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bellatrixobsessed1 · 2 years

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Ten Into The Fog (Part 12)

Disconnect slams into her quiet instantaneously. Azula had anticipated a lot of things; a lot of emotions and sensations ranging from fear to disgust to mourning.

What strikes her is a sensation that she hadn’t accounted for. One that she hadn’t even realized was a thing that she could feel; continued disbelief–but a brand of disbelief that can only come from seeing the truth and not being able to articulate it.

The Azula she remembers seeing when she’d last checked the mirror before the disaster at the air temple–rather, at wherever she had been hurt–is different from the Azula she sees now. She still looks so much like herself but yet she is just different enough for it to stand out.

Her hair is so long now. When had it gotten so long? The last time she had run a brush through it she could comb the length of it effortlessly, now she might need her servants to help her style it. Although she still wears her bangs the way that she always had.

At first she thinks that it is her bangs that alter the way her face looks. Her cheekbones are more defined and her eyes seem somehow sharper.

She feels dizzy but Sokka doesn’t let her turn around yet. Not until she truly observes the tattoo on her arm. Not until she makes note of each and every scar, new and old. Not until she notices the little ruby stud on her brow.

Faintly she wonders when and what had prompted her to get that–it is so bold.

She draws in a shaky breath, feeling a new wave of panic bubbling up in her chest. She is lucky that Sokka hasn’t let go of her yet because her knees are feeling weak and she is almost certain that they are going to buckle beneath her.

She has opened her eyes and yet…

“I–I don’t understand.”

Zuko grimaces.

But she does understand.

She can’t quite conceptualize it but she understands that she is the only person in the room who has ever lied to her.

Ten years.

Ten missing years.

She knows that it is her in the mirror in the same way that she understood father’s lies juxtaposed against her own. She knows that what she sees is right in front of her, that the image the mirror shows her is concrete and indisputable. But Azula still finds herself reluctant to connect the body it shows to her to the mind it holds.

Still feels as though she is some sort of invader interloping in someone else’s body.

Strangely it is the little details that leave her with the most disconnect. The new freckles and her longer locks are twice as startling as her tattoo and baby bump.

And maybe it’s because those little things feel more possible. Those things feel more authentic and natural while the baby bump is so foreign and unlike her. So impossible.

“Here, lets go sit down.” Sokka offers.

Agni, she is more than ready to leave the mirror.

.oOo.

Azula is much quieter now.

She hasn’t spoken a word since he’d forced her to look at herself and he is beginning to wonder if he made a mistake. If he put too much on her at once.

She is Azula, she has always been amazing at learning new things and grasping difficult topics. But those topics have always been more practical. Nothing so altering as learning that you’ve lost ten years.

He once again thanks the spirits that they have chosen to take her back to the Fire Nation instead of leaving her in Republic City with Yakone.

Sokka cringes again; Yakone! Ozai. They have never dealt with two powerful foes at the same time. Azula isn’t safe in the Fire Nation or Republic City. Or maybe Azula is safe in the Fire Nation, so long as Ozai thinks that she is still in denial.

He doesn’t think that it is a good idea to remind her about Ozai yet.

He finds a spot on the couch next to her. “Are you doing alright?”

Azula shrugs. “I’m tired, Sokka.”

He reaches for her hand.

She is back to jerking it away.

Raava, the princess is right in front him and he still misses her so much.

“We didn’t want to hurt you.” Sokka tries. “I know that you’ve probably heard this a lot, but we are trying to help.”

Azula furrows her brows. “Where would I have heard that before.”

He flinches, he knows damn well that she isn’t ready to hear about her stay at the Golden Lotus. Instead he replies, “you mentioned that your father used to say that to you after making some…rude remarks.”

Azula gives an uncomfortable shift.

“You’ve told me a lot of things, Azula.” He notes softly. “A lot of secrets and…” she tenses. “I haven’t told anyone. I’ve been keeping those secrets for years.”

“Years…” Azula repeats. Somehow she manages to look even more crestfallen than she had a moment ago.

“You didn’t really lose them, you know? All of the friendship you’ve made are still in tact. Just don’t push people away. You still have your council job. Everything is waiting for you when you get your memories back.”

“And what if I don’t?” She mutters.

“You will.” He says as though that will put it back in his control.

“But what if I don’t?” She asks again and he can hear the underlying questions; will he still care for her? Will everyone be patient with her?

He rests a hand on her knee and squeezes. “Then I guess that we’ll just have to catch you up as best as we can.” He smiles but his heart is sinking. Ravaa’s tendrils, ten years is a lot of catching up to do.

And what if, he thinks again, she doesn’t fall in love with him this time around.

He asks if she wants to be held.

She says no.

He is glad that he had, had one last morning of waking up with her in his arms.

#Avatar The Last Airbender #Azula #Sokka #Sokkla #Fanfiction

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dawnsiren · 1 year

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As Empires Fall Chapter 16: End Note

So. My end note got REALLY long. So. I wrote this instead, so I could ramble on to my heart’s content.

****MASSIVE SPOILERS FOR AS EMPIRES FALL CHAPTER 16 BELOW THE CUT*** (Chapter 16 in my chronology, listed as chapter 17 in Ao3′s system)

I’ve mentioned before this chapter has been through a lot of iterations. Famously, I have a cut draft of it posted as part of 2022’s Azula Week. And that was probably the most dramatic variant, but it was definitely not the only one. So let’s go through them.

2022 edition: The climax of this is as previously mentioned posted as an extra, but essentially the plan was that, in close resemblance to canon, the fish would live and Aang would merge with La while Tui possessed Yue. This was a very early draft that became entirely obsolete once I started working on the Northern arc in earnest. This version also involved Azula’s rampage being triggered by Zhao attacking Zuko and any disturbances to the fish being largely accidental because… idk fam this was like 8 months ago I really don’t know where my head was at. I’m pretty sure this was the most boring version of this chapter where everything went perfectly- Yue fine, fish fine, all is well in the world

Throwback Thursday Fish Edition: I initially had Aang’s communion with Tui and La involving a series of visions of past forms they’d had, including orca-La + wolf-Tui (meant to invoke imagery of the Ahklut, which I also brought up as being engraved on the door of the room Arnook is in when Azula warns them about the invasion), both humans influenced by the mythology of the Māori and related groups (man La in canoe + woman Tui with a water bucket), human woman La + rabbit Tui to invoke Chinese moon rabbit legends, and an armless selkie/mermaid La meant to resemble the Inuit goddess Sedna + A dark skinned & haired feminine figure with silver freckling and one silver eye and one black eye for Tui (they’re lesbians, Harold). This didn’t end up making it in because it didn’t fit with the rhythm of the scene, but I still really love the idea and wanted to share it, so here

Yue Lives Edition (Generic): In the versions where Yue survived as a mortal, I had her staying behind in the North as opposed to joining the Gaang for the rest of the story. Her and Sokka would separate on good terms, as wartime when either of them could die any day isn’t a great time to start a relationship. It wouldn’t be a dedicated ‘I’ll wait for you’ but the consensus would be that they’d reevaluate after the war ends, but if they met someone else in the meantime that was completely fine. Yue would stay to help her people/promote feminism and would also be who Azula addressed DoBS letters to as political shade to Arnook + they’re friends + ‘Princess outranks chief’

Yue Lives Spirit Water Edition: This was the version where Yue’s survival was a result of Magic Spirit Water, because the water Katara was using did come out of the fish pond. But I wasn’t sure of the exact mechanics of Magic Fish Water, so I put it to a vote among a number of my mutuals and the consensus was that Spirit Water Healing, while powerful, is still dependent on the skill of the healer. And Katara is still an apprentice. So this option was dismissed fairly quickly.

Yue Lives Bloodbending/Divine Intervention Edition: This version had Yue surviving as a result of Katara accidentally learning to bloodbend, with this ability more accessible as a result of proximity to the moon spirit. In some versions this was influenced by La intervening a little to tell her what to do, probably influenced by Yue’s mother’s soul. In this version it was less an easy fix and more bought time for a more experienced healer to arrive and fix things, although it still would have taken time for her to recover.

So how did we get here, to the final version, exactly?

To be honest? I really don’t have a conclusive answer. I started out this story with the intention that Yue would live, and that was the mindset I had all the way up until like halfway through the Northern arc proper. But as things went on I started to waver on that. I literally didn’t know which way I was going to go until I wrote out the first thousand words of this chapter. And at that point… it felt disingenuous not to follow through. It just felt so off to me tonally, to have that scene be that deeply tragic but somehow magically end up fine. Sometimes a story needs tragedy. Things don’t always turn out okay. To win, often something has to be lost. At the end of writing this chapter, I realized that this whole time I’d been heading for this point. So many little moments and tiny details I’d threaded in that could only end one way, and to ignore the groundwork I’d laid would just be bad writing. Could I have gone back and changed it? Maybe. But I kind of like it better this way, even if it hurts. It feels more honest. More meaningful. It’s often tragedy that teaches us something about ourselves. It forces us to reflect, to really look at what we’re feeling. At what we might have done better. To find what needs to change. And maybe we find that there’s nothing that could have been done differently. But at least we can move on knowing that. And maybe, just maybe, we’ll know what can be done the next time.

#As Empires Fall #Writing #Fanfic #Atla #Atla fanfic #So uh I got a bit deep in that last paragraph but I stand by it #Also for anyone who may be asking Where is Zuko in all of this #Short answer is this ain't about him #Long answer is I lowkey forgot about him and then couldn't find a good way to fit him in so he just got to stay with the old people #while everything went to shit

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bigfan-fanfic · 3 years

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I’m curious. Of all the men you write for, which one, or ones, would you most want to be with in real life?

Oof, that's a good one! Okay, while I find most of the guys I write for hot, here's the ones on my dateable irl list. If I missed anyone, y'all can ask and I'll rate! ;)

I've bolded and colored in the 10/10s because it's a long list and you might wanna just cut to the chase

Obi-Wan Kenobi (Star Wars) - jk, I can't deal with the Jedi and their hypocrisy. But damnnnnn Ewan McGregor is FINE and Obi-Wan is such a charmer. - N/A

Benny Lafitte (Supernatural) - Hot buff vampire with a killer smile? Would protect me through anything? Not unhealthily codependent with his brother? Yes please. - 6/10 Would Date

Professor Kukui (Pokemon) - Yes please. Happy-go-lucky scientist who moonlights as a wrestler and has the body too? Yay. -9/10 Would Date - gotta dock him for being happily married. Damn. - N/A.

Link (The Legend of Zelda) - My first fictional husband. Yes to the sense of humor, the protectiveness, the love! Although a little bit quiet, poor lad. - 7/10 Would Date

Prince Sidon (The Legend of Zelda) - Look, I'm no monsterfucker, but Prince Sidon believes in me. You think I'm not gonna fall for that kind of validation??? - 10/10 Would Date.

Peeta Mellark (The Hunger Games) - Yay for cute soft baker man. I love him and want to protecc. But trauma plus his huge torch for Katniss is gonna make it tough. - 6/10 would date.

Markus (Detroit Become Human) - Handsome and just utterly noble and awesome. Parkouring genius and artist while being just unbelievably rational and emotional all at once. I love him. This android has stolen my heart. - 10/10 Would Date

Hank Anderson - Just kidding. Trying to see if y'all were paying attention

Nathan Drake (Uncharted) - Snarky adventure husband gets all the support for me. Just come home alive, ready for snuggles, and bring home the treasure bacon! Love you, babe. - 9/10 Would Date

Soren (The Dragon Prince) - I love this man. I love his relationship with his sister. I love his nobility and honor even when it's hard. I even love his terrible poetry. most of all, I feel you, man. I want a bread sandwich too. That dad, though. Ugh. - 7/10 Would Date

Gren (The Dragon Prince) - Yayyyyy. Gren, my positive pumpkin man. I love your freckles and cheer and the way you know sign language. Protect me and give kisses! - 9/10 Would Date

Chrom (Fire Emblem) - Adorkable prince of Ylisse, why wouldn't you let my male Robin romance you? You've got a cute personality, you're sweet and clumsy, and you've got that one arm all bared for flexin'! Yum. Pack that up and give me two! - 8/10 Would Date

Odin/Owain (Fire Emblem) - This drama queen is a storyteller and a bisexual mess if I ever saw one, and I am HERE for it. I will pretend with you all day, Odin. Teach me magic and tell me of your undying love for me in as flowery language as you want! - 9/10 Would Date

Alistair Theirin (Dragon Age) - Best man in Thedas right here. I love him. I love his dorkiness. I love that he's not afraid to admit he'd rather someone else lead. I love how he's so young but not afraid to take up a cause he believes in. Total king. Will marry. - 10/10 Would Date

Percy Jackson (Percy Jackson) - Those of you who know me might think Percy's too much of a goofball and a dope. Well, you're wrong. I love Percy and I will gladly be his escape from all things mythological while also knowing enough about Greek myth to help him out - 7.5/10 Would Date

Jason Grace (Percy Jackson) - Okay, bud. Jason can be a little bland, I admit. But I still love him for his perseverance and dedication to his friends. I'd love to get to know him better. - 7/10 Would Date

Sokka (ATLA) - Okay, he grew on me after a while and now I love. Let's talk strategy, Sokka. Let me laugh at your horrible jokes - 6/10 Would Date

Haru (ATLA) - I hate the mustache but I love the man behind it - 7/10 Would Date

Hakoda (ATLA) - Mmmm. Sokka and Katara's dad was a SNACK. - 8/10 Would Date

Bolin (LOK) - This himbo was a cutie and I'm lying if I ever say I didn't enjoy seeing him in the Nuktuk costume. Or ripping his sleeves off. Or kidnapped by the Equalists. Just yay, Bolin, and as a bonus, Pabu! - 10/10 Would Date

Tonraq (LOK) - If Hakoda was a snack, Tonraq is a full course meal - look at the size of the man. MMMMM I love him. Waterbender and all around HUNK. And so caring! - 10/10 Would Date and I'm not even gonna dock him for being happily married to Korra's mom

Thor (Marvel) - Chris Hemsworth with long hair and ultimate himbo personality. Nuff said. 10/10 Would Date

Peter Parker (Marvel) - I love this nerd. 10/10 Would... not date because the people Peter Parker dates have a curious trend of dying horribly. Looking at you Gwen Stacy. I like my neck the way it is, so... sorry, Pete.

Pietro Maximoff (Marvel) - We didn't get enough time with this speedy snack. I like his charm and confidence and care for his sister. I wish he'd have at least gotten a real shirtless scene before he died. 8/10 Would Resurrect and Date

Bucky Barnes (Marvel) - Much like Peeta, the trauma is gonna be hard to help with, but I'm willing to make it work. 6.5/10 Would Date

Dick Grayson (DC) - Yes please. Positive, outgoing, friendly, but above all deeply caring and sweet. He's acrobatic and fun, but I feel like he'd love to just relax at home. - 9/10 Would Date

Barry Allen (DC) - Ball of sunshine in nerdy human form. I don't know what more anyone would want in a boyfriend. - 8/10 Would Date

Kyle Rayner (DC) - Admittedly, I don't know all that much about Kyle. But he seems chill and cool and way better than all the other Green Lanterns besides Alan Scott because initially he wasn't affiliated with the Corps so he wasn't a Space Cop. - 7/10 Would Date

Clark Kent (DC) - He's just.... super. And sweet. Yay. 10/10 Would Date

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antimonarchy · 3 years

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hi! i wanted to ask what would be good resources for someone who wants to learn how to make good ID? and what are some mistakes when making them that are easy to overlook when someone is just starting? it's okay if you don't have the time or just don't want to answer this btw

Hey anon! Here are a few of the resources that I’ve helped me as I’ve started doing IDs, it’s also useful just to look at image descriptions that other people have written on tumblr to get an idea of the format, that helped me when I was making my first IDs.

https://www.perkinselearning.org/technology/blog/how-write-alt-text-and-image-descriptions-visually-impaired

http://meloukhia.net/2016/10/alt_text_and_image_descriptions_made_simple/

https://soap.stanford.edu/tips-and-tools/tips/image-descriptions

https://discover.hubpages.com/art/Image-Descriptions-And-How-To-Write-Them

https://uxdesign.cc/how-to-write-an-image-description-2f30d3bf5546

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These are a few of my tips that I’ve picked up:

- Anything that can be dragged-dropped (screenshot of text, a digital drawing, etc.) most probably requires a description.

- Some images may have alt text already included within them

- Put image descriptions FIRST, don’t hide them under text or below a readmore, as that makes it harder for someone who is blind/has low vision to access them

- I’ve found it useful to download a screen reader just to get an idea of how I should create IDs, I use NVDA which is entirely free and pretty easy to control (Insert + Q turns it off -- I spent thirty minutes trying to figure that out so don’t make my mistake) https://www.nvaccess.org/download/

- Colors should be described, but don’t make them the focus of your description. Instead, I use what uxdesign describes as Object - Action - Context for the most part. (Example: A drawing of Aang running with Katara in a grassy field: Aang and Katara = objects, Action = running together, in a grassy field = context) but I usually add more detail

-Make sure to add the username if its a screenshot of a social media post, and always look for an artist’s signature in a drawing!

- When talking about race and/or skin color, make sure that if you describe one character’s skin color/race, mention it for the other character as well. If one character appears to be white, don’t treat that as the default and only describe the non-white character’s skin color/race. Example: “Ezran and Rayla are standing together. Ezran has light brown skin and freckles, Rayla has pale skin.” (these are Dragon Prince characters bc there are no white people in atla for an example)

- If you make IDs for visual content, always remember that Deaf/HoH people might need audio IDs. sometimes when describing a video, I do a combination, so I describe both the sounds and visuals simultaneously.

- To make it easy for someone using a screen reader to understand when an ID starts/ends, I always use brackets, so for example:

[Image ID: A colorless digital drawing of Suki over a pale green background...../.End ID] (obviously I would add more info in between)

- If there are symbols which indicate emotion or a sound effect, for example if there was a drawing where a character had dots and lines around their face indicating that they were seeing spots/were dizzy, then make sure to include them in your description to provide context. For example:

[Image ID: .....Around Sokka’s head, there are several fuzzy dots indicating that he is dizzy..../.End ID]

- Doing image descriptions is a learning process, so don’t beat yourself up if you aren’t perfect at it when you start out, just always try to improve at it

To finish, here’s an example full id that I did of an atla artwork a few days ago:

[IDs: Two gifs from The Legend of Korra.

The first one shows Kya, who is standing in a defensive position staring ahead with a focused expression in the courtyard on Air Temple Island. She is bending a series of water tendrils around her as if ready to attack. She is wearing a sleeveless blue dress over a dark blue shoulderless long-sleeve shirt.

The second shows Lin, who is hanging from a metal rope inside the Pro-Bending area. She twists herself around it sideways and throws up her other arm, sending another metal rope in the air. She is wearing her armor. /.End ID]

Sorry this got long...lol, image descriptions are just interesting

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zukkaoru · 3 years

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shhh i’m not on my phone at work got a second wHAT

35:) ramble to me, babe

35. ramble about any fic-related thing you want

corey this is so vague i don't even know where to begin skjgdfhdj uhhhhh what do i want to ramble about,,

WAIT OKAY I GOT IT

okay so back in like. february i think i did another ask game like this and someone (jo?? maybe???) sent an ask about meta/foreshadowing/hidden references for this ultraviolet morning light and at the time, only the first two(?) chapters were out so i couldn't talk about the foreshadowing, bc it was all leading up to the end of chapter six. but i can talk about it now bc the whole fic is up!!

i'll put it under the cut bc i know it'll be long + spoilers for those who haven't yet read tuvml

fic writer ask game

okay so first. all of the foreshadowing for the drowning scene. maybe i did already have a list of these in my google docs in case anyone every asked, maybe not, i won't say

anyway. i added in water/drowning imagery with zuko specifically in this fic, because of the drowning scene, and especially bc in the atla world, water imagery would generally be used with characters from the water tribes rather than someone from the fire nation. so it wasn't just me liking water-related words and shoving them onto zuko for no reason; it was intentional

chapter one:

- He really can’t think of anything more beautiful than Zuko drenched in moonlight - This is what fire feels like when doused with water. - It burns like fire consuming Sokka’s entire body, like he’s been dunked underwater and the surface has frozen over and his lungs are about to give out, but he’s going to keep hitting the ice anyways like he’s strong enough to break it.

chapter two:

- It washes over his body all at once, like a wave pulling him under the surface of the ocean, until his limbs are numb and tingly and his head sways. He’s completely frozen in place, eyes staring straight ahead but not really seeing anything. - He would’ve rather stood across from Azula in the Agni Kai arena and let her shoot him full of lightning, rather been dropped in the middle of the ocean

chapter three:

- Zuko searches the tumultuous ocean that is his mind for the right words - Zuko was telling them about Azula never quite getting the knack for swimming despite their annual vacations to Ember Island when they were little, and Sokka was so happy.

chapter four:

So he lets the words sink, lets them drown in the knowledge that he no longer has the right to talk to Sokka in the same way he used to.

chapter five:

The moonlight pours over him, drowning him in a soft white glow.

chapter six:

But…my doctors have told me that spending the rest of your life letting yourself drown in guilt isn’t going to help anyone.

also, people picked up on vai being a double agent, but no one picked up on the fact that she was a waterbender, even though i did hint at that too:

- Her brown skin is almost as dark as Sokka’s and her face and arms are covered in freckles. - It reminds Sokka of himself a little; the bright blue eyes of a waterbender but no bending ability to speak of. - How can you get better than a play with dragons, a star-crossed love affair, sun and moon symbolism, and a villain who has a secret past that ties them to the protagonist?

beyond that, there are also a lot of parallels/call backs to previous chapters/foreshadowing to future scenes just in general. the funniest one (and also completely unintentional one) is probably sokka and katara calling each other their least favorite [sibling]

“You’re my least favorite sister,” // You are, and I say this from the bottom of my heart, my least favorite brother ever. chapter 1 // epilogue

but there are. several more. and i'm not sure how many of them people picked up on so i will add them all bc i love them <3

Zuko would get himself arrested, kidnapped, killed, whatever if it would keep Sokka safe. // “I would give my life for [Zuko] without a second thought.” … “But would he do the same for you?” chapter 4 // chapter 6

When Sokka’s hand began to retreat, Zuko had reached forward, grabbed it, and whispered, “Please stay.” // “Don’t leave me.” Sokka says it like a prayer … like he would repeat it until he couldn’t remember anything else if it meant Zuko would keep holding him. “Just… stay.” chapter 5 // chapter 7

So they sit - Sokka and Zuko - on the roof of some abandoned building in the outskirts of the city. // “But now I’m pretty sure we’re just destined to be Sokka and Zuko” chapter 5 // chapter 7

“I just don’t think he’s trustworthy enough for this. … when he proves that he isn’t as reliable as you think - when he proves that he’s only ever going to let you down - I’m going to say I told you so.” // “Zuko is kind, and he is trustworthy and reliable. He’d never purposefully let me down” chapter 3 // chapter 6

this ^ was one i was hoping people would pick up on bc it makes the drowning scene/sokka pleading for vai to not hurt zuko that much angstier, but i'm not sure anyone did so now i'm putting those lines right next to each other so you're all forced to confront the pain <3

Is he still in love with Zuko? Is being in love enough? // But what good is any of that? Love isn’t always enough. // “It doesn’t matter who or where feels like home, it doesn’t matter if we’re in love. When you’re next in line for the throne, love isn’t enough.” chapter 3 // chapter 4 // chapter 6

Zuko warms his other hand on instinct, and apparently it was a good call because Sokka squeezes it tighter and presses closer to Zuko. “I forgot my mittens at home,” // I love you doesn’t always take the shape of those three words. … Sometimes, it’s Have you eaten today? or Don’t forget your mittens again! chapter 1 // chapter 6

this ^ is also one i thought people might pick up on but idk if anyone did or not. but it made me🥺🥺 when i wrote it

[religion tw for the last part]

okay i could leave it there but corey gave me an excuse to ramble and i've made the post this long anyways so one more thing! i explained this to corey a while ago when we were having dinner together but i find it very funny so i'm sharing it with all of you i say like anyone has actually read this far

i accidentally made zuko a Christ Figure in tuvml

"but grace, surely that's not possible," you say. "surely there's no way zuko is a christ figure! there aren't any christian themes in tuvml. you didn't even have anyone try to convince vai to forgive zuko or have anyone convince zuko and sokka that they should forgive vai! how could you have a christ figure in your fic???"

let me set the scene. it's 2019, you're a senior in high school, and you decided to take ap literature for the possibility of college credit. your teacher has this book called how to read literature like a professor that he has his classes read chapters from, and one of those chapters talks about Christ Figures in literature. one of those chapters also talks about baptism symbolism, and mentions how oftentimes, characters who are christ figures will go through a baptism of some sort - being "born again" after a scene where they come out of the water

do you want to know what zuko does in this ultraviolet morning light?

he goes into the water. and then he comes back out.

and do you want to know what i had sokka say about zuko shortly before he took a dive into the baptistry water?

Zuko looks away from him, resigned, like he’s ready to die as atonement.

see. i grew up Christian, i went to church every sunday and i have spent the majority of my life memorizing Bible verses either for awana or bible quizzing and. sometimes i just drop biblical words into my writing sometimes bc they're words i've heard since i was a kid, and they're words i learned make you sound smarter at church. so of course i throw them around while writing. i use them in essays, i use them in poetry, and i use them in fan fiction.

so was i trying to make zuko a christ figure in my fic? absolutely not.

but i had sokka say he looked ready to die as atonement (for the sins of his people), and then i had him go into the water, nearly die, and have to be "brought back to life" by suki's cpr, being "born again" after a "baptism" and

well

accidental christ figure zuko i guess

anyway. this went on for a while and i'm not sure anyone bothered reading all of it which. valid.

thank you corey for letting me ramble skjdgfdjgh i'm not sure this is coherent, nor should it have all been in one post, but whatever

#i am off to eat dinner now but please feel free to send in more questions!!#this ultraviolet morning light #rising sun verse #ily corey <3 #this got very long but i'm not really surprised tbh #ask game #corey tag

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leossmoonn · 3 years

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chemistry part fourteen

part thirteen | part fifteen | masterlist

zuko x fem!reader

avatar: the last airbender

includes - you, zuko, suki, katara, toph, sokka, and aang

special appearances by - iroh, azula, appa, and mai

warnings - language, angsty, mentions of sex

“what if they don’t like me?” you asked nervously.

“they, will. azula’s opinion doesn’t matter, and my uncle loves you,” zuko said.

“alright,” you smiled. “i’m ready.”

zuko leaned over and kissed your cheek. “you’ll be great.”

you smiled and stepped out of his car, wrapping your coat around you. zuko and you walked up to his house, holding hands. you had the cupcakes you made in the other hand, and zuko had the gifts you two bought in his other hand. the door opened quickly, revealing iroh.

“hello! come in, come in,” iroh smiled.

“hi, iroh,” you smiled.

“hello, y/n. it is so nice to see you again. i was wondering when my nephew would finally ask you out,” iroh said.

zuko rolled his eyes. “well, i did it.”

“yes, and we’re all happy. hm, you brought cupcakes! you can put those on the kitchen table,” iroh said.

you nodded and left zuko’s side for a moment, going into the kitchen and seeing a few more of zuko’s family members.

“you must be y/n. i’m azula, zuko’s sister.” a pretty, young woman came up to you. she looked so much like zuko; basically a female version.

“hi, it’s nice to meet you,” you smiled and held your hand out. azula shook it, giving you a welcoming smile.

you felt a hand snake around your waist and looked to see zuko standing behind you. you smiled at him, metling into his embrace.

“zuko, you didn’t tell me your girlfriend was so pretty,” azula complimented.

“thank you,” you smiled.

“he could do better,” a mono-toned voice said. it belonged to a girl- zuko’s age. she had black hair, a red dress on, and a cold glare that she directed towards you.

“mai, don’t be so rude,” azula frowned.

“and don’t be so nice, zul,” mai said.

“oh, you’re mai?” you said, your mood dimming a little. “it’s, um, nice to meet you.”

“likewise,” mai gave you a strained smile. she then looked to zuko.

you stiffened as you saw the look she gave him. zuko noticed your reaction and pulled you closer, interlocking hands.

“want to get a drink with me, zuzu?” mai asked.

“nope, i’m good. i’d rather get a drink with y/n,” zuko said.

“ugh, fine. you’ll regret saying no,” mai grimaced, walking away.

“sorry about her, she’s still in love with zuko. if you ask me, you two are cuter together,” azula said.

“thank you,” you smiled gratefully at her.

“yeah, thanks, azula. y/n, wanna go get those drinks?” zuko asked.

“yeah, sure,” you nodded.

you two moved passed azula, exchanging goodbyes.

“so, when did you and mai date?” you asked, grabbing yourself a diet coke.

“in high school. i dated her from sophomore year to half my junior year. so it was about a year and a half relationship,” he explained honestly.

“wow. that’s a long time,” you chuckled.

zuko sensed your anxiety and put his hand on your’s to reassure you. “yeah, but it’s all in the past now. i’m very over it. and plus, i’m with you now.” you smiled at him. “yeah, i know. thank you. have you had other relationships in the past before?”

“yeah, a few. another long-term, a couple short-term. i haven’t been on a date since sophomore year of college, to be honest with you,” zuko said bashfully.

“well, i’ve never had a boyfriend before. well, not an offical one anyways, so i wouldn’t worry,” you smiled

“you not having a boyfriend? i can’t imagine that,” zuko teased.

you blushed and shrugged, “no guys interested me. especially not in high school. all of them are so immature and gross.”

“understandable. i came from a strict family, so i wasn’t too bad,” zuko said.

“that’s not what sokka said,” you grinned.

zuko rolled his eyes. “alright, well, sokka is different. he's all goofy and may have coerced me into pranks, but i was a good kid and student.”

“true. i mean, you are my tutor after all,” you laughed.

“right. right. speaking of tutoring, do you still want to continue?” zuko asked.

“yes! but instead of calling it ‘tutoring’ we can just hang out and you can help me with homework,” you suggested.

“sounds good,” zuko nodded, taking a sip of his beer.

“hey, did you want to play with the vr?” he asked.

“yes!” you exclaimed.

zuko smiled at your enthusiasm. “alright, wanna go in the basement or my room to play?”

“oh, um, wherever,” you shrugged. the thought of you in your boyfriend’s room made you nervous, but filled your stomach with butterflies.

“we can go in the basement,” zuko said.

you nodded. “wait, i want to see your room though.” you knew you didn’t have to go in there and be alone for a long period of time yet, but you at least wanted to see what it looked like.

zuko nodded and took your hand, leading you through the small crowd of people. you went up to stairs and walked to the bedroom that was down the hall.

“i’m going to the bathroom real quick, feel free to look around and stuff,” zuko smiled.

you nodded, watching his retreating figure. you opened his door hesitantly, your nostrils immediately filling with the sweet smell of cinnamon. your eyes immediately went to the bed that sat across from the door and in the middle of the room. his sheets were black with red lines down the middle. his pillows were both black and red, alternating in a pattern. he also had a few stuffed animals laid out on his bed. one of a red dragon, turtle-duck, and a polar bear-dog. he had two, dark-brown coloured nightstands on each side of his bed. on the left one, which was closest to you, was a lamp, a few gum packets, and a few books for school. the right one had a picture frame of him and his mother, him and his sister, one of him and just his mom, and another of him and iroh. across from the right nightstand on the wall, was a black bookshelf. it had 5 shelves with three and a half filled with all sorts of books.

avid reader, i see, you thought.

all around his room he had posters and pictures. the posters were of his favorite bands: AC/DC, greenday, rolling stones, queen, and nirvana. he had some jazz singers, too. like louis armstrong, billie holiday, frank sinatra, and nat king cole.

good music taste, too.

across from the foot of the bed was his desk that had a bunch of papers on there, a clock, and a pencil holder. he had standing lamp next to his desk, too.

“his bed is so comfortable.”

your body stiffened once you heard mai’s dark, monotoned voice. you didn’t look at her, you just kept your eyes trained on his stuffed animals.

“oh, really? how would you know?” you challenged.

“because we’ve had sex there. he’s really good at it, too,” mai said. you could hear the smirk in her voice.

of course that’s the reason why.

“and the jazz music he would play while we cuddled after a few rounds. ugh, so magical. you won't believe the things he can do with that body of his,” mai said.

“oh,” you said, your voice breaking.

mai put her hand on your shoulder, leaning to whisper in your ear. “he's mine, y/n. always have and always will be. he’ll be done with you soon and come running back to me. he always does.”

tears sprung in your eyes and a few ran down your cheeks. you didn’t say anything else, knowing that if you opened your mouth, the only sound that would come out was a sob.

“have fun. ta-ta!” mai said and took her hand off of you. you heard her footsteps walk away, going down the stairs.

you let out a shaky breath, taking out your phone to text katara to take you home. she responded quickly, thankfully, and told you she’d be there in 10.

zuko existed the bathroom, smiling once he saw you in the doorway of his room.

“hey, how do you like the room?” zuko asked.

you took in a deep breath, wiping away your tears harshly. “it’s cool. i really like the posters and the stuffed animals.”

zuko noticed your discomfort. “what’s wrong?” he went in front of you, his heart breaking once he saw that you were crying. “hey, hey, why’re you crying?”

you averted his gaze, shrugging. “nothing, i’m just tired. you mind if i have katara pick me up?”

zuko narrowed his eyes at you. “al-alright. but… why?”

“i just… i got a text from my mom. it's an emergency. i have to go,” you lied.

zuko looked at your face, knowing you were lying. he knew he wouldn't get the truth out of you now, though. so he decided to let you go, let you calm down, then ask you about it in the next few hours.

“yeah, sure. i’m sorry you have to leave,” zuko said, reaching out for your hand gently.

you let him, his touch calming you. “yeah, me, too. walk me out?”

zuko smiled softly, “yeah, sure,”

you two walked down the stairs in silence. you put on your coat, reaching for the doorknob.

“i had fun, thank iroh for inviting me,” you said.

“of course. text me when you get home, okay?” zuko asked.

“will do,” you nodded and exited the house. zuko watched you walk away, sighing.

he looked to his left, catching the eye of mai. she had a malicious smirk on her face, not trying to even hide it. zuko glared at her, putting the pieces together of why you left.

fuck you, mai, he thought.

you got into the car, seeing katara with worried eyes.

“hey, what’s wrong?” she asked.

as soon as you sat down was when the tears starting coming out in hot streaks.

“m-mai,” you sobbed.

katara narrowed her eyes, “that bitch. what did she say?”

“she was talking about how good zuko was at sex. how wonderful their sex was. it was horrible. she also mentioned that he goes back to her all the time. is that true?” you asked.

katara’s eyes widened. “i… why don’t we go back home and get you calmed down first, alright? we have cookies and whiskey.”

you nodded, wiping your eyes. katara drove you home, keeping her hand on your’s for comfort.

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justoceanmyth · 3 years

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freckles and constellations (they draw me a map to your heart)

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Ty Lee’s hand is on Suki’s arm.

She traces one finger along it, keeping the pressure faint. Swooping back and forth, doubling back and around, connecting from one freckle to the next without stopping, taking the time to memorize each one.

Most of Suki’s freckles are faint, barely visible unless you are lucky enough to get as close as Ty Lee is now, but there are a few large and dark ones dotted across Suki’s arm. A cluster at her wrist, a few sprinkled across her elbow, and a trail dusted across her bicep.

Ty Lee’s finger pauses against Suki’s bicep as it flexes and shifts.

“What are you doing?” Suki asks, bemused.

“I’m drawing constellations out of your freckles!” Ty Lee answers, though it isn’t completely true. There is a part of her that isn’t focused on the shapes and patterns she’s tracing but instead just enjoying her freedom to touch Suki for simply the sake of touching and not needing to fabricate a thousand little excuses to herself anymore. It had been tiring, to try and convince herself that she was allowed to give the other girl a hug without it being weird. “Has nobody ever done that before?”

“No they haven’t,” Suki says.

Ty Lee frowns. “That’s weird. I’ve wanted to do this for ages, but we weren’t dating then so… Um! This tree is a very old one isn’t it Suki?”

Her cheeks are probably more flushed than they’ve been in years.

Suki laughs at her, but then her free hand is playing with the end of Ty Lee’s braid and she’s not nearly as embarrassed about revealing the attention she has always paid Suki’s freckles any more.

“Yeah, it is an old tree— one of the oldest on the island. Supposedly this tree was first planted when Avatar Kyoshi and her beloved settled down here for good, but who knows. Either way it’s very old, and according to tradition, supposed to bring good times and strong ties to couples who kiss under it.”

Ty Lee looks up at the tree again. The trunk is old and gnarled, fat and lumpy. It’s very healthy for a tree as old as Suki says it is, healthy except for the blackened burn sitting midway up the trunk. Suki had told her about the time Zuko had set fire to Yokoya, but it’s different, finding the scars and seeing them for herself.

“Is that why you brought me here?” Ty Lee teases, telling herself that she’ll think about the damage and the war later.

Right now the sky is clear and the sun is bright and she has all of Suki’s attention. “Maybe.” Suki looks up into the branches too. “I didn’t bring Sokka here ever— you remember how he feels about superstitions and traditions like that— and I can’t help feeling like it's part of the reason we didn’t last as long as I wanted.”

Ty Lee winces, and tries to figure out what to say in response.

Suki’s raw emotional honesty frightens her sometimes, the blunt and easy way she says things that Ty Lee would have been dancing around for hours. She wishes she could be that upfront and bold— but when it comes to the quiet moments between the two of them, it’s awe-inspiring in every definition of the word awe. Frightening her as much as it inspires her.

A glint of yellow catches her eye, as she tries to figure out what to do. A single leaf, bright and burnished gold like the rest of the fallen leaves scattered around them, is caught in Suki’s hair, and Ty Lee reaches up towards it. Suki catches her hand like a reflex, what would have been a sharp block turning into a gentle grasp around her wrist.

Suki can probably feel her heart racing like she’s about to throw herself into the air for the trapeze.

“You— in your hair,” she says quickly, and Suki lets go of her wrist with an embarrassed blush of her own. Ty Lee tries to untangle the leaf as fast as she can without breaking it apart in Suki’s hair, but somehow it turns into her cupping Suki’s cheek and tracing her thumb across the freckles.

“About bringing me here— you want this to last?” Ty Lee asks finally, tucking her legs under herself and leaning towards Suki. The tips of her knees rest against Suki’s and Ty Lee is still thrilled to be able to touch her without thinking, in these soft and careless ways.

Her hand hasn’t moved from Suki’s face.

Suki is leaning against it ever so slightly, her chin tucked against Ty Lee’s palm.

“I thought that was obvious.” Suki’s breath is tickling against Ty Lee’s fingertips with every word. Her voice is soft and teasing, but there’s a tightness at the corners of her eyes, and Ty Lee knows how nerve wracking it can be to throw yourself into the air and hope your partner will be there to catch you.

“What was the rest of that tradition again?” Ty Lee asks, with a bright grin.

She hasn’t managed to get the grin under control when Suki leans in for the kiss.

#tysuki #suki #ty lee #atla #freckled!suki is superior i'm sorry #also i will build the tysuki tag up with my bare hands if i have to #my fic #ocean originals

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rollingaroundin-bread · 4 years

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I call it... D&Ducktales!!! :D

I thought that name was funny, anways! As per usual I have explanations for everyone under the cut!

These took me 30 hours this past week to make can you believe???

Anyways explanations here we go!!!

Huey

Wizard

Big red hat is the most important thing about this

Thought about making him a ranger but the idea of the JWD being his spell book is far too good

Let Huey wear more pink cowards!!!!!!!!!!!!

Okay but seriously I needed a secondary color and my orange has been finicky recently

Finicky orange still makes an appearance though because heck it

Pink magic because it would blend in with his clothes if I did red and thats no fun

Dewey

Bard

Scarf is based off of his hat in Sky Pirates… In the Sky!

That whole episode is 90% of the reason he’s a bard

Bards can learn healing spells but he probably didn’t for more attack based spells

While I’m here let me explain how much I hate armor

Thats actually kinda it I hate drawing armor

So I don’t and pretend one shoulder pad is the same thing

Moving on… he kinda gives me Sokka vibes for some reason

Light blue magic because I didn’t use the light blue I use for his undershirt normally for anything else

Louie

Rouge

Was kinda opposed to this at first until I read in the quick build that a rogue can choose either Intelligence or Charisma for their second highest

At the beginning with their quick descriptions they only say intelligence so I was like hmmn..

But charisma!! That’s his highest stat for sure!!

Needed the hood, decided instead of a lining I would go for a very weird gradient

Undershirt dark green because we gotta keep as many greens as possible

Khopesh Khopesh Khopesh!!!!!!!!!

Webby

Monk

Almost made her a paladin because lets be honest… Webby deserves to be a tank

But Dexterity needed to be more importiant so monk!!

Plus she’s sometimes the Airbender in those Avatar AUs and they’re monks so it works… obviously

Gave her spats for no reason

If I’m not going to draw Scrooge in this au (which I won’t) she has to have some sort of tie to him anyways

Lena

Warlock

That one seems pretty obvious

Amulet is her arcane focus

Got the same sort of weird quilt-y overcoat as Violet cause they’re siblings so it makes since

I hadn’t given ANYONE any adventuring boots yet and she has shoes in the show so…

Drawing her without the pink in her hair is weird by the way

Violet

Druid

I wasn’t sure whether to put her under ranger or druid

So I asked my friend and they said Druid so I did that!!

THE FIRST HECKING PERSON TO HAVE A GOSH DARN HEALING SPELL

This group is a mess for their lack of healing spells

I made her under dress look like violet petals!!

Get it?? Because her name is Violet?????

Wooden staff arcane focus because there wern’t enough people with staffs yet

Light purple lilac looking magic because yeah!!

Okay I realized I hadn’t been drawing Violet with her freckles which is a crime so EXTRA FRECKLES

Gyro

Artificer!!!!!

THESE GUYS ARE SO COOL HOW DIDN’T I KNOW ABOUT THEM?????

Another stupid big hat because I like big hats

All these guys have steampunk vibes so I tired to go for that look

More adventuring boots!!

Alchemist subtype

Fenton

Paladin!!!

He just makes so much sense as a Paladin

Tried giving him Gizmoduck’s colors instead of his regular

Armor is a little darker than I would have liked but what can you do?

His sheath is his regular colors though!!!

Give this man a BIG SWORD

The only other person in this whole gosh darn party to have any healing spells

That’s all I have!!! I would love to draw Boyd and some other people but I’m having trouble placing them in classes so if you have any ideas help me out!!!

Please help me I love Boyd too much to leave him out I just don’t know what class he should be please-

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heyvivalapluto · 3 years

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james s. potter headcanons

gryffindor. gryffindor pride. gryffindor king. gryffindor apologist. gryffindor!!!

he honors his name. james AND sirius? come on, u were asking for trouble and make it double

he/him/they/them

“you look exactly like your father, but your eyes... you have your mother’s eyes.”

yup, it just hits hard, i know

punk punk punk

he’s actually a small/short man, which is adorable. although it kinda ruins his punk scary vibe. he’s just too cute to handle

short king

red is HIS color. i don’t make the rules. red was invented to be james sirius color

they have a red jacket and that jacket is their signature

he’s absolutely gorgeous.

if he’s short, he’s also bad tempered. it’s the law.

“punks respect pronouns”

“against all authorities, except mi mamá”

he likes to discuss all types of subjects with rose. he feels like she’s the only one who understands

“is crying in class punk rock?”

wears silver earrings.

FIGHT THE SYSTEM. FIGHT THE CISTEM

(fake) leather jacket, (fake) leather fingerless gloves, motorcycle and boots. bad boy vibes alright (but deep down he’s a good boi)

“respecting the environment and the planet is punk rock.”

they are one of the kindest people to ever walk on earth. seriously, they just have the best heart

“there’s bravery in being soft”

teddy lupin is his big brother. period

he will fight. anything, anyone. he’s a fighter. rose and james are the best duo.

popular? yes. but he’s popular not because of his family, but because he’s really soft, and talks to everyone and has the greatest smile. u can’t help but love this guy.

he also has the best hugs in his whole family (and THAT is saying something)

brown eyes supremacy.

he wears glasses (he doesn’t need to!) so his father is not alone on this aesthetic. and he can rock the style as well

“all cops are bastards” / “i’m a magical cop, son” / “i said what i said.” (a conversation between harry and james at some point)

antifa

they are hilarious. you can’t be around them for too long and not laugh.

doesn’t care about school, to be honest. he’s an average kid when it comes to grades.

he studies hard enough to pass, but that’s all. james never wants to disappoint his parents.

even if he believes schools are all a governmental scheme

steven hyde is his comfort character

dog person

“i feel like you’re tying to tell me what to do, so i’m gonna do the opposite.”

their patronous is a panther

he’s really into sports, because of ginny. he used to train with her (when she went to the gym) while she was still on the holy harpies. he was little at the time, but he really wanted to train with his mom, because she’s so cool

he refused to be part of the quidditch team, because the captain at the time was an ass and he would never obey to that idiot.

years later, when rose became captain, he entered the team

momma’s boy alright

remember i said he was a fighter? he actually knows how to fight and damn is he strong. but well, he mostly fights bullies

(and as he gets older, he starts to punch racists and cops, which are basically the same)

he really tries to stay out of trouble, but trouble come and finds them.

“be kind. it’s gangster.”

hates coffee, hates tea. water is the real deal, my dudes

fuck gender roles

he loves fun socks. he just does, and that just sums up his whole personality.

so he might be wearing all that (fake) leather and all that black (with his red jacket because what the hey), but you will spot a sponge bob square pants on his ankle and you will be too afraid to ask.

whenever i think of him, he’s kickin ass. literally. i just see him kicking someone in the chest and that’s it.

𝘣𝘢𝘥𝘢𝘴𝘴.

whenever harry and ginny receive a call from the ministery of magic or from the muggle police, they are not even surprised

(nor disappointed, to be honest. if he hates the government, that came from his parents who LITERALLY fought against the system in their younger years)

don’t ask about his love life (but you kinda don’t have to, because he’s not exactly what we call discreet about his crushes).

[bisexual panic]

hates horror movies

albus is always there to hold them and stop them from doing something stupid. he’s forever grateful

he’s always there when albus needs him too

their laugh is so loud and deep.

and whenever you hear it, you can’t help but laugh too. it’s contagious.

he reads a lot. and no, you shouldn’t be surprised, okay? because if he’s fighting against the system it’s because he’s educated.

he’s an intellectual, ok? ...who can also kick ass and take names.

first thought, best thought.

sidecut

it doesn’t matter your sexuality. at some point, you had a crush on this boy. either because of his looks, or because he’s really nice and funny, or because of his morals and principles.

terrible dancer

superprotective about lily. he loves her so much and they truly understand and support each other.

so goofy

his favorite uncle is george and his favorite aunt is hermione

queen is his favorite band

tacos are his comfort food

freckled boy

star wars fan because of albus.

those movies were the only things those boys agreed 100% about.

they speak spanish. fluently.

he can do magic without wands. “wands are just a formality”

he was the one who taught rose how to do any magic without wands

they never duel. they hate fighting with magic. they are a fan of the good hand-to-hand.

besides, they always end up breaking their wand, because he uses it as drumsticks

he knows how to play many instruments, such as: drums, tambourine, violin, bass, saxophone and electric guitar

he always hums some barbie song whenever he’s distracted.

cursing in spanish is their jam. “it’s just so badass, u know?”

he used braces for a while too. he saw that rose was going to use it (“fix what? she has the best smile?”), so he decided that he would too, because loyalty, man

do i even have to say that rose is his favorite cousin? he just connects with her so easily.

teddy is his best bro, so of course james was teddy’s best man and teddy was his.

holy harpies number one fan.

impatient. big time

“there’s nothing wrong in being weird. and there’s nothing wrong with being average.”

their loves is as intense as fire, but his heart is golden

you can’t make fire feel afraid

his favorite sitcom/show is how i met your mother. he believes in robin scherbatsky supremacy

he asked his best friend, iago zabinni, to the yule ball, because he knew how badly iago wanted to go and how heartbroken iago was because the boy he liked didn’t invite him. they had a great time.

james is an aries

when he plays quidditch, he’s a beater

“be gay, do crimes.”

honestly, think about sokka and zuko in one person

#james sirius potter #james sirius potter headcanons #headcanons #heyvivalapluto headcanons #hp headcanon #hp #harry potter #ginny weasley #hinny

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firelord-zuzu-the-jerkbender · 4 years

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Curled Up Small

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Tw: references to canon child abuse

Sokka didn't exactly know what he'd done to be blessed like this, but he wasn't going to question it. They were travelling overnight, taking it in shifts to pilot the bison, keep a lookout, and sleep. Aang was piloting currently, Katara keeping a lookout. Toph was sprawled out in the middle, and Zuko? They certainly hadn't fallen asleep close together, but Sokka had woken up with a dead arm and the firelord napping on his chest. Zuko had his face buried in the fabric of Sokka's shirt, gripping it in his hands like a blanket.

Sokka was beginning to get cramp in his legs, but every time he shifted, Zuko whined softly in his sleep and frowned, holding him tighter. Sokka didn't have the heart to wake him up, not when he looked so comfortable and restful. Zuko didn't sleep much, and often when he did sleep, it was fitful, full of thrashing nightmares and abrupt wakings. He only really slept peaceful when he was completely exhausted, or when he felt completely safe, although that wasn't always a guarantee. This seemed to be a decent night for Zuko, so it was the right thing to do, really, to let him nap.

And maybe… maybe Sokka was being a little selfish, enjoying being so close to such an oddly cuddly firebender. There was no way he could cuddle Zuko like this out of the blue, so if Zuko decided that Sokka was a pillow, then Sokka was a pillow if it meant being close to him.

Sokka couldn't help but make small observations about Zuko like this. He didn't snore, but he did exhale tiny puffs of smoke through his nose, kinda like what Sokka would imagine a baby dragon to be like. He breathed slow and calm through his nose- his breathing was barely audible, but his chest moved as he breathed each time. Zuko had freckles, Sokka noticed, but they were pale and barely visible. You had to be close to notice them, but they were dotted over the bridge of his nose and across his cheekbone. Sokka wondered what the freckles on his left would have been like before.

Sokka had the urge to pet his hair, kind of like if the firelord was a cat- although, Sokka figured he shared some traits with cats, like being an asshole for no reason sometimes, being angry but tiny… Sokka reached out, gently smoothing Zuko's hair back behind his ear, lightly scratching at his scalp. Zuko huffed a puff of smoke out of his nose, a few embers landing on Sokka's shirt. He smiled slightly in his sleep, and if Sokka wasn't in love before, he certainly was now.

Zuko shifted, and for a moment, Sokka feared he'd woken him, but instead Zuko put his leg over Sokka's and rolled further onto his chest. Sokka was pretty sure he was gonna have the worst case of pins and needles when the guy woke up, but for now, he didn't mind. Zuko looked comfortable, and he deserved to be comfortable. He'd suffered so much, struggled so much. Maybe Zuko would only have a brief respite from all of that pain in moments like these, but that's what made them so special. Sokka wanted Zuko to rest, to recover, to be okay.

Zuko shivered, and Sokka supposed it was probably pretty cold for him. The fire nation was hot, even of a night, but where they were now, above the ocean, it was freezing. And whilst Zuko had spent time at sea, he'd been surrounded by fire there, and he had a room indoors. There wasn't a warm campfire or a roof on Appa, and whilst Sokka didn't find it particularly cold, he was used to polar conditions, so he supposed Zuko, who grew up in a warm climate and only carried thin clothes, was probably freezing his nuts off.

Sokka reached for one of the spare blankets in the pile beside him and carefully wrapped it around Zuko, bringing it over his ears to keep them warm but making sure his mouth and nose weren't covered so he could breathe easier. He even managed to get the blanket over Zuko's feet, so his feet wouldn't get cold. Zuko mumbled, pulling the blanket over his head and burying his face further into Sokka's chest, but aside from that, he didn't rouse from sleep, his breath soon evening out again.

Zuko slept peacefully through most of the night, but at the first peek of sunrise, he slowly began to stir. At first, he just huffed, frowning and burying himself deeper in the blankets with an indignant huff of smoke embers from his nose, drifting back into a short nap before consciousness seemed to slowly start to return.

And that's when it occurred to Sokka that he was cuddling the firelord, his completely platonic buddy who Sokka had non-platonic feelings for. Zuko shifted again, knee painfully digging into Sokka's thigh. Zuko frowned, forcing his eye half open- the scarred eye was still sealed shut with sleep, and Zuko was trying to blink the sleep away before he sighed and tried to settle back down for another nap, although it was only a minute of shuffling and elbows digging into Sokka that Zuko gave up sleep with a soft groan.

"Morning," he mumbled, blindly reaching out and patting Sokka's face as he opened his eye a little bit. He cupped Sokka's jaw and kissed him softly without thinking, snuggling back onto Sokka's chest to try and sleep again, and Sokka was having a fucking crisis because Zuko just kissed him good morning and they weren't even dating, were they dating?

Sokka didn't get to overthink it before Zuko shot up, eyes wide open. "I. Uh." Zuko blushed a blotchy, mottled puce, cheeks ruddy with probably embarrassment and humiliation, and it occurred to Sokka that Zuko hadn't really thought about it, that he'd just kissed Sokka like it was normal. "Um. I- I'm sorry," Zuko apologised, scrambling across to the other side of the saddle. He hunched over completely, folding in on himself like he was ashamed, and he looked about ready to cry.

Sokka took a few moments to process what happened, before slowly moving to sit beside Zuko. Zuko didn't move away, although he did look away. Sokka caught a glimpse of a tear running down Zuko's cheek, heard a quiet sniffle. So he was crying, after all. "Zuko…"

"I said I'm sorry, please, just, leave me alone!" Zuko's voice was breaking, vulnerable. He looked and sounded small, like he was trying to make himself small… Sokka had seen Zuko the opposite, had seen him explode with anger when he felt threatened. He'd scowl and yell and puff his chest out and he'd physically fight anyone, especially if they were taller than him, but now…?

Now Zuko was trying to protect himself, trying to make himself small and invisible. It looked like his hunched posture was an attempt to protect himself, to protect his body. He kept his arms and legs locked tightly in front of his torso, head ducked down and face protected.

He looked scared, like he was waiting to be hurt, to be yelled at or pushed, maybe hit, or… or burned…

Fuck.

Sokka's heart dropped, because he'd never fully registered just how hurt and traumatised Zuko was until now. "Zuko…" he began gently, careful to keep his tone soft, "I'm not mad at you, or upset. I- I promise. I just want to talk…"

"I'm sorry," Zuko repeated, "I- I won't kiss you again, I- I am so, so sorry that I- that I kissed you, and, I understand if you're uncomfortable about it, and I'm sorry I-I'm gay!"

"I'm not uncomfortable," Sokka replied gently. He scooted closer a little, but Zuko flinched, so Sokka didn't get any closer. "And, there's nothing to be sorry for. You were half asleep anyway, and… I guess maybe I… kind of don't want to forget it happened." Sokka took a measured breath, reluctant to confess whilst Zuko was so upset and distressed, but he knew that if he'd kissed Zuko half asleep, he'd rather be nervously asked out than pretend it didn't happen and have his heart crushed. "I liked the kiss," Sokka confessed quietly.

Zuko inhaled sharply, going rigid, before he breathed out slowly, his breath shaking, but he relaxed his posture slightly. "Y… you…?"

"I like you," Sokka confessed carefully, "a lot. I'd like to fall in love with you, and all that soppy stuff. Not that I'm not already in love with you, but, I'd like us to fall deeper in love together, if that makes sense? So, uh… yeah, I'm into dudes too."

"I-" Zuko cut himself off, taking a measured breath and breathing out a small poof of flames. "Have been flirting with you since I joined team avatar," he continued, which certainly isn't what Sokka was expecting, but he certainly wasn't against this unusual development. "Thank you for noticing." That smirk Zuko gave him in the cooler when he breathed fire did things to Sokka, and now Sokka knew that it was meant to. Oh boy, Zuko was good at this and Sokka was screwed.

"Oh," Sokka replied eloquently, because he was smooth like that. "Cool! Wanna, uh..."

"Do an activity together…?" Zuko added awkwardly, and Sokka snorted at the irony- he'd once said that to Yue, and it was oddly reassuring and endearing to find out that Zuko was just as bad at this as Sokka was. He was an awkward little turtleduck.

"Sounds good," Sokka replied, reaching out to rest his hand on top of Zuko's. Zuko smiled softly to himself, blushing, so Sokka added, "and you're free to nap on me whenever you need to." Zuko lightly shoved him over with a smile.

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apprenticeofcups · 5 years

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I always see headcanon of a mc that draws well, but what about one in which the artistic abilities of the mc are terrible, has no proportion and anatomy. It's worse than the artistic abilities of Sokka from Avatar. How the main 6, would react when receiving a drawing that was supposed to represent them.

🎨Main 6 + Artistically-Challenged MC

Asra

It’s perfect! It’s imaginative, it’s abstract, and what better way to capture the essence of your labels-are-stupid, rules-are-meant-to-be-broken, nonbinary Gemini partner?

He refuses to hear a bad word about it

Refers to you as his artist, though he never shows your work off without your permission

“Commissions” you (he pays you in kisses and pumpkin bread) to draw more things to hang up around your room

Faust demands that you draw her, too, and curls around the paper happily, even though it looks like a sketchy noodle with uneven eyes

Asra takes you on a picnic date to the woods where you both sit and draw landscapes

He likes watercolor, and he’s not half-bad, but he always uses crazy colors (hot pink trees, green rivers, purple-and-blue stones)

The room you share is papered with your drawings and pieces you made together

Julian

He’ll fall on that sword for you. It’s not the artist - it’s the subject

Made his nose way too beaky? “Ah, perfect. No one ever gets that right” Legs so long and skinny he looks like a spider-person? “Spitting image”

After all, he’s not exactly one to talk about art skills

He’d offer to draw you in return, but his work could never compare to yours

If you were really broken up about it, he’ll do absolutely anything to make you laugh

“Maybe you’d do better with a live model…” “No–Julian–put your clothes back on”

Honestly, he couldn’t care less how “good” it is; he treasures any gift from you

He will put it on the wall in his office

Patients just assume it’s some kind of medical diagram, but it reminds him of you and he loves it

Nadia

She knows art well enough to give a legitimate critique

That is, she points out things you didn’t even notice - maybe proportion and anatomy aren’t your strong suit, but the composition is lovely, and you really have an eye for color

She doesn’t pick it apart and tell you everything that’s wrong with it, and if you try to apologize for it, she counters

“Never apologize for your work, my darling. I can see your passion in it, and that’s far more important.”

Clearly, this is something you love doing, and she wants to encourage you - fucked if she was amazing at everything she likes to do right off the bat

Only one way to get better

If you ask her for feedback, she’ll be honest - yes, that arm looks strange, no, the perspective’s a little skewed - but she’ll never stop encouraging you

She loves mutual-hobbying with you, sitting around the parlor and tinkering while you sketch

She keeps a collection of your work in a folio in her desk, and takes it out from time to time to admire it

Muriel

“...What is it?”

To be fair, no one’s ever drawn him before, and you’d feel worse about your abilities if he wasn’t such a blushing mess now that he knows what it is

He also definitely thought he had more scars than that

He made a carving of you a while back, but wasn’t sure if you’d like it, so he gives it to you now

Damn, it’s good, which doesn’t exactly make you feel great about what you gave him

He tries pointing out the things that are wrong with it to make you feel better, but it backfires in a way that’s sort of nice

“I didn’t get your hair right...it should be softer, like you want to run your fingers through it...”

Well, you can dish it back - you should’ve made his brow stronger, his eyes kinder...

And now you’re both blushing

Portia

She can’t help it. She giggles

You really went for it on the freckles, and she looks a little...Dalmatian-y

But don’t get her wrong, she puts it in a frame, and she wants 100 more of your drawings

“Draw me baking!--or in the garden--Oh! Draw Pepi!”

She takes to leaving you notes around the cottage with little cartoons on them

Pot pie for dinner tonight? 🥕🥧😻

And it seems the entire Devorak bloodline is devoid of artistic ability

That, or she’s drawing Pepi cross-eyed to make you laugh

You make her little notes back, and it turns out to be good practice

Not only do proportions come a little more easily, now, but you’re getting more comfortable doing quick sketches that don’t have to be perfect

The next time you give her a drawing, it’s a little better, but more importantly, you feel way better about it

Lucio

Well, he’s torn.

On the one hand, he loves getting gifts almost as much as he loves giving them, and you put in all that work to draw him, and who wouldn’t want to draw him

On the other hand…yikes

He won’t exactly say anything mean about it (“...Don’t feel bad. It’s not easy to capture this kind of beauty”)

But he doesn’t exactly have a poker face, either, and you just know he hates it

The thing is, he...doesn’t hate it

He used to have a veritable museum of gorgeous paintings of himself, and this is hard to look at, but he still...wants to look at it?

He hangs it in his room in a disproportionately-ornate frame, and if he hears anyone making fun of it, it’s on sight

You’ve never given him a gift without getting something in return, and this time he surprises you with new pencils, paper, inks, all the highest-quality supplies so you can get better

He doesn’t take much urging to pose for you (in fact, you have to ask him to stop) ☕

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matchup for 💗 @ciels-the-limit 💗

“hi, so since quarantine has led to a lot of self-reflection and a lot more being dropped by fake friends, i've taken a lot of time to sort of figure myself out and re-invent myself as the kind of person i want to be and not what anyone else wants. to celebrate i decided to come to my fave mods, specifically for a bnha student matchup~ i am bisexual, so let's go girls and boys!

personality: i'm an INTP-T, the oldest of three, and a libra. i'm slightly more omniverted, meaning i can be more introverted or extraverted depending, but i lean towards introversion. i keep my friend groups small but i'm on pretty good terms with almost everyone i know. i'm a bit of a tsundere to them though, and i'll never admit how much they mean to me. it just feels weak, ya know? conversation flows easily for me, and i can keep up chat about a pebble if i wanted to. people tend to tell me i'm mature. i'm really competitive and i'll never back down from a challenge. i'm headstrong and confident for the most part, but i feel things pretty deeply and get quite hurt/sad sometimes. i've struggled with a lot of different issues that i'm still working to overcome, but i don't ever like feeling like i'm relying on anyone or putting my burdens on them. i'm very scared of losing people. i have a kinda dark and really sarcastic sense of humor and almost everything i say sounds sarcastic or dead, but that's really just my tone of voice. i find it really hard to try at the things i don't care about, but i pride myself on my determination, creativity, and passion when it comes to the things i like though. i can be pretty bad with new people, and i can't stay interested in anything for very long. my biggest flaws are my hotheadedness, my temper, and my unwillingness to do anything that i don't want to do. i'm also a pretty bad procrastinator and i have a hard time communicating with people who i don't like. i can't sit still to save my life, and i can't focus in class if i'm asked to be still. no clue why, though. i also get distracted easily, so my grades in boring classes aren't exactly the best. i'm pretty good at making friends though! once i decide i like someone there's no stopping me, and i'm very loyal and protective. i am not afraid to cut a bish!

appearance: i'm short and spicy baby! kidding. i'm 5'3 with a bad case of rbf. i've got a more hourglass build and i'm kinda skinny? i have short straight hazel hair {think sokka, but longer}, and the front strands are dyed. my eyes are the same color, and i have monolids that i hate. i have lots of freckles, but only on my arms, back, and legs. i have a dimple on one side because i smile with a smirk. i wear lots of black and greys, but lately i've also been liking reds and teal. i like to dress with ripped jeans or cargoes with stompy shoes or converse, and crop tops or hoodies.

hobbies/things i like: coffee. aside from that, i like cats, music, swimming, archery, volleyball, dance, and literature. i also like anything that comes with an adrenaline rush and a dare factor. roller blades, skateboarding, rock climbing, and paintball are my faves. i enjoy the smell of cinnamon, coffee, the ocean, burning things, and strangely, burnt sugar. my hobbies include songwriting, jewelry making, and jogging. i like to take long walks alone or bike, and i'm always down to randomly go on adventures. i love a challenge, so as long as it's a competition, i'm winning. i also really like psychology and study of human behavior, and i've gotten really good at reading people. i do a lot of charity things and like helping people with their issues, since i like to listen.

the kinds of people i like: i think this might be helpful? i like similar people that i can relate to. if they have similar struggles, or they've been through similar things, i instantly feel like be could connect. intelligence is preferred but not required. i do enjoy a splash of competitiveness though, and i like it when people can go head-to-head with me in things. i like when i'm given nicknames but i'll never say that aloud. my friends call me luci and my close friends call me ciel {my name is luciel lol}. i adore fellow introverts, and also people who are mysterious/intriguing, because then there's more layers for me to unpack! if they can read what i feel {which is tough} then it's a plus.

immediate no's: people who are overtly optimistic or extroverted are a no-go, or the always happy type. i don't really vibe with people who seem 'boring' to me, or just are exhausting to be around. a girl's gotta charge her social battery, ya know? i don't like people who can't read the mood or who are clingy. i don't like small spaces, badly written books, or disloyal people.

okay i'm sorry this was so long but it feels so good to just be whoever i want. thank you so much!”

💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨💕✨

angel you’re so sweet i’m so glad you were able to become the person you want to be!!! i hope you’re doing well, and thank you for being so patient!!! 💕💕💕💕 (also monolids are beautiful and don’t let anyone tell u otherwise 😤💜💕💜)

i ship you with katsuki bakugou!

you’re similar in that you’re both hotheaded, competitive, love a challenge, confident, headstrong, and have a temper !! since you like helping people, and prefer people that you’re similar to, i think you would help bakugou come to terms with the parts of himself that he struggles with most. your similarities help you two connect, and because of this, bakugou treats you more like an equal, instead of an “extra” (like everyone else bdnsmsnsks). i think you’d help bring out the best in him 🥺

although he’s not “mysterious” per se, bakugou’s personality does have a lot of layers. he’s confused as to why you’d want to analyze and get to know him so enthusiastically, but it definitely fuels his ego nsndlsbsjsnsk -3-

you’re both a couple of tsunderes and EVERYONE teases you both about it JSKSJWKSJ like “you guys were made for each other~” or “they fight like a married couple!” cue bakugou’s yelling and not so hidden blush hehe-

katsuki really enjoys hearing your voice. even if he just responds with a grunt or a nod, he appreciates your ability to continue a nicely flowing conversation. ngl he loves the actual sound of your voice too, it’s really soothing to him <3

he takes most things incredibly seriously, so when he sees you pushing off assignments until the last minute he gets pretty upset. but it’s only bc bakugou wants you to succeed!!! he will literally drop everything and help you finish your assignment/chore/etc. but he’ll ofc deny that it’s bc he has your success in mind nsnsnsnnssn dummy (￣∀￣)

rock/mountain climbing!!! at first, bakugou saw you rock climbing at a gym and snorted saying he’d “take you to do it for real”. katsuki takes you mountain climbing, up to his favorite spot with the perfect view of the city, and he’s at his calmest. at this point he doesn’t deny your affection, he even returns it. you’ve got yourself a soft baku <3

katsuki picks up on your need for a social recharge, and will tap your hand, asking “you wanna get out of here?” when you nod yes, he’s honestly more than happy to leave an overly peppy social event bdnsmsnsksns. you’re never a bother to him no matter how much his tsundere-ness makes it seem like you are. bakugou’s biggest concern is your comfort, 100% ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

i also ship you with kyoka jiro!

she’s quite a chill and reserved person, so the contrast to your hotheaded and confident personality would be rlly cute hehe 👉👈but i also think you’d get along bc you’re both ambiverts, and enjoy the simplicity of each other’s company as well as hanging out with all of your friends!

you’re both lowkey tsunderes to each other ngl. kyoka is v shy with physical affection, and usually shows her love for you by playfully teasing you \(//∇//)\ if anyone (probably mina) were to poke fun at you guys and gush over how cute you’d be if you dated, you both are quick defend yourselves by denying your romantic feelings for each other ndmsnsksjsksnsm (￣∇￣) (everyone can see right thru you guys tho hehe-)

jiro is so excited when she hears that you write songs and enjoy music! she’s shy at first, but with a little persuasion she plays her guitar and brings your lyrics to life by singing her lil heart out to you (*´꒳`*) 💗

she can appreciate your dark humor and you’re both a very snarky and sarcastic couple hehe

kyoka really admires your ability to keep a conversation going. she gets a little awkward sometimes with people, but with you it’s like she can talk about anything for ages!! 💖 she also admires your confidence and determination. those qualities of yours give her the strength to do whatever she sets her mind to! when jiro is on a difficult mission for the hero course, she reminds herself of what you would do in that situation, which ultimately helps her persevere! ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

a way jiro likes to affectionately tease you is by giving you nicknames >:3 she picked up on how youd perk up at the sound of a nickname someone gave you, and kyoka has never stopped coming up with creative aliases for you, since （≧∇≦）

you’d look so cool together?? your styles are pretty similar and you swap clothes all the time aaaa (//∇//) she blushes like crazy when she finds you wearing one of her oversized hoodies or t shirts omg >\\\<

you bring out the best in her!! your need for thrill will show itself through your relationship, whether you’re at an amusement park or you want to explore an abandoned hospital at 3 am. jiro is terrified of these things, but when you push her to go with you and let loose, she has the most amazing time! your protective nature makes her feel secure and safe, giving her the ability to just have fun and laugh with you ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡

#katsuki bakugou matchup #kyoka jiro matchup #mha matchup #bnha matchup #mod honey #ciels-the-limit #submission

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bellatrixobsessed1 · 6 years

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I’ll Meet You At The Bottom (Part 45)

Sokka watched the last boat depart from the harbor. He clenched his fist and watched it grow ever distant. His father would be surprised to see him come home. He made a mission of taking the scenic routes, prolonging the trek home as much as he could. A few stars began glittering the sky with an icy cold brightness before his home came into view. In the sky above he could see the first dull illuminations of the arouras. He took a deep breath and continued to waddle over hills of snow, the stuff was coming down in large bursts now. The sky puffed small clouds of flakes into his face. Each one landed on him with a new glittering chill. He supposed he made it back just in time, there was going to be a big storm. It was only just the beginning and the winds were already growing violent. He could tell that they were in for a harsh season this year. With the wind to cover his cry he howled out in anger, he very well may have just missed the last boat of the season. He threw the door open with more force than intended.

“Sokka, what are you still doing here?”

“I couldn’t do it.” Sokka whispered. “I wanted to, but I was afraid.”

Hakoda stroked his forehead. “Of course you were afraid, you have to use that to push yourself forward. You were afraid during our hunt weren’t you? But what did you do?”

“I ran forward and went for it.” It had been the most exhilarating feeling, all of that fear had turned into pure adrenaline that exploded into a wash of pride.

“And you were thrilled.”

“I should have gotten onto that boat.” Sokka groaned.

“It’s too late to think about that now.” Hakoda replied. “We might be cut off from the other nations for a month or so. That’s a month you can use to think about what you’re going to say to everyone when you get back.”

Or I could be on my way to saying it right now, he cringed. “Is there any chance we can get another ship out?”

“Not even one.” Bato cut in. “You’re a good man, Sokka. Your words here are valued, but I’m not about to risk sending another sailor out in this.” He motioned to the roaring wind.

Sokka rasped his knuckles against his forehead. “I can’t believe I just watched them depart. I just let the opportunity go.” And now the ocean was the only thing that kept him from resolving his dilemmas. He wished he could say that he was surprised.

.oOo.

The sun beat down on Azula’s face. She had spent so much time huddled in her room away from its light, it would seem that she was making up for it now. Helping Zuko prepare for the dragon festival was a task for certain. This kind of work ought to be left for the servants, and yet it wasn’t so. She and Zuko, Iroh and Ursa, they were servants during the dragon festival. Everyone served the dragons, it was a high honor to do so, and would be a great shame to be excluded from the preparation services. So the princess found herself hoisting up banners that outweighed her greatly, banners that strained her back as she tried to position them well. By this time her cheeks were a sore, sun-scorched pink and her neck nearly as red as the gown covering her shoulders. Zuko, wasn’t in a much better state, with a sheen of sweat plastering his hair to his forehead as he pushed banquet tables into their positions. The greater amount of labor put into crafting the festival, the more praise one received form the dragon spirits. As much as Azula enjoyed that notion, she felt decently undignified having already put in thrice as much work as any of the actual servants. She huffed and resumed her task. This banner pole was particularly heavy and so awkwardly shaped that Azula wondered if she would ever get it erect.

“Need some help?”

Azula set the banner down once more. From Sokka or Chan she might have said yes. But it felt beneath her to accept it from a stranger. “I’m doing fine on my own.” She lifted the pole again.

The boy watched her struggle for some time before commenting. “I can tell.”

Azula gave an annoyed and haughty sniff before approaching the pole with renewed vigor. At last it stood tall. “Naturally, you can.” She found herself the nearest pillar and leaned upon it, panting some. Her face was plenty red.

“Here.” He offered her a water skin. She used it only to splash some of the cool liquid onto her face. The boy pushed a pair of golden glasses up his nose. Azula narrowed her eyes at him, assessing the boy. He was lean, perhaps a little too slender and had an array of freckles splayed over his face. Over his shoulder crawled a tiny white elephant-mouse. He looked up at the banner, reminding her that she needed to unfurl it. Tugging the rope binding it took only a little less force than it had to stand the banner up in the first place. But eventually it came loose, boasting brilliant red silk and an embroidered black and gold dragon. “I can’t believe you got that thing up all by yourself.” He paused, “I don’t know why I can’t believe it. You always perform better when challenged.”

“What do you know about that?” Azula asked.

“A lotta stuff, I guess.” The boy shrugged. “Like you how you made a point of sticking around the more Chan told you to leave…”

“Wire?”

He smiled, that crooked, lopsided smile.

“Sorry, I didn’t recognize you without your layer of dirt and bugs.”

“I miss my bugs. My ma doesn’t though, she doesn’t even know about Petro.” The elephant-mouse came to rest in his palm, he stroked it tentatively with the other hand. “She doesn’t like animals…” He frowned and then looked up at her, studying her more closely. “I almost didn’t recognize you without the Ruby Tears.” He concluded.

“Is that right?”

“You don’t look like you’re going to die anymore.”

A fair assessment, Azula supposed. “If I have to put up one more banner, I might just.”

“You made it home.” He remarked. “So you can’t tell me what’s going on with my friends.”

“They’re here in the Capital, actually. At least Khoza and Yoona are. The last I heard, the rest of them were heading to Ember Island with Chan.” She paused. “Perhaps I can get them to come back, at least to see you.”

“Why wouldn’t they want to come back.”

“I might have hurt Chan’s feelings.” Azula mumbled. “It’s a long story.”

“Great! I could use one of those, the stories my folks tell me aren’t very exciting when they do talk to me.”

Azula wasn’t one for recounting her struggles but Wire was so innocently curious. Behind that bright eagerness, the boy seemed sad, maybe lonely. So she caved and decided to detail her endeavors from the withdrawals to the mind games. She found that she rather enjoyed sharing it, hearing from her own lips that she was finally better off than before.

.oOo.

It was driving him crazy, being cooped up like this. Under different circumstances, he might have enjoyed it. Being wrapped up in furs by the light of a fire, all nice and cozy next to Katara with a steaming bowl of sea prune stew and their father’s wild tales of the Water Tribe in his youth. This was not such a night. There was a fire going, sure, and he had a warm meal and lots of furs. But Katara was horribly missing and there were no fun tales, just the merciless wind whistling over the shelter and his father and Bato discussing how ill-prepared they were for an early winter. He stirred his seaweed noodles absent-mindedly. The more irrational side of him screamed at him to acquire himself his own boat and try to make it to the Fire Nation. The rational side considered Hakoda’s advice.

What would he say to Azula when he saw her again? Would he just let her speak first? He could already hear her berating him and threatening to stick him in a prison cell—next to Ozai just to add an extra kick. He could apologize but how unfulfilling and hollow would that be?

No matter how hard he thought it through, he couldn’t come up with any form of apology that seemed adequate. Worse over, he couldn’t even promise himself that he could refrain from lashing out at the woman again.

He was both afraid of her and afraid of what he could do to her. More than anything he was afraid that he would find a way to cope with the roots of his problem. Maybe if he made amends with her, Azula would be so kind as to take him to the Forgetful Valley. Snow whipped against the side of his house reminding him that no matter which option he chose, he would have to wait.

.oOo.

Wire seemed to have enjoyed her story. Relaying it had distracted her from the pulsing in her sore muscles and the irritating sunburn that tingled on her neck.

“At least your ma is trying.” Wire said when she had caught up to her current conundrums. “Mine, she doesn’t like me much, she never did. So she never tries.”

“She doesn’t hurt you?”

“Not anymore.” Wire replied, “she mostly just ignores me now.” He tapped his foot awkwardly on the ground. “Since I went to the Ash Pit she’s been treating me like I’m dirty, I think she keeps me around just to keep people from gossiping.”

“The elephant-mouse probably doesn’t help.” Azula couldn’t help the remark. “Since my opinion matters more than hers, I don’t think you’re dirty.”

“She’s actually kinda cute.” He held Petro out to her. Azula flinched away. “Just hold her, I gave her a bath and everything.” Before Azula could protest, she had an elephant-mouse scampering over her arm. Wire retracted his hand. “So are you going to look for him?”

“Who? Sokka?” She asked, swiftly catching the rodent before it could reach her neck. It squeaked and squirmed—in joy or discomfort, Azula couldn’t decipher.

“Yeah.” Wire answered.

“He doesn’t want to be found. He’ll come home when he does.” Azula stated flatly.

“You said that he searched for you.” Wire pointed out.

“Yes.” She agreed.

��“Shouldn’t you do that for him?”

“I’m sure he’d be thrilled to seem me standing at his door…or the door of whoever he’s staying with.” Azula replied sarcastically. “He left because of me, I know you heard that part of my story.”

Wire shrugged. “Chan said that you have a habit of inviting yourself to places and staying when you’re told to leave. Why break it now?”

Azula blinked. “I’m starting to like Petro more than I like you.” The elephant-mouse twitched its ears.

“Good, ‘cause she likes you.” After a moment’s thought he added, “So does the fish man.”

Azula crinkled her nose. “Fish man. I’ll have to let him know that you said that. Whenever he gets back.”

“You mean whenever you find him.”

“Wire, I have other matters to foresee. This festival for one. My mother, my uncle…” She pointed to her crown.

“I think that Fire Lord Zuko can handle the crown alone for a few more days.”

“And my mother? We haven’t finished our conversation.”

“Take her with you.” Wire replied simply.

“She doesn’t want to go on some blind chase. Besides, Aang, Katara, and Toph are already looking for him. Well, Toph isn’t exactly looking per say, but you get the point.”

“Great, you can cover all of the places they haven’t looked yet.” With a silly grin, he took Petro back.

“Jun-Hisoka! Jun, there you are!” The woman had such a voice that Azula loathed. It oozed with drama and gave off an air of false pomp. “Jun-Hisoka what did I tell you about wandering to far from mommy? I can’t have you running away and playing in the trash again.” She took his hand and Azula could see his face bunch up in discomfort. And then to Azula she dipped her head. “My apologies, Fire Lord Azula. I hope he hasn’t bothered you, he’s a bit of a pest, running about, making a mess of things.”

Azula had a collection of responses at the ready. Both ‘he’s bothering me alright, just not how you think’ and a very contradictory, ‘he’s not the one bothering me’ among them. But instead she settled on, “he’s not a bother at all.” She supposed a well-intended fib couldn’t hurt, “he was just helping me put up a few banners.”

Something in the woman’s jaw worked, she was skeptical, but it wasn’t her place to pose any questions. Instead and with the slightest twitch of her lips she turned Jun…to Wire and grumbled, “put that filthy creature down and off with you.”

Head hung low, he set Petro down and let his mother tug him away. The critter stared at Azula with its teeny nose twitching. Azula sighed, she supposed it couldn’t hurt to hang onto the elephant-mouse until she ran into Wire again. If nothing else, Toph would get a kick out of the creature. There was only one more banner to arrange and then she could go back inside and see what the others had come up with.

Anticipating no leads at all, she didn’t know what to do when Katara declared that they’d found something. Something they wouldn’t have found if Katara wasn’t such a sore loser and pointed out that Toph couldn’t have possibly won because she couldn’t read.

They had found his signature in one of the logs.

#Sokkla #Azula #Sokka #Avatar #Aang #Katara #Toph #Zuko #Fanfiction

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Rules: Always post the rules. Answer 11 random questions posted for you. Create 11 new ones and tag 11 people. Let the person who tagged you know that you answered.

I was tagged by @asleepinawell

1. Favorite TV show opening credits?

I truly love Tokyo Ghouls opening song Unravel so much that that’s my auto answer, but Ruroni Kenshin’s first opening Freckles is fucking bad ass, like, I saw that over 10 years ago and it still goes hard man (also FMA 2003 opening 2 and 4, and all of FMA:B are great and also fucking Death Note I’m really indecisive okay). But if you mean non anime um, iZombie because I sing it like a loser every god damn time even when I’m trying not to

2. What’s a place you’ve visited that makes you feel calm?

Austin’s Botanical gardens/botanical gardens in general, there’s hardly ever people and it’s full of flowers and little waterfalls and just so pretty and quiet it’s great

3. What’s a random moment from one of your favorite shows that makes you laugh whenever you remember it?

Sokka getting high on cactus juice “It’s the quenchiest!”

4. If you could have any pet (real or imaginary), what would you choose?

Pocket Dragon, more dangerous than pocket sand, adorable, small and ferocious and cuddly like a cat

5. Favorite comfy/lounging around the house clothes?

Black Boxer Briefs and my Swype Tshirt

6. Favorite type of hot beverage? (specific type too if applicable…like jasmine tea).

Passion Fruit Tea

7. A book/show/movie/game/etc you experienced as a kid that impacted your life?

If we count 13-18 as still a kid, Imagine Me and You helped me accept I liked girls a bit better, if 12 and under for kid then god I’ve blacked out a lot of my childhood fuck if I know? Rugrats was my favourite show and definitely impacted my life in some way I’m sure

8. Last book/fic that you read and enjoyed?

Space Western AU is my lifeforce tbh

9. You are allowed to plan a one-day long vacation/adventure with unlimited funding. What do you do? (time to travel to/from destinations does not need to be included in the 24 hours unless you want a party plane or something idk).

Am I allowed to bring a friend? Cause if so I wanna go spelunking (I mean going to see the Great Barrier Reef before it dies should also be in that 24 hours too, but like let me explore underwater caves with my best friend for a day, how cool would that be). Like that could be like a half day or like a 3/4 of it, and then like just popping around the world for some really awesome food, I’m assuming sleep is for the weak in this 24 hours so then let’s just imagine i have like 4 hours left and I want to go see a volcano, realize that the smell of sulphur is gross and then like say screw that and go somewhere that we couldn’t normally go, like see a normally sold out musical like Hamilton (or like can I make the original cast of Wicked get back for a show I want that more)

10. You’ve been selected to join an epic battle in a fantasy world. What type of badass weapon do you choose (sword, crossbow, pike, etc…not guns)?

So my heart says cool ass sword or like dual blades, but my heart also says a bad ass staff with magical powers, but also I wanna make greek fire and set traps for the opposing army so like idk any of those would be perf

11. A strange old lady at the crossroads offers you a choice between 1) a vast sum of wealth that you will never have to pay taxes or get audited on, 2) the ability to read minds, 3) a pet velociraptor named Feathers who will love you unconditionally (and won’t eat your existing pets). Which do you choose? (please note that options 2 and 3 cannot be bought with option 1. stop trying to be clever).

Is my vast sum of money enough to buy a velociraptor and the proper people to help me train her to not eat my existing pets and let me pet her? Like it doesn’t have to be that specific one named Feathers. Otherwise I still want the wealth and I’ll just move to Germany, travel the world, play a shit ton of games, and then live a boring life without the fear of starving or dying in general

tagging: @kat-anni, @finickyfox, @like-all-good-lions, @sociallyanxiousdragon, @mayicee

1. Favourite song on the radio when you were in Elementary

2. Favourite Superhero sidekick

3. If you could change the world to follow your preferred sleep schedule what time would people start their day?

4. If you were to make an Aesthetic blog what would be on it?

5. What is your karaoke song that pulls at you to sing it even if you don’t normally sing in front of people (or if you do, the one that you absolutely want to sing)?

6. Your preferred bag to hold things, is it a backpack/messenger bag/clutch/what???

7. If you were a cartoon character and could only wear one outfit for the rest of your life (not counting if you needed something different for work, this is your daily out and about outfit), what would it look like?

8. How often do you get sucked in for clickbait/buzzfeed quizzes

9. Favourite Meme OF ALL TIME

10. If you could learn everything for one obscure thing that would have no impact on your life (like how to make glass or the location of that place in ye old ancient times that no one bothered to write the actual location to because everyone knew where it was that kind of obscure) what would it be?

11. Instrumental music: Strings or Piano, you can’t have both and I’m ignoring the other instruments like wind and drums.

#personal #tag game

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