Hi. Im writing my fanfiction on here because writing a oneshot takes more than a month and i dont want to open google docs. (Will be on Ao3 when complete).
Summary: Sokka/Zuko where they want to go on a nice, relaxing vacation but Azula just got out of the mental hospital (again) and Zuko cant leave her by herself so Katara is paid to babysit her. (Modern Setting AU). Azula/Katara.
Ill reblog with updates as time goes on.
Actual fanfic begins here:
Zuko has no idea where Azula got the baseball bat. Thats his first concern. The second is this: What the hell happened to her hair?
“Hello, Zuzu,”she greeted. Then she pushed past him.
She showed up at his door at 4 in the morning with a red duffel bag over her shoulder and a black metal baseball bat with lightning decals in her left hand.
Her hair was pulled up into a messy bun. But her bangs. They were completely crooked and angled and an utter mess.
She had bright red headphones around her neck and Zuko could her some shitty metal music playing.
And all Zuko could think was what the fuck.
Azula collapsed onto his couch, dropping her belongings on the coffee table, propping her feet up on the armrest, and securing her headphones over her ears. She closed her eyes.
Zuko closed the door and took a deep breath.
“Hello, Azula. Why are you here? In my house. With me. Instead of… an insane asylum,” he questioned.
She didn’t respond, only nodded her head to the music filling her ears.
He poked her.
Her eyes opened and she glared at him.
“‘Relaxation is the key to a swift recovery’, Zuzu” she told him. He hated that she was quoting Iroh.
She removed her headphones.
“Do you need something?” She questioned.
“Why are you in my apartment, Azula?”
“Did you think i was going to sleep under a bridge like a homeless person? How pathetic do you think i am?” She rolled her eyes.
“Why aren’t you with Mai? Or Iroh? Or Ty lee, even?”
“Mai kicked me out. Ty lee wouldn’t answer her phone—probably on some stupid anti technology shtick because its ‘aura is off’. And Iroh gave me your address and said i was your problem until he got back from Japan. ‘Familial bonding or whatever’.”
“Iroh sent you?” Zuko felt betrayed.
“Yes, Zuzu.”
“Hes not coming back for another month.”
“Guess im your problem for another month, then”
“I have plans, college, a life, Azula! I cant have you living here! Im leaving for my own vacation in a week!”
“You dont want me in your life, Zuzu? Thats cruel. I thought you were the good sibling. Guess I was wrong for once.”
Zuko stalked off into his kitchen. His house was being corrupted by his evil sister because he couldn’t find it in himself to throw her out.
He couldn’t take it out on Iroh. His uncle worked so hard and needed this break.
He couldn’t take it out on his dad. That evil man was in a prison cell on the other side of the country.
He couldn’t take it out on Azula. It wasn’t really her fault she was the way she was. It was their dad’s fault for traumatizing his kids.
Azula was just as much of a victim as he was.
More will be added later and will eventually end up on Ao3.
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sokka and yue are the personification of a mitski song and NOBODY can tell me otherwise. every time i see the moon mentioned, i think of them, and the song "mine, all mine" is just TOOOOO perfect for them
you can't tell me that the lyrics moon, tell me if i could send up my heart to you? so, when i die, which i must do, could it shine down here with you? aren't so incredibly sokka x yue that it HURTS.
─── ・ 。゚☆: .☽ . :☆゚. ───
Before the war had ended, he thought for sure that Suki was it. That this was his path, settle down with her in a new era of peace. Try as he might, the moment the threat of the Fire Nation was no longer filling his mind, distracting him entirely, the only girl he could picture was Yue.
Which was a problem, considering that she was now, y’know, the moon .
And she was almost definitely never coming back.
♥ find the rest of the fic, which i swear has a happy ending, here ->
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Here it is!! My very angsty mitski-inspired WIP for the past three years or so. I hope y'all enjoy, I certainly am glad I'm done writing it <333
A nightmare, a dream. A house made of wood, a lily made of fire. A hole in the heart, a place in the world.
In the one-year space between the war's end and Iroh's gathering in Ba Sing Se, Katara and Zuko weave around each other, discovering where they truly belong in a world searching for peace. Or, my attempt at seeing where Katara becomes who she is in LoK.
Loosely based on the song of the same name by Mitski.
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