Heart of the Warrior - Chap. 1Heart of the Warrior - Chap. 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The two figures moved among the shadows of the night, seen by none but the moon and the stars.
The taller one led, silently picking his way through the trees, looking for the best place to see, yet not be seen. The shorter one followed, barefoot, waiting for his signal.
The leader put his back against a tree and gave a soft whistle to the other. She crouched low, almost crawling to meet him. He looked over his shoulder into the clearing beyond. There was a small group of men there, quietly mulling around a cluster of tents. They all seemed to be settling down for the night.
How many? he whispered to her.
She tapped her foot on the ground twice. Thirteen.
He nodded. Hardly seems fair, does it?
When is it ever fair? she asked, grinning. So whats the plan, plan guy?
He was silent for a moment. Zukos troops should b
The Shipping WarThe Shipping WarThe Shipping War5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
A Parody of "A Visit from Saint Nicholas" by Light-Eco-Sage
'Twas the night before the Finale, when all through the house
Not an Avatard was stirring, not even their spouse;
Their alarms were set for the Final Battle,
Their families would soon have enough of their prattle;
The shippers were nestled all snug in their beds,
While visions of coupling danced in their heads;
Other Avatards slept, but some would not give in
The Shipping War continued, as it always had been.
These shippers, so dedicated to their couple,
They yelled to other shippers "They're an un-couple!"
They haunted the internet, flooded fan-sites
They uploaded millions and millions of bytes
And finally, the day came, the Finale!
Perhaps the show could mend the Shipper's valley.
But, no, it only seems to get so much worse
"No! How could Bryke do this?" some Shippers would curse
The show was over now, Kataang had won
But the Shipping War had only just begun
Kataangers had canon, and cuteness, and fluff
Boleska: Facing the FactsIt hit her at a pro-bending match, of all places. Surrounded by thousands of complete strangers (the vast majority of them buffoons), disregarding the reek of sweat that filled the arena, and making absolutely no effort to feign even the slightest interest in the action in the ring, the princess of the Northern Water Tribe experienced an epiphany.Boleska: Facing the Facts2 years ago in Romance More Like This
The truth was that Eska did not and had never had any particular use for people. She was more or less unconcerned with them. People reached out to others for companionship, for affection and love, or to gain something material they could not get otherwise. Eska lacked none of these things. She had Desna, her other half, her me-not-me, and they were complete in and of themselves. Why should she- why should they- bother with anyone else? Their material needs were provided for, and even if they were to find themselves bereft of the comforts with which they had been surrounded, they were extremely capable in their own right and would not l
A Kataang Story Chapter 1Aang was practicing his firebending with Zuko at the Western Air Temple. He was only half-listening to what Zuko was saying to him. He had never gotten over what had happened during the invasion .. and not just the part where he let everyone down.A Kataang Story Chapter 17 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
How could I have kissed her? he thought almost every minute of every day. With no explanation. Just What if I dont come back? And then I flew away. Wow, Aang, how stupid can you get? He was lost in his thoughts and barely noticed when Katara came up to him. She motioned to Zuko that it would only be a second.
Aang, when youre done with your . training could you come to my room? I only need to see you for a minute.
Uh . S-sure K-katara .. Aang stammered. Katara smiled and walked away.
The rest of firebending practice was all a blur. Zuko noticed that Aang wasnt paying attention and dismissed class early. He had better things to do, anyway.
Aang walked a
Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Chapter 9-Bao sat by himself, trying to get some kindling to spark. He had always been kind of a loner. He was the only child born of his parents. His father died defending his country from the Fire Nation. His mother passed shortly after, of a broken heart, they say. Thus Bao spent much of his childhood in an orphanage. There he learned to be tough and defend himself because no one else would.Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Chapter 9-2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
When he was old enough, he joined the army. All the older folks around him spoke of his father’s bravery in battle, sacrificing his life to save hundreds of others. He wanted to carry on that legacy of greatness. So he fought until the war ended. Before, he and the world had been shattered. But after the war, when the world was put back together and even began to prosper, Bao did not receive his share of prosperity. He couldn’t find a job. All he knew how to do was fight, and no one needed a fighter during peacetime. He was jobless. He turned to crime to keep from starving.
He hooked up with G
LoK: Twas the Night Before Winter SolsticeA Visit From St. VarrickLoK: Twas the Night Before Winter Solstice2 years ago in Humor More Like This
Twas the night before Solstice, and throughout the whole city
Not an Equalist stirred—it was really a pity
For Korra was bored from all the inaction
She’d been missing her fights with the civil rights faction.
But the airbender kids were all snug in their beds,
While visions of Solstice gifts danced in their heads.
And with Pema asleep, and Tenzin in meditation,
There seemed to be nothing worth Korra’s anticipation.
But then from the sky there was heard a great bang,
That seemed to come out o’er the statue of Aang.
Korra scanned up above for the source of the sound,
And hoped to see fighter planes flying around.
Korra saw the full moon, the big shiny ol’ rock,
And wondered what happened to poor Noatak.
When she spotted a man, to whom a girl clinged,
And who shouted out loud “Zhu Li, now! Do the thing!”
As his mechanical wings spread outward so quick,
She knew in a moment it must be Varrick.
More rapid than bison his gli
Practice: TokkaDespite the fact that he had lived his entire life in the South Pole, Sokka's favourite time of year was summer in the Earth Kingdom. There was something about the air during the summer in the outskirts of Ba Sing Se. Not too hot, and the breeze was refreshing and cooling without bringing a chill with it. The war had been over for seven years and peace was the norm. Sure, there were the occasional rebel uprisings that had to be quelled, but for the most part, his life was good.Practice: Tokka4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
On that particular afternoon in late summer, Sokka sat in the grass, leaning back on his elbows, watching the few clouds in the sky. His wife of less than a year, Toph, lay beside him, staring at nothing, as per usual. Aang and Katara were nearby, acting like newlyweds, also as usual. Their two-year-old son ran through the meadow, pretending to fly like his father.
Sokka sat up straight. "Yes, Tenzin?"
Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Chapter 7-Month 5Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Chapter 7-2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The warm cup between Toph’s hands was a soothing contrast to the brisk nearly-winter air around them. The sounds of the busy tea shop hummed, music to her ears. Sokka sat in front of her, studying his maps closely. The silence between them was familiar, cordial, peaceful. Toph almost hesitated to break it.
“I kind of expected you to already have a plan,” she said, then took a sip of her tea, the drink seeming to warm her entire being.
Sokka continued to glare at his maps. “Well I knew whatever plans we made would have to change once we got here.”
She rested her hand on her belly and leaned back in her chair. “What do you mean by that?”
Sokka looked up at Toph, who had one eyebrow raised. “I just didn’t know how he was going to react.” He paused while Toph’s suspicion subsided. “I think we should just go back the way we came,” he said, suddenly coming to a conclusion. “I want to avoid the
A Kataang Fanfiction: The BeginningPROLOGUEA Kataang Fanfiction: The Beginning5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
I am familiar with Death.
I know of his hands, cold and clammy.
I know of his breath, icy and rattling.
I know of his heart, dead and merciless.
I know that his favorite environment is that of a war-ridden world, one infected with hatred and murder.
However . . . Death can never conquer his mortal enemy, no matter his efforts.
His enemy . . . is love.
This is our story.
CHAPTER ONE: ARROW
It was a rather lazy day. Rain poured outside, and the Gaang was stuck inside for the time being.
Sokka was polishing his new sword, strong arms delicately swabbing the glistening blade. Though his face showed the utmost concentration, he was hardly into it.
Toph was half-heartedly picking at her toes, occasionally stopping to scratch an armpit or insert a smelly finger up her nose. Occasionally, she sighed in an exasperated way.
Aang, exhausted from keeping up with firebender rebellions, was nodding off at the table, mouth
The ReunionThe ReunionThe Reunion5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Rated: Teen for romance. Kataang.
Summary: Katara stared in shock at the still body lying on the cushion. No he can't be (Not as serious as it sounds XD)
Disclaimer: "Avatar: The Last Airbender" is owned by Bryke, not me. If I did own Avatar, the show would have a sequel, and it definitely wouldn't be aired on Nickelodeon. LOL
LES: This story is not as serious as the summary makes it sound. Takes place during the Finale, immediately after the Firelord's defeat.
It happened as Suki loaded the now-harmless Firelord into one of the few Airships that hadn't been destroyed thanks to Sokka's Airship Slice attack.
The full enormity of the situation hit Aang at once. It was over. The war was over! The war had lasted one hundred years, and it made its presence known during Aang's every waking moment (and many of his sleeping moments) for almost a year; but with Ozai's defeat the world was at peace.
He suddenly realized how tired he was. It wa
Book Four: Air - Chapter SevenBook Four: Air - Chapter Seven5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Suki put another log on the campfire and checked the bubbling pot of rice porridge. She added a few berries to sweeten the meal and tried to think of something to say to her sullen companion.
"When I was a little girl, my mother used to make jook for me when I was feeling bad."
Toph flicked a stone and sent it bouncing off into the forest, startling Hawky from his perch. "I've only had jook at funerals."
Suki frowned and spooned some of the porridge into a bowl to let it cool. The two of them had been dancing around a conversation they both knew was coming but Suki was in no hurry to get down to it.
"Well, I guess I'll go check up on him." Suki rose to her feet but Toph stopped her.
"I'll do it." Toph took the bowl and held out her hand for the spoon. "You've already done enough."
Suki relinquished the spoon and sat back down, feeling strange and empty inside. It might have made more sense for the one of them
Book Four: Air - Chapter EightBook Four: Air - Chapter Eight5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Appa let out a low grunt of exhaustion and Suki gave him a comforting pat, keeping one hand on his reins. "We're almost there, Appa. You're doing great."
The ocean stretched on around them for miles as far as the eye could see, but Suki had Sokka's maps and Katara's aerial knowledge of the Fire Nation to guide them. Hawky flew at Appa's side, occasionally giving cries of encouragement to the sky bison.
Suki watched the messenger hawk take a dive toward the ocean and she turned back to look at the waterbender. "How much farther do you think it is? Appa's getting tired."
Katara's face was lit with the soft glow of her waterbending as she passed a hand over her brother's bandaged chest. Sokka, for his part, was sound asleep and had been for most of the trip. He claimed he was merely conserving his energy for the fight ahead, but the girls weren't fooled. The healing sessions were taking a l
Ozai: Prince of LoveOzai: Prince of LoveOzai: Prince of Love4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Just because it was a foregone conclusion, that didn't mean that Ozai couldn't still glorify in his victory.
A month after he turned sixteen, Ozai was told by his mother, the Lady Ilah, that he had been betrothed to Ursa of Yukuefumei. It was explained that the marriage was significant for various reasons, both political and personal. The Outer Islands had, over the course of the War with the Earth Kingdom, drifted into a kind of sovereignty, with some of the more obscure islands no longer even bothering to send tax tributes to the Fire Lord. Yukuefumei was a cultural leader amongst the Outers, even boasting a Noble presence in its denizens, and by joining a prominent member to the Royal Family, was declaring allegiance to the Fire Lord and reminding the other islands of their true loyalty. This, it was explained to Ozai, was his father's canny and subtle way of reestablishing control over the Outers, without wasting any resources that could better be applie
His GirlsIt had been all of three hours since Asami had given birth to Michima. The process had been long - a little too long, considering she was already two weeks passed her due date - and exhausting, but both mother and child made it through the delivery smoothly. Bolin hadn’t been present for the delivery, as he had gotten himself kicked out of the room for getting in the doctor’s way too much, but as soon as he heard his daughter cry, he bolted into the room faster than Pabu when someone drops food on the floor. He nearly got himself kicked out again for that, but it was worth it to see his daughter in his wife’s arms for the first time.His Girls3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Now that Michima was finally here, there was finally at least a little time to relax. Asami was asleep in her hospital bed, tired after the long hours of labor and delivery, and in the chair next to her, Bolin was focused on the baby girl that was fast asleep in his arms.
“You’re going to love our house,” Bolin quietly t
PokeKorra wanted to be alone. She couldn't meditate because whenever she did Avatar Aang either chided her for not getting airbending soon enough or asked her to tell Tenzin something for him or tried to suggest other ways to try to quell the anti-bender rebellion peacefully. Whenever he said that she wanted to scream at him that if it hadn't worked when he was alive it wouldn't work now.Poke4 years ago in Humor More Like This
She was pretty sure Bolin knew that she was in a mood and wanted to be alone. Spirits she'd seen Mako go into a "mood" at times and Bolin would just brush it off as Mako being Mako and it was probably a firebender thing. Bolin joked that you knew when it was going to rain based on Mako's mood: grumpy was just cloudy, broody and silent meant rain.
Head in her hand sitting a far away from camp as possible while still in sight Korra contemplated what to do next. Since punching her past life wasn't an option she had to come up with a way to make Aang happ
Burnt Kisses - Makorra versionBurnt Kisses (Makorra version)Burnt Kisses - Makorra version3 years ago in Emotional More Like This
"Where do you keep the tea bags?" Korra asked the older Firebender, pulling open a cupboard of the small attic kitchen, looking for the items in question.
"Next one over," he instructed her, watching the kettle closely. Korra opened the cupboard next to the one she had been previously searching and saw a few bags sitting in a glass jar, and reached inside for one. Inspecting it, she decided she'd like it well enough before shutting the cupboard door and placing said bag on the counter. Walking over to Mako, she bumped hips with him and gave him a smirk when he looked at her.
She stood beside him, and he knocked against her side, too. Korra smiled at him again, and then the kettle began to scream, signalling that it was ready to be removed. Mako took the contraption off the burner and poured the steaming water into a teapot beside him, and Korra grabbed the tea bag and placed it inside it before they relocated to the small table in the center of the ro
Waiting“What does the test say?” Mako asked, “Positive or negative?”Waiting2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
“I…” Korra said, squinting at the thin plastic stick, “I don’t know. It’s too light.”
“What? Let me see.”
Korra handed her pregnancy test over to him, but he had no more luck figuring it out than she did. The box said that a pink plus or minus sign would appear after ten minutes, but unlike the image on the box, the pink was barely visible against the white background.
“I… think it’s a plus? Oh, no wait, it’s…” He squinted some more at the test. “I don’t know either.”
Mako set the test down on the bathroom counter. They hadn’t been trying to have a baby, but they hadn’t exactly tried to prevent it either. It was only an hour ago that Korra told him her period was late, and he went and got the test for her right away. He wanted to believe h
The ChosenThe ChosenThe Chosen5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
The first time through, he allied with his brother.
Ozai hadn't always known he was destined for greatness. He had always thought well of himself, as befitted royalty, but with role models like his father and older brother running around, who wouldn't feel a little healthy inadequacy? Still, that all changed when Ozai was fifteen, on the day he first harnessed the power of lightning-bending. He was younger than both Iroh and Fire Lord Azulon had been, the first time he'd done it, and that realization gave Ozai an inkling that he might just be better than everyone else after all.
He dedicated himself to his training, both physically and mentally. He learned the ways of the court and the battlefield, of alliances and death duels. Always, he worked on his lightning. By the time his brother Iroh returned from Ba Sing Se, Ozai could generate the 'cold fire' faster than anyone alive (or even dead, in father's case). The price of that mastery was a certain sense of de
Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Prologue-Month 2Tokka- A Mother's Journey -Prologue-3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Toph held her bangs out of the way as she retched again. This had been occurring for a while now, but she refused to notify anyone of her illness. She was the chief of police, and therefore had a responsibility to put her own needs aside for the sake of the city.
Annoyance burned through her veins when she heard a knock on her door. Ignoring the unease that still resided in her stomach, she made her way to the front of her modest dwelling. When she opened the door, Katara was smiling at her. The waterbending master stroked her protruding abdomen.
"Hey, Toph. Going to the council meeting today?"
"Yup. I was just getting ready." Another wave of nausea flooded her consciousness. "Excuse me a minute."
Katara frowned as her friend rushed down a hallway and out of sight. Her concern grew when she heard Toph vomiting in the other room. She entered Toph's home and joined her in the bathroom just as she was washing off her face.
"Are you okay, Toph? Maybe you shouldn't go to the
Tokka: First KissTokka: First KissTokka: First Kiss5 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
"You look lovely tonight."
Though her eyes were closed, Toph lay awake on a blanket of soft grass. It was a warm night, so she hadn't bothered to raise her stone tent. Sokka slept a few feet away from her, to the left. On the other side of him were Katara and then Aang. She could tell by their heart beats that they were all asleep. So then, who was he talking to?
There was a rustling sound and she felt him rolling towards her. Toph's heart leapt at the thought of sleeping so close to him. She held her breath when his arm flopped over her waist and pulled her closer. She knew that he was asleep and acting out of habit. She had felt him do this with Suki in the past but Suki was back in Kyoshi, they had dropped her off a few weeks ago.
She didn't care that he was mistaking her for his girlfriend, and eagerly snuggled against his chest - relishing
The Avatar StateThe Avatar State:The Avatar State3 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
Heart of the Warrior - Chap. 4Heart of the Warrior - Chap. 46 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Toph stood on the porch of her modest Upper Ring apartment, waiting for her escort.
It wasn't that she minded the waiting she was a master of it. And anything that kept her from the party that the Earth King was throwing in celebration of the three years of peace was welcome. She just hated waiting while she was wearing a dress.
She'd promised the Earth King she would at least attempt to look like the well-brought-up lady she was. The reasons were beyond her, though. Here she stood, greatest earthbender in the world, and a general on the Counsel of Five, and she was wearing a dress that barely allowed for movement, let alone any actual bending.
A light breeze blew, causing her wind chimes to move and sound. Toph smiled as she thought of the gift Aang had given her. It had been such a good birthday, everyone was having such a good time, until she had to go and ruin everything by
She pushed the thought
Tales of the Future ch 2Avatar: The Last AirbenderTales of the Future ch 24 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Tales of the Future ch. 2
Sokka sat looking out his window at the beautiful spring day. "I
have to tell her. She's my best friend, but she needs to know how I
feel," he thought to himself. He didn't know what it was, but something
about her had changed. He had never thought about her in that way
before. They were war buddies; they could take down anyone in their
path. They were a team. Now, somehow it was different.
Katara came into Sokka's room with a puzzled look on her face.
"Where's Toph? I thought she was here, but I can't find her anywhere."
Sokka quickly snapped himself out of his thoughts, blushing
slightly. "Oh... uhh I thought she went outside to take a walk in the woods.
At least, that's what I heard."
"You're probably right. I shouldn't have been worried anyway.
Toph can hold her own against anyone."
"Yeah. Well I'm going to go find her. I need to uhhh... talk
to her about... something." Sokka walked quickly past Katara, but not
before she caught
SacrificeMAJOR SPOILERS FOR EPISODE 10Sacrifice3 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
"I won't tell you anything, you monster!" She had said those words with utmost confidence, though it only masked the apprehension swirling inside her.
"Very well," replied the man, unfazed by her response.
She had very well known the consequences of saving Tenzin and his family, and therefore the airbending race. Now faced with those consequences, reality struck her with an iron fist.
She had decided to be strong, and to surrender with honor. She focused her eyes on the rain-spattered ground as a shadowy figure leisurely moved behind her. A pain worse than a thousand knife wounds stabbed her chest.
These were her last moments as a bender.
Holding her chin high, she remembered her mother, how she had so heavily relied on her earthbending to live every day. The earth provided what her eyes could not. Bending to Lin was so much more than a fancy magic trick. It was what connected her to her mother, the earth, and her own spirit.
She took a he