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Skater!AmericaxReader Final"Will you stop pacing, you're making me dizzy."

"I can't help it."

"He made it to the top ten, you should be happy."

"I am Artie but what if he is just as nervous as I am?"

"I highly doubt that, Alfred has been in worst situations he can handle it."

Borra: Old Habits: Pt 3Borra: Old Habits: Pt 3
-BOLIN-
I tired to keep up with Asami's fast pace as she walked to the dorms on the island, "Honestly, Bolin! What the hell am I suppose to do?! I can't just not tell Iroh, what if he finds out anyways? But what if I do tell him and he doesn't understand that it meant NOTHING!" this was roughly the forth or fifth time she had asked me the question but this time she took a big enough pause that I had time to actually say something.
I grabbed her arm so she would stop and I walked in front of her, "You need to tell him. You were so upset when Mako didn't tell you about Korra, don't do that to someone else. If he

I'm Lost Without YouOh man. Oh spirits. Should this be taking this long? What if Amon dared to hurt her? Or took her bending.. That would kill her.. I couldn't bear for either to happen.. Wait what am I saying?! What if he hurt Mako! I begin to pace the small room, my nerves making me energetic. That's what a good and sensible little brother would be asking of himself. But ever since I first ran into her at the gym everything.. everything has just been beyond nuts! I stop pacing, suddenly, looking back to see Asami similarly wrapped up in thought. I also look down to see a rather concerned and lost Pabu. "Oh Pabu", I l

Legend of Korra: Shroud Part 2Nightmare

Damn the snow. Its lack of solidity and slipperiness slowed him down, prevented his feet from gaining traction on the ground to propel him forward at a faster rate. Mako gritted his teeth with frustration as he forced the frigid and tired muscles in his legs to run. Heavy footfalls stampeded behind him as Korra's family, Bolin, and Tenzin followed him, but he wouldn't slow down for them. He wanted to get to her first. He needed to get to Korra.

Naga's howls had disrupted his uncomfortable sleep. Something in the atmosphere had made the firebender uneasy throughout the Winter Solstice festival, but he ignored it for Korra's sake,

Artificial CapriceArtificial Caprice

Summary: Hot-headed Korra is the new girl in school as well as the latest attraction. Yet one boy seems completely unaffected. Mako, too busy with the stresses of his own life, could care less about her. Yet, somehow, she's still managing to turn his world inside out. And as his dangerous lifestyle begins to spiral out of control, only she may be able to save him. Makorra

A/N: I don't own anything affiliated with the Legend of Korra, this is simply a fan created piece of work. I will only post this once.

Chapter 1: Shallow Objectives

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Demon.Give me the essence of the night;
and the darkness of the lovely day.
For at my core I am a hunter of sorts;
a demon by nature, this soul erupts.
Shower me with your azure tears
as I lurk the corners of your tattered heart.
I sink my teeth in flawless flesh;
And the crimson sweetness just descends.
Forgive me, my love; for I took it all.
I devoured you entirely, exactly as you are.

Writer {story} Shit.

Not this again.

I glanced up at the large clock that hung so delicately over the entrance hallway. The time read a few minutes past midnight, and I was wide-awake. I had previously fallen asleep on the couch, but not anymore, apparently. My nerves were on edge, on fire once more, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Except write.

Slightly groggy, I stood up. I waited until the wave of unsteadiness passed before I took the first few steps out of the French-styled living room. Though the spacious area was decent enough to work in, it was not my preferred cup of tea for moments like these. During these moments, I preferred

WriterI like ivory-white, collared shirts--
short brown hair and natural skin.
I like spacious houses with grand, large pillars,
and open porches to pour a decent cup of tea.
I like writing novels and singing my poetry;
when no one sees the words flow free.
I like the view outside my azure window;
the verdant green blends delicately.
I like my dreams, my half-way goals--
My God, don't ever let me go.

Do You Remember?Do you remember
the smell of the crayons--
the uneven of the azure blue lines
as they danced across
the clearness of the page?

Do you remember--
Those cold, crisp nights
as we huddled close together
warming ourselves in the darkest of nights
by the strength of the burning fire?

And do you remember--
the sweetness of the hot cocoa,
the taste of it in the morning glare
as we stirred our gladdened hearts in it?

And the smiles we'd share,
the laughter in the silence of the air
as we watched the setting sun
and the rising rhythm that is so rare?

I pray you will always remember.

Demure.Even if I could not truly be,
the one you are looking for--
I turn the page, and vividly,
all is set in stone.

But only glance at me and you may see,
the gleam in this mahogany hair.
So forgive me for the endless miles,
but this fight is not my desire.

I would rather paint the skies above,
countless hues of azure blue.
Because the fire in my burning soul
shines in its most quiet of demures.

Goddess in the Glass {excerpt}"Hazel!" he hissed, grasping her by the shoulders. He looked back again, and seeing nothing, he shook her slightly. "What is it?! Are you ok?"

She gave a shriek of terror and pulled at his hand. "Can't you see it!?" she cried, clawing at his hand, leading him out of the pew and away from the back of the church. She grasped at his clothes as she leaned against his side to create a sort of barrier. "Can't you see it!?"

He looked down at her, extremely concerned. "What is it?!" Again, he repeated. "What is it? There's nothing there, Hazel!" he demanded. "There's nothing there, snap out of it!"

She just responded by giving another shriek.

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My name is Korra.

by ~AngelWingss07, Apr 9, 2012, 1:55:48 PM
Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

Deep-set, azure eyes.
Eyes with a past you could not know.
And even if you did you would think it—
indelible, impregnable, inevitable.

Eyes set in the most unlikely of faces,
Jetting out from a tanned, hard face.
This profile is tough, daunting,
the skin roughened and even virile.

With each stride I find trouble,
and in every breath there is a war.
But it makes no difference to me.
Come at me, if you even dare.

As I brush at the gleam in my mahogany hair—
I turn and I find a myriad of lives.
Lives well-spent, others at quite the loss.
But such a destiny is mine to write.

I am the Chosen One.
I fight for what I believe in.
And no matter the heat, no matter the struggle—
I will forever continue to fight.

My name is Korra.by ~AngelWingss07

Literature / Poetry / Narrative / Free Verse

Inspired by the new and upcoming sequel to Avatar: the Last Airbender...comes The Legend of Korra. I am so excited! I love Korra's fiery spirit, and so I wanted to capture that in my poem...I hope you like it C:

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~punker--rocker Jul 8, 2012 Hobbyist Digital Artist

For some reason it always surprises me when I find really good fan poetry, but this is great! Somehow you've really captured, like you call it, her fiery spirit, as well as her fearlessness and determination. The middle stanza is the best, I think. It's the most poetic.