#justoceanmyth

[thinkingisadangerouspastime]

Ask game! Would you ever...write another fic inspired by Shakespeare? (I still think about Sigh No More in my spare time - but the hypothetical future fic doesn't need to be ATLA or Maiko.)

im dying laughing bc i had just sent in my ask to you when this arrived, and while mine was not identical, it has a similar classical essence 😂

ANYWAYS thank you for the ask my beloved!! i wouldn't put it completely out of the picture, bc i Love shakespeare, but i've actually been working on a short story collection specifically about reenvisioning and transmogrifying the stories of forgotten/misunderstood characters from the classical canon (which includes a lot of shax), so more of my shakespeare writing energy has been focused into those works as opposed to fanfic aus.

HOWEVER. something something zukaang doomed lovers romeo and juliet-esque au??? do you see the vision!!

[flameohotwife]

Hmm. No.3 of the Choose Violence asks, please?

Ocean! Thanks for the ask, friend!

3. screenshot or description of the worst take you've seen on tumblr: The worst take I've seen on tumblr is that Aang as a father is comparable to Ozai. OZAI. I don't tend to see a lot of bad takes on account of my blocked-tags list being a mile long and being very selective about who I follow, but somehow that one slipped through, and I just... it took me a minute to collect my jaw from the floor.

I don't think Aang was a perfect parent because, after parenting multiple children for over a decade myself, I know it's impossible to be one. Parents obviously have a great responsibility but at the end of the day (which is honestly my worst time of day as a parent) we are all human and patience and energy are unfortunately not infinite. And parenting multiple children with wildly varying personalities and abilities and needs is no easy task: there is no one-size-fits-all parenting solution and sometimes kids interpret you parenting them differently as favoritism, when you're trying to be equitable and meet everyone's needs as best you can.

HOWEVER, I think Aang is an incredibly energetic and emotionally-intelligent human, and while he has an ungodly amount of responsibilities (to the WORLD, by no choice of his own), he would still find time and energy to be present for his kids when he was home with them. He would love and ADORE his kids and probably embarrass them by talking about them all the time when they're out together. He would spend extra time baking and playing music and exploring with Bumi when he was young (especially since there's such a big age gap between Bumi and Kya, Aang got to spend lots of one-on-one time with him). He would make sure to be a part of Kya's waterbending training when he could, and when he notices her taking an interest in meditation he would start waking her up early to join his morning meditations. He would travel with all of them. He would obviously have to train Tenzin to be the next leader and airbending teacher but that does NOT mean he wouldn't spend time with his other kids or teach them anything about their Air Nomad heritage (in fact, we know from LoK that he DOES because Bumi and Kya both mention their dad telling long-winded stories about the Gurus. My bet is at bedtime, haha). Anyway, sorry that was a bit of a rant, thanks for playing the Choose Violence Ask Game!

[avatraang]

m a i t a r a, for @justoceanmyth.

Anaïs Nin, Ada Limón, Louise Gluck.

[northerngoshawk]

for the made up fic title game— "listen to the voices of the dead"

Aang meditates, because it is one of the ways he can keep his people alive through him. Sometimes, when he meditates deeply enough, he thinks he can hear the laughter and voices of his old friends and mentors whispering to the wind.

Katara dreams, because it is one of the ways she can see her mother again. Sometimes, when she dreams deeply enough, she swears the voice she hears in her dreams are not from her memories, but from beyond.

Or: Aang and Katara both hear the voices of the dead. Together, they learn to listen to them and live with them, and learn to let go.

SEND ME A MADE-UP FIC TITLE AND I’LL TELL YOU WHAT I WOULD WRITE TO GO WITH IT

[the-last-cuddlebender]

FFWF! Which of your fics do you think your closest to completing? And which of your fics has taken you the longest to write?

Closest fics to completing:

I have a LOT of one-shots that are nearly done (almost done editing): ’The Feeling of Fatherhood’, ‘Healing Session’, ’Flowers for Monks and Mothers’, ’See-Eye Lemur’, three lil hurt/comfort ficlets, two cloudbabies adventures (feat. bestmom!Katara), and a collection of Gaang adventures and Kataang dates while they were in Ba-Sing-Se.

A lot of my very-next-chapters for fics and first-chapters for new fics are nearly done, too. ‘Sealturtle Surfing’, ’Meet Me by the River’, ‘Flameo Is the New Crikey’, ‘Song from Silence’, and ‘But You Called Me Here’ are done and will be up as soon as I’m done editing~

Fics taking me the longest to write:

‘How to Train Your Princess’ and ‘But You Called Me Here’ for certain.

The Azula-Toph life-changing field trip is only because I have a dozen different ways to start the fic but don’t know which to choose. The following chapters are all but done.

The TLOK/ATLA crossover is taking so long because I’m having to rewatch TLOK since I’m not NEARLY as well-versed in the lore. I’ve pretty much narrowed the fic to post-season 1 of TLOK, though. And as I’m writing this fic, it’s turning into a lot more of an adventure than I anticipated, but I’m not complaining about the narrative in the least. It’s been sososo much fun to write it😂

Here’s a snippet from the first chapter of ’But You Called Me Here’ that should be up this weekend:

… “I told you, I don't know!” Mako flailed his arms and sounded as frantic as they all felt.

The ship creaked and groaned like a tree bowing and about to break. It tilted at an angle that even their sea-legs struggled to fight.

Korra convulsed on the metal cot. Cold drips of sweat beaded her brow, and her closed eyes pinched in agony from something none of them could see. And when a gargle bubbled into the young Avatar’s next gasp for air, Kya—again—drew out the water that had no way of ever getting in Korra’s lungs.

Then, Korra’s eyes opened—blue irises now as gray as the storm trying to roll them into a watery grave.

She was up and over them and through the door like she was suddenly part lemur.

“I’m drowning!”

[thinkingisadangerouspastime]

🌹🌹

(please)

OCEAN MY BELOVED!! anything for you 💛

A crunch echoes through the playground as Sharona slams her fist into Jimmy’s face with the force of a perfectly executed pirouette, panting with force and fury as Jimmy stumbles backward before crumpling to the ground.

“Who’s weaker now?” Sharona taunts, and she ignores the teacher’s hand on her arm as she immediately drops back down next to Gail. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

—from my sharona fleming character study

[thinkingisadangerouspastime]

for the made up title ask game— "river-child"

katara x the painted lady, could be canon-divergent, or maybe some kind of ghost-y, spirit-y au,,, morning after morning and night after night, katara hears a voice calling her across the river, beckoning her to come and join them on the other side. one day, the temptation is too great, the pull too strong, and katara swims, she swims and she swims and she sinks and

she doesn't drown

she breathes

she rises

and she sees

(definitely a little bit of cross the river vibes: swim cross the river and lighten your load, / swim cross the river so true- / leave your burden behind you or sink like a stone, / your love’s across waiting for you)

[avatraang]

“If you keep dropping in on me like this, I am going to have to give you a nickname. I can’t keep calling you Wan Shi Tong, it gets to be too much of a mouthful,” Sokka warns, without looking up from the scrolls littering his desk. He has letters to write— there’s a trade agreement that needs formalizing— and in general, it’s a bad time for a visit. Hence the teasing. He can see Wan Shi Tong shudder out of the corner of his eye, and he grins.

Then the spirit’s words sink in, and he frowns. “What do you mean, among the forgotten?”

to find home in the neglected places, by @justoceanmyth.