I’m coming in hot here with my fluff friday fic for @zkfanworkweek!!
It’s based off of the beautiful art by @te-al-latte from this year’s Zutara Week– this one has been stuck in my head literally everyday since. I just melt over this art, and when it was time to write fluff, this is exactly where my brain needed to go. The fic takes some time to get there, but when have I ever been known to get to the point??
Here it is: A Red Sky at Night
A small snippet to whet your appetite:
Monsoon season sits like a leaden weight over the Fire Nation capital. The usual chitter and bustle of the markets and streets near the harbor is muted, the children herded inside (much to the chagrin of meticulous mothers), the markets forced into overhangs, their wares significantly reduced or waterlogged (much to the chagrin of the fathers now unable to escape their penned children and fractious wife). It is one of the few things that equalizes the Royal with the Commoner, the Noble with the Merchant. It is ironic, Katara can’t help but contemplate – it is her element that humbles all who encounter it to their base aspect: humanity.
However, even the waterbender is feeling the past two weeks of solid rain. When Zuko had left for the burgeoning project in the Earth Kingdom at the summer solstice, she had yet to experience the long sock in of rain that pelted the capital every year. After all, at that point they had only been married six months.
But duty had called, and now just as long as she had been married, she had been separated from him.