feels like we only go backwards - oldpotatoe 151k (T)
"[Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.
“Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.
Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.
“What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]
An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.
But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.
(Has me in a death grip, please give Zuko a hug he needs it)
To My Favourite Fire Lord - apairofglasses 5k (M)
You never fail to surprise me, you know that? And that is one of the things I appreciate about you—you and your reckless bravery.
You’re also quite handsome. (Though I don’t mean to insinuate that I keep you around only for the view). The castle is boring without you.
Sokka, I can’t stop thinking about it. You’re on my mind all the time and then at night I am victim to fantasies I can’t even escape in my dreams.
P.s. I’m sulking so much that everyone has had enough of me, including my uncle.
Ambassador Sokka and Fire Lord Zuko exchange letters after a good-bye kiss opens the floodgates of unresolved sexual tension."
Put Away Wet - Haicrescendo 3k (E)
"[Zuko, Sokka realizes, is hungry. Years without a healthy outlet for touch means that he’s like a sponge soaking up water…except that Sokka has yet to find the line to demarcate ‘enough’. Is there such a thing? Sokka doesn’t want to change him—he likes Zuko just fine exactly the way he is, it would just…it would be nice if he could start believing that it was something that wouldn’t be taken away from him now that he’s discovered it.]
Zuko is made to be touched."
Acts Of Services - Haicrescendo 4k (E)
“Sweetheart? I am totally, absolutely, one hundred percent sure.” Sokka blows a kiss at him from his back on the bed, lifts his hands above his head and crosses his wrists. “If I don’t like it, I’ll tell you. Now please, I’m begging you, truss me like an arctic moose-hen.”
Sokka and Zuko try something new in bed, to unexpected results."
Hallowed - Haicrescendo 4k (E)
[“I just—“ Zuko begins, cuts himself off, opens his mouth to try again.
Nothing comes out, and Sokka gives him a full-body squeeze to encourage him.
“Maybe next time, you could, uh…”
Rushing him does nothing but make him shut down, Sokka’s learned the hard way. Patience isn’t something that comes naturally, but it’s something that he’s learning, just like Zuko’s slowly learning to communicate.
“Maybe next time, I want you to, uh, hold me down.”]
Zuko learns to use his words."
Unwind - Haicrescendo 3k (E)
“I’m gonna make a suggestion here, and you can tell me where I can shove it if you don’t like it. I’m going to undress you, and then I’m going to blow you, on my knees with you in this throne. And then I’m going to fuck you in it until you can’t even remember your own name. Does that sound good, Your Majesty?”
Dumbass Romantics - rolandtowen 2k (T)
"Sokka and Zuko seem to keep “accidentally” flirting with each other with romantic gestures from their respective cultures. It takes a while for everyone else (and them!!) to catch on. Set a few months after the end of the war, featuring chronic pain and cultural flirting."
I'd take you anywhere - sulkybender 1k (M)
"They have an arrangement.
Sokka can take Zuko whenever he wants."
distractions - lesmiserablol 1k (T)
"Zuko glances over to see Sokka smiling at the ceiling, and he turns back to his letter with a groan. “You’re very distracting, you know that, right?”
He can hear the self satisfied smirk in Sokka’s voice. “I know. Mission accomplished.”
like the sun inside of you - ofherlionheart 195k (M) uncompleted
Sokka's expression is caught somewhere between determined and pissed off when he says, “I know you think this is your responsibility. But you’re not going to be alone in this. This is why we’re building you a council.”
“And the only way you’re going to die having done nothing but sit in meetings is if you let yourself do that. You’re not a bad leader if you take a break now and then.”
Zuko scowls. “What, so people can then say at least my father wasn’t lazy?”
Sokka tilts his head. “Don’t you think there’s a difference between laziness and, I don’t know, choosing life and happiness in spite of a terrible dad who tried to take both from you?”
Zuko is sixteen years old when he’s handed a crown, a throne, and a hundred-year ancestral legacy of colonial imperialism. He’s not scared of the work; he’s scared of being consumed by the responsibilities and burdens he’s claimed. What Zuko doesn’t quite realize, yet, is that he’s not alone in this.
I Hope That You Burn - PolysDoItForSCIENCE 1k (G)
"After an attack on the palace leaves Sokka badly wounded in the infirmary, Zuko is shocked to learn that the main architect of the attack was his sister, Azula. Sitting by Sokka’s bedside, not sure if the other man is going to live or not, Zuko pours out his anger and despair into a letter to his sister. Inspired by the song “Burn” from Hamilton."
