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sun-snatcher · 2 months

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YOUR MEDIC!READER X JET HAS BREATHED LIFE INTO ME. MAKE THEM HOLD HANDS. I BEG. THE PINING IS INSANE. The atla jet fandom is DRY so you're doing god's work out here 😭 😭 (Or anything tbh! I'm absolutely in love with your writing 😭❤️)

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summ. Jet comes into a dawning realisation. It starts with a mission gone wrong. pairing. Jet x f!medic!reader w.count. 0.7k ( just a blurb! ) a/n. Ask and you shall receive! I’m so glad you love medic!reader as much as I do!

He figures, later, that it might have started with Operation: Creeping Cricket.

Courtesy to Smellerbee for the unique mission name, ofcourse.

That had involved, to date: A handful of Freedom Fighters itching for a fight, an imprisoned pair of orphan twins they’d planned to break out, a couple of dumb Fire Nation spies, and the leaky walls they called the borders of Omashu.

Except, ofcourse, it wouldn’t be a mission without a series of unfortunate events, of which occurred: a storm that changed Sneers’ accurately-predicted course of said Fire Nation spies, which meant their little hostages that they’d come to rescue would be headed down a different path, which also meant their traps lining on the trail towards the borders of Omashu— that The Duke had spent a frustratingly long amount of time setting up— would be rendered useless.

They settled on a brute force ambush instead, much to your disdain; you were, after all, a better healer than you were a fighter.

“This was a terrible—!” You pause to dodge a burst of white hot flames from a Fire Nation soldier. The rain is quick to dampen their efforts, luckily for you. “This was a terrible plan, Jet!”

He strains to hear you underneath the torrent. “Don’t blame me, Pipsqueak started it! Duck!”

You duck. Another spy crumples behind you, thanks to the swing of Jet’s tiger blades, and as the soldier lands on the ground— that’s when you notice it; the quaking rumble of earth, the jumping of stones.

Earth Kingdom Guards have caught wind.

In the distance, Longshot produces a birdcall from high above— shrill and piercing, one that’s rarely ever been used amongst the rebellion— a warning. Retreat. The Freedom Fighters are outnumbered. Scatter.

The ground erupts beneath you, and you scream. You practically sweep Jet off his feet as you snatch his hand and take off to higher ground to avoid the rising tempest. Hot on your heels, both of you can feel the snap and crackle of roots tearing deep underneath as the kingdom guards begin their manhunt.

“Quick!” you urge, as he trips over his footing. You glance at him over your shoulder, giving him a squeeze in your intertwined fingers as you check, “Hey, you hurt?”

“I— uh, no,” he stumbles, for some reason. Nothing but superficial cuts and bruises, anyway. He’ll live. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

It could’ve been minutes or an hour of just running, he isn’t quite sure— he’s too busy noting how your hands fit awfully perfect against his, and how despite the rain and muck, you still managed to look... collected. (Collected, he thinks, because he refused to admit anything unforgivably romantic.) Jet lets himself be led across the maze of woodland and grass, and catches himself wondering whether the hand holding had been a conscious move at all.

At the time, he’d decided it didn’t matter.

It shouldn’t, Jet had reasoned to himself, as you tugged him underneath an overhang and into a hidden crevice. Beyond the roguish charm and borderline flirtatious jokes he liked to play at— both of you were, at the end of the day, amidst an unending war. You were the Rebellions’ resident medic, and he was their token leader. There was no time to entertain fairytales and pipedreams.

“I think we lost them,” you pant, peeking over. “Do you think the others are okay?”

Jet looks at you, fights back the urge to tuck the rain-wet strands of your hair behind your ear so he can see your face better; how the light hits your profile and sets your eyes alight, down to the tip of your nose, and to your mud-stained cheeks. Collected. Capable, he reminds himself. Not pretty. Not pretty. Not—

“What’s wrong?” you ask, when you’d caught his gaze. “Jet?”

“Ah. Uh, nothing,” he blinks away— too fast; too quick to hide the obvious lie. “The others can handle themselves. Let’s, let’s wait for the storm to pass.”

This is simply camaraderie, he’d convinced himself, and stifled down the barb of disappointment that crept in him when you were the first to finally let go.

Right?

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nikosasaki · 2 months

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introducing ❇ Lei of Ba Sing Se

Lei doesn't remember much from before Keo found her. She thinks she's an orphan, because she is certain her mother is dead. She knows she was hurt by the Fire Nation, because the scars covering the right side of her body remind her every day. She also knows there is something really wrong with her from the first moment that sparks fly from her hands. Keo, travelling merchant from the Earth Kingdom, loves his daughter. Despite her troubled past, despite her stubbornness, and despite her being a firebender. He's been raising Lei for the better part of ten years, and he will do anything to protect her. Still, even he knows that he can't keep his daughter safe forever. When Lei meets Jet, it is love at first sight. Lei sees a way of discovering the world in Jet, and Jet sees a victim of war who he can use in his eternal vengeance quest against the Fire Nation. Things are good, until the Avatar is resurrected and discovers Lei's secret. The one thing she knows Jet will never forgive her for. So, she runs. Back to Ba Sing Se, and into the company of a tea maker and his disgruntled nephew.

taglist; @kendelias @chlobenet @bravelittleflower @eddiemunscns @purpleyearning @eddysocs @heavenlysurf @arrthurpendragon @villanele @nolanhollogay @stanshollaand @lovehermioneforever @raith-way @kiara-carrera @decennia @luucypevensie @waterloou @ginger-grimm @hiddenqveendom @foxesandmagic @jvstjewels @dragonsbone @endless-oc-creations @ginevrastilinski @sunlitscribe @dyhlanobrien @partiallypearl @witchofinterest @fleetwoodmcs @daughter-of-melpomene

#ocappreciation #atla oc #ocapp #allaboutocs #jet x oc #zuko x oc #bringing miss girl back #ive been rewatching the cartoon and it has put me in a Mood #my edits #ch: lei #look if i dont work on six projects at once ill actually die

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startheskelaton · 1 month

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Boys night

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wraithsoutlaws · 3 months

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#cyberpunk 2077 #oc: jet beretta #iris tanner #x: kickstart my heart #lil babies...stinkies even #double dose of jet but i neglect him so he deserves it #cyberpunk photomode

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astra-kamari · 1 month

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The sword master

(A series)

part 2

Sumary-The gaang runs into a camp in the trees…

Pairings- Sokka x oc, jet x twin

A/n-sorry it’s late, not my best work but it’s something. Who knew getting the characters to talk to each other would be so hard.Ive been thinking about making a prequel about Constance and Jet, about when their parents died and maybe some in-between….thoughts?

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I was standing in the tree, waiting to attack the fore nation camp site. I wanted to just get this over with, but we had to wait for the right moment.

And then the right moment came. Three people wandered into camp, two water tribesmen, and some kid wearing bright clothes. I looked across the clearing to Jet. Time to shine.

I jumped and took two soldiers out on landing. I turn and slashed at a third. I hear a yell and take out two more coming at you.

I looked over to Jet, who smiled at the random trio, “Down you go.”

I sigh, always the showman he is. A Fire Nation soldier yelled, “They're in the trees!”

The Duke lands on top of the soldier and turns his helmet around to blind him, before riding him around while laughing. Longshot launches arrows at the soldiers while more boys come out of the trees.

I look over to see the girl and the bright colored one fighting the soldiers. The water boy holds up his boomerang and yells as one approaches him, but gets stoped when Jet takes him down first.

“Hey, he was mine!” The water boy yelled

Jet laughed, “Gotta be quicker next time”

You turn back to the soldiers in front of you, taking down the ones right in front of the water tribe girl.

Pipsqeack falls out of the trees and easily take down two soldiers as I took down two more, causing this soldier's spear to hit another soldier, who was going to battle the water tribe boy, in the head, making that soldier also fall down.

The boy looked at me angrily, “Man!” He cried as I disarmed two more soldiers he was going for.

Jet disarmed another soldier and runs up to the water tribe girl.

Jet and smirked at her “Hey.” Oh you really hoped that wouldn’t become a thing.

She said looking completely lovestruck“Hi.”

The bright colored one looked around Amazed. “You just took out a whole army almost single-handed.”

I walked up and rested my elbow on Jets shoulder, “single handedly?” I questioned as i raised my eyebrows.

The water tribe boy spoke. “Army?! Pfft! There were only like, twenty guys.”

Jet looked over at me before introducing himself. “My name is Jet, and these are my Freedom Fighters. Sneers, Longshot, Smellerbee, The Duke, and Pipsqueak.”he said pointing to everyone as he introduced them. Then he turned to me, and ruffled my hair, did he know how long it took to braid this? “This is Constance, my little sister” he smirked around me.

“By two minutes” i mumbled while shoving his arm off.

The water tribe girl stuck her arm out, “Im Katara, this is Aang, Sokka, Appa, and Momo” she says pointing each person out.

I looked over at The Duke who was laughing with the Aang “Ha ha! Pipsqueak, that's a funny name.”

Pipsqueak lurked over them in a threatening manner; using a low, growling tone of voice. “You think my name is funny?”

Aang looks taken aback for a second before replying in an upbeat tone. “It's hilarious!”

I looked over to Pipsqueak, still looming forward with a frown on his face. He suddenly starts laughing, The colored one and The Duke following suit. Pipsqueak pats the Avatar on the back in a friendly manner, though the hit was hard enough to knock him flat on the ground. The Duke stops laughing and looks down at Aang sprawled on the ground before his feet, face flat in the dirt, though when he raises his head and continues laughing, so does The Duke.

I look over at Jet to see Katara approaching him. “Umm, thanks for saving us, Jet. We're lucky you were there.”

Jet laughed, “I should be thanking you. We were waiting to ambush those soldiers all morning. We just needed the right distraction, and then you guys stumbled in.”

Katara Eyed Sokka. “We were relying on instincts.”

Jet looked at me. “You'll get yourself killed doing that.” This was a common debate between us. Jet plans, while i go with my gut.

“Im still alive aren’t i?” I said as i glared at him.

Sokka looks at Katara and Jet disdainfully as The Duke and Pipsqueak look through the barrels. The Duke touches a jelly-like substance on his finger and sniffs it.

The Duke- “Hey, Jet, these barrels are filled of blasting jelly.”

Jet smiled “That's a great score.”

Pipsqueak Holds up a wooden box. “And these boxes are filled with jelly candy!”

I laugh, “Also good. Let's not get those mixed up.”

The Duke- “We'll take this stuff back to the hideout.”

Aang looked at us with wide eyes, “You guys have a hideout?”

Jet laughed “You wanna see it?”

Katara, Very excitedly yells “Yes, we wanna see it!”

Jet smiles at her and we walked towards the hideout.

We stood on the forest floor, i turned and smiled to the group.

Jet- “We're here.”

“Where? There's nothing here.” Sokka said while looking around.

Jet laughed “Hold this.” He says as he gives a rope to Sokka.

Sokka looked skeptical. “Why? What's this do?” He Screams as he is pulled up into the branches. I laugh and grab a tope flying into the trees, backflipping onto a railing.

I look down as Jet grabs Katara and they rise up through the tree together in a “romantic setting.” I would never understand my brother. They come to a landing on a wooden platform in the trees. I look up as Aang is zip lining through the trees.

Aang While passing through with Momo. “Nice place you got!

Katara, It's beautiful up here!”

Jet sighed “It's beautiful, and more importantly, the Fire Nation can't find us.”

Smellerbee lands next to me. “They would love to find you. Wouldn't they, Jet, Con?”

Jet Smirking “It's not gonna happen, Smellerbee.” I jump down and start leading them through the trees.

Katara As Aang zips by again, “Why does the Fire Nation want to find you?”

I look up and laugh “you could say we’ve been causing them a little trouble. See, they took over a nearby Earth Kingdom town a few years back.”

Pipsqueak - “We've been ambushin' their troops, cutting off their supply lines, and doing anything we can to mess with 'em.”

Jet- “One day, we'll drive the Fire Nation out of here for good and free that town.”

Katara- “That's so brave.”

Sokka looks around sarcastically “Yeah, nothing's braver than a guy in a tree house.” I laugh, looking over to him.

Katara- “Don't pay any attention to my brother.”

Jet- No problem. He probably had a rough day.”

Katara- “So, you all live here?” Sokka slows to walk next to me as Katara and Jet “flirt”

Jet- “That's right. Longshot over there?” I look back to Longshot and The Duke walking not making a sound. “His town got burned down by the Fire Nation. And we found The Duke trying to steal our food. I don't think he ever really had a home.”

Katara- “What about you?” I stifined but kept walking as Katara and Jet come to a halt, didn’t want to hear this story again.

“The Fire Nation killed my parents. Me and Connie were only eight years old. That day chan-“

i ran ahead, Jet talked about it freely, but he wasn’t the one who watched them die.

I heard footsteps behind me, i turn and see that Sokka had caught up to me.

“You ok?” He seemed to be genuinely curious.

“Yeah, i prefer not to talk about our parents, Jet talks about them all the time.”

“Oh” he looked at the ground, i realized this was probably pretty awkward for him. We continued until we were almost to my favorite balcony.

I turned and stuck my arm out. “We never properly introduced ourselves, I’m Constance”

He smiled, “im Sokka” he says shaking my hand.

I smiled back, something about the smile was infectious.

“What are you all doing here Sokka?”

He looked a little taken back, “what do you mean?”

I turned back to the balcony and sighed, looking at the view. “I’m sorry, I just-.“

To be honest I was worried, I knew Jet was planing something bad. He wouldn’t fill me all the way in, but he wanted to get rid of the fire nation for good, i was worried about that town that was right by us. I turned back to him and smiled.

“I’m sorry…You all should leave soon.” Like ripping off a bandage, i high-fived myself on the inside, Im gonna need some help to kick out the cute guy.

Now he looked sad, and i immediately felt guilty. “Yeah…we are going to leave tomorrow morning”

“Listen, its not like im forcing you out, i dont know if you noticed but my brother can be a little….”

“Suspicious?”

“Persuasive.” We sat in a comfortable silence for a while. “Its getting late, we should head to dinner”

He sighed, “yeah, they’re probably wondering where we are…”

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#the sword master series #atla #avatar the last airbender #sokka #toph #aang #katara #sokka x reader #sokkax yn #sokka x oc #jet x reader #jet

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techno-leo · 6 months

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More ocs last batch I promise

I redesigned Fortuna cause her og skin color was too similar to her gold accessories.

#digital art #fanart #digital drawing #ibispaint art #sonic fanart #sonic fandom #sonic oc #sonic original character #infinite the jackal #gadget the wolf #manic the hedgehog #jet the hawk #sonic rarepairs #nicole the holo lynx #sally acorn #sally x nicole #infinite x gadget #knuxouge #surgeamy

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knizuu · 1 month

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HAPPY EASTER/TRANS VISIBILITY DAY!!!

Wanted to test styles, going for more shape ^ ^!!

Egg collecting, I wish I could do it this year ówò’

Glad to see trans people getting recognition! And it’s usually always fun to celebrate Easter! <33

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artbyzm · 7 months

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Concepts for ocs in the style of Bomb Rush Cyberfunk! And their personal graffitis.

Left to right:

Reverb, Myth, Pangea

Midnight, Eclair, Null

#art #bomb rush cyberfunk #brc #oc #ocs #brc oc #jet set radio #pangea #myth #reverb #null #eclair #midnight #my art #zeromidnight #megaman x #all originate as Mmx ocs except Midnight

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kobitachuart · 2 months

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Happy Birthday to me! 🎉🎂

#sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sonic oc #oc #original character #sonic sona #Jet #jet the hawk #shadow the hedgehog #Shadow #oc x canon #Cloud the Blue Budgie #Syrin the Cat

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lunastars21 · 3 months

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“The truth is…is that I Love you!”

Lineless oc x canon art yesssiiirrrr x3

Waterfall from mystic ruins :>

#fang the sniper #nack the weasel #fang the hunter #team hooligan #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #luna's shenanigans #jet the jerboa #nack the knave #Corsen The Mouse #Sonic Oc #oc x canon #Paintgun #IM SO PROUD OF THIS PLEASE DONT LET IT FLOP AAAAUGH

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sun-snatcher · 2 months

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No no because I love your depiction of Jet??? Oh my god?? Like hell yeah hes a fearless leader of a freedom fighting rebellion group he built from the ground up but he’s also?? JUST A TEEN!! JUST A BOY!! Teenage boys get butterflies too!!??

🌾 ・ POCKETFUL OF BUTTERFLIES

summ. Operation: Creeping Cricket was a botch. It looks like you and Jet aren’t gonna be headed home anytime soon. pairing. Jet x f!medic!reader w.count. 1.1k a/n. ANON YOURE SO RIGHT. Sometimes we forget Jet is really just a teenage boy grappling with hormones and feelings and everything inbetween! Enjoy this short continuation to Hand in Loving Hand!

You take a mental note to thank Longshot and his squirrel-like tendencies to hide emergency stashes up in trees for times like these.

“Here,” Jet says softly, “Y’might catch a cold soon.”

The change of clothes he offers you is weathered, but a warm welcome respite from the frigid chill that’s settled into your bones.

Operation Creeping Cricket had been a complete bust. Your narrow escape is a stroke of luck with all things considered, and at least the rain has finally stopped. It doesn’t help that both you and Jet are soaked head to toe, however, and the fact that the temperatures in the forests by Omashu can drop critically.

Your cheeks are raw; your fingers ache— but you manage to begin peeling off the layers of your clothes one by one to dry by the campfire. From across, Jet’s already managed to change out. He frowns in concern from where he’s sitting by the fire, watching you tip over a boot of water.

“You’re shaking.”

“Shivering,” you correct, trying to stop the chatter of your teeth. You wonder if biting on a wheat straw like how Jet is doing right now would help. “But, yes. Same thing I suppose.”

Then you’re untying the strings of your tunic, and pulling it swiftly over your head.

Jet barely has time to react.

He practically snaps his neck turning away, eyes wide.

The whiplash, the innocent attempt at privacy, has you biting back a laugh.

Ever the gentleman.

“You can look now,” you finally say, after a quick minute, and Jet is careful to turn.

The garments that Longshot had stashed practically drowns your figure, sleeves bundling at the wrists; collar wide and dipping low enough to reveal the corded necklace you never remove. And then there’s the glow of the fire, honeying you in amber light as you run your fingers through your damp hair.

You’re… effortlessly beautiful. He’s not quite sure there’s any other way to describe you.

“That bad, huh?” you ask, pinned under his gaze.

Jet startles. “Sorry, I— No, you just, look cold, still.”

He clears his throat as the tips of his ears burn. He hopes to the Spirits beyond you hadn’t noticed them go red. (You did.)

“Well, so do you.” You reach back into Longshot’s knapsack and tug out a blanket from inside, before making your way across to the log Jet’s settled on. The material is tanned and threadbare, but it would do for the night.

Your hands brush as you wrap the cloth around the both of you.

It’s difficult not to focus on just how warm Jet is. Even more difficult not to lean against him.

It hadn’t mattered much in the end, though; Jet shifts closer, and presses his shoulder against yours.

“Y’okay?” You ask, gentle.

Under the dim firelight, his hard edges seem to soften. The fearless leader of the Freedom Fighters can be surprisingly endearing. Suddenly, Jet is simply another survivor; another casualty of war.

He shrugs lightly, careful not to jostle you, and makes a face. “Eh. We’ve faced worse, haven’t we?”

You laugh, ducking into his shoulder. Jet wonders if you can physically feel the butterflies taking flight in his chest.

There’s a spill of flowers behind you— budding Moonflowers, he recognises; native to Earth Kingdom wildlife— and has half the mind to pluck one and hand it to you.

He chews harder on the straw in his mouth instead.

( He knows you don’t see him that way, anyway. You’d made that clear before. ‘We’re family,’ is what you’d told him; Him and the rest of the Freedom Fighters. ‘Found family.’ And while he isn’t complaining, he’d be lying to himself if he didn’t imagine atleast once what it’d be like to be something more with you.

Even if you did, he’s not quite sure he’d act on it. He’s not quite sure he can allow himself to be that vulnerable to someone. Not when he's a wanted man; not when subjecting someone into his dangerous lifestyle is the last thing he wants— even if said someone had signed up for it. )

“I’ll take first watch.” he says, after a moment.

“Y’sure? I don’t mind doing it. I promise I’ll wake you up this time.”

He laughs at the old memory. The smile, however, doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “I’ll be fine. You need rest.”

Quietly, you read him. Measure the micro-expressions that pass his face. Having fought alongside Jet throughout the years of survival made it easier. Whenever night falls, and the weight of his duties could settle if only for a little while, you could finally see all of him. Just a teenager who’s fighting for what he believed in; a kid who had to take on the world too early.

That illusion of 24/7 confidence falls around you often, though never around the younger rebels. You’ve kept the privilege close to your heart.

“You’re worried.”

He picks on the hearth for a moment, listens to the crackle of the fire.

Jet doesn’t doubt the Freedom Fighters’ capabilities. Longshot’s probably camping out somewhere in the trees with Smellerbee and The Duke, and Pipsqueak and Sneers can navigate these forests even better than him. They’ve all probably made it home already, knowing them.

And yet. And yet—

“Yeah,” he says. He didn’t like admitting it, because it implied they couldn’t protect themselves. It’d have meant he isn’t confident in them; that he, to some degree, didn’t trust them. It’s a twisted mindset, he recognises, but he can’t quite help his way of thinking these days. He didn’t like admitting he cared more than he really should— it’d be a concession. An admission.

An admission that he might truly snap if he lost any of the Freedom Fighters; that he might truly break if, Spirits forbid, he’d lose you.

The thought sends a frisson up his spine.

That shouldn’t scare him. It shouldn’t.

He blinks, shakes his head. “That obvious?”

“No. But I’ve known you for years now,” you nudge. “It’s okay to worry, y’know? You can care. You do care. There’s nothing wrong with that. You don’t have to act like you don’t for the sake of appearing calm and collected and… cool.”

He cocks his head at that, musters a playful smile. “Ah. So you think I’m cool?”

It’s meant to derail the conversation. Fortunately for him, it’s successful. Jet watches you bow your head and laugh; the bright one, the kind that makes his heart sing.

Camaraderie, he reminds himself, swallowing thickly as he reluctantly turns away from you. Nothing more, nothing less.

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sanic-atthedisco · 5 months

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MS Paint doodle dump

#sonic #honey the cat #espio the chameleon #oc #vector the crocodile #charmy bee #mighty the armadillo #ray the flying squirrel #jet the hawk #princess elise #nights chao #oc x canon #espio x oc #my art #sage the sloth #Bramble the stoat #espamble #self ship #espio

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startheskelaton · 10 days

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Part 3 of goji’s fan fic

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wraithsoutlaws · 10 months

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#cyberpunk 2077 #oc: jet beretta #iris tanner #x: kickstart my heart #double dosing on ships today vwv

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astra-kamari · 1 month

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Pt2-the sword master

Part 1 , Part 3

Summary-constance gets the chance shes have been waiting for, a chance to do good.

Pairings- Sokka x oc, Jet x twin

Tag list-ask to be added or removed

@ginger-swag-rapunzel , @bay7let ,

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Me and Sokka quickly made our way back to the main area.

Sentries were keeping watch on several different upper platforms while we joined the group at a banquet table. We started eating and i looked up as Jet stands on the table.

“Today, we struck another blow against the Fire Nation swine.” Everyone started to cheer. Katara and Aang were smiling while Sokka glared at everyone, until we made eye contact and his eyes softened.

“I got a special joy from the look on one soldier's face, when The Duke dropped down on his helmet and rode him like a wild hog monkey.”

The Duke, without his helmet, climbs up the table. He marches on the table with his arms in the air.

“Now, the Fire Nation thinks they don't have to worry about a couple of kids hiding in the trees. Maybe they're right.” He smirks as very loud and long boos are heard.

“Or maybe ... they're dead wrong.”

Everyone around started to cheer, i sighed and looked to the trees. If only they knew what Jet really did around here.

Katara looked at Jet with googling eyes and i had to stop myself from laughing “Hey, Jet, nice speech.”

Jet smiled and sits down next to Katara, across from me. “Thanks. By the way, I was really impressed with you and Aang. That was some great bending I saw out there today.”

She looked down and blushed, “Well, he's great. He's the Avatar. I could use some more training.”

Jet looked over to Aang “Avatar, huh? Very nice.”

Aang smiled, “Thanks, Jet.”

Jet started to get the look on his face, I glared at him as a warning. “So I might know a way that you and Aang can help in our struggle.”

“Unfortunately, we have to leave tonight.” Sokka starts walking away as i kicked Jet in the shin. He turned to glare at me and i shook my head no.

Jet did it anyway. “Sokka, you're kidding me! I needed you on an important mission tomorrow.”

Sokka turns around, looking unsure. “What mission?”

Jet smiled and started to explain the plan to Sokka, pulling him away from the table.

I looked over to Aang and Katara who were laughing along with Pipsqueak and The duke.

“So how long have you been traveling?” I asked trying to spark a conversation.

“A month or two now.” Katara said smiling at me.

“Really, and i hear you water bend?” I say smiling back at her.

“Yeah! Well sort of..” she says looking down. “I’m slowly teaching myself how. We are going to go to the north pole so me and Aang can learn more.” She says slowly looking back up and me.

“Thats so cool, how soon do you think you all will leave? You’ll have to go soon to make it there..”

“Dont worry too much we won’t leave so soon, we would miss seeing all of you!” She says looking over at Jet.

“Hey Constance?”

I hummed in response.

“Does Jet like hats?” She says almost to herself as she walks off.

Well there goes that plan, maybe i could convince Sokka to get them to leave. Its not like i wanted them to go, i was actually quite intrigued by them and Sokka was..interesting. Its just not safe for them to stay, not when i knew Jet was up to something.

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Jet and Sokka had left early to go take care of their mission. I walked out of my cabin to see Aang and Momo are playing with the ziplines again. He leaps near Sokka. As they came back into camp.

Aang was so bubbly and happy you’d assume he was high, “Sokka! Look what The Duke gave me!” Aang pulls a small pellet from his bag. With a sly grin, he tosses it next to Momo, where it explodes with a pop. Momo puffs up, startled. He hisses and lunges for the bag. Momo sits on Aang's shoulder and tosses several pellets at his feet. Aang dances about wildly.] “Ow! Quit it!” I couldn’t contain my laughter as i snagged the pelts from Momo.

I looked at who Sokka is oblivious to it all. He's sitting with his back to the trunk of a tree and staring at the ground, glaring at me. What’d i do to him?

Katara walks up to us, “Hey, Sokka. Is Jet back?”

Sokka glared harder, if that was possible. “Yeah, he's back. But we're leaving.” I smiled at them, turns out i wouldn’t have to do much convincing.

Although Aang looked sad and i started to feel bad for the kid, they probably didnt have much time to joke around. “What?”

“But I made him this hat.” Katara mumbled as she shows a cap made out of stitched leaves with a flower on top.

Sokka looked at her. “Your boyfriend Jet's a thug.” Then he turned back to me, “are you like him? You think mugging people is fun?”

Jet did what? I cant say im surprised, just really disappointed. I knew something was up when he refused to tell me where him and Sokka were going.

Sokka kept going “He's messed up”

Aang looked around nervously, “He's not messed up, he's just got a different way of life, a really fun way of life.”

Sokka turned to him angrily, “He beat and robbed a harmless old man!”

Katara crosses her arms doubtfully. “I wanna hear Jet's side of the story.” And she runs off, Aang quickly following her.

I looked back up at him, “I’m sorry about my brother. Please tell me you didn’t let him go to far?”

His eyes softened, “There wasn’t much i could do, but i stopped him from doing to much harm to the old guy.”

“Thank you.”

We started to follow where Katara and Aang had run off too.

Sokka looked up and cleared his throat, “is he always like this?”

I looked down, “Yes. He pushes things too far. All fire nation people are bad in his mind. I try my best to keep him out of trouble….but you see how well thats working out.”

“If you didn’t have to look out for him, what would you do.”

“Its hard to think of a time where i wasn’t watching out for him, but i would want to start over. I would want the war to end, help however i could, and then go start over in a new place.”

Sokka nodes thoughtfully.

“Why don’t you leave?”

I looked up shocked, “leave? Why would i do that.”

“He is holding you back, I’ve seen you fight. You could make a difference.”

“How would i even leave, we are surrounded by fire nation, how would i even begin that conversation. ‘Hey Jet, wanted to let you know your only family left is ditching you.’ For some reason i dont think that will go over well.”

We walked in silence for a minute. I took the time to collect my thoughts.

It’s not like i hadn’t thought about leaving before, i actually thought about it quite a lot. I just don’t know that i could leave my brother, for all that we had been through..it felt selfish. We were all each other had. But Jet kept going farther down a path i couldn’t follow, i didn’t want to hurt innocent people, if they were fire nation or not. Maybe i should leave….

“You could come with us..”he whispered. I almost didn’t catch it because i was so caught up in my thoughts.

I stopped walking and looked over to him, He looked kinda nervous.

“You mean it?”

He smiled almost in relief. “Of course i do. You could come with us and help end the war, you could get the chance to start over like you wanted.”

I realized i was exited, i didn’t care what would happen, this was what i was supposed to do.

I smiled at him, “when do we leave”

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#the sword master series #atla #avatar the last airbender #sokka #toph #aang #katara #sokka x reader #sokka x oc #sokkax yn #jet #jet x reader

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Sonilver kid because yes

Again, Imma explain Team Doomsday lore in their own posts because I love rambling about the very jumbled oc lore I have in my feeble little mind.

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#digital art #fanart #digital drawing #ibispaint art #sonic fanart #sonic fandom #sonic oc #sonic original character #sonic fanchild #sonilver #mightyknux #espilver #infinite x gadget #sally x nicole #whispangle fanchild #knuxouge #surgeamy #jet x manic #kittails

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