Find our joys and sorrows in an ink-washed love letter. Belonging does not forgive what is forbidden, and time wastes what once was given. From the bond we shared only the fragrance remains, do still you remember?~
Zutara reimagined in xianxia, Zuko and Katara are from two different clans 🔥 🌊 with irreconciliable affairs, so even if they find their way to develop an intimated bond they cant help but face confrontation :_DDD
tysm to my dear commissioner for bringing up this idea, im absolutely in love 😍 😍 😍
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This Peter Pan quote has been stuck in my head for yearsssss and it goes like:
“You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you. That's where I'll be waiting”
So of course I’m thinking about it and I just thought, in another world maybe that’s how Zuko and Katara love each other. Not in the sense that they’re stuck with Aang and Mai, but they chose to be with them (for reasons) over being with one another, and in the back of their minds there’s all these what ifs. And though they’ll never say it out loud they do love each other in a different way than they love their spouses. They just never pursued it. And maybe one day, when one of them is close to the end (I’m thinking Katara but it could be either) and their spouses have long gone, they talk about what could’ve been. And it’s a beautiful last moment shared between the two and one of them is left to think about that while the other finds peace. Mourning both the lost of a best friend (bc how couldn’t they be close after the Agni Kai) and a love that could have been but never was.
I hurt my own feelings with that one
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ATLA Fic Masterlist
Zutara
Stay By My Side (fluff, canon divergence)
Part 1 of the "I Will Draw a Beautiful Purple Shade" series
Written for Zutara Minibang 2021
AO3 | Fanart
One Step at a Time (fluff, canon divergence)
Part 2 of the "I Will Draw a Beautiful Purple Shade" series
AO3
Sharing My Fragile Truth (fluff, modern au, south asian au)
Written for Zutara Dhamaka 2021
AO3 | Fanart 1 | Fanart 2 | Aesthetic Board
The Stars of Your Galaxy (fluff, modern au, meet-cute)
AO3
Can't Get Close Enough to You (fluff, smut, modern au)
Part 1 of the "Moon in the Summer Night" series
AO3 | Inspiration
"Friends"…Just For Now (humour, text messages, modern au, gaang pov)
Part 1.5 of the "Moon in the Summer Night" series
AO3
Take My Hands and Trace Your Lines (fluff, smut, modern au)
Part 2 of the "Moon in the Summer Night" series
AO3 | Inspiration
Kantoph
Hectic (fluff, modern au)
AO3
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Half Off Chocolate
Prompt: They fight over discounted Valentine's Day chocolate while arguing over who had it worse.
Katara didn’t know why she didn’t just go home.
Her makeup was smeared from crying, dress wrinkled, and hair slipping out of its neat bun. She was a messed and felt even worse inside. Maybe that is why she stopped at the nearest convenient store for some well deserved and frankly overdue, sweets.
The store was a ghost town. Scattered pink and red merchandise laid abandoned on the floor and nearly empty shelves. Of course. Though it was still Valentine’s Day, the hour was late and most of the good stuff was long gone.
Katara wandered to the candy section, feeling like a lost spirit herself; haunting the remains of a once beautiful dwelling now succumbed to ruin. The candy ail was picked clean, as expected. Even the less popular treats were gone. Nothing left except a lone heart shaped red box. An ugly orange sticker slapped hastily on read the box was 50% off due to damage.
‘How fitting. A damaged heart for a damaged heart.’ Katara thought to herself.
A bitter half smile grew on her face as she reached out to pick it up. She did not notice the other hand reaching at the same time until they both grabbed the box. Katara gasped, more out of annoyance than surprise.
The person was a Fire Nation man about her age. He wore a fancy suit with the neck tie partly undone and had long black hair that spilled onto his face. Bits of red peaked under the hair on his left side, probably from a rash or blemish he was trying to hide. Despite this, he was admittedly attractive in his own way.
Katara glared. He must have forgotten what day it was, hastily threw on the fancy outfit and rushed to the store to buy sweets for his disappointed partner. Well too bad! Katara needed it more!
“Excuse you.” Katara said coldly. “I had that first.”
“What? No I did.”
“You’re wrong.” Katara yanked it, but the man held firm. “Let go!”
“I had it first! You let go!”
“No you!”
They yelled and tugged on the chocolate box like a couple of kids fighting on the playground.
“Do you have any idea what I’ve been through?!” Katara spat. “I’ve earned that chocolate!”
“Earned?! I need it more!!!”
“It’s not my fault you forgot Valentines’ Day and had to last minute shopping!”
“I didn’t forget! My girlfriend dumped me today of all days!”
“Oh boohoo! My long term boyfriend proposed today-“
“Well congratulations!” His voice dripped in sarcasm.
“After I caught him cheating, you prick!” Katara snapped. “He didn’t even apologize! Just pulled out a ring and thought that would fix everything!”
“You think that’s bad?! My ex dumped me by bringing the guy she was cheating on me with for the past 2 years!”
“My ex brought his fangirls to the proposal! The very ones who treated me like a maid and constantly threatened me just because I was dating him!”
“My ex threw a glass bottle at my head just for dating another girl while we were on break!”
“My ex threw a lit candle at me because I didn’t want to kiss him right then!”
“My ex did kiss me just to shut me up from talking about confused emotions!”
“My ex purposefully kept me away from my family and constantly belittled my culture!”
“My ex insulted me just for having different opinions from her!”
“My ex compared my grief of my mom’s murder to losing his pet! Then scolded me for giving a witness report against the murder in trail!!!”
“My ex told my sister where I was knowing she’ll tell my abusive father!!!”
The box ripped in half, sending them flying back and pelting them with chocolate. The two stared at each other in stunned silence before the owner came storming up and kicked them out. The slammed door echoed across the bare parking lot as the two continued to stand there awkwardly.
“Did she really do those things?” Katara asked in a hushed tone.
“Yeah.” The man rasped. There was no hiding the sadness in his voice. “Yours’s?”
Katara nodded. “Yeah…”
“Sounds like a really crappy person.”
“Yours’s too.”
There was another brief silence before he spoke again.
“We’re better off without them.”
“Are we?” Katara asked. “We were just fighting over discounted chocolate 5 minutes ago.”
“Okay, maybe not tonight specifically… But in the long run, we’re better off.”
Katara rubbed her necklace as tears formed. She wanted to agree but a large part of her life was tied to that relationship. Tied to him. Katara shook her head. The stranger was right.
“We are better off.”
“Sorry about…” He gestured to the store behind them. ”That.”
“I’m sorry too.” Katara undid her messy bun, letting her hair fall free, then extended her hand. “I’m Katara.”
He accepted with a firm grip. “Zuko.”
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