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AU - Katara and Sokka hear about a cursed prince and princess who need rescuing from an abandoned palace and decide to try helping them for the reward money. When they arrive, Zuko and Azula are not too pleased to see yet another pair of supposed rescuers.
Thinking of writing a short story for Atla
Read the Scenerios below and pick which you like better
Dragon Zuko
Phoenix Zuko
Scenarios for both:
Phoenix Zuko would be funny because he ends up dead somehow during his chase of the Gaang and is found by either the WT or EK and they decide they can't give him a FN funeral for various reasons so it's either burial or burial at sea except his body just vetos that idea and bursts into flames. They then have to deal with a teenager being reborn out of the ashes.
Dragon Zuko would also be funny because EK soldiers see an ostrich horse on side of road nesting and when they approach a ferret sized dragon head pops out from under it
Hey muffin. I've seen a lot of dragon zuko, which is amazing. But what if Zuko was a Phoenix... like... just... imagine
Katara had been right: it hadn't been much of a rematch. The Fire Prince went down under ice and snow and didn't get back up again.
It was Aang who was wrong. They could leave him, had to leave him, because--because If we leave him he'll die didn't have a hold here.
Sokka knelt down next to the Prince with the rope, grumbling about pacifists making their own problems. Then he stopped. The grumbling, and the tying. He looked at Katara.
That was when she knew.
"Guys, we really need to hurry," Aang said, fidgeting with Appa's reins. Because he didn't know, yet.
She didn't regret it. She didn't, he'd been their enemy for so long and he was trying to get Aang killed or worse, and he'd almost gotten both of them killed tonight with this stupid stunt of his--
(Why was he always so desperate? Where had those other injuries come from? Why hadn't he attacked with the rest of his fleet? She hadn't cared a minute ago, but now she could never ask him. And he could never answer.)
Sokka wasn't giving her a judging look. He understood, too. But he was giving her a you did it, you get to tell Aang look.
"Guys?" Aang called again.
"Aang," Katara said. "Zuko is... I..."
Which was the approximate point in time that the body lit on fire. Sokka scrambled backwards, spider-crab style. Katara stared. Aang jumped off Appa, and drifted down.
And started rummaging through the dying flames, and the ashes.
"Uh, Aang." Sokka said. "Aang, you have your hands all up in--in Zuko."
"Oh wow," the grave robbing (body robbing?) monk said. "I didn't know Zuko was a phoenix. They're really rare! Do you think he knew?"
"A what now," Sokka said.
When Aang stood up again, there was a tiny ash-speckled chick shivering between his cupped hands. He scratched its head with a finger. The chick... peeped. It was pretty indignant, for such a small sound.
"But we really do have to hurry," Aang said, and turned to her. "Could you hold him? He needs to stay warm, phoenixes are really not cold adapted."
And then Katara had a baby bird in her hands. Its feathers were pinkish-red and fuzzy. She couldn't feel them through her mittens but they looked even softer than mink-rabbit fur. She lifted one hand to pet it the way Aang had, but the chick cowered away. It took both her hands to stop it from tumbling down into the snow.
"And Katara?" Aang said. He was smiling in a way she'd never seen before, something that was the opposite of happy and carefree. "Try not to kill him again. Please. Most people don't come back from that. ...Avatars and phoenixes excluded. You got really lucky."
The Prince of the Fire Nation huddled between her hands, shivering. Shaking. Staring out of the cage of her fingers with wide gold eyes. He would be really easy to kill like this.
...He had been really easy to kill.
"I'll be careful," she promised.
[ID: art of Sokka and Zuko. Zuko is crouching, his feet have turned to claws, there are feathers emerging from his face and huge orange wings from his back. He looks distressed. Sokka is sitting in front of him, reaching out to cup Zuko's face, looking worried. END ID]
Mythical creature angst featuring phoenix Zuko.
i just really love drawing birbs so here's me pretending i have an actual design for baby phoenix zuko from @jonasclownwald‘s fic and @muffinlance‘s tumblr
I posted a new story based on an ask and response posted on @muffinlance blog! The idea was great and I couldn’t help myself, so thanks to everyone involved! Anyway, here’s the link and sneak peak! Thanks!
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According to the stories father tells him, a phoenix is a mythical and magical creature. They live long lives, never to be cut short by anything. When they do die, they come back in a burst of flame and emerge from ashes. Zuko’s father likes to talk about phoenixes.
He thinks it’s kind of funny. Mother laughs at father whenever he tells stories about phoenixes. Zuko laughs too, even though he doesn’t understand why his mother finds it so funny. Even Azula, who is only a baby of two, laughs, but Zuko is sure she doesn’t understand what’s so funny. His mother always tells him that she laughs because father is too interested in pretend creatures for his own good. Even if they are pretend, Zuko likes them a lot. His father has many stories about phoenixes and he loves to tell them to Zuko.
His father tells the best stories. He makes funny noises and faces every time he tells a story and the faces and voices that make mother laugh even more than she already is at father’s tales of phoenixes. Father sometimes grabs Zuko and throws him in the air before catching him and tickling his sides. Mother joins in whenever father does this, then Azula will jump up and down on the floor and demand, “Me too! Me too!”
His father has so many stories about phoenixes, but Zuko’s favorite is the one about his great-great-great-great-great, etc. grandfather, the very first Fire Lord. He fell in love with a phoenix and wooed her until she agreed to marry him and they lived happily ever after. Sometimes, Zuko thinks that his father makes all his stories up, but if there is one Zuko wants to be true more than anything, it is this one.
Mother teases father whenever he tells this story. Father always sticks his tongue out at mother and tells Zuko to do the same.
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AU (coming from me rewatching the series) - A world where Ursa and Ozai suck a little more as parents and, when their children are revealed to be blessed by the spirits, they send them to live in Roku's temple with the Fire Sages, ordering that they are not to leave. Thankfully, they have Shyu (a man who is totally not their new dad).
I don’t know. I’m curious
Dragon!Azula & Phoenix!Zuko
Phoenix!Azula & Dragon!Zuko
Phoenix!Azula & Phoenix!Zuko
Dragon!Azula & Dragon!Zuko
