Womenofcolor Stories

UNDER SERIOUS REVISIONS •1 New Notification• @peterparkour ✔️ i think i might take up an ASL class ~~~~~~~~~~~~ half social media fic half regular fic. Kimaya Mangal is Ms. Virginia "Pepper" Potts' assistant. When given the task of bringing paperwork down to Tony Stark's lab, she wasn't expecting to also find the billionaire's intern. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Italics+Underlined=Talking Whilst Signing Underlined=Signing Regular Text=Just Talking Bold=Writing Italics=Text to Speech ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Peter Parker x Deaf!POC!OC •i own none of the art or photography in this book •i don't own shit besides this story, my oc, and her family •if something is misrepresented in any cultural capacity, please leave a POLITE AND CONSTRUCTIVE comment about it and how it can be amended •this book updates rarely and is edited randomly •characters may come across ooc and unfortunately they're gonna stay that way started in 2022 ended in

Three women. One city. Zero expectations. Micah doesn't like being touched. Rayna doesn't like being lied to. Sanaa doesn't know what she wants-just that she's tired of being "too much" for everyone. In the heart of Atlanta, their lives begin to collide like smoke, heat, and gasoline-slowly, then all at once. Three the Hard Way is a slow-burn Black poly romance about broken boundaries, soft love, and the kind of healing that doesn't always come with closure-but sometimes, comes with each other. This is not a love triangle. It's a story about the people who walk in when everyone else walks out.

just like there are a few certainties in life-taxes and death-there are also a few at magnolia high school: the marching band winning another competition, and the football team losing another game. and in that similar inevitable fashion, every friday night, band director cecilia washington and football coach charlie morgan would somehow, someway find something new to argue about. written in third person(at the end, i might add chapters for both main characters in first person)! constructive feedback/criticism appreciated(i like to read comments)! :D please note that this story is for fun, and i'm just a high schooler, so my writing may not be up to par! thank you for giving my story a chance! :)

The night Maelys was born, a storm made a decision for her. A desperate woman, a coerced midwife, and a courtyard where someone died in the rain conspired to place one infant in a palace and erase another from the record entirely. Twenty-two years later, someone has come to unmake it, and she has twenty-two years of righteous fury, a powerful patron, and the specific weapon of a truth that supports multiple stories at once. Raised in the painted corridors and orange-blossom courtyards of Solenir Palace, Maelys knows how to read a room before she enters it, how to wear humor like armor over something more serious underneath, and how to survive in a court that admires her with one hand and doubts her with the other. She has been exceptional here her entire life. She knows what exceptions are for. When the girl she unknowingly replaced arrives with documents, damage, and the kind of righteous anger that is the most dangerous kind because it is not entirely wrong, nothing careful is enough anymore. With a conspiracy threading through the court's most elegant rooms, a bodyguard who has been keeping a report in a locked box for eight years waiting for the right person to receive it, and a crown prince who asks before he touches and is not without fault and is learning the difference between those two facts, Maelys must fight for her name, her life, and the identity she has spent twenty-two years choosing rather than receiving. This is a slow burn interracial historical romance with explicit intimacy, graphic violence, and a world that does not soften its edges for the comfort of anyone in it. It is a story about what is owed and what is chosen, about love as a continuous practice rather than a destination, about darkness that stays and is carried rather than resolved, and about a woman who refuses, repeatedly, in every room that tries to define her, to let anyone else decide who she is. Dark. Tender. Permanent. Earned. ©️ _RelleLebby_ // R. L.

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Being the princess of a small village, of course she'd catch the attention of most men, eyes on her, the princess being a cynosure if you will. Taehyung ff

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So often have women been told to subdue their feral natures. Sit pretty and say less; act this way and that or risk being unladylike. Our femininity is putty in the hands of patriarchy, and unless we acknowledge the women inside of us -- the pure, unfiltered, angry creature forced into hiding -- we will be lost. Embrace the wildness. Embrace the feral woman.

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He entered the room and the smell of Black n Mild cigars and Remy V.S.O.P slowly wafted in behind him, still thick on his clothing. The sound of his deep baritone voice, a smooth rumbling low like thunder, attempting to whisper must have awakened me, but I made sure not to stir....

Welcome to my mind! These are a collection of poems that I wrote over the years that talk about my many intersecting identities. From being a college student to being a Black woman to being queer, etc... Explore the many themes of sexuality, self-discovery, intersectionality, and more. The art in the chapters is NOT mine and does NOT belong to me, but please do support them!! I've listed their information and it's just to show some of their work that has resonated with me! Please don't steal or use my content without permission!! All rights are reserved to ME!

As soon as we walked into her office, we could smell her high priced perfume, with the tinted red lipstick and the clicking of her heels as she was walking over to hand my mom an application. From the strong glare of her gold watch, we sat there still as glaciers, while this woman integrated my mom with questions like "Do you speak and write English? Are you married, do you have children, do you have a vehicle?" As my mom nodded with a lowered head, "Yes." As soon as the appointment was over, I let out a big sigh of relief, and I knew that we had passed the test. Then she asked, "Do you have any questions?" That felt like my checkpoint to ask what's been bothering me so much. "Why are we poor?" I asked. She responded, "Because you're Mexican, poor, and can't speak English." Read more here: https://soyxingona.com/xicana-activist-politics/issues/national/women-of-color-disportionately-underserved/

Trained by top ranking agents and mentored by her own father, Maya Fury is a wild card. Skilled in all expertise of combat, unhindered by her young age, she takes on the world when it is threatened to be destroyed by evil forces. • bucky barnes x oc • • based on avengers & ca:tws • • book one of the grim reaper trilogy • • woc/poc • • started on 27 November 2019 • • completed on 15 January 2020 • • #1 in personofcolor tag on 2 February 2020 •

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