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    Eventually, Zuko realizes that Sokka searches for ways to let his hands linger—and he gives Sokka every opportunity he can, until they're standing on the precipice of naming what they are, and what all of their gentle touches really mean.

    All they need, it turns out, is a ruined tassel, some yarn, and an excuse for Sokka to reach out to Zuko's hair, yet again.

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    He sighs, and very nearly misses it when Sokka softly asks, “helping?”

    Zuko can only bring himself to languidly nod, and savor the feeling of being so fully held.

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    High Sage Kenji blesses Fire Prince Zuko with the resilience of the reed, who bends in the wind and never breaks. When he is done, Fire Prince Ozai narrows his eyes, seemingly displeased by this blessing. But Kenji does not speak for himself; he is only a vessel. 

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    The newly-crowned Fire Lord Ozai offers his firstborn son to service in the temple.

    This turns out to be a catastrophic mistake.

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    13 Oct 2022

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    [Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.

    “Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.

    What the fuck?

    “Sokka, I—”

    Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.

    What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]

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    An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.

    But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.

    Yeah, nah.

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    13 Oct 2022

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    William Poindexter is not very good at being Catholic, one thing he is good at though, is sneaking out of Mass with the one person in this stupid town that he feels comfortable sitting next to
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    A fic about being from a small town where there's nothing better to do than drive around and get stoned, making promises to each other that you'll get out, and realizing just how much you really needed to run

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    19 Jan 2022

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    bad catholics!

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    Dex goes to bed his first night in the basement and wakes up in a slightly altered version of reality for the day.

    A few nights later, it happens again. And again. And again...

    Which is fine. Really. He will handle this insanity the same way he’s handled every other weirdness Samwell has thrown at him since he got here.

    He’s just not sure how to deal with the implications of how often he wakes up in worlds where Nursey is in bed beside him.

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    10 Dec 2021