attackfish

Disclaimer: Oh how I wish I had created or owned such a thing as Avatar: the Last Airbender.

Summary: General Iroh finally catches up to his brother's wife and her lover, and the children they stole from Ozai.

Author's Note: Part of the Avatar Sokka universe, found on my Tumblr at the tag #Water Avatar Sokka: [Link]. Open it in your browser. Tag links do not work with the Tumblr app.

Warnings: None of Ozai's abuse is shown explicitly, but it is very much present in this fic.

( Decay )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have more than two thousand followers.

Summary: Lu Ten finds himself on the run with his cousin in the very land he once tried to conquer.

Author's Note: Written for Tumblr user the-goose-ferret for being my 2000th follower.  This takes place in a universe where Lu Ten survived the siege of Ba Sing Se, and Iroh did not.
( Kind of like Freedom )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: The ferry to Ba Sing Se isn’t a place so much as a place between places. Maybe that’s why Katara takes a chance and reaches out to a boy and his uncle.

Author's Note: Written for Tumblr user bunny-loverxiv as a reward for donating eighteen dollars to HIAS, a charity that aids immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump’s crimes against humanity. She wanted a Jet Katara role swap.

( Long Long Way )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: In a world where Mai's family never sent her to the Royal Academy for Girls, they see marrying her off as the best way to raise their prospects. Faced with marriage to a stranger, she runs away, only to find herself hunted.

Author's Note: This installment was written for the lovely Avrelia on Tumblr, who donated twenty-five more dollars to RAICES, and asked for a continuation.

Warnings: None

PART ONE

( PART TWO )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: After Lu Ten's death, Iroh travels to the Spirit World, and learns something about his son he wishes he could forget.

Author's Note: Written for Runrundoyourstuff on Tumblr as a reward for donating eighteen dollars to HIAS, a charity that aids immigrants and refugees coming to the US and is fighting Trump's crimes against humanity. She wanted Iroh angsting.

Warnings: Grief, murder, war crimes, the death of children

( Peace and Quiet )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: When Mai was six years old, she went away to school and met Ty Lee. When she was seven, she met Azula.

Author's Note: Written for All-peristeronic on Tumblr as a reward for donating fifteen dollars to RAICES, a charity that aids immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump's crimes against humanity. They wanted a fic about Mai and Ty Lee as girls at school, coming to grips with the terrifying reality of being Azula's favorites and becoming the people who truly understand each other in the face of severe isolation.

Warnings: Azula's abuse of Mai and Ty Lee

( Cobwebs )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: When Iroh comes to Ba Sing Se to meet with a White Lotus contact, he gets a lot more than he bargained for in the form of a boy who looks startlingly familiar.

Author's Note: Written for Tumblr user bunny-loverxiv as a reward for donating nine dollars to RAICES, a charity that aids immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump’s crimes against humanity. She wanted a fic in which Zuko looks exactly like Ozai except for the scar. This does not entirely fit the prompt, as it takes place in my Prince Jet Rebel Leader Zuko AU before Zuko has his scar. More for this AU can be found on my Tumblr at this tag: [Link].

No Matter how Gently Meant the Wound, and The Sweetest Fruit, the Strongest Wood is set in the same universe.

Warnings: Oblique references to rape and other war crimes

( Inosculation )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: No one comes out of Lake Laogai the same person they were when they went in.

Author's Note: Written for redrikki on Tumblr as a reward for donating thirty-six dollars to HIAS, a charity that aids immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump's crimes against humanity. She wanted a fic set in the "Until the Walls Break Like Waves" universe.

Warnings: Discussion of forced drug use, imprisonment, grief, genocide, and many of the dark implications found in the show itself.

Sequel to "Until the Walls Break Like Waves": [Link]

( The Sharpest Rocks Lie Just Below the Surface )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: In a world where Mai's family never sent her to the Royal Academy for Girls, they see marrying her off as the best way to raise their prospects. Faced with marriage to a stranger, she runs away, only to find herself hunted.

Author's Note: Written for avrelia on Tumblr as a reward for donating 20 dollars to RAICES, a charity that aid immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump’s crimes against humanity. She wanted a fic in which Mai’s parents never left their home town, so Mai’s never met anyone from the royal family. When her parents tried to arrange a marriage she didn’t like, Mai ran away to Earth Kingdom and ended up June’s apprentice.

Warnings: None

PART TWO

( PART ONE )

Disclaimer: If I owned Avatar: the Last Airbender, I would have the money to donate to charity myself.

Summary: Zuko spends an afternoon looking after his youngest sister.

Author's Note: Written for Boytranscending on Tumblr as a reward for donating ten dollars to RAICES and HAIS, charities that aid immigrants and refugees coming to the US and are fighting Trump's crimes against humanity. He wanted a fic in which Zuko did some babysitting.

Warnings: None

( Paper Birds )

Disclaimer: Yeah if I owned Avatar the Last Airbender, it wouldn't have a fandom.

Summary: In the Book of Esther, the King of Persia had another wife before her, killed for refusing him. Ozai did not kill Ursa, because she gave him what she wanted. After the war, she is the only person other than Mai, who knows what it’s like to be married to him, and the only one who also knows what it means to love his son.

Warnings: Past rape/current rape recovery and trauma, past suicide attempt discussed, forced pregnancy, stillbirth and grief related to it

Author's Note: Written for May Maiko Week 2019. Sequel to “The Gleaming Darkness”: [Link].

( Esther and Vashti )

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, it would not be suitable for children.

Summary: On the way from the Boiling Rock to the Western Air Temple, Hakoda takes time to consider the young Fire Prince.

Author's Note:Written for ghost-zoast who won it in my 1,000 followers lottery. They wanted a story about the Boiling Rock escape in my age swap AU. In this AU, Aang and Toph are sixteen, Katara is fifteen, Suki is fourteen, and Sokka and Zuko are twelve. All other characters remain the same age. You can find more about this AU at my tumblr at the tag, Gaang-age-swap-AU: [Link].


( Carry On Carry Away )

Author's Note: This is the epilogue for "Untimely", the final installment of the Good People and Death Eaters universe, and I strongly advise you read the previous stories, "Blurring", "Spectacles", "Mercies", and "Revolt" first. The universe is a dystopian AU with slavery, but all of the stories within are gen.

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

Summary: After Harry goes back to Hogwarts, it’s as if he hangs on a precipice, trapped on the edge and waiting for the storm to break. And none of them, not Harry, not Voldemort, not the Death Eaters, nor Sirius Black’s resistance, have any idea what the world will look like when its all over.

( Untimely: Epilogue )

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, I would have to learn how to write a screenplay and probably how to draw.

Summary: Ozai might have been defeated, but the Fire Fleet still doesn’t have a home world, and they are living on borrowed time, unless Zuko can complete his old quest, and find them an uninhabited planet capable of sustaining human life. Mai wants nothing more for him to succeed, even though she knows it’s impossible.

Author's Note: Written for May Maiko Week 2018. Additional information about this universe can be found at my tumblr, where my screenname is Attackfish.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, Katara and Mai would have had a lot more screentime together.

Summary: During the war, the only time Katara saw Mai was on the other side of a battlefield. But there’s no more war, and no more battlefield, and they’re both stumbling their way into a brand new world.

Author's Note: Written for Runrundoyourstuff, who won it in the Fandom Loves Puerto Rico charity auction. They wanted a story about Iroh and Zuko in this AU: [Link] in which Iroh is the Avatar.


( Find What You're Looking for (Standing Right Beside You) )

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, there would be a a lot more Mai.

Summary: Princess Mai didn’t know which was more galling, the fact that she had fallen just short of becoming Earth Queen, or that she could be done away with so easily. Still, if she was to marry the Firelord, who was she to have a say?

Author's Note: Written for Fall Maiko Week 2017. Additional information about this universe can be found at my tumblr, where my screenname is Attackfish.

Reach this Moment

Disclaimer: I don't own White Collar. I am writing this fic under the fair use exemption for transformative works.

Summary: When the FBI captures Neal Caffrey, infamous thief and con artist, they discover that he is a runaway slave. Now recaptured and sold to recoup his owners' financial losses, Neal schemes and waits for his chance. After all he escaped once. But Neal isn't the only one plotting his escape, and not all of his fellow schemers have his best interests at heart.

Author's Note: Written as a prompt fill on livejournal for thetammyjo. Only took me five years to finish it. Thank you to duckie-duckduck on tumblr for the beta.

( 00316618525: Part Five )

To be continued...

Disclaimer: I don't own White Collar. I am writing this fic under the fair use exemption for transformative works.

Summary: When the FBI captures Neal Caffrey, infamous thief and con artist, they discover that he is a runaway slave. Now recaptured and sold to recoup his owners' financial losses, Neal schemes and waits for his chance. After all he escaped once. But Neal isn't the only one plotting his escape, and not all of his fellow schemers have his best interests at heart.

Author's Note: Written as a prompt fill on livejournal for thetammyjo. Only took me five years to finish it. Thank you to duckie-duckduck on tumblr for the beta.

( 00316618525: Part Three )

To be continued...

Disclaimer: I don't own White Collar. I am writing this fic under the fair use exemption for transformative works.

Summary: When the FBI captures Neal Caffrey, infamous thief and con artist, they discover that he is a runaway slave. Now recaptured and sold to recoup his owners' financial losses, Neal schemes and waits for his chance. After all he escaped once. But Neal isn't the only one plotting his escape, and not all of his fellow schemers have his best interests at heart.

Author's Note: Written as a prompt fill on livejournal for thetammyjo. Only took me five years to finish it. Thank you to duckie-duckduck on tumblr for the beta.

( 00316618525: Part One ).

To be continued...

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, there would be no dead mothers.

Summary: Ursa lets her secrets slip to Kya one by one, until the trickle becomes a flood.

Author's Note: Someday I will be able to fill a drabble request from avatarsymbolism.


( Meltwater )
 

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did there would have been a lot more boring politics

Summary: More than a hundred years before, when the Avatar disappeared, life began to ebb out of the world, plunging the world into chaos. With his return, hope and vitality returned, and with them, a mad rush for power by clan chieftains, eager to make kingdoms out of the ashes of the old order. In the old Fire Nation, two chieftains remain, Mai in the west, and Zuko in the east. Each awaits the day that the other will seek to claim all of the Fire Islands for themselves.

Author's Note: Written for Maiko Week 2016. Takes place in the Life Spirit AU. You can find a masterlist of commentfics and some meta about the 'verse here: [link] and some additional meta here: [link].


( Where the Morning Light Shines )

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender, for which we are all very grateful, I'm sure.

Summary: It was just before the winter solstice when Earth Kingdom soldiers captured the prince of the Fire Nation and his uncle, the Dragon of the West. It was the dead of winter when they were brought to Ba Sing Se.

Author's Note: Written for floranna for the hurricane Sandy auction. Thank you to aromantic-eight for beta reading. Any remaining errors are all mine.

( Until the Walls Break Like Waves: Part One )

Part Two

Written for the tumblr meme prompt, Mai, Steampunk.

Queen of Gears and Sorrow

Ty Lee cocked her head and looked at her sideways. Mai wondered if that made it easier or harder for Ty Lee to orient herself when looking at something, given that she was currently hanging upside down from a very ugly, very heavily reinforced iron chandelier. “What’s wrong?”

Even more disconcerting than hanging from assorted bits of architecture was Ty Lee’s gift for always knowing what Mai was feeling. In fact, Mai was tempted to go so far as to say it was the most disconcerting thing of all about Ty Lee, though it had remarkably stiff competition. Anyway, it meant there was no real point in denying it. “Some academy kid told me to tell my designer she’s amazed how realistic I am. Again.”

“That’s probably just because of where they saw you leaving from.” With a swing and a leap, Ty Lee descended to the floor, her feet alighting on the tile with flawless grace. “Don’t worry about it.”

That’s what Mai had told herself last time. They had probably seen her leaving her ancestral home, for a given value of ancestral, since families that had won their land in the conquest two generations back, and had only gained a title one generation ago, didn’t have ancestral anything no matter how grand. They had seen her leaving her ancestral home and now the home of the greatest clockwork inventor in the world. Yes, that was probably it, except: “I was leaving the tea shop.”

“Oh,” Ty Lee hummed, sympathetically. “Well if it helps, I’m pretty sure you’re real.” She wrapped her arms around Mai. “You feel real.” She squeezed. “Yep, I can feel your ribs.”

Mai squirmed. “You can feel my ribs crack.”

“Don’t be silly Mai,” Ty Lee chirped. “I’m not hugging you nearly hard enough to crack any bone in your body, including your ribs.”

Mai was pretty sure Ty Lee could tell her exactly how many pounds of pressure per square inch she was exerting, too. The six identical copies of Ty Lee in storage downstairs probably could too, and Mai had a sudden horrible vision of all of them hugging her.

Letting go, Ty Lee stepped back. “They’re idiots. You look perfectly human to me.”

“Thanks, Ty Lee.” She almost managed to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. Maybe next time she would succeed.

Ty Lee smiled as if she hadn’t noticed. “Like I said, don’t worry about it. Now, can you wind me up? I’m kind of at the end of my rope.”

Mai nodded as Ty Lee came forward and lifted up her braid. Deftly, Mai unbuttoned the little flap on Ty Lee’s jacket and pressed the key into the warm, living skin between her shoulder blades and turned. A shudder ran through Ty Lee’s body, her limbs curling tight into her body as if she really were made of the gears and springs she so skillfully manipulated. Her head bowed, and her braid flicked Mai’s arm, and when Mai was done, Ty Lee waited for her to button up her jacket flap before planting a quick peck on Mai’s cheek and darting away down toward her favorite workshop. Ty Lee was the greatest clockwork inventor in the world, and if she needed to pretend she was one of her own inventions sometimes, who was Mai to argue?

Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar: the Last Airbender. If I did, I would never have time for my quest to write the Great American Novel.

Summary: Toph has always had people trying to help her and hold her back. Or, the story of a little girl in a great big household.

Author's Note: Written for Bonpri in the trickortreatex Halloween Exchange.


( On the Wings of a Boar )

Written for the comment_fic prompt: "Aang, passing on the noble art of fruit pies"


( The Fruits of his Labors )