Feminists Stories

Her teenager heart thought her twenties would be her marrying the love of her life, a picket fence house, and a home where love blooms. If only she knew what adulting causes. Betrayal didn't just break her heart, it changed the way she saw men, love, and everything in between What happens when the soft lover girl is forced to be a misandrist by the betrayals? And when a feminist man unintentionally makes her rethink why she hates men, will her heart remember how to feel, or that part is gone for good this time? Read to learn more.

𝓶𝔂 𝓵𝓪𝓭𝔂 ❝When everything's made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am❞ [ANTHONY BRIDGERTON x FEM OC] Ranks: #2 of 2.36k in 'feminist' (11/04/2026) #2 of 3.09k in 'bridgerton' (11/04/2026)

War is declared in Britain. All single men aged 18-41 must fight. Evelyn lives with her depressed, lonely Mother and simple minded younger brother George during the early 1900s. George is commanded to go to war, what will Evelyn do to help him? (this story uses characters from the tv series 'Peaky Blinders'. I do not claim those characters as my own.)

Es geht darum dass ich die Definition und das alles zu Feminismus erkläre und meine Eigene Meinung sage.

[Ongoing - started in Jan 2021] Y/N and her best friend Chris have been wandering the land of Georgia ever since an outbreak left the dead alive. Everything changes after Terminus, where she befriends a group of survivors led by a man named Rick. As she sticks closely with them, beginning to earn their trust, her mind keeps drifting to Rick's right-hand man, Daryl. The Walking Dead - starts at Terminus but not accurate to TV show because it's a fan✨fiction✨. {Daryl Dixon x YN} Slow-burn, but not too slow. Chapters are long (imo). *disclaimer. I do not own the rights to any characters from TWD comics or AMC'S TV Show. I own Y/N, and the derivative plot points that are inspired by milestones and major plot points of the television show. I don't know how to write a copyright well lol

Hey, there! :) I'll begin with a question, actually two. The first one is: How many of you have seen blogs and quotes and posters on feminism and read about campaigns and thought, "Oh! This is totally my thing!" and how many of you have cringed at the word thinking that it makes you inadequate or is utterly useless; and how many have of you have been completely ignorant and/or oblivious? (You'll have to wait for the second question. ;)) Read on to find out! ;) Don't forget to follow, vote, comment and share!! :)

Hate all you want, IDGAF...

These are one shots of my favorite couple - Mr. Ambrose and Lilian Linton. Both of them belong to lovely and magnificent Robert Thier.

Life for Rose is a game. A deadly game. She lives in the squalor of Subterran Prime: a sprawling underground world where mad gods sleep around the fools who serve them; where the savage Justicars seek out criminals and undesirables for swift justice at the end of their bronze beaks; where hapless slaves are branded with the mark of the cypher and fed to the starving masses or the gluttenous ruling class. In this world Rose has two things: her intersex lover, Jay Chimera, and her imagination. Geared with both, she hurtles through dreamworlds and virtual realities, until she discovers the ultimate gift: a drug, the Haze, that makes her dreams reality. But in order to get the Haze she must put herself in the way of the Justicars and face their terrible thirst for punishment. Can Rose and Jay play the game and reach the next level in their quest for escape, or will they lose everything? This is a self-contained novelette that serves as a taster of my current work-in-progress, the full-length novel Troglodyte Rose. This is loosely adapted from a novella published in 2009 by Cadaverine Publications, which was a finalist for a Lambda Literary Award. The interactive website that accompanies this story is available at troglodyterose.com. Artwork by Kurt Huggins and Zelda Devon. Interactive website designed by Michael Bryant.

Author's Note Hey, beautiful souls This story is a slow burn, a quiet unraveling of feelings that might feel uncertain and maybe even a little painful. It's about longing, identity, and the ache of wanting to be understood. There are moments that touch on mental health struggles and the complicated layers of human connection, those invisible threads that hold us together, sometimes pull us apart, and often leave us wondering where we truly belong. This story doesn't offer neat endings. Instead, it invites you to sit with the uncomfortable, the silences, the hesitations. It's about the small moments that change everything, even when actually nothing is happening at all. I wrote this because I know what it feels like to be caught between hope and doubt, to love someone quietly and fiercely, sometimes without knowing if that love will ever be returned. This is a story for anyone who's ever felt unseen or misunderstood, and for those who hold their feelings close but dream of being known. If themes of mental health, unspoken desire, or emotional pain feel heavy, remember to care for yourself first. Your experience matters, and your boundaries matter. Thank you for choosing to share this journey with me. I hope you find something that resonates, something that whispers to your heart. Thank you for being here, for holding space with me in this story. I wrote this because I needed it, perhaps maybe you need it too. With all my heart, Anne Winter

In a generation where feminist movements are so important, Anna finds herself in war between finding love and the journey of being an independent woman; the kind of woman that does not need some sort of dependency over a man. She has a strong belief that she does not need any man, but as she meets along this man, every aspect of her independency was put on a pedestal, and she finds herself on a tightrope that makes her life incredibly so interesting than before. Will she chase the man? Or will she continue being an independent woman? Is the chase really to choose between the two? Or to find balance in between? Can an independent woman be so capable of diminishing her walls for the one?

Born in the English countryside, Aalana's fate is all mapped out: she will take over the family store of her mother and grandmother. Known in all the region for being the owner of a magnificent pearl necklace of incomparable richness, the attractive young girl is envied by many. Yet, her life is completely turned upside down her sixteenth birthday when arrives a letter stating that she is in fact countess and promised to the nobles' world. Promising herself to unravel the mystery of her birth, she embarks in an adventure which will allow her to discover who she truly is.

Three friends navigate their lives together - from children held back by their parents to women suppressed by the patriarchal society they live in.

A monastery. A monster. A murder. The medieval city of Lydelia is peaceful, on the surface. Its monastery? Not so much. When the monks come under attack from a mysterious force in the night, they are thrown into chaos. Joined by two new recruits, they must work to solve the puzzle before it is too late... but all is not what it seems. The deadliest demons they face will be their own.

If you see your girl's jeans like this please don't feel ashamed or make her ashamed. It just a little amount of blood, it's natural to bleed. It okay if your jeans got faded in public. Girls you don't need to feel ashamed of it. I was thinking why some men used to say "you're a girl, let me handle it, you don't have much stamina and strength." A girl bleeds 5-7 days/ month. Only a girl can understand what is she going through. Period cramps, backache, mood swings, weakness, aching pain in limbs. A men can never understand that pain. She can sacrifice all these situations because she knows it's necessary to have a child. And what men do for the women? Do you guys look after your girl or wife or mother or sister during her periods? I think you all should. And we are capable enough to handle every situation. If a 12-13 year old girl can handle all these periods cramps then she is capable to do anything in her life. Never think that girls can do nothing on their own as they're not having that strength. All she wants is a men who can handle her mood swings, who can treat her like a princess. A mother is the most powerful creature on this Earth. She can do anything for her child. And to be a mother we must needs to bleed. And trust me we don't have any issues with this because we are the only capable beings who can give birth to a baby. And we have proud on ourselves. I don't know why a bleeding girl can't touch holy books or God or why she can't go in a mandir during periods? God gave us this blessing! Why would he stop us from touching him? Why a bleeding women can not cook? Why she can't touch anything in the kitchen? I don't think God is having problem with all of these. These all are just myths. I don't believe in all these. Proud to be a girl. Proud that I bleed.

This story is about a girl who has recently moved to another continent, in need of a fresh start. She has had many ups and downs but not this year. This is her year and she will have to keep it that way, no matter how many people try to pull her down.

A real-life story of sexual harassment. "You and I are gonna have sex tonight". I felt that sudden change in the atmosphere, as if someone had just replaced that intoxicating cheerfulness with an uneasy ambiance that I couldn't quite put my finger on. My first reaction to your words was an awkward, distressed laughter, I wasn't used to people being so direct about these things. "No, we're not," I told you dismissively, thinking that me smiling sarcastically at you could somehow bring us back to the friendly conversation we were having just a few seconds ago.

Growing up in the Thy'an village, hidden deep inside the Myen Forest, Mika has been raised on folklore of the dangers amongst the evergreens. When mysterious disappearances occur in a neighboring village, Mika is sent on a mission to discover the truth. But soon horrible secrets are brought to light and everything Mika believed to be true begins to unravel.

Life is not a bed of roses 🌹In a world where daughters are seen as a burden, Rhea Castillo and her sisters fight against their oppressive father, determined to forge their own paths towards a brighter future. As Rhea battles for freedom and self-discovery, she finds solace in the love of her mother and a possible future with the man she loves, David. Will she break free from her father's shackles and find love and happiness with David, or will her fight for equality lead her down a different path?

1968..ᝰ "𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐢𝐥, 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝. 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧 𝐢𝐬 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐬 '𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐟𝐮𝐥' 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥." Her face was veiled however her gaze remained unveiled, revolting to see stars of her own sky which laid 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐯𝐞. वो नारी है , लहरों सी वो पैर छूना जानती है तो कश्ती डुबाना भी An arranged marriage between a woman desperate to belong to herself and a man who belonged more to revolutions than to love. Born with privilege but disgusted by the society around him, As a criminal lawyer, he fought for widows, young girls, and women whose voices were buried. Marriage was never meant to be part of his life until a promise brought them together as husband and wife. He belonged to nobility, precise in words, calm in demeanor and observant. She belonged only to herself, spoke words of her shadow. Stepping into his grand haveli as his wife forced her to face harsh customs, lingering judgments, and a marriage filled with quiet tension, stolen glances, and feelings neither of them were ready to name. And when society tries to break her spirit, will he stand beside the world he swore to change or set her dreamson fire for his family ? Tropes • Soft gaze × tough exterior • Feminist ML × Feminist FL • Shawl × cotton saree • Very slow burn • Curious FL × calm ML • Mutual yearning • Quiet tension × forbidden softness • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu