Won - Makorra fic~P~Won - Makorra fic3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Korra bent some water into her hands from the vents underneath her and shot it fiercely towards the Pro-Bending competitor in front of her, sending them into the last Zone of the arena. Mako was on her right, sending a ferocious, unrelenting barrage of Firebending attacks at his own foe. Bolin was to her left, blasting earth disks at the competitor she was also trying to knock off. This was the final round of their championship match, and they had already knocked off the other team's Waterbender, and the other members of the team were quickly tiring out. There were only two more members to knock off the platform and the Fire Ferrets would win the championship!
This thought made Korra smile to herself as she collected some more water and continued to shoot it at the panicking team member. He was trying desperately to stay on the platform, to avoid falling into the water below him. It was futile, though her and Bolin's synced attacks were too much for him to handle at
Falling - Makorra~FallingFalling - Makorra~3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
Korra raced around the rink, twirling and spinning around like the talented ice skater she was. Around her, people of every age and size skated in the spacious rink of Republic City Park. Snow surrounded them all, cold nipping at their cheeks, but no one paid it any mind they were all having too much fun, enraptured in their friends and families.
The Avatar was glad to be back in her natural element though the winters in Republic City were nowhere near as harsh at the ones in the South Pole, they were still pretty cold. And she loved it! Skating up to her Earthbending friend, she did a circle around the leisurely skating Bolin.
"Hey," she said, skating in tow with him then. "Don't you just love skating?"
"Definitely," he nodded at her, "we should do this more often I forgot how much fun it is, considering this is the first time I've gone in years. I'm surprised I still remember how, actually."
She laughed, and took his hand and spun them around then, ca
Just a Friendly Bending Battle"Ready to get your butts whooped?" Kya asked, readying herself.Just a Friendly Bending Battle2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Ursa laughed. "Only if you're ready to lose, Kya."
Lin rolled her eyes, preparing herself as well. She was only doing this because of her mother. If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't be in this mess. She looked over at Tenzin who hadn't said a word. He watched quietly as his older sister and Ursa exchanged words. He acted as if he was the youngest of the group although he wasn't. She was.
Farther back the adults were watching. They had gotten together for a little reunion for old times sakes and began bragging about their children and their skills. This turned into a debate on who could bend the best, which turned into a bet on which element was the superior element. The adults wanted nothing more than to battle it out but chose, instead, to let their children "train" by fighting one another. Kya the water
Katara's InboxFrom: firstname.lastname@example.orgKatara's Inbox6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Do you want to go get a smoothie at 5? See you there!
Subject: The Whereabouts of the Avatar
I demand that you reply to me the whereabouts of the Avatar.
Just to let you know I invited the Gaang to come over at 2. Aang said something about you and him going to get a smoothie at 5. Can Suki and I come?
From: email@example.com,firstname.lastname@example.org, and email@example.com
Subject: GET YOUR DIRTY HANDS OFF MY ZUKO! (or Lee)
Whatever your name is,
Don't EVER touch my Zuko (or Lee) EVER again, or
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Just as there are four elements
Existing in harmony with one another
So too are there four states of poetry:
Air is the element of freedom
Exemplified by the use of free verse
It has no structure and no true shape
But allows us creative control
Through the use of air as a poetic medium
We allow our emotions a freedom to be
We allow them to soar upon worded wings
Gliding freely through the skies of literature
Water is the element of the changing flow
It can be hard as ice or as soft as snow.
Its nature resembles the power of rhyme
Which grants us order and a structured mind
By pushing and pulling the words we may-
create a picture of what we wish to say
Painted upon a canvas of emotional lines
We create a sculpture of structured rhymes
Earth is uncomprising
Craggy on the whole, it resembles the concrete
Like the craggy mountains with peaks and valleys
It can take us down
A creative alley. For rock resembl
Kurotalia - Brotherness ExplainedEric: DADADADAAAA!! Let's get this brotherness started!!!!! So, Alan isn't here, obviously, what with him being.... ill... (they had an argument in the recap), but Erika and Walker should be here soon so that's awesome! ....It sure seems quiet... No cool start or anything... Uh... Huh. Music anyone?Kurotalia - Brotherness Explained3 years ago in Comedy More Like This
Eric: Well THAT was fun... *sigh* This just won't be the same without Alan TT___TT
Walker: We're here!!
Eric: Oh yaaaaaay.....
Erika: Let's get this thing started!
Walker: This will be so awesome!!
Erika: First of all, we should introduce ourselves for people that don't know!
Eric: Do we have to-
Erika: Hi! I'm Erika! My interests are Manga, anime, yaoi, fanservice, pairings, Manga, yaoi...
Walker: Uh... I'm Walker! I'm similar to her but with slightly less yaoi!
Erika: Oh, oh! My message tone is Sebastian saying 'you have mail Bocchan!'
Walker: And me and her read Black Butler in the Manga and used it to torture people!!
Kataang - A Test of Love Ch.2Kataang - A Test of Love Ch.25 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Aang could scarcely believe his eyes. She looked just like an Air Nomad. But that's impossible! Aang thought to himself. They... They were all wiped out! Ming smiled and nodded, whistling for her Lemur. In a heartbeat, the female Lemur was by her side, chittering curiously before clamboring up the side of her leg.
"I've heard a great deal about you, Avatar Aang. You brought order back to the world." She strokes her Lemur as she climbs onto her shoulder. All Aang could do was blink, too shocked to respond. She chuckles, "I know you must be confused, But... You aren't really the last Air Nomad. Although... You are the last Airbender."
"But... All Air Nomads know how to Airbend!" Aang remarked, lightly rubbing the top of his bald head.
"Well," Ming began, "my grandparents were very young when the Fire Nation attacked the temple. One of the elders led them underground and hid them away along with a few other children. Lucky for them, the Fire Nation didn't seek them out. But,
Chance Comes To Fate-ZutaraWARNING: Spoilers for season 3Chance Comes To Fate-Zutara7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Sighing softly as he looked out onto the sunset, watching brave fire nation soldiers moving out to their next battle, another stepping stone to what will hopefully be their victory. He stood high above them, adorned in blood red robes, the silk he missed being enveloped in. His face dismayed, eyes low with a longing look for something he missed
It had only been a few days since he last fought her. Seeing her face scrunched up in that indescribable feeling of fury that existed deep in her heart only for him. While guilt and denial intertwined together in his, every time he saw the same fiery blue flamed eyes that burned for him.
He deserved this. He suffered for long enough; he was not going to let a stupid Water Tribe girl make him regret his decision. He had to stop thinking-
Congratulations. His eyelids flicked open and shut. He turned to the little voice that had popped next to him. It had drawn him in, l
Smile Because It Happened- ProPrologueSmile Because It Happened- Pro6 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
It was over. It was finally, finally over.
Ozai had been defeated. Azula had gone insane. The Earth King had been restored to his throne and his city. Their friends and family from the eclipse invasion had been released from prison. A new Fire Lord had been crowned. Peace hovered on the horizon for all the people in every nation.
The Avatar had saved the world.
Aang walked outside the Jasmine Dragon, leaving his friends inside to discuss- or rather, complain about- Sokkas less-than-accurate portraying of their little group, and gazed up at the benevolent sunset.
He was content. He had done what he had been born to do- and now, he could look to the future with a hopeful heart.
A soft noise behind him alerted him of someones presence. He turned and saw Katara, as lovely in green as she was in blue, or red (or any color, in his opinion) emerging from the tea house with a shy
Eye Of WillYour dark blue crying eyesEye Of Will3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
With the dark ink running down your drowned face
That your long nailed hands gently caress
With your open mouth you inhale
Your lime-green luminous eye
Looks to the inside
Darting as though in a panic
Now burned golden
As your eye meets mine own
As I move your eye fades silver
Becoming motionless as I see from the side
Returning in front of you
I meet your eye
Condensing on my vision
And fading away as I recover
With your open mouth you exhale.
An Ugly Beginning"Stop!"An Ugly Beginning8 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
They turn around at her demand, surprised as her companions.
"Katara, what are you doing?" Sokka hisses under his breath.
She does not acknowledge she hears, but faces the two Fire Nation fugitives determinedly. "Zuko – I challenge you to a bending duel." The words are her gauntlet, flung at his feet.
If Iroh is surprised, he conceals it well – Zuko does not (and neither do Aang and Sokka, for that matter). Toph merely does not care either way.
"No, Katara, you don't have to!" Aang tells her anxiously.
"You need someone to teach you firebending!" Katara points out, "And as much as I hate to admit it, they're the only firebenders around here who can! Unless you think we can find Jeong-Jeong again."
Aang cannot find fault in this argument. Sokka can, but one Look from Katara is enough to hold him back.
"You've met Master Jeong-Jeong?" Iroh inquires, impressed.
"We have," Katara affirms, "And he's taught Aang a few things, but not enough."
"Prince Zuko..." Iroh turn
Precious and Fragile ThingsEridan stared at the other male in silence. He was just standing there, wearing Nepeta's hat and her Moirail's dark glasses. There was blood in that unmistakable green shade splattered all across the juggling club that he held. The high-blooded land-dweller said nothing, and Eridan did not break the silence. He couldn't.Precious and Fragile Things4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Nepeta's blood was on Gamzee's hands, more literally than figuratively. A few quick thoughts along a clinically logical track told him that Gamzee had likely killed Equius to get to her. The three highest on the hemospectrum that were still alive were gathered in one place, at least two of them having killed at least two other people.
Eridan had killed the Empress. Gamzee had killed Equius. Vriska was staring at Gamzee as he approached her and Eridan. Eridan had killed Kanaya. Gamzee had killed Nepeta. This left only Terezi unaccounted for out of the eight highest-ranking trolls in the hemospectrum on this entire glubforsaken rock.
Eight high- and middle-bloods, with a
ExposureAt times, I wish toExposure5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rip every hair from my scalp
And my face,
And transform into a completely
Naked to the elements,
Naked to the world.
Without eyelashes, sties form.
Dirt and grit give birth to infections
And the eye doctor gives me
Without eyebrows, the skin is smooth
And unbothered, but I cannot express
My emotions. All that self-loathing
Without hair, I worry not about my
Appearance, except that I cry myself
To sleep and I avoid the stares and
I crave still, for now I have no way
A long time ago, in a land of depression,
My face was barren.
I lacked all hair.
I lacked all confidence.
I wore wigs and make up to
Cover up the inconsistencies,
And lied to myself concerning my
State of being, but that exposure,
It only bred hate.
I hated myself.
I hated those that tried to help me.
"No one understands!" I cried,
And pulled the new growth, eating
The meager roots even though
Nothing satiated me.
No one did understand
Lusii- Moving OnI gaze down at the small infant in my curled frame, horns lightly curled, much like my own large ram horns. The grub refuses to sit still, burgundy body continuosly wriggling and inching this way and that as they try to escape my white embrace. I try to shoosh it with a soft blare, but when its eyes, wide and bright, look up at mine, I lower my head.Lusii- Moving On3 years ago in Sketches More Like This
She was never like this.
My dearest troll, Aradia, had always lain still when I'd urged her to sleep. She did as told, smiling and happy as ever. This one had been nothing but a rebellious little brat since I'd brought him home from the Brooding Caverns.
I sigh as he finally manages to crawl free of me; little black legs working quickly as he waddles off again.
My wings are wrinkled, my nose peircing pulled and my poor legs nearly buckling beneath the weight of the obese wriggler on my back. He's been clinging to it non-stop, which, while it is familiar -causing small spurts of nostalgia from my last grub- is also painfully annoying.
A ParentA ParentA Parent3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
This day and age, there are a lot more young parents around, me being one of them. It's not an easy thing to do in the least; being a parent. No matter what age or race you are the role of a mother or father is a tough one. Money, living situations, food and so on; there is so much to make sure you have around for your family and little one. No matter how strong you are or pretend to be, it will get to you. I know from personal experience and seeing it with others as well.
Your heart, mind and body can only take so much; even with your supporting loved ones. But you know one thing? Granted the job of a parent is the hardest job in the world, it's also the best job in the world. And for myself, I wouldn't change a thing about it. I love my son with all my heart and soul. No matter the good or bad he chooses to do in the future of his life- I will always love him.
I would want to say right now that I'm prepared for it all but no one can ever be prepared for
Tales of the Future ch 1Avatar: The Last AirbenderTales of the Future ch 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Tales of the Future ch. 1
It had been 5 years since the end of the century long war. Peace had
come out of the depths of shadows and shown itself again after the
long wait of violence and agony. The Avatar had restored balance to
the world. The Air Nomad temples had begun restoration, along with
the Southern Water Tribe. Everything the Fire Nation had upset was
being repaired, and things were gradually going back to normal.
"I'm sorry Sokka, but I have duties to fulfill in my own country.
I wish I could stay, but I must return to Kyoshi Island."
Sokka couldn't believe it. Suki had been with him for over 5 years.
How could she just up and leave him like that? He.... loved her. "Suki,
please don't do this. We've been through so much together. There has
to be something you
Memories.Long ago, the sea was green. The waves crashed against the shores of long forgotten coasts. Not like now. The skies were once blue, would you believe? And the rained, well it didn't burn as it does now. The sun once shown proudly, and the clouds were not so thick.Memories.2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
But that was before it happened, the Great Change. One could walk out without the support of some machine spirit, we were once creature of flesh and blood. Long ago. I can remember it, child. The look of the stars on a cloudless night, the way children used to chase after the fleeting lights of fireflies. What is a firefly? In days past even more than those, they thought them faeries, pixies.
*Light coughing.* I remember the faces of my family, the way their hair looked, the way the smiled and their eyes twinkled with joy. I remember the sadness, something only someone at the end now can feel, and I remember laughter and anger and fear. I remember days filled with brilliant shimmering sunlight and days greyed with wonderfully
The Dusk Dragons: Chapter 2The Dusk Dragons: Chapter 23 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Chapter 2: The Hands of Death
Link jumped to the left as another purple plumage hurled down from the black thundercloud marking another crater next to him and Groose. The two raced toward the small outpost stationed at below the cloud, making care that the poisonous mortars didn't as so as touch them. The ground beneath their feet began to turn into a thick, slimy layer of goop that was a mix between rotting flesh and plants. Of course Groose was the one to make a side comment.
"Ugh! What's this mess we're running in, looks like somebody had some stomach problems." Yes, Link had to agree, Groose's lack of humor was unfailing, even in the dampest of situations. There wasn't any time to laugh, however, the forest was at stake, and the Kikwis trusted them to protect it at any cost.
Eventually they were deep enough to reach the outskirt
Innocence (73)Tired of mumbling when they mention your name-Innocence (73)2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Desperate, longing, to simply be sane.
Want to be free, to dance with the wind
No longer thinking what we had was sin.
Used to be open, carefree and young
Long before we knew how love truly stung.
Now so broken with patches and scars,
Thinking this plan has never been ours.
Sure there's a reason for every small tear,
But gratitude is something you will not find here.
Give it some time, let memories build up
Don't think about all the days now corrupt.
Oh to be innocent like I once was,
To answer my questions with words like "Because"
Without having to worry about things in the past...
Not really wondering how long we would last.
HandsHands1 year ago in Short Stories More Like This
Summary: Katara and Aang try to help Sokka with his career as an artist.
Note: Don't read to much into Aang's art lesson. I pulled that from nowhere.
A/N:These are a result of my tumblr. "Perfected" versions (and by that I mean the italicized words, better spacing's are on there originally, if you wanna give it a look see.
It was always nice to have some quality time together, just Aang and Katara. Their daily meditation and stretches was relaxing and a tad bit romantic, just the two of them, warm sunlight, comfy swimming clothes-
"Guys! Come quick!" Sokka's cry belted through their home, alerting the duo from their ritualistic aerobics.
"What is it?!"
Aang and Katara skidded into his room, fighting forms at the ready to find Sokka on his knees, holding up a large piece of parchment stained in prominent yellow, orange, and blue ink.
"I did it! I've finished my newest masterpiece!"
"You nearly gave us a heart attack!"
Sokka blinked, "...You two s
Frozen MemoriesFrozen Memories10 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Erase my memory, let me forget
Our dream I deeply regret.
I think of you, fall to the ground,
Knowing I lost the love we found.
It's all my fault, I know that's true,
I'm to blame for what happened to you.
It's not a punishment, setting me free
Our dream wasn't meant to be.
I was happy with you, happy we met,
But now it's just one big regret.
If you ever loved me, set me free
From the nightmare that came to be.
Please. You know it's better this way,
Letting our memories fade away.
We were doomed from the start,
So from the pain let us part.
It'll be better if we forget,
Better if we'd never met.
He is right, I now know,
So please just let me go.
I'm sorry, never meant to
Cause so much pain for you.
I couldn't protect you, and I see,
We were never meant to be.
I'm sorry it ended this way,
But please take it away.
Don't worry, it'll be okay
After I take your memory away.
I am going to set you free,
You'll no longer think of me.
Thanks for the past you'll forget,
Easy to break...I seem hard toEasy to break...2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to tear down
seems so hard
to break me,
it's too easy,
I'm already broken,
so a little more...
what would that do?
nothing? that's what
it would push
me over, shatter me
it's too easy
to break me apart,
it seems as if
it would be so hard
but it's been done
it's so easy to break
yet so hard to fix.
the shattered pieces,
a piece at a time...
it's so easy to
break a person
to tears, to the limit,
so why should I
be any different?
yes, it seems hard,
but it's easy
grab your taunts
throw them my way,
shatter my dreams,
and I'll bleed,
it seems so hard
but really to break
a person down,
is all too easy...
An Ode to the DreamerAn ode to the dreamer,An Ode to the Dreamer2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
who gave up the dream
I salute you
Don't worry, I understand
You see; I did it as well
So here's to the accountant,
who wanted to play basketball
An ode to the CEO,
who is really a dancer
Here's to the farmer,
who should have been on Broadway
Here's to you
Because I know
That when you gave it up
When you surrendered
You had your fingers
crossed behind your back