#atla writings

[missbassingwaithe]

”glad it was you.”

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You were practically bent in half for the boy, hands against a tree to support yourself, trying to stay quiet as to not wake the others only 20 feet away from the area you had decided to use to give into your impulses. But the ways his length was opening you up in ways you didn't even know were possible was just oh, so *delicious*... A string of whispered curses and a moan of his name fell out of your mouth, just quiet enough for him to hear. "..ahh! Sokka..." You can feel his upper half lean down to you so he can listen, somehow still keeping his pace all the while... "Yes Y/N?", he answered. "...mm, nothing... You just feel so good...". You managed to whisper back, turning your head to nuzzle your face against his. God this was a phenomenal feeling, finally fucking him after all those traveling days with lingering touches and sneakily hidden kisses, hugs that lasted longer than they should've. Your right hand reached back to grab his hair, pulling his upper half closer to kiss him, the kiss is something that feels like a dream, something wondrous finally happening to you after months of hoping, praying, begging for it, when it breaks, you feel satiated. You can feel his hands on your upper hips grip you harder, though keeping his slow pace of thrusting into your dripping, throbbing, and achingly aroused heat. You can feel yourself getting closer and closer to climax, and you can feel him getting closer and closer as well, his thrusts becoming erratic, jerky, and rougher. His hand reaches down and begins to rub your clit, the movement almost causes you to cry out in pleasure, but you hold it in, you bite your lip in an effort to stay quiet enough to not wake the other members of camp and have them go investigate only to find their newest recruit, and their water tribe boy going at it like a pair of rabbits. You can start to feel as though your legs are gonna fail you, yet you persevere and just grip the tree tighter. Sokka groans lowly and you hurry to shush him so he doesn't wake the camp. You can feel your walls start to flutter in anticipation of the orgasm to come, his controlled pace ever more erratic at the feeling of your velvety smooth heat clamping around him, and then you feel the painful pleasure of your orgasm finally taking over your body, your mind. You feel like if you breath it'll all stop, so you wait, you wait until you can feel him pull out to restart the world, your legs shake as you stand to your full height, all you can think about is how good sleep sounds right now, but you both clean up first, walking with him to the small stream by the campsite, you rinse off and then dry, putting your clothes back on when finished. As you walk back to the campsite, you give sokka a hug, burying your face in the crook of his neck. Just before you go to lay down, the words "im glad it was you." make it out of your mouth. "Im glad it was you too, Y/N..." He said, just before crawling in his sleeping bag. For the first time in a long time, you go to bed actually happy.

[the-overanalyst]

it's always so fascinating and heartbreaking when a character in a story is simultaneously idolized and abused. a chosen prophet destined for martyrdom. a child prodigy forced to grow up too fast. a powerful warrior raised as nothing but a weapon. there's just something so uniquely messed up about singing someone's praises whilst destroying them.

[chiptrillino-art]

something stranger and more wonderful

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my art for @faux-fires (ao3 Link) fic "something stranger and more wonderful"

beta red by @ranilla-bean (ao3 Link) for this years @zukkabigbang2024 event. its truly a beautiful fic. Keeping you on your toes while reading. making you worry about sokka exposed to the whims of nature and zuko, all alone.

big thank you to reikah and rana for all the handholding during this project! And stoping me form overthinking details.

[demaparbat-hp]

The Perfect Prince

[crispyliza]

I've got you all figured out fanartists

[hofudlaus]

also posting these two on their own :-) based on This post by @outpastthemoat

[short-wooloo]

I feel like people miss the point of the "war is bad" message

What it's supposed to mean is that war is terrible, it's destructive, it ruins lives, it leaves scars, and you should only partake in it when there are no other options, because even if you win, even if you survive, you will not be the same, which is why the phrase used to be more commonly known as "war is hell"

But "war is bad" seems to have been construed by people in fandom into "any fighting is bad, if you fight you're morally terrible and impure, you should not fight at all, no matter what", this is annoying in fandom, as it often misses the point fiction is trying to make, but what's worrisome is when people apply this to real life, as I have seen people do regarding russia's invasion of Ukraine

And that's almost never the point of "War is Bad" works

Works like Lord of the Rings, Avatar The Last Airbender, Transformers, The Clone Wars, Halo (especially Reach), etc all have themes on how horrible war is, but they categorically do not say it is wrong to fight, what they say is usually along the lines of "war is terrible, and what makes it so terrible is that we have no choice but to fight, it would be ideal if we didn't have to fight at all, but we must fight, because not fighting is not an option, because not fighting, not opposing tyranny, conquest, and evil only allows those things to exist unimpeded"

[miiyas]

i think at night sukuna likes to kiss the bare part of your ring finger each time before you two fall alseep and youre not quite sure why but it became such a habit of his you dont even question it and cant sleep properly without it. so, on rare nights when sukuna somehow doesn't kiss your left ring finger, you gently nudge his lip with the back of your hand with a pout that shines through the bedroom's darkness.

"what ?" his voice is gruff and slurred, obviously annoyed at your sudden gesture.

"you forgot .."

"forget what ? you know better than to say that i forget."

"ryo, you forgot."

oh.

with how whiny you've gotten, sukuna came to realize the missing kiss on your finger, clicking his tongue before shuffling closer to you, the blanket still draping over your shoulders gently. there's a gentle grin on his lips and you know he loves this routine as much as you do.

"you're so annoying, y'know that ? makin' me do more work just to keep you from throwing a tantrum." despite his words, his bigger hands gently lift yours up to his lips, placing his unusually gentle kiss on the base of your finger. just then, and only then, does your heart, mind, and soul feel at peace.

you mumble a gentle 'good night' with a lovesick grin puffing your cheeks, and sukuna is sure to keep up his play. after all, as long as you get a good nights rest, he wont have a headache the next morning, right ?

[dianadeadwing]

Dallas Liu is an amazing Zuko.

Like perfect vibes. He’s angry, he’s whiny, his voice cracks, he drew rage art of Aang and hung it on his wall right after meeting him, he disguised himself by wrapping a scarf over his eye, some random woman beat him up…

I’ve only seen three episodes and he’s perfect.

[melzula]

zuko confiding in sokka to be his wingman to try to get together with you?

a/n: sokka sharing his back bending skills with zuko we love to see it. also this takes place post-war

summary: Zuko isn’t sure how to tell you he likes you, so he looks to Sokka for guidance

Zuko watches longingly from across the room as you dance with Katara and enjoy the night’s festivities. Your eyes sparkle with joy and your smile is so infectious it has everyone around you beaming. Everyone seems to want your attention, and so he hadn’t been able to speak to you much since the party began, but he desperately wants to be near you.

“You know you look like a total creep when you stand in the corner and stare, right?” Sokka notes, interrupting Zuko’s sulking.

“I’m not staring!” The Fire Lord says defensively, but he knows he’s not fooling anyone.

“Come on, buddy, it’s a party! Lighten up! Go mingle!”

“I don’t want to mingle,” Zuko grumbles indignantly, “I just want to talk to y/n.”

“Then go talk to her!” Sokka encourages as if it’s the most easiest thing in the world. “It’s not like you haven’t talked to her before. She’s our friend!”

“I know that,” the boy bites irritably. Deflating, he sighs, “But it’s different this time.”

“What do you mean?” Sokka says, his demeanor morphing into that of a more serious tone.

“I… I think I have feelings for her.”

“You what?!” Sokka exclaims, earning a few puzzled stares from nearby partygoers. Zuko sends his friend a harsh look and urges him to be quiet.

“I know, I know. What am I thinking? She’s perfect, she’d never go for someone like me,” he admits in quiet defeat. “It’s stupid of me to feel this way.”

“What? No way, that’s not true,” his friend insists encouragingly. “You’re a great guy! You just need to work on your romance game.”

“My what?” Zuko retorts skeptically.

“Your romance game! Look, if you want y/n to like you then you have to work your charm.”

“I don’t have any charm to work.”

“Sure you do, it’s easy! Take it from your old buddy Sokka, the ladies love me. Just follow my advice and by the end of the night y/n will be dying for you to ask her out!”

Zuko is skeptical of his friend’s words and hesitant to take Sokka’s offer of help, but he knows he’s hopeless on his own and there aren’t many other options. With a relenting sigh, Zuko gives his friend an agreeing nod.

“What should I do first?”

“Just follow my lead,” the boy says with a wink before loudly calling you and his sister over. Zuko does his best to mask his embarrassment and puts on his best attempt of a smile as you and Katara saunter over arm-in-arm.

“Hi, guys!” You greet cheerily. “King Kue really knows how to throw a party, doesn’t he?”

“He sure does! Say, that’s a really nice dress,” Sokka compliments before harshly elbowing Zuko’s side. “Don’t you agree, Zuko?”

“Uh, yes, it is,” he stammers nervously, his face immediately turning red. “You look very beautiful.”

“Thank you,” you reply with a bashful smile. “You don’t think it’s too much?”

“Not at all,” he says earnestly. “You could never be too much.”

“You know, y/n, Zuko here was just telling me how much he wants to dance,” your friend informs you much to the Fire Lord’s dismay.

“What?! That’s not-“

“Oh, well, would you like to dance with me, Zuko?” You ask with a careful smile, delicately holding your hand out for him to take. His protests immediately die in his throat as he takes in your gentle features, the world almost seeming to come to a halt as he focuses on you before him. Your beauty almost physically pains him, and he wished he knew how to tell you this without coming off like a total creep.

Zuko hesitates before taking your hand, knowing that whatever happens next could alter your friendship forever, but the idea of physical touch is almost too tempting, and so he gently grabs hold of your hand and guides you back to the dance floor.

The musicians play a melody of traditional Earth Kingdom waltzes, and despite knowing nothing about dancing Zuko does his best to match your pace. His hands are suffocatingly warm against your skin, but you never once complain. You say nothing when he steps on your toes repeatedly or gets caught on your dress, and in spite of how awkward you both look compared to the other couples on the floor you seem to be having the most fun out of them all.

“You’re doing wonderful,” you encourage, giggling when he missteps and nearly trips over his own feet.

“I’m awful at this,” he argues exasperatedly. “I’m sorry you got stuck with such a lousy dance partner.”

“I don’t care about how good you can dance. I’m just happy you’re dancing with me,” you admit, looking away bashfully to hide your smile. “I haven’t really been able to speak to you much tonight, so I appreciate being with you now.”

Over your shoulder, Zuko spots Sokka from across the way. The water tribe boy waves his arms frantically and gestures for Zuko to make his move. The Fire Lord simply scowls before swallowing down his nerves and looking back to you.

“Y/n,” he calls faintly, gently guiding your face to look back up at him. “I’ve been wanting to talk to you all night, but it’s been hard. You’re so full of life, you draw people in with just your smile, and so I didn’t think I’d get the chance to finally be alone with you and tell you that- well, that I have feelings for you. I want to be the one that makes you smile, the one that dances with you at every party.”

“Zuko,” you murmur softly, taken aback by his confession. He takes your surprise as rejection and looks down with a dejected smile.

“I know, we’re friends. It’s strange of me to think we could be more, but I just needed to tell you.”

“No, that’s not it,” you quickly correct him, “I-I’m just surprised because I didn’t think you felt the same way I did.”

"You mean… you like me back?” Zuko asks in disbelief.

“Of course I do! What’s not to like?” You tease with a smile. “All night I was hoping you’d come up to me, and even though Katara said I should be the one to make the first move I was too scared to try. I’m glad you told me because I feel the same.”

You feel as if your heart could burst when he carefully tilts your chin up to meet your lips in a kiss. Ever since he joined your group you’d wanted nothing more than for him to see you as you saw him, and after months of what you thought was one-sided pining it seems Zuko has felt the same way about you all along. It took some time for things to come out in the open, but now that they are you couldn’t be any happier.

And unbeknownst to either of you, Katara and Sokka share high-fives behind your back in celebration of their successful plan.

| zuko tags: @ilovespideyyy @yiyibetch @eridanuswave @lammello @a-monsters-love @taeeemin @livelaughlovekuni @lovialy

| atla tags: @sirkekselord @niktwazny303

[firelilysky]

Zukka Week Day Five: Zuko Joins the Gaang Early | Gay/Bi Awakening

[faux-fires]

Something Stranger and More Wonderful

Until the day Sokka died, he knew he'd remember the cool gaze of the leopard-caribou as she looked upon him in his bank of snow. It hadn't been a malicious look, just a calculating one. She needed a meal, and she cared no more whether or not he was afraid than he’d cared whether the seal his father brought back from the beach in spring had felt fear before it died. The stranger in the water had eyes like that now. Sokka finds himself shipwrecked, stranded with no way home. When an impossible predator shows up to take advantage of an easy meal, Sokka must use all his wits to keep him distracted… and survive long enough to get back home for his sister's wedding.

Chapter 1 of 8 | Alternate Universe: Mermaids | Meat Cute | Rating: M (eventually E) | Further warnings in AO3 tags

Super excited to reveal my team's project for @zukkabigbang2024!!! With multiple gorgeous pieces by by @chiptrillino and betareading performed by @ranilla-bean (who boldly went to war against my adverbs), and a special shout-out to @ash-and-starlight for cheerleading services - it really took a village for this one, I hope you enjoy!

[corwynnasmith]

Random writing prompt I want to read:

Fire hazard siblings Zuko and Azula getting along and Zuko has One Brain Cell and Azula has Two but they have to work together to overthrow their father because neither of them wants the other one to die.

KEY POINT: Neither of them have talked about it and neither is willing to admit either of them wants to overthrow their father so they just keep strategically "messing up" and being weirdly cool with the other one also fucking up constantly. Outsider POVs don't know what to think lmfao

[chiptrillino-art]

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just some kuruk tests

[demaparbat-hp]

Imperfect Canvass

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It's easy to forget, there, in Caldera. So they do everything in their power to remember. . The Blue Spirit and the Painted Ghost meet in the city each night, two souls in eternal search for repentance. Katara tries to find a way to kill the war, whatever it takes. Zuko, the Perfect Prince, offers her the only pieces of him that remain.

[crimson-constellations]

atla modern au where suki & zuko are life guards for the summer and sokka just keeps drowning