Sexism Stories

Snow forever had a way of distorting Hima Gojo's reality, slicing through time and space like a blade sliding on butter. Ushered fragments of cold, heartless memories to the surface. Even when the future attempted to pull her far away, the frozen memories managed to shackle her down, gnawing in her brain with relentless persistence. Yet, strangely, snow never fails to stir a flicker of hope inside her, to keep going, to reach for the destiny she hoped would one day carry her to the warmth of the spring breeze. ↫↬ Life in the Gojo Clan isn't the serene, luxurious existence most outsiders imagine. Yes, they may have been surrounded by wealth and opulence, but beneath that glittering surface lies an overwhelming pressure of expectations. Their environment is the worst one a child can possibly have for growing up. And Hima Gojo feels this every single day of her life. That is, until Satoru Gojo crosses her path for the second time. Sparking an explosion of query in her mind, each one clamoring to be expressed first. Fanfiction idea credit to @cita91lopram

She's all alone. Her best friend abandoned her on a school night, leaving her vulnerable to the bullies who never miss a chance to break her spirit. Just when the isolation feels unbearable, a mysterious new girl steps in-offering kindness, strength, and maybe even friendship. But how long can hope really last? (Currently in beta,if you see any plot holes pls tell me,or mistake or a better discprition or a better anything that will be great thank you,English is not my first language Btw)

Random poems. All of which have a different tale to tell. Broken hearts. Women. Fight of race. Abusive homes. Happily ever afters. Everything.

The pink feminity had some chapters in their existence, which has an opposite flank they endure so haphazardly. The tale possesses several chapters such as some restrictions, having barriers, slut-shaming, being treated doubtfully, being mistrusted, brimming eyes, perceiving pain, with agony & regret, wordless for questions, indefinable emotions, broken inside, the ritual of registering the time, etc. 🔺This is an article or an essay with 394 words and it's completed and has no other parts🔺

Some TW and I will mention the TW in the story. Anyways, it's from my point of view, although, you can make it in your point of view. Whatever comes to mind. You have 4 friends(cuz ur like..weird...👁👄👁 sometimes..) You have 4 friends, named, Millie, Jessie, and Tristan, all female. Then 1 boy who is named Alex. Although, Alex has a crush on you and wants him inside you.🤢(btw he smells like Doritos and fart.🤮) Then there's the part you are a coach in soccer and teach kids. You eventually have a soccer game in the story at some point. You make your kids practice as much as they want cause you don't want to overwork them. And 1 kid, Hailey, a small 7 year old, has a lustful brother, Elijah. Enjoy L0s3rs🖕🙄

Inspired to true to life story

The second child of King Viserys and Queen Alicent. For some reason, she was seen as a plague, a disgusting swine, even though she never did anything wrong in her youth, due to many problems, including her brothers and sisters, and parents who didn't care. She went down a dark path of Lust and heartlessness, fun. Till she was informed of something that would change her life.⠀⠀ Ratings: Rated R ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⣦⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⢳⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣷⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠠⣄⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣧⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⣄⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀⠀⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢀⣿⡆⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼⣿⣿⡄ ⠀⢰⠀⠀⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⢠⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣼⣿⣿⣿⣧ ⠀⣿⡀⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣸⡿⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⠀⣿⣷⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⠃⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⡄⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠇ ⢳⣌⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⠀ ⠀⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣿⣿⠋⣠⠀ ⠀⠈⢻

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When a mysterious girl that has been persuaded to attend an event. When she proves everyone she knows against all odds. Narrator here. And, I choose to interrupt this repetition of bright beginnings because she has done all these commitments to this extent that I have to disrupt my routine to write for the justice that underlies her choices that stand with her morals. After all this she is asked to pick a mate by the Moon Goddess and instead she becomes doubtful that she won't find the one in time. Whilst her world gases away, she becomes more comfortable with the memory of her second cousin. Not that he wasn't less committed to his work then any of her cousins. He was different. He asked her only grandparent, how he was. Not that he didn't know this fact or was in knowledge that they were close. She finds and allocates her opinions in choosing how she commits to her work. In this world, creativity is the only thing that lasts. It even leads thread that link people who master their subject. Who will she find? Especially when her second cousin travels and drowns. Especially when he mysteriously avoid ventilation. And, he concludes to arriving dead at the scene that she has to leave the same airport. All is well until she gets chosen and defeats all tasks. She chooses to leave with the capacity of the pain and she turns out differently. She prefers reading over talking to her friends. It doesn't end there. She doesn't know how to reduce her work into chapters. Before her birthday, her mother dies and leaves her to her father that already attacked her. She. Ladies and gentlemen is her.

In a world where sexism is allowed, One girl has a wish to become a famous poet. But so many things stop her. Will she make it in this sexist world? Or will she fall and take her pride with her? First story!!! Hopefully, this gets viewed.

"You can't always rely on yourself, Azazel. There's a reason why we're mates." "I don't want you as a mate!" I growled out. "Why couldn't the Moon Goddess give me someone who isn't like you? Why did it have to be you? Why?" "Then reject me already." His calmness was anything but comforting. We stood mere inches apart, our chests almost touching. "If you hate having me as a mate so much, reject me." Was he serious?? Did he really give me the chance to do this? "If you can't stand me anymore, reject me now and I'll set you free." I stared up at him and I could've sworn I saw how hurt he was flash through his eyes. Did I really want to do this? Of course I did but was it the logical thing to do? I guess I just had to find out. "I, Alpha Azazel of Black Chasm Pack and Alpha of all Alphas, rejec-" I didn't get to complete my sentence when Kruel crashed his lips onto mine.

SAND SHARKS are large and look ferocious, but they rarely attack humans. Like a starving predator he patrols the beach, looking to satiate his sexual appetite. Beautiful women, curvy mothers... young girls. Will he be overcome by his ancient instincts or will he do the right thing? There have been no human fatalities recorded as a result of a SAND SHARK attack...

in which they all say boys shouldn't cry; makes them weak or puny, but one boy believes that theory is fucking false. it's not true at all. and he can prove it. 『 BOYS CAN CRY 』

15 men and 15 women were kidnapped and left on a remote island, where no law exists. If they survive on the island for 11 months, they win $1 million. This is the story where true human nature is revealed. Welcome to Paradise.

A Girl Gets Punished For Her Deeds, When She Falls In Love After A One Night Stand With A Maniac..

Thesis on the destructive nature of religion

The mind of a teenaged girl is one not routinely delved into in literature. Literature is written by ladies and men. Not girls. But that's about to change. We're loud, we're opinionated, and we will not be ignored.