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Thursday, September 23, 2010
Avatar Fanfics
Oh man... I'm working on about three or four right now, and all of them are about a third of the way done. Losing inspiration here!!!!! LAME! Anyone got any ideas?
A/N: This one is a short and simple one-shot. I got the idea the other night while trying to continue my otter fic. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
When all else fails, I turn away from everything, everything that should have meant anything to me. I turn away from my people, my past, my training… Everything I know, I sacrifice, because I feel my back against the wall. When there's pressure on both sides, I can't run, I can't even hide from it. It is always there, holding me down. What else can I do?
A single glance, one full of tired frustration or sometimes understanding, it is enough to put my mind at ease, even if it is just for a short time. I want these moments, I need them, more than you know, but how can I express that? I'm working to save one world and destroy another. I'm completely conflicted, and even when the words are right on the verge of leaving my lips, I can't speak them. I can't tell you anything; I'm supposed to be at war with you…
But tonight I am at war with no one. Feeling nothing but the circulated air in this room, I want nothing more than to give in, to leave the war at the door. I want to feel again, to feel someone against me, to not bother with the cold feeling of being alone. I can't stand coming back to this body with nothing to live for. I do it every day when I leave my avatar body. I want something worth living for, and tonight I think I've found it. Even though we were supposed to combat each other, to use each others' weaknesses against each other, I found that I can't anymore. I've done enough damage. I want to attempt to repair what I have broken.
The feel of your skin, the sound of your voice, the familiarity of a pair of arms around my body, I forget all that I came here for, even if it was only for the night. I hold you tighter, wishing for this moment to simply go on and on, but I know that it has to end. I forget my inabilities, my anger, and my fear. I remember years past, when I wasn't broken, when I was once whole. Growing bitter through time, I lost all interest in being close to anyone, knowing that those you get close to only get hurt in the end. I let that go tonight.
I feel a strength that isn't mine. Even when I only feel your eyes on me, I am unstoppable. I can't deny myself these feelings, having dealt with nothing but shit over the past years. I pray for a peaceful day, one that isn't torn apart by war and greed. Even when there isn't a war outside, there is always one within me. Normally torn, shattered, with pieces twisted and missing, but tonight, while I am here, I am whole, strong, right now, I am flawless.
A/N: Yet another Fu let that involves two of the more anguished characters in Avatar. This one is pretty self explanatory. Polar opposites attract, so what happens when they collide? Find out here.
Characters/Pairng: Jake S. & Grace A.
Disclaimer: Still nothing.
Opposing forces are supposed to neutralize aeach other, supposed to destroy each other. What I don't understand is why we don't. I am fire, burning out of control. I force myself to feel close to others, when all I end up doing is hurting them in the end. That's what I'm doing right now. The Omaticaya need a leader, but I know that I am no good for them. I breed betrayal, while in the same breath, I say that I want to be one of them. I burn, spread my poison through The People. The only consolation I have is that new life will be born from the ashes. I spark arguments, breed anger, and all I can feel is my pain; MY fucking pain! Why is it that I am so senseless and numb that I can't see anyone else's? I can't even feel hers.
She is all that I want to be, cold, collected, detatched by choice. She doesn't feel that rage. She doesn't project her pain on anyone else. She is the tranquilizer that I would kill to get my hands on. Unfortunately, I can't reach her. I can't feel anything around her. All I have is the smoke that remains after she passes by. She learned long ago that the need for closeness is killed when the people she cared about turned as cold as she is now. I need that coldness, that void.
Unfortunately, I know the price she paid. I know that she had the same fire that tears me apart on a daily basis. They took those flames and froze them . The RDA created their own enemy when the young hunters were killed. they made her immune to their isolative torture. They created a weapon that was their own undoing. I know what she wants. She doesn't want me to see and feel as she does, seeing herself distorted and broken, through a dark and icy mirror. She doesn't want me to feel her pain, invisible to outsiders, but tangible to her. She doesn't want me to freeze over; she wants me to wake up.
Flawless
ReplyDeleteA/N: This one is a short and simple one-shot. I got the idea the other night while trying to continue my otter fic. Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing.
When all else fails, I turn away from everything, everything that should have meant anything to me. I turn away from my people, my past, my training… Everything I know, I sacrifice, because I feel my back against the wall. When there's pressure on both sides, I can't run, I can't even hide from it. It is always there, holding me down. What else can I do?
A single glance, one full of tired frustration or sometimes understanding, it is enough to put my mind at ease, even if it is just for a short time. I want these moments, I need them, more than you know, but how can I express that? I'm working to save one world and destroy another. I'm completely conflicted, and even when the words are right on the verge of leaving my lips, I can't speak them. I can't tell you anything; I'm supposed to be at war with you…
But tonight I am at war with no one. Feeling nothing but the circulated air in this room, I want nothing more than to give in, to leave the war at the door. I want to feel again, to feel someone against me, to not bother with the cold feeling of being alone. I can't stand coming back to this body with nothing to live for. I do it every day when I leave my avatar body. I want something worth living for, and tonight I think I've found it. Even though we were supposed to combat each other, to use each others' weaknesses against each other, I found that I can't anymore. I've done enough damage. I want to attempt to repair what I have broken.
The feel of your skin, the sound of your voice, the familiarity of a pair of arms around my body, I forget all that I came here for, even if it was only for the night. I hold you tighter, wishing for this moment to simply go on and on, but I know that it has to end. I forget my inabilities, my anger, and my fear. I remember years past, when I wasn't broken, when I was once whole. Growing bitter through time, I lost all interest in being close to anyone, knowing that those you get close to only get hurt in the end. I let that go tonight.
I feel a strength that isn't mine. Even when I only feel your eyes on me, I am unstoppable. I can't deny myself these feelings, having dealt with nothing but shit over the past years. I pray for a peaceful day, one that isn't torn apart by war and greed. Even when there isn't a war outside, there is always one within me. Normally torn, shattered, with pieces twisted and missing, but tonight, while I am here, I am whole, strong, right now, I am flawless.
This is my latest masterpiece :)
Fire & Ice
ReplyDeleteA/N: Yet another Fu let that involves two of the more anguished characters in Avatar. This one is pretty self explanatory. Polar opposites attract, so what happens when they collide? Find out here.
Characters/Pairng: Jake S. & Grace A.
Disclaimer: Still nothing.
Opposing forces are supposed to neutralize aeach other, supposed to destroy each other. What I don't understand is why we don't. I am fire, burning out of control. I force myself to feel close to others, when all I end up doing is hurting them in the end. That's what I'm doing right now. The Omaticaya need a leader, but I know that I am no good for them. I breed betrayal, while in the same breath, I say that I want to be one of them. I burn, spread my poison through The People. The only consolation I have is that new life will be born from the ashes. I spark arguments, breed anger, and all I can feel is my pain; MY fucking pain! Why is it that I am so senseless and numb that I can't see anyone else's? I can't even feel hers.
She is all that I want to be, cold, collected, detatched by choice. She doesn't feel that rage. She doesn't project her pain on anyone else. She is the tranquilizer that I would kill to get my hands on. Unfortunately, I can't reach her. I can't feel anything around her. All I have is the smoke that remains after she passes by. She learned long ago that the need for closeness is killed when the people she cared about turned as cold as she is now. I need that coldness, that void.
Unfortunately, I know the price she paid. I know that she had the same fire that tears me apart on a daily basis. They took those flames and froze them . The RDA created their own enemy when the young hunters were killed. they made her immune to their isolative torture. They created a weapon that was their own undoing. I know what she wants. She doesn't want me to see and feel as she does, seeing herself distorted and broken, through a dark and icy mirror. She doesn't want me to feel her pain, invisible to outsiders, but tangible to her. She doesn't want me to freeze over; she wants me to wake up.