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[thatboomerangguy]

@moongivcr said: ❝ Sokka ? Is it- . . . Is it true ? You have passed away ? The Spirits speak of this , I received the news . Please tell me such a fate is not yours . ❞

Sokka’s expression softened the instant he heard her voice, all the usual sharp edges of his humor dulling into something gentler. He took a breath, like he wanted her to hear the proof of life in the rise and fall of his chest.

“No, Yue… no, it’s not true,” he said quietly, almost like he was afraid the wind might carry his words away. “I’m still here. I promise. I’m alive, and—” his throat felt a little tight, “I miss you more than I can ever put into words.”

His gaze tipped skyward instinctively, searching for her even if the moon wasn’t full yet. “The spirits must have gotten their stories crossed. Katara’s just… well, she’s being Katara. But don’t believe it. I’ll wait for the next full moon like I always do. I can’t tell you how much I count the days for when I get to see you again.”

His hand flexed, as though he could reach her if he just stretched far enough. “Until then, hold onto this, okay? I’m alive. And I’m yours.”

[thatboomerangguy]

It was a comet. The boy saw the comet and he felt as though his life had meaning. And when it went away, he waited his entire life for it to come back to him. It was more than just a comet because of what it brought to his life: direction, beauty, meaning. There are many who couldn't understand, and sometimes he walked among them. But even in his darkest hours, he knew in his heart that someday it would return to him, and his world would be whole again... And his belief in God and love and art would be re-awakened in his heart. The boy saw the comet and suddenly his life had meaning. —· Lucas Scott

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Azula never expected in all her days, she would have broken the Water Tribe princess out from her foretress. Not just out of kindness, but out of duty to her own moral compass something she didn't think she'd feel so strongly of. Nevertheless, the two of them had taken flight, escaping on her ship at moonrise. Setting sail for the Fire Nation, it would take some time for them to get there, and Azula wanted to give Yue as much space as she could. No doubt this was a big change.

Still, hours after they had set sail, Azula would knock at Yue's door. Having insisted she be given her own private quarters so she could have personal time to decompress and meditate. There was something important that Azula thought of that could aid the other princess in this change.

" Are you still awake? " She'd speak, loud enough to hear through the metal, but quiet enough to not try and arouse suspicion among the crew. Even though they already knew she was there.

[honorforged]

Zuko at Azula and Yue

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[thatboomerangguy]

@moongivcr said: Bright blue eyes peered at the Warrior not far from her . She watched him a little longer than she should . She watched the way his canines shone beneath the moonlight when he smiled , and how he emulated the ocean he would one day command . She felt herself start to blush , so Yue quickly looked away , toying with her cup of tea as a distraction from the man who held her heart . ❝ I enjoy this tea . You are very hot - ❞ A pause , clutching the cup tighter as she coughed , and looked away even more . ❝ I - I apologize ! I meant this tea is very hot . I enjoy the spices . You . . . Mentioned it is from the Earth Kingdom ? It is very delicious . ❞

For a split second, his brain stopped working entirely. Just completely abandoned ship and left him standing there like an idiot with a goofy grin on his face. His ears went red. Actually red. He could feel the heat creeping up his neck, betraying him in the worst possible way. Sokka cleared his throat, suddenly fascinated with the rim of his own cup. “Oh. Uh. Well. I mean—” He coughed once, trying to summon the dignified composure of a warrior, but failing spectacularly. “The tea. Yes. Very hot. Extremely. Scalding, even. Dangerous, really.” He risked a glance at her and saw she was blushing, too, and that made his heart want to do dangerous somersaults as a slow, crooked smile tugged at his mouth. “For the record,” he added warmly, “I wasn’t exactly offended by the first version.”

His grin turned sheepish, then, teeth flashing in the moonlight again as he stepped a little closer, just enough that their shoulders brushed. “It’s from a little Earth Kingdom trading port,” he continued, “I met this old merchant who swore the spices could wake up a sleeping badgermole. I figured if it could do that, it must be good stuff.” He glanced at her cup, then back to her eyes, bright as the moon’s reflection on ice. “You really like it?” he asked, his voice soft and hopeful because this wasn’t really about the tea, was it?

[thatboomerangguy]

The first thing Sokka felt was the tide. Not the pull of it [he was the pull now] but the memory of a hush of moonlit water folding in on itself in an endless calm as the spirit world stretched around him in layers of light and current. He felt her then, and memories surfaced unbidden; her pained smile, the way her hands had trembled when she’d touched his face, the ache of loss he’d carried through his lifetime hidden away behind jokes as he learned how to live with emptiness, but never how to let go. Now that grief eroded and wave by wave, he felt himself again.

A boy from the South, a brother, a son, a warrior, a protector who had given his life without hesitation for a child who would one day change the world.

The Spirit World hummed softly around them, currents curling inward as if even the spirits understood the gravity of this reunion. Sokka’s essence drew closer, the ocean answering the pull of the moon the way it always had, the way it always would. He felt the weight he’d carried for decades finally ease and what remained was a connection no longer bound by time or sacrifice or endings that had once felt so final.

The ocean had found its moon again, and for the first time since his death [since his life] Sokka felt like he had come home.

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[thatboomerangguy]

@moongivcr said: Her light remained absent from the night sky , her cycle completely . She missed him , dearly , and hoped that he is well . Lovingly , Yue sent the stars to send words of love , kindness and strength to Sokka’s heart . He deserved to know how much shelved him , even if she could not see his ocean eyes .

Sokka's breath caught when the wind shifted, brushing cool fingers along the back of his neck, and then the stars brightened. Not all at once in some dramatic flash, but in that soft, knowing, gentle way they always did when she was being careful not to startle him.

He tilted his head back to gaze at the moonless sky.

“…Yue?”

He didn’t expect an answer but something in his chest pulled tight when the starlight shimmered in a way that felt intentional. His throat worked around a lump. “I still miss you. A lot. Not in a stuck in the past way just…” He let out a shaky breath. “You were the first person I ever loved, like that.” The stars twinkled, their light dancing in a pattern that felt like the brush of fingers against his cheek. His eyes softened, ocean blue catching the reflection of her light.

“Thank you for loving me, too. I feel it.” He stepped closer to the water’s edge, letting the reflection of the night sky ripple at his feet. “I hope you’re okay too. Wherever you are. And I hope you know I’ll always care about you. Even if my path’s down here and yours is up there now.”

He pressed two fingers to his lips, then toward the sky.

“Goodnight, Yue.”