#cheifsokka

[johnny-did-the-jig]

Sokka: do you think different laundry detergents taste different?

Zuko: yes.

Sokka: the fact that you answered so quickly without a thought gives me fear.

[mikasas-slut]

Sokka: Do orange peels float?

Aang: Idk, probably

Sokka : TOPH I THINK I KNOW HOW YOULL BE ABLE TO GO IN THE WATER, EVERYONE START EATING ORANGES

Katara: SOKKA NO

Zuko: *frantically peeling as many as he can*

Suki: *feeding the oranges to Appa and Momo*

[cheifsokka]

COUNCILMAN SOKKA

peace or war?   sun or stars?   flowers or trees?  crescent moon or full moon? streets or skyscrapers?   rooftops or balconies?   ink or glitter?   life or death?   order or chaos?   candle or bonfire?   ocean or sky?   leather or silk?   sweet or sour?  overstimulation or under stimulation?  book or letter?  soft or coarse?   fight or flight?   spoken or written?   silver or gold?   playing cards or tarot cards?   circles or angles?   cramped or vast?   checkers or chess?  

tagged by: @beliefruined

tagging: @witchoflegends (Izumi) @maternalmuses @dragonxempress @phoenixfell @sukiandmairp (Suki) @fire-queen @shxrikenjxtsu @southsuns

[witchoflegends]

@cheifsokka​ continued from here

“You’re one to lecture on morality and rationale, Zuko,” replied the councilman in a sharp retort.

“Why don’t you just focus on running the Fire Nation, buddy, all right?”

“You done?” Zuko stared at him as he crossed his arms. “You all seem to forget that I’ve been on both sides. I know better than anyone what it’s like to think you’re doing the right thing, when it’s not. Just let me help you, Sokka. You’re not doing anyone any good by trying to figure this out all on your own. Believe me, I know.”

[prxdigalprincess]

Our Lady of the Underground

There was unrest in the Fire Nation.

There were some who were increasingly unsettled with Fire Lord Zuko, some who wanted to see Fire Lord Ozai reinstated- or, rather, they wanted to see the ascension of Fire Lord Azula.

Who was she to turn them down?

The Princess had stepped in easily, and organised the unrest into a rebellion, or a revolution, as she called it. There weren’t many who saw her, as she tended to lay low in hopes of keeping her brother off her trail, but the rumours had begun to spread of the woman who led the rebellion, who claimed to speak directly to and for the Princess.

They called her the Lady of the Underground, as their movement operated underground, meeting in the crypts beneath the cities more often than not. None of them knew their Lady was, in fact, the Princess Azula.

Every day, her revolution grew, and she knew it was only a matter of time before she would be ready to begin operating above the ground once more, out of the shadows. Even if it was just sending people to recruit to their cause openly, not in hushed tones any longer, it was progress, and Azula was pleased.

However, for now, she was simply preparing for another of her meetings, where she would encourage her followers once more to continue their good work. Azula put her hair up into the half-knot she now wore to evade detection, her signature strands hanging to frame her face. With that last touch finished, she took a deep breath, and started out to greet her people.

@cheifsokka

[johnny-did-the-jig]

Sokka: what is wrong with you?

Zuko: loaded question. elaborate.

[johnny-did-the-jig]

Sokka: hey Zuko did you know there's a rumor inthe news that you're gay?

Zuko, grabbing Sokka by the coller of his shirt: A rumor??? are you telling me there are people doubting it!?

[johnny-did-the-jig]

Katara: morning

Aang: good morning

Toph: you guys sound like robots, spice it up a bit!

Sokka, dragging Zuko's sleep deprived corpse: MORNING MOTHER FUCKERS WHERES THE PARTY