attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #56, Celebrate.

Summary: Zuko has already turned misery into an artform.

Turn of the Sun

"Go away, Uncle."

The cabin door creaked shut.  "Nephew, the crew's getting worried."

Zuko doubted that.  He doubted the crew had even noticed.  It wasn't like it was unusual for him to spend all his time in his room, whiling away the monotonous miserable days stuck on this floating ruin of his.  "Somehow I think they'll get over it."

"It would do them good to have something to celebrate," his uncle pointed out, putting his arm around his nephew.  "You are not the only one on this ship who is far from home."

There were so many things to say to that, tumbling over and over, around themselves in Zuko's mind.  Yes, he wanted to say, wasn't it a shame he couldn't be a different, better prince.  "I'm not coming out."

"Then I'll stay here with you."  He rubbed his nephew's shoulder with his thumb.  "Happy fourteenth birthday, Prince Zuko."



attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #55, Fire.

Summary: Suki reassures her student.  Part of the Firebender!Suki AU, set directly after this.

Out of Order

"Do you think Jeong Jeong was right?"

Suki folded her fan and glanced at her student warily.  "About what?"

"That I'm messing everything up by learning firebending now, instead of waiting until I've learned waterbending and earthbending?"  Aang fiddled with Appa's reins.  "I mean..."

She snorted delicately and unfolded her fan again, running a cloth over the fine metal joints, rubbing away the rust.  "You think you're the first Avatar to try it out of order?"

"Well..."

"Kyoshi came to the island when she was too little to walk," she said.  "And she might have been an Earth Avatar, but she learned firebending from the dragons first."

"Oh."  He turned back around and flicked the reins.  "That's good to know."

She glanced at him around the fan.  "You know, if this is some scheme you cooked up to avoid firebending practice..."

"No!"  Katara yelped.  "Aang wouldn't do that!"

"Uh huh, sure."

~*~

She trudged up the steps of the headman's house and didn't look up when the fans came down to bar her way.  "Why have you come to our village?"  Her baby squalled. "Is that-"

"No!"  Not the Avatar, not the baby Chin was destroying villages to find, not her Kyoshi.

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #54, Blue.

Summary: Her rigid precision may be all she has left, or like mother like daughter.

Control

Ursa's fire is blue.  She holds it steady in her palm.  Azulon used to watch her when she practiced, that smug, speculative look on his face.  She used to raise orange flames and slowly, carefully raise their temperature until they burned yellow, then white, then bright, clean blue.  She used to cool them down until they glowed dark cherry-rose red.  Sometimes, she would hold one blue flame and one red, one for each hand, just to prove her control.

She used to think she would need that control for the day she entered the navy, for the day she became captain, then admiral, for the days she would fight the war, and the days she would fight Agni Kais.  She imagined she would raise her flames, clear, fierce orange, and use the control she had learned changing their temperature to strike for her enemy's heart.

She looks away from Ozai as they stand before the fire sage.  He leads them to the royal hearth fire, and they hold out their hands.  His fire pours out of him soft and orange, the color of the fire the sage points to.  It joins with the living fire lit by some distant ancestor of his.

And Ursa has forgotten how to make fire that color.

It's the strength of her fire that makes the Firelord overlook her tainted blood.  Her strange, strange blue fire.

The flames change to orange as soon as they leave her hand, blending in with the others and disappearing.

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Summary: Ozai and his son share a moment, and he lets Zuko in on a secret.

Author's Note:
Written in honor of the release of "The Promise: Part Two". As such, there are spoilers.  (And yes, because this is in the Kindle the Wind universe, Zuko is accidentally waterbending at the beginning.  The universe is lucky Ozai didn't notice.)



The Turtle-Crab and the Hawk )
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #53, Rules.

Summary: Their life together has become bounded by them, and Mai is still figuring out how to reach for Zuko through them.

The Unspoken Ones

There were rules to sleeping with the Firelord, customs, traditions, nods towards discretion, a thousand and one things they had never had to think about before when he was just a prince.  A prince who was never going to take the throne, they never talked about it, never, but Azula...  It didn't matter.  There were rules now.  There were secret passageways, and chaperones, and a tangle of betrothals broken both times Zuko had left that had to be remade and renegotiated.

There had always been rules to sleeping with Zuko, things to back away from, things that hurt too much to look at.  Things that needed to be lanced or skewered.  Things that were the remnants of Azula's friendship.  Sometimes, she couldn't see through all that to what was theirs, and what they were free to do and be.

There were rules to being a couple, any couple, and it was when the rules began to contradict each other and twist on the page that Mai wanted to throw them away and stare mutely at the wall until it was over.

Just so long, Mai decided, as there was room for Zuko and Mai in the spaces between the rules.
attackfish: Discretion prevented me from saying that I thought she was a fiend from the underworld (Lin Bei Fong MWT quote)
In which our intrepid author attempts to answer the first hundred [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompts in as few words and with as little seriousness as possible.  Each part is under 500 words, and since each part contains twenty-five fics, each fic is an average of 19 words long.

Part One: Prompts 1-25 )



Part Two: Prompts 26-50 )



Part Three: Prompts 51-75 )



Part Four: Prompts 76-100 )

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #52, Party.

Summary: He isn't sulking, and she isn't bored.

Social Caterpillar

When she had been a child, her parents used to take her to the kind of parties where everybody was in constant danger, where a wrong word could end someone.  They would tell her to keep her mouth shut and then parade her around, and wonder why she wasn't charming and adorable like Ty Lee. That had changed.  There wasn't a party her parents wanted to go to that she wasn't invited first, and her words were the ones that could trap somebody else.

Glaze eyed introspection, the kind that had made the people her parents had tried to show her off to ask if there was something wrong with her was even less forgivable now.  She glanced sideways at her husband.  "Your sister warned me you sulked through these things."

Zuko jerked at the mention of Azula, she-who-no-one-mentioned, she-who-had-brought-them-together.  "I'm not sulking!"

"Whatever."  She rolled her eyes.  In the back of her mind, she wondered how many of the people below watching them so earnestly would think from that little thing that their marriage was on he rocks already, here at their wedding feast.  "It's not like I care.  It's the only thing I ever managed to do at these things."

"It's supposed to be for you too," he said, poking a bean curd ball around his plate with a chopstick.  "I mean, it's your wedding feast."

"That's big of you."

He ignored that.  "We can sulk together, if you want."

"I guess."  She put her hand over his.
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
That's it, folks, I can't take it.  In the hopes that maybe writing some of what I want to write will get me unblocked on the fic I'm trying to write, I'm giving in and running a commentfic meme for my Avatar!Zuko verse.  Comment with up to five requests, and I’ll guarantee you at least one commentfic.  I’ll probably answer with more, knowing me.  [livejournal.com profile] weirdlet , [livejournal.com profile] fanficforensics, [livejournal.com profile] beboots, and [livejournal.com profile] floranna  get seven requests and a guarantee of two fics, because [livejournal.com profile] beboots  and [livejournal.com profile] floranna  are the best betas ever, and [livejournal.com profile] weirdlet and [livejournal.com profile] fanficforensics just because.


Also, the 'verse has a title now, Kindle the Wind!


Air, Water, Earth, Fire.

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them, but when the world needed him most, he vanished.

A hundred years passed and the new Avatar crashed into the ice sheet that borders our village. Although he is the Fire Nation prince, and it's his family and his nation that have brought this war to the world, I have hope that inside Zuko lies the spark of greatness. In the end, he has to save the world.


Front Cover Illustration


Timeline:

The Turtle-Crab and the Hawk
The first time Zuko struck a Fire Nation soldier in anger
Banner
Meeting Sokka and Katara
The joys of new bending
Zuko surprising himself by being spiritual and philosophical
Gran-Gran criticizing Uncle's parenting skills
Uncle Iroh finds out
Iroh has a talk with his nephew
Agni Kai against Zhao
Laying Aang to rest at the Southern Air Temple
Momo joins the Party
Sokka finds out the women on the ship aren't there to cook (and learns something, maybe)
Act of Providence
The Spinning Gates

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #51, Door.

Summary: She isn't there for herself.

Solid Walls

One of her guards rushed forward to bend the door door open, and Yue stepped though, her skirt sweeping the floor, refined, traditional, and perfect.  She was a princess, a living symbol, wearing a mask that every chief's daughter had worn since the day the palace rose from the ice.

And there was nowhere to get away from it.  Against the walls of her chambers were heavy tapestries, empty porcelain vases from the Earth Kingdom, multi colored woven baskets from the Fire Nation, sculptures from her homeland.  It was as grand as any princess's chambers in the Fire Nation, any royal wife's suite in Ba Sing Se.  The Northern Water Tribe could have a princess, and dress her in fine fur robes and give her rooms like these to dwell in.  How grand and sophisticated they must be.

Her hair is white, her people said to themselves when they saw her.  The moon spirit has blessed her.  How many other nations have their princess blessed by the spirits?  How lucky we are to have her.

And when her guards sealed the door to her chambers for the night, leaving a blank wall, Yue felt her own unused, untaught waterbending answer.
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #50, Return.

Summary: Conquest is a rush.

Snow Melt Floods

Hanook disembarked from his flagship inside the ice covered harbor.  In the gloom, waterbenders sculpted the walls, expanding the harbor, spilling water out of dry docks for new ships to be built.  Outside the harbor, waterbenders all over the city kept up the frenetic pace.  They had to rush.  This had to happen fast.

He passed through the new streets, around the new houses, pushing aside the memories of the skin tent he had grown up in. 

He knocked on the door to the largest house in the new city.  The woman who opened the door smiled and threw her arms around his middle before leading him inside.  Her one-legged husband sat on low bench, bouncing a blown up turtle-seal bladder ball off the floor and into the hands of a little boy who kept stopping to hold the ball and suck on his thumb.

It was that missing leg that sometimes kept Hanook awake.  He wanted the little Avatar with his thumb in his mouth to think of the conquests and the new empire they were building as great things, good things.  He would shower the little Avatar with all the glories of empire.  He just had to hurry.
attackfish: Yshre girl wearing a kippah, text "Attackfish" (Default)
We're just over a day away from the deadline at [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 for prompt 49, Lake, and we have only one entry.  So, to prove that I am not above using bribery, for anybody who writes and posts a fill for this round to the community before the deadline (Saturday, April 7, 10:00 PM, MDT), I will drabble up an answer to any one Avatar: the Last Airbender/Legend of Korra prompt they give me here at this post.  This includes all of my existing AUs (excepting Ice Flows Through) as well as unrelated prompts.  Or, I will make a 400x600 pixel banner for any Avatar: the Last Airbender/Legend of Korra fanfic (excepting  NC-17) written by the requester that they ask me to.  (Please provide a link).  Furthermore, after the deadline, I will do the same thing for anybody who writes and posts to the community a fill for the next biweekly prompt, Return.  And yes, that means if you post a fic for each, you get two requests.

A few rules-

No Ty Zula
No NC-17
No incest
No ships where one party is much older or younger than the other(s)
No rape

Information on posting can be found here.

I'm not asking for much, just 100 to 500 words.  Good luck.


LAKE:

Piandao - Fanfare for [livejournal.com profile] c3childs 
Blind Sukka Spawn for[livejournal.com profile] lavanyasix 

RETURN:

Kori/Ty Lee - The Kyoshi guard captures the naughty assassin for [livejournal.com profile] lavanyasix 
Act of Providence - Avatar!Zuko AU for [livejournal.com profile] c3childs, who asked for "Ozai finds a genie in a bottle."  I also wrote her two short gag takes.

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Summary: Ty Lee begins Avatar Zuko's airbending training.  Takes place in the same universe as "Banner".

Author's Note: Wow, I actually wrote a drabble just because.  I haven't written like that for a while...  Anyway, this arose out of a conversation with [livejournal.com profile] weirdlet in which we both agreed *SPOILER FOR LEGEND OF KORRA (highlight to read)* that the way Korra's first airbending lesson went was the exact same way Zuko's would have gone were he the Avatar.



The Spinning Gates (Spoilers for Legend of Korra, chapter two) )
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #49, Lake.

Summary: In the history of the world, there have been many conquerors, none of them great.


Which No One Can Break Down

The shorelines were rimmed with ice.  Icebergs floated south from the northern fortress, and the rivers that bisected the Earth Kingdom continent were lined with frost and Water Tribe warriors.  Nianchu knew his town could either be enslaved to them, building temples and palaces of earthbent stone the way the waterbenders did out of ice, or flee.

It wasn't really a choice.

As their wagon wheels creaked over the open ground, further an further from water, their ranks swelled, and the creaking turned into a thunder, and the thousands following looked at him like he would know what to do.  All he knew how to do was go on.

So they went on.  And the land dried up under their feet.  They pushed on, and he could hear people crying in the wagons, babies, children, crying out for water.  And they could turn back.  They could live without their freedom, but they couldn't live without water.

When the lake shimmered on the horizon, he didn't believe it until he could touch it.

"And what are we going to do when the Water Tribe comes here?" one man demanded.

Nianchu gazed out over Lake Laogai.  "We build a wall around it."
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #48, Finish.

Summary: There was a time before the Avatar, and before people knew what the Avatar was.


One Circle Closed

The lakes sank lower with each year, disappearing into the empty dust.  Fewer benders were born each year, and the people who had once lived on the backs of lion-turtles instead of rafts, and bent other people's bending were barely even memories.

No one had seen a spirit in dreams in generations.  The spirits had deserted them.  Only the blood of their greatest bender could bring them back, they whispered.

She was old.  Her children were dead, and her grandchildren were grown.  She put her own head onto the block, but when they raised the sword, her eyes glowed white.

~*~

When raiders came from the islands, his mother grabbed him and his brothers and sister and ran with them into the hills.  Fire burst out of the raiders hands and feet, catching in the thatched house roofs, and he watched it from safety, but when the fire came out of his hands, and the earth trembled with his footsteps, he ran down the hill to fight with the men of his village, and when his eyes burned white, and the voice of an old woman came out of his throat along with his own, no one stood in his way.

~*~

The dragons came out to meet her on the day she was born.  They sniffed her, their whiskers tickling her cheeks.  When they left her again, her parents breathed a sigh of relief.

As her belly grew round and full with her first child, the girl the dragons had blessed drew water from the well.  She pulled her hand up...

And the water followed.  She screamed, the water clinging to her, and she ran through the village as the old Sun warriors spoke of the boy who had driven them away from the Earth shores with earth and fire together.

~*~

As word traveled throughout the world that High Priestess of Fire with her glowing eyes and three voices had died, a woman gave birth alone, far from her clan, in a sky bison saddle.  She took the baby home and he cried into the wind.

His aunt and grandfather said he was the greatest airbender they had ever seen, but it was the day he mimicked the earthbenders at a festival and he earth moved that they realized just how powerful he really was.

"You know," his mother said, "He was born the night the three voiced Fire priestess died."
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for[livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #47, Charm.

Summary: She tries to summon up something other than revulsion for him.


Skittering, Skittering

He had a certain kind of charm, if she had been willing to overlook what he was and what he had done.  Yue clasped her hand over her fist and bowed to him, and he bent his strange segmented legs.

He was the oldest, old when the first of the lion turtles had hatched, old when the world itself had been made out of fire.  She was the youngest.

He had been wearing the face of a Water Tribe woman when she had bowed.  In an eyeblink, he wore a moon mask, pale and half full, with silver eyes and painted eyebrows.  She shivered inside.  Tui had been the first moon, she reminded herself, and Tui's face had never been stolen.

The moon mask's painted lips curved up. "Princess."

"Koh the Face Stealer," she said, sliding down to sit against the stones.

"You come to me with a new face, moon spirit."

She didn't correct him.

"What have you come here for?"  He whirled on her like a lion-snake, and his voice reverberated around and around her head.

She didn't move.  Her face didn't move.  "I've come to ask you a question."

He hunched down.  "Then ask it, moon spirit."
attackfish: Yshre girl wearing a kippah, text "Attackfish" (Default)
In honor of February 14, the first fourteen people who leave a prompt here with a ship from any of my three fandoms (pairing, threesome, moresome) and a one word prompt, I will write a 140 word story for that pairing and prompt.

A few ground rules related to my personal squicks:

No incest
No ships where one party is much older or younger than the other(s)
No ships that include both Ty Lee and Azula

Meme Closed and Finished.

Fills:

1. [livejournal.com profile] lavanyasix, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Song/Sokka - Nostalgia
2. [livejournal.com profile] selonbrody, Harry Potter: Lily/James - Spirits
3. [livejournal.com profile] floranna, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Jet/Zuko/Mai - Tanning
4. [livejournal.com profile] lunafana, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Teo/Ty Lee - Feather
5. [livejournal.com profile] gamiel, Harry Potter: Lucius/Narcissa - Surprise
6. [livejournal.com profile] clockwerkchaos, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Azula/Aang - Spicy
7. [livejournal.com profile] fanficforensics, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Suki/Zuko - Unagi
8. [livejournal.com profile] luunyscarlet, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Sokka/Zuko - Dance
9. [livejournal.com profile] weirdlet, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Sokka/Jet - Tribe
10. [livejournal.com profile] sheenianni, White Collar: Mozzie/Sally - Unexpected
11. [livejournal.com profile] avocado_love, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Toph/Zuko - Understanding
12. [personal profile] sholio, White Collar: Peter/Elizabeth - Cake
13. [livejournal.com profile] beboots, Avatar: the Last Airbender: Zuko/Yue - propriety
14. [livejournal.com profile] rabidchild67, White Collar: Neal/Peter - Sleepy


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attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #46, Hold.

Summary: Song watches the colonists leave, and watches the Earth Kingdom soldiers return.


Stitching Together

The needle and thread slid, catching, and then tugging free of the impediment.  The stitches formed a crooked, sloping line.  "Stop squirming," she said, laying her hand down on his head for a moment before she picked the needle back up. 

"I'm sorry," he grumbled, "but it hurts, and you keep sticking your stupid needle into it."

She stitched another neat X on he skin of his stomach.  "If you didn't want me doing this, maybe you should have ducked out of the way of his spear."  The needle jabbed into him again.  "Or maybe you shouldn't have gotten into a fight to start with."

Out of the corner of her eye, Song could see her mother rubbing aloe-mint paste thickly over the burns on the Earth Kingdom spearman's chest.  Sometimes, she wondered if the colonists who streamed through her village on their way back to the coast would ever leave their shores and go back to the Fire Nation, which rumor said had no room for them anymore.

She sank the needle into his flesh again, and he yelped like a child.  "Careful!"

"I told you to stop squirming."  She pulled the thread hard.  "You're lucky it was a glancing blow.  He could have killed you."

"I didn't do anything wrong," he pleaded.  "I have six daughters, and that soldier of yours was saying we should get less food than the other families because my wife's dead!  They would starve!"

Song ran her needle under the string and pulled the new knot tight.  This was what the Fire Nation had done to the Earth Kingdom, humiliated them, killed them, beat them, starved them, starved their children.  It couldn't last.  "Be careful," she told him instead of what she thought.  "Take it easy for a few days, and that should hold."
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #45, Earth.

Summary: If you ask Katara, Toph's a horrible earthbendng teacher. But nobody asked Katara.


Stop the Rock

Aang peered anxiously at the boulder on the ledge above them.  "You really think this is the best way to teach her earthbending?"

"Actually," Toph beamed at him and hopped down off the ledge.  "There is a better way."  She snatched Katara's belt and wrapped it around her eyes.  As the light cut out, Katara sighed hard.  "This way she’ll really have to sense the vibrations of the boulder to stop it. Thank you Aang."

Katara sighed harder.

Toph bounced back up onto the ledge and shoved the boulder with a smirk.

Katara felt it.  She could really feel it rumbling towards her.  It rumbled, and she rolled out of its way like a spinning top.  She let her head hang for just a second.  "Sorry."

"Yeah, you are sorry."  Katara wanted to smack her, but Toph wasn't finished.  "If you’re not tough enough to stop the rock, then you could at least give it the pleasure of smushing you instead of jumping out of the way like a jelly-boned wimp! Now, do you have what it takes to face that rock like an earthbender?"

"Yes," she snapped.  "I do."

"Then prove it!" A new boulder burst out of the ground and Toph sent it careening towards her, faster, and larger than the last.  Katara planted her feet and held her arms ready.

The rock hit them  She thought for certain they were going to break.  But it wasn't her bones, but the rock that broke, raining down around her.

The laughter leapt out of her. "What do you say to that?" she crowed at the tiny earthbender, yanking her blindfold away.

Toph walked over and tapped one of the stone chunks with her toe, grinning.  "You're supposed to stop the rock, not blow it up, what's wrong with you?"
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #44, Yellow.

Summary: To Zuko, the war had always been a distant thing.

Warnings: Dead bodies, genocide, you know usual Avatar stuff.


Glory

The light shone down from a hole in the ceiling.  Zuko stared down at the floor stones, yellow in the southern summer sun, yellow and warm, like they weren't strewn with bodies.

His eyes rose, following the line of armored, red-clothed skeletons and scattered, cracked and rusted helmets.  At the end, there was a heap of dust and broken wall, and saffron cloth holding bleached, clean-picked bones in the light from the broken ceiling.

In the western temple, there hadn't been any bodies.  Vaguely, he remembered reading about the soldiers dropping them over the edge of the cliff.

He couldn't stand.  His legs wouldn't hold him.  The wall behind him felt like water, like he was falling right through it, right through the floor, right through the mountain and the pile of bones.

He closed his eyes.  He turned around.  He did everything he could to make the bodies and bones invisible, make them go away.  His uncle stood, admiring the faded figures on the walls, and Zuko's feet marched, his body following.  His armor pinched.  He could feel it pulling him down.  His uncle looked up.  Zuko swallowed and couldn't breathe.

He met his uncle's eyes.  "There's nothing here."
attackfish: Ron, drinking "felix felicis" while Harry watches, text "Always be specific when you lie" (Harry and Ron Rule 7)
Author's Note: This fic is part of the Good People and Death Eaters universe, and I strongly advise you read the previous stories, "Blurring" and "Spectacles" first. The universe is a dystopian AU with slavery, but all of the stories within are gen or gennish het.

Disclaimer: In case you were wondering, JKR was never this horrible to everybody.

Summary: Harry faces the Dark Lord for the first time and learns the true price of failure.


Mercies )



attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #43, Never.

Summary: Sokka is Katara's older brother.

New Worlds

She was two, and the ice climbed up her legs with every step she took.  She was four, and the snow parted around her when she spun around.  She was six and the waves under their canoe sank into valleys and rose into mountains.

She was eight and their mother...  Their mother was dead.

She was ten and nothing moved.  She was ten and their father was gone.

She was twelve, and nothing moved.

On her thirteenth birthday, she pointed at his watchtower, and told him it was stupid, and it fell down.  Sokka started screaming.  He couldn't stop.  He danced around, grabbed her around the neck and planted a kiss on her cheek.

He sat on the steps sometimes, while she trained with Sourpants-Pakku, and watched her remake the world.

Their dad told him he was supposed to protect her, but how could he when she didn't need it?
attackfish: Neal & Peter text "We may someday attain a reltationship of mutual respect/ First I will see the gods walking the earth" (Peter and Neal MWT quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned White Collar, there would be magic.  Or Aliens, one or the other.

Summary: Neal has more than one secret he's keeping from Peter, but as Peter draws closer to one, he draws closer to all of them.  Dragon!Neal AU.

Author's Note: As this was written for the second round of[livejournal.com profile] elrhiarhodan's sentence fest, the fic below contains cruel and fiendish torment of the common comma and other niceties of grammar, and it's non linear.  Each of the headers is a prompt from the fest.


Spitfire )


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #42, Music.

Summary: Azula is good at everything important.

Useful

Azula threw down the biwa in disgust.  It clattered against the floor of the music room and jolted Zuko out of his own playing.  The strings popped and burst free from their tethers as Azula shot to her feet, pelted the pick across the room.  It stuck in the wall and vibrated like a knife blade.  Zuko stared at it until it stopped moving.

"Please, Princess Azula," the music master smiled, tight lipped, voice too calm.  "Come sit down."

"No!"  She spun around in the doorway, the tendons in her arms popping like she as going to pull the walls down.  "I don't have to!  It's not going to make me a better firebender, or help me conquer the Earth Kingdom, or rule the Fire Nation, or... anything!"

The pounding of her feet grew quieter and quieter, and Zuko just eyed the music master and waited to be noticed again.

Azula didn't give up.  She never gave up.  And she was always good at everything.  All the sour notes- She just didn't care.

"Prince Zuko."

Zuko picked up his tsungi horn, then put it down.

Of course it was useless.  He was good at it.
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for the [livejournal.com profile] atlaland and [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 joint challenge, prompt #41, Window.

Summary: Iroh is locked up, but he's also cut adrift.

It Doesn't Hold Him

There was a window above the cage, and he could just barely feel the sun on his hands and feet when he pushed them out of the bars and into the patch of light it cast.

"I brought you some komodo-chicken." Zuko's voice fluttered on the air, hesitant, sullen. "I know you don't care for it, but I figure it beats prison food."

Iroh turned his back.

His nephew clutched the bars, unscarred eye wide. "I admit it. I have everything I always wanted, but it's not at all how I thought it would be. The truth is, I need your advice."

The words should have been sweet. At last he admitted it. At last he was willing to listen. Iroh kept his hands onside the cage, away from his nephew. Now he was willing to listen. Now.

He kept talking. Iroh listened with half an ear because he couldn't stop himself. "I think the Avatar is still alive. I know he's out there. I'm losing my mind."

He didn't answer. And when Zuko stormed away, tears ran down Iroh's face.

He didn't look up. The world outside that window wasn't one he wanted to look at anyway.


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have somehow found a way to be even meaner to Zuko. I guess it's a good thing I don't own it.

Summary: The problem with Zuko's exile is that every ocean has become enemy waters for a Fire Nation Prince, and when his ship is captured by the Northern Water Tribe, he has nowhere to turn for help.

Warning: captivity, major character death, bullying the powerless, humiliation.

Author's Note: Written for [personal profile] unjapanologist who won my entry in the [livejournal.com profile] help_japan charity auction. Which means I started this seven months ago. Yeah, I know. Anyway, thank you for your generosity to a worthy cause,[personal profile] unjapanologist!


This takes place several years before the drabble, "Releasing It".



Holding This Breath )


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #40, Give. Meant as a companion to my drabble Shadows on the Floor.

Summary: Mai can see it happen.

Stand Beside the World

Mai knew the day she was betrothed to Zuko that she would one day have to stand beside him in front of the world, and the morning she saw him again in Ba Sing Se, she knew it would be worth it. Sometimes, watching Azula play her power games, and Zuko bristle and let her made a fist clench and then unclench inside her, and hoped, a little furious with herself, that when it came time for Azula to take power, Zuko would just bristle and let her. Then she could stand a few steps behind Azula at Zuko's side, instead of at Zuko's side in front of the world.

He should just give way. Azula was unstoppable anyway, and if he just gave up, she could still have him when it was over. They could make their lives in the in between places of the palace, and in the cracks of the world.

Their love flourished in code, in words whose meanings changed shape when they spoke them, in masks they only took off with each other, together, alone. They touched, and Mai wanted to give him everything.

When Zuko left, the world gave way beneath her. She tried to piece it together in that prison chamber, so she could leave him there, but there was something hatefully like hope in his face when he talked about the Fire Nation, and there was that restless, relentless conviction that if he threw himself against anything long enough, it would give.
attackfish: Neal & Peter text "We may someday attain a reltationship of mutual respect/ First I will see the gods walking the earth" (Peter and Neal MWT quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned White Collar, there wouldn't be any Nazi treasure.

Summary: Moz worries that Neal's changing.  Episode tag for episode 1.7, Free Fall.

Author's Note: I wrote this for [livejournal.com profile] tjs_whatnot, as part of the [livejournal.com profile] collarcorner fic exchange.  They wanted Moz.  I hope he's not too much of a high strung little drama fiend.


Jewel in the Dust )
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #39, Captive.

Summary: He doesn't know how to tell her the truth.


Shadows on the Floor

His chest hit the chair, forcing the air out of his body, and he twisted around, but the guards ignored him as he shouted that he hadn't done anything wrong.

"Come on, Zuko, we all know that's a lie." She stepped out of the gloom in the corners of the room, arms folded across her chest.

"Mai," ever since he could remember, he had always fought to tell the difference between the slight variations of her voice, when she was bored, and when she just didn't want him to know she wasn't, when she was happy, and when she thought he was an idiot. It got easier and easier, until right then, when her fury and scorn were staring him in the face.

He scrambled into the chair and she stood back against the wall again. He rubbed his arms where they had hit the arms of the chair. The door was open, but neither of them tried to leave.

"You could've at least looked me in the eye when you ripped out my heart." It wasn't funny. It shouldn't be funny, listening to Mai talk about feelings, deadpan and cold.

His mouth moved, but it caught on the words.

"This isn't about you," he told her. This isn't about you. It's about people dying, and choosing sides, and trying to figure out what's right. And he couldn't speak, not about the things he needed to. I love you, he wanted to say. Come away with me, I love you.


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for[livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #38, Road.

Summary: Ty Lee fears the change more than she fears facing him.

Author's note: This is part of that mirrorverse I've been playing with in the commentfic memes, with eldritch abomination Aang. If you want to read it, click on the "meme" tag and all of the parts are conveniently linked in the body of the commentfic meme entries. There are also four drabbles, Fight and Flight, Stay his Hand, Spirals Within Spirals, and Wake


Snuff the Candle

Ty Lee's great grandmother hadn't been there the day they fought the Avatar, the day they sealed him in the ice for a hundred years.  They thought it would be forever.  They hoped it would be forever, but nothing was ever forever.

She hadn't been there the day the peaceful monks and nuns had torn each other apart under the Avatar's power, even after they locked him in ice.  She hadn't been there, but when the survivors crawled home with their stories, she had listened with her hand clamped over her mouth.  And she had passed the stories on.

It felt like Ty Lee had been following Azula her whole life, like Azula had always been there with her thousands of sharp edges and unexpected affections.  It felt like Ty Lee had always stood beside Mai, who never let her lie to herself, who never even considered mixing her up with someone else.  They had chased the Avatar and his followers for a day and a night once without rest, and the exhaustion still tugged at her memory.  The chase went on and on, and they kept getting close, and each time they did, she felt the darkness closing in.

If they ended tearing each other apart, like the monks and nuns on the ice, leaving bloody scraps of bone on the ground for the rest of the world to find, Ty Lee didn't want to know.  She crushed down the bitterness and hatred she felt just watching her friends.
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for[livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #37, Feel.

Summary: There are nights when Zuko can feel what he should have done pulsing inside him.

Author's note: This is part of that mirrorverse I've been playing with in the commentfic memes, with eldritch abomination Aang. If you want to read it, click on the "meme" tag and all of the parts are conveniently linked in the body of the commentfic meme entries. There are also three drabbles, Fight and Flight, Stay his Hand, and Spirals Within Spirals


Wake

Sometimes, when he's lying next to Mai, he remembers the nights his father used to tuck him into bed with Azula, when Azula was too afraid to spend the night alone.  He hadn't been the great coalition builder, world leader, great man, yet, just... their dad, just the Firelord's second son, never meant to rule.

Zuko feels the press of the night around him, and watches Mai frowning in her sleep, and his father's stories run through his mind.  The next day, he gets a letter from Aang, or he send word that he will visit.  Or he shows up unannounced.  But there in the dark, with Mai asleep, the Avatar's wisdom is cold.  What sounds like "using your resources to their fullest potential" when Aang says it starts to sound more like destruction.  What sounds like "letting to weak fall by the way for a stronger tomorrow" sounds more like callus cruelty. What sounds like "hope" sounds more like despair.

It's those times that he looks over at her, and it's like he can see the tendrils of darkness coiled around her and closing in over her head, and he's the one who brought them.  He's the one who...



attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
 Written for[livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #36, Red.

Summary: After the Fire Nation falls, Azula tries to stay Azula.

Author's note: This is part of that mirrorverse I've been playing with in the commentfic memes, with eldritch abomination Aang. If you want to read it, click on the "meme" tag and all of the parts are conveniently linked in the body of the commentfic meme entries. There are also two drabbles, Fight and Flight and Stay his Hand


Spirals Within Spirals

They cut her nails so that she wouldn't dig them into her arms and stain the floor with blood. She dug them as deep into herself as they would go anyway. The room had bars on its only window, even though she wasn't a threat to them anymore.

Crazy, crazy, crazy.

The loud, omnipresent silence reverberates inside her head.

She can see her father leaving to fight the Avatar, to meet him before he could use the comet. She can see him leaving her to defend their home, and the way he cupped her face and hugged her close for the last time.

And Zuko came, and she lost, lost because she cracked up.

Crazy, crazy, CRAZY!

It was her fault. She cracked up.

NononononononnnNO!

Father lost too, sometimes her mind let her remember. The Avatar killed him, left him battered and broken to drown in the ocean below.

And her whole life, she had known about the Avatar, and the corruption he brought, about the times the world had only just been saved, about how she would have to guard herself, to be vigilant against the cruelty that would creep across her mind. Her brother was weak, and he had crumpled, but she was strong, she was moral, she was good.

Failure, weak, pathetic.

The Avatar was back, and Azula had felt the worry, but somewhere, somewhere deep she didn't want to acknowledge, she was... It was their turn! Their world to protect. And they lost.

They...

lost...

it.

Her mind won't wrap around it. It's real, it's true, it's irrefutable, and it won't sink in. She wonders how long it will take for the sky to grow dark and the seas to start burning.

There's nothing left to trust. Not her father who was dead, not her brother who... Not her own mind. Her own mind. Her own mind. HER OWN MIND, SPIRITS DAMN IT! It's split open. It's like she can't keep it inside her head. And the Avatar's corruption comes creeping in. She sits there, digs her nails in, and waits for a little extra madness.



attackfish: Neal & Peter text "We may someday attain a reltationship of mutual respect/ First I will see the gods walking the earth" (Peter and Neal MWT quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned White Collar, Kate would have been a character, not a plot device.

Summary: In which Neal burns an alias, Moz gets cabin fever, Kate plays Scheherazade, and Diana and Clinton amuse themselves at the expense of others.

Author's Note: This was originally written for a prompt on [livejournal.com profile] collarkink, that called for one of Neal's aliases to have a complicated cliche storm of a backstory.


The Life and Times of Ezra Smith )
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #35, Water.

Summary: Rain is a terribly disruptive thing.


Laughing, Falling

The grass grew thick and long by the edge of the turtle-duck pond, cropping up between the stones that lined it.  Mai lay sprawled in it, head resting on Zuko's knee, idly turning a fan around and around between her fingers.  There was a half-written letter resting flat on a portable writing desk beside her with a donation to a war orphanage, and beside him lay the reports from the field commanders on the disarmament.  Both lay ignored as the clouds gathered heavy and black overhead, and the air hung humid and still around them.

The sound of his breathing steadied, faint beneath the hum and chirp of bright colored grasshopper-beetles and  butterfly-crickets as she listened to him drift into a doze.  The green, growing smells around her hung on the air and tickled her nose, and every so often, with a faint flash of guilt, she picked up the brush on her writing desk and set a few more words to the letter, before she let the sweet smells and the humming lure her back down to rest.

She unfurled the fan, trying to shift the still, sticky air.  When she felt generous, she waved it in front of Zuko's face and thought, maybe it wasn't generosity that prompted it, but the excuse it provided to just watch his face as he slept.  It was-  It was soothing, better to watch than the clouds rolling in overhead.  Off in the distance, she could see the rain falling over the city, and when she looked back at him, the grass puffing out from his face with each breath, she felt her face soften, felt an expression fighting its way onto it.  She lay her head back down against Zuko's knee and let her eyes close.

The first fat drops of rain landed on her bare arms and face, and her fingers twitched, but she didn't wake.  It was only when the lightning raced down the sky and the thunder cracked overhead, and the sky stopped leaking and just broke open that she jolted back to awareness, thrashing as Zuko squirmed awake under her head.  "What-"

"Rain," Zuko said, and she almost shoved her fan down his throat, before she realized he wasn't explaining, just...  "Rain, rain, rain..."

She grabbed the letter and shoved it into one of the portable desk's little drawers while Zuko threw himself over the reports and gathered them up.  Lightning flashed, lighting the garden up with instant flashes of color, and his hand gripped hers.  His hand gripped hers, and they ran for the palace, their clothes heavy and sticking to them, their hair coming undone under the weight of the water.

They slid through the palace hallways, wild and grinning, and into an empty room.  And it wasn't important that their wet clothes were thrown in a pile on the floor, or that the couch was narrow and uncomfortable under them.  All that mattered was that they were holding each other until they dried.

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar the Last Airbender, Jet would have lived to cause trouble for everyone. And you know he would be trouble.

Summary: When Zuko and his uncle brought Jet home from under Lake Laogai, they had no idea he was a firebender, or just how deep his hatred for the Fire Nation really ran.

Warning: Jet has some pretty messed up ideas about rape victims that are mentioned in passing.

Author's Note: Written as part of [livejournal.com profile] atlasecretsanta, for [livejournal.com profile] suzukiblu. Yes, I know she ran a meme with firebender!Jet, but when I started this way back in what, November? December? she hadn't started it yet, only written a commentfic fill about it and mentioned she liked the idea. Finally finishing this means that I can now go read the fills for that meme. (Seriously, this was due on Christmas Eve, and it's now August, just over eight months later. That's really pathetic. Bad Fish.)

This follows the drabble, "Rising Steam".



Yesterday's Flame )
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #34, Red.

Summary: Azula always knew what to expect from her father.



Nothing Bad Ever Happens to Little Girls

She held the burned doll, and turned it over in her hands.  She could smell the burned hair and the cloth from her clothes as if she were a real person, but under that came the sweet smell of woodsmoke instead of cooked flesh, and Azula threw it away in disgust.

She bounced against the floor and split in two.

Her father stuck his head through the door at the noise, and Azula smiled at him an open smile.

She could see the pride in his eyes, the smug assurance that she was everything she was the best, there wasn't a trace of weakness within her.  He sat down in a chair near her bed, and she kissed his cheek.  "Oh, Azula, what have you done with the doll your uncle sent you, bad girl," but he was smiling a secret smile to her, and Azula knew what he meant.  And he knew she knew it.

She widened her eyes innocently and glanced down at her broken body.  "Nothing father, Zuko had a little accident, and he ruined my doll."

His smile deepened, brutal.  "Of course, Azula."  He watched without comment as her foot came down on the charred remains.
attackfish: Yshre girl wearing a kippah, text "Attackfish" (Default)
Ganked from [livejournal.com profile] rabidchild67 and [livejournal.com profile] coffeethyme4me who ganked it from [livejournal.com profile] hoosierbitch 

The first five people to comment on this post get to request that I write a drabble/ficlet of any pairing/character of their choosing in either the Harry Potter, Avatar: the Last Airbender, or White Collar Fandoms, except Ty Zula.  However, if you request in one of my established AUs, please keep to the parings in that universe.  In return, they have to post this in their journal, regardless of their ability level.  (sketch and drawble memes can be substituted for writing memes, though!)

If you want to play the meme but NOT repost and play on your own LJ, you can absolutely still make a request, but please make a note to that effect in your comment so that I can prioritize/encourage the folks playing along at home.  And you know, request fics on their memes XD.


Closed

Fills:

[livejournal.com profile] lavanyasix - Avatar: the Last Airbender: Firebender Suki verse, Ty Lee after the War
[livejournal.com profile] floranna - Avatar: the Last Airbender/Harry Potter crossover: Hufflepuff Zuko, Over the Summer
[livejournal.com profile] selonbrody - Harry Potter: Good People and Deatheaters, Pilfer
[livejournal.com profile] coffeethyme4me - White Collar: Peter Catches Neal Drawing Him Nude
[livejournal.com profile] thetammyjo - White Collar: Neal is Sara's slave (00316618525)

Bonus for latecomer [livejournal.com profile] grandiose666 - Avatar: the Last Airbender/Harry Potter crossover: Hufflepuff Zuko, Failko

attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #33, Trust.

Summary: Wan Shi Tong always speaks the truth.

Warning (highlight to read): character death


Spoken True

The feathers brushed by his face.  "I'm not going to hurt you."  The air was hazy with falling sand, and the words reverberated inside the spirit's beak like a cave.

He looked... like a scholar again, a bird, not a feathered snake.  The library rumbled lower into the belly of the desert, and Zei smiled.  "You'll let me stay?"

The sand was up to the man's thighs, and he had to dust off the scrolls to keep reading.  "Don't worry about that," Wan Shi Tong murmured.  "You can't leave now."

Zei turned back to the scroll on his lap.  It was fascinating, about the ancient Water civilization that had covered much of the northern half of the continent.  He took his students out on a dig last summer and brought back piles of their pottery shards.  He could feel the sand rising around his neck, but he ignored it.

He spat sand out of his mouth and held the scroll up out of the way.  "Great One," he called out, and the spirit pulled the scroll out of his hands and watched him thrash.

"I said I wouldn't hurt you, little human, but I never said I would help you."
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
These are the fics I wrote for round four of [livejournal.com profile] atlaland.  Every fic is between 200 and 1000 words, or, depending on how you count, between 200 and 600 words.



TLA Song Titles Flow Like Water

To and Fro - Suki/Sokka - 200 words )


What's on the other side of the mirror?

Fight and Flight - Yue - 350 words )



One Hundred Years of War:

Light the Light - OCs - 600 words )


Avatars Roku, Kyoshi, Kuruk, and Yangchen:

Everything Old is New Again - OCs and Kyoshi, Four 250 word fics )


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
These were written for the [livejournal.com profile] atlaland Work at Your Own Pace Seven Fanworks Challenge, where I chose Suki. Since I posted three of my fills as graphics (and the two wallpapers aren't set in the Firebender Suki universe) I'm only posting the artwork I made for this universe and the four one thousand word fics . The artwork is intended to be this universe's banner. All fics are 1000 words long and take place either before or during this AU's version of Book One, Water.


Firebender Suki in her Kyoshi uniform in Fire Nation colors


The Avatar Comes to Kyoshi | Fire Sifu Suki Meets Jeong Jeong | Out of Order | The Bright Burning Thing | Ty Lee on Kyoshi




Dragons and Mountains )

Friends and Allies )

Enemies and Liars )

Ice and Snow )


attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #32, Empty.

Summary: The Dragon of the West has a proposition for her, and Jin knows she doesn't have any choices left.

Author's note: I should probably warn for some misogynistic attitudes and language on the part of one of the characters.


Fallow

The bell over the door chimed, and as Jin walked in, she gathered her hair up and pushed it back over her shoulders. The combs and headdress pulled it tight, and the robe and slippers kept her steps shuffling and awkward. There were women she watched who looked like they were gliding, who made it look easy and elegant and made Jin feel ashamed.

Iroh, the old Fire Nation general, not Mushi the teamaker, smiled as she came in. He took her hand, and guided her to a chair, poured her tea, and kept smiling.

The guards at the gate to the upper ring had glared at her hard when she held up the pass, signed by the Earth King himself, and given to her by this man. Her mother had dressed her in her grandmother’s silks and put the combs in her hair when she saw it, and teased her about men so old they became teenagers again. Jin liked Mushi. She had wanted his nephew, but she liked him.

His face, and the way he had looked so frightened as she chased him, as she caught up with him and led him to the empty alley. And it had been so easy. All she did was kiss him again, and wrap one hand around his neck before he started to move with her.

She sipped the tea, and gulped gracelessly with her nerves. He put his hand on top of hers and she looked up at him, astonished to realize just how afraid she was. “I heard about the miscarriage,” he said, rubbing his thumb across her hand, kindly.

Here it came, her mother’s voice told her. He knows he has you. He knows no one else will take a slut whose womb can’t even hold a child.
“I wanted to ask your permission to tell my nephew. I think he would want to know.”

That she had been pregnant, Jin wondered, or that she had lost it and he was safe? “Yeah, sure, tell him. Whatever you want.”

“And I wanted to offer you a job.” He picked up his own teacup and took a sip. His hand stayed on hers, and it felt wrinkled and dry, like leaves. She looked down, and she could feel his eyes on her. “I’m not trying to get you into bed. It’s just, I’ve been a bit...” lonely. “Short staffed.”
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #31, Mirror.

Summary: Zhao isn't sure how it happened, and he doesn't expect mercy.

Author's note: This is part of that mirrorverse I've been playing with in the commentfic memes, with eldritch abomination Aang. If you want to read it, click on the "meme" tag and all of the parts are conveniently linked in the body of the commentfic meme entries.

Stay his Hand

Once upon a time, there was a young prince who had been kidnapped by his dastardly uncle, and the prince’s poor, desperate father had turned to a brave Navy commander to rescue him. This was the story Zhao told in every port city from there to the Fire Nation.

But Zuko stood, on the deck of Iroh’s stolen ship, staring back at him. After three years, there was Zhao, with an army at his back to capture the traitor Iroh who sought to free the Avatar, and return the kidnapped prince to his father and sister, and there was the prince, fighting to stay.

When the first fireball sped his way, Zhao didn’t believe it except for the heat pulsing as it passed. And when the boy had him on the ground, and his uncle urged him forward for the killing blow, Zhao closed his eyes.

But it never came.
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #30, Pirate.

Summary: Stealing from thieves is liberation.

The Scrolls

The ship darts through the water, throwing itself into the waves. “Hey captain!” The first mate hands the spyglass over and points to them, the moon and the waves on the sails shining in the sunlight.

He chuckles. “Good work. Men! Prepare to intercept!”

They swing on the ropes and slam down the planks, and scramble onto the Water Tribe ship. The tribesmen rush to meet them, weapons high, and the pirate captain turns to them. “This unpleasantness can all be avoided if you just hand over your valuables.”

The Water Tribe captain spits on the deck of his own ship and turns his head to an old, smiling man. The water around the ship goes suddenly horribly calm, and the pirate captain freezes.

One master waterbender and a couple of his students, and they were in the middle of the ocean, at his mercy.

A chill goes over all of them. A shudder runs through the whole crew, and the black water around them looks so, so cold. They wait for the wave to wash them away.

The arrow buries itself in the old master’s neck. The blood spurts, and he falls. The captain smiles. “Now, about your valuables...”
attackfish: Jet and Zuko fighting in the teashop, text "Obviously this is the place to come if you want to get murdered by lunatics" (Jet Juko TDL quote)
Written for [livejournal.com profile] avatar_500 prompt #29, Travel.

Summary: Toph can't settle.

Many Homes, No Home

Toph’s feet hit the road.  The sun shines overhead, heating up the stones and the dust, and the space iron in her bracelet.

She just came from Aang and Katara at the Southern Air Temple.  Now she was on her way to Zuko in the Fire Nation.

It would have been a shorter trip if she went to Sokka instead, on Kyoshi island, but she wanted (she needed) the long journey.

Every journey had something wrong with it, boats, ice, all of Ba Sing Se.

Toph tells everybody that she has what she wants.  It isn’t true.  What she wants is for all of her friends to wander with her again, to ramble around the world together, just them, like they used to when there was war, and danger, and an entire nation out to get them.

But she can’t have that, could she?  And she really shouldn’t want it.
attackfish: Neal & Peter text "We may someday attain a reltationship of mutual respect/ First I will see the gods walking the earth" (Peter and Neal MWT quote)
Disclaimer: If I owned White Collar, this would be a DVD extra.

Summary: The first two weeks after Neal gets out again, the world is spinning too fast, and he can't catch his breath.

Author's Note: This was originally written for a prompt on [livejournal.com profile] collarkink, that called for vampire!Peter and Neal as Peter’s human pet and private blood bank. I couldn't figure out why on earth I wanted to fill this prompt so bad, given my deep dislike of vampire stories, or for that matter why I wanted to write gen with it. Then, about a day after I finished, it hit me. It's vampirism as a metaphor for disability. It's a fic about accommodations.

Down to Sleep )

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