The whole of feminism can be broken down into two basic camps - 1) wicked awesome radfems, and 2) weak minded libfems. We clearly know SO MUCH MORE about womyn and feminism than other womyn and feminists.
We need to overthrow the notion of Gender, but you have have HAVE to have a V at birth to be a womyn. Obvs!
No Muslim womyn ever could EVER choose for herself to wear Hijab because Islam is a nasty Patriarchal religion that takes all of womyn's rights and agency away. Nevermind that we come from Patriarchies too - We should still get to choose FOR them!
Our ideas are so gosh darn RADICAL, why can't you libfems keep up already?!?!!?
Y’ALL CAN YOU IMAGINE WHEN LYDIA FINALLY FULLY REMEMBERS STILES SHE HAS A FLASHBACK MONTAGE OF ALL THE MOMENTS THEY’VE HAD TOGETHER
THE DANCE, THE KISS, TALKING IN HIS BEDROOM WHILE HE UNWRAPPED THE STRING FROM HER FINGERS, SAVING HIM WHEN HE WAS VOID, HIM SAVING HER FROM EICHEN, MAYBE EVEN SEEING SOME SCENES FROM JUST A FEW MONTHS BEFORE WE HAVEN’T SEEN YET
AND IT ALL COMES FLOODING BACK SO QUICK IT COULD KNOCK HER OFF HER FEET
AND SHE’S JUST LIKE “OH SHIT. I DON’T THINK I LOVE HIM, I DO.”
BUT LUCIFER LITERALLY SAID THAT HIS HEART IS BROKEN. THE BIG BAD DEVIL WHO’S NOT MEANT TO CARE FOR ANYONE OR TO HAVE FEELINGS ADMITTED THAT HE HAD HIS HEART BROKEN BY CHLOE JANE DECKER AND I JUST CAN’T EVEN.
Here is the second one for today, the next days will work out better. I couldn’t decide between the two titles so this one has a double-title, even though this is probably shortest one of all, but I didn’t count the words or anything so I can just guess… Hope you will like it!
Kirigakure Saizo x MC (No name mentioned)
He hated rain. And still, Saizo was running through it. He could feel his body getting heavier with every passing minute, and his muscles started to ache. I wouldn‘t be long anymore until the dizziness, and the fever would set in. I have to find her. He had known that this would happen one day. He told her so many times that they were living in different worlds. But she always refused to leave, and with time he also started to believe that it was possible for them to spend their lives together. But a silent voice in his head had always been whispering to him that one day her gentle light will be snuffed out by the darkness of his life. And he had feared the day to come with every fibre of his being. I won’t let it happen.
Saizo didn’t know who had been the one who took her away. He had many foes. In the beginning, he even considered that it had been his own village. Iga had never approved their relationship. But none of the ninjas he had fought had been familiar. But they still had been strong. He had wounds and bruises all over his body, only his determination to find her kept him going without paying attention to the pain. The whispering voice inside his head came back, purred poisoned words about him being too late, that for her everything was already over. Her kind heart already wrapped in silence. No! He promised her to keep her safe. Promises bound in words mean nothing.
He sensed enemies behind him, but he simply ignored them and just continued to follow her trace. However rain and injuries had weakened him too much, he was slower than usually and couldn’t shake them off. Shuriken flew towards him, but he dodged them in the last second. He only fought when he couldn’t evade them anymore, but not one of them was able to stop. Every last one fell to his blood covered twin blades, sooner rather than later.
His followers were all dead. Or gone otherwise. He couldn’t care less. His movements became sluggish and slow, the fever had set in, but his skin was still cold from the rain. He forced his body further ahead. Not far anymore. It was full moon but the dark rainclouds absorbed nearly all its light, which made the clearing in front of him just as darks as everything else around him. But the weak light was more than enough to see her, his little lady, laying on the ground, motionless, in the rain. He called out her name. Or maybe he didn’t, he wasn’t sure anymore. Either way, she didn’t react, just laid there curled up in a pool out of rainwater and her own blood. It took Saizo a few moments which felt like small eternities, to get himself moving towards her.
All strength finally left him, and he fell to his knee right beside her. His already wet clothes started to soak in her blood too. Hesitantly he reached out for her, her cheeks and neck. The skin under his fingertips even colder than his own. No warmth was inside of her anymore. She was gone. He wanted to scream and rage, but at the same time, all he felt was empty numbness. This was his fault. The children of darkness didn’t deserve happiness, and she had to pay the price for his selfishness.
Thank you for reading, hope you enjoyed it. Please, let me know if you liked it (or not.) Tomorrow will be Masamune’s turn, he comes with fluff and humour (if you have a similar humour like me, if not…it’s simply fluff I guess…) Until then… Adiós, amigos! (<- I just realised that @amigoingbananas starts with amigo, that’s so random, I’m sorry)
But I know what to say now. I have thought about you and I like you, and I like being with you. And..maybe I feel the same way. So the next time you tell me you love me, if there is a next time, I’ll say I love you too.
Kill me someone tagged 'so cap c*LD . I'm p sure that happened in canon ' on the pwrless vid like ... first off ... Explicitly talking bout royal flush gang and second off len would nvr Len luvs being a baddie ya freaks
oh my god
do these people really think that captain cold — one of the flash’s biggest villains — would need to be comforted after getting arrested