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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar) Characters: Katara (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Izumi (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Sokka (Avatar), Suki (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Kanto (Avatar), Mai (Avatar) Additional Tags: Dadko, Mutual Pining, Friends to Lovers, Past Aang/Katara (Avatar), Oral Sex, implied unprotected sex, Unprotected Sex, Morning Sex, Sukka, kantoph, Past Mai/Zuko (Avatar), Sokka/Suki - Freeform, Toph/Kanto - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - No Powers, Smut, Explicit Consent Summary:

Fifteen years of friendship amount to quite a lot of history. Katara and Zuko come to terms with the realization that some risks are worth taking.

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dropping this and running as fast as i possibly can

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

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2020 Stats

January 2020

Writing Stats

Total Words Written: 68,136       [daily average: 2197 ish]

One Shots Completed: 6            [4 posted] 

Longfic Chapters Completed: 5

Reading Stats

Books Completed: 6

Total Pages Read: 2,301            [daily average: 74 ish] 

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🌧️ for the asks please :)

Hi, hon! Thanks for the ask. I hope you’re doing well!

🌧️ share something angsty

This is from my untitled Dadko Zutara fic. :) (This is still the first draft of this fic and will ultimately end up edited and refined.)

Once Toph was safely through her own front door, Zuko closed his and locked it with a sigh. With Toph gone and Izumi long asleep, he was left only with the quiet of the night and thoughts of Katara. Night was a lonely prison. It made him vulnerable and thoughtful. It stirred within him a longing for someone with whom he could close up the house and get ready for bed.

He wanted someone who would warm her cold feet up on his calves at night. He wanted someone who would help him make pancakes for Izumi on weekends. He didn’t want to be turning off the living room lights alone and tripping over the coffee table with no one to giggle at his swearing.

As he quietly cracked the door to Izumi’s room to check on her, he wished there was someone next to him who would care about her as much as he did. Someone who would see her fast asleep beneath her glow-in-the-dark constellations and surrounded by her stuffed animals and be just as overwhelmed by love for her as he was.

Zuko brushed his teeth alone. He changed into his pajama pants alone. He pulled his shoulder-length hair into a ponytail without anyone to comment that it was getting long.

Turning off the light in the bathroom, he stared at his bed, deflated.

He wanted Izumi to know that a happy family didn’t have to just be the two of them. He wanted her to know that love was possible, even after a terrible hurt.

Endgame Zutara, of course, with lots of pining and a dash of angst. I love a long-term friends to lovers situation. something something life imitating art something something

Send me an emoji and I’ll share something from one of my current works in progress.

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Hello excuse me zutara is my roman empire and i am not and will never be okay. Your fics ARENT HELPING, i just read through three of them and im ??????? Literally so unhinged about this

So yeah your fics are amazing, the symbolism you use is off the charts and i will never get over it and please dont stop writing, youre a genius.

Thank you and good night

Hi, anonymous friend! Thanks for the kind words. This message truly means more than you know.

The past couple of years have been marked by some really rough personal changes and challenges for me, and writing fic became next to impossible. I can’t tell you how many times I opened one of my docs only to just start crying because the words weren’t coming. I didn’t want to stop writing fic and I didn’t mean to pretty much vanish, but it happened. Writing just became a brutal experience.

I’m happy to say that I’m doing better. Does that mean life has eased up and I’ll be updating with the frequency that I used to? Unfortunately not. But I’m here and I’m writing and I’ll be chilling here in my little corner if anyone wants to come say hi.

Also, here is a selection from a very, very, VERY rough draft of one of the fics I’m working on now. (It’s proof I’m trying lol.)

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I’m thinking the Zutara Dadko fic wil be posted this weekend. If I can think of a name for it.

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Found the exact opening line that Drought (working title) needed and now the whole story is opening up. Get ready for some childhood friends to lovers Zutara with amnesia and assassins, everyone.