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Reblog so everyone can hear what they need.
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I have gotten over my writer's block and am back at it!
I will finish this one-shot.
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I promise I'm working on another one-shot, I just wrote myself into a corner so I'm experiencing some writer's block
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Thanks so much for the tag, @veroriddle!! 💚😊💙
Such a cool idea!!
Tagging: @phoenix-feathered, @denixxem, @shenanigans-and-imagines, @charmedslytherin
📌 The Pin Game
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this is so cute omg!!
tagged by: nobody i just saw it on my dashboard
tags: @billiardloomis @spacephrasing @vintagepresley @vittoriaisfuckingpathetic
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'a miracle on 34th street' (1947) prompts. 🎅
'You're making a mistake with the reindeer.'
'A man's got to do something to keep warm.'
'I like to watch their faces get that...that Christmas look all of a sudden.'
'I get kinda tired just sweeping up dust.'
'The only important thing is to make the children happy.'
'What would you like me to bring you for Christmas?'
'I'm sorry, but we're going to have to make a change.'
'I admit this plan sounds idiotic and impossible.'
'He thinks he is Santa Claus.'
'I've been getting more worried about Christmas.'
'If I can win you over, there's still hope.'
'My personal habits are of no concern to you.'
'He should be placed in a mental institution.'
'Do you know what the imagination is?'
'We'd love to have Santa Claus come and stay with us.'
'That's what I want for Christmas.'
'Those are two lost souls. It's up to us to help them.'
'Does Santa Claus sleep with his whiskers outside or in?'
'I don't think we can take any chances.'
'You deliberately failed that examination, didn't you?'
'What happens to you matters to a lot of people.'
'Even if we can't win, we can go down swinging.'
'I'll be glad to answer any questions I can.'
'But you can't possibly prove he's Santa Claus.'
'It's the best defense I can use.'
'You don't have any faith in me, do you?'
'That all depends on what you call getting ahead.'
'Someday, you're going to find out that your way of facing this realistic world just doesn't work.'
'There is no such person as Santa Claus and everybody knows it.'
'Is there or is there not a Santa Claus?'
'I've got a feeling he is Santa Claus.'
'Then I'll write him a letter and cheer him up.'
'There's no one I'd rather spend Christmas with.'
'I don't suppose you even want to talk to me.'
'You shouldn't run around in other people's houses.'
'Maybe I didn't do such a wonderful thing after all.'
#writing prompts#movie dialogue writing prompts#movie dialogue prompts#dialogue writing prompts#dialogue prompts#Miracle on 34th Street 1947#Miracle on 34th Street#prompts#Christmas
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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something
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Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from motivation to work on their WIPs.
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Reblog to give the person you reblogged this from motivation to work on their WIPs.
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'a charlie brown christmas' (1965) prompts. ⛸️
'Christmas is coming, but I'm not happy.'
'I just don't understand Christmas, I guess.'
'I know nobody likes me. Why do we have to have a holiday season to emphasize it?'
'Don't you know sarcasm when you hear it?'
'I never eat December snowflakes.'
'You think you're so smart with that blanket.'
'How I love to hear that old money plink, that beautiful sound of cold, hard cash.'
'You need involvement.'
'Will you please write a letter to Santa Claus for me?'
'If it's too complicated, make it easy on yourself: just send money.'
'All I want is what I have coming to me.'
'Every Christmas it's the same. I always end up playing a shepherd.'
'I ought to slug you.'
'You're an absolute mess.'
'Are you going to let all this beauty go to waste?'
'You didn't answer me right away.'
'I know when I've been insulted!'
'We all know that Christmas is run by a big commercial racket.'
'We need a Christmas tree.'
'This really brings Christmas close to a person.'
'Have you seen his picture on a bubble-gum card?'
'What kind of tree is that?'
'Isn't there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?'
'I won't let all this commercialism ruin my Christmas.'
'I've killed it. Oh...everything I touch gets ruined.'
'I never thought it was such a bad little tree.'
#A Charlie Brown Christmas 1965#Charlie Brown#A Charlie Brown Christmas#writing prompts#prompts#dialogue prompts#dialogue writing prompts
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'it's a wonderful life' (1946) prompts. 🔔
'Wish I had a million dollars.'
'I want you to take a good look at that face.'
'Oh, this old thing? Why I only wear it when I don't care how I look.'
'Oh, why don't you stop annoying people?'
'You look at me as if you didn't know me.'
'Do I look as funny as you do?'
'What'd you wish when you threw that rock?'
'Aw, youth is wasted on the wrong people.'
'A man doesn't get in a situation like this every day.'
'You know what the three most exciting sounds in the world are?'
'And all's fair in love and war?'
'I think I'll go out and find a girl and do some passionate necking.'
'Let's go out in the fields and take off our shoes and walk through the grass.'
'You know, I didn't tell anybody I was coming here.'
'He's making violent love to me, mother!'
'Better to get half than nothing.'
'We're a couple of financial wizards.'
'Haven't you any romance in you?'
'I should have my head examined.'
'One of us is going to jail! Well, it's not going to be me!'
'I'm not sleepy. I want to look at my flower.'
'What do you think I am, a dictionary?'
'You're worth more dead than alive.'
'I'm at the end of my rope.'
'I didn't have time to get some stylish underwear.'
'You didn't go through with it, did you?'
'Why'd you want to save me?'
'I suppose it would have been better if I'd never been born at all.'
'You'll see a lot of strange things from now on.'
'No, I didn't have a drink!'
'Each man's life touches so many others lives, and when he isn't around he leaves an awful hole, doesn't he?'
'I want to live again!'
'Every time a bell rings, an angel gets his wings.'
#absolute banger of a movie#love it#It's a Wonderful Life 1946#It's a Wonderful Life#Christmas#writing prompts#dialogue prompts#dialogue writing prompts#movie writing prompts#movie dialogue writing prompts#prompts
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'white christmas' (1954) prompts. 🌨️
'I know I'm leaving them in good hands.'
'That's not a very nice Christmas present, is it?'
'Yeah, it's nothing but a scratch.'
'That's the last time I'm gonna dig up a date for him.'
'When I figure out what that means, I'll come up with a crushing reply.'
'Forty-five minutes going to be enough?'
'Well, it's not good, but it's a reason.'
'Just like honesty needs a little plus, fate needs a little push.'
'That's a pretty cynical point of view.'
'Looks like our work's cut out for us.'
'Maybe you'd sleep better if you had something to eat.'
'I know exactly what I'm going to dream about tonight.'
'I'd rather not discuss last night, if you don't mind.'
'Well, you're not exactly Superman, but you're awfully available.'
'Now, that didn't hurt too much, did it?'
'You know, in some ways, you're far superior to my cocker spaniel.'
'I only did it for your good.'
'Sometimes I wish the wall had fallen on me.'
'Break your arm, your ankle or your neck, but don't break anything valuable.'
'It just shows you how foolish people can be.'
'They haven't done much for you, hardly anything.'
'You didn't expect me to come down in my bathrobe, did you?'
'Look at this, relatives already.'
'I'm gonna be very busy here.'
'I'm dreaming of a white Christmas.'
#White Christmas 1954#White Christmas#prompts#movie writing prompts#dialogue writing prompts#writing prompts#movie dialogue writing prompts#movie dialogue prompts#dialogue prompts
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winter prompts. ❄️
'It's snowing!'
'I can't believe how much snow there is!'
'Did we get a blizzard?'
'Look at all this snow!'
'How do you not enjoy winter? The snow is beautiful.'
'I want to get cozy by the fire.'
'Some hot coca and a fire would be great right about now.'
'I'll get some wood for the fire.'
'Come on, we'll cuddle by the fire.'
'Let's build a snowman!'
'What happened to him? You ruined a perfectly good snowman!'
'Snowmen are over. It's time for snow dinosaurs.'
'He's so cute! Just look at the snowmen!'
'Wanna go sledding?'
'Don't you dare crash my sled.'
'Have you ever gone sledding before?'
'Oh, come on, that hill is perfect for sledding!'
'I can see it already. Death by sled.'
'Is this your first time skiing?'
'Nothing like zipping down a mountain on some skis.'
'Winter sports are the best part about winter.'
'Yeah, that's a no. I'll just hang out at the lodge.'
'Skiing is overrated. Snowboarding is better.'
'Wanna go snowboarding?'
'I want to do some jumps, come on.'
'You're definitely a snowboarder. You have that vibe.'
'Make sure to bundle up, it's cold outside.'
'Don't forget your winter coat!'
'Mittens! I love them!'
'You should get your hat, it's pretty chilly out there.'
'I can't believe how cold it is.'
'Better break out the winter coats.'
'I am not wearing five layers of clothes.'
'Are you declaring snowball war?'
'Duck for cover!'
'Snowball fight!'
'Hey, watch my head! You almost got me in the face!'
'Don't you dare shove snow down my back!'
'That is not a snowball, that's an iceball!'
'I got some gingerbread kits, wanna try one?'
'You ate half of my gingerbread house!'
'The kits are for cowards. I don't need instructions to build a structurally sound gingerbread house.'
'Yeah, so, all those candies were decorations. Not just a snack for the builder.'
'You bit my gingerbread man's head off!'
'Well, I've seen worse gingerbread creations.'
'What a time of year.'
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'A Christmas Carol' (2009) prompts. 🎄
'That's a nice fresh eel.'
'Bah! Humbug!'
'What else can I be in such a world of fools as this?'
'I wish to be left alone!'
'Why does everything seem to happen to me?'
'You must've covered a lot of ground in seven years.'
'Your lip...is trembling.'
'Do you remember the way?'
'There is nothing on this earth more terrifying to me than a life doomed to poverty.'
'May you be happy in the life you've chosen.'
'You have never seen the likes of me before?'
'It's cold out there.'
'I couldn't bear to see you in a state of disappointment. If only for a giggle.'
'I'd give him a piece of my mind to feast upon, and I'd hope he'd have a good appetite for it.'
'So, you're thinking of an animal?'
'My life upon this globe is very brief.'
'Is it a foot or a claw?'
'Lead on. The night is waning fast.'
'I don't mind going...if lunch is provided.'
'He frightened everyone away while he was alive.'
'I wish you could have gone.'
'I'm not the man I was!'
'Dance with me!'
'Don't let the worms have all the fun.'
'What do you mean by coming here at this time of day?'
'God bless us, everyone!'
#A Christmas Carol 2009#writing prompts#prompts#writing#movie dialogue prompts#dialogue prompts#movie dialogue writing prompts#dialogue writing prompts
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'gremlins' (1984) prompts. 👹
'Who hasn't got a story?'
'I can't stand a shock like that!'
'The world's changing. You gotta change with it.'
'It won't wait till Christmas.'
'Isn't he cute?'
'Bright light!'
'Whatever you do, don't give him a bath.'
'Try not to move so much, okay?'
'You should just buy orange juice in cartons, it's a lot easier.'
'I don't think we can drink this.'
'Can I keep one of these here, run some tests on him?'
'They put them in the watches. Little teeny gremlins.'
'I always thought everyone was happy during the holidays, no matter what.'
'Now I'm depressed.'
'This isn't gonna hurt.'
'How about shutting up for a change, okay?'
'The competition is a little more advanced than I expected.'
'You've never been so far away on Christmas Eve before.'
'There's no reason to be afraid.'
'Where do these little gremlins come from?'
'Patriotic little fellow, ain't he?'
'The creatures are making it look like an accident!'
'I'm not ready yet.'
'Start the car. I'd really like to go back to the station now.'
'This is Christmas, not Halloween!'
'Please don't bite me!'
'Don't worry about that smoke.'
'If he gets to water, it'll start all over again.'
'To hear, one only has to listen.'
'Before you go, I wanted to tell you...I truly am sorry for what's happened.'
'There just might be a gremlin in your house.'
#prompts#writing prompts#dialogue prompts#movie dialogue writing prompts#dialogue writing prompts#Gremlins 1984#writing#movie dialogue prompts
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The Instinct
Request: Can we have platonic Zuko and swordfighter!reader training during season 2 and Zuko has been trying to teach reader a certain move she just can't figure out and then when Jet attacks Zuko she steps in, does the move properly and defeats Jet? And zuko's like you did it!
Requested By: @chantillymoon
Prompt: None
Pairing: Zuko x reader (platonic)
Summary: See request. :)
Warnings: violence (swordplay)
A/N: Sorry this is so late!! This month has been crazy with Christmas coming and everything.
Word Count: 3K+
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Living life on the run wasn’t the life you chose, but it was the life you were given.
You clutched the handle of your sword as you made your way through Ba Sing Se, looking around to see what you could steal from without getting into serious trouble. Gaze landing on a food cart with its vendor turned around, you swiftly made your way over, swiping a couple papayas. You walked away, tucking the food in your tunic.
“Hey! Thief!”
You spun around, eyes wide as the vendor rushed out from behind his cart, drawing swords.
He ran towards you, face set into a snarl.
You broke into a sprint through town, ducking between buildings and weaving through people. Looking behind you, you could see that the man was still on your tail. You puffed another breath, only to get the rest of your air forced out of you.
You were falling.
Letting out a groan as you hit the ground, you quickly pulled yourself to your feet, drawing your swords as you ignored the person you just ran into.
The vendor stopped in front of you, his swords held in a defensive stance. “No more running.”
Your eyes narrowed and you held up your own swords.
“We don’t have to do this the hard way,” the man said sternly. “Just pay for the food.”
“I can’t.” You shifted your weight.
“Then give it back.”
“I can’t do that either.”
The man sighed and lunged forward, slicing his sword down at you.
You quickly brought your swords up, blocking the blow.
Everyone around you took more steps back, but kept their attention on the fight.
“I need to eat!” You grunted, shoving the man backwards with your blades. “Leave me alone!”
The vendor regained his footing and looked over at you. His eyes flickered between yours, his forehead wrinkling. After a few moments he sighed, relaxing his stance and lowering his blades. “Very well.” He turned and walked away.
Most of the crowd stood around for a minute before returning to their business.
You heaved a few breaths before sheathing your swords. Turning around, you let out a gasp as you came face to face with a short, elderly man.
He beamed up at you.
Your eyebrows furrowed.
“Would you like some tea?”
You blinked in surprise at the man. “I beg your pardon?”
He placed his hand on your back, leading you down the street. “I have been looking for someone to try a new brew I have been working on.”
“Wait, why would I-”
“I have never seen you before,” the man said as he led you around a corner. “I need someone who has not had my tea before for the most accurate result.” He smiled over at you before stopping and gesturing at a small wooden building.
You watched him in confusion for a few moments before sighing, walking inside.
“Sit down,” the man told you. “I’ll go prepare your cup.”
Your eyebrows furrowed as you slowly sat down at one of the tables. “Thank you,” you said quietly, though it sounded like more of a question.
The man walked away, venturing behind the counter at the front of the tea shop.
You looked around, observing the building as you picked at your nails.
This whole situation was weird.
Especially because you were currently the only customer in the room.
The hair on the back of your neck stood up.
This is a trap, this is a trap, this is a trap-
Your gaze drifted to the door.
It wasn’t safe here.
The man’s story didn’t make any sense.
You moved your legs, about to stand, when someone cleared their throat.
Turning, your eyes landed on a boy, about your age, with short dark hair, a burn over his left eye and an expression on his face that screamed ‘discomfort’ and ‘annoyance’.
You eyed him warily before raising an eyebrow. “Yes?”
He cleared his throat again, gesturing to your waist. “I see you have broadswords…” his gaze shot to the wall, remaining there for a few moments before he looked back at you.
You furrowed your eyebrows. “...Yes…?”
He was silent for a few moments. “Are you any good?”
Your eyes narrowed in suspicion. “Good enough.”
A few beats of silence passed and the boy huffed, his shoulders tensing with the action. “I’m a swordsman, too.” He looked away, his face twisting in displeasure. “I could teach you…if you want.”
You stared at him.
That was unexpected.
You crossed your arms, nodding your head at him. “What’s in it for you?”
“Here you are.”
You and the boy turned to the new voice, seeing the man that brought you in.
He placed a cup and a bowl on the table in front of you.
You looked at the man for a few moments before glancing at the objects. You pointed to the bowl. “What’s this?”
“I made you soup, since it is nearly time for supper,” the man said.
You looked between the two males before standing, placing your left hand on the table, your right on your hip. “Alright, what is going on here? Sword fighting lessons, free dinner and tea, no other customers, phony stories- what are you two doing? Are you con men or something?”
They looked at each other.
“I saw you in the street earlier,” the man said, turning to you. “You needed assistance to eat and protect yourself.”
You crossed your arms, looking away.
“My nephew can teach you how to use your swords. I can speak to the manager about giving you a job.”
Your gaze lifted to look at the man. “Why? Why would you help me?”
The man smiled. “Ba Sing Se is about new beginnings. Everyone deserves a second chance.”
You studied the man for a moment.
He seemed to be genuine.
“Alright.” You sighed, sitting back down and picking up the spoon. “What have I got to lose?”
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“Keep your arms tighter to your body! You’ll never protect yourself if you’re flapping them around like that!”
You rolled your eyes. “I’m trying, Lee!” Lowering your swords to your sides, you glared at the boy. “Some teacher you are.” You huffed, leaning against the wall. “Haven’t you ever heard of ‘positive reinforcement’?”
“No,” he said sternly.
You paused before looking to the side, a frown on your face.
“Do it again.”
Looking back at the boy, you sighed as you pushed off the wall, getting down into your defensive stance. Taking a deep breath, you spun your blades. Shifting your weight, you fumbled a little as you brought one of the swords over your chest, moving the other to go around your head. Your arms got tangled and you frowned. “I’m never going to get this,” you said, looking up at the swords as you tried to figure out how to get your arms free from each other without the blades getting in the way. “What am I doing wrong?”
“You’re sloppy.” Lee crossed his arms, a scowl on his face.
You rolled your eyes as you finally managed to twist yourself free. “Sorry. I’m kind of new to this whole ‘sword’ thing.”
Several beats of silence passed.
You cleared your throat. “Maybe you can show me the form again?”
Lee sighed but nodded, pulling out his own duel swords. He lowered his stance, spinning the blades. Shifting his weight to face his left, he crossed one sword over his chest, moving it around his head before the other sword followed its path, spinning as he did so. He stopped, holding one sword high, the other low.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you tried to burn the movements into your memory.
Lee turned to face you, putting his blades away.
You looked up at him. “How long have you been using swords?”
“A while,” he said shortly and quickly, glancing away.
Your eyes drifted to the burn on the side of his face, pursing your lips.
“Time for supper!”
You and Lee turned to the sound of the voice.
His uncle leaned out of the door, smiling at you both.
You nodded, putting your blades away as you followed Lee inside.
“How is the practice going?”
Lee walked by him without saying a word.
You frowned, closing the door behind you as you looked over at Mooshee. “It could be going better.”
The old man hummed. “My nephew is not very patient, I’m afraid.”
Your gaze drifted to the door Lee had disappeared behind. “So I’ve noticed.”
A silence fell between you.
“Come for supper,” Mooshee said, gesturing for you to follow him. He walked towards the back, you falling into step behind him.
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“Again!”
You groaned. “How much longer do we need to keep doing this?” Your shoulders sagged as you turned to Lee. “It’s past dark and my arms are killing me.”
“Until you get it right,” Lee snapped, his arms crossed. “You wanted me to teach you, didn’t you?”
You scoffed, moving back into your beginning stance. “Actually, your uncle did.”
Lee’s glare narrowed.
You sighed, beginning to spin your blades. Shifting your weight, you brought one sword across your chest, moving it around your head. You brought your other arm in a slashing move across yourself as you stopped. Waiting a few beats, you turned to face your teacher.
“Your left arm has to bring that sword around your head, too.”
You huffed, throwing your head back and staring at the night sky. “This is impoSSIble.”
“No it isn’t. You just need to keep working.”
You brought your head down, raising an eyebrow at Lee. You were uncertain if that was meant to be encouraging or a dig at your lack of abilities with a blade. You gestured at him with your sword. “How long did you practice this move?”
Lee shrugged. “It’s not always about the practice.”
Your eyes dropped to his jaw as he clenched it. You lifted your gaze back to his eyes, your eyebrows bowing in concern and confusion.
“A lot of swordplay is based on experience and instinct. You can practice as much as you want, but in the end, your opponent may surprise you. There’s no amount of running through moves that can prepare you for real swordplay.” Lee’s golden eyes burned into yours. “In real fighting, you have to respond in split-second moments. You need to think, but not too much or it can cost you too much time.”
You stared up at Lee. “That sounds intense,” you finally said, not knowing what else to say.
Lee’s posture shifted. “It’s the life that refugees have to live.”
You hummed, gaze dropping to the ground. Clearing your throat, you looked back up at him. “Where are you refugees from?”
Lee turned away from you. He was silent for several moments. “The Fire Nation.”
You nodded, though his back was to you. “Who isn’t?”
He tensed further.
“Well,” you sighed, lowering yourself to the ground. You leaned your back against the tea shop. “I would say that you’re safe in Ba Sing Se, but there are problems here, too.” You rested your elbows on your knees. “The segregation between the different wealth classes, for one. And this place is extremely suspicious at times.” You crossed your arms, lowering your legs so they laid flat against the ground. “The only thing I can say for this place is that it’s got thick walls. We’re safe from the Fire Nation in here.” You paused, looking up at Lee.
He looked incredibly stiff.
You frowned. “You’re safe from the Fire Nation…” you tried.
He turned slightly towards you, but you still couldn’t see his face.
Several beats of silence passed.
“That’s enough training for tonight,” he finally said. Turning around, keeping his back to you, he went back inside the tea shop.
You blinked at the now-shut door. Frowning, you pushed yourself off the grass.
The poor man clearly had some things he was working through.
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“I need one ginger tea!”
“Two jasmine over here!”
“I cannot brew any faster,” Mooshee exclaimed with a laugh.
You walked towards the counter, grinning as you placed your hands on it. “Your customers are waiting, Mooshee.”
The pot finally boiled and he handed it to you.
You returned to one of the customers, beginning to pour water into his cup.
“This is the best tea in the city,” he remarked, a smile on his face.
You smiled back. “It certainly is.” You stood back to your full height and moved around the tables, pouring more water into people’s cups. When you were out of water, you walked back to Mooshee and handed him the pot. “We’re out of hot water.”
“I’ll boil some more,” he said, turning around to take care of it.
The door slid open loudly and you turned, seeing a man in the doorway.
“I’m tired of waiting!” He stepped into the shop, his shoulders hunched slightly. His eyebrows were bent low and his finger shot out, pointing to the side of you. “These two men are firebenders!”
You glanced to your left.
Mooshee and Lee looked at each other.
The sound of metal drew your attention forward, seeing the man holding two long metal weapons, the ends formed into hooks.
“Are you crazy,” you asked, taking a step towards your friends. You kept your gaze on the man.
“I know they’re firebenders! I saw the old man heating his tea!”
“He works in a tea shop,” a guard said.
The man lifted his weapons. “He’s a firebender, I’m telling you!”
“Drop your swords, boy.” The guard stood from his table, his companion joining him. “Nice and easy.”
The man held his weapons in a defensive stand. He turned to Mooshee and Lee. “You’ll have to defend yourself. Then everyone will know.” He began to walk forward. “Go ahead. Show them what you can do.”
You took another step, standing in front of your friends completely. Your eyes narrowed at the man. “Leave here. Now.”
He pointed his weapon at them. “Not until I prove these men are firebenders.”
You drew your swords. “Alright. ‘Hard way’, it is.”
“Y/n, no!”
You ignored Mooshee’s plea, zoning your focus in on the man before you.
He grunted as he charged, swinging his weapon.
Your heart rate skyrocketed. Instinctively, you brought your blade up, blocking the blow.
He slashed at you with his other weapon.
You deflected that blow, bringing up your leg and kicking him in the stomach.
He backed up a few steps, grunting. His head shot up, a glare on his face.
You lowered your stance, readjusting the grip on your swords.
He brought his leg to the side, dragging a table towards him. He kicked it towards you.
You jumped over it, hoping that Mooshee and Lee got out of the way fast enough. You heard a loud ‘crack’. As you landed, you risked a glance over your shoulder, seeing they were both unharmed.
The table, however, was broken in two.
Your eyes widened in amazement and confusion before returning your focus forward. A gasp unintentionally left your lips as you saw metal swinging towards you. You brought your sword up, trying to press against it.
He was stronger than you.
You grunted as you brought your other hand up, still clutching your other sword, and used your fist to press against the flat side of your blade to add more force.
The sound of grinding metal filled the air.
The hook at the end of the man’s sword wrapped around your blade.
A sharp tug pulled the sword from your hands.
You gasped as you watched it fly out the window. Your gaze drifted back to the man, eyes narrowed. You swung your leg out, hooking it around his and pulling.
His leg came out from underneath him. He fell to the floor.
You jumped over him, rushing outside. You bent down, picking up your sword. As you turned to face the shop again, a blade was held against your throat. Your eyes widened as you looked up at the man.
He still had that piece of wheat between his teeth. He pulled you against him, turning around to face the tea shop.
Everyone had rushed out to watch.
“Please stop!” Mooshee grasped the doorway. “You’re confused, son!”
The man’s grip on you tightened, his blade coming closer to your neck. He looked between Mooshee and Lee. “You’re going to have to firebend if you want to save her.”
The two exchanged glances.
You brought your right sword up, sliding it between you and his blade. You used it as leverage to push his weapon away from your throat. Spinning around to face him, you lowered your stance and began to spin your blades.
The man lunged at you.
You turned, blocking it as you brought your sword over your chest.
The man swung his blade at your head.
You turned, bringing your sword around your head.
His weapon clashed against it.
Your other arm followed your first to block another blow.
The man grunted in frustration as you turned to face him again.
He lunged at you.
You spun to the side, kicking one of his blades out of his hands.
It hit the ground with a ‘clatter’.
You raised one of your swords, pointing it at the man. “Leave my friends alone.”
“Drop your weapons!”
Everyone turned, seeing two Dai Li agents approaching the scene.
Jet turned, pointing at Mooshee and Lee. “Arrest them! They’re firebenders!”
“This poor boy is confused!” Mooshee stepped out of the shop. “We’re just simple refugees.”
The tea shop owner pointed. “This young man wrecked my tea shop and assaulted my employees!”
“It’s true, sir,” the guard said. “We saw the whole thing. This crazy kid attacked the finest tea maker in the city.”
“Ohh, that’s very sweet,” Mooshee said sheepishly, bowing his head.
The Dai Li stepped towards the man. “Come with us, son.”
The man slashed at the one on his right.
The Dai Li agent brought his hand up, the blade hitting the rock glove he wore. He and his companion quickly disarmed the man, encasing his hands in earth. They drug him away.
“You don’t understand; they’re Fire Nation! You have to believe me!”
The Dai Li threw him in the back of a barred wagon before driving away.
A few moments of silence passed before the crowd dispersed.
You sighed, your shoulders slumping. Sliding your swords back into their sheaths, you turned to the shop.
Mooshee and your boss were ushering everyone back inside.
Lee was just standing there, regarding you curiously.
You raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“You did it.”
You glanced to the side before looking back at him. “Did what?”
“The move I’ve been trying to teach you. You did it.”
“I did?” You looked back to where the man had been standing before being dragged away. “But I didn’t-”
“You didn’t think about it,” Lee said.
Your gaze drifted back to Lee.
“You didn’t need to.” His expression tightened for a brief moment. “It’s instinct.”
You chuckled lightly, before smiling over at him. “Thanks, Lee. And thank you for being willing to train me.”
A few beats of silence passed.
Lee nodded before turning around and heading back inside the tea shop.
You shook your head, a smile on your face before following him in.
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