Grace and the monsterA little girl called Grace sees a castle in the distance of a forest. Longing to see the castle and its kings and queens, knights and princess' she runs into the forest.More Like This
After a short time of running she gets tired and doesn't notice the branch that trips her into a muddy puddle.
Urghs! Shes groans sitting up in the muddy puddle and trying to wipe the sludge from her eyes with her equally sludge ridden hands only making things worse. What am I to do now! She asks standing up from the puddle. I doubt theres any baths out here.
Suddenly the puddle begins to move the sludge on Grace' clothes following the puddle in a crazed rush as it all began to lift up and form the shape of a boy.
ROAR! shouted the muddy boy unrealistically like a monster.
Grace giggled and then began laughing as the boy tried his Monster roaring again.
Why are you not scared! shouted the boy angrily.
Well your just a little mud monster not a big mud monster. What are you going to do make my clothes muddy again?
Feminism and stuffFirst off, please read the definitions of feminism and humanism before someone makes the dumb remark of "I'm a humanist fuck feminists." Being an atheist has not much to do with gender equality.More Like This
1. the advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes.
1. a rationalist outlook or system of thought attaching prime importance to human rather than divine or supernatural matters.
So yup, as anybody who knows me already knows, I'm a feminist. I believe in equal rights for all and a better society where men and woman don't get away with their sexist bullshit. I believe women should have equal pay to men, that men should get equal custody of children and the armed forces should let women hold more positions. I do not shy away from the word or feel guilty as some strange individuals believe I should nowadays. I am in no way shape or form
Contest time 1 days left!Edit: 20th December - If you want in now is the time to link your entries I only have 2 so far!More Like This
I'm doing a contest to celebrate the release of the book Red solstice, that I did not write but I did do the illustration for on kindle.
In order to spread about some of my high spirits I figured I'd
forcegive away some free copies of the book and some other awesome prizes but there's a catch. You gotta participate and stuff which is kinda lamefun.
(the best bit)
- A kindle copy of
Marvel: The road from asgard 4Not wanting to let anybody down, jointly she had a reputation to hold up, Karian Motter, spent the next few minutes in a flailing tangle whilst two guards held her a foot above ground by her armpits. Kicking the armoured men did little to affect any change but at least it was making her feel better, as she repeatedly called them names ranging in severity, whilst nobody paid her any mind. Well, nobody but her grandfather as he followed behind the procession of kings men hooding his eyes with one hand and hugging his torso with the other thoroughly embarrassed by the unladylike nature of his daughter's offspring.More Like This
As they continued into the dinning hall, a great cheer rang out among the many guests and staff at the arrival of the bride at long last; not that they had not been enjoying themselves all immensely on the three day old wedding food and alcohol on offer. It was then that music started playing and, an intensely pissed off mess of a woman, was dropped back to ground level by her u
Marvel: The road from asgard 2What a bunch of silly old men, falling for such simple tricks as if they had not grown up around Loki and all his antics. Then again, Loki, did get away with an awful lot of mischief at all times and none seemed capable of catching on and stopping it once in a while. Well then, in that case, no wonder pointing at an imaginary monster and turning invisible had worked so well on a bunch of slow to learn asgardians. Poor granddad though, he was so not looking himself the last few days, no doubt getting lectures from Odin or something. Still, it could not be helped, she had places to go, people not to marry; especially that last one.More Like This
As wonderful and all that as Balder was, well, they were not what she would consider 'back together' back together. It was more like they were having amazing make-up sex before they had actually gotten around to the making up bit. Okay, that maybe needed to finally get addressed soon, like, tonight or tomorrow when he was less sulky about waiting all day for h
Marvel: The road from Asgard 1White sheets, smooth under her fingertips, a plump pillow dented by the side of her face, a wandering hand sliding over the edge of the bed in search of cool air. It was still dark in the room but the telltale signs of yet another repetitive solar event on course shifting the ink coloured sky outside into a navy twinkled with stars. She was too warm, her mind burning up with sleepy dream picked thoughts as her toes curled and stretched under blankets much like a waking cat.More Like This
With a rustle of bedding, Karian Motter, rolled onto her back away from the window and angled her neck to get a better look across to the silhouette that lay besides her. Air was sucked in, then released slowly through her nose as she carefully lifted away the blanket in a bid for freedom; her legs tossed out first, finding purchase of the ground below with a relieving coolness. It really was much to hot here, in this bed, besides him. Her bare feet were like well trained guide dogs, carrying swaying weight across t
Marvel: Asgard 66 FinaleMore Like This
If she were not already in a skittish state after watching a man being thrown to his death right in front of her the explosion of sound to her left had certainly decided to finish the job. Kari screamed, unapologetically, as a rocket of some sort ignited mere feet away from her and shot out of the building narrowly missing the green-eyed monster – unlucky for some. The empty glass in her hands was lost, having shattered into pieces when dropped carelessly on the stone tile flooring – at least there was plenty of other spills of broken glass all over the place to hide the mishap amongst -, and her ears were ringing much like the incident with the grenade back on the pirate kings ship; but at least this time she had not been blinded and nobody was kicking her. Got to take the good when it comes, especially in her life.
As if matters could not get any more bizarre, scary or damn right violent, the guy that was thrown from the building had returned in his iron man outfit and to