Characterofcolor Stories

"Pull down your dress, that's not gentlemanly." "Close your legs and sit like a little boy." "Why does she get to stay out 'till twelve?" "Because shes a girl" --- In this society women are the 'superior' gender. Boys are expected to stay out of the work place, and stick to the kitchen. Men are payed less, and are judged harsher for the little things. Little boys must wear pretty dresses, and husbands must smile dumbly to their wives commands. Now meet Smith. Ever since he was younger he's dreamed of having a husband, and not a wife. He's dreamed of working in a big corporal office, and providing for his family. "The perfect woman," his mother would call him, but he's not a woman. "I know son, but in this world that's the one you want," his father would tell him. All Smith wants is to live his life like his sister Jannie gets to. One day when Smith's school decides to play hood for a week at a rundown school in the projects. He meets little ole' Jacob, a black boy from the projects that's just trying to keep his dress clean. Smith thinks Jacob is hurting the forward hurtle of male rights, and Jacob? Well Jacob's just being himself. Is this is how it feels to grow up a boy?

Dawn thought she almost flubbed, yet is thankful things turned out the way they did. Disclaimer - I don't own Baby-Sitters Club

"Ekka, don't you want to play with the other kids?" Jean asked as she entered the room where Ekka had been hiding away, only staring out a large window. "No thank you," she said softly, not taking her eyes away from the children who had been taking advantage of the sunny day, and was playing loudly. "Why not? It's a nice day outside." "... They do not like them.." "Don't like who?" "My friends. They are... Scared of them." ~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~ I do not own X-Men, Fox(?) does. All I own is Ekka and her story. COMPLETED: August 16, 2017

Ekka didn't blink. She didn't say a word. She didn't even cry. She simply laid back on her bed and turned away from Xavier. "Ekka? Do you understand? We can get you help." "I should have killed you when I had the chance," Ekka finally said, loud enough for the man to hear. ~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~.•*•.~ I do not own X-Men, Fox does. All I own is Ekka and her story. COMPETED: 4/23/2018

A sudden change from modern life to the Sengoku period would be jarring for anyone. Add the fact that she's from America and this is Japan. Yeah, a language barrier is due to cause problems. Especially with being around an inu-dai yokai who probably dislikes humans as much as he dislikes his hanyou half-brother. But why do his golden eyes feel familiar? And why does feel so at ease in his presence? Many questions need answering but not enough time sadly. ( Set two years before canon anime Inuyasha)

Vivi is everybody's grandmother and Sebastian should know it. Disclaimer - I don't own My Time At Sandrock or Stardew Valley. This was written for the Froday little special for July 2022 which is Drabble Madness where I'm to write as many 100/200/300 word stories. This is also written for The Chamber with the woman of color I'm featuring being Vivi from My Time At Sandrock because - well, what's not to love. And I'd been looking for her kind of character as grandmother to Maru and Sebastian and so that resulted in this little drabble.

Mary-Anne goes to the store to decide what her own look will be. Disclaimer - I don't own Baby-Sitters Club.

In a world where dreams have made humans less productive and productivity is key, there are Emptiers. Emptiers remove dreams. That is all they're supposed to do. Sometimes designs have flaws. No Emptier lasts forever. Charlie is cycle 532. A new cycle starts....