream.
Pound and smash against the coffin;
End this horrid dream!
Kiss the flower of the reaper
Bear his blissful touch...
Soon you will be wisked away
Warm within his clutch!
But now you know the dreaded fear
Of why we cannot die.
We hear the reaper calling us
That we cannot lie.
In both our dreams and waking nights;
We see the blackest fate.
His cackles fill our bitter days
And they will not abate.
That is why we drink this now
Poison good or ill.
Either we will live forever
Or die against his will.
"I will not be death's puppet..."
-Chen Yuan Wen ft. IrrenderNarr42, 23rd March 2012
(SNK Cafe!AU) CAUTION (Annie x Reader)Annie was busy at work in the corner café. The sweet smell of pastries and the bitter rich scent of roasting coffee was something that was starting to sicken her. After a while it starts to get really tiring. Outside of work she couldn’t stand walking into a bakery, ice creamery, nor another coffee house for over 5 minutes. Recently she was badly craving a savory meal. Of course the café had sandwiches but it couldn’t replace the actual flavor of ground meat.(SNK Cafe!AU) CAUTION (Annie x Reader)1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
“…Hewhomustnotbenamed, your coffee is ready.” She called out, the novelty of customers coming up with fun order names lost its humor. Actually it was never really there to begin with, to her at least. Connie thought it was hilarious. The twit. Annie handed off the coffee to the customer and returned to coffee press to clean. Taking a quick glance at the watch on her wrist she then looked at the door to see if (Name) was going to come in.
(Name) was a relatively new employee, good with c
Chubby!Reader x Dave strider: Unreadable 7Chapter 7Chubby!Reader x Dave strider: Unreadable 71 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Disclaimer: There are only a couple cuss words in here (Like 3 or 4). That is not enough for me to think it should be restricted, so I didn't put a restriction on this chapter. This is your warning, if you don't think you are mature enough to deal with 3 or 4 cuss words, then you may leave. Sorry.
I walk as normal as I can, but with my bruises and aches, it makes it hard not to limp, but I try. Dave is walking right next to me and I am honestly just trying to look weak or pathetic in front of him, but I can’t walk as fast as a normal person right now.
Honestly I feel stupid, because I can feel Dave readjust his speed to match my slow pace and I just feel like I am completely out of my comfort zone. I mean wallflowers like me don’t hang or even associate with cooler people. That is why we are considered wallflowers; we blend in so we don’t get noticed. But for some r
Good-luck Charm: Singer!Male Reader X AobaGood-luck Charm: Singer!Male Reader X Aoba3 months ago in General Fiction More Like This
____ cried silently in his dressing room. He had just found out that his boyfriend had been cheating on him.
Things had been going good he thought, but turns out that he had been wrong.
And now he had to preform tonight, AND he was sure that HE would be there. Probably smugly looking at him while out with his friends.
____ couldn't face him, he couldn't face Noiz.
"C-come in" ___ said drying his eyes. "Hey ___" The bluenette boy said with a smile. "Hey Aoba. Did you need something?" "Not a first, but you can tell me why you were crying?" Aoba said putting his hands on his hips.
"It's nothing, just Noiz and I broke up." "What? Why?" "He was cheating on me, and now I'm not sure if I can face him out there."
"First of all yes you can, and second of all, Noiz is an idiot if he broke up with you. Your amazing ____"
"Thanks Aoba." ___ sighed. "Well here we go." ____ began to make his way up to the stage.
"Break a leg" Aoba told him, and kissed him. ____ smiled and went up on stage.
So Mean! [Ryouta Kise x reader]So Mean! [Ryouta Kise x reader]3 months ago in Humor More Like This
With some of his golden blond bangs pinned back, his lower lip jutted forward, and his white animal hoodie, you couldn't resist the urge of pinching his cheeks. Your hands squeezes his cheeks and you shake your head from side to side, "Awwwww!! You're so adorable Ryouta~! THE CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!"
Innocent tears streaming from his closed eyes, Kise complains, "You're so mean to me (Name)cchi!... Why are you doing this to meeeeeee?"
"You wanted to show me how you would look like before the commercial shoot. It's funny how you didn't know it was a commercial for a stuffed animal until the last minute!" Then you continue to pinch his cheeks, moving his head from side to side. This is why you adore your boyfriend's personality since he won't kick you for gushing over his adorableness. You reach for your phone in your pocket and bring out the camera app, "Say 'cheese' Ryouta~!"
"NO!" Escaping your grasp, Kise turns away and covers his face, "D-don't show this to Kurokocchi a