|Deviant Login||Shop||Join deviantART for FREE||Take the Tour|
Temerate--Chapter 1He tried hard to shake the nightmare off, but the images wouldn’t stop haunting him.
He sat on the airship’s deck, watching Bolin and Asami play chess. Korra sat next to him, a worried look plastered across her face. Mako’s fever had subsided, but he had been quiet ever since it happened.
“Mako, please. Tell me what’s wrong.” Korra looked him in the eye, but he only did much as to look away. He closed his eyes, his fists balled up.
“Mako, please tell me. I’m here for you.” She smiled at him in a desperate attempt to finally make him speak.
The floorboards shook as Bolin stomped his foot on the ground. “Your move!” Asami gleefully cried, smiling at him in triumph.
“Mako, I’m begging you. Please—“He flinched as she tried to touch his face.
“How are you going to beat me now, huh?” Bolin snickered.
“Please.” She pleaded.
“Ha! It’s time for you
Temerate- Chapter two Welcome, Avatar!
The echo of a hundred voices greeted Korra and the others. All the guardsmen, clad in their red and maroon uniforms, bowed down in their honor.
“Gee. We weren’t expecting something this…big, but thanks—I guess.” Korra blushed, rubbing her nape with her free palm.
The four made their way off the platform and onto Firenation ground. General Iroh, who stood a few feet away, greeted them with a smile and an outstretched arm.
“It is an honor for the Avatar to accept our invitation” He shook her hand as a warm welcome.
“Thanks for having us here, Iroh! Wow, I never expected we’d have such a…um…rather grand entrance.”
“My mother and my grandfather wanted to pay homage to your bravery—So this is as grand as it gets.”
He led them to the dining hall, where many firenation nobles were gathered. Korra suddenly felt her palms sweat and her knees shake.
Temerate-Prologue Mako’s feet were beginning to fail him as he ran further away from the noise. “Help me, Mako—Please!” His mother’s voice felt like drills digging into his mind. The crackling flames would only get stronger with every step that he took. He started to cry as he evaded the sound of his parents’ agony—but no matter how far we would get, he could still hear them.
“HELP ME, MAKO!” his mother screamed once again, desperately trying to create a shield of soil over her and the toddler she was carrying.
“I don’t—I don’t know who that is!” he ran even further—his chest burning as his feet slowed him down.
He finally stopped running. He sat down and gave up, covering his ears as he heard the faint r
Cosmogyral--PrologueTo Korra- Urgent!!!
Meeting with ton ht beh d the p a! H rry p, Korra! u wil b th r and we w l br ks.
The paper turned brown over time. Korra tried to tape the edges so it wouldn't tear up easily. But no matter how hard she tried to preserve it, the ink would then fade and she could not read a single word. She couldn't even remember who sent it. All she knew was it had been ten years ever since she saw them.
And even ten years were enough to forget people who faded quickly.
After the fall of Amon, the thought reentered her mind when she found the aging letter under her old bedroom at her parents' hut in the south pole. She didn't mind at first, but she became curious. She needed to find who wro
ScarfMako woke up to his mother's footsteps; they were light, yet the sound elevated with every time he tried to close his eyes and go back to sleep. "Wake up, dear. We have to go", his mother said in a hushed, worried tone as she picked up his little brother, Bolin.
"Where are we going, mama?" Bolin yawned, stretching out his little arms. Mako stood up and put his slippers on, looking at his mother with the same confused face his brother also wore. "We have to leave the house. Mr. Han is kicking us out." She said, her voice shaking. In a flash, Mako took a satchel and stuffed his and Bolin's clothes inside. He could hear the landlord's voice angrily arguing with his father just outside their home. His mother swooped him up on the other arm, and hurriedly went to the door. And just like that, they were out of the house--Mr. Han cursing behind them.
"Where are we going to live now?" Bolin cried. Mako watched his mother wipe her own eyes, too. He looked at his father, who wore a stern face. "
Wedding Disaster Part TwoKorra woke up with a jolt and for a moment remembered nothing, until she realized, the walking and the lost feeling of muscle, people staring and murmuring she would have gladly explained that she was being blood bended if she had been able to speak but whoever had been bending her had gotten every ounce of blood in their control, including within her lips, it had pained her to see Mako forced onto the ground, unable to do the one thing he clearly wanted to do the rest of his life
She wiped the thought from her mind and thought how the hell she was going to get out of her, speaking of which where was she? She squinted as only a crack of light shone from a door, she found it odd that the room's only entry and exit was the door, their were no windows, the walls bare brown, but the place was still somehow vaguely familiar, she stood up, padding herself down, the silkiness of her mother's dress was no longer there, she looked down, she was back in her usual ensemble
Wedding Disaster Part OneKorra despised weddings, the only one she had managed to get through without moaning and groaning was her parents. That had been it. But years later there happen to be one that she had found the most enjoyable
After repairing the arena, the city had decorated it for her, the decorations screamed of home, of all the times she'd seen the arena, she never imagined it could look the way it did; the walls had been repainted a light blue with the lightest print of snowflakes in a light color of white. Blue streamers hung over the railing of the seats with a fabric Korra wasn't familiar with, but the texture was nice. The lights were a light blue, how they had done to Korra didn't know, nor would she question.
"Ow!" Korra exclaimed, her mother zipped up the last bit of the dress; her mother ignored her pained cry.
"I think it was so sweet that Mako had the whole theme set for home, I've only been out here for two days and the whole room feels like I'm back at the South Pole," K
Strength and WeaknessMako threw what remained of his lunch in a nearby trashcan as he walked back to his motorcycle. His lunch break was over, and it was time to get back to work.
Right as he started the engine, he heard a strange sound. Unsure of what it was, he turned his bike off and listened for it. There it was again, coming from the alleyway just up ahead.
Mako's first instinct was to ignore the noise and get on with his day. It sounded like a small animal, whining to get out of a box. He was about to start his motorcycle again, but then he heard Bolin's voice in his head.
You're just gonna leave it there? What if it's hurt, or lost, or hungry? Come on, at least help it out of the box!
Mako let out a huff, and then got off his bike and started heading for the alleyway.
As he got closer to the sound, he realized how terribly wrong he was. The sound wasn't coming from an animal. Mako immediately started to run.
He saw the crate right away, sitting next to a dumpster with a dirty towel covering t
Teeth"Ow, ow, ow!" Mako yelped, "Korra, get her off!"
Despite her efforts to suppress it, Korra couldn't help but snicker as she bent down and carefully unhinged her daughter's jaw from her husband's finger. Mako quickly pulled his hand back, frowning at the baby.
"Tori, daddy's not a chew toy. No biting daddy."
Korra snickered again. Mako looked up at her.
"Don't laugh at me. You'll only encourage her."
"Yeah, like she understands what you're saying in the first place." She picked Tori up as she and Mako stood up.
"I think she might, actually. She obviously gets some sort of joy out of seeing me in pain."
"You're such a baby," Korra told him, "She only has two front teeth. How bad could it- Ow!" Korra looked down at her daughter. "Did you just bite me?"
Tori smiled at her, happily showing off her two front teeth. Mako smirked, slightly.
"You were saying?"
"Shut u- Ow!" She quickly handed Tori off to Mako. "Take the little snapping turtle-seal. I'm gonna go find her a teething ring, or a co
When We're Older ( Part 3)~9 months later
"Korra!" Ikki shouted, running towards me with Jinora and Meelo next to her. Jinora was already a teenage and Ikki was close behind. Meelo bounced happily with his big head that always made me giggle and little Rohan waddled slowly behind.
"What Ikki?" I asked, resting my hands on my baby bump. (More like a baby mountain.)
"Have you decided what you're going to name it yet?" She asked poking at my stomach.
I chuckled as Mako pla
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)
Keep in Touch!
^Nyx-Valentine arrived in our community and started whipping everyone into a frenzy with her relentless desire to bring the Artistic Nude and Fetish galleries to the fore. 9 years later, and it's safe to say that Nyx is not only a leader as a photographer in these galleries, but she has also established herself as a much saught after model. ^... Read More