An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Posting for both main stories. Next for Consequences—Shizuku.

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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Posting for both main stories. Next for Consequences—Shizuku.
A wild Soul-Ji in a naruto au
I want an Avatar after Korra, who already learned the four elements, to get fatally wounded in an accident and died for a few minutes before his friends/healers are able to bring them back to life. I want that since that moment the Avatar feels like he or she lost a part of themselves that day, and their connection to the spirit world is harder or easier than before the accident. Their past’s lives had no idea of what’s happening or why they seem to keep dreaming about a house with a family he never knew but who for some reason can’t help but love in those dreams. It’s not until almost ten years after their ‘death’ when they see a little child dressed in green clothes practicing firebending (which wouldn’t be so rare with how mixed the heritage between the nations have become by that time) accidentally create a gust of wind that send them tripping a couple of steps that maybe they have been right all those years and a part of them did died that day.
Inspiration
If it wasn’t clear, my fanfic has taken inspiration from across the Avatar universe.
It started as a Makorra story. I wasn’t happy that Korra went off into the sunset with Asami. It just seemed so …random. Korra’s bi—fine. But Asami being bi felt like it came out of nowhere. After Turf Wars, I started writing what, at the time, I thought was a better ending for Mako. I had my fun, then it dropped from my purview. It was for my own silly amusement after all.
Then, I found the Legend of Genji fan project (a group I only wish I could replicate). It’s a shame the comic was never finished but kudos to those that went on to bigger and better things. Anyway, it did give me some additional insight for Mako. I liked that they had him married to his job, but I didn’t like that it had cost him his family. It would have been the third relationships he failed at. I wanted him to have that same drive with a better outcome. I decided to shift away from the whole Makkora angle and make it more canon. Thus, Shizuku was born.
I rewrote my entire story. The Kyoshi novels continued to expand on half-spirits which are a large part of my canon, and here I am so many years later with literally hundreds of thousands of words.
Inspiration strikes.
I stumbled across a photo (by Lindy Pollard) that fantastically mirrors a little dragon I drew a few years ago.... I can't get over this...
I found this image and instantly wanted to write about it.
What is it?
Ummm…A berry snapper.
Oh that’s great! Why is it called a berry snapper?
Because, like most reptiles, it’s an ambush predator.
Berries don’t move.
…..
They could…
They really couldn’t.
Fine! It’s omnivorous. It eats berries and bugs! Farmers like them because they eat the destructive insects. Happy?
I suppose. You’re talking to yourself after all.
I know that!
So, what started as a silly tale about a cute little dragon, turned into a 4,000 word story highlighting the beginning of Mako and Shizuku’s marital issues. Because everything has to tie into my fanfic.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(Hope you don’t mind my own little canon for your dragon @monstermonger)
Clumsy boi
Soul-Ji peacefully walking
Trips on air
Destruction of things occur
Zeteth: WHO ATE MY BREAD?!
Zeteth: I'M GOING TO FUCKING K-
Marigana: I did?
Zeteth: Kiss you and buy some more, you haven't been eating anything today Marigana.
*walking away*
Marigana:
Marigana: Their gone Soul.
Soul, coming out the closet with bread stuffed in their mouth: Twankh uh!
Soul: Hello Zeteth, made anyone cry today?
Zeteth: Sadly, no. But it’s only 4:30.