An Avatar Without Bending...An Avatar Without Bending...4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Benders aren't any better than us normal folk," the man said, spitting derisively at Korra's feet. She clenched her hands into fists.
"I know that," she said through locked teeth. She took a deep breath, then tried to settle her first ever Avatar dispute. "Benders and non-benders are a source of balance for the world. The spirituality um it does stuff. I suppose."
The crowd laughed in her face, and Tenzin sighed heavily.
"Okay, I could have done better," she snapped at him. "Look, I'm trying my best, alright?"
"Come back when you got a handle on that, honey," the man said, and they all laughed.
Korra turned on him and fell into her favorite waterbending stance. The crowd took a collective step back, and Korra gave the daring man a hard smile.
"Come on, if you're so tough," she sneered.
"Korra," Tenzin snapped. "Stop this."
"Trying," she replied, not taking her eyes off her new opponent. He hesitated, then shrugged.
"What's the use?" he asked. "You're going to freeze
In Love with an AddictSilicon lipsIn Love with an Addict4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Too thin hips
Breathes with pain
Mouthful of lies
Thank you for the liesI just wanted to thank youThank you for the lies4 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
For everything you put me through
I would never have learned what to do
had it not been for you
Thank you for your lies
They opened up my eyes
Thank you for false dreams
I learned to see past what it seems
Thank you for your checkered past
Which helped me see through others fast
Thank you for playing with my head
Showing me what to do instead
Thank you for your broken word
I learned to see false things as they're purred
Thank you for every kindness you didn't show
You taught me more than you will ever know
Thank you for the pain
I have learned from you disdain
Thank you for your lying soul
I learned from you and now I'm whole
Thank you for your angry tirades
Your shallow rants, show your memory fades
Thank you for running away
I'd not be the same were you to stay
Thank you for denying me
Because now I can really see
All the love in front of me
An Evening VisitAn Evening Visit4 years ago in Romance More Like This
He should just go up and knock on the door. The idea repeated itself in his mind, as he stood hidden by the overgrown ivy that covered the benched trellis, his hands idly tearing apart fragile leaves in an attempt at distraction.
Even with the weekly reading lessons and the occasional quest, the awkwardness remained; an awkwardness that was his fault alone. Hawke had made every effort to remain close, the least he could do was try.
The sound of shuffling feet brought Fenris out of his thoughts as he shrank into the foliage to assess any danger. The streets, despite Hawke's attempts at clearing them out, were still not entirely safe, even in Hightown.
What he saw caused his insides to twist as a low growl emitted from his throat.
"Anders." He hissed under his breath as the mage neared.
Fenris watched with dismay as Bohdan let Anders inside the Hawke estate. Fenris immediately determined that Anders must be there to talk Ciaran into joining his futile cause once again, a mages
Eight KissesEight Kisses10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can call
it emptiness, breath, epithet, or oblivion
or love, or the thing we can't
touch, while in motion.
of your mouth in me like icemelt water,
like a creek,
Bi-CuriousBi-Curious11 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
You put pride in front of your pleasure
That doesn't sound fun at all
We'll see how far your values go
When I have you against the wall
You've blinded yourself from ecstasy
But I will make you see
So come get bi-curious with me
You say black and white is what you're based on
But I know you've a deeper hue
You're accustomed to the common ritual
But I can show you something new
I'll show you a variation
Of your classic "birds and bees"
If you come get bi-curious with me
I know all the right spots to make you feel hot
I know just what to touch to set you aflame
I'm used to these tools, so forget all your rules
I'm quite good at playing this game
Now don't get me wrong if I come on too strong
I'm just trying to show you the way
Don't put on a fight; Just turn off the light
I'll lead you to happier days
You say that it's against nature
But honey, you'd best look around
We've been distancing ourselves for ages
Ever since we hit solid ground
The desire lies latent within you
The same goes for
FiniteI sometimes wish you were small—Finite2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
so small you could sail this little model ship
into the clouds and never have
to look at a bowl full of put-out cigarettes again,
or make those oh-so-obvious
black paper hearts that you tear
down the center only to
band-aid back together
when I assure you, once again,
that you’re not worthless.
Remember the license plate you had
on that old blue car—
the one that said DANCE?
I wish you’d do that again;
I wish you’d do it in the middle of that abandoned attic
with its weathered beams and emptiness
like we did as children, without shame
and without purpose.
You once said that everywhere you went
places looked desolate, as though the desolation
shadowed you, clinging to your heals,
encasing you like an egg you were
trying to break free of, your arm reaching
for the immensity of the sky—
for a butterfly of hope.
“I feel as big as the world.” You said this
one morning as you purposely spilled that cup
The Warrior and the ConvictTy Lee sighed. She'd been doing that a lot lately. When Zuko and Mai first arrived on Kyoshi Island, she had been estatic! She enjoyed showing her friends around and catching up on all the time she missed in the Fire Nation. It was just like old times and when the time came around to leave she happily volunteered to escort them back to the Fire Nation. The three of them had fun, but she couldn't help feeling like something was missing...well someone. She sighed again. "Azula."The Warrior and the Convict4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
She quickly turned around and gasped. It couldn't be. In the doorway stood Princess Azula. She was dressed in rags and her hair was shorter now, but those eyes. She couldn't mistake those eyes, burning with such intensity she felt as if she'd melt if she stared for too long. Azula seemed to know what she was thinking because she smirked and stepped forward.
That snapped her out of her daze and she quickly stepped back stammering. "B-but when did you? How did you?"
"It wasn't easy. Of cours
I once knew a girl.I once knew a girl.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I once knew a girl, who could have taken over the world.
Her eyes shined bright as day, her smile comforted all.
She was an immaculate beauty that all the world could see.
She didn't choose sides, she let the sides choose her
while secretly tampering with your heart
by tattooing her name on a tiny piece
just so you could be infected by her love too.
Most people break hearts, but she kept them mended
while letting others slightly break hers
as she gave them everything she ever had
just for them to keep their sanity.
This girl, oh this girl, I remember her so well.
She was one no one could let go of.
We all have enemies, and she did not.
The kid that everyone picked on, she took up for
until they too had as many friends as she.
Even in a world so cold,
she knew how to make you feel warm.
If she saw a bad life decision made,
instead of hiding her thoughts, she spoke up.
Spoke up with a slap in the face,
until you tossed and turned, yelled your heart out, and twisted around
True FriendsTrue friendsTrue Friends2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Are the ones who stay by your side
Even when you tell them to go away
Are the ones who lift you up
Even when they feel down
Are the ones you never need to apologize to
Even when you mess everything up
A true friend
Is what I need the most
To save me
StringsThe spattering of blood was almost simultaneous to the ungodly snapping sound and the sudden lurching back of his head. Oddly enough, the scream came a few moments later. Had he expected it to hurt? Maybe. Had he expected it to be so difficult? Not exactly. Had he expected himself to do it? Frankly, he wasn't sure what he'd expected.Strings7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
But it's never really about what you expect, is it?
He trembled, crouching over the bathroom tiles with one hand covering his mouth. In his other hand, there were but three slightly dripping strings leaving red marks on the floor. His body crumpled even more as he sunk to his knees and elbows. He hadn't expected the tears, either. But, then again, no one ever really does.
"Button?!" His mother emerged through the doorway shortly after she'd heard the sound. "What happened?! You're bleeding!!"
It was weird to hear her sound so panicked.
"Mom--!" His voice was muffled behind his stained palm. It was weird to hear HIMSELF sound so panicked...
She must have se
bambi eyesthe word pretty suited him rather than the word handsome.bambi eyes6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he was coffee-table sex and a fake smile.
youre naïve, he would say, but i like that about you.
(i never thought my naivety was a good thing
until he started telling me it was.)
he was sitting on his bed in a oversized sweater
and blue jeans.
he had one hand gliding up and down the neck of his guitar
while the other was strumming the strings.
last night i had a dream that you were happy again. i said.
he stopped playing and looked at me through his thick-rimmed glasses.
it sucks dreaming about things that will never happen, doesnt it?
yes. it does.
he is the boy who stopped cutting his hair
because change began to scare him.
his sungold skin turned grey
and his bambi-eyes rolled to the back of his skull.
thats when i started wearing black.
he was small in size but big in heart
and the cobblestone streets are starting to seem
empty without him.
A Defence of Violation ReportsIt is obvious that deviantART has rules. They are well outlined in the Terms of Service agreement and the Frequently Asked Questions, as well as being elaborated and clarified in the news articles released by administrators such as RealitySquared. It is also obvious that there are people who break these rules. This fact is made clear by the existence of a detailed and much refined system for allowing users to report submissions which violate policies, as well as for allowing the reporting of users and any actions besides inappropriate submissions. What is less obvious is that there are dedicated groups of community members who work to combat the systematic breaking of the rules, and that they frequently become targets of those users who break the rules and their supporters. The exact details of the accusations levelled at them by the rule breakers or breach supporters, as I shall refer to the aforementioned groups henceforth, are as varied as the arguments they get involved in. There aA Defence of Violation Reports6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
Listen, I have questionsListen, I have questionsListen, I have questions9 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Black as night, though all is white.
Impressions, deceptive and not quite…?
Disappointed and abandoned by his initial intentions.
Shouldn't I have known it was all hardened distention?
Leave me starving for promise, comforted by the bread, the wine.
Has this been mostly a waste of precious time?
Filling in each others empty spaces, so I thought…
But again am I off by several paces?
Patiently I waited for him to give me his name,
If he asked me now would I have anything to gain?
His cold and bitter resentment, giving me so much heat.
How can I bow down and act like daily obligations are some kind of treat?
This is going nowhere, has been all along.
Though many opinions, fear presides,
Is there someone out there to give me hope, a reason to be strong?
I'm not afraid of walking, because I know how to share.
Just… when I go, it's the only time that he cares?
Waiting, a fantasy, for a knight to come rescue.
Sparing pain to the babes…Is that all that keeps me in this
Let me be your poem.Let me melt the cold pain from your skin, transform into the sun and heat your hurt––so it evaporates into white clouds of hope that inspires the trees to sway.Let me be your poem.2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Let me touch you like the first story I've ever read in brail, after deciding to go deaf before letting another sound replace your voice.
Let me shatter every tiny ounce of doubt from your being, using the weight of my love for you–– to demolish it's once relevant place in your thoughts.
Let me carve holes in to the night sky, so you can see how my universe revolves solely around you, making the moon shine bright with jealousy.
Let me fly you to the nearest nebula, so we can finally be as high as this love makes me feel.
Let me drive you crazy like a mirage in a desolate desert, making you crave it so much you imagine it in front of you, dying for a taste.
Let me be the sun to warm you and you can be the rain to cool us down, and we can make the sky blush a million different colours.
Let me be the baseli
Bella, a Mary Sue? The testBella, a Mary Sue? The test6 years ago in Academic Essays More Like This
¿Bella is a Mary Sue?
Let´s test her....
Well, since I talked with some twitards and they say Bella is not a Mary Sue (in fact in the chat I said that Bella is Smeyer, because they din´t know the term by the way), I made this article to show she is in fact a Mary Sue.
Well, how I should start?
Because some people (a lot of my friends) don´t know whats a Mary Sue, I´ll start with the definition of the term:
"Mary Sue, sometimes shortened simply to Sue, is a pejorative term used to describe a fictional character who plays a major role in the plot and is particularly characterized by overly idealized and hackneyed mannerisms, lacking noteworthy flaws, and primarily functioning as wish-fulfillment fantasies for their authors or readers. Perhaps the single underlying feature of all characters described as Mary Sues is that they are too ostentatious for the audience's taste, or that the author seems to favor the character too highly. The author m
He's a vampire.Project N. shutting down repeat Project N. is shutting down repeat project He's a vampire.6 years ago in Horror More Like This
Damn it! He wasnt stable!
A young looking man in his late twenties exclaimed as the alarm sounded, slamming his hands down on the work surface under a giant screen that he and the other men around him were watching. The room was large and full of control panels, measuring apparatus and monitors all keeping track of Neil. The main screen that a few men in white coats were watching at the front of the room however, displayed nothing but static after Dontas crushed the camera on Neils collar. Even though they could no longer contact him the monitors showed his status, his condition being transmitted by the chip they had implanted in him when he was made. His lifelines were faint.
An older man agreed, his hair greying and his face grave as he turned to the rest of the men around him.
This experiment failed.
The other men a
Carpe DiemI have set those free, who I do not need,Carpe Diem7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
In order to get a tighter grasp on those I do.
I have gone down roads without destinations,
To accidentally stumble upon heaven, and bits of hell.
Miles of concrete gobbled up by underbellies of cold machines,
And at my lowest points, I have counted my blessings.
I am okay with loss now.
I am okay with picking up the pieces.
And I am definitely okay with trying.
Minutes and hours have passed where I have felt nothing but content inside this heart,
And in that,
I am okay with crossing out calendar days, which held moments of despair.
Because I have realized:
After the storms have passed, and the earth is busy dissolving the aftermath,
Darkness falls, and in the mean-time,
The sun will always peak over the horizon.
I will have a childs eyes, seeing everything for the first time,
And everything will be beautiful again.
didnt knowyou smiledidnt know8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
a careful hurt look
i was the one who held
who picked you up
when you crashed
you wiped my tears
you where there when I
feared the end was there.
you held me when my dad
left, i was there when
you let the blood pour.
when he left me, you where
the one who held me, when you
did not get into the college
you wanted i held you.
When they told you
that you are worthless,
I showed you your worth.
when you needed somewhere to go,
I opened my heart, i let you
in when i Could not let anyone
i felt things i can't tell you,
you started to meet my eyes,
to look at me, in a way you never
had. I began to wonder, you lie
next to me, breathing slowly.
move toward you, jerky and unsure,
lightly, slowly, lips to yours.
you jolt awake,press your lips to mine.
my eyes grow wide, a feeling in my
stomach, twisting, but honest,
trust this feeling, more true than
ever, though... should i? can i?
stare into me eyes. know this is
true. true enough. doubts pushed aside,
The Urban Definition: TwilightTwilightThe Urban Definition: Twilight7 years ago in Stories & Vignettes More Like This
A book series written by Stephenie Meyer that has captured the heart of gazillions of teenaged girls around the world. It is centered around the romance between Isabella Swan, the awkward new girl in school, and Edward Cullen, a gorgeous vampire. The worst book ever written, and a waste of time to read. Time is rather offended that people keep wasting it on such frivolous tripe. The writing is bad, clichéd, and makes absolutely no sense.
Considered the epitome of romance despite the pedophilia, abuse, and impregnation of a minor. That just screams sexy.
"Have you read Breaking Dawn?"
"Omg it is like the sexiest thing since sex!"
"YAH! Bella, like, gets pregnant! By her 107 year old reanimated corpse BF! It's so sweet!"
"Is the baby cute?"
"Yes! Well, once it's born. She's like the prettiest thing since pretty. But before that she like is so strong she almost kills Bella! That part was saaaad."
"But so sexy."
"Hot damn yeah!"
In Love with your Best FriendIn Love with your Best Friend10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Being in love with your best friend isn't a bad thing,
but it's not good either.
It's the love you become most familar with,
it's also the love that hurts the most.
Gay, bi, straight, it all doesn't matter,
but there should be a fourth sexuality
'cuz your best friend is a different gender entirely.
Gotta be with them all the time.
Gotta hang out with them day and night.
You look at them with love in your eyes,
and you get a friend in return.
You go out of your way to impress them,
and you get a friend in return.
This may all sound like an ordinary crush,
but it's not.
It's your best friend,
so keep this in mind while asking them out
to keep a teddy bear in handy
when you get your
"Lets just keep bein' friends"