Истории Feminist

●》BOOK 1 OF CONQUERANCE SERIES ~The tale of a lost princess who grew up as a warrior ~ Swaranika , the lost princess who grew up as an orphan , a girl who was destinated to live a lavish and comfortable life , was cursed by Destiny at the age of 6 years she was torn away from her parents , had an accident due to which she lost her memory, But did she gave up on her life? No she build stronger , worked hard for her survival She was fearless , strong ,dominant and how can't she? A person who doesn't have anyone to rely on is the strongest because , She had built herself from collecting her peices from life but really that's what destiny has planned for her ? Devrah Singh Chauhan , the kind of Sitamgarh who was called a emotion less ruler because of his cruelty towards his enemies , If someone got entangled with devraj it was impossible to live more in his life because he was never taught mercy , even how can he understand this word because he was just a teenage boy at 12 years when his parent's died and the responsibility of whole kingdom got in his little shoulders his childhood was ruin by politics in his own Palace which made him Emotionless or we can say someone who never got to know taste of love But what happens when the red strings bound them to be eachothers , two people who can't bow to anyone fall in love with eachother , will there love story be a tragic? answer is history and my Readers will know ;) Tropes lost princess x King Enemies To Lover he fell first and harder she drowned in his love Forbidden love forced proximity ~☆~

CM × Billionaire The 2 different worlds. obviously this one is unlike those bechari and grumpy types of stories. Or may be a little. but mark my words. our female lead is stronger than anyone think. She was taught to have self respect rather than holding ego in very young age. .............. Let's see how a dominant man can handle a women with self made authority. how a cold hearted man melt in front her one command. ............ Adult content in some chapters. Read only if comfortable.

This is part 2 of year 2019 of my slow-burn, detailed story of Y/N as the eighth member of BTS. The story is as realistic as possible, which means it sticks to dates as well as social and idol "norms". It tells the in-depth story of Y/N's personal and celebrity life as a member of BTS, including saesang experiences, friendships with other idols, the relationship with the other members, family drama, concert and tour experiences, and more! This is not snapshots or short imagines, it does have a timeline with a plot. (Highly recommend you read the books in order starting from pre-debut otherwise you won't understand much) *Disclaimer: This book deals with heavy topics such as mental illnesses, suicide, death, sexism/misogyny, sexual/verbal abuse, racism, and xenophobia #Fanfic #FanFiction #Fandom Highest Rankings: #5 in member #1 in Btsmember #8 in eighthmember 34 ff

Being Indian American feels like living in a pressure cooker wrapped in a smile. You're told to be perfect, productive, palatable - never loud, never intimidating. But travel to India, and you'll meet folks who are bold, stylish, confident, and unapologetically gangsta. DEAR DIASPORA, YOU'RE NOT THE MAIN CHARACTER is a sharp, personal callout - not to India, but to the suffocating performance of "representation," perfectionism and intraracial competition that dominates Desi life in the West. This isn't a sob story - it's a truth bomb. A cultural essay that demands real freedom, not filtered branding. If you're ready to sip some realness, break free from the cage of expectations, and find your max pro aura - this is for you. 🍋 Bold. Tart. Sweet. Unfiltered. 🍋 Just like a glass of limeade on a hot day.

'Run while you still can, Xiu. Those beasts will tear you limb from limb.' --*-- 'The dragons, or the students?' --*-- After receiving a scholarship from the most prestigious university in Pileria, Angie gets on a train and leaves everything behind. But her dreams of pursuing a liberal arts degree are interrupted when a tiny foreign dragon chooses her as its own, forcing her to become the first woman to join Anderson's military college. And this year is not an ordinary one. With war on the horizon, Anderson is stepping up its training. Foreign girls and dragons are even less welcome than before. Dark secrets and a system of blood and imperialism hide behind Anderson's prestige, along with a class that would be more than happy to see her torn apart. And most alarming is the high-ranking third-year, Adonis, who has taken a strange interest in her unique situation.

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 • Secured Masculinity • "Let me cry on your lap and cover my face with your pallu ( I'm terrible at writing description

Flickers in the Dark INT. ABANDONED CHURCH - NIGHT Thunder rumbles ominously outside. Flickering candles battle the encroaching darkness, casting jagged shadows along the peeling walls. At the altar, a SYMBOLIC EFFIGY of a car, draped in a tattered shroud, sits, exuding a sinister presence. NARRATOR (V.O.) Addison Sparks, or whatever your name... A whisper in the dark, a name of shame. A FIGURE cloaked in black stands before a shattered stained-glass window, moonlight casting an eerie silhouette. Their voice quivers with a mix of rage and sorrow. FIGURE You said the plague wasn't real... You said history's horrors were lies... How cold. How heartless. A false prophet. A faint CHOIR of distorted voices reverberates, as if the very walls are whispering accusations. VOICES (REVERB) Fake Christian... Two-faced... Psychopath... The FIGURE steps closer to the effigy, clutching a torch tightly. FIGURE (CONT'D) My father saw the truth in your eyes. It is no wonder he wanted to end you... Lightning illuminates the scene, revealing SHADOWS creeping along the walls-grotesque caricatures of bigotry and hate, alive and writhing. VOICES (WHISPER) Rapist... White supremacist... Misogynist... The FIGURE ignites the effigy. The fire's glow reflects fiercely in their eyes, wild and unyielding. FIGURE Let your prejudice burn... Let the world see your true face... The flames reveal a GIANT RUBBER SEAL, grotesquely resembling a condom, which melts under the heat, dripping like molten wax. In the roaring firelight, distorted silhouettes of politicians and abusers twist, sneering and screaming. NARRATOR (V.O.) Trump and politicians... Two-faced abusers... I hope you suffer... mile after mile... The SCREEN GOES BLACK as an inhuman SCREAM echoes, mingling with the crackle of fire and the relentless roll of thunder. FADE OUT.

An outlet

what happens when gabbys true love is taken away for good? what does gabby do?

Even though it happened days ago I still shiver and get goosebumps, even on the inked spots of my shin. Staring at myself in the mirror I try to assure myself that it will all be fine. I'm skinnier than I was. Still the muscles are almost the same size, even bigger than before all of this. I can see my ribs from under my skin. I touch the elephant tattoo on my side and place my hand over it like my little sister used to. Down stairs I hear that people are starting to talk, that means we are going out soon, to look for food, people, even bodies. In another world where a war gazes the country, a 17 year old girl takes matters into her own hand when her parents disappear. The city that 17 year old April lives in is surrounded by the army of the country that once wear their friends, but are now their rival, And while food sources decline, April and her friends, younger than 20 years old try to keep what is left of their sanity and help people that are left with nothing. While all of this fills the head of the young girl, a boy sneaks into her world of blood sweat and tears. This is not about love, or teens, Nor is it a sob-fast. It's about war, A total war and an internal-war. Hope you'll enjoy. Love -B

After poor Emily winter lived through a horrible life she did the only thing she thought she could do at the moment... hope. Turns out that wasn't enough either she took matters into her own hands, lets just say after she was done her hands got a little bloody.

In a Paris atelier at the height of the 19th century, Clemence poses for an artist who insists he understands the women he paints. As he transforms her likeness into a vision of idealized beauty, Clemence comes to see how art can distort as much as it reveals.

this "story" is me being negative and hating things.

"Who cares if our story is not written in the stars? We will write them ourselves." Satakshi Roy. The Nightmare of every Indian mother. A girl who thought too highly of herself. A girl who did not see the world as it is but as it should be. A girl who dared to dream. She wanted Independence. From those damned British bastards who ruled over her land. She wanted Freedom. From that damning mentality that always, always chose boys over girls. That trapped girls in the cages bound and shackled. She wanted Justice. For all her friends who lived in slums and had to pay taxes to those British officials. She wanted education. For all those girls who believed they had three purposes in life: get married, give your in-laws a baby boy because you "owe" them as they fed you and clothed you, and obey every adult even if they are wrong. She wanted a voice. That would point out all the injustice and oppression in her country. A voice that would reach out to even those who thought they would never be saved. A voice that will encourage her people to speak up. And She wanted to be that voice. A girl who harbored a secret dream. A dream to become a world famous writer. But will a certain arrogant British ruin those dreams or help her reach for it? Sebastian Courtney. The Literal Golden Boy. He came to Calcutta to help his father in the Government while simultaneously studying in Scottish Church College to complete his degree. The Stereotypical Arrogant British Man. He believed that Indians deserved to eat dirt and everything that has happened to them. The Silent Dreamer. He never wanted to be a governor officer in his life, always a poet. Yet he had no muse. Or he did? The Soft Lover. Who knew that the arrogant, cocky boy could be such a gentle lover? Giving flowers and poems to his beloved? A certain Indian girl of course. What happens when their paths cross? She hates him. He hates her. But, Does hate develop into something else?

This is my thoughts, my own feelings about certain things I feel passionate about especially social or entertaining topics.

{english/français} Engaged British actress, activist, model, Burberry muse and so much more, Emma Watson is a celebrity who amazes a good number of people (myself included). Actrice britannique engagée, activiste, mannequin, égérie Burberry et tellement d'autres choses, Emma Watson est une célébrité qui émerveille un bon nombre de personnes (moi y compris). I will put pictures, videos, speeches and lots of facts about "the girl who played in Harry Potter". Ici je vais mettre des photos, des vidéos, des discours et plein d'infos sur "la fille qui a joué dans Harry Potter". A lot of pictures come from Pinterest. Beaucoup d'images viennent de Pinterest. If you are interested, the YouTube channel THE ZAZBOU offers a large number of interviews and speeches by Emma Watson in Original Version Subtitled in French (VOSTFR). Si ça vous intéresse, la chaine YouTube THE ZAZBOU propose un grand nombre d'interview et de discours d'Emma Watson en Version Originale Sous-Titrée en Français (VOSTRFR).

In the 1950's, there was a master assassin named Callie. She fought her way to the top by doing anything that the situation needed. People respected and feared Callie. She managed to be what she wanted in a time where women were looked down apon, she was as cunning as a fox and made her own name for herself in the world. But what if something took an unexpected turn?

Fight for the woman you love, or she'll kill you first. Nothing about Elvie is normal. She comes from a very mixed heritage, her mother's missing and her father's gone, and she lives with a crazy woman that won't stop talking about her hatred of men. Every day, she receives training for some future battle that Elvie thinks is made up, and lessons about a world that are equally insane. But when she meets Loyan and his charming cousin Zina, she's about to see what all this training has amounted to. (This is the first draft, because I just wanted to get a story out and see how it goes)

A story in which Josephine is an aspiring writer, though she is never given a chance to publish her works. She has known Marius and Enjolras for a long time but something feels different with the blonde revolutionary.

This one is for all the people who have felt different- you know who you are. The artistic, the creative, and the melodramatic. This story is for the ones who prefer cold to hot, and rain to the sun. I probably should introduce myself, as I am the main character of the story you are about to read. My name is Arabella, which is an unusual name to begin with, so that pretty much set me up for life right there. This story has a classic plot, but with some twists and turns strategically placed. A coming of age novel, really, with all of the classic teenage drama.