by willow_thebadasswitch » Sun Jan 20, 2002 5:45 pm
by Jae » Sun Jan 20, 2002 6:03 pm
by xita » Sun Jan 20, 2002 7:09 pm
by Rosenberg » Sun Jan 20, 2002 7:26 pm
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I'm very seldom naughty
by katydid » Sun Jan 20, 2002 7:48 pm
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"She practically has 'genuine molded plastic' stamped on her ass.
by nika » Sun Jan 20, 2002 10:40 pm
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"Eat lot's of applesauce, preferably fed to you by attractive young lesbians." Amber Benson
by CaptMurdock » Mon Jan 21, 2002 12:22 am
I must concede, yours is better. Dammit.
I await the conclusion anxiously.
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"Good God, that's a lot of shake!"
by mariacomet » Mon Jan 21, 2002 10:42 am
I think Autumn put it beautifully. Willow is now stripped of everything save that she is doing this for Tara.
The contraversy someone mentioned is strictly with how I am intrepting Willow.
As Xita said "I can see Willow fearing all her actions had malicious intent but I don't really see her really being like that. "
What someone asked me was - Was Willow REALLY glad that Buffy was gone, or did she just assume that she was (and feel guilty) because it was so easy for her to assume the role of leader?
It's a question I purposely tried to pose -how much of Willowworld is truth and how much does Willow BELIEVE is true?
Murdock, you are very kind...and I think you are, respectfully - dead wrong. But I'll explain why over on the Four Months After thread.
A few of you asked how this will end. Well, I am going strictly by the Legend, so there is only one of two ways this can end. I promise to do my best to try and come in with a strong finish.
Next Part will tenatively be up on Tuesday night. And yes, it does feature our girls.
by Rane » Mon Jan 21, 2002 2:27 pm
just stopping by for a sec to ask: didn't tara already know willow gave dawn the book? i mean, she called buffy to tell her about magick, that dawn shouldn't do the spell, that things could go wrong. did i misread that part where tara was horrified by the disclosure or was it willow's *vision* of tara's reaction. i must have read it too quickly.
again, this is fscinating. absolutely stunning. i agree with everything everyone said except for capt. your interpretation was spot on as well. i only wish i could dig as deep as you two into will's pshyche.
see ya all later and i cannot wait until tuesday! oh wait, that's tomorrow. silly me.
by mariacomet » Mon Jan 21, 2002 2:52 pm
quote:
Originally posted by Rane:
just stopping by for a sec to ask: didn't tara already know willow gave dawn the book?
Rane,
*SUPER HUGS*
Glad that you are enjoying it. On your question, according to the script...
Tara notices the book is missing, remembers the conversation earlier with Dawn, and guesses Dawn took it and why. She does not know that Willow 'helped' Dawn find the book. Tara actually wonders what else Dawn might have taken, and Willow says "Nothing" very quickly....Tara gives her a look like 'how do you know?' and Willow is quick to make an excuse and change the subject. Tara then calls Buffy.
As far as I know the incident is never discussed again.
Thanks for keeping me on my toes, mate
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quote:by RomanceJunky » Mon Jan 21, 2002 3:28 pm
WAY TO GO !!!!!
Oh...and BTW...I thought the new section ROCKED! It was really hard to read so I know it had to be even harder to write...your efforts are really appreciated, at least by this poor soul...so...
NEXT?????!!!!!
RJ (YW,B)
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"Next year...shits gonna go down...her relationship with Tara will continue---but the course of True Love is never easy."
Joss Whedon-"OUT" magazine, August 2001
by LeatherQueen » Mon Jan 21, 2002 6:24 pm
This is such a good story. And that last part is just so well done.
And see!? Everyone agrees with me!
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"Honey, I'm the original one-eyed chicklet in the kingdom of the blind." -Glory
by orion » Tue Jan 22, 2002 12:54 am
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"Okay, thats a little blacker then I like my arts" -Willow
by Jessie » Tue Jan 22, 2002 1:05 pm
I'm tired now. I think I'll nap until the next part is posted.
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"And how long have you known your girlfriend's Tinkerbell?"
by mariacomet » Wed Jan 23, 2002 7:06 pm
Title: Legends of the Kiss part 6b
Feedback: - I AM a feedback slut. I admit it.
Email address: mariacomet@hotmail.com
Distribution: Just let me know.
Spoilers: All episodes. I am loosely tying this to my 'Empty Boxes' and 'Believe' pieces but I don't think you have to read them to understand this.
Rating: PG•for now. There will be at least an 'R' part toward the end, which I have to tell you I am already blushing about writing.
Disclaimer: All Characters contained here-in are owned by and products of the genius of Joss Whedon and Co.
Legends of the Kiss
Part 6b)
By Mariacomet
Imagine that there is such a thing as dragons. Only they come from deep within each of us and they roam the world unseen, devouring what is best about humanity. Now imagine that there are those that arm themselves with the only weapons that destroy the beasts; love and faith, shield and sword, respectively. These souls stand as warriors and they are all the first line standing between what we could become and us. And most of us never even thank them. To acknowledge the warriors is to acknowledge the dragons, and to acknowledge the dragons is to face a choice.
There was nothing to say. Tara knew it, that worlds were as ineffectual as stones flung at a giant wall. The road that had brought them here was huge and unyielding and it stretched on beyond now…but now seemed immobile. They both were frozen. The enormity of what they had just shared filled their minds, and words were caveman’s tools compared to that. A compass of syllables could not measure the depth of the pain. Even if it could, the needle would point in all directions. Neither of them knew where to go from here, or what it all meant.
The gap still existed between them, made closer by sacrifice, but a gap nonetheless.
“Did it matter?” Willow finally found the strength to ask. Tara looked to her, her heart fluttered, quivering like a scared rabbit under a brush. “What I did.”
“It matters.” Tara said simply. “How can it not?
“No, I was….” Her words were fragmented; they stuck in her throat before stumbling forward. “Did it help you? Did it help you to see all that?”
The answering nod was brief. “It helps to know…t-that you love me. Yes…I needed to know. I needed to know that so much, Willow.”
It occurred to Willow to ask if it had made a change in other things, if Tara could believe now. She wanted to ask. But that wasn’t what this had been about. It had been a gift and gifts were things that required no answer. The hacker held back what she considered to be her more selfish emotions. For Tara.
She had been laid bare, beyond the masks we all paint for one another. Tara had been allowed inside the dark creepy places. She could not tell how Tara felt about all those things or about her. She didn’t trust herself to read the other woman’s emotions accurately. It amazed her that she wasn’t on the verge of falling apart. Instead, she felt settled, and strong. It made no sense. She had just handed over all the pain, the unembroidered fabric of who she was. How could she not be a shell? Why this overwhelming sense of relief?
Well, Willow thought, Tara hadn’t running screaming from the park. But people didn’t do that, did they? No, their rejection was usually subtle, coming in bit by bit…and THEN bursting forward like a storm.
“I lied to you.” The redhead said. It was a reminder and an admission. Tara deflated, her eyes darting away.
Tara’s thoughts were constantly shifting , first, in awe if what Willow had done, then recoiling as if burned. Even while I was….while she knew my heart was breaking, she was planning to use the spell. The matter with Dawn she could explain away, but Willow had been thinking of controlling Tara even when she was tearing herself apart trying to find a way to make it work between them. How could she, Tara asked herself. The knowledge opened old wounds and pulled them wide.
Give her a break, Tara girl, an inner voice murmured, especially after what she just did. What she gave. Before, it was the addiction, not Willow. The addiction.
Yes! The addiction she still has. The one that she will always have. And was it the problem with magic that made her lie to me about Dawn? All of her demons are still there, still pushing and pulling at her.
Enough. She forced herself to look into the face of the woman she loved. She must be terrified. I have to say something, to make sure she knows that I’m…that I still cherish what I see in her.
Willow saw the conflict in Tara and it made her frown. She hadn’t intended to force a decision on her ex-lover. To help her believe, yes. To show her how much she was willing give, yes, but not to force. “Are you okay?” The words were soft as wind, reaching out, reaching gently.
“No.”
The redhead hadn’t really expected that answer. Wasn’t there some universal rule where when you asked someone if they were okay they had to answer that they were fine? “Oh.”
“My heart still breaks when yours does.” The other witch answered simply. She searched her ex-lover’s gaze, seeking a place where she could look into soft green eyes and admit how much everything about Willow still effected her. “You showed me every pain, every secret, all the darkness that you are sure that no one can stand to look at.” Tara’s voice was unsteady but she pressed on. “Do you know how much strength that took?”
“Wait.” The command was tender but firm. “I know there’s a but in there somewhere and I can’t hear it right now.” Her words weren’t coming out right and it was nerve-racking. “That sounded bitter. I’m not bitter. I’m just…okay maybe I am a bit bitter. I mean, YES, I have screwed up, and I can be a jerk sometimes – but on the plus side, you know, helped saved the world a couple times. I just want you to know that deep down, I don’t totally think I’m ‘crazy-icky- beast-lady.’ ’“
The way the words shoved themselves forward struck an odd chord in both women. Tara couldn’t help but laugh. She had needed the release for longer than she thought possible, and it was like a blessing. After a moment, Willow fell into the laughter as well, allowing it to warm her. The moment was short lived, but it served as balm to two tortured spirits. It was nice to laugh together again.
The blonde wanted to reach out and take Willow’s hand, but the usual hesitation – even after all she’d seen it hadn’t been defeated – stopped her. Instead, she let her smile linger and fill with unrestrained pride. “You are a warrior, Willow. “ Tara said finally after the mirth had passed them by. ”You always have been. With magic or without it.” And through Tara’s eyes something in Willow finally recognized the possibility that the words were true. It was a gift in answer to her gift, one that Willow hadn’t intended to receive. She almost smiled. It was in Tara’s nature to give. She should have known that her love would find some way to give back.
Tara folded her hands before her, helplessly, knowing that the next words had to come. Willow deserved the truth, especially now. “I still love you. Please believe that. I will always love you.” Sorrow made the lines of her face seem softer. Her alabaster throat worked, bobbing convulsively as she fought to speak. “But there is nothing I can do to diminish the past’s hold on you. And I don’t know if loving someone is enough.” Her small shoulders lifted and fell as the threat of tears came. “I had made the decision to let you go. I was at peace with that. At least, I think I could have been in time.” Her hand went to the flat of her stomach, as if it was suddenly paining her and she was trying to keep it in check. “I…I love you. I just…I just don’t want to be afraid anymore. I want to feel like I am living again.” She shook her head and tears rolled slowly over her cheeks, unchecked. “I don’t know what to do, Willow.”
Wisdom is a strange thing and it touches the mind in odd and infrequent moments. To watch Tara was to see love, to actually see the word come to life. Willow had borne the weight of the Legend well. Together, they had quested and faced dragons, but she still faced one test.
Some heroes live quiet lives. Their victories are simple and do not shatter the world. Sometimes it’s enough to be brave enough to ask a question or to take a proffered hand. The difference between those that achieve a lifetime and those that falter in the aspect of tomorrow can be measured by a simple refusal to compromise. One star, followed with endless hope can create magic. Willow’s star was Tara. It was why she had risked everything. The pursuit of truly, honestly loving Tara was the one thing in this life she was trying to get right. She had sometimes failed her friends in her selfishness. She hadn’t always been honest or supportive or strong. Even as witch, in the height or her power, somehow something had always gone wrong.
But loving Tara… Just this once, let me get it right.
“I know.” Willow said gently. “I have to go.” The words made Tara jerk up her head. “The Legend.” It was an explanation but not a total one, so she took a deep breath, letting her eyes be filled with the vision of her lover before going on. “What I did, it wasn’t for me. It wasn’t for us. It was for you. If I stay, I’ll want to use it to convince you or to try and change your mind.” She shook her head at herself. “That’s not what I want.” Fear had kept a cadence between them for months, but Willow could barely hear it playing now. She lifted her hand and skimmed it over the softness of Tara’s cheek. Touching Tara made her heart burn, just as it always had. It was like a storm banging against shutters. Willow brushed the pad of her thumb to the lips of the woman she loved, and then drew back. “Do what will make you happy.”
The hacker tore herself away, moving in quick small strides. She stopped, not able to summon the final thread of courage to look back at Tara. “I’ll be at our bridge at midnight. I still believe, Tara. I want you in every way. And I want to be with you. Completely. If you come to meet me, I want you to feel the same way.”
Tara brushed away her tears and nodded, but Willow had moved away again and didn’t see.
by bearskeeper » Wed Jan 23, 2002 7:14 pm
by Rosenberg » Wed Jan 23, 2002 7:38 pm
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I'm very seldom naughty
by Mini-ALF » Wed Jan 23, 2002 7:48 pm
Michelle
by Tiggrscorpio » Wed Jan 23, 2002 7:51 pm
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She's my everything!
by Kilopto » Wed Jan 23, 2002 8:01 pm
More please!
by Bobo's Mom » Wed Jan 23, 2002 8:19 pm
I'm impressed with the poetry of your words. Every sentence built on the one that proceeded it. This is one of the more fitting and spirit filling discriptions of the meaning of selfless love that I've come accross, in this or any forum.
Looking forward to the next update. Part of me hopes Tara is detained, but Willow is OK with that, only to have her soulmate run into the scene at 12:01 am. Then again, I always beleive that the course of true love can survive the bumps, large and small.
BM
by Puff » Wed Jan 23, 2002 9:03 pm
Wow I love this update, it just had so many nice lines in it...so many sweet moments. I just choose my favourite. Thanks MC, please let Tara go to the bridge.
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Bloody hell, sodding, limey, shagging, knickers, bollocks...oh God...I'm English
by Quill » Thu Jan 24, 2002 12:12 am
quote:
Originally posted by mariacomet:
The difference between those that achieve a lifetime and those that falter in the aspect of tomorrow can be measured by a simple refusal to compromise. One star, followed with endless hope can create magic. [/B]
I am amazed. And speechless. *bows deeply* I am humbled in the presence of your vision and words...and anxious to see where they will lead our girls.
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"My faith in love is like blood...I spill it freely."
by orion » Thu Jan 24, 2002 12:17 am
But I have to agree with everyone one else, fabulous update. If you got this published I could get credit for reading it for my English class *conciders talking to professor, then realises she will think I'm nutso* ....hmm, or maybe not.
Who ever is helping that creativity flow, tie them to a chair so they can't get away.
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"Okay, thats a little blacker then I like my arts" -Willow
by butch_grrl » Thu Jan 24, 2002 6:39 am
this is a powerhouse story. your grasp of the characters is phenomenal. thank you for sharing it...
by mariacomet » Thu Jan 24, 2002 1:56 pm
RJ - Hardly a poor soul. I appreciate your words of encouragement as always. And I want to thank you for continually listening to me ramble on and the random 'you can do it' hugs.
Jessie, you awake??
bearskeeper, mini-Alf, Tiggr, Kilopto, Puff -
Will Tara go and meet Willow? Wait and see *big grin*
Rosenberg, you caught me I'll tell you the whole story in email.
Bobo's Mom - It was a rel struggle for me to define what Willow was going to do and how. I am so glad the idea of selfless love came through. I will tell you that the 12:01 idea is one of many that I have been tossing around. I have even considered not having Tara show on the bridge at all.
Quill, thank you. I am glad that line touched you. I have to admit that there are couple lines that made me teary while i was writing.
Orion, if I write your professor a note, maybe? As for who is inspiring me...and rope...HMMMM
butch, thanks for letting me know you are enjoying it!
As for when I posting more...this weekend is going to be a bit crazy. So maybe on Monday evening.
by Kieli » Thu Jan 24, 2002 2:17 pm
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"Sometimes, we just can't make it on our own. We all need someone to love us, to help remind us that there's good in the world, to keep us from going crazy."
Willow from Dacia's The Dreamer Awakes
by Time » Sat Jan 26, 2002 8:31 am
quote:
Originally posted by mariacomet:
As for when I posting more...this weekend is going to be a bit crazy. So maybe on Monday evening.
MONDAY EVENING!
Okay, I'll wait.
*sigh*
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Oh god, what is it with you guys? Why kittens? Why can't you just use money like everybody else?
by mariacomet » Mon Jan 28, 2002 9:46 am
At any rate the next part of Legends should be up Wed night. Sorry about the delay. Romance Junky has in great detail told me that I am - I think the word she used was heartless. Slacker was also mentioned.
I will tell you that there will be what I think is an interesting Spike/Tara confrontation. I'm not going to say that she slaps him, but she is NOT happy with him
[This message has been edited by mariacomet (edited January 28, 2002).]
by RomanceJunky » Mon Jan 28, 2002 10:17 am
Aw-w-w-w! I'm sorry baby...did I forget to mention cruel, un-feeling and down right MEAN????
The Junky (YW)
Cliffhanger=HARRASSMENT!!!
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