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ofherlionheart · 2 years

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seeking inspiration/motivation/etc etc/can’t believe quarantine is killing my creativity: have some ch4 fire sibling interactions

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Once they reach the tip of the northern half of the archipelago, they head north, and they don’t stop until they reach a small port at the base of the mountains that separate the Sea of the Dragons from the Stone Fingers. It’s an opportunity to replenish supplies, particularly in preparation for heading even further north, and to stretch their legs.

The last thing he expects, as he and Bishal and Yawen wander in search of a noodle bar, is a familiar, raspy voice to call, “Zuko!”

He whirls around and his eyes confirm what his ears heard: it’s Mai, waving easily from down the street, Azula smirking by her side. “Mai! Azula!” he calls and runs toward them.

He throws his arms around both of them, and while Azula responds with an annoyed “Zuzu,” Mai hugs him back tightly. “What are you doing here?” Mai asks.

She lets go, and Zuko steps back, still grinning uncontrollably. “We’re stopping for supplies on our way to the Northern Water Tribe. I had no idea you’d be here.”

“We didn’t expect to be here, either,” Azula says pointedly.

Mai coughs. “Are you looking for lunch?”

They find a noodle bar, where the frazzled barkeep sends them to a table in the back corner with an impatient fling of the wrist. Zuko’s extremely aware of how casually Azula takes the seat next to his at the end of the table, how she tucks a curling strand of her hair behind her ear. His watching eyes, of course, don’t escape her. “Did you miss me?” she asks drily.

“Yes.” He doesn’t dare ask the same question back. “How have you been? Where have you been traveling recently?”

“We’ve been going south.” She flicks a look at Mai, who’s listening intently to the story Bishal is telling. “Mai’s been receiving some letters.”

Zuko frowns. There hasn’t been anything deeply urgent coming out of the capital for Mai. “What kind of letters?”

“The kind you should have been sending if you’d wanted to keep her around.”

Is she implying—is there someone courting Mai?

He shouldn’t be surprised, and there’s a part of him that truly isn’t—he loves Mai, after all, and even if a person didn’t know her like he does, she comes from a rich and powerful family and is extraordinarily beautiful by classical standards: pin-straight and glossy black hair, a heart-shaped face, slender limbs that give her every movement elegance.

Zuko coughs. “I didn’t know she was being courted,” he says quietly.

Azula scoffs. “You know it only counts as courtship if it’s a man.”

Zuko stares, his mind emptying of words as the memory of Ty Lee’s happy cry of Mai! rings in his ears.

The barkeep suddenly swoops in, balancing a massive tray on one shoulder, and slides five bowls of steaming buckwheat noodles in broth across the table. Zuko takes the pair of chopsticks that Yawen passes to him and hides a grin when Azula pulls her personal pair of metal chopsticks from somewhere.

“You look terrible, by the way,” Azula says, rudely. “What have you been tormenting yourself over?”

“Thanks for noticing,” Zuko replies dryly. The broth is light but flavorful, the noodles perfectly cooked. “The former colonies are resistant to coming home.”

“Obviously.”

“I’ve been dreaming of mother, too.”

Azula rolls her eyes. “Mother is dead, Zuko. She’s the last person you should be losing sleep over.”

Zuko pauses. His sister keeps eating, unaware of his eyes on her. “Azula,” he says, quietly, not completely sure he should be saying this now. “I don’t think she’s dead.”

If he wasn’t staring at her, he would have missed the way Azula falters before picking up another mouthful of noodles. “Wishful thinking is a waste of time.”

“It’s not wishful.” He swallows. “Father told me she’s alive.”

“Well, if she were alive, it’s been nine years. We clearly don’t need her.”

Zuko doesn’t need her, maybe, but he does want her—but he supposes Azula has no reason to want her back. “I guess not,” he concedes weakly.

“Your noodles are getting cold.”

He blinks, remembering a hundred family dinners at once: their mother, urging Zuko and Azula to finish their noodles or soup before they stopped steaming; their father ridiculing her for her peasant ways, letting his own bowl turn cold and then snapping at the staff to take it back to the kitchen and bring it back boiling, because he wanted it hot, now.

Mommy, why does Daddy say you’re a peasant? Azula asked once—or something like that.

We aren’t peasants, their mother said. You finish your food before it gets cold to respect the person who made it for you. And you don’t want cold, slimy noodles, do you?

Zuko picks up his chopsticks and eats.

After lunch, there’s still some time before they embark again, so Zuko and his guards follow Mai and Azula to the inn where they stayed last night. There, they find Sarnai, Amit, and Jae playing some sort of card game—Zuko doesn’t recognize the green and brown deck or the formation of the cards spread across the table, but Azula immediately goes to Sarnai’s side, looking with narrowed eyes at the table and then the fan of cards in Sarnai’s hand.

Wordlessly, Azula taps four of Sarnai’s cards, then looks up at her; Sarnai nods, a glint appearing in her dark brown eyes. When it’s her turn, she plays the cards Azula had tapped, and Jae and Amit immediately explode with frustration.

“I didn’t even see that,” Amit whines.

“You always win, Azula,” Jae says, shaking her head fondly.

“It was only twelve points,” Azula dismisses.

“You mean Sarnai always wins, because she’s Azula’s favorite,” Amit corrects.

Azula smirks. “And whining about it will make you a smarter player?”

Mai comes up to Zuko, arms loosely crossed. “They’ve been addicted to that game for a month.”

“You’re not?”

“It’s a card game.” Her fingers graze his forearm. “Come with me.”

They leave Bishal and Yawen at the card game and go to the adjoining room where sleeping mats have been laid out. Mai points at one of them, and Zuko sits down, watching Mai dip into a travel pack resting against the far wall. “How has traveling been?” Zuko asks.

“Not easy.” She joins him at the mat with a small pot of dried apricots, which she sets between them. Their knees knock together as she settles; Zuko takes a piece and bites. “But it’s fine. We’re learning to understand each other.”

“Who?”

“Me and Azula.”

Zuko frowns. “Weren’t you best friends? All of you, with Ty Lee?”

Mai fiddles with the hem of her pants, studying the pattern of the thread. “Azula really didn’t let anyone in,” she eventually says. “And I only knew her as well as she knew herself.” Her brown eyes flick up to Zuko’s. “It’s not as if we knew ourselves at fourteen.”

There’s a precise crinkle to her brow that makes Zuko think of the way Azula sometimes purses her lips and avoids his gaze, of the way that Sokka’s voice can become unexpectedly reserved. He remembers a large hand resting heavy on his shoulder, Piandao rumbling, Better than I once did. “You’re headed south to see Ty Lee?” he asks.

Mai blinks, and blinks again. “I thought you’d be too dense.”

Too dense to what, he almost asks, but he realizes he probably knows Mai’s answer already. It’s not the conversation he cares about right now, either. “Azula knows?” he asks, because if Zuko once bought into almost everything Ozai and Azulon said, Azula clung to their every word, and their forefathers were very clear on what exactly they thought a deviant was.

“She does.”

Zuko nods and wonders why it doesn’t feel like the earth is shattering beneath him. He feels like it should be. “Tell her that I say hi, and I hope she’s well,” he says, then clarifies, “Ty Lee, I mean.” Mai rolls her eyes. “And Suki and Nisha.”

“Suki will appreciate it,” Mai murmurs.

There’s a shout from the other room. Zuko jumps, but Mai just snorts. “Amit loses passionately,” she comments dryly.

“I guess that matches how Azula wins ruthlessly.”

Mai replaces the lid on the apricots and rises to her feet. “They’re really good.”

“They should be, if they’ve been playing it that intensely for a month.” Zuko also stands, following Mai to the door.

“No. Her attendants. They’re good for her.”

She pushes aside the short curtains hanging from the door frame, and Zuko peeks around Mai just in time to see Amit and Sarnai lunge for Azula, wrapping their arms tightly around her as they collapse to the floor in a pile of laughter. Azula’s protests hold no weight when they’re cut off by her own giggles, and a vice suddenly squeezes around Zuko’s chest. He hasn’t heard Azula giggle since … since before Ursa disappeared, he thinks.

“Zuko?”

Zuko jumps and turns to Bishal, who’s standing with Yawen by the door. He looks regretful, but Zuko knows he’s only nudging him to go because they have a long journey ahead of them.

“Travel safely,” Zuko tells Mai.

She smiles at him and pats his right cheek.

When he says goodbye to his sister, he’s still the one to initiate the hug, but she settles against his body in a way she never has before. Her curls tickle the side of his jaw. “Take a bath before you reach the North Pole,” she says, the disdain in her voice belied by the gentleness of her arms against his back. “You smell like a heap of hippo-cow crap.”

“I will,” Zuko says. “Thanks.”

She digs her nails into his spine, and he yelps, letting her go. When she pulls back, she’s smirking, a teasing glint in her eye that suddenly makes her look so much like their mother. “Don’t miss me too much, Zuzu.”

Zuko grins. “Only if you don’t miss me.”

#like the sun inside of you #it's fun to write azula b/c she says the caustic shit i never say to my sibling #writing #mine #im not the gddmn mcu

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bandomfandombeyond · 11 months

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honestly, FUCK new users, the people keeping this website afloat are VETERANS and we deserve RESPECT AND CONSIDERATION before you do things that make OUR EXPERIENCE WORSE

#god this place used to be my escape from every other social media #and now its going to hell in a handbasket #like yeah the readmore button is nice but why tf did you move the tag editor from where its been FOR A GDDMN DECADE

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koushirouizumi · 2 years

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* V E N T

*long sighs as I Block a known Troll blog from following Yet Again*

DUDE, I've already blocked you like 5+ times across all my accounts since I was on F.F.N posting my old aF KouMi with side implied crack-ship Mi//mato that was parodying B.S.S.M. (not that you actually read that note, likely) and the first hints of my Tai//Kou O.T.P, and Yama//Jou and Joushiro side-shenanigans showing fic also there, so literally please stop making me have to Block you from my posts again.

By the way, you """flamed""" me when I was literally Young Me. (Ship-wars and homophobes nEVerrr existed in this fan base during Adv-02 Standom's pre-HellSite TM days and never harassed younger Queer fans on F.F.N over M/F ship-wars on all sides!!!1! Adv-02 Standom has always been a ~~pure queerphobia free paradise~~ where this Never Happened You All. If you dispute this, good luck, you'll just have to watch as over half this fan base's fan history gets overwritten by people who weren't even there!!!)

But you (among many other instances of rules-breakage) DID spur me on to make 30+ Koushiro + KouTai A.M.V.s out of absolute pure SPITE since, so maybe that was good for something. I'm actually losing count of where I'm at now, lmao

*Sits down to make KouTaiMi A.M.V. with side Poly-ships implications along with Queer-platonic Tai//ora spinoffs where Taichi is specifically Demisexual and M-spec and Sora is Bi and Ace and G.N.C, among various other H.C.s but MAINLY those BECAUSE I CAN*

Here's the thing though, they're pretty much always Queer in everything I write now, specifically because of trolls like you and anyone similar to you. Which is probably not what you or any of those similar types ever wanted out of my things for your ~ship~

aNYWAY!!!!

(Days this fan base has stopped having sh*tty homophobic trolls: 0)

{P.S. read my d*MN F.A.Q or at least the sidebar like}

(I'm more laughing because this guy made himself OBVIOUS again but like, at least APOLOGIZE TO YOUNG ME for your sh*t d*MN) {That literally happened over 10+ years ago I Am Not Even Lying}

Anyway, they're all Queer

{Also, no, I do not allow Block-evaders Who Know They're Block Evading to use these imgs, and that's why people need to stop being absolute MASSIVE, KNOWING A-HOLES and start learning to actually have basic respect for your fellow shippers and fans in this fan-base, maybe then you could actually use their sh*t of ~your all's ships~!!!}

This has been Me channeling all my rage from the void of Young Me years from having to put up with these F*CKING 25+ Yr long Ship-wars

#koushirouizumi personal #koushirouizumi blog #digiadvs standom issues #adv standom issues #digiadvs standom homophobia #digiadvs standom biphobia #digiadvs standom queerphobia #(Guess Who I Just Had To Block For The 5th Gddmn Time since before and after this site was made)#(because ~~Its the Net Just Deal with Them~~)#(ALSO you all the Western fan base tOTALLY Did Not Exist pre L.J days it was Only On L.J that it Existed)#(Let's just ignore all the 90s web shrines that existed too!!1! Oh and how about the Link Lists and ship shrines and webrings and)#(Fictional Digi-Destined??? Those Definitely Didn't Exist in U.S. fan base nOPE)#(A U T I S T I C Fans who like Koushiro??? DUDE U JOKIN' I Am Not Actually But Thats GENUINELY how half of you sound!!!)#('M E T A'? Oh thats an L.J. concept its not like these terms existed bEFOrE L.J. or aNYTHING In The West TM)#(Noooo you all I just have to ~~sit back and deal w the trolls~~ and fan base history erasing because ~~Standoms gonna Standom~~)

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twothousandbutterflies · 2 years

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This trailer gave us exactly two (2) separate snotshots of Tsubomi...I'm about to launch myself through a chimney like a gddmn rocket

#mob psycho 100 #mp100

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izanazqueen · 10 months

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slowly realizing something grave.. if season three of tokyo revengers runs consecutive for two cours (like the first one)

oct-jan

jan-apr

then- we will loose izana the same week we met him on last year.. (aka my fkn bday) i will flip-

PLEASE DON'T BE 24 EPISODES I BEG OF YOU.. NOO DON'T MAKE ME WATCH HIM LIKE THAT I SWEAR ILL COMMIT CRIME.🤧 on my gddmn birthday i do not even care anymore

#tenjiku #izana kurokawa #tokrev #tokyo revengers #kurokawa izana #tokyo rev #izana #-#tr

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lozzagnadraws · 9 months

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ahhhh! look at what the incredible, amazing, wonderful, lovely @queenkeiji did!! commissioning them was a dream and that's my gddmn BOY!! he looks so good, I can't get over it.

like??? sorry toby I'm taking him back now, he's mine, you can't have him.

once again, a million and one thank yous to @queenkeiji, please go follow them and give them lots of love, they're a very talented sweetheart and I am in love with this illustration ❤️

#loverboy #i love this #commissions from lovelies #queenkeiji #kai

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theslowesthnery · 2 years

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Building off your angst Mohg idea, I love the idea that Miquella is secretly tired of being seen as the Wise One, being seen as this pure childlike being, and secretly wants to get nasty because he experienced frustration as an adult man stuck in a child's body. So if Malenia rescues him and he's basically half grown (maybe old teen, young adult) and recovering, he has Mohg spared in part because he's actually an empathetic and caring person, but also in a more selfish way he wants to know what it's like to be wanted carnally so he starts visiting Mohg more, offering him more affection and love with the eventual plan of having Mohg plow him like a gddmn field - and then is surprised, but not necessarily disappointed, that Mohg wants the opposite. And Miquella's like "YOU KNOW WHAT ... SURE" and secretly sleeps with Mohg a bunch of times and forms this sexual relationship. And maybe it's not the healthiest relationship, but in the world of Elden Ring and the demigods specifically that's kind of a big ask 🙈 and idk Mohg, even after all his sadness and pain, is surprised one day when he starts feeling.... Odd in his lower stomach (SURPRISE IT'S ANOTHER MOMMY MOHG AU)

And yes I do think there's many ways to play with this idea, especially with how vulnerable emotionally Mohg is, it lends more to Miquella's nastiness, but Mohg would probably still give him whatever because he's still representative of everything Mohg wanted. And I don't think Miquella is capable of being uncaring even when he's being a bit selfish, so even his nasty self would still care about Mohg's well-being. Which leads to an interesting cocktail of toxicity but real love.

Oh oh oh and when they realise Mohg's pregnant Morgott gets protective and there's tension between him and the prodigy twins, and Malenia is shocked Miquella would even go near Mohg, and Miquella's manipulation at this point has turned into real love that surprises even him, and it's all like a mess of drama. Meanwhile Mohg is like… I can have babies???? And Morgott is worried Miquella will abandon them if they're Omen and Miquella assures him he won't because he doesn't want to be like his mother, etc

MMMMM YES GOOD

one of my headcanons in general for why miquella would like mohg is because mohg treats him differently than everyone else, because he doesn't treat him like some precious and fragile uwu baby but as his own person, so i'm VERY onboard this idea of miquella wanting to be a Nasty Adult for a change and seizing the opportunity with the one person who's treated him like an actual adult and shown any kind of desire for him

also i'm cackling over the mental image of miquella being all seductive and sultry and whispering "tell me what you want to do to me~" in mohg's ear, and his expression when it turns out mohg wants to be the one railed and topped xD just kinda like "oh. OH. WELL THEN" but also being 1000% onboard like

i also like the idea that miquella is the sort of person who can't be uncaring even perhaps despite his intentions, where he might totally intend to just have a sexual "relationship" (if you can even call it that) with mohg and nothing else, using him to sate his own curiosity and needs, but ending up becoming attached and even falling in love anyway. and mohg who is just achingly infatuated with miquella and longs for him and everything he stands for that he's okay with giving miquella whatever he wants.

ALSO ALSO malenia possibly having an idealized image of miquella as this perfect, "stainless" (one might say unalloyed ayyy) being, and finding out that he's not only been having a sexual relationship in secret but having one with mohg of all people?? and morgott being willing to risk his station to stand up for his brother and the unborn child (and mohg starting to realize that perhaps his brother doesn't hate him after all)

#elden ring for blacklist #mama mohg

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crazy-as-a-jaybird · 2 years

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i picked up playing guitar a couple of weeks ago (would be more accurate to say that i fell in love with this gddmn instrument and don't want to can't get up 🔫) and here are thoughts that have been haunting me since then

- what if music is actually instruments' laughter bc we tickle them while playing, haha classic

- i find so wholesome that we say 'tickle the ivories' instead of 'play piano'

- a musician ler who pretends their lee's skin is strings or ivories is cool and all bUT

- ..imagine a ler with a gift to create different tickly sensations in bodies of people near them but not themself ofc depending on which note of which instrument they hit, like, vibrations head into skin instead of just dissolving in air

- so they try to play as long and as hard melodies as possible

- imagine a BAND of such lers, their concerts would be a total disaster

#tickling #tickle trope #ler mood #dammit

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darkdreamtheorist · 2 months

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🤬 MY LIFE’S NOT UR BZNZ K!?

Dmn u Critt’rs, all of ya! I n my sibs got beef with detractors like u online and in life who think they’re better than I or my fam n Im bloody sick of it! So wut if I look like Tigger & Chester Cheetah’s mistake, or Pyuma’s too much of a kitty cat or looks like her Hyena BF, and don’t get me started on Megara’s attentive ass or Rhonda soundin’ like Luan Loud n wud b bttr off a clown like her uncle n not a business predator! WE KNOW U MORE THAN WE DO wit the same SoMeds as U LOT n we can FIRE BACK with 1 POST! N dat dont give u a right to spam our PFPs or likes on things u wudnt giv 1 GDdmn iota or 2 if u lookd it up on the Google.

Oh, and About my body, a-holes, THAT’S HOW I WAS BORN:

A stray puss havn her way with my Siberian pop cuz she liked his asinine comedy routines and would do it to the Discovery Channel at a Motel 6!

Also also, dooch-turdz, whn ur human masters wr still around, Groucho/dad needed to Walk Wild to get their attention since my Mystery Mom was expecting me! Sad he got tranqd for that, but thnk those Ohioan vets for birthin me round the 80s, n Im sure they know whr n whn but I don’ care 2 ask, that origin was 😳. Speaking of dat pssy btw, soon I came to N’gaia, she was MIA 5 months of my life! 5. MONTHS! she missd my awkward transition from common housecat to big jungle cat! My stripes were showin at 2 cat years (maybe 12 humy years) n i got to b the gangliest TIGGER of my school n my habitat! My paws swelled up, I reached the roof of my clubhouse, and had barely any meat on my bones. lucky I wuznt lactose-intolerant for all the 5 gallons of milk a day or i’d snap n fall. Lucky I also learned many deadly fight moves with my aunt Jane, a mirror image of myself in evry way, cept she’s MOBIAN n her paws r normal size n DEADLY, like me if u don’t SIT DOWN N SHUT UP if u keep spamming these hatr comments on our pages, or it’s Krav Maga time for the lotta ya, GOT IT!?

😡…😌 good

I’m glad we had this little chat about hate speech. CU NXT TIME!

—JT, Benton-Night Intern

Big Appleton, NY

#Joan’s Parck #headcanon #fanon #hate the haters #spiteful #Joan Tigan #wut about me #18+ content

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shippitnow · 2 years

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Read Ultimate Love Rival. Like wtf why did they neuter my man?!! Felix kept getting neutered every 10 chapters like first you remove his glasses now you remove his luscious white locks?! Now he looks like every gddmn basic btch mc! I'm tired of the ravens getting them btches!

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masequiredcat · 4 years

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Reporters/Investigators who can’t even do a quick Google search to confirm something shouldn’t be reporting on jack shit

#like bruh it isn't that hard #i'm so sick of seeing bullshit being pushed by an agenda #it takes like 20 seconds at most to fact check most things #and if you can't confirm smth then obviously don't make it sound confirmed in your headline #rant #i'll probably forget about this post within an hour #i'll just go look at some cute shit idk lol #frickeroni #also reminder to some *reporters*: P*do-philia should never be normalized #what is wrong with these people? gddmn

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ofherlionheart · 1 year

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i love to gently torment kimiko

The next morning, after waking Sokka with breakfast, they’re the first to arrive to the council rooms. “Wow,” Sokka says as soon as he steps inside, eyes roving across the room. “It’s changed so much.”

“When’s the last time you were in this room?”

“Uh … Tui’s gills, was it really last summer?”

Sokka wanders over to the correspondence shelves as Zuko searches his memory. It really was almost a year ago, when Sokka was last here. Then, he was wearing Water Tribe blue; today, he’s in Fire Nation colors, though Zuko’s pretty sure his pants must be from somewhere in the Earth Kingdom based on the way they’re cut.

“Whoa — this is a prioritization system, isn’t it?”

Zuko joins Sokka, rising on his toes to peek over Sokka’s shoulder. “Yeah. Kimiko designed it.”

“You’re so lucky she tried to kill you.”

Zuko snorts. “I am. She —”

Bang!

Zuko startles and unbalances, falling into Sokka, who flings out an arm to catch himself against the shelf. “Monkey feathers,” Sokka curses, as Zuko realizes, The door.

“Oh, spirits, I didn’t —”

There’s another clatter, and Zuko straightens with a careful hand on Sokka’s shoulder, his cheeks heating. Kimiko’s on her knees by the door, collecting a pile of dropped scrolls. He glances up at Sokka. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Sokka says, nodding towards Kimiko.

They go to help her, which is how the three of them end up crouching at the entrance of the council room, staring at each other over a sorted stack of scrolls. “Hi! I’m Sokka,” Sokka says brightly, breaking the silence.

Kimiko’s eyes widen at Zuko. “The Sokka?”

“Yeah. Sokka, this is Kimiko.”

Kimiko’s eyes dart between them. She’s wearing the same expression as when she’s first presented a new challenge and her mind’s flying in a hundred directions at once; Zuko supposes she’s trying to figure out how a Southern tribesman ended up in the Fire Nation capital wearing what he is.

Soon enough, she arrives at a conclusion, and she bows as much as she can when seated on the ground with an armful of scrolls. “Nice to meet you,” she says hurriedly. “I can find somewhere else to take these.”

“What? We don’t need the whole room,” Zuko says.

“Really, it’s okay —”

“Nonsense,” Sokka cuts in, rising and holding a hand out to Kimiko. “Zuko’s been telling me so much about you, and I gotta ask — how did you get those fishers from Crescent Island to agree to the seaweed harvesting regulations?”

Kimiko shoots another wide-eyed look at Zuko. He nods encouragingly, and only then does she hesitantly take Sokka’s hand. She lets go as soon as she’s upright and follows Sokka to the table as he continues, “Seriously, those geezers are so stubborn. And that’s with me! I get living off the sea — we should be able to get along!”

#i think she's the funniest bitch in the council #without even intending to be #like the sun inside of you #im not the gddmn mcu

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