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casualdadnomad · 7 months

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ATLA Modern High School AU (complete)

green: silly situation headcanons pink: ships orange: character headcanons blue: canon stuff in the AU

Complete collection of my high school AU! Predecessor to my current project which is the college AU :)

The Gaang Eats Stuff / / The Gaang Drinks Stuff / / Road Trip / / Small Town Shenanigans / / School Dance / / Quarantine Habits / / Gaang+Technology / / Kyoshi Color Guard / / Slumber Party / / Mega Ship Post / / Gaang Gets Jobs / / Favorite Shows/Movies / / Zukka+Technology / / Zuko+Toph Friendship / / Aesthetics Part One: Toph / / Aesthetics Part Two: Katara / / Modern Gaang + Curse Words / / Gaang Music Tastes / / Aesthetics Part Three: Aang / / Azula and Ozai Character Breakdown / / Modern Gaang + Ringtones / / Aesthetics Part 4: Suki / / Mai+Toph Friendship / / Gaang Game Night / / Toph+Sokka Friendship / / Hot Topic Mai / / MY FIRST GF TURNED INTO THE MOON!! / / High School Gaang Heights & Ages / / Modern Gaang + Plants

Modern Gaang Hobbies / / Modern Gaang + Pets / / Modern Gaang Emergency Contacts / / Sokka Drives His Friends Places / / Toph is a Zukka Shipper / / Background On Lu Ten / / Modern Gaang in the Autumn / / Social Media + Modern Gaang / / Toph is a Zukka Shipper Part Two / / Zukka + Graffiti / / The Gaang At Pride / / Guy’s Night / / Zukka Art Headcanons / / Zuko and Azula: Sibling Relationships / / Sokka’s Love Language (Zukka nonsense) / / Zukka Being Stupid feat. Katara and Toph / / Covid School Gaang / / Mai Lee Being Iconic / / Generalized Zukka Nonsense / / Birthdays With The Gaang / / Azula Friendships / / Toph Finds Out About Zukka / / Established Relationship Zukka

Most Embarrassing Moments / / Favorite Smells / / Toph is a Zukka Shipper Part Three / / Halloween Gaang!! / / Best and Worst Classes / / Girls Only Sleepover / / McDonald’s Incident Shenanigans / / Carnival Gaang Time / / Gaang x Among Us / / Cursed Glee Headcanons / / Gaang x Slang Words / / Favorite Sokka Headcanons / / Gaang Gets Ice Cream / / Modern Gaang in the Winter / / Modern Gaang and Alcohol lol / / Modern Tokka / / Gaang x Fandoms / / Gaang x Calendars / / More Zukka Headcanons / / Modern Sukka / / Gaang Arts Classes / / Group Chat Vibing / / Gaang Goes to Disney! / / Quotes As ATLA Characters / / Katara and Zuko are Homies!! / / COLLEGE Gaang LIVES together

more Toph&Sokka friendship stuff / / Zuko’s introduction to the gaang / / Gaang Origin Story / / Mai Lee at Hot Topic / / Modern Gaang Group Chat / / is a tomato a vegetable? / / Modern Gaang goes to Target / / Blue Spirit but make it MODERN / / Dungeons and Dragons with the Modern Gaang / / gays being gay / / Gaang and their Rooms / / Casual Bending in the AU / / Aang and Sokka being Bros

Note: these are in chronological order so there might be continuity errors, i did all these over the course of like two years lol. If you finished this, check out my College Gaang AU, which I add to regularly!

#atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender au #atla au #modern atla #modern atla au #atla high school au #atla headcanon

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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Watch the 2024 American Climate Leadership Awards for High School Students now: https://youtu.be/5C-bb9PoRLc

The recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by student climate leaders! Join Aishah-Nyeta Brown & Jerome Foster II and be inspired by student climate leaders as we recognize the High School Student finalists. Watch now to find out which student received the $25,000 grand prize and top recognition!

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stardust948 · 22 days

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Zutara school picture

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#atla #zutara #zuko x katara #picrew #high school au

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icansmelltheghostsofsmoke · 2 months

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my favourite headcanon about zuko in a modern au was that he was a private school kid and after he moved in with iroh at age ~13 he had a massive culture shock to public school. and like, snobby culture shock, stuff he thinks is normal but isn't. why is the lunch so bad, can no one here afford clothing that actually looks good?, why don't you have to say the pledge of allegiance every morning? but he gets into enough fights within the first month to figure out he might want to shut up about it

#atla #zuko #prince zuko #modern au #high school #middle school #avatar the last airbender #public school

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the-badger-mole · 4 months

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36 for zutara, please?

"I wish I could hate you."

She should be angry. She had every right. He deserved it. But she had a soft spot for people who needed care. He kept his face as stoic as possible, but there was a sincerity in his eyes that he couldn’t mask, terrible actor as he as. Finally, Katara huffed and dropped her shoulders. Zuko’s face lit up with hope.

“I really wish I could hate you,” she muttered. “That big lead I got us in the relay, and you tripped?”

“I’m really sorry,” he groaned. “And humiliated.” Katara kissed him.

“It's okay. I’ll trip anyone who laughs at you.”

#atla #zutara #drabble prompts #ask game #ask the badger mole #high school AU #part 2 #track teammates

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ecoamerica · 2 months

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Watch the American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 now: https://youtu.be/bWiW4Rp8vF0?feature=shared

The American Climate Leadership Awards 2024 broadcast recording is now available on ecoAmerica's YouTube channel for viewers to be inspired by active climate leaders. Watch to find out which finalist received the $50,000 grand prize! Hosted by Vanessa Hauc and featuring Bill McKibben and Katharine Hayhoe!

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queen-isabelle-writes · 4 months

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Zutara she's the man au!

When Katara's soccer team is cut from Omashu High, she decides to take matters into her own hands. Luckily for her, her brother is disappearing off the face of the planet for the next two weeks, which gives her just enough time to pretend to be him, get on Ba Sing Se Academy's soccer team, and crush Omashu High. She does not plan on having a hot roommate. That could be a problem.

#zutara #zuko x katara #zuko #katara #avatar the last airbender #atla #queen isabelle writes #she's the man au #modern au #high school au #soccer au #fanfiction #fanfic #fic #ao3 #archive of our own

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flameohotfamily · 2 years

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goth cheerleader mai yes a sss tier like her altering her uniform for her liking but still with mini skirt, pop pom weapons chefs kiss. imaGING EVERYONE'S REACTIONS

zuko would be ASTONISHED for sure.

and wait a minute, i guess i had a post about it haha <3

#silly high school maiko #maiko atla #atla maiko #mai atla #zuko atla #maiko high school au #high school atla #cheerleader mai

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stardust948 · 3 months

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Frenemies AU

*Ozai and Ursa making out in class*

Piandao, annoyed: Ozai please kiss your girlfriend on your own time.

Ozai, smug: Oh I will.

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Poppy: *struggling to walk in new high heels*

Ukano: Hi Poppy. Are those Xing boots?

Poppy: Yes! With the 10 inch heels!

Ukano: Nice.

Poppy: I'm still learning how to walk in them. Do you mind?

Ukano, leaning in: Grab on.

Poppy: Thanks! *Grabs Ukano's hair and walks to class*

[15 years later]

Poppy: And that is why Ukano's hair is thinning.

Toph: Mom WTF.

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Bumi, handing Hakoda and Bato sausages: Here you go.

Hakoda: Thanks! Mmm what kind of sausage is this?

Bumi, laughing: Oh you know.

Bato: Like what kind of meat is this made of?

Bumi: *Laughs and walks away*

Hakoda and Bato:

Hakoda and Bato: *spits out sausage*

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Ursa: *falling asleep*

Kya: Ursa!

Ursa, jerks awake: Hi hello?

Kya: Bam! *gives her a gift*

Ursa: Oh, you're my secret santa?

Kya: Yep! Open it up!

Ursa, opening the gift: ... You got me a cricket?

Kya: I caught you a cricket. The very one that's been keeping you up.

Ursa: No way! How?

Kya: Your mom let me into your RV and I lured it with peanut butter.

Ursa: How'd you know crickets like peanut butter?

Kya: Everyone likes peanut butter.

Bumi: Is that a cricket?

Ursa: Yeah.

Bumi: Can I have it?

Ursa: Sure...

Bumi, giving it to Ukano: Here you go from your secret santa.

Ukano: A cricket! That's hot.

#atla #atla au #high school au #frenemies au #victorious #ozai #ursa #poppy #hakoda #bato #kya #urzai #parents gaang #source: victorious #ukano #bumi #toph

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envihellbender · 27 days

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Tristan/Atlas scenarios

Rating: Mature

Fandom: Atlas Six

Characters: Tristan Caine, Atlas Blakely

Content: character death x2, canon divergent, noncon, high school au, reference to caning

Summary: A series of scenarios from alternate universes regarding Tristan Caine and Atlas Blakely.

Scenario 6

“Mister Caine,” a voice said snapping Tristan up from his laptop. He was sat in his Father’s pub, looking over the books and all the other boring grunt work the Witch King of Crime left to keep Tristan busy. The man made it clear from the beginning that any ability his son had was useless to him. In response, Tristan also made it very clear he wanted to leave, it was clear no one wanted him there for one thing. However, Adrian was very good at keeping a tight grip on Tristan and had done so for so long he didn’t even know why he did any more. Back to the present however Tristan’s work was interrupted by the sudden appearance of a man far too well dressed for the environment he found himself in.

“Can I help you?” Tristan asked, visibly confused. Beyond the sneers and free drinks no one gave him a second thought in this establishment and he liked it that way.

“I have a proposition for you,” the man said simply, seemingly oblivious to everyone around them who couldn’t help but stare.

“You want my father-” Tristan began before Atlas raised one hand dismissively and shook his head.

“I have no use for Adrian Caine, you’re the one I need.” The man pulled out a chair and sat cautiously perched keeping his hands off of the sticky table.

“You… What’s your angle, mate?” Tristan couldn’t believe a wealthy stranger simply would approach him as if he was someone who was worth a single thought.

“Ah, I haven’t introduced myself, have I? Atlas Blakely, of the Alexandrian society.” He spoke very simply yet with far more gravitas than Tristan was used to.

“Never heard of it,” Tristan mumbled. He looked down at his laptop and frowned, he wanted to be alone more than ever, certainly not looked down on by some wealthy man from a secret society.

“Hardly a surprise, we are a group of the best, most intelligent medians in charge of the biggest archive of the world’s knowledge, anything else I cannot divulge outside of the institute.”

“You must have me mixed up with someone else, mate.”

“I assure you, I don’t.” Atlas sighed and leaned forward - his words were becoming intense alongside his stare. “You have abilities I’ve not seen before, I think there is potential inside of you. No matter what disguise anyone would wear, anyone in the world you’d see exactly who they were underneath it. You could be working for an intelligence agency, you could crack codes, anything. I wish to simply take you in before anyone else sees what you’re worth.”

“I- thats one hell of a speech.” Tristan was visibly taken aback and embarassed. He felt so horrifyingly perceived. Atlas slipped a card from his pocket and left it next to Tristan’s laptop.

“My invitation has been extended, whether you accept it is up to you. Nice to meet you, Mister Caine,” Atlas said rising to his feet, leaving Tristan to stare at him as he left like he was a baffling hallucination.

Scenario 8a

“You can’t kill Atlas,” Callum had said that morning, the words teasing and coquettish, almost. He told Tristan that whilst they were in bed together, his bare chest against Callum’s naked warm back. Tristan had insisted he could, Callum simply pointed out that Tristan hadn’t been able to murder him. Now, he was stood in Atlas’s office staring face to face with the man who as far as Tristan could tell, was a body for the Library. Now it turned out Libby hadn’t been sacrificed, they had to get rid of someone. It made sense that they chose the one who had been responsible for dragging the powerful young adults with god complexes under one roof and playing mind games with them for two years. Tristan didn’t bother to pretend there was any other reason for him coming into Atlas’s office, he was fully aware that Atlas knew. There was no need to insult either of their intelligence.

“Mister Caine,” Atlas said simply staring at the silent Tristan who had been stood there trying to build up the courage to act. Were Atlas not a telepath he might have been quite baffled by the whole affair. “I think it may be best you do not act on what you have mistakenly convinced yourself needs to be done.”

“The Library needs bodies. Yours being one of them,” Tristan said simply. “You ducked out of the murder once, remember? And shit followed your fellow initiates everywhere they went their entire lives as a result.”

“Rumours. Nothing of the sort happened.”

“Why can’t it be you? The one we kill.”

“I never said it couldn’t be.”

“Good, then you’ll go down without a fight.”

“I didn’t say that-” Atlas began, only to be interrupted by a click and a loud blast that caused Tristan to grow disoriented, his ears aching as a ringing sound filled them. When he managed to look back he saw Atlas was face down on his desk, his skull blown open with bits brain lodged into the cracks on Atlas’s vintage desk. There was a large bloody hole on the side of the man’s temple, the golden bullet visible in his shaved head, nearly lodged into the skull. Behind Atlas stood Callum with a smirk on his face.

“I was going to do that! I just wanted to talk to him first,” Tristan snapped, his hands holding onto his ears and a scowl carved into his face. “Fuck! Why didn’t you use a silencer? Shit, you might have fucked up my ear drums.

“Took too long,” Callum shrugged, seemingly oblivious to Tristan’s pain but the wince in his eyes and tensing of his limbs showed that he felt every second. “Who’s next?”

“Next is Rhodes’ ex-boyfriend,” Tristan mumbled. “Then hopefully the Library will…”

“Accept you as it’s Lord and saviour?” Callum suggested, with a sly smirk.

“Fuck you.”

Scenario 8b

Mister Caine. What do you think you’re doing?

The words shot through Tristan’s mind like an icicle through his temples. Atlas hadn’t shown this ability before, he could see into minds not place thoughts into them. Or so Tristan thought. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and tried to empty his mind.

Do you think that gun will take me down, Mister Caine?

“Snap out of it, ignore him,” Tristan muttered. He hadn’t even reached Atlas’ office yet. Callum was already there, a distraction of sorts he supposed. The voice in Tristan’s head told him how well that was going.

Don’t worry, Mister Nova is quite safe. He thinks he’s untouchable. It’s amusing.

Tristan felt his heartbeat in his ears, but it didn’t cover Atlas’s barbed thoughts. He felt his footsteps vibrate through his body, the noise and sensation. His breathing grew heavier and stronger as he reached the handsome oak door, one hand reaching for the brass handle.

Do you think you and Mister Nova can take me?

This time the thought was highlighted with a laugh, one that was filled with pity and amusement. Tristan slammed the door open, he saw Callum sat on a chair opposite Atlas. Tristan was surprised to see he was dressed in one of his favourite suits. A dark purple fabric, a silver shirt, bespoke leather shoes dyed a dull silverish grey, and with one leg over the other, Tristan could see Callum had forgone socks. His pale ankles were at the centre, the first thing the eyes went to. The whore, Tristan thought in amusement.

“You’d think a telepath wouldn’t double book,” Callum remarked before anyone greeted each other.

“Mister Caine, can I help you?” Atlas said coldly. His eyes piercing through Tristan’s chest almost causing his heart to stop. Callum’s feet were both on the floor now, one hand in the table and his gaze was searching through Atlas’s body for anything useful. He decided to turn down the aspect that wanted to kill Tristan or at least stop himself from being killed. He upped Atlas’s recklessness, and added in an extra few tablespoons of wanting to kill Callum instead.

“Don’t mind him, he’s just the jealous type.” Callum’s joke either went over everyone’s head or they were not in the mood for such frivolity. Tristan let out a pained gasp and winced, Callum turned back to Atlas with a scowl. “Forcing a horrible memory into his mind isn’t very unsporting.”

“He’s showing me how he plans to kill you,” Tristan said through his teeth.

“Yes, well, even the family gardener thinks about killing me, I wouldn’t worry,” Callum said dismissively. Atlas stood up, kicking out the chair from behind him. Callum smirked, that restlessness was about to pay off.

“Do you know why you want to kill me? Is it a thought that came from you or someone else?” Atlas asked, turning his head to the left side as he spoke.

“I’d know if someone implanted something in my head, I’m not like you,” Tristan replied in a low voice. Atlas didn’t go for Tristan as expected, instead in a swift movement he used an ability he’d clearly been working on for a very long time. He shifted the room so that Callum was in his arms. Atlas’s hand tightened in Callum’s hair and making a fist, he bent the young man’s spine bend back on itself to use him as a human shield. However, seeing Callum be manhandled, seeing his eyes going wide and empty, seeing his body panic as he went as limp as a rag doll… Tristan gave three shots. Two hit Atlas in the face, one missed. When Callum gingerly got to the floor, coated in blood, viscera, and bits of brain, his ears were still ringing and aching.

“You could’ve shot me,” Callum said, in a strange mixture of anxiety, shock, and arousal. “You were extremely close to shooting me.”

“I know. But I didn’t,” Tristan shrugged, his eyes not leaving the corpse on the office floor.

Scenario 8c

When Tristan watched Atlas Blakely enter his flat, he wondered if he knew what was about to happen. Atlas had a wary look about him, ever since Tristan had opened the door he was looking over his shoulder and seemed… Off, somehow. In fact, Tristan was sure in fact that it wasn’t Atlas at all, it was … an animation? He thought. He’d never seen it before and thought they were just a myth… Regardless, it was a form of magic that he knew his father wouldn’t see through. Tristan couldn’t help but steal a quick glance at the cameras watching them. It was a terribly kept secret that Adrian Caine had devices and people specifically placed and hired for spying on his children. Tristan couldn’t help but admire the animation posing as Atlas that had been sent to him. They made small talk for a little while, Tristan pretended to be interested in his society, and Atlas’ animation gave a few stock answers that seemed real enough. Tristan offered him a whiskey, Atlas said he didn’t drink. That was another reason Adrian Caine hated the man, probably, Tristan thought.

“I am sorry about this you know,” Tristan said eventually, and the fact that when he slipped a gun from the waistband of his trousers and shot Atlas Blakely in the forehead with little to no reaction was the final confirmation what Tristan had seen from the second he opened the door. The real Atlas Blakely was a telepath, he’d have known Tristan’s intentions immediately and dealt with him. Clearly the man had suspected Tristan and Adrian’s plan and sent an animation in his place to test the waters. It didn’t matter to Tristan, his father got his little show. He downed his whiskey, deliberately avoiding the bleeding mess sat on his favourite armchair.

“There you go, dad, it’s done,” Tristan said solemnly as he toasted into the closest camera.

Scenario 15

“Do you know why you’re here, Mister Caine?” The Headmaster asked, Tristan sat on the other side of his desk, his arms folded and scowling at his scuffed trainers. As Tristan regularly told his friends, Atlas Blakely had a “hard-on” for him. Whatever Tristan did, for some reason the man had an opinion on it whether it was good or bad. Apparently that extended to the area under the water tower where him and his friends hung out after school.

“Nope,” Tristan answered, it was a lie but as far as he was concerned he’d done nothing wrong on school grounds.

“You, Mister Nova, and Miss Komali, were spotted smoking-”

“Outside of school,” Tristan interrupted. Atlas frowned, people didn’t interrupt him.

“You were wearing your school uniforms, thus associated with the school.” Atlas had a proud smirk on his lips, as if it was the ace up his sleeve he’d just revealed.

“So are Callum and Parisa going to be brought to the Headmaster’s office or is it just the lad from Bethnal Green who gets that treatment?” Tristan asked pointedly, he knew it wasn’t a class thing - he could hear the east end in Atlas’s voice even if he desperately tried to hide it. However, until Atlas admitted he wasn’t the toff he pretended to be, he was going to play whatever cards he had.

“Mister Caine,” Atlas responded, Tristan hated the way his lips curled around his name. It sent a chill up his spine. “I assure you Mister Nova and Miss Parisa will be brought to me. This is nothing to do with your upbringing.”

“Just feels like I get singled out a lot.”

“Mister Caine.” Tristan winced, the exact same tone like he was about to be swallowed whole again. “You have potential, something I do not wish to see squandered. You know full well that had the police caught you smoking marijuana Mister Nova would have gotten off Scott free, and Miss Komali’s connections would’ve ensured it was-”

“Weren’t smoking weed,” Tristan interrupted. A lie, but something that may help his case a little that Atlas couldn’t disprove. “They were just regular cigarettes.”

“I- I was told it was clearly an illicit substance,” Atlas said indignantly. He had a stammer and his smirk faltered, Tristan took delight in that.

“Well, they were wrong. Your source either made it up or made a mistake,” Tristan shrugged. He had a small smile on his lips. He knew full well Atlas was having him followed but he could hardly admit it.

“Fine, if you insist.” Atlas had an irritated scowl which Tristan couldn’t help but feel a little smug about. “You have had your first warning, Mister Caine. If you are found to be smoking either cigarettes or something else I will have to inform your father. However, for now, we can settle this in house for now. Do stand up, won’t you?”

“Yes, sir,” Tristan responded curtly, getting to his feet and reluctantly unfastening his belt as Atlas stood and retrieved his cane.

#envi writes #atlas six #Tristan Caine #atlas blakely #scenarios from the multiverse #high school au #crime au #character death

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the-badger-mole · 4 months

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Hello! I loved all your drabbles,, is it alright if I request the number 38 for zutara? Thanks!

It sure is! It's quite alright!

"You fainted…straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes.”

Katara shouldn’t have come to school today, but her dad’s girlfriend was visiting. Katara couldn’t bear Malina’s attempts at maternal care patiently.

By the end of the day, she was both freezing and overheated. Her last class was debate, and he was her opponent. Zuko stood by the door, studying his notes. He looked up, that stupid scornful smirk on his face. The earth shifted when she met his eye, and suddenly he looked scared. He caught her as the ground rushed up towards her. He still smirked, but there was a worried furrow in his brow.

“You know, if you wanted my attention, you didn’t have to faint in my arms,” he said.

#atla #zutara #drabble prompt #ask game #ask the badger mole #high school AU #katara does NOT like malina

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