Baby, you’re a haunted house 👁️
He’s standing in front of gigantic doors of the Institute: the building looks like it’s been here from at least eighteen hundreds – not that Sokka minds – grotesque columns, huge windows and overall Notre Dame-esque is right up Sokka’s alley. Still, he shudders at the idea that this building reminds him of his beloved university. As he enters, Long Feng, the director of the Institute and his past interviewer, is already waiting for him. “He might as well have just materialized out of thin air”, Sokka thinks to himself, shooing the stupid joke away immediately. This is a serious organization, and he has to act accordingly, no matter how out of character it is for him.
ever wondered what it would be like if your beloved atla characters went though all the same shit jonathan and the crew did? wonder no more, because the first chapter of my and my wife fanfic about exactly that is out! we have sokka as the archivist, zuko as the avatar of the stranger and much, much more.
arts were made by my beloved wife, please go give her some love that she deserves!!
please pay attention to trigger warnings in author’s notes and happy reading!













