Author has written 9 stories for Twilight, Harry Potter, Avatar: Last Airbender, Darkest Powers, and Hunger Games.
I am a total Avatar nerd now, so if I don't update as much as I've promised on the new and upcoming ATLA stories, don't kill me. There is never a moment when I'm not thinking of new chapters for my other stories that y'all loved so much.
I am currently working on one major Avatar: the Last Airbender story and a couple sweet Kataang one shots. Bear with me, this is my first try on ATLA stories. Feel free to hurt my feelings if you find something wrong. I accept any and all criticism.
If you have ever burst out laughing in a quiet room, copy this into your profile.
If you are obsessed with fanfiction copy this into your profile.
If you were obesessed with Twilight, and then you met Harry Potter, copy and paste this to your profile.
If you have ever tripped over your own feet, copy and paste this into your profile.
If you have ever run into a door, copy and pastethis into your profile.
If you have ever fallen up stairs, copy and paste this onto your profile.
If you think that Writer's Block sucks, copy and paste this into your profile.
"Wandering around at midnight, Ickle Firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty."
We did it, we bashed them, wee Potter’s the one,
Peeves the Poltergeist was worth two locked doors and a trick staircase if you met him when you were late for class. He would drop wastepaper baskets on your head, pull rugs from under your feet, pelt you with bits of chalk, or sneak up behind you, invisible, grab your nose, and screech, 'GOT YOUR CONK!' (PS8)
'Wandering around at midnight, ickle firsties? Tut, tut, tut. Naughty, naughty, you'll get caughty.'
'Oh Potter, you rotter, oh what have you done?
'Loony, loopy Lupin,' Peeves sang. 'Loony, loopy Lupin, loony, loopy Lupin –' (PA7) 'This is a useful little spell,' he told the class over his shoulder. 'Please watch closely.'
'You'll be lucky!' said a cackling voice. It was Peeves the poltergeist, bobbing over the crowd and looking delighted, as he always did, at the sight of wreckage or worry.
This is a story about God. Read if you believe in him, and read even if you don't.
A teenage girl about 17 named Diane had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn't afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away.
As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her safe from harm and danger. When she reached the alley, which was a short cut to her house, she decided to take it. However, halfway down the alley she noticed a man standing at the end as though he were waiting for her. She became uneasy and began to pray, asking for God's protection. Instantly a comforting feeling of quietness and security wrapped round her, she felt as though someone was walking with her. When she reached the end of the alley, she walked right past the man and arrived home safely.
The following day, she read in the newspaper that a young girl had been raped in the same alley just twenty minutes after she had been there. Feeling overwhelmed by this tragedy and the fact that it could have been her, she began to weep. Thanking the Lord for her safety and to help this young woman, she decided to go to the police station. She felt she could recognize the man, so she told them her story. The police asked her if she would be willing to look at a lineup to see if she could identify him. She agreed and immediately pointed out the man she had seen in the alley the night before. When the man was told he had been identified, he immediately broke down and confessed. The officer thanked Diane for her bravery and asked if there was anything they could do for her. She asked if they would ask the man one question. Diane was curious as to why he had not attacked her. When the policeman asked him, he answered, "Because she wasn't alone. She had two tall men walking on either side of her." Amazingly, whether you believe or not, you're never alone. Did you know that 98 of teenagers will not stand up for God, and 93 of the people that read this won’t repost it?
WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD?
KINDERGARTEN TEACHER : To get to the other side.
PLATO : For the greater good.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross roads.
KARL MARX: It was a historical inevitability.
CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK: To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.
HIPPOCRATES: Because of an excess of phlegm in its pancreas.
MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR.: I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross roads without having their motives called into question.
MOSES: And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.
RICHARD M. NIXON: The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did NOT cross the road.
MACHIAVELLI: The point is that the chicken crossed the road. Who cares why? The end of crossing the road justifies whatever motive there was.
BILL GATES: I have just released the new Chicken Office 2000, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your check book.
OLIVER STONE: The question is not, "Why did the chicken cross the road? "Rather, it is, "Who was crossing the road at the same time, whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"
DARWIN: Chickens, over great periods of time, have been naturally selected in such a way that they are now genetically disposed to cross roads.
EINSTEIN: Whether the chicken crossed the road or the road moved beneath the chicken depends upon your frame of reference.
BUDDHA : Asking this question denies your own chicken nature.
RALPH WALDO EMERSON: The chicken did not cross the road .. it transcended it.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain.
MICHAEL SCHUMACHER; it was an instinctive maneuver, the chicken obviously didn't see the road until he had already started to cross.
COLONEL SANDERS: I missed one?
There's nothing wrong with arguing with yourself. It's when you argue with yourself and LOSE it's weird. If you agree then copy this into your profile
LATER - Ryo
My OC (Katherine -Kat- O'Shea) for my Darkest Powers story: http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3296/3057074423_5e473805e6.jpg
I didn't draw this peson, this is only how I see my OC. This is exactly how I picture her in my mind... so uh... yeah.
I have a lot of ATLA stories in my mind, so these pics that I find on Deviantart is just a representation of what I picture in my mind of random seens in the story. No way am I taking credit for anything:
|Community:||Best Taang Stories (Toph & Aang)|