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jasmine-tea-latte · 1 year
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the heartbreak prince
One day, I will stop incorporating T.Swift lyrics into my fanfics, but it is not this day.
Also I got bit by the YuTen bug while working on delicate and ended up writing a companion fic centered on them for the main story, and I regret absolutely nothing.
I give you:
Rated E
Yue had been carefully sheltered from the less-than-virtuous facets of the world for as long as she could remember.
She had always been a good, well-behaved princess, a perfect lady; not once had she ever behaved recklessly.
So the knowledge that one of the most shameless known rakes would make his debut in the polite circles of Ba Sing Se society easily attracted her interest.
Because with a reputation as scandalous as Prince Lu Ten’s, how could they expect her to not be curious?
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Set during chapters 3-4 of “delicate” with cameo appearances by Zutara.
To preview…
Lu Ten on his way to meet Yue:
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Yue, much like another white-haired princess who was too cool to live, deciding to be reckless and hop a ride on a big dragon wink wink:
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YuTen flirting while there’s, like, an entire party of people dancing around them and could easily overhear their extremely inappropriate convo:
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Also Lu Ten @ Yue approximately .05 seconds later, accidentally drunk off his ass:
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BONUS!
Zuko being a grumpy, awkward turtleduck boi / angsting about blowing his chance with Katara:
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#thatsroughbuddy
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thespicykrab · 10 months
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This was not a request, I just looked up a bunch of smut prompts a while ago and decided to write a few of them, and this was the first one I finished. I barely edited it so I'm just throwing it out here. Bon appétit, you horny bastards.
(Fic under the cut because horny.)
He slams his hips into hers, and Yue’s head falls back onto the pillow as she lets out a deep, throaty cry, her nails digging into his shoulders. Stars burst in his eyes as Lu Ten pulls out almost entirely, and thrusts back into her, relishing in the feeling of her walls clamping down around his cock. He gently pushes her legs off his shoulders, leans down to take first one, then the other breast into his mouth, biting lightly at her nipples before she rolls her hips up to meet him.
“Fuck, Yue,” he groans against her chest,” you feel so fucking perfect.”
Yue just moans underneath him, bucking her hips up again. His soulmark blazes on his arm, fire roiling in his veins as overwhelming pleasure surges through irbond. He leans down, crushing his lips to hers; her tongue duels with his as they lay there, hips rolling against each other.
(He’s not sure how long they’ve been like this, but he never wants it to end.
Fire pools in his gut, and he has to clench to keep himself from finishing right here and now; he has to keep himself together, just long enough.)
“You’re beautiful,” he breathes in between kisses. He sucks in his breath as Yue runs her nails over his back again. Yue lets out a sigh that turns into a groan as he thrusts into her, rubbing at her clit with his thumb - and suddenly she locks her legs around his waist.
“Yue,” he breathes,” I can’t pull out when you wrap your legs around me like that.”
(Fuck, maybe he should have bought condoms earlier. He’d been so preoccupied with planning their date that he’d forgotten he had run out, and she’d looked ravishing in that dress.
And besides, he’d barely been able to close the door before Yue had ripped off his shirt and clambered into his lap.)
(She’d insisted it was okay, over and over, over his protests.)
“Maybe that’s what I want,” Yue smiles, breathless.
He has to stop - he’s close, he can feel it, his cock twitching inside her, and he only has a little more left.” Yue? Are you sure?”
She doesn’t respond, just rolls her hips as she shoots up, slams their lips together, her tongue diving inside his lips.
“I’m sure, Lu,” she eventually smiles against his lips.” Now fuck me like you mean it.”
Lu Ten just grins.” Yes, ma’am.”
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authorjoydragon · 2 years
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For @yuten-week prompt: spirit world
(Long post, so I’m putting the rest of the ficlet under a cut)
Fateful Encounter
Yue swirled her fingers in the pond, bored out of her mind. She didn’t realize becoming the moon spirit would be so…empty. Time passed slowly but also quickly somehow, and she had less duties now than she did as a Princess. There was just a lot of sitting around as a spirit.
She sighed and laid down on the soft grass, staring into the water. Sometimes she would use this portal to look into the mortal world, checking in on her loved ones. She could be there to help them when they needed it.
But now with the war over, things were peaceful. Yue watched as their lives went on without her. It was a different kind of torment.
She watched as they grew older, and yet her reflection never changed. She was forever sixteen. Sometimes, it was hard to watch. She almost didn’t want to look. But she was lonely here.
Yue gasped as another reflection appeared in the pond.
She spun around, sitting up quickly. The stranger held out his arms peacefully, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to startle you.”
He looked to be around her age (as far as she could tell, maybe he was also frozen at sixteen). He was handsome, with sharp and strong features, golden eyes and long black silken hair. He wore long robes of red and gold, looking almost regal.
“Who are you?” Yue asked, her brows furrowing. She thought she had met all the other spirits.
“I’m Lu Ten.” He smiled kindly at her. “And who are you?”
“Princess—or well—I’m not a Princess anymore. I’m Yue, the new moon goddess.”
He nodded in understanding. “Ah, yes. I heard about that. Very admirable of you, Lady Yue.”
“Thank you.” Her cheeks burned for some reason at his praise.
“I was a Prince, too, once.” He trailed off, looking at the pond by her feet.
Yue felt herself perk up. So he was like her?
“Are you a spirit now, too?” She questioned.
Lu Ten shook his head. “No—well, not yet. I’ve been chosen to be the next sun god, so I’m just…wandering around really. Until I’m needed.”
Yue blinked. “Chosen?”
“Yes, my family was blessed by Agni once, we have to return the favor.”
She nodded. “Tui saved my life as a baby, I was giving it back.”
“May I sit with you?” He gestured to the bank. She nodded, watching as he folded himself next to her.
“Thank you for your sacrifice, I’m so glad the war is over. I must apologize for my family’s actions, up here I’ve come to see just how very wrong we were.”
Yue glanced at him sharply. “Your family?”
“I was the Fire Nation Prince, heir to the throne. Before I was killed in the war.”
Yue felt herself gapping a bit. She shook her head. “My tribe was in the wrong as well. Instead of defending and helping others, we simply hid away and did nothing.”
“You were only protecting yourselves from the terror we inflicted on everyone.” He sighed sadly, “I wish I could say if I had lived I would have changed things, but…I don’t know if I would have.”
“Death changes perspectives a bit.” Yue joked, pleased when he chuckled—it was a lovely deep sound.
He sighed and looked into the pond. “I like to come here sometimes, and watch my father. And my cousins.”
She vaguely remembered another Fire Nation Prince with golden eyes and marred features, angrily challenging Katara to a fight. “I met a Fire Nation Prince. He wasn’t very nice.”
Lu Ten laughed loudly. “No, we aren’t known for being nice. My cousin, Zuko, has quite the temper.”
He touched the pond, it shimmered for a moment before focusing on said boy—a man now. His features looked far less angry, and there was even a smile on his face as he reached out to someone.
“Wait—that’s my friend!” Yue gasped, leaning closer to the pond. “Katara. They were fighting against each other at the North Pole, at this same portal.”
Lu Ten grinned, “Well, it seems they’ve both had a change of heart.”
They watched as the two kissed, and Yue noticed a crown perched in Katara’s hair. “Oh, they’re married!”
“Yes, I watched their wedding. It was quite an ordeal.”
Yue smiled, happy for her old friend. What a good queen Katara would make. She’d have to try to visit her soon, before time slipped away from her again.
She giggled suddenly, “You know, if we were still alive, we probably would have met there.”
“Maybe fate led us to meeting anyway.” Lu Ten smiled charmingly at her as she flushed.
“Yes…I suppose it did.”
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badlucksav · 2 years
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Under the Cold Sun
Due to some unforeseen circumstances (aka me being a procrastinator as usual and my muses being flighty bitches) I did not get through prompt 1 of YuTen week so instead I'm just gonna write this little drabble I might expand on later. Placing it below the cut
Her stomach felt like a weighted ball of lead as she watched the plume of black smoke come ever closer across the blue expanse of the sea. Outwardly, Yue knew that she looked every inch the diplomatic princess her parents had raised her to be, but inwardly, she was the scared little girl who hid under her furs during storms. 
Her soon-to-be husband was almost here.
Yue had always known that her marriage would have to benefit her tribe in some way, but she had always expected to marry someone from her tribe—the heir of an old bloodline, a strong warrior, something. She did not expect this.
Princess Yue of the Northern Water Tribe was not marrying the son of a respected elder, nor was she marrying the bravest man in her village. She would not raise her children in the ice palace where she grew up under the moon's watchful eye.
No, for the first time in over a century, a Water Tribe princess was marrying out of her own country. Princess Yue was marrying Prince Lu Ten of the Fire Nation.
In three days.
There was no choice in the matter, at least no choice with any decent outcome. The Northern Water Tribe was going broke. A hundred years of limited trade with the Earth Kingdom had made the tribe's coffers suffer. And this was her father's solution. It made sense, she supposed.
But no amount of rationale eased her anxiety. All she could do was wait and watch as the Fire Navy cruiser grew steadily bigger on the horizon. At least, until a servant fetched her to go down to the main canal to greet the Fire Nation procession.
Seeing the ship enter the city was nearly frightening. The dark steel of the hull cut a stark contrast against the bluish-white of the ice ad snow. The rumble of its engines could be felt underfoot, and Yue could scarcely breathe.
With a great hiss, it came to a stop, the smokestacks spitting out final clouds of black soot. And then, they descended: a dozen men and women dressed in black, red, and gold, their expressions stoic, their hair combed back neatly. Yet Yue knew who her betrothed was, even before he stepped away from the crowd and approached where she stood with her parents.
His eyes were like honey; his hair was sable combed back into a topknot with a gleaming gold flame. He wore a black cloak trimmed in fur over gleaming armor. He looked like a Fire Nation soldier, except his eyes were kind.
He greeted her parents first, offering first his forearm to shake before he bowed low, formally, in the way of his people. Then he turned towards her and bowed again before the corner of his lips turned up into a charming smile.
"Princess Yue, I am Prince Lu Ten," he greeted her, and his voice was low, smooth. "It is an honor to meet you."
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yuten-week · 2 years
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YuTen: A History
YuTen is by the truest definition a rare pair. A dive into Fanfiction.Net shows few works featuring the pairing, including the incomplete "Stella of the North" by Nuit Songuer, published in October of 2010, “The Martyr and the Moon”, which was published in 2012 by Miss Faber, and "The Palace" by LittleMartian, a Zutara fic with YuTen as a side pairing. Originally published in 2013, this fic is 50 chapters long and was last updated in 2020. The author (username mango_jelly) had begun transporting it to Archive of Our Own in 2018, but only posted 3 chapters.
On Ao3, there are 46 works tagged Lu Ten/Yue, the oldest of which was posted in April 2018 ("The Palace"). After that, there are no tagged works appearing until 2021. 19 of them have Lu Ten/Yue listed as a side pairing or otherwise non-main pairing. Several other fics appear to be one-shot or drabble collections by various writers.
The top YuTen contributors are @badlucksav (14 fics), @authorjoydragon (6 fics), @lone-star-ranger (6 fics), @asajjvxntress (2 fics), and @kaylee4821 (2 fics).
The stories cover a variety of ratings, from G to E, with most falling between the T and M rating. There is plenty of fluff and quite a few modern AUs for this pairing as well.
The fic with the highest kudos on Ao3 featuring Yue and Lu Ten as the main pairing is “The light comes from your halo” by @heavensenthearty with 57 kudos!
We're excited to see what new content the event brings!
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ly0nstea · 9 months
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Houses of the world of Avatar
Inspired by the asoiaf themed avatar oneshot I wrote
House Pyre
Notable Members: Ozai, Ursa, Iroh, Lu Ten, Zuko, Azula
Coat of Arms: The red head of a rightfacing dragon with an open maw on an orange backing
Motto: Burning Honour
House Seafarer
Notable Members: Hakoda, Sokka, Katara
Coat of arms: A polar bear standing against a backing of a light blue sky with a dark ocean underneath
Motto: Free as the Sea
House Beifong
Notable Members: Lao, Poppy, Toph
Coat of Arms: A boar with white wings, against a light green background trimmed with gold
Motto: Wealth and Health
House Qel
Notable Members: Arnook, Yue
Coat of Arms: A dark blue backing with a brown sailboat and a white sail.
Motto: The Sea is my Steed
House Lowborn
Notable Members: Jet, Longshot, Smellerbee
Coat of Arms: A dark green backing with two hook swords crossed in the shape of an X
Motto: No King No Country
House Stonelain
Notable Members: Kuei
Coat of Arms: A green backing with a golden circle in the senter, a square hole cut out from it
Motto: King of Kings
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orangepanic · 1 year
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Obviously Irosami is the chef's kiss of all rare pairs, but what other rare pairs do you enjoy? What's your favorite crack ship?
Hoo boy. Here we go.
The problem is, there are pairs I enjoy writing, pairs I enjoy reading, and pairs I enjoy specifically because there is someone I love reading who writes this pair phenomenally or just throws their whole heart into it. There are also different levels of enjoyment, from "will die for them" to "will read if I come across it" to "appreciate it exists" to "like it better than other pairs." So this is an inexact science at best. I'll do what I can.
Foaming at the mouth thinking of them, it's canon:
June x Colonel Mongke Lin Beifong x Lightning Bolt Zolt Toph Beifong x Satoru Tahno x Ginger
Favorite crack ships:
Ursa x The Boulder Wing Beifong x Hasook Hiroshi Sato x Firelord Izumi
Rare ships I love for the drama/asthetic/sheer comedic or tragic potential:
Korra x Amon Korra x Tarrlok Tahno x Korra Bolin x Korra (so basically all the Korra ships go here I see) Jet x Ty Lee Lin Beifong x Bumi Mako x Kuvira Tahno x Prince Wu Baatar Jr x Eska Iroh II x Kuvira
Rare ships I love because a talented creator made something amazing and now I can't help but ship it: Zhao x Ty Lee Zhao x Yue Jet x Yue Toph Beifong x Kanto Wan x Korra Mai x Piandao Mako x Iroh II Mako x Jinora Mako x Lin Beifong Korra x Kuvira Toph x Aang Sokka x Azula Ikki x Huan Beifong Lt. Jee x Ursa Lu Ten x Yue Smellerbee x Longshot Amon's Lieutenant x Daw
I'm sure I'm forgetting some ships here, too. There are so many wonderful rarepairs in the world, and so many amazing creators making me love them.
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avatar-wtf-weekend · 2 years
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Thank you!
A huge thank you to everyone who participated! We got some crazy cool new pairings and shined some light on some ultra underrated ones as well. The mods would like to say that this event was a success!
We are accepting late submissions through the end of September, so if you missed the event or are still working on some pieces, you’ve got time to submit them! (And honestly even after that—we just like to see content!)
A master list of all content produced for the event will be posted in October. In the mean time, here are the awesome creators who participated and the pairings we’ve seen so far:
The Pairings:
Izumi x Kuvira (Izuvira)
Jee x Ursa (Jursa)
Eska x Baatar Jr. (Eskaatar)
Sukibee (Suki x Smellerbee)
Mako x Jinora (Makonora)
Iroh II x Opal (Iropal)
Bumi x Piandao (Bumiandao)
Toph x Hahn (Hahnoph)
Yue x Kuei (Yuei)
Katara x Zhao (Zhaotara)
Kuviroh (Kuvira x Iroh II)
Tahno x Kuvira (Tahvira)
Tarlok x Bumi II (Tarrumi)
Jin x Sokka (Jinka)
Pakku x Hakoda (Pakoda)
Katara x Piandao (Piantara)
Sokka x Smellerbee (Sokkabee)
Kya II x Zuko (Kyuko)
The Boulder x Ursa (Bursa)
Jin x Jee (Jinjee)
Jet x Smellerbee (Jetbee)
Jin x Kuei (Jinuei)
Lu Ten x Suki (Lusuki)
Bato x Jeong Jeong (Bajeongjeong)
Katara x Longshot (Longtara)
Kuei x Ursa x Long Feng (Kurfeng)
Lin x The Lieutenant (Lintenant)
Iroh x Kanna (Kanroh)
The Creators:
@deriroga
@neva-borne
@orangepanic
@its-sooz-again
@badlucksav
@the-duck-eminence
@moneneki
@authorjoydragon
@writers-pond
Anonymous Creator
@crookedmouth-mountainbones
Aaronna
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hello-nichya-here · 2 years
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Zutara > Zukka > The unholy abomination that is Lu Ten x Yue >>> the fucks I give
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Anon, this is the Zucest temple. Take the Zutara feels somewhere else, there's plenty of places for you to do so where they will be celebrated. I have no use for it.
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I posted 186 times in 2022
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Blogs I reblogged the most:
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I tagged 185 of my posts in 2022
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My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten/Yue (Mentioned), Katara & Sokka (Avatar), Hakoda & Katara (Avatar), Druk & Zuko (Avatar), Lu Ten & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Zuko, Toph Beifong & Katara Characters: Zuko (Avatar), Katara (Avatar), Druk (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Agni Kai Triad (Avatar), Iroh (Avatar), Lu Ten, Yue (Avatar), Hakoda (Avatar), Sokka (Avatar), Suki (Avatar) Additional Tags: Zutara Week 2022 (Avatar), Zutara Week, Round Robin, Modern AU with Bending, MeetCute, Identity Reveal, Slight Mentions of Gang politics, The Order of the White Lotus (Avatar), Hurt Zuko (Avatar) Summary:
While taking a shortcut through a park near the old Lower Ring of Ba Sing Se, Katara runs into an interesting dog and the dog's interesting owner. For the next few days, they share a morning walk and surprisingly deep secrets with one another. Katara is a little disappointed when her new friend stops showing one morning, until she finds the dog, alone and lost, and is pulled into danger she never anticipated. Also unexpected is how she appears to be falling for somebody who should be a sworn enemy.
I'm very excited to introduce this project to you. This year, for @zutaraweek, I decided to try a Round Robin with any writers who were keen. We each picked at least one of the weekly prompts and, like an impromptu acting class, followed on the story from where the previous writer left off. It's been amazing getting to know the other writers and seeing how their unique perspectives, skills and passions mold and shape the story. @ekwolfwriter-blog, @the-badger-mole, @marijayne-writing, @ryu-slayer: thank you all for trying this out with me!
It's my privilege to kick us off with day one. Please stay tuned for the rest as the week progresses!
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#4
NORTH STARS: PART II
PART I IS HERE
It’s one of the best days of the year! Today is @lizanthium 's birthday, which means that today is the reason we all get blessed by her presence, her art, her brain and her existence in general. Happy birthday, my dear twin. I offer you the ending of a story I’ve given you a beginning to, so that you can infer all the middle bits with no effort on my part. ;P In all seriousness: you sparkle so well, and it’s always a privilege to have some of your light in my life in whatever form it comes in. Here is to many more years blessed with growth and quiet moments and creativity and good family and friends. 
Without a word, Katara padded to her brother’s side and sat beside him on the edge of the ice walkway. Even through her parka, the ice was chilly, but she made herself ignore the sensation in order to sit very still and watch the horizon. Sokka sighed beside her, and Katara watched from the corner of her eye as he turned a very misshapen carving of an otter seal over and over in his gloved fingers. 
“Are you going to do it?” she asked, after a moment, still innocently studying the horizon like her heart wasn’t in her throat at the possibilities of what that evening could bring. Both potential outcomes made her on edge, but the emotions behind the quickened pulse were as different as the way the river could twist. 
“I don’t know,” Sokka all but whispered, glum. “I don’t… Our tribe is counting on me. Dad and Bato are counting on me.” He glanced around a little theatrically. “Aang being able to stay hidden for a while longer and just… goof off and be a kid… The very tentative end to a hundred years of war… I could screw that all up by stopping that wedding. For a woman I’ve known for only three months. Three months, Katara.” 
There were a hundred things Katara wanted to say to him, but some of them were tainted with frustration and hurt, and Katara was learning to keep those inside until their blades were dulled a little bit. Not every battle had to be fought with blood and wounds. A lesson that still sometimes tasted bitter. But, with hands that were learning how to heal people with the gift that thrummed like blood and breath inside of her, Katara clasped Sokka’s hand. And squeezed. He squeezed back, and she remembered that he was only sixteen, and she dropped her head onto his shoulder. 
For a long moment, they were both quiet. Katara’s thoughts were on the Fire Nation ships that had come into the Northern waters that morning, and the handful of people clad in red who had been allowed to descend the gangplanks into the Northern Water Tribe. And her thoughts were on her father and Bato and the other select men and women from the South who had arrived the day before. And then she thought to Chief Arnook, and the Northern Tribe’s council of Elders, and all the arguments that could be made of all they’d done wrong and right during the war and during this situation. Would they be ruining hard-earned peace between the Water Tribes and the world, and the beginning of better relations between Water Tribes with their plan? Possibly. Was said plan only going to fulfil the selfish whims of four teenagers? Also possible. 
But just as possible was finding the long-lost Avatar in an iceberg three months after a hundred years of war had ended because there was suddenly the desperate, hopeful chance she could learn Waterbending, and she’d already been eagerly practising. Just as possible was the fact that Yue was right, and the Spirits had organised things to happen this way, and some things were just destiny, and the adults just had to… be helped to see it. Or, if she couldn’t get her head around being that important to the Spirits, then she could at least hope for the fact that they were unimportant enough for destiny to still flow around them, even if they altered the course just slightly. Just slightly enough for four unimportant teenagers to be a little bit selfish. 
“Are you going to do something even if I don’t?” Sokka asked her, and Katara smiled, fondly, at how well her brother knew her. 
“Yes,” she told him, only a tiny bit unsure of her answer even though she and Zuko had taken a large chunk of the three months they’d known each other to even become friends. Her heart was just… sure.  “I really think it’s worth it to try.” 
Sokka laughed, not unkindly, and pulled away from her a little, making Katara have to lift her head. Once she was sitting upright, Sokka pulled off his glove, jabbed his thumb to his chest and then painted an invisible mark on her forehead. She knew he was painting the Mark of the Brave, even though she hadn’t been through her ice dodging ceremony just yet. She rolled her eyes at him, but there was fondness in her for the brother who was braver than he thought he was, and was probably about to find that all out for himself. 
“Give your hand here,” she instructed instead of turning things as sappy as she wanted to, and she began to heal all the little cuts the carving knife had left on him. 
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There was no good moment to interrupt a marriage ceremony, Katara learned that day. But Sokka, brilliant as he was at strategy, somehow managed to crash in at the moment that almost made the most sense. Or, perhaps it wasn’t planning at all. Perhaps the words had just burst out of him in giddy adrenalin as Yue and Zuko were instructed to stand beside one another in the presence of their gathered witnesses. 
“I am Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe!” Sokka yelled, cutting across Elder Anik’s grand speech in a squeaky, breathless rush. It was so unexpected that even Katara jumped in surprise. “And I — I — I do not condone this match!” 
The second bit, at least, came out a little bit stronger. Katara heard her father inhale sharply behind her, and she quickly bent the ice under his feet slick, causing him to suddenly slip and have to cling onto Bato, who almost fell at the sudden, crashing weight. She’d apologise later. Right now, Sokka needed to be able to say his piece. Her brother caught her eye, and she nodded, and he squared his shoulders and turned back to the Northern Water Tribe Elders and Fire Lord Iroh and the four Fire Sages he’d brought with him, all who were staring at Sokka with varying degrees of quiet surprise. 
“Boy,” one of the Elders boomed. “You do not—” 
“I have every right to object!” Sokka fired back at him, head thrown back proudly. “The North has violated one of the very oldest promises between the sister tribes, and I, son of the current chief of the Southern Water Tribe, will not be silent and allow it to go grossly unaddressed for another year.” 
Yue’s eyes were transfixed on Sokka as she reached out and gripped Zuko’s hand. Zuko, on the other hand, was warily alternating his gaze between the five Fire Nation representatives, the Northern Elders and the Southern representatives, entire body tense as though ready to fight. She realised, with a twist in her heart, that he expected somebody to attack Sokka for his interruption, and he was getting ready to intervene. To protect, like nobody had done for him. Once again, she was sad that Ozai hadn’t come to the North Pole so that she had no chance to accidentally drown the man. 
“Sokka,” Hakoda said, almost sharper than Katara had ever heard him. 
Elder Oki cut across her father. “The South is not truly independent,” he sneered. “The title of chief that your father holds gives him as much power as one of us Elders. If that.” 
Instead of cowing Sokka, this only made him stand taller and take a step closer to the Elders. “Exactly. The Southern Water Tribes, plural, were always meant to be under the leadership and protection of the North. Protection. Where were you in the last hundred years? Where were you in the raids that stole our Waterbenders from us? The ones that killed my mother?” Oki’s mouth snapped shut, whatever he was going to say evidently getting knocked out of him. “If any of the Water Tribes deserve compensation from the Fire Nation, it is us.” The Fire Lord’s eyebrow raised, and he tilted his head to the side, as though agreeing. “The North, our great ‘big sister’, the seat where our Chief resides, did not even offer us that reparation. They simply asked for a few delegates to come and watch the wedding. Without discussion. Without apology for years of silence.” 
There was certainly silence in the hall as Sokka took a pause, his chest heaving slightly. The same emotions that were clearly thrumming through him were in Katara’s chest, heavy and achingly hot. Some instinct made her glance at Zuko to find that his wary tracking had stopped and he was, instead, watching her. Okay? he mouthed at her, and some of the tension in her chest left as she gave him a small smile and a little nod. 
Sokka didn’t let them stew for too long. “There is only one way to make reparations between North and South. Only one way to repair the brotherhood that has been broken here for so long. And that is the promise that should have been ours over generations: the good faith, unity, and celebration of marriage. That is what I am demanding on behalf of my people.” 
The silence shattered to murmurs that rippled at different decibels across the room, people leaning in to whisper to one another. Only Sokka, Katara, Zuko and Yue stood perfectly still and perfectly upright. 
“Sokka, son,” Chief Arnook said, and his gentle tone couldn’t quite cover the grief there. Katara noticed he was pointedly not looking or speaking to her father at all. “I… I understand your hurt. But there has been a war treaty signed between —” 
“The treaty was signed to honour unity and to step forward into peace with good faith,” Zuko interrupted, voice clear and usual awkwardness completely gone. He stared Arnook head on, and only the way his free hand trembled gave away how much speaking up was costing him. “If I were still to marry Princess Yue, knowing all this that has been brought to light, it would be a violation of the very thing the marriage is supposed to stand for.” 
“Prince Zuko,” the Fire Lord said, and nobody in the room could miss how Zuko flinched instinctively. In the too-long pause that followed, Yue did what Katara longed to do but could not and placed a subtle hand on the small of Zuko’s back, rubbing small circles there to try and soothe him. The Fire Lord very briefly closed his eyes in what Katara thought might have been sorrow at his nephew’s reaction. “And Warrior Sokka. What is it that you would both suggest?” The Elders started murmuring louder, so the Fire Lord turned a mild gaze to Chief Arnook. “It would be worthwhile to hear them out, I think, Chief?” he asked, with a little bow. 
Chief Arnook, lips pressed together into a very thin line, waved his hand in agreement and in offer for Sokka to continue. Zuko looked over at Sokka, who suddenly looked very unsure. Alarmed, Katara started mentally willing him to scrape it back together. 
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While the Music Lasts (20333 words) by JustAnotherGhostwriter Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Aang & Toph Beifong & Katara & Sokka & Suki & Zuko, Hakoda & Katara & Sokka (Avatar)
@zutaramonth day 25: Modern AU
A retelling of ATLA Book three in a college classical band AU. With lots of past and present and hints of future Zutara. With an added playlist for your listening needs.
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Chapters: 2/15 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar)
Waiting in the courtyard after the messy, terrible Agni Kai against Azula, Katara and Zuko aren't sure what to expect next. When news does come, it's devastating: Aang has failed to stop Ozai. Run. Hide. We'll find you when it's safe.
They obey the order, fail to disobey the order, and find a little temporary space for a while, until they can rejoin what is left of the plan to stop the Phoenix King from destroying the world. And they wait.
And wait.
And wait.
And learn that life has a way of carrying on even in the midst of war and failure. And then, as it always must, their past finally meets their present, and Katara and Zuko need to once again define what makes them who they are, and the roles they are willing to play in destiny.
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My #1 post of 2022
NORTH STARS: PART I
PART II IS HERE.
I promise this won’t be very a long author’s note so, in summary: life really Got Real for a while there, and I lost the time to write at all. Most of the things I write and put out to the world mean something to me, but my current long project is weighty in a way that’s possibly also just a lot of self-pressure. Either way, I couldn’t leap right back into it after Februarch, and it’s Zutara Month, and my dearest and most beloved Northern Twin, @lizanthium, who deserves the best of the world, is not getting the best of the world right now.
Of course Liz’s SWT Zuko AU was the first thing I thought of when I saw today’s prompt. But I’ve already made a mess in that universe enough, so I decided to be Extra TM by writing her a “get well soon, I think you’re awesome so just keep being you, I believe in you so much” little thing set in an AU of her AU. If you’re new here: writing fic of fic is, horrifyingly and shamefully, like my signature anime attack move.
So here you go! I joked once about doing a Shakespearean/fairytale-Disney AU in which Zuko was set up in an arranged marriage with Yue, and then he and Yue fall head over heels in love (at first sight-ish, hence the Disney vibes) with both parts of the SWT delegation that come to celebrate their wedding. Cue the Shakespearean comedy and angst vibes as everybody tries to figure themselves out. So this isn’t, exactly, Southern Water Tribe Zuko. Yet. But I’ll submit it to the tag in a vain hope it makes the mark, somehow. Here are two planned beginning snippets of the AU for the worldbuilding feels, and then one scene that I didn’t plan to write but that needed to see the light of day because @barelyaware drew such hysterical and amazing fanart for it.
Liz, you’re so special. May this brighten your week at least a little. Thank you for your brain in which the SWT Zuko AU exists.
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“The way forward to find your own North Star is not to think or feel your way forward, but to dissolve the thoughts and feelings that are actually lies. You don’t have to learn your destiny — you already know it; you just have to unlearn the thoughts that blind you to what you know.” — Martha Beck.
She had always longed to be included in the war meetings her father and the tribe Elders held. Or, barring that stretch of custom, at least the serious meetings where tribe matters were discussed and decided. Yue was, after all, their princess, and one day to rule beside their chief. She had been brought up understanding and accepting that her husband would get her father’s title and responsibilities, but, as she grew older, she secretly looked at her father, ruling without her mother by his side, and wondered what would happen to her should the Spirits take the tribe’s next chief from them early. What if they had no son by that time, or had one, but he was too young? What would happen to the tribe if she did not know enough to keep them afloat until a new chief could come? Yue had never known how to broach such fears with her father, however, and so she had kept them to herself and to her prayers.
Now, finally sitting in a war meeting, Yue wished she had never longed for this moment to come and, in equal measure, wished that she had asked for it sooner. Her father’s face was as grave as a wall of black ice, but there was also a lack of his usual steadiness about him that frightened her beneath her own forced stillness and straight back. Yue couldn’t place where it appeared to be missing; was it in his shoulders or his hands or the way his eyes looked around the room? It occurred to her, with deep sadness, that perhaps it was she that was different; that the mirage that had hung around her father for so long had finally dissipated as they came to this moment, and she saw him as simply a man. Still wise and strong and worthy of all her love, but just a man.
Her husband would be just a man, too, she tried to remind herself, even as the Elders around her spoke about letting a monster into their midst. They were angry, distrustful, frightened, proud, and they had every right to be this way, but also no right at all. Yue understood that those two things could both be true, because she’d grown up learning to walk the line between two realities tugging in different directions. It both amused and alarmed her that these men she respected and loved and who protected her home did not seem to have a grasp on a truth that would be needed for the coming days. But she sat silent, and let the waves roll around her, waiting for the moment she would be heard if she spoke instead of trying to fight the tide that was stronger than her.
“We will have two men with Princess Yue at all times,” Elder Kiugak stated.
“Two is too few!” Elder Anik argued.
“If we place more around her, we will be telling the Fire Lord that we distrust his request for peace,” Elder Kiugak argued back.
“We do distrust him!” Elder Oki spoke up. “It is enough that we are agreeing to having an Ashmaker here in our city. The request to make peace by setting that thing as our one day chief is an insult that will anger the Spirits and the people we have laid to rest in this ground. It is enough that it has come to this! We cannot allow him to think that he will be treated with anything except the suspicion and disdain that his kind requires, even —”
“Thank you, Oki,” Arnook interrupted, loud but steady.
If Oki was allowed to continue, his rant would only grow like an avalanche. There was not a single person in the Northern Water Tribe who was happy about the terms of peace that they had arrived at with Fire Lord Iroh. But they also all knew that the war could not continue. As much as they’d walled themselves off and had managed to escape from Azulon’s ruthlessness, it was only a matter of time. And the rest of the world had burned. This was as much admitting defeat gracefully as it was atoning for the years they’d been wilfully blind to the suffering of those elsewhere. Or, at least, Yue hoped so.
“Perhaps,” Elder Anik interjected, giving Yue a side look full of pity, “we should ask the princess what would make her feel safe and work from that.”
“Yue?” her father asked her, nearly free of inflection.
Yue took a deep breath and raised her head higher and painted a small smile on her face. “If it will make you feel better, then please give me a guard. But I feel that none are necessary.” Protests shot up from every corner of the room, but Yue kept her gaze forward and her head high. When her father’s sweeping gaze landed on hers again, she continued, seizing her opportunity to speak. “We have few men as it is; we cannot afford having many simply standing around me, idle. Especially since Prince Zuko is coming alone, without any guards, friends or even servants.”
“Princess Yue —”
“Princess—”
“— a Firebender and —”
“—the Ashmaker—”
“Prince Zuko,” Yue said, firmly emphasising his title, “has given his word and his consent to this marriage and this treaty as Fire Lord Iroh has. Master Pakku. You trust the Fire Lord, do you not?”
There was the faintest smile on Pakku’s face; an almost approval. “I do, Princess.”
“And I trust Master Pakku’s judgement. I also trust the judgement of my Elders and of my Chief. I choose to trust that they would not have offered me in marriage to somebody whom they believed was a dishonourable liar only coming here to kill or destroy or colonise. Am I wrong?” Still with a face of innocence, Yue looked from face to face. All but Pakku’s eyes slid from hers. Pakku was definitely smirking faintly. “I did not think so, because I know of the love you have for me and for this tribe. And I know that your hearts are set on peace. And so I choose to give Prince Zuko the benefit of the doubt, because that is what I wish to start my engagement on. That is what I wish to be the foundation of my marriage and Prince Zuko’s rule over this tribe one day.”
There was a ring of silence. “Princess,” Oki finally blustered. “You have a good and kind heart, but the Ashm— the Fire Nation is a treacherous—” He stopped as he realised how close he was coming to slandering his chief, the Fire Lord and the intelligence of those who had combed through the wording of the treaty and had finally accepted the terms. “What happens if he harms you?”
“Then I will go for help,” Yue replied, giving him a soft, gentle smile. “And if he kills me, then there are repercussions you can take on the Fire Nation. And Hahn will become the next chief, as was the original intent before this treaty. Elders, death is not something you can keep at bay. We all know this. I know this deeply.” She fingered her Spirit-touched white hair. “And I choose to believe in the Spirits, in our people, in the reported love Fire Lord Iroh has for his nephew, and in the good intentions of people who are soon to be tied with ours forever. We agreed to embrace them as members of our tribe. Let us not be as dishonourable as we are accusing them of being.”
Yue let them talk and argue and complain and half-slither around things they didn’t want to say outright after that, content that she had had her peace. When the meeting finally ended, her father motioned for her to stay, and she did so until they were alone. They walked out the hall side-by-side in a heavy silence.
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azehearts · 3 years
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"Whoa there! I didn't know princesses grow on trees too." Lu Ten joked.
Yue got excited to climb up trees and pick up her favorite fruit in the Fire Nation's palace garden. She can never do this in the NWT, since most of the fruits are already picked and imported to their nation 😅 A bit too excited and well...she fell. Luckily, Lu Ten was standing right below her (probably looking for her, since everyone's been frantic about her being missing for a while now 😅), aaaand he gets to catch her just in time....all that sugary fluff hihi
Ahhhhhhh I know this ship isn't everyone's cup of tea, but I couldn't help making a fanart about them. They're so cute 🙈❤ I just love this headcanon of Lu Ten as this witty (getting it from Iroh's humorous side) and suave/easygoing type of guy, and Yue being the sweetest girl, slowly developing a crush over him ahhhhhhh
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In traditional art, I tend to draw with thicker lines...it's what I'm comfortable with...I guess I applied it here and finally put a better use on the textured brushes hahaha. I'm really happy how it turned out ��😭❤
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jasmine-tea-latte · 1 year
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the heartbreak prince - chapters 2 & 3
Am I procrastinating on working on the next update of delicate by posting this chapter and the next instead?
Yes, yes I am.
🤷🏻‍♀️
After this though it’s back to delicate; the author just needed a quick mental break and as I’ve had the majority of this written and chilling in my back pocket for a minute…
Rated E, and Chapter 3 is where it starts to earn that rating, so reader discretion and all that jazz.
Chapter 2:
Chapter 3:
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krastbannert · 2 years
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For the Modern Au Bingo: Lu Ten/ Yue (I'm sure there's a clever ship name like Yue Ten...or if not there should be), Swapped phones or Free space if you want to wild card it.
Finally done with this; went with Free Space cause I got a cute idea and wanted to write a continuation to my last YuTen prompt. Disclaimer that I've never been in this situation, so I have no idea if this is realistic at all, I just hope it's cute.
Also, @thesavagedaughter0627 - happy birthday! I hope you enjoy your gift!
@atla-multishipping-bingo
Modern AU Bingo N3 - Free Space
She can barely breathe - it’s amazing, gratifying, exciting, but confusing and terrifying and just…Yue has no idea what to do.
“You’re sure, Katara?” she breathes.
Katara nods, removes her hands from Yue’s stomach as the water floods back into a waterskin on the table.” I’d say…five weeks. Give or take.”
“Hey, moonflower,” Lu Ten says as the door closes behind him. She smiles as Lu Ten leans over the couch, gives her a soft kiss. (He’s adorable - so, so adorable. He’d…he’d be a good dad. If he wanted that.
Oh, Tui above - did he want that? It’s the question that’s been burning in her mind.
She’s been nervous all day, and she knows he’s been able to feel it, knows that’s he’s been confused and worried.
She’d done her best to tell him she was okay, but she could tell: Lu Ten was still worried.)
“Hey,” she whispers, and after a moment - her throat dries in a flash, and she has to swallow to keep going - before she continues.” We…need to talk.”
His brow furrows as he walks around the couch, settles next to her. He puts an arm around her, and she tucks her head into his shoulder.” About…what?”
Yue takes a deep breath, tangles her fingers with his. (She can do this; come on, Yue. She can do this.)
“Do you…do you remember that date we went on? In April?” she asks. She remembers it, remembers it so well - a beautiful dinner by the lake and a concert for her favorite band and some drinks at a bar afterwards with friends, and then they’d come back to the apartment and he’d set up a bunch of candles and roses and…it had been amazing. (It had been her favorite date, the best one she’d ever been on.)
“Yeah…what about it?” he nods, rubbing the back of her thumb with his.
“Well, we…weren’t completely safe,” Yue whispers. There’s no other way to do this. She has to just say it.” Lu Ten, I…I’m pregnant.”
“Pregnant,” he says after a moment.” You’re…you’re sure?”
She nods, and there’s one, two, three beats. She can feel him through their bond: confusion, shock, amazement, and then…then blazing happiness, like the sun itself in the room. She yelps as Lu Ten practically jumps off the couch, picking her up and twirling her in the air.
“You’re pregnant,” he laughs.” Oh, sweet Agni above, we’re…we’re gonna have a baby.”
He dives in, presses his lips to hers and kisses her absolutely breathless. She doesn’t need him to say it, she can feel it.
He’s beyond happy. (He…he wants this. Wants to be a dad - she can barely believe it.)
“You’re not…upset?” she asks quietly as they break apart.
Lu Ten raises an eyebrow.” Why wouldn’t I be happy?”
“It’s just…it’s so soon, and we haven’t even…” she bites her lip, looks away.
“Yue, look at me,” he says, cupping her cheek, turning her head back towards his.” I love you, okay? There, I said it. I. Love. You.”
There's only one thing she can do: stand up on her tip-toes, and press her lips to his. It’s all pretty fast, she knows, but at the same time, she knows what she feels, and knows what she feels. In her heart, and in his.
“I love you, too,” she whispers, and kisses him again, slow, this time, and sweet as can be, cradling her boyfriend’s face in her hands.
“This…does mean one thing, though,” Lu Ten whispers against her lips.
She groans,” Please don’t say it, Lu.” He’s gonna say it anyway. She knows - he’s definitely gonna say it anyways.
Lu Ten just grins.” We’re gonna need a bigger place.”
(Always referencing his favorite movie.
Damn him for making it funny, too.)
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authorjoydragon · 2 years
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A late submission for @yuten-week 🤩
I’m always weak for the only one bed trope.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/38914950?view_adult=true
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badlucksav · 2 years
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Yuten Week Day 2: Spirit World
i am sure we could see a new start
She found him standing beside a clear lake, its still surface a dark green color. At first she believed him to be a mirage, a figment of her imagination, or some evidence that she had finally gone mad. His back was to her, so all she could make of him was broad shoulders and long legs, clad in a rust-colored tunic and dark pants. His dark hair was pulled back into a neat topknot.
And then he turned towards her, just the turn of his head. Yue’s breath caught as she saw the sharp angle of his nose and the hewn curve of his chin, as well as one wickedly mischievous gold eye.
“Hello,” he greeted her, as if it wasn’t uncommon to see someone in this strange place, as if they were old friends.
Yue hadn’t spoken in so long that it seemed her throat had forgotten how to talk, so for a moment she only stammered before she managed a “Hello” and a small bow, her muscle memory kicking in.
He turned towards her fully then, the corner of his lips pulling up into a half-smirk. Yue froze, momentarily stunned by how handsome this stranger was. If he was the only soul in this entire realm besides her, well, Yue wouldn’t complain.
“It’s nice to see someone else,” he said as he took a step towards her. “I’m Lu Ten.”
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yuten-week · 2 years
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Thank you so much to everyone who participated! New content is very much appreciated 🤍
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