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[paishodragon]

"you're here...?"

send me   “ you’re here…?”   for your muse to wake up in a hospital bed and find my muse holding their hand.      send    “ i’m here. “    for my muse to wake up and find yours. 

Iroh startled slightly at the sound of his nephew's voice, having gotten used to the silence as the boy slept. He squeezed the boy's hand gently and offered a small smile.

"I'm here, Zuko," he said, both a reply and a promise.

[fanfought]

" soooo ... what do you like to do when you're not burning down villages and breaking people out of prisons ? "

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[bndair]

❝ don’t joke about murder ,  zuko ❞           expression is steady ,  sincere.    if aang is joking …   it doesn’t show.          ❝ i was murdered once and that’s offensive. ❞

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[heirscrchd]

" Zuzu. " @banishmark

[alwaysanangcl]

i trust you.

The redhead's gaze softened. Trust was something hard-earned, especially in situations like theirs. For too long she's been used to second glances and obvious hesitation from others. It was fine, her Maker single-handedly almost set the supernatural world on fire, threatening the tenuous balance that'd been made between the humans and immortals. It made sense that others would doubt her. Then in walks Zuko, with magic to burn literally. How were they ever supposed to trust one another?

Yet, here they were. Full lips pulled into a soft smile, her palm reaching out into the space between them, "You know, I think that's the first time anyone's ever actually said those words to me." She laughed, a thin string of sadness in the sound at the truth of her statement, "I trust you, too."

[lghtyear]

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suki could never fully understand the pain that came with holding up in a house that was once a family home . growing up , she was blessed to have the tightknit community she had , orphaned but still loved , brought up with countless siblings and countless love . perhaps its why she goes out of the way to show zuko compassion when others faulter , letting their established view of him cloud their sympathy .

warm milk is poured into cup , feet gentle as they pad towards him . " i couldn't sleep . " only half a lie , suki not used to others needing so much rest . " i made warm milk , would you like some ? "

[sifutoph]

❝ my dad said i'm not his daughter the other day, ❞ sure, there might be another way to go about it. heck, if aang or katara were here, toph's sure they'd both argue that the least she could do was announce herself with a greeting before she barges into his private office. she doesn't. not like it matters. the guards and the kyoshi warriors tailing zuko the entire time aren't moving, so that must mean they've decided she's no threat – yet. of course, not that she wanted to be. but it's nice to keep these people on their toes, right ?

anyways —

❝ i mean, we made up later because i saved his life, but ... ❞ she lets the sentence trails off. toph wasn't sure how else to describe it, to what length that she could. vulnerability has never been her forte, and quite frankly, the last time she told zuko about her past, he wasn't really listening. not that, she supposes, she blames him. aang was missing, and he'd wanted to concentrate in finding him. she gets it. still. toph sits on the bench lined up against the wall. there is no chair facing the table where the firelord sits; she concludes quite easily then that whoever comes here must be staff standing to report before they're expected to leave. ❝ just figured i'd let you know that that sucks. ❞

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He remained silent for long moments, not even having to say a word now when he entered the tea shop. The week or so he'd been visiting having turned his presence into a normal one and finding, during this time that he enjoyed the company of the exiled prince. Unknown to the other that he was aware of his identity, though he wondered if perhaps he should reveal that he knew. He'd come after all after hearing through the information lines of the White Lotus that Iroh was here. Enjoying cups of tea with his old mentor late into the night while they played Pai Sho, thus his interactions with Zuko turning into an almost tentative friendship.

He'd slipped into the shop just as Zuko had gone on his break, moving out of habit now to join him at a table in the back for a cup of tea since he didn't really care which blend he drank. Waiting until the tea had been served he lifted the cup after giving a dip of his chin in thanks. Blowing a few times before sampling it before muttering. "...... you're not very good at making tea are you?"