Twin Souls - a Kuroshitsuji fanfic - Chapter 9Wow, it's been a month since I submitted a chapter! I've been pretty busy, though. This one is pretty much done, I have time, and I'm satisfied, so here it is.Twin Souls - a Kuroshitsuji fanfic - Chapter 9 by StrongButGentle
NOTE: Jinjing only found out she was pregnant the day before this chapter. She is about four weeks pregnant, so she doesn't have a baby bump.
I had to watch some videos of the Viennese waltz to write this
Sebastian cast open the drapes in his young master's bedroom the next morning, allowing the sunlight in. "Young master, it is time for you to wake up."
Ciel sat up and rubbed his eyes. Sebastian handed him the morning paper and poured a steaming cup of tea for him. "For breakfast today I have prepared Darjeeling tea, kedgeree, and devilled kidneys on toast." He gave the teacup to Ciel.
"What is today's schedule?" Ciel asked.
"You have a violin lesson after breakfast, and after that a fencing lesson. After lunch, you have a dancing lesson with Madame Rodkin and Miss Jinjing," Sebastian answered.
"How is Ji
Twin Souls - a Kuroshitsuji fanfic - Chapter 8I feel the need to post this now, as I've let it sit for over a month. I think I'm satisfied with it, but I'm not too sure...regardless, here it is.Twin Souls - a Kuroshitsuji fanfic - Chapter 8 by StrongButGentle
Jinjing kept throwing up for several days after that. She dismissed it as sickness, maybe a touch of the flu...until a few weeks later, she missed another menstrual cycle. Then after several weeks, she started to feel something move in her stomach.
Later in the evening, she stared at the floor as Yuana released her hair from its braid, letting the silky black waves flow down her back.
"Yuana," Jinjing said, closing her eyes.
"I think...I may be expecting."
Yuana snickered quietly. "Dear, oh dear..." Jinjing turned to face her. Yuana moved her hand over Jinjing's stomach. "May I?"
Jinjing nodded. Yuana placed one hand on her mistress's back and pressed gently on her stomach with her other hand. Jinjing trembled with terror.
Yuana let go, stood up straight, and told Jin
Extracurricular FeminismThis is an update to my piece "Overzealous Feminism."Extracurricular Feminism by StrongButGentle
There is now a feminist after-school club at my school. It is run by one of the teachers I mentioned in my piece "Overzealous Feminism," and she has two posters for it in her classroom behind her desk...as if it isn't already sickening enough how she forces her feminazism down our throats in her class.
One of the posters says in big letters:
THINK "FEMINISM" IS A DIRTY WORD?
THINK SUPPORTING GIRLS MEANS DISSING GUYS?
THINK WE DESERVE TO BE EQUAL?
So here's my answer:
THINK "FEMINISM" IS A DIRTY WORD?
Yes, yes I do. It is a filthy word.
THINK SUPPORTING GIRLS MEANS DISSING GUYS?
Yes and no. I support girls and women as strong, smart, independent, self-sufficient, and equal human beings to men. But although feminism claims to support the equality of the genders, it upholds one gender while completely disregarding the other, which does suffer as well, worse today than ever...because of modern feminis
This is anxietyIt's the constant feeling of not quite rightThis is anxiety by GroovyMutant
and I don't know why I feel this way but it hurts
(but not in ways that others can understand)
and it's the tension in your chest, the rising water
the aching muscles and the clenching in your core
That never leaves
It's the headache that never quite fades,
just hurts sometimes more than others.
It's the constant need to move with your racing thoughts—
to bounce or twitch or
glance around the room every three seconds just to make sure you're not being watched, you're not being judged
It's two a.m. and you're lying
facedown on top of hot sheets, such an empty shell
you don't even have the energy to cry over how tired you are
wondering if there's any way to turn your mind off,
when you can't even remember what sleep feels like because it's been so long
since you really had a true rest.
It's wandering through your days almost
walking into that door and
not catching half of what your teacher says because your eyes hurt
Words Are Powerful ThingsYou’re so angryWords Are Powerful Things by Fameisdead
You let words swarm up inside.
Screaming to get out.
They yell and shout.
They sit there,
Turning into horrid things that should never be even whispered,
In the softest tone.
You get so angry
Cause you’re so afraid.
Like so many other people
You let your fear burst into rage.
The monstrous words inside of you
Refuse to remain in their cages.
You let those words escape your lips,
All of the sudden you feel like your words have killed someone.
As you see their face.
Words are suddenly bullets.
They’ve pierced your victim’s heart.
Fragments of a once pretty, friendship scatter on the floor.
The pieces so broken, I doubt you could find all of the shards to make it whole again.
There’s a slamming of a door.
Whether that be real,
Or just a metaphor.
To say you’ve been locked out,
From this once dear friend of yours.
I hope one day.
You’ll find better words
To form a key.
So you can find your way back to them.
You're a Literal MiracleNext time you’re unhappy.You're a Literal Miracle by Fameisdead
Think about this.
Remember that you are a walking,
You are alive based on so many chances.
So many different thing could’ve happened.
You’re still here.
You are literally made of stardust.
Matter that has been around,
Since the beginning of time.
Dreams and hopes
Forged in the belly of distant stars.
You have cosmos in your veins.
And eyes that have stardust in them,
That have seen the dawn and ending to galaxies.
I know it’s easy to forget this,
But it’s true.
Everything about you
And me and everything else around you.
Is a miracle.
So many perfect things had to come into place,
For you to be standing here today.
So smile sweet heart.
Cause you are a beautiful phenomenon
That was created by miraculous chance.
It's OkayIt's okay to be sad.It's Okay by CorporateRockWhore
It's okay to be mad.
It's okay to cry,
To not have the strength to try.
Sometimes people just need to
Let it all out,
Scream and shout,
And that's okay.
Admitting something's wrong
Doesn't take your strength away.
Ask for help
If you need it.
Don't feel weak
Just because you
Enough to move mountains.
Crying is good.
If you didn't cry
Just bottle it up
Until you burst.
You don't even
Need a reason
Just have a good cry.
Take a long bath
And watch a movie
That makes you laugh.
Bake a cake
Just for the sake
Of making something.
Lay in bed
Until the bad thoughts
Leave your head.
Just sit back and relax.
Because it's okay
To not be okay,
And to take a day
Just for you.
Bruder of Mine Ch. 14The three arrived home, and Germania closed the front door. He was annoyed, and now he would have to prepare dinner for the three. He held the parcels in his hands and walked over to the table setting them down. Gilbert walked around, slightly saddened that he did not get his candy. Ludwig was not really bothered by it and walked over to the floor, sitting down and got to playing with his blocks. The elder nation needed to get some water, and having little Prussia sulking around, he decided to make him work.Cherry82
"Alright then, if you are going to whine and pout you can do one of two things. You can either help me with the soup, or you can spend the remainder of the day in your bedroom in bed. I am not in the mood, and I have much to do."
Gilbert looked up, standing by the table and looking at all that Vati had brought home. He turned his nose up slightly at the onion. He sighed and then walked next to the nation, leaning against his legs.
"Ugh I guess I will help Vati since there
Pride and Punishment ::ChinaJapan::Contains corporal punishment. This is really for Arkham, who gave me a request of China/Japan long long ago. Notes at the bottom.S-J-M
Kiku had known it was a bad idea to begin with. Yao had taught him to stop drawing pictures and to write with kanji, he should have just continued to do that. It was a good method, but it took so long to do that Kiku would quickly get bored. His way, hiragana, was better. Yao was just too proud to accept that Kiku could create something on his own now! He wasn't a child anymore, at least not by normal standards. He was young for a nation, but he was at least fifteen in appearance. In Kiku's hands were a stack of papers which he was writing on. The brush wavered now and then whenever he would wince, causing little mistakes. Whenever he made one he had been instructed to start over.
I will not create new methods of writing without permission. The phrase was written over and over. He could write it with his eyes closed if he wasn't so
Daddys Boy "Alfred, are you okay?" He exclaimed running towards the little boy.EmOWrItErLuB
"No! Big brother, I skinned my knee and it hurts!" Little Alfred wailed as he clutched his injured knee. Arthur sighed, somewhat relieved that the little nation wasn`t hurt seriously, and went to go get a bandage to put on the scrape.
"That's why we don`t run little one. You could stumble and get hurt very bad, and we don`t want that do we?" England stated chidingly. Alfred shook his head vigorously.
"Nope. Hey big brother? Can I have a cookie, since I got hurt?" Arthur laughed at the kid`s quick "recovery".
"Yes Alfred, You can have a biscuit." He confirmed as he took the little boy`s hand and led him to the kitchen. "Come along then, look lively now." The boy and young man both walked into the kitchen in a companionable silence.
Alfred startled out of his dream, he quickly sat up and sat mot
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I have been drawing since I was six years old. I didn't think much of my drawings, but my classmates were stunned by them. I drew a pair of pink Converse sneakers when I was nine years old, and my mom was so amazed she got me to sign it and made copies of it to everyone she knew. Then she consigned me to a ton of art courses in drawing, painting, and a little of ceramics at Attleboro Art Museum in Rhode Island.
Art is a natural talent and a gift. Sports have different seasons, school ends eventually, but art stays with you forever.
To me, music and art are the most beautiful and compelling forms of self-expression and catharsis. Art is the breath of life in me; it is my passion, my joy, and my sanctuary. I draw and write whenever I feel the pull - I have much more time in the summer, but despite school, workload, and stress, I draw and write in between. I also sometimes devote half a night or a whole night to staying up to draw or write.
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I am an anti-feminist - I do believe that women are equal to men and men are equal to women, but I also believe that:
all of the evil in the world is not performed by only men to innocent and defenseless women
women are not victims
women are as capable of evil as men
women are responsible for their actions
women need and are entitled to as many as and no more rights and benefits than men
women should not be segregated from men
Modern feminism has gotten so mucked up. In the early 1900s, feminism supported women as independent and self-sufficient people. Modern feminism victimizes women as fragile, delicate creatures who need to be taken care of like children, and though it claims to support equality of the genders, it demonizes men and completely ignores men's issues (which do exist). This is why women who support gender equality are embarrassed to call themselves feminists; they are disgusted by this. For more, see world-hero21.deviantart.com/ar… and womenagainstfeminism.tumblr.co…
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