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kataangiscanon · 3 years ago

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Kataang week 2022 Admiration (physical features, strengths, etc.)

For @kataang-week Day 1: Admiration!

Hello beautiful people. (This is my FIRST Fan-fiction, so please be nice. I really hope you guys like it.)

Katara went in search of her husband. Her five-month-pregnant tummy makes her steps hefty. She was walking barefoot down the corridor of the air temple. Her heated, swollen feet felt fantastic on the cold marble floor.

“Where is he?" She wondered as she looked about. She caught a glimpse of an air acolyte walking down the corridor holding scrolls, she was just about to enter the dining hall when Katara yelled for her.

"Excuse me,”

Yuni, an air acolyte, turned and grinned at the Avatar's wife as she approached. “Yes, master katara. Do you need anything?”

The difficult years between the air acolytes and the water bender were now behind them. They were aware of the connection between the Avatar and the water tribe beauty and they were aware of how much the Waterbender meant to the Avatar.

Looking at the scrolls in her hands, Katara inquired, "Yes, have you seen Aang?" her left hand was on her stomach, adjusting her robes and using her right hand to move the hair behind her eye.

“Yes, Master katara.” Yuni replied “Avatar Aang is in the training area.” smiling at her, indicating the temple's opposing side. She smiled as she asked Katara,

"Shall I go fetch him for you?" Yuni asked while glancing at katara’s swollen belly.

"Oh no, thank you. I'll be fine.” Katara replied with a smile.

“All right, See you.” Yuni smiled before running to the other side of the corridor.

Katara watched her go, then descended the stairs and began making her way to the training area. She smiled softly when Aang came into her line of view. Fireblast from his hands as he practices. She sat down on the side where she could see him.

Katara stared at his back as he practiced. Shooting Firebending, jumping, and kicking in the air. Katara’s eyes roamed down his body, traveling from his face down to his muscles. A soft smile played on her lips. Seeing him bend the element that he didn’t want to learn, with so much grace and confidence made katara so proud of him. He has come a long way. she thought to herself.

Aang’s strength always astounds her. His quick reflexes made him a strong competitor. Aside from him being the avatar his raw power always amazed katara. His bending was on a different level. Having all the cosmic power at his command he still never chooses violence. His pure heart and kind soul were the reason why she was so in love with him.

Aside from his strength, he was easy on the eyes as well. The goofy small kid was a handsome hunk now. Taller in their group, with deep stormy grey eyes and a goofy smile. Musical laugh and lean body. A deep voice in which he declares his love for her sends her into a different world.

And oh his Avatar look was just on a different level. That can shut people in seconds. You know when the look comes, there is no going back. Deep down that was becoming a big turn-on for katara.

This powerful man is mine.” she smiled to herself. Her eyes scanned him from head to toe.

Aang was naturally gifted. He was good at everything. Bending, fighting, dancing, peacemaker, you name it. People looked up to him. And he was always so humble about it. Helping people in need was his first priority. He gave up so much in order to give people hope and the support they needed.

“Daddy is incredible. Isn’t he?” she whispered to her baby.

Suddenly, Katara heard giggling. Interrupting her train of thoughts. Her smile dropped as she looked behind her and saw three acolytes standing a few feet away from her admiring her husband as well. She heard one of them saying “he is so dreamy.” the girls giggled behind their hands.

A strong blast of fire made her jump slightly and turned again to see Aang finishing his practice.

Aang wasn't aware of Katara's gaze because he was immersed in his own world. Stopping to pick a bottle to sip from. When Katara heard a gasp from behind her, she spun around to face the girls again and saw them staring at her in shock. She waved to them while grinning. They bowed deeply to her and dashed into the main temple building.

Looking down at the ground, Katara grinned while shaking her head. Aang turned and jumped when he saw her sitting there.

"Oh, sweetie. You scared me ” He walked over to her smiling and asked, "How long have you been here?"

With a flirtatious smile, Katara answered, "Long enough to see my husband being sexy." She sat up a little and adjusted her legs, rubbing her hands over the growing baby. Aang looked surprised but walked to her with a flirty grin.

“Oh is that so?” he asked.

“Yes,” she replied with a nod.

“Then I am glad you had fun.” He came and sat down next to her, kissing her on the forehead tenderly while placing his hand on her growing tummy. Katara closed her eyes in the bliss of the kiss. Aang pulled back and smiled at her expression.

Katara opened her eyes as he brushed her hair away from her face and caressed her cheek softly with his finger.

“You are amazing sweetie,” katara said softly looking deeply into his eyes. Making Aang smile wider.

“Really. What is so amazing about me?” Aang asked turning his head to a side and taking her hand in his.

“Everything.” katara replied. “Your eyes, nose, lips, face, and body.” katara added with a smile. She ran her hand down his face to his jaw and down to his abs. Making Aang chuckle.

“You have no idea how amazing you are katara. Everything about you makes me crazy.” Aang replies bringing her hand closer to his lips. “You are so beautiful.”

“You know what I love most about you sweetie,” Katara said as she places her hand on his bare chest.

“My abs?” Aang says quickly. Making katara laugh and slap his shoulder.

“Well That too, but I was talking about your kind soul and pure heart,” she replied. Katara looked down at her growing belly. “I want our baby to be like you. A good human being.” Katara said caressing her abdomen. With Aang’s hand joining in, he bends down to place a kiss on her tummy.

“And, I want our baby to be like you too sweetie. Amazing, strong, beautiful, kind, and passionate.” Aang replied to her, rubbing her belly.

“I love you both, so much,” Aang said with a smile pulling her in for a kiss.

”We love you too, sweetie,” katara said softly before pressing her lips to his.

They both melted into the passionate kiss. Caressing the other with love. The kiss was an indication of how deep their love was for each other. Both their hands joined on top of their unborn child, a product of their love.

They broke the kiss. And smiled at each other. Aang brought her closer to him, his arms going around her, placing a kiss on her hairline. Katara leaned on his shoulder.

“Aang?” katara said softly after a while.

“Yes, sweetie” Aang replied lovingly. Rubbing her arm.

“I am hungry.” katara tells him making him laugh. She pulled back from the hug.

“Okay then, let's get you both inside” Aang replied. Pulling her up with him.

“I really want to train with you again.” katara told him as they both walked towards the temple.

“And you will soon,” Aang replied, giving her hand a gentle squeeze and kiss on her temple.

“I am jealous of your six packs,” katara said pulling back, making Aang laugh loudly and pulling her towards him to kiss her head firmly.

“love you too sweetie.”

#kataang #kataang week 2022 #kataangtag #kataang week #kataang fanfiction #kataang week 2022 day 1 #Aang and katara

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sugarqueen-katara · 3 years ago

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Kataang week day 5 - Power couple

I absolutely love this prompt for kataang, because they really are a power couple.

First off we have Aang… I mean it’s pretty obvious he’s the avatar. What makes him powerful though is that he deals with avatar duties while sticking to his morals.

Now Katara… she often gets overlooked, but I firmly believe she is one of the most talented waterbenders. We see her waterbending get so much better in such a short time. Just with a little guidance she was able to improve quickly.

Not to mention she also knows how to heal, bloodbend and my favourite sweatbend.

These two icons make my favourite power couple.

Not to mention they also have a powerful family:

Bumi -> military commander and later on airbender

Kya -> master waterbender

Tenzin -> councilman, airbender mentor and instructor

We also have the airbender kids

Jinora -> her special connection to the spirit world and it’s spirits

Ikki, Meelo and Rohan are a bit young but still special nonetheless.

#kataang tag #kataang week #kataang #kataang week 2022 #katara #aang #atla #katara x aang #cloudbabies #kataang family #I love them and there family so muchhh #my posts

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flameohotwife · 3 years ago

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Silence and Sparrowkeets

Yesterday was super busy and I didn't have time to post this here... sorry! Just a slice of domestic kataang/cloud-family life, written for day 6 of @kataang-week, "Quiet Moments/Healing Techniques."

Read on ao3 or ffn, rated T

Sunlight filtered through the curtains of their bedroom, but even Aang didn’t stir. He and Katara were sprawled on their bed, limbs heavy with exhaustion, with a teething Tenzin between them, still half-latched onto his mother’s breast. His eyes were closed, but if his parents dared to move him even the slightest bit, he would wail and wake his siblings and the chaos would begin again. They’d learned this the hard way—twice—during the night.

Tenzin had shown signs of teething for weeks but everything had come to a head the previous day, and he’d been inconsolable. None of their other children had been this distraught at the eruption of their teeth, and Aang and Katara were at a loss. They tried everything. Katara had kept a steady supply of ice wrapped in cloth for him to chew on and numb his aching gums, but it only lasted so long. She’d tried mixing some herbs for pain relief. Aang had offered him all his favorite toys, including a special Air Nomad teething pendant he had carved for him (just as he had for their other children). When Katara’s herbal pain relief wore off they tried a traditional Air Nomad remedy—a paste made from flowers that grew among the Patola mountains. They both took turns carrying him everywhere swaddled against their bodies as they went about their duties for the day, but nothing worked.

Tenzin hadn’t napped for more than ten minutes straight, either, which only worsened his mood. The only thing that seemed to help for any period of time was nursing. The suction gave him some relief, and the skin-to-skin contact offered comfort, but he didn’t always want the milk that came with it, and he kept spitting out the fake rubber nipple she offered, which he had previously taken to with gusto.

When nighttime came, Tenzin was still unable to sleep. He tossed and turned; every movement inciting a new round of screams from his tiny body. His temperature was rising, and Katara had taken him out of bed at one point to give him a lukewarm bath. When his screams woke Kya, she wandered into her parents’ room, rubbing her eyes with chubby little fists, asking what was wrong with the baby.

“He’s just getting his teeth in,” Katara explained gently while she bounced and rocked a fussy, nursing Tenzin. “It can hurt quite a bit, though, and crying is the only way he can tell us something’s wrong. Unfortunately there’s not a whole lot we can do to make him feel better.”

“You didn’t like getting your teeth in, either, Penguin,” Aang chuckled sleepily from beside Katara before getting up to walk Kya back to her room. Katara could hear his joints popping as he stretched. “Bumi kept asking if he could sleep outside so he wouldn't hear you cry. I’m sorry you got woken up. Do you want another story or a cuddle?”

“Yes, pease, Daddy” she mumbled as Aang scooped her up. “Feel better, Tenzy,” Kya called in concern over Aang’s shoulder. Despite her exhaustion, Katara smiled at them as they walked out the door and down the hall. At some point Aang had returned and they had both fallen into a fitful semblance of sleep, creating a protective nest with their bodies around their youngest son.

Now, Katara’s heavy eyelids fluttered open out of habit (and against her will); this was the time in the morning when Tenzin normally woke for the day, demanding to nurse and unable to fall back to sleep. Her stomach grumbled. Even though Tenzin showed no signs of stirring after such a long, sleepless night, and she knew he needed the sleep, her body wasn’t going to allow her that luxury, it seemed.

Her stomach complained again, louder this time, and she heard Aang inhale sharply. Even with his eyes still closed, she could see that he was waking up. Every muscle in his body flexed and stretched as minimally as possible so as not to wake Tenzin, and his face started to scrunch up to block out the sun that was shining directly onto his face. Finally, he sighed heavily and peeked one eye open.

He smiled when he saw Katara staring back at him. They didn’t often get these early morning moments together anymore, now that they were parents. Bumi, Kya, and especially Tenzin were early risers like their father (although Bumi had become less-so as he grew older), so it was rare for Katara to wake before one of the children. Instead, she woke to them, immediately having to put on her mom hat and get right to work with Aang to keep them safe and fed and learning and in line. So she cautiously stretched and breathed in the silence.

Until her stomach growled a third time.

Aang stifled his laugh with his hand, and ever-so-slowly crept out of the bed. “I’ll go get you something to eat,” he whispered, kissing her forehead. “You’re going to need to eat everything in the kitchen after all the nursing Tenzin did last night.”

Katara chuckled and nodded in agreement, looking at the sleeping infant. His breathing had evened out significantly in the last few hours, and he seemed to finally be in a deep enough sleep that she could try to move away from him. “Can you hand me Tenzin’s pacifier?” she asked quietly. He reached over to the bedside table and passed it to her. She smiled at him in thanks as he tiptoed out the door, cushioning his steps with airbending even more than usual.

Nervously, Katara slid her finger along Tenzin’s lip to unlatch him from her breast and quickly replaced her own nipple with the rubber one in his mouth. He pouted a little, but his eyes remained closed (thank the Spirits), and soon enough he settled back to sleep. He had really worn himself out.

As silently as possible, Katara got up from the bed and changed her clothes, and did a quick wash-up with her bending water without leaving the room so she could make sure Tenzin didn’t roll off the bed. She breathed a sigh of relief at no longer smelling of sour milk—at least for the next couple of hours. She had just finished combing her hair when Aang walked in with a plate of cut fruit, some jook, and tea to share, and a bag of seal jerky for Katara on a stone tray.

“Thank you,” she whispered, standing up to kiss his cheek as he set the tray down on her vanity. Aang wrapped his arms around her, wordlessly trying to offer her some strength after such a depleting day, with no restorative sleep.

Katara found herself melting into his embrace for a long moment, as the sparrowkeets sang their morning song outside their window. She inhaled his comforting scent one more time before separating to sit down to her morning feast.

Aang gathered a few cushions and they made a makeshift table out of her vanity stool as they sat cross-legged on the floor, eating quietly together. Katara couldn’t remember the last time they’d shared breakfast, just the two of them.

“Where are Bumi and Kya?” she asked suddenly. They were usually up by now.

“Still asleep,” Aang said, laughing softly when Katara’s eyes widened dramatically. “I checked on them while the jook was cooking—I think they got about as much sleep as we did last night, with all of Tenzin’s crying.”

“Ugh, you’re right. Hopefully they’ll sleep late and catch up on their rest.”

Aang nodded as he took another bite of his breakfast. They sat in near silence for a long time as they finished their food and tea. Only the sounds of their spoons scraping the bottoms of their bowls, the clank of the teacups when they set them back on the tray, and the sparrowkeets in the background filled the air. Occasionally Tenzin would snuffle and whine, but he remained thankfully, blessedly asleep.

When they finished their meal, Katara scooted around to lean against Aang, keeping her eye on Tenzin. Aang wrapped his arm around her and squeezed gently. Now that they had three kids to take care of, it was even harder to find time and energy to reconnect like this, but Katara could always feel his love for her in his touch. Even if their only interaction for the day was when he kissed her goodbye before going off to a day of meetings, it never felt routine or normal; his kiss was always so full of his feelings for her. His hand on her back could take her out of the moment and remind her just how much he cherished her.

It wasn’t uncommon for the two of them to communicate through touch this way, especially since they’d become parents. A certain look and a squeeze of the hip could say “I want you” more deeply than words ever had. A gentle hand to the face could say “I’m worried about you” more clearly. A hug could say so many things, depending on the tightness, the length, where they put their hands…

In this moment, Katara could feel Aang’s touch saying something like, “that was hard, but we made it.”

Katara nuzzled her head into his chest to say, “I don’t know if I could have made it without you.”

Aang’s chest shook as he laughed silently in agreement; he knew he couldn’t have made it without her. Through almost anything in this life. He pressed another kiss to the top of her head.

Despite their lack of sleep, this quiet moment together recharged them, as the other’s presence always had. During the war, just having Katara by his side gave Aang strength and hope. Aang’s presence did the same for Katara. So when the sounds of Bumi clanging around in the kitchen looking for breakfast reached their ears, and when Kya stumbled sleepily out of her room, and when Tenzin’s cries filled the air again… they knew they could handle it—all of it—as long as they were together.

#kataang week 2022 #quiet moments #healing techniques #kataang #kataangtag #kataang fanfic #cloud family #baby teething #breastfeeding #exhausted parents

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citruscloudsandmoon · 3 years ago

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Written for @kataang-week.

Day 01: Admiration (physical features, strengths etc).

#Kataang #kataang week 2022 #Kataang week #kataangtag #Aang x katara #Day 01: Admiration #The sun still haven't arisen so it's still 25th July for me :'D

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kataang-week · 3 years ago

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Special thanks to Mod Atarah ( @penguinsledder ) for the lovely gif!

What is Kataang Week?

Kataang Week is when we, as a corner of the fandom, celebrate the ship Kataang! The prompts for Kataang Week 2022 were selected through five rounds of voting over the last few weeks and all prompts were submitted by Tumblr users.

Cool, when is it?

Summer Kataang Week 2022 starts on Monday, July 25th - seven weeks from today - and ends on Monday, August 1st.

How do I participate?

The most common ways to participate are by creating art or writing a fic and posting it online. Some people try and create something for every day while others only fill one or two prompts.

As always, we want to reassure you that it’s perfectly okay not to do every prompt! We just hope to have lovely pieces to share on each day.

But I can’t draw or write!

That’s totally fine - there are more ways to participate! You can sing a song, create a graphic, write a poem - just about anything really. You can also show your support by reblogging and liking other people’s contributions.

What are the prompts?

The following will be the running order for Kataang Week 2022:

Admiration (physical features, strengths, etc.) - Monday July 25th

Jealousy / “Just Friends” - Tuesday July 26th

Sneaking Off - Wednesday July 27th

Drunk Kataang - Thursday July 28th

Power Couple - Friday July 29th

Quiet Moments / Healing Techniques - Saturday July 30th

Wait for Me - Sunday July 31st

Free Day - Monday August 1st

*Jealousy and “Just Friends,” as well as Quiet Moments and Healing Techniques were tied with votes, so instead of flipping a coin/deciding on my own, I am including both tied prompts as options. You can incorporate one or both prompts for each day. And I am also doing this because I see no advantage to any additional rounds of voting and further delays.

**And as always, there is a Free Day at the end of the week. You can use this day to post anything you’d like! It can be a prompt that didn’t receive enough votes or something you’ve been wanting to work on, anything goes!

How should I tag my work?

The easiest way for us to find your work so we can reblog it to this blog is by using the tag “kataang week”. Using “kataang” and “kataangtag” also help. You must tag one of the three in your first five tags otherwise it doesn’t appear in the search.

Sometimes even properly tagged posts may not appear when we search the tags, so if you do not see your content reblogged, please let us know.

Once we’ve reblogged it to this blog we add our own tags (a prompt tag and a user tag) for easy organization. This means we can find all the work for one prompt or all the work from one user in one easy click (this also means that if you have changed your username since participating last year you need to let us know so we can update your tag!).

Can I post my stuff other places online too?

Of course you can!

Why seven weeks? Is that enough time?

Traditionally, we like to provide our content creators seven weeks (for the seven prompts) to create quality content. Kataang Week is also traditionally held in the last week of July.

If you are unable to complete a prompt in time, please do not fret. You can alert this blog by mentioning it in your post (ex. @kataang-week ) or messaging one of the mods and your content will still be shared even if it is a week (or a month - or sometimes more!) late.

We also like to post WIP for Kataang Week and encourage everyone else to do so as well - we reblog it here for motivation!

As always, if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, don’t hesitate to send an ask. Don’t forget to reblog this as well to help spread the word!

Good luck, Kataangers, and happy content creating! :) - The Mods

#kataang week #kataangtag #kataang #katara #aang #Kataang Week 2022

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thebakingqueen5 · 3 years ago

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KW 2022: Admiration

Day 1 for Kataang Week 2022 hosted by @kataang-week with the prompt Admiration!

Links: AO3 | FF.net

Summary: Do I seriously have to come up with a new one of these every year? Kataang Week 2022 Day 1: Admiration. He only sees her from a distance, but Aang can’t help but be besotted with admiration.

Word Count: 2.0k

It was an extremely rare instance that the Avatar got an unscheduled holiday, and even rarer so on as beautiful a day as today.

Even at the sparring pool in the center of the island, Aang could hear the waves gently crashing on the shore of Air Temple Island, rolling against the steep cliffsides in the south. Rays of sunlight reflected off the water and warmed his skin from his perch in the doorway facing the pool, which was undulating ever so gently as it rippled with the breeze.

Best of all?

It was quiet.

No nosy nobles questioning when he would be “repopulating the Air Nation,” no dignitaries whining about tea getting on their robes hours after Aang had already done them the courtesy of waterbending it all out, no King Kuei to ask if he could use the pooled world budget to host a birthday party for his pet bear, Bosco.

Absolutely nothing at all, other than the sound of the tides and the soft voice of his fiancee, humming an old Water Tribe song as she waded into the water across the courtyard.

Aang grinned to himself just thinking about it.

Fiancee.

Katara was his fiancee.

He was going to be her husband.

Being able to say those words aloud, to even think them, seemed to make the rest of their difficulties all worth it.

He sighed and leaned onto the frame of the doorway he was standing in, intently watching his fiancee’s graceful movements. Aang may have been the Avatar, but Katara truly was a master of her craft.

Most people assumed that being the Avatar meant that he was the best bender of each element, but that couldn’t be farther from the truth, except for maybe air. While he was certainly on par with most masters of each element, he was no match for the best, which just so happened to include his wife-to-be.

More often than not, Aang had no choice but to be in awe of her waterbending prowess. Sure, he was considered a master waterbender as well and could probably replicate most of what he saw her do well enough, but her abilities went nautical miles beyond that. Everything about the way she effortlessly bent the element to her will, how she seemed to move with the water intuitively, as if on instinct, all while being perfectly in control, never failed to fascinate him.

Her diligence and determination made her practice regiment intensive and methodical, forging Katara into one of, if not the most, formidable waterbenders in the world. Aang would be lying if he said the fame that came with being the Avatar didn’t get to his head every once in a blue moon, but Katara never seemed to falter in how she handled her prestige. No matter where they were, be it a royal ball or getting asked for signatures on a walk around Republic City, Katara always took everything with grace and humility, and Aang swore he fell in love with her all over again every time.

Aang sighed again happily (he seemed to do that a lot when thinking about Katara) before his mind returned to the present. He watched enraptured as she did her warm-up, energizing both her mind and her muscles. Aang had seen the routine countless times over the years, but it still managed to take his breath away every time, which was quite concerning for an airbender.

“First, we start with a simple ball of water,” he could hear Katara saying in his head as the waterbender in question raised an orb accordingly a few dozen feet away.

“It may seem simple, but you have to get the size just right! Too big and you’ll have too much to think about, too little and it won’t be a good warm-up.”

Katara took a slow, deep breath before slowly dividing the water in two. Two became four, then four became eight, and so on as she exhaled, until she had dozens of large droplets floating in the air.

Katara then leaned down, holding the water in place with one hand outstretched as she picked up a stream of water with the other. Aang sucked in a small breath subconsciously when he saw the way Katara flipped back her hair as she guided the water in spirals around her. While her bending was more than enough to make Aang stare, that certainly wasn’t the only thing keeping his eyes attached to her.

His gaze may have been focused on her bending, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t admire everything else about his lovely fiancee: her bindings highlighting the curves of her figure, the hair loopie beads standing out against the rest of her dark, long, wavy hair, the way the deep blue of water brought out a sparkle in her eyes.

Well, the last one he couldn’t technically see, being an Appa and a half away from her, but Aang knew it was there, so he could appreciate it anyways.

Still seemingly unaware of her fiance’s presence, Katara proceeded with her warm-up and brought the spirals around her body into a vertical column above her, freezing it into ice. She did the same to her droplets, elongating them into spokes on the pole with little balls of water on the end before grinning.

With a sharp twist of her wrist, the structure began to spin rapidly, casting a shimmer on the water (and Katara) below it as the sunlight bounced off the glassy orbs like a chandelier. Aang knew the warm-up was nearly at its end, but the last step was his favorite part. After all, he had come up with it.

Katara quickly flexed her hand and swept her arm up, freezing the ends of the spokes and releasing it all high into the air. The ice exploded into thousands of tiny flakes that fell slowly back down into the water. Aang also couldn’t help but notice that some flakes fell onto Katara’s hair as well, making it glitter in the light.

“Woo!” Aang shouted from the doorway, clapping his hands as he trotted down the stairs and knelt down next to the pool. “That was amazing, Tara.”

“I was wondering when you were going to make your presence known,” she replied as she greeted him with a kiss.

Aang’s eyes went wide, and he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. “You knew I was here the whole time?”

Katara chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Please, I could feel you staring at me the second you walked into the doorway,” making a faint pink tint reach Aang’s cheeks, though he never broke eye contact.

“What can I say? It’s awfully hard not to admire my beautiful and amazing wife-to-be,” he said, resisting the urge to smile when he saw the waterbender blush.

“Well, my dear husband-to-be,” Katara continued as she looked up at him and rested her arms on the stone deck, “your wife-to-be would like you to join her in the pool if you would be so willing to do her the honor?”

Aang stood back up and bowed dramatically, eliciting a short chuckle from the waterbender. “Your wish is my command.”

Aang quickly shed his outer clothing and took a few steps back. Katara groaned, knowing what he was about to do, scrunching her nose and shielding her face with her hands preemptively.

Without another word, Aang ran at full speed towards the pool, jumping once he got to the edge and using his airbending for more lift and a bigger splash.

“CANNONBALL!”

Aang hit the surface of the pool at full speed, the resulting splash taller than he was. His head popped up out of the water like Momo smelling moon peaches, and he wiped his face with his hands, smiling with that crooked grin that Katara loved so much.

She shook her head and sighed affectionately. “Some things never change.”

“Sorry, Tara. It feels like it’s been an eternity since I last did that.”

Katara chuckled as she walked over to him and wrapped her arms around his neck.

“Mmm, that’s interesting cause I could’ve sworn you did that two days ago when we waterbended together,” Katara tilted her head in thought. “And then there was that time three days before that, then again last week…”

“And that’s why I said it feels like an eternity,” he said, pressing a quick kiss to her nose. “Two days is a long time!”

They both laughed at that as Aang returned Katara’s embrace and rested his arms on her hips, the two of them just enjoying a moment of comfortable silence.

“Now look who’s staring,” Aang murmured as he caught her gaze never quite seeming to go above his neck. Katara blushed furiously and looked up at him.

“You started it,” she replied quietly, affectionately noting the amused sparkle in his stormy eyes. “Besides, what were you even doing for that long staring at me?”

“Hey, I wasn’t staring. I was… admiring.”

“Admiring?” Katara raised an eyebrow. “And what, pray tell, is the difference?”

“Well, I’ll have you know,” Aang began matter-of-factly, “admiration goes much deeper than simple staring.”

“Mhm.”

“Staring is shallow,” he said dramatically. “Superficial, even!”

“So all your staring was completely innocent?”

“It wasn’t staring!! It was admiration. Humor me for a second here.”

She rolled her eyes, fighting the grin trying to find its way onto her face. “Go on.”

Aang smiled. “The way the breeze went through your hair,” he said softly. “The way the sunlight shone on your skin, absolutely everything about your waterbending. You always move with such grace and elegance all while knowing you could probably beat whatever opponent you were against in a minute flat. Maybe I was staring a little, but how could I not admire the most talented and beautiful person in the world?”

Katara’s heart melted a little. She had been teasing him, but she didn’t expect such a sweet, genuine answer.

“Stop that, it’s not fair.”

Aang looked quizzically at her. “What’s not?”

“Here I am making fun of you and you have to go ahead and make me fall even more in love with you,” she pouted.

He laughed softly, pulling Katara closer in. “All’s fair in love and war.”

She tilted her head to look at Aang, unable to hold back a smile as she leaned in to kiss him.

“Let it stand for the record that your bending has the same effect on me,” Katara said quietly once they broke apart. “Air and earth especially. Something about the way you always manage to have fun while doing it, no matter how hard the exercises or how focused you seem to be. It makes my heart skip a beat.”

“And I’m sure the fact that I mostly bend shirtless helps with that, hmm?” Aang teased.

She giggled. “Maybe a little bit.”

“Please, I can feel you admiring me from our room in the tower you know? The floors are all stone.”

“Then we make a perfect pair- two of the most skilled benders in the world who both fail at the slightest bit of discretion.”

“Two of the most skilled benders in the world who happen to be too hopelessly in love to be effectively discreet,” Aang amended.

Katara giggled, sighing and pressing the side of her head to his chest. “What ever are we going to do with each other then, so hopelessly in love?”

Aang grinned as he returned her embrace and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Simple, we get married.”

“Well that shouldn’t be too hard considering we’ve already planned most of it,” she laughed, turning her head to look up at him.

“I want to admire you for the rest of our lives,” Katara murmured.

“I want to get caught admiring you in a failed attempt to be discreet for the rest of our lives,” Aang replied just as quietly with a smile. “And somehow, I think that can be arranged.”

Katara grinned, getting up on her tiptoes to kiss him.

“I think so too.”

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