Portal Potion: Comfort by Kelseyalicia, literature
Literature
Portal Potion: Comfort
Outside it was a dreary rainy December day. Inside her small apartment, the writer Kelsey felt a little anxious. Tomorrow she'd meet yet another new therapist. However, she didn't feel like recapping her life story with someone yet again. What Kelsey frankly desired was for this rotten year to be over with. Then she'd finally put it physically and literally behind her. However, she felt like talking to someone with first-hand experience with what she had dealt with. Someone who'd understand day-to-day dealings with an abusive family. Who also had more then their fair share of shit happen to them. Also, someone who could be a sympathetic ear. So she logged onto her A03 account. She again picked one of her modern-day Avatar AU. She let a slight mist hit the screen and waited. A few moments later, both Akiko and her boyfriend Zuko appeared before her. Both teens were dressed in the stylish clothing she'd designed for their modern looks, which she'd drawn several times and could be
Within the holy sanctuary of Keaparabeau, home of the Almighty Mother. Alanna, the White Spirit of Life, sat quietly upon her gorgeous throne. The impressive alabaster throne had a blanket of the most delicate swan feathers draped over it. Seated upon the throne was an enthralling white-haired noblewoman with glittering pink human-size butterfly wings. Everyone knew who Alanna, the White Spirit of Life, was. Again, she was the Mother of Humanity, for she'd created humanity eons ago. Thus all humans were her children. She'd done her most suitable since their conception to guide her children in the right direction. She was nurturing them to be generous, trustworthy, and empathetic. To demonstrate consideration, honesty, and modesty. To think of others before themselves. Live in love and leave a legacy of love behind them. So the world could be a more promising place for each new generation. However, she'd sadly witnessed how her counterpart, Anto, the Black Spirit of Death, had
In Sickness and in Health by Kelseyalicia, literature
Literature
In Sickness and in Health
Avatar Kyoshi remained incredibly anxious to return home. It'd taken her approximately six weeks to work out the crisis in the Southern Isles. She couldn't wait to get home to her five-year-old daughter, Obsidiana. She likewise knew her soulmate, Rangi, would be awaiting her. She'd gotten a letter via messenger hawk two days ago. It informed her that Rangi would be arriving home the same day as herself. Thanks to the heartwarming words of Avatar Yangchen, Kyoshi felt more confident in her capability to balance her Avatar obligations while simultaneously her responsibilities as a parent. However, neither of the young mothers was prepared for what awaited them back at the mansion. The lovers greeted each other with a passionate kiss. Then went inside only to discover Rangi's mother, Hei Ran, looking fearful. Something wasn't right. Kyoshi spoke first. "Hei Ran, is something amiss? You look incredibly panicked," Kyoshi didn't like the nervous expression the elderly firebender
Today Akiko and Katara were once more in the private room at the Jasmine Dragon. Only this time, they're joined by Toph. Suki had caught a mild case of pneumonia, so she was in the healthcare facility being monitored till it cleared up. The girls were discussing how to make the best get-well card ever. "I'm sure we can get the rest of our friends to sign it. I worked incredibly hard in art class to make it," Katara informed them. "Yes, I'm sure you did work hard. I've also been working on my calligraphy and poetry skills. So I feel I should write the message within the card," Akiko pointed out with slight excitement in her voice. "You two do what you like. It's not like I can see it," muttered Toph disappointingly. She spat on the floor as she said that. Akiko didn't look pleased and bent down to clean it up. Katara whipped around so fast her hair loopies went flying, "Don't say that, Toph! You do just fine reading braille! Besides, we can always write for you what you wish to
Zuko, Akira, and Hideki by Kelseyalicia, literature
Literature
Zuko, Akira, and Hideki
Akira and Hideki are the property of my friend Yemi Hikari. Their family members, I'm mentioning, aren't considered canon since she's not come up with it. I needed to make the conversation more natural. Keep that in mind. Zuko and his two best friends were appreciating a cup of tea in the private room of his grandfather Iroh's enterprise, The Jasmine Dragon. They'd be reopening tomorrow after a week of well-deserved rest. The trio enjoyed Iroh's mystery tea and Zuko's godmother, Xiaoying's mystery cookies. Each tasted different to each individual and never the same twice. How they pulled it off, Zuko didn't know. However, neither he nor his companions cared. Right now, the teens just sought a moment of peace. Akira, the eldest at nineteen, was chitchatting concerning the struggles of his first year of university. He unhurriedly sipped his tea before resuming. "It's certainly not uncomplicated to adapt to the fast pace and additional workload that comes from attending a higher
Iroh flipped the "Closed" sign on the entrance to his renowned tea shop. Then, smiling, he proceeded to the family's private room, where his father and son were awaiting him. He already had even more tea waiting for them. Privately, the rest of the family considered Iroh too obsessed with tea. Even after a full day laboring at a tea shop, he wanted more. Finally, the family understood Iroh was a tea snob but a polite one. However, it didn't mean the family desired to drink something other then tea. After working his entire shift with his father, Lu Ten chose something other than tea. So did his grandfather Azulon, so they're sipping lemonade instead of the tea Iroh brought. You can only have so much of something until you grow tired of it unless you're Iroh, who never got sick of it. Lu Ten stretched out his aching body and then yawned. "Father, you're a master tea maker. All the same? I wish we had a few days of the week where it wasn't such a mad house. I know we closed for a
Ursa, Xaioying, Sakiko by Kelseyalicia, literature
Literature
Ursa, Xaioying, Sakiko
While the Jasmine Dragon and the Dragon Flower Shop were closed for the week, Ursa and her best friends got together at her family's impressive four-story estate. The magnificent mansion took up an entire city block all on its own! It was a mix of traditional Fire Nation architecture and modern-day design. Moreover, it had a HUGE backyard! The yard was big enough to hold three greenhouses, one guest house, and a sizable pond—a prize-winning garden and a playground for the children to play. All in all? Most of the city residents remained envious of the beauty of this estate. Thankful the family was generous enough to rent out the extra rooms to people down on their luck or who needed a place to stay for a short visit. Three fashionable, alluring young women were seated on the screened-in patio enjoying tea. They could hear the sound of children laughing near the playground. The weather was ideal, and everyone felt a sense of peace. The three young mothers inhaled the tea Lu Ten had
Kim, Ilah, and Calypso by Kelseyalicia, literature
Literature
Kim, Ilah, and Calypso
The most profitable tea shop in the city, The Jasmine Dragon, was in the midst of rush hour. It consistently got busier in the afternoon. Nevertheless, the proprietor Iroh remained occupied with brewing dozens of various teas. Meanwhile, his son, grandson, and his grandson's best friends were attempting to keep up with the rush. Finally, his grandson Zuko succeeded in sneaking away for a few moments to a private room. The private room was specifically for his family. Inside he uncovered his great-grandmother, grandmother, and his great-grandmother's best friend. His Granny Ilah glanced up from playing Pai Sho. "Zuko? Are you alright? Please take a seat before you die from exhaustion!" his granny firmly ordered, to which he nodded. Even in old age, Ilah remained one of the most captivating women in the world. His equally ravishing grandmother, Kimana, also frowned in concern. "Zuko, darling, you look like you're about to drop dead! Why haven't you taken a break? You're entitled