What is a woman, in her private moments?
When she is naked, in the absence of anyone but herself,
Does she caress her curves lovingly, in the absence of hate?
Does she feel her folds sensually, in the absence of shame?
Does she know her body fully, in the absence of an audience?
In the absence of man
Then the question becomes, what is Woman, without Man?
Is she a queen? A goddess?
Is she frail and small?
Does she rule her kingdom with pride?
Or cower from it, afraid?
What is Woman without Man?
Can She know Herself without Him?
Can She define Herself in His absence?
His ever-watchful gaze,
His ever-listening ear,
His ever-breat
Voice Interface Confrontation by Thy-Demon, literature
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Voice Interface Confrontation
Title: Voice Interface Confrontation
Summary: I was uh, reluctant to post this because it's Eleven and most of us aren't too fond of our shoe-faced giraffe Doctor, but... well... I've kinda warmed to him, so I wrote this deleted scene from 'Let's Kill Hitler'.
Pairing: Eleven/Simm!Master
Length: 1,435 words
"Voice interface come on, emergency!" the Doctor panted, wheezing on the ground as his vital organs slowly started to freeze up, River's poison attacking his stomach and digestive system first, not quite in the blood stream yet though, but getting there.
"Voice interface enabled," an eerie hologram of himself echoed. The Doctor cringe
Title: Night Terrors
Rating: PG (mildly implied Erik/Charles, could also be taken as friendship)
Fandom: X-Men: First Class
Summary: Erik has nightmares. Charles knows what they're of.
"Wir werden jetzt einen kleinen Test machen, Jungchen nur um zu sehen, wie du dich schlägst "
"Nein, bitte, nicht! Ich kann nicht !"
" beweg die Münze "
Charles jolted awake in a panicked terror, sweat dripping down his brow. He wiped his eyes and checks the time, ugh just past 1 in the morning, this was ridiculous. WHY was he having dreams about a strange doctor who enjoyed torturing him? He also had the stran
Christmas at 221B Baker Street by Thy-Demon, literature
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Christmas at 221B Baker Street
"Happy Christmas, John," Sherlock drawled, plopping a rather heavy package into John's lap.
"Uh you know Christmas isn't until tomorrow Sherlock?"
"Yes of course. Dreadful time of year, far too much false-charity and TV specials, no one does any proper work over the holidays " Sherlock groaned sadly, huddling in his favorite armchair and switching on the telly, even knowing nothing remotely interesting would be on.
"Yes because why on earth would we want to take a break from our work to spend time with family and friends," John rolled his eyes, not expecting Sherlock to catch the sarcasm. Sighing, he decided to humor his sociall
Once upon a time there was a happy couple who lived in a cottage and they were good tax-paying, law-abiding citizens who did as they were told and if they complained they kept it to themselves and didn't cause a fuss.
One day a terrible plague swept through the village, affecting different people in different ways. The husband was turned into a woman. He wasn't as tall as he used to be, his hair was long, his chest was round and soft, and his waist well. His lean muscles were suddenly weighed down by the extra weight he was now carrying. His soft skin was not as immune to injury. His shapely figure confused many people of his real iden
Our Universe is an AU - part 5 by Thy-Demon, literature
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Our Universe is an AU - part 5
The Doctor stood facing John, watching him a bit worriedly, "You alright?"
"Fine fine " John waved his now empty glass absently, still trying to soak in the implications that the Doctor and the Master were gay and were together and that the Master was really a robot, at least in his universe after he lost him in the Time War. Weird, he just couldn't picture himself with Eccleston; he shuddered, trying not to. But with David well in some strange, detached way, it worked they had always had fantastic chemistry on camera, didn't know him too well outside of the roles but the roles existed in a whole other UNIVERSE t
"We Cannot Choose Where We Will Love"
I have the best boyfriend in the world.
but he wasn't born a man.
My boyfriend is the sweetest, most romantic, caring boy I've ever met but his body says otherwise. He's been lost and alone his whole life because of the incongruence between his head and his body.
And no one has loved him for who and what he is.
I'm a completely straight girl, not a single lesbian bone in my body; girls just don't do it for me. But I love him anyway, because he cares for me like no man has ever cared for me. I couldn't hope to meet another so perfectly suited to me if I searched a thousand years.
He is m