Don't you dare forget the sun AU
[Sharing sake during the End of the War celebration]
Ozai: How exactly did you meet Zuko?
Hakoda: He and my son broke me out of a high max Fire Nation prison by starting a riot.
Ozai, not phased in the slightest: That sounds like him.
Hakoda: How did you meet Katara?
Ozai: We hired some pirates to capture her for information and she threatened to wave my decapitated head in front of my weeping mother.
Hakoda, laughing: Yeah that sounds like her.
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don’t you dare forget the sun // get scared
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SOMEBODY TELL MY SISTER TO STOP!!! My mom said I'll get in trouble if I don't let her tho...
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Cold white walls
Keep you from your panic
You just wanna stab again
I can't believe its half this hard
You can dig so deep for scars
You never knew your mind was dark
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— @chaoslulled / plotted.
The past just can't seem to let him go. When Suguru was informed of a new initiate into his 'religious group', he'd expected the usual formal affair. Donning their robes to pledge their allegiance to him and his cause, giving him their blood to show their dedication - the same played-out scenario he'd gone through what felt like a million times at this point. He couldn't care less, honestly, he had better things to do - he'd been shockingly busy since he'd died and been turned into a vampire, building up his following and trying to create a world where the undead could live without the fear of being hunted - but he put on a serious face anyways, pulling his own hood over his head as he made his way to the candlelit room where the ceremony would take place. Just another night like any another...
He's quickly shown just how wrong he is about that.
There's an odd feeling in his gut when the new initiate is brought into the room by several other cult members, something undeniably familiar about the hooded figure before him, the height, the way they walked, their posture - the name sat stubbornly on the tip of his tongue as he stared, gaze intense as he tried to figure out just why he was getting such strong déjà vu. That voice, it almost sounded like... But it couldn't be, right? There must be some other explanation...
"... Satoru?"
All bets are off as soon as the others hood is dropped to reveal Satoru's face, the shock in his voice giving him away instantly. A whirlwind of emotions cuts through him - Satoru. His best friend. The one he'd fought side-by-side with for so many years back when he was still a vampire hunter... He didn't think he would ever see him again, the weight of how much he'd missed him hitting him all at once. He wants to be relieved, happy, wants to embrace his friend - but he was a vampire, and Satoru was a vampire hunter. There was only one way this encounter could possibly end. Someone's blood had to be shed. Higher thinking screams for him to have the cultists restrain him, do something to stop the other from reaching for a stake, silver, holy water, anything - but the shock leaves him frozen like a deer in headlights, only moving to pull down his own hood and reveal his wide-eyed expression, his usual composure decimated by their unexpected reunion.
"What are you doing here...?"
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@sumiiregarii's Asuka wished upon a Shooting Star!
"See what I'm hearin' is a lot of talk but let's see that walk."
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Well, I know you lay in bed
Contemplating your own death
Well, just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun, love
You look down on me, so casually,
In everything I know.
You look down on me, but not right on me.
Did I wreck this broken home?
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Well, I know you're laying back
Contemplating your own death
Well, just look at what you've done
Don't you dare forget the sun
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