|A little manipulation I did. While I know it's not the best, I enjoyed putting it together and learned a great deal while working on it.|
ZKW-SootheShe was miserable. Not only was she pregnant, but it was wicked hot in the Fire Nation, which made it even more uncomfortable. Of course she knew it was always hot in the Fire Nation and of course she had been pregnant before, but the difference was that she was in the Southern Water Tribe during that pregnancy and not in the Fire Nation. During summer time. In the middle of a heat wave.ZKW-Soothe by paintedbluerose
“Ugh, how do these people do it Zuko? How can these women stand this heat?” Katara sighed. She rested in her bed, in the dark, with no clothes on, yet she was still sweating. She was still in the beginning few months of pregnancy and if this was how uncomfortable it was already, how would she be later on when she had more weight with her?
“We’re used to it. We grew up with the heat and that’s all we know. Plus, we’re firebenders. That means more heat to us. Everything is always hot.”
“You might be used to it, but I’m not. Being pregnant doesn’
ZKW-BoundAs hard as she tried, she couldn’t break free. Her arms and legs were tied tight and no matter how she moved, they wouldn’t budge. She couldn’t even bend. She was stuck and she couldn’t call for help since her mouth was gagged. All she could do was wait for him to come back and find out what he would do to her. She didn’t have to wait long as the door opened and her capturer stood in the doorway.ZKW-Bound by paintedbluerose
“Don’t bother trying to break free,” he said as he walked towards her.
She tried to be strong and brave, but the truth was, she was terrified. The important thing was to not show her fear. She held her head high, to show his words didn’t mean a thing to her.
“Trying to be strong won’t work here.” He grabbed her chin. “You’ll break down and give me exactly what I want.”
She was powerless against him as he ripped her clothes off of her. She had to admit it was hard to stay strong when she was exposed and he
ZKW-GravityUnder any other circumstances, she would have been happy to visit the Water Tribe. But this wasn’t one of those times. Even though she had visited not long before – less than a year – things had changed dramatically. Her family was smaller than it was before.ZKW-Gravity by paintedbluerose
She still couldn’t believe it. When she was here last, he seemed so strong, so healthy. If it was as bad as it was, he should have asked for help. She could have helped him. She could have healed him. Instead he was stubborn and didn’t want help.
Though she was a mess, she was glad Zuko was there with her. He kept her calm and levelheaded – as much as possible.
“Katara, I’m sorry for what happened,” he said, wrapping his arms around her.
“It’s not your fault Zuko.” She shook her head. “I still can’t believe he’s gone. It seemed like he would be the last of us to die, not the first.”
“Katara, I understand if you want to stay longer
ZKW-VoicesShe wasn’t sure of many things as of late. One of the things she started to worry about was the decision to visit family without Zuko. He was her family now too, and it was a spur of a moment decision to take the trip to the Southern Water Tribe, and Fire Lords have responsibilities to do, but that didn’t mean she didn’t miss him. It was just supposed to be a short visit, however, things were taking longer than normal. And now, it was getting to the point to where Katara couldn’t travel safely.ZKW-Voices by paintedbluerose
She wished she told him before she left. Then again, she wasn’t entirely sure herself and she was iffy about what he would say. Now, there was no choice in the matter. Besides, he had to expect his line to continue somehow.
She wanted to see his reaction when he heard the news, not saw it.
He couldn’t sleep. He would constantly wake up in the middle of the night, longing for her. He’d reach out, expecting her to be there, but there was nothing. A few
ZKW-EuphoriaThe moment he woke up, he could feel something different. He felt different. Before he opened his eyes, he knew exactly what that difference was. It was the person lying next to him.ZKW-Euphoria by paintedbluerose
Katara. The moon to his sun.
It was times like this, he didn’t mind waking up with the sun if it meant he could watch her. Seeing the way she breathed, the way she slept, the way she smiled. He had to touch her to make sure she was real and not a dream he wished was true.
His hand ran up her body and he noticed she started to smile. “Are you always going to wake up this early like this Zuko?” she asked, her eyes still closed.
“I just can’t believe that you’re here with me. It seems so unreal to me that I have to touch you to make sure that I’m not dreaming.”
“Trust me, you’re not dreaming,” she said, kissing him. “As far as wanting to touch me, I can think of a few ways for you to do that that both of us can enjoy.”
ZKW-CalorKatara hated the Fire Nation – even more in summer. It was too hot and stuffy and there was nothing around to cool the heat. Once in a while she would find a water source, but she had to be careful bending and she usually had to cool it as well. Which made more work and her more hot and tired. What frustrated her more was that the Fire Nation people seemed to enjoy the heat. They wore long, heavy clothes and smiled all the time as if the heat wasn’t there.ZKW-Calor by paintedbluerose
At least Sokka and Zuko managed to find a cool spot to relax that had a relaxing spring nearby. Katara felt that she could spend some time waterbending and cool off. She was so focused, everything else disappeared. She also didn’t hear anyone come up behind her either. It wasn’t until she turned around midmove that she noticed Zuko standing there watching her.
“Did you need something?” Katara asked, dropping the water instead of finishing her move.
“No, I was just looking for a place to pract
|These are just things that have peaked my interest lately. Fanfics from Avatar: the last Airbender, Poems on occasion, stamps when inspired, my own writing, photos, manipulations, and whatever else flows from my pen works.|
Cut - Short StoryCut - Short Story by Paola-Tosca
My fingers slide over the keyboard. Sweaty and shaking. I see how my blood leaves a slippery trail from the "d" to the "i". It hurts, but I bite my lip and resist the urge to scream. I have to send this mail. It's the last thing I have to do before I'll leave. My index finger presses the "e" and I stop there for a second before my finger continues to end the sentence with a dot. Yes, I'm done.
With my other hand I reach for the mouse and with wet eyes I look at the button "send". It's blurred and I can barely read it. My hand starts to shake.
But you have to send it. You have to!
As I click, a sob escapes my mouth and another tear rolls down from my eye. The tear mingled with my mascara and turned black. I know look terrible. And I don't care, not anymore. I look at my metal chess set. The white king fell and lies there. Defeated. The black king stands beside him. Cold. Hard. No emotion. That's me. I killed myself. And I don't care.
You do care! You heard me? And y
Voices In The Wind, Ch: 1Chapter 1Voices In The Wind, Ch: 1 by Whispering-Waters
A wagon rattled over the road. King Jacob and Queen Marian admired the country side of their kingdom. Their young daughter, Princess Victoria was humming a melodic tune and was playing with her hair. The royal family was on a field trip, along with a half a dozen soldiers, riding next to the wagon.
I hate this heat, muttered King Jacob to his wife. The Queen agreed and watched her daughter. Princess Victoria looked rather bored. She preferred life in the castle. It was much calmer and she could do as she pleased. Here, on the wagon she had to stay put and wave at landlords and ignore the workers.
Wow, said Princess Victoria, looking at something hiding in the tall grass. It was a cat. The most beautiful cat the Princess had ever seen. It had deep green eyes, like the fresh grass in spring. The cats coat was autumn-colored, all possible shades of ginger almost red at some places while grey and white in others with black stripes
21 DaysI never wanted love to find me21 Days by fickle-writing
But the predator it is
Tracked me down
Knocked me down
Stole my breath away
Sunk its teeth into my heart
And continues to suck my soul dry
But I do nothing to stop it
Maybe even welcome this small death
This cancerous love is killing me
It steals my sleep
And brings me nothing but pain
Youll be the death of me
And I dont care
I think I should hate you a little bit
Thats all it took to break me
Are you swollen with pride on some level
That youve done what none other could?
My strength is reserved for you alone
And I give it out as freely
As I do my heart
Since I need neither without you
Free will relinquished with a smile
And a thousand tears
I have to answer
DestinyJun reined Nyla to a stop and turned in her saddle to watch the Avatars sky bison land beside her.Destiny by fancifulfreelancer
Why are we stopping? Zuko demanded. Were still a long way from Ba Sing Se.
Nyla needs to rest, Jun said, reaching out and scratching Nylas head. Ill guess your bison does too. Theres a stream just beyond those trees. She could faintly hear the rushing stream over Nylas panting. She jumped down, feet hitting the ground with a soft thump, and led Nyla through the trees.
The stream was crystal clear, sparkling in the light from the sunrise. Nyla bent her head to drink, and Jun knelt down, cupping her hands together. The water was refreshingly cool. She splashed the water on her face, savored the feeling of the cold water on her skin for a moment, and then stood and pulled a cloth out of her saddlebag and wiped her face dry. She stuffed the red cloth back into the bag.
Nyla was still drinking deeply fro
IntoxicatedIntoxicated by Scarlettletters
The way you paint your mouth smug
and don't answer my questions
is more appealing after
my second gin and something
when the night throws up its hands
and feels like dancing.
I like how you smack me with words
and call me the names
you read in art magazines
and you like
how I trip over my tongue
when I catch you
lurking at my door
not wearing your shadow.
Second Nature- Part SeventeenAppa was gone. The world felt unreal, like the sky seen through deep water. Aang might as well have been sleepwalking. He was tired all the time, but he couldnt rest. He wasnt hungry. He didnt want to move. A small part in the back of his head kept yelling that Appa was missing, not dead, that he needed to get up and keep going and get him back, but it was a very small voice and he was so very tired. He wasnt sure if he believed it anyway. The world was an awfully big place, and they had only a general idea of where to start looking.Second Nature- Part Seventeen by lazyartisan
It felt like a piece had been ripped out of his soul, like he was slowly bleeding to death internally and no one could see it or do anything about it. They didnt understand. He loved his friends dearly but they didnt understand. Appa was all he had left. His oldest friend. His near constant companion since he was six years old. Appa wasnt a pet, or mere transportation. He was so much more than that an
ConfessionalMy thoughts of herConfessional by Scarlettletters
hush the candles,
make the confessional go dark
and the priest's breath ragged.
I can hear it
slide down his throat,
and under his habit
I can hear
his skin disapprove
and prickle the long black robe
in ways that make me blush.
details on my tongue
of how she felt
and the color of her hair
as if that intercourse of words
crushed up into the dark
will break me like salvation.
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|I critique literature. Short stories and such. If you need/want something critiqued, let me know.|
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Hi there! My name is Melissa Rose, but you can call me Mel, Melissa, Rose, or whatever else you want. I'm a writer and hope to be published one day. We'll see.
I love writing and critiquing. If you would like something critiqued, let me know. I'll help out what I can. But to warn you: I am honest and sometimes harsh. I'm not going to hold your hand.
I also do a little photomanipulations and make some stamps as well. I love taking photos as well, but not too many of those make it here. I love writing the most though. I started here on dA with fan fiction for a show "Avatar: the Last Airbender". For the most part, I thought I stopped it. Then, "Legend of Korra" was announced and well, I'm back a bit to writing it again. Thankfully, I also write other things as well. I have my own stories here, short stories and small multi-chapters, as well as poems. I love poetry. Pretty much anything and everything. I draw a little, but it's not very good. Sorry.
I love to read and have a long list of books that I've read, but can't remember all of them. My bad. Thus the amazon review links: www.amazon.com/gp/pdp/profile/… It helps me out a ton! Also, if you want to get me anything on the wish list, that's always awesome. Just saying.
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For RoseHer gaze pierced through him like a knife, and he couldnt help but look away.
RoseWho knew I would find such a good friend in a random person I had never met in person?
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What is it that I do? I write (fan fiction, literature, poetry, etc), I do photomanipulations, I do stamps, and I take photos. I have done a few drawings, but not enough and I'm not that good at them. Please don't ask for those.
-Edit "I'm asking you"
-Edit Burned Alive
~More stories, poems and stamps in process.~
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