Do you know the fiction when sand is gone from Katara for a couple of years?
Oooooh there are a few nice reunion fics where Aang is gone for a few years. Here are some off the top of my head:
Helpless by ymoah. Rated M. Summary: "He was the Avatar. He belonged to the world, not to her." Katara broke it off with Aang after realising that he would never just be hers. It's five years later and there's inevitably a reunion.
You Cut Through All the Noise by Wanderinghooves. Rated T. Summary: A year is such an excruciatingly long time. Aang is sent abroad for a year of diplomacy while Katara helps to rebuild at home. Distance makes the heart grow lonely.
Three Years and Five Months by Lyralocke. Rated T. Summary: Kataang. Three years and five months of space separate Aang and Katara when he suddenly returns to the South Pole, and nobody knows what it will take to bridge the gap.
Reunion by @sweetavidyajones. Rated E. Summary: Katara and Aang have not seen each other for more than four years. Because reunion stories are fun. And they are even more fun when they are smutty.
Healing by carpethefanfics. Rated E. Summary: As Katara grows into strongest Master Waterbender of both the Southern and Norther tribes, as Aang grows into the Avatar he was always meant to be leaving, there is little space left for love to grow.
I forgot the name of this fanfiction and I've been looking for it for a while now but it's this fic where Aang doesn't see Katara for a few years and Katara teaches kids waterbending in the South and Aang finally sees Katara again since Sokka (or Toph) were getting married and they finally meet again after a while. (And sort of deal with their issues.) Not an 'Aang needs to go away for Avatar duties' fic more like 'they were just busy and haven't talked to each other in a while' fic.
Hello and sorry for the extreme delay in response! I've been searching around and I think this is the fic you're looking for: An Arrow to Home (previously archived) by MavsGirl22 on ffn.
Summary: A wedding approaches, a friendship is rekindled, and something new is revealed... KataraxAang
Hi! I’m looking for a Ten x Rose fic where the Doctor arrives on a planet (is confronted by a leader or elder??) to find an unconscious dimension hopping Rose. I really can’t tendency much else about it than that.
Only thing I can think of at the top of my head is
If found please return by Jessa L'Rynn
Fanfiction.net/s/4231061/1/If-Found-Please-Return
If I think of anything else I’ll post.
(Yes it’s okay to share my email and stuff)
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Thank you, KaP! Nonny, could this be the one you’re looking for?
you write the best zarry fics ever. keep it up, the last you fic you wrote was just soooo good omfg
Aww thanks! You’re so sweet. And I’m glad you liked it! It was my experiment in writing something just cute and tropey and light and I’m happy it went over well 💜💜
46. share a scene of a story that you haven’t published yet 😈
Even though I answered this already, just for you Grace I’ll do another scene, this one from a Zarry fic I’ve been working on, working title reunionfic (standard ‘who knows if I’ll finish it’ disclaimers apply)
Harry is summoned to Zayn’s apartment two days before they leave. Zayn’s apartment is even smaller than Harry and Liam’s, a minuscule studio that Harry still thinks Zayn might be doing something illegal to afford, because he managed to get it almost immediately after he’d moved out of Gigi’s place. Harry’s tried to ask if he’s dealing or possibly selling himself for it, but Zayn just smirks and doesn’t answer whenever he asks, which slightly worries Harry but also he figures it’s New York, and sometimes you have to do what you have to do to get an apartment.
Harry gets there right from school, and Zayn buzzes him up. Harry welcomes the dogs that bound up to him, slobbering all over his shoes, then sets his bag down and shoves the clothes and books off of the bed so he can sit down.
“What’s up?”
Zayn’s standing in front of the mirror on the back of the closet. It’s not an uncommon way to find Zayn, which makes sense to Harry because he likes to stare at Zayn all the time too, and also he understands that that sort of perfection takes work.
“What do you want me to be, for the reunion?”
“What?”
Zayn turns around. His hair’s pulled back in a half-ponytail, and it should look stupid but somehow it doesn’t. “I’ve been thinking of getting a haircut, I can do it before we go. What do you want me to be?”
“Still not making sense.”
“Like,” Zayn reaches into his closet. “Do you want artiste?” he holds out one of his big sweaters, the soft ones that are the best for cuddling. “Or like, punk?” He grabs one of his leather jackets. “Or, young businessman?” He grabs a white button down shirt.
“Um.” Harry blinks. He knew Zayn put a lot of thought into his appearance, but he hadn’t realized it had types. “I don’t know, I want you to be you?”
“I can be any of them.” Zayn’s eyes suddenly light up. “Oh, maybe I should be a spy! I could wear a suit and dark glasses. Though I guess then I couldn’t actually say that’s what I was…” he presses his lips together, pouting slightly. “Maybe I could drop some cryptic hints? We could get really quiet when asked about my job, then I’ll just say, ‘florist’ and that’s it. We could—”
Harry can’t help his laugh, or the look he’s probably giving Zayn when he turns the pout on him. “You are such a nerd.” Sometimes he forgets, because Zayn looks cool, that he’s actually one of the biggest dorks Harry knows.
“I am a spy, Styles. I’m not a nerd.” Zayn grins, suddenly, the one that crinkles in the corners of his eyes and lights up his face and maybe makes Harry a little light-headed. “This is what you ordered as a fake boyfriend, though. You knew what you were getting into.”
“It’s okay, it’s cute.” Zayn keeps that smile, as he looks away. “I want you to be you. Graphic designer you.”
“So not a model either?” Zayn pouts exaggeratedly at Harry, as he hangs the leather jacket back up. “I think Gigi still has some test photos of me somewhere, we could make up this whole thing about me being a European model or something.”
“Gigi has test photos?”
Zayn shrugs. “I was in a few with her. I think some of me might even have run.” Of course he was. “Anyway, do you want that?”
“No.” Harry reaches down to pet Rhino, who’s been nosing at his leg for attention. “I want you to do what you want with your hair and your clothes and just look like you. You’re doing me the favor, here.”
“Just want to do it well.” Zayn turns back to the mirror, running his hand through his hair. “How do you think I’d look with a buzzcut?”
“You’d abandon the long hair squad like that!” Harry squawks in protest, and Zayn laughs as Harry manages to almost fall off the bed.
She never thought she would have to come back here. Bad wolf bay. An ache she has pushed down since she first landed here threatens to swell up. She takes a deep breath and reminds herself that she was just doing this for Torchwood. She won't have to be here long, but there was a crash and they sent her out. As she got out of the car, she muttered to herself about unlucky coincidences. She looked out at the grey-green water and sighed heavily. She kept walking and kicked the sand. She was readying her small alien gun, just in case they weren't going to be friendly. "Something minor." They had said, when they called her in. She looked up in search for a sign, anything that wasn't supposed to be here. Then she saw it. A tiny speck at the other end of the beach. She started running towards it. As she got closer, she could make out a rectangular outline- so a space ship. This was going to be interesting. When she saw the colour of it, she stopped dead in her tracks. Her heart was beating so fast, she thought she was going to die right then. Her breath was coming in fast and shallow. She started running again. When she got to it- she realised why it didn't seem familiar before. It was lying on its side. "Doctor?" She yelled out. No answer. She knocked on the door and stroked the TARDIS exterior when a gentle hum followed. "I missed you, Old girl." Another hum, happier. Rose smiled. She stuck her hand in her shirt and removed the key. She had to bend over a bit to reach the lock, but when she pushed open the door she wasn't prepared. Hadn't thought about the inside. The bigger-on-the-inside. "Doctor!" There was smoke coming out of the TARDIS- lots of it. She coughed and closed her mouth. She could see the old interior just barely, but it was all broken and one of the coral struts she loved so much was missing. Then she heard him- laughing. Regeneration? It would explain the crashing....and the crazy laughter, she mused. It wouldn't explain how he got to Pete's world? Why was he on Bad Wolf Bay? She called out to him again and she was certain he heard her. Everything went quiet in the TARDIS- like it wasn't even alive. Rose was about to panic, when she heard the Doctor call out to her-with a different voice. "Watch out!" She leaned back and was about to ask him why when a hook and a rope landed next to her and stuck on the TARDIS. She heard him groan and after a minute-there he was. "Doctor?" He clearly just regenerated. He had that glowing aura of madness and rebirth about him. He was still wearing her second doctor's clothes. He had longer, floppy hair and a more defined chin, a bigger nose too, and no more expressive eyebrows! His eyes were grey-green just like the water she had stared at before. And then it hit her. He was actually there. Her doctor. And she also realised he was staring at her as well. She smiled then, giving him that tounge-in-teeth grin, he admitted to love oh so long ago. He smiled back and then she hugged him. She held him so tight, she was worried he couldn't breathe. Apparently he was less concerned. He stroked her hair and gently whispered Rose over and over again. Then she leaned back and looked him in the eyes. "My Doctor." He smiled again and replied. "My Rose." Then he finally pulled her to him and kissed her. It wasn't gentle or soft, but she didn't mind. It was desperate and I-love-you's unsaid, a hello and an I-missed-you. An apology and a promise. When she had to breathe again, he told her. "Rose Tyler, I love you." She just grinned and replied. "Quite right too."
*I wrote this before I got a tumblr and originally anonymously sent it to allegoricalrose*
Author: Sweet Avidya Jones
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Katara and Aang have not seen each other for more than four years. Because reunion stories are fun. And they are even more fun when they are smutty.
