Melis
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Post by Melis on Aug 30, 2007 2:21:59 GMT -5
...*sneaks in all Ninja-like. Updates with a fluffy!Kataang oneshot*(This one takes place somewhere around the first season, just for clarification): *** : It was strange how nowadays, talking was such a fuss whenever he was around her. His tongue would twist and turn, forming into knots and whatever words he had previously wanted to say to her would come out in a jumbled mess. She'd laugh it off, sometimes even giggle, and then give him a pat on the shoulder. Before, when he first met Katara, he wouldn't have minded a pat on the shoulder or a comforting embrace but now, even the slightest touch would make him turn red in the face. She didn't even need to to get him to blush: a smile, a grin, almost anything and absolutely everything. He remembers how one day she was all by herself trying to practice some water bending and how he couldn't stop looking at her and how fluid she was moving. She looked so beautiful, so graceful, it was almost amazing! And even when she wasn't being her graceful and kind self, scrunching her nose in disgust when she didn't agree with her brother, Aang still couldn't help but be mesmerized by her. She was different, this girl Katara of the Water Tribe. No other girl he's ever met before made his heart skip beats as fast as she did, made his chest feel tight like she did whenever she was sad or upset, made him want to be brave and strong and achieve the impossible like she did. Her confidence in him and her hope really makes him feel like a stronger person. Sometimes, while everyone else is asleep and he's all awake watching the stars, he thinks and wonders if Katara feels the same way about him too. Does her chest feel tight whenever he's around her? Does her heart skip beats like his does? Whatever the outcome, whatever his destiny has in store for his future, he knows he could face them now, because he has her by his side.
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Post by Fire Lord Azula on Aug 30, 2007 13:50:48 GMT -5
Your writing is like an addiction that can never be sated.
I love everything about it.
S1!Aang was in the first stages of his awkwardness around Katara, and you further expanded on the dimensions of his -- at this point in time -- one-sided relationship, especially when he wonders if Katara reacts in a physical manner to him as he does to her... it really is too sweet.
Your ideas are always so in-line with what's given to us in the show... it's INCREDIBLE.
*You knew the karma was coming...!*
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Post by Blind Bandit on Aug 30, 2007 14:09:48 GMT -5
Your writing is like an addiction that can never be sated. I love everything about it. S1!Aang was in the first stages of his awkwardness around Katara, and you further expanded on the dimensions of his -- at this point in time -- one-sided relationship, especially when he wonders if Katara reacts in a physical manner to him as he does to her... it really is too sweet. Your ideas are always so in-line with what's given to us in the show... it's INCREDIBLE. *You knew the karma was coming...!* As always very well said and I fully agree if I could have someone read me melis's writing in a low lit room with a cocktail, I think I wouldn't be seeing much sunlight.lol Mel Great job *hug* you make kataang so real its uncanny. I don't know how you do it but your stuff seems to rival canon every time. God mel I'm addicted and I never want that to change. ;D
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Melis
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Post by Melis on Sept 8, 2007 0:04:24 GMT -5
Really, I feel so embarassed reading those comments ^^ But regardless, I'm happy you guys enjoyed them. I haven't updated here in awhile, so here's some new stuff: ***
(Post!S3)
The sun had finally risen on the horizon, and Katara watched as the light shined upon her, signaling a new day. She hasn’t had much luck at sleeping these last couple of days because everything around her made her feel so hopeless. She never thought that she would feel this way, especially now when things were looking up. Her father, and the other men of her tribe, were able to capture a Fire Navy fleet and they began using it as a disguise to tread into Fire Nation waters. Even though it was a small feat, they were closer towards their goal more than ever. But not even this could help ease her uneasiness. She noticed Toph, and especially her brother picking up on this, but neither said a word. Perhaps maybe they thought it would’ve been best if they hadn’t, figuring that she was strong enough to outlive whatever depression she was feeling.
As much as she hated admitting it to herself, she didn’t feel strong right now, quite the contrary, she felt pretty weak. Her hopelessness had turned so bitter, that it was hurting her both physically and emotionally. She leaves the deck and walked towards the door that led to the lower levels of the ship. She went down the stairs and stopped at the second level, where the rooms where. She walked down the hallway, unsettled by the steel and metal, until she reached a door to her left. She opened it silently, as to not awake the person resting inside. Once she was completely in, she closed the door silently once more, and then approached the figure on the bed.
She knelt beside Aang’s unconscious figure, staring at him with a look of sadness and regret. He hasn’t woken up a day since they left Ba Sing Se, and it was really starting to worry her. She tried every water healing trick she knew, but to no avail. He was still asleep, his eyes and body unmoving, and the scar that was now on his back was still there, a ghastly reminder of that day. She remembers how, during the first week she would never leave his side and just sit there in silence, filled with hope that he’d wake up any minute then. She remembers how she attempted to heal him one day once again, and when her efforts looked unfruitful, sobbed and sobbed until Sokka heard her cries and comforted her to sleep.
It didn’t stop her from trying, though. Every day she would use the same technique over and over and she wasn’t going to stop until he finally woke up. She didn’t care how much she’ll cry or sweat or feel frustrated over the fact that this was the only time were she felt like she couldn’t help her best friend. She wanted to continue, she wanted to help him, and even if she kept messing up or unsuccessful, this was what she wanted to do.
She moved the blanket that was now draped around his knees up towards his chest so he wouldn’t get cold, and pressed the palm of her hand against his forehead, moving it down as slow as she could. Then her hand traced his cheek, fingers traced his nose, and then finally rested on his chest, feeling his slow but rhythmic heartbeat. She wondered, though, when he finally did wake up, would any trace of the Aang she knew still be there? That happy go-lucky, always smiling and charming Aang? It was one of the things that scared her the most. She’s already lost so much in this war, she didn’t want to lose him to it as well.
She brought her hands back to her sides, folding them on her lap before turning to look at him once again.
“Katara, Dad said that if you wanted to eat some dinner to come up to the deck.” Sokka’s voiced echoed against the walls. He was wearing Fire Nation army clothes, which was what needed to be done seeing as he was helping the other warriors up on deck, who were also in disguise wearing Fire Nation army clothes. Water Tribe men on a Fire Nation deck looked too suspicious, after all.
She turned to her brother, nodded with a faint smile, and then turned back to Aang. Sokka didn’t even try to fight his sister this time, and sighed when she didn’t show any signs of getting up to get some dinner. “Fine, I’ll bring it down here myself.” and with that he was gone, closing the door behind him.
***
(Wrote this one for Bb's birthday. <3)
He finds himself lost in his thoughts more often than he'd like it to. It was a total subconscious action, and it was one that he didn't really try to stop. It was better to feel this way than to pretend to not feel at all. Ever since his failure (it hurts more than the sting of the scar that's forever burned on to his back) at Ba Sing Se, he finds it harder to keep his thoughts straight and mood positive. It was a never-ending battle, and when he feels his lowest, he wonders if he'd ever win...
The hardest battle of them all was the battle of his feelings for her. Loving Katara wasn't supposed to feel wrong, it wasn't supposed to make him feel filled with endless doubts and fears and regrets. It was supposed to make him feel happy, maybe even floaty, but nevertheless, it was supposed to make him feel positive feelings, instead of the ones that occupy his mind and heart.
He knows that she doesn't like it (he hates acting this way), but he's been distancing himself. He tries his hardest, and sometimes even his best, to try to stay far away from her, from her influences. The only thing Aang could wish for now concerning his feelings for Katara was for her own happiness. If this was what it took to bring back peace to the world then he'd sacrifice it.
However, nobody said that he had to feel better about it. It eats at him, strips away whatever nature he had inside of him before, and munches and molds and makes the product of who he was at the moment. So he lives in his own fairy-tale wishes (like those stories Monk Gyatso used to tell him before he went to sleep...), shrouded by his concerns and overpowered by his upcoming destiny.
Aang closes his eyes, smelling the salty sea as he stands on the deck of the Fire Nation ship that Katara and Sokka's father had captured. It was a safe way to get into the Fire Nation without being noticed, it made things easier for them, and since their defenses were lowest right now, this was exactly what they needed.
A couple of days later and they're hiding in plain sight, using Fire Nation clothes for disguises. Things have slowly been looking up, but despite this, he still felt the same as before. It was getting harder and harder by day, to push away any temptation she might bring. She looked so beautiful in Fire Nation wear that he couldn't help but stare sometimes. He noticed that she noticed he was still, distant and reserved but she tried her best, nothing worked.
Sometimes, he'd give her a soft smile just to please her, but it didn't.
He thought that he heard her laughing one day, and that brought half a smile, because as happy as he was for her, it sounded...different. He can't blame her, though.
Everyday he counts his confessions: I dreamed that I was with her, embracing her, kissing her like lovers would, making her happy. I dreamed that she was by my side, always: my best-friend, my girlfriend. I dreamed that she held my hand, and then kissed me, and then I kissed her…
But they were all just dreams.
***
(A companion piece to the Aang --> Katara one-shot in my previous post):
When did things change between them?
She doesn’t understand how, one moment everything is okay and innocent, and then the next moment is completely different and awkward. When did things become so much more complicated than they were before? Feelings don’t come with warnings, Katara wishes they did. If she had known before hand that she was going to start feeling this way for Aang then, well, she would’ve tried her best to prevent them.
It wasn’t because she didn’t like him; in fact it’s the exact opposite. She cares about him very much, and the prospect of being with Aang as more than just a friend wasn’t an idea that she found horrible or misfortunate. The problem was that they were heading into deep and dark territories now: the end of the war, fighting the Fire Lord, the Final Battle, and all sorts of grim thoughts. Would they make it out alive? Will they still be able to see and be with each other after the war? If she couldn’t be his best friend then she couldn’t be anything because the idea of a life without Aang was something she didn’t want to think about.
She relies on him too much, even though she never admits it to anyone except herself. She’s noticed that he, too, relies on her (perhaps maybe even more than she does to him). It’s a mutual and equal understanding, and the more she looks at Aang with these different eyes than the one she’s had before, it makes things much more frustrating, but deep down, she finds it fascinating and interesting. She’s liked someone before: Jet. However, the feelings she felt for Jet and the feelings she feels now for Aang, are on different levels.
They feel, mature, much more grown-up and older-like.
Her heart skips beats for Aang; her face turns red and feels warm for Aang, her smile rises for Aang…
When did he take over her like this? When did he begin to wield such a power?
Why is she so scared, but at the same time, happy?
Maybe she was just too young to understand such deep and older feelings for boys, or maybe she isn’t too sure about how deep or how big they are and that’s why she can’t get a grip on them. Whatever the reason, she doesn’t want to discard these feelings, not like she could, but she hopes that she’ll be able to understand them fully and better with time. And seriously, I need to write some moar Zuko/Jin. I keep saying I will but then I end up writing more Aang/Katara. Bad Melis, bad! Next update, will have Zuko/Jin, I promise!
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Post by Fire Lord Azula on Sept 8, 2007 0:15:28 GMT -5
The talent... it's endless! But stop with the embarrassment: it doesn't suit a gifted writer such as yourself. ;D
When you write Kataangst from Katara's point-of-view, you always make sure to touch upon her hidden insecurities. She's never completely sure of herself. Lots of "what if...?"'s plague her thoughts. But, in true Katara fashion, she bounces back to try again, through futility and doubt. So... don't wonder where the karma comes from!
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Post by Melis on Sept 8, 2007 0:34:04 GMT -5
I can't help it though! xD re: Katara in Kataangst Now, more than ever, I can definitely see Katara touching on her insecurities and her feelings of hopelessness. She's a strong character, both inside and out, but I believe that she'll have more moments of weakness, where she won't know what to do or how to feel, mostly concerning her feelings for Aang and why. I can't see her moping around forever though, so I always try to convey that strong personality of hers by having her bounce back, trying to find something positive in whatever insecurity she may be touching upon. She seems like that type of person to me, so..! Ha-ha, thank you, thank you. I appreciate that.
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Post by Fire Lord Azula on Sept 8, 2007 1:10:18 GMT -5
Your modesty knows no bounds, Little Sis'. That's truly rare in this day and age. But, unlike the vast majority of people, you've earned a right to brag, if you choose to!
Oh, definitely. We saw glimpses of her uncertainty in The Serpent's Pass, with every attempt to get through to a hopeless Aang. She couldn't reach him, and it visibly dragged on her. Every time she tried and failed to cheer him up, her demeanor grew sadder, and her confidence dimmed. She can fall into despair. But, as you said, she also has the inner strength needed to recover. When she does, she shows herself to be an inspiration to us all. And you're always welcome; any praise of mine is the truth.
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Post by Blind Bandit on Sept 8, 2007 19:17:39 GMT -5
Don't be embarrassed you have a marvelsess talent and some much more. Your humble and open thats a great way to be. I would never lie to you I mean I've shared many things in confidence with you and I wouldn't saying what I didn't mean so you know I'm completely serious when I say I love your work fully truly every thing you right is to me amazing and wonderful. Your modesty knows no bounds, Little Sis'. That's truly rare in this day and age. But, unlike the vast majority of people, you've earned a right to brag, if you choose to! Oh, definitely. We saw glimpses of her uncertainty in The Serpent's Pass, with every attempt to get through to a hopeless Aang. She couldn't reach him, and it visibly dragged on her. Every time she tried and failed to cheer him up, her demeanor grew sadder, and her confidence dimmed. She can fall into despair. But, as you said, she also has the inner strength needed to recover. When she does, she shows herself to be an inspiration to us all. And you're always welcome; any praise of mine is the truth. I agree Mel could brag to me and I would listen because its true. Oh and more karma for Mel because you rock and are amazingly talented and you don't abuse canon like some authors do. Oh and again thanks for the awesome birthday present *glomps*
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Post by brilliantlygreen on Sept 8, 2007 19:21:42 GMT -5
Oh man. That one you wrote for BB's birthday totally tore me up. I want to compliment everything about it, but I'm positive that I'll just be repeating myself, because you never stop being amazing! HOW DOES IT HAPPEN?!
All three were absolutely beautiful (I remember reading the first one, so I'm guessing you already sent that to me?) But the last one - I loved how Katara was all 'WTF WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN?' xD It seems like that is how she will really react when she truly discovers her feelings - she might be surprised but she won't/can't deny them!
I mean..really. That last drabble sounds like something we would discuss in the Sky Castle..like it would really happen in the show and such. Especially, "She relies on him too much, even though she never admits it to anyone except herself. She’s noticed that he, too, relies on her (perhaps maybe even more than she does to him). It’s a mutual and equal understanding, and the more she looks at Aang with these different eyes than the one she’s had before, it makes things much more frustrating, but deep down, she finds it fascinating and interesting."
You are so awesome when it comes to staying IC and knowing how to incorporate your fanfiction into the show, so it works PERFECTLY and is completely believable. I swear I could go on forever, but I think you get the point. <3
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Melis
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Post by Melis on Sept 11, 2007 17:25:16 GMT -5
Since I already replied to you guys' reviews separately, I'll move it along. So I'm on a writing block (on purpose, experiments FTW) and I decided "Hey, it'd be fun to write requests for people..."
So.
You guys can request fic for any character, pairing, theme, etc. Comment with them here!
The Kataang or Zujin requests will be posted here, whereas the others will be handed out via PM.
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Post by Fire Lord Azula on Sept 11, 2007 17:35:54 GMT -5
I think you already know what I'd like to see. ;D
Azutara kissing and/or belly dancing.
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Melis
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Post by Melis on Sept 11, 2007 17:48:45 GMT -5
Ha-ha. I knew you were going to request that. I'll be happy to oblige, I already have a line or two in my head. I'll have it done before the 21st, thanks!
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Post by Fire Lord Azula on Sept 11, 2007 18:04:11 GMT -5
Can hardly wait, my friend! Can hardly wait.
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Post by Blind Bandit on Sept 11, 2007 22:57:23 GMT -5
I think you already know what I'd like to see. ;D Azutara kissing and/or belly dancing.cough count me in cough Mel you know the one I want remember. ;D hmm let me post the pic for everyone to see. Also to everyone normally my mind is in the gutter a lot but this piece is not meant to be taken in a sexual nature. Just want to point that before people hammered me for it. Oh and yes I know its stretching the page.
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Melis
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Post by Melis on Sept 19, 2007 14:36:12 GMT -5
Okay, while you guys wait for your requests, have some random Kataang one-shots I wrote the other day. I'm gonna stop promising that I'd write Zuko/Jin because I always end up not doing that. *sigh* Either way, I hope you guys enjoy! ***
He looks at her sleeping form for just a little longer than he should have, to keep it in his memories, and then a thought occurs:
He wants to kiss her...
Should he even kiss her? as much as he disliked it, he didn't want to leave any promises behind. There was once a time where all he wanted to do was give her promises, endless promises of love and a lifetime of happiness if she would have let him.
Now there is nothing but only bitter feelings of regret, sadness, and lost chances. Aang's only source of happiness concerning Katara is her own happiness however it may come.
...But for now, for just this tiny moment, he thinks to himself that if he was given the chance, he would've kept those promises he longed to give her.
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"Aang, you shouldn't be straining yourself like that."
"Aang, you have to be careful..."
"Aang, you can't do this alone, let me help you..."
She says this and that and he couldn't help but feel...weak.
"I'm not a child!"
She froze, her eyes becoming colder and lonely by the second.
"I-I'm..not a child..." his voice is lower and bitter this time around, almost...dangerous.
She looked at him and it hurt because for the last two weeks she's been trying to find traces of the Aang she knew before but now she knows, like a cold betrayal, that he's gone...
Katara walked away, and he could tell that she held back tears as she left, and all he could do was watch her go in silence, covered by the darkness of the night without the light of the moon... (The last one was inspired by a comment over at ASN. Thought it was interesting and played along with it) Also, I'm thinking about changing the thread title to just "Melis's fic corner", so I can upload my other one-shot fics instead of just Kataang and Zujin fics. What do you guys think?
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