AbortionAbortion5 years ago in Editorial More Like This
Abortion; such a word that when it is even said in mixed company can provoke such revolting responses, such a simple yet complex word and act that calls into question the very meaning of a person. A word that just the mentioning of it calls into questions the very make up of a society, provokes debate on religion, upbringing, faith, beliefs, gender, politics, background, economics, and every other variable within a society that one may hold dear to themselves, or others.
Such a word that shall be discussed and dissected in this piece of writing, I am going to discuss my views on abortion, woman's rights, why I am pro-choice, my views on strict pro-lifers, as well as some statistical data and other things that I find are key links between abortion and faith.
First and foremost abortion, for many people, this issue comes not at the correlation between morality in relation to abortion, but rather at what point does life begin. For the pro-lifers they believe that at the point of conceptio
Outnumbered Marth X Reader Part 2Outnumbered Marth X Reader Part 22 years ago in Romance More Like This
Not yet ready to take on the large mass of people in the royal dining room, you stealthily poked your head in the doorway and gawked at what you saw. In your amazement, you didn't realize you'd begun voicing your thoughts aloud. “Is it normal for so many people to show up for a simple dinner party? I don't think I've ever seen so many important people all stuffed together in one place before.”
Marth appeared behind you and placed his hand on your shoulder, startling you slightly as he did so. “No, you're quite right. This is a bit more over the top than usual.” He stepped out from behind you and readied to greet his guests. “Today is however, a very special day as you'll soon find out.” After smiling an almost mischievous smile at you, he walked into dining room and quickly began to socialize with the group.
Your entire body became stiff and unwilling to move at his words. Though you were desperate to know what he was
Sweet Tooth MarshallGumballSweet Tooth MarshallGumball3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
It was Tuesday night in the land of Ooo and there was another party happening in the Candy Kingdom, held by Prince Gumball himself. Every resident in the Candy Kingdom was there, along with other associates to the Prince, including Lumpy Space Prince. Of course, Fionna and Cake were there as well and they were having a lively conversation as to what was happening in Ooo and what adventures the girl and cat went on as of late.
As the party kept on, a late guest arrived at the door and Gumball's loyal servant, Peppermint Maid, let him in. It was Marshall Lee the Vampire King. Marshall Lee and the Prince have had a rough relationship over the years, but ever since the vampire became friends with Fionna and Cake, the two slowly have been getting along again, especially after the incident with the Door Master.
Shortly after entering the castle, Marshall Lee flew up to the chatting Prince and human girl. "Hey, what's up?" he greeted unexpectedly.
"Oh, you finally made it Marshall," Prince Gu
Seth and Serina Go On TourSeth and Serina Go On TourSeth and Serina Go On Tour2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
I met you in the suicide ward.
In a group therapy session they claimed would make us feel less alone, you sat across from me with your dark tussled hair and sunken eyes. You were wearing a stained denim jacket with patched elbows and torn sleeves. The group leader told each of us to go in a circle and exchange compliments with someone else to get the ball rolling. When the circle got to me, I told you your jacket made you look homeless and you told me my haircut made me look like an ugly dyke. We were both asked to leave. When we parted at the door, I told you to go fuck yourself and you told me to go to Hell.
I didn’t feel alone anymore.
In the night, I could hear you play guitar through the paper-thin hospital walls. And even though I had thick bandages around my wrists, and my fingers were cold and sore, I picked up my ukulele and harmonized to your melody. We played on and on into the night, together and apart, until the nurses asked us
Plushies▲: H3Y >:]Plushies3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
▼: OH HEY TEREZI
▲: H3Y K4RKL3S~
▲: WH4Y YOU UP TO
▼: JUST BEING BORED TO DEATH AND LONELY
▲: H3Y COM3 TO MY H1V3 1 KNOW WH4T TO M4K3 TH1S D4Y B3TT3R
▲: 4ND NOT LON3LY >
▼: WHAT THE FLYING FUCK DO YOU MEAN BY THAT TEREZI?
▲: JUST COM3 OK4Y >:]
▼: ALRIGHT..I'LL BE THERE I WILL COME THROUGH THE TELEPORT
▼: -sighs and walks toward the teleport to your hive and continues my way to the hive. Knocks rather loudly-
▲: *opens door* H3Y TH3R3 >:]
▲: COM3 1N
▼: HEY .. -steps inside and glares around-
▲: L3T'S W4TCH 4 ROMCOM *gives a quiet innocent smile*
▲: *hands him some popcorn* H3R3 T4K3 1T
▼: -glances at you and nods before directing myself to the couch and slumping down- WHATEVER YOU WANT I GUESS
▼: -grabs it and eats piece by piece- THANKS TEREZI
▲: NO, "TH4NK YOU" FOR 3V3N COM1NG *switches on tv and sits down besides karkles*
▼: -looks at you
Nepeta's Secret Room - CreepypastaJournal Entry, September 2ndNepeta's Secret Room - Creepypasta2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Hey. Going on Omegle today! My interests are gonna be.. Homestuck, Reading,
Jacksfilms, and Pewdiepie. Just in case any stalker comes and kills me after meeting me!
Ha.. Just kidding. Byeee.
Uh.. Hey. Krista here again. Something weird just happened. And I mean.. Weird. I could
not find anyone who had my same interests. Eventually I got someone who had an intrest they
shared with me.. I thought. But it was something that was not even in my interests. It was a long
... thing. It had a bunch of stuff that looked like.. The Italy flipping a table thing.. Sparkles.. keys..
random letters and numbers. She immediatly said hi. and then.. it started getting weird. She was
talking about.. climbing on things.. and getting high on catnip.. and her being my friend. She said
that this was her secret room. She called herself... Nepeta. And she kept calling me Karkat. I
kept saying that I was not Karkat. But no matter what.. Karkat. She kept calling me Karkat. Event
SCARECROW- MCR Song AnalysisThis may be the saddest song on Danger Days. Not because this was the unit of BL/ind Industries in which the lives of the Killjoys were heartlessly taken, but because of its outer shell of joy, yet subtlety sickening undertones. Right off the bat, scarecrow is a symbol of falsehood, for they are most commonly used to ward off crows from farms, the crows being scared by their humanesque qualities.SCARECROW- MCR Song Analysis4 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
At first glance, the chorus may sound sunny with a tint of nostalgia because of the melody and the childish kind of innocence it brings, but take a closer look at the lyrics and realize they just what they are saying:
"Move your body when the sunlight dies. Everybody hide your body from the scarecrow. Everybody hide."
It seems reminiscent of "Ring Around the Rosy", a children's song infact based around the horror they witnessed from the Black Plague. Just looking now, "Black Plague" looks like "Black Parade", where they actually alluded to
Forbidden loveThere once was a kingdomForbidden love1 year ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Ruled by a king
And this king was adored
Whatever he did
He was king
He was noble
Even if he got angry, the townspeople said
But there was a man that this king loved
A man of no power
Of truth and pain
A man who was noble but to no reign
The king was convinced to make this man his
So he rode off in his horse
To return with a blessing
But once he received this blessing it was too late
When the king rode upon the kingdom
And entered so proud
What he found
Was there was no longer a man left to love
3 Weeks Party - Part 2It was closing time for Sugar Cube Corner. Mrs. Cake was changing the sign on the door to 'closed' while her husband was finishing cleaning the last of the tables. "I'll go let Pinkamena know, dear" Mrs. Cake told her love as she went upstairs to Pinkie's room. They didn't have a foal of their own, and looked after Pinkie Pie as her parent figures. When she first appeared in Ponyville years ago, Pinkie was only a small pink filly and her mane was strait from sadness and the rain. The couple soon found out she had no family nearby, if any, and feeling sorry for her they decided to adopt her, at least until her parents could be found. She was such a sad pony back then.3 Weeks Party - Part 24 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"AH! No you didn't see anything we weren't doing that your imagining it there's nothing going on!" Pinkie yelled as her door swung open. The pink pony was holding the plush of Rainbow Dash which she quickly swung from her mouth to behind her back.
Mrs. Cake was sure of one thing, Pinkie had gotten happier since the early d
Fillystata 1: AntecedentNote: This is an old version of the story. Read the updated version on FiMFiction.netFillystata 1: Antecedent4 years ago in Horror More Like This
"The Great and Powerful Trixie presents, live at the main stage of the Royal Pony Theater of Canterlot: The Fillystata - a magical puppet show! One time only! Come one, come all, and witness the story of the century!"
Ponies from all over Equestria trickle into the grand hall of the old, prestigious theater. A veritable buzzing of eager voices sends trembling echoes through the room as everypony settles in front of the large stage. As the lights dim, all voice fades to silence. Anticipation rises until finally the curtains part, and a lone unicorn in a purple cape and pointy hat steps out upon the floor in front of the audience. Bathed in a pale blue glow, like a star in the dark, she speaks.
"Good ponyfolk of Equestria, mares and stallions, fillies and gentlecolts. Tonight you will be witness to a story un
Bruce Banner x Reader - The Talk“The Talk”Bruce Banner x Reader - The Talk2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Bruce Banner x Reader
The class bell rang signifying the end of the class and almost immediately, the students came pouring out of the classroom. You were patiently waiting for your son, Liam, to come out of the class. Liam was eight years old and was almost a physical replica of your husband Bruce but had inherited your eyes.
Somehow, Liam managed to spot you amongst the sea of kids and happily made his way over to you, “Hi mum!” He said happily as you knelt down to give him a hug which he eagerly returned,
“How was your day?”
“Great!” Liam exclaimed, pulling back from the hug and putting his backpack on the ground so you could check that everything was in there before you left school; “We learnt about the Solar System today.”
“Is that so?” You asked, zipping up his bag. “Do you have a favourite planet?”
Liam thought about it for a moment then nodded, “Yep. My f
ShowmareshipAmong the many busy streets and alleyways of Manehattan there is one that stands out, the golden carrot that dangles before any performer's eyes. All shows, be they Vaudeville, musical, play or mere magic acts, crave to be upon this street, for it is a sign that they are the best of the best, reaching the pinnacle of showmareship. That street is Bridleway. Lined in bright lights and paved with gold, everypony wishes to someday have their name grace a marquee on famous Bridleway. It was the source of everything Equestria could need: Art, culture, class, entertainment, and stardom.Showmareship3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Even now, within a small drinks theater barely edging Manehattan's theater district, one worthy star was on stage practicing her craft. Pyrotechnics punctuated her every move in a blaze of smoke, a fanfare of trumpets, and a multicolored array that held the audience in awe. With the merest flick of her horn, hidden beneath her violet star-studded wizard's hat, birds flew free, flowers appeared from nowhere, tr
A Sprinkle of StarstuffWhen I was a child, I often sat alone in my front yard. I was a lonely kid, really, and we had these beautiful forests around my house. I loved to sit outside and watch nature happen. I watched birds and lizards and snakes and rabbits, all going about their lives. When I was young, I used to think how small they were. What’s the purpose of a rabbit? Why is it there? What does it know? Nothing, right? It’s just a rabbit.A Sprinkle of Starstuff1 year ago in Emotional More Like This
My father came out to sit with me, carrying a box. He said, “Gabby, I want you to see what I see in the world around us. I want you to look around and feel that we belong here, that we all have purpose.” He opened the box and pulled out a brand-new telescope. We spent most of the night stargazing. He showed me the rainbow of colors that are Venus. He showed me the rusty red hue of Mars. Then he turned the telescope northward, and pointed out what looked like an especially bright star. “Do you know what that is?” I told him it was a st
Entwined || Attack on Titan - jeanmarcoWord Count: 1296 wordsEntwined || Attack on Titan - jeanmarco1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Notes: So I started writing this because I was in bad mood and wanted to cheer myself up by writing some silly fluff, and since jeanmarco is my most recent otp this happened! As I continued writing I kept getting ideas so the little drabble turned into a oneshot.
This is my first SnK fic so I hope I didn’t get anyone too out of character. Enjoy!
Warning! Lot’s of snuggles and fluff!
The constant shuffling of sheets woke Marco from his deep slumber. He groaned as he slowly opened his eyes, and looked over to the source of the noise. Though it was dark, he could make out the shape of Jean, tossing and turning over and over as if he couldn't find a comfortable position.
''Jean?'' He mumbled, rubbing his right eye as he yawned. ''Are you okay?''
The other male froze and lifted his gaze to meet Marco's. He frowned for a moment, hesitating, before quickly apologizing. ''Yeah, I'm fine. Did I wake you up?'' He whispered, not wanting to interrupt anybody else
My Waiter Is My.... [England x Reader]My Waiter Is My...My Waiter Is My.... [England x Reader]2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
England x Reader
Running your finger around the rim of the glass, smiling for no reason you raised your hand into the air. Waiving it around, uncaring that you hit a few people walking behind you, turning to them laughing at their angry faces in a drunken stupor.
Walking towards you, the expression of a short blond haired English man with piercing green eyes looked down at your empty glass, shaking his head he looked at you with minor disgust. "Haven't you had enough yet (y_n)?" leaning back in your chair, stretching your arms you looked back at the English man a smile on your face as you said.
"Nope~ now pour me another glass Arthur…that is why you're here right? I mean why else would you be here?" Leaning forward, placing your chin on your balled up hands looking up at Arthur while the man stood there biting his lip, grabbing your wrist pulling you up from your chair.
Pulling you towards the door he looked back at you as he sai
Teamwork is Magic Chapter 4Leave it to Rarity to find a place for fashion in a war zone. The elegant unicorn couldn't let her friends just waltz onto the battlefield without looking the parts they played. While the weapons were being modified, she took it upon herself to modify some spare clothes to create uniforms that matched the classes. Everyone matched with some differences necessary due to differing biologies, but she was proudest of her work with Pinkie, turning Ponyville's Premier Party Pony into a spitting image of the Russian Mercenary.Teamwork is Magic Chapter 44 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Which is why Rarity was flustered when Pinkie respawned wearing a black, badly kept hairpiece
"Where in Equestria did you get that garish thing?"
"Dunno. Things just keep appearing on my head when I get back here"
"Things?" She asked incredulously. Pinkie pointed across the room to the cubby where Pinkie was keeping a large pile of hats. Rarity stood, mouth agape at the pile. The heavy let out a hearty laugh
"Horosho! Tiny Pink has discovered hats!"
My First Party - Chapter 1MY FIRST PARTYMy First Party - Chapter 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Chapter 1: Memories
MLP:FiM Fan Fiction
By: Scy Storm
AUTHOR'S NOTES: So I thought a lot of this up at work, and also in some brainstorming sessions with a brony friend of mine. I decided to write a bit of a tragic backstory for Pinkie, and turn it into a journey to reconnect her with her family that we only briefly saw in the show. Also an excuse to write some Pinkie/Dash shipping. Let's see how it goes. One last note: This was conceived with Season 1 in mind, so apologies in advance if Season 2 completely wipes out the canon in the future.
"Dash! You awake? Get out here, girl!"
Two eager pegasi hopped up and down on a cloud, floating directly in front of Rainbow Dash's home. A few moments passed before the head of the rainbow pegasus popped out of one of her windows. She glanced downward at the commotion, spotting Lightning Bolt and Raindrops staring upward at her excitedly. Dash flashed them a look of annoyance. "Can't a girl get a morn
The Life And Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.2)The Life And Times Of Karkat Fucking Vantas (CH.2)3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
THE LIFE AND TIMES OF KARKAT FUCKING VANTAS
A homestuck a.u.
(homestuck is owned by andrew hussie)
Pushing through the throngs of students crowding around the door, you lead Terezi to the main hallway and out back to the courtyard. She sticks to your side and even grabs onto your forearm for support as other students pass by quickly.
"Why'd you choose History as your preferred elective?" You ask. See, in your school when summer school comes along, instead of just focusing on the subject you failed in, they actually have other periods, like a regular school day.
You have PE, because that's a damn requirement in this hell of a state, and Free Research so you'd have time to study and read in the library and then you have one subject you loved/excelled in.
They made it like that so summer school could appear 'bearable'. Which is ridiculous because any form of school is stupid as fuck
Karkat: WaitShe clings to you, sobbing. You put an arm around her because it's the right thing to do. You kind of wish someone could do the same for you, but they can't. They're all dead, except for you two. It's a wonder you're not crying either.Karkat: Wait4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
You're the leader, dammit. One of you has to be strong. She can't.
You don't even understand how things went so wrong. You guess your leadership wasn't enough, but at least Aradia got out. She always does. You hope that the alpha versions of yourselves fare better, because honestly you'd be ashamed to find yourself in this position in any other timeline, with her leaving green stains on your shirt and you trying your damndest not to leave red stains on the top of her hat.
She sniffles weakly a couple times and the flow of tears starts to slow as she realizes that they won't bring any of them back. It's just the two of you now, and you have to sup
Tony starkxAdopted!reader: Happy family year OneHope you enjoy my first tonyxreaderTony starkxAdopted!reader: Happy family year One2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"You can't have kids, Ms. Potts," The doctor said. "I'm terribly sorry." I sat there with my wife, Pepper, hugging her and comforting her. She was looking forward to having kids and I, actually, was also looking forward to it too. I was looking forward to having a helping hand in the lab, Picking them up to comfort them when they have a scary dream. And hear them giggle and smile when something funny happens.
The paparazzi was flashing pictures of Pepper and I. At times like this, I wish they would shut the fuck up.
We drove back to my mansion. We sat there in the car, in the drive way, Dead silence filled in the air. Pepper started tearing up. I broke the silence.
"Don't worry, Pep," I said, trying not to start crying. Crying isn't for real men like me. "W-we c-can A-adopt," I hugged her, Started sniffling, and tears filled in my eyes.
"R-R-Really?" Pepper looked up. "Are you sure? Are you ready for this?"
I kissed her.Hell yeah
Loki x Reader - The TalkLoki x ReaderLoki x Reader - The Talk1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
AN: In my story Hades broke the Oath.
You smiled at your three year old daughter, Eira, as she created a pure ball of green energy and watched it fly around the room. You had begun to clap when a wolf padded its way into the room and watched the ball fly with wide eyes before transforming into your husband, Loki. Eira yawned, tired from creating the ball of magic and almost immediately, Loki picked her up and carried her to her room with you not far behind.
On the way to her room, Eira fell asleep and Loki gently tucked her into bed before turning to you and pulling you into a hug, your chin settling on his shoulder. “Do you remember how we met, love?”
Pulling back you whispered “I can never forget Loki.”
With a whoosh you appeared from the shadows that lead into the Underworld and into Camp Half-Blood. Quietly making your way over to your cabin, so you didn’t alert the harpies