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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Summary: Sokka is invited to a tea party! Unrelated: Azula is cleaning house.
Here's our annual update for this series, courtesy of thegragious! It's not the next chapter to ignites, but it is a sneak peek into the far future in a world where the gang wins. Hope yall enjoy!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
*rocks up three years late with @lookatthesetreasures , holding a starbucks*
what's up losers we're back
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
*rocks up three years late with @lookatthesetreasures , holding a starbucks*
what's up losers we're back
I’m curious, you guys tell me how you distinguish between your two sets of grandparents when speaking (or how you did it as a kid). Was it always Grandma [Lastname] or Grandpa [Firstname], or did one or both sets of grandparents have nicknames? (Like Nana or Papa.)
it’s a new day. things are looking up, uncle
hey rb and tag a food from your culture that everyone loves but you hate
this post is rly opening my eyes to the fact that some people have no culture…. tagging this with #ketchup and #chicken … how unironically sad
aang, opening a capri sun: guess i'll just drink my sorrows away.
okay i need to make a statement. sokka is NOT a himbo. sokka is himbo-passing. he is too smart to be a himbo. thank you for your time.
i respectfully disagree -- sokka transcends himboness by being both dumb and smart at the same time
An excerpt from an unpublished draft from the heat that drives the light (the fire it ignites), following this scene.
Her husband is in the next room; guards are posted by every door and around every corner, but they let her into his room with no questions asked. Ozai is in bed, but awake; his eyes meet hers across the room and yet he says nothing.
He did it, then, Ursa thinks numbly. Our children were obstacles so he got rid of them, I should have listened to Azula, how could I let this happen —
“Leave us,” Ozai says quietly. The healers that remained in the room hasten to obey. They shut the door behind them, and Ursa is trapped; that oppressive feeling of danger creeps down her neck again, until she’s clammy and cold all over and she shouldn’t have come here —
“Ursa. The children are safe.”
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ATLA prompt, Toph and Bumi first meeting post show finale?
“Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to the finale of Earth Rumble VII!”
A roar of applause sweeps through the crowd at the Boulder's entrance. He's looking great now — almost fully recovered from his injuries during the invasion — but to Sokka's great disappointment, he's not here to compete.
“One of our most notable alums is returning today folks, freshly back from training the Avatar himself! Let’s welcome today’s challenger, the Bliiiiind Bandit!”
Sokka joins the rest of the crowd, clapping and screaming wildly in support of his friend. Down in the ring, Toph is clearly in her element, doing a few turns around the ring to hype up her adoring fans.
“The Fire Nation Army couldn’t even defeat Gaoling’s homegrown superstar, folks!” the Boulder continues. “But how is she going to shape up against the Earth Rumble Season VII Champion? Let’s welcome the mighty — and undefeated — Grand Master!”
There’s a lot of rumbling, and suddenly, King Bumi of all people erupts out of the stadium floor in a huge tornado made out of earth.
“We meet again, little Toph!” he calls out from the top of his earthnado, cackling madly.
Toph turns to face her opponent, cracking her knuckles. “Don’t think I’m going to go easy on you because you’re a senior citizen, Grandpa,” she taunts.
“Oooh, feisty, this one!” Bumi says, and because he’s absolutely crazy, he also announces: “By the way, did I forget to mention? The challenger who defeats me inherits my kingdom!!”
The stadium goes absolutely nuts. For a split second, Toph looks wrong-footed — and then Bumi hits her with a boulder right on the head.
“Oh, you bastard!” Toph howls. “I don’t even want your kingdom, but just for that, you’re going down!”
An excerpt from an unpublished draft of the heat that drives the light (the fire it ignites), set immediately after Zuko and Azula’s flight from the palace.
Ursa wakes up, disoriented, to find herself in the palace infirmary.
It takes her five seconds to wade through the haze in her head, but when she finally remembers – Zuko coming to fetch her, Azula frightened out of her mind, putting the children to bed, and then the intense sense of foreboding weighing on her chest that forced her to get out of bed and check on the children – she bolts upright.
Her head spins, and bile bubbles up her throat.
“My lady!” someone cries, and suddenly, there’s a basin in front of her, a servant holding back her hair, and a hot towel pressed into her hands.
“Thank you,” she says hoarsely, dabbing delicately at her mouth. The servant bows, but continues to hover by Ursa’s bed worriedly. “What happened?”
The girl wrings her hands, and doesn’t meet Ursa’s eyes. “There was a commotion in the Princess’s rooms, my lady, and on their way there, the guards found you unconscious right outside your bedroom.” She hesitates, then adds: “They found Prince Ozai half-dead on the floor, and the children are missing.”
Ursa’s stomach drops. Agni. Agni. Ozai in Azula’s bedroom – impossible.
The Fire Lord said that Father had to kill Azula to become Crown Prince, and Father said yes!
Azula is his daughter, through and through; there is no way Ozai will harm a hair on the head of his chosen heir. Sozin’s line must be kept secure, he told Ursa, when they were trying for a second child; surely he wouldn’t throw away that security for his ambitions? Now that Lu Ten is gone, and Iroh too old for more children, Azula and Zuko are the future of the Dragon Throne — the heir and a lone spare. He wouldn’t.
Ursa doesn’t want to believe it. But Azula’s voice rings in her head, accusatory: You know what he does to obstacles.
She sets the towel aside, and gets to her feet, trembling. “My husband. Where is he?"
hi!! heres a lil alta prompt: anything from zuko's stolen ostrich horse's pov
I've been sitting on this prompt for a couple of days, but I gotta admit that this has me stumped 😅
Anyone else up to taking a crack at this one?
For a prompt could u do one where zuko finds some of his old crew at the boiling rock and they escape with everyone. I've never seen this done before and I thought of it like last night but I think it could be fun
The coolers aren't so bad.
One day in the coolers is enough to crack most of the firebending inmates in Boiling Rock, but most of them haven't been to both Poles. Jee and his crew have a lot of experience in swimming in the polar seas — both of them, and for weeks in the North Pole, with nothing but half-remembered lessons on the Breath of Fire from General Iroh to keep them alive. The cooler is nothing compared to that. He's dry here, for one, and it's not truly isolation if he can still hear Teruko mouthing off at the guards in the cooler right next to his.
“I can take you back to your cell if you’ve learned your lesson,” a guard jeers at the prisoner in the cell on the other side.
The voice that answers is a punch to Jee’s gut. “I have — completely,” Prince Zuko says, sounding sullen and angry and alive, definitely alive.
Teuko suddenly shuts up; that's confirmation enough for Jee.
The brat had managed to survive Zhao's fucking pirates. The wave of relief that hits Jee is short-lived; the prince might be alive, but he's in the cooler next to Jee's. The Fire Nation's prince, thrown into his own country's most secure prison, and locked into the worst torture chamber ever conceived of for firebenders like them.
They need to get that boy out of here. Jee has to round up the old crew tomorrow; figure out where the brat's regular cell is, make an escape plan —
But first, he needs to survive the night in the cooler. Jee takes a deep, fortifying breath, and settles down to wait.
Thank you its just what I wanted!! now all I can think about is two escape plans going on at once and Zuko being part of both whether he knows it or not
I'm so glad you liked it!!! Thank you for leaving a prompt ❤
For a prompt could u do one where zuko finds some of his old crew at the boiling rock and they escape with everyone. I've never seen this done before and I thought of it like last night but I think it could be fun
The coolers aren't so bad.
One day in the coolers is enough to crack most of the firebending inmates in Boiling Rock, but most of them haven't been to both Poles. Jee and his crew have a lot of experience in swimming in the polar seas — both of them, and for weeks in the North Pole, with nothing but half-remembered lessons on the Breath of Fire from General Iroh to keep them alive. The cooler is nothing compared to that. He's dry here, for one, and it's not truly isolation if he can still hear Teruko mouthing off at the guards in the cooler right next to his.
“I can take you back to your cell if you’ve learned your lesson,” a guard jeers at the prisoner in the cell on the other side.
The voice that answers is a punch to Jee’s gut. “I have — completely,” Prince Zuko says, sounding sullen and angry and alive, definitely alive.
Teuko suddenly shuts up; that's confirmation enough for Jee.
The brat had managed to survive Zhao's fucking pirates. The wave of relief that hits Jee is short-lived; the prince might be alive, but he's in the cooler next to Jee's. The Fire Nation's prince, thrown into his own country's most secure prison, and locked into the worst torture chamber ever conceived of for firebenders like them.
They need to get that boy out of here. Jee has to round up the old crew tomorrow; figure out where the brat's regular cell is, make an escape plan —
But first, he needs to survive the night in the cooler. Jee takes a deep, fortifying breath, and settles down to wait.
Zuko: Due to personal reasons, I will be sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.
Mai: Sokka said “I love you” and you said something like “Thanks”, didn’t you?
Zuko: The reasons are personal.
mooncakes in the fire nation
This one is getting a new fic in the ignites series! We're planning to post it around the moon festival, and it's already half-finished; look for it around then!
JADE MAKE A GOOGLE DOC AND LET US WRITE A FANFIC BUT PLEASE SET A TIME AND DATE I WANNA TYPE TOO
COLLABORATIVE FIC
This would be an absolute disaster, and yet I want to see it so bad?? You know what, fuck it, let’s do it
I’m thinking tomorrow night, so Friday 8pm AWST?
It was changed to 9pm after several requests - so I’m opening it up in an hour
*vibrates in place*
I don't know what fic or what fandom this is for but im def gonna be there
