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Me and my friends were talking about how Zuko and Mai are just the worst canon relationship in AtLA, and decided that Zuko would find his true passion with Sokka.

I haven't seen the movie, so this happens at some unspecified time at an unspecified place.

corvidkusnos

This was where my mind was the whole time soz gang

Not to mention Zuko calling a man attractive and Sokka saying Zuko has a beautiful face

Zukka gang how we feelin

Putting this here instead of keeping in tags but edit: Reminder that Paramount donates to lsrael [x x] and while it is genuinely awful for the artists, maybe think twice before defending giving money to a company that actively funds genocide.

petricorah

based on that one portlandia bit [ids in alt]

chiptrillino-art

TW: Bruises, Freezing, Torture, blood

(ID in ALT text) congratulation to @ihni for winning the small contest in last years ZukkaThirst event. (@zukkathirst) Ihni was very generous and gave me lots of freedom for the price peaces. so at the end it became like three drawings. hope you like these!

petricorah

💘 💘 [id in alt]

petricorah

“nothing much dog, what’s up with you?”

-with new group members comes more opportunities-

+bonus

petricorah

[ID: A comic featuring Sokka, Katara, and Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender.

“Hm…It looks like updog in here,” Sokka says, with his hands on his hips. In the background, an exasperated Katara rolls her eyes with crossed arms. A caption pointing to her says she has heard this a thousand times.

“What’s Updog?” A confused Zuko asks.

Sokka turns around, extremely excited and grinning.

The bonus panel includes a happy chibi Zuko, smiling and blushing. “I’m good, thanks for asking,” he says.

Sokka bends over, dejected that the joke went over Zuko’s head. /End ID.]

petricorah

the dangers of not confessing pt 3/3

thank you everyone for the support on this mini comic! i hope you enjoy this ending~

tragedykery

[ID: a comic of adult-aged sokka and zuko. zuko sweeps sokka’s leg, making him fall. he sits down with his knees on either side of sokka’s body and holds one of his swords against sokka’s throat. he says, “I–I thought if I said anything, I’d lose my closest friend and now I–”

sokka looks shocked, and zuko looks upset. “I’ve lost my chance,” zuko says.

sokka looks sad. he gently pushes the sword away. “you felt the same way I did?” he asks. “you feel the same way I–”

angry, zuko cuts him off, turning away swiftly. “forget it.”

sokka calls after him, “wait!” he grasps zuko’s tunic, pulls him in, and kisses him. zuko looks shocked at first, them melts into the kiss.

when they part, zuko is blushing heavily and stares with wide eyes. text behind him, partially cut off, portrays his thoughts: “I didn’t know he– them he said he didn’t like me and he used to like me but he doesn’t anymore and now he– me he kissed me. my best friend kissed me. sokka kissed me. sokka kiss–”

sokka looks apologetic, but he’s blushing too. “I lied,” he says. “I thought I could finally get over you if I just admitted it and moved on. but it didn’t work. you mean too much to me.”

he cups zuko’s face. “this whole time…” zuko says, “we could have been together?”

the last panel is of them leaning their foreheads against each other and holding each other’s cheek, like they’re going to kiss again. “guess we have a lot to make up for,” sokka says. they both look happy. /end ID]

petricorah

the dangers of not confessing pt 2/3

sokka, the man can't concentrate on sparring if you're breaking his heart

(takes place a few weeks after the first part)

tragedykery

[ID: a comic of adult-aged sokka and zuko having a sparring session. sokka tilts zuko’s chin upward with the tip of a knife. “I win. again,” he says to zuko, who’s staring at him with wide eyes. “come on, I barely did anything. are you okay? you’re not usually so—”

zuko brushes him off. “I’m fine,” he says, determined and slightly angry. “let’s go again.”

“alright, then,” sokka says with a teasing smile. “because I know I’m good, but I’m not that g—”

zuko cuts him off, angry. “I said let’s go.” he rushes towards sokka, sword in hand.

sokka is caught off-guard. “w-woah, okay—zuko!!” he exclaims as zuko attacks him, his sword cutting through a strand of sokka’s hair and leaving a gash on his cheek. blood drips down from the wound.

sokka looks distressed, his hair dishevelled as he looks at zuko with an angrily confused expression. “are you mad at me or something? you’re trying to lop my head of!”

zuko frowns. “no, of course not,” he says. he looks away. “I’m sorry. I just.” he grabs his own head, winding his fingers through his hair. he looks incredibly distressed. “how could you just say that? that after all these years you liked me as much as I liked you? and now you don’t.”

the last panel is of sokka, looking at zuko with an expression of melancholy realisation. “oh,” he says softly. /end ID]