Protest Stories

Kashvi Deshmukh. A medical student who keeps tab on current affairs and politics going on in the world, believes on facts and questioning everything rather than blindly believing. 𐙚♡ Adit Suri. Handsome charming boy who is intelligent and scores good in exams, and is senior of kashvi in the same college. 𐙚♡ Everything was going good, until kashvi came to know about moral difference between her and adit. Its a story, about whether two people with different ideologies and morals can stay and co-exist or falls apart. Because in this world where everything affects our lives, its essential to choose a partner who won't exhaust you on your beliefs and end up having morals which are inhumane.

I write this stuff for fun! My fav artist is conan gray so lowkey I'm a very sad person so some of these might get quite upsetting. I will give warnings though if it is likely to trigger something!

The year is 1962, and eighteen year old Birdie Thymes is beginning her first year at York University who's incredibly selective of which applicants it accepts. It'll take everything she had to prove herself in a man's world in which her peers and teachers all laugh at her dreams of becoming an investigative journalist. They continue to try to steer her towards housewife columns and fashion magazines, talking down to her as if she's a child who's in the wrong place. If not for her new friends - black twins working on their doctorates, a Russian exchange student full of hatred and prejudice, a bisexual poetry professor and his rebellious anarchist of a boyfriend - she'd feel much more alone. The newspaper and television continue to show horrific scenes in the states where racial divides are revealed for all to see - riots, police brutality, cries for equality and peace. The Vietnam War is front and center, The Cold War lingering still, and pleas for peace and love are heard from every street corner. The group of friends feel helpless as they watch the world fall apart. Fear leaves them voiceless, and the elitists of their own country feel exposed and uncomfortable when their sins are being called out. Wanting to prove herself as a journalist, along with wanting to fight for the five men she's falling for - Birdie grabs her camera and typewriter and starts causing a stir as she writes the stories of the silenced for all to see. She wants to fight for a world where white patients aren't screaming at Hamilton to not touch him, where Theodore's peers don't laugh at the black man who wants to teach English at Oxford, where James and Ezra can safely love one another without fear of imprisonment, where Arkady isn't constantly afraid of being deported. She wants a world where they can all love each other without retaliation, without fear, without hate.

Des poèmes probablement en anglais, tout droit sortis de mon application notes (donc certains datent d'il y a plusieurs semaines/mois), avec une musique qui correspond à la vibe de chaque poème Poems, probably in English, from my notes app (so some of them I wrote a while ago) with a song corresponding with the vibe for each poem

‼️‼️‼️I'm writing this as a protest. Please read the first chapter to see what you can do about wattpad censorship and why it's bad ‼️‼️‼️

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The last man to scale the wall wasn’t ever seen or heard from again, none of us really know if he survived. Since then they took more precaution trying to keep us in. We were never told what was beyond the walls and so we never asked it was as simple as that. Oh how naive we were.

Aeternum Mutata, a deadly curse that is so deadly that it can destroy a whole civilization, and turn every victim insane within seconds. It has chilled people who have known of it for years, for they know that someday that it will come, and bring an end to everything. Now, it has finally come to take it's toll, with the person behind it with a heart and agenda filled with evil. For one person, it ended with learning the truth. For one person, it started with terror beyond comparison. For Casey, it has started with a nightmare.

The meaning is apparent. The tone is misleading

Ships: IwaOi, MattsuHana, KinKuni, KyoHaba Characters: Iwaizumi, Oikawa, Mattsun, Hanamakki, Kindaichi, Kunimi, Watari, Makki's Parents, Ushijima, Tendou, Semi, Shirabu, Reon, LGBTQ+ Supporters, Homophobes, Mattsun's Family, + Others Warning: angst, suicidal thoughts, homophobic signs, etc.

20 teens, angry teens, stubborn teens, teens who never gave up, wanted to get their friend into their class. So the 20 teens, along with their friend Shinso, a spraypainted bus, a pro hero who was still a child at heart, and an ex-villain in rehabilitation, made a mess that their school, and frankly, the world would never forget. -------- "The cops are on our tail," a blond electric boy a the back of the bus screamed. "What do we do boss?" "Mineta, balls. Now! Sero, tape! Kacchan, cover the windows, make sure they can't touch us! Momo, we need more spikes on the street! Jirou, make some noise for me! Uraraka, release the weights!" And so the screaming went on, students having the time of their lives.

"Fate has a way of changing yer plans, mate." I never asked fate to change me into a Bleeder. Zombism is all I knew, but now I'll be hunted until they can find a way to kill me. If I hadn't had gone down to that hum-fight, if I didn't jump in the ring to satisfy my need for unprocessed human flesh, I'd still be accepted in society. I wouldn't have to hide from the werewolves who can smell life on me, from the vampires who, with one drop of blood, know everything about me. Now here I am, with a gaggle of humans and human-sympathizers, trying to hide my new identity, all while trying my hardest to avoid learning about the girl who turned me. But it's near impossible when she's the only one I trust. + + + Excerpt Read for FREE with Kindle Unlimited Available to purchase on Amazon and Radish. Read on Tales, where stories come to life [[word count: 75,000-80,000]] WATTPAD EDITION COVER

The intention is for this to be become a collection of stories, fables and myths. All involving some kind of divine interference in the lives of us mortals. First off is an old fable retold and, as always in these stories, the question is asked: are we driven by the fates in order to complete our destinies or are we free to choose the manner and direction of our lives? This is one of life’s great paradoxes - and the means and manner of its resolution guides the narrative of this collection.

Trigger warnings - there are heavy themes of ICE, violence and discrimination. During one of my seminars at uni I was asked to write a poem about something that makes me angry, and I chose everything that's going on in the world right now (politically). Not only does it make me feel but I hope it personally affects me too. It's a very long, strong and powerfully emotional poem that should tug at any humane person's heart. Every time I read it in my head or allowed I need to take multiple breaths, stutter and often feel the need or do cry. Because this is genuinely how I feel. So if you care about what is going on in the world, especially in the US and UK please give my poem a read I really appreciate it.

I tried to write a slightly pretentious fanfic about everyone's crush right now 🧚‍♀️💖🌌 aka RIOT 💕💗