#sokkla fanfiction

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guys I need your help, I was reading this sokkla (Sokka/Azula) fanfiction where Iroh was the firelord, he despised Azula so he sent her to marry Sokka in the Southern Water Tribe and now I can’t find it anymore T.T I’ve literally been searching for so long, if you have any idea what i’m talking about please send me the link i’m literally begging (it was such a good story)

EDIT: GUYS YOU CAN FIND THE LINK IN THE COMMENTS!! check it out is sooo good

[blueleopard555]

Happy 1000 hits?

First time getting a fic get over 1000 hits on Ao3! It... isn't that good so I don't really know why it got so much attention especially after all these months. Here to a thousand more? I really need to go fix it. So many errors, missing words, etc. It's a happy little sokkla fic with lots of fluff. For those who want to read it: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44468584

(I hope this link works) (Edit: It is not a hyperlink... *sad face*) (Edit: I think I found a work around?)

[blueleopard555]

Excited to join this time around!

Sokkla Saturdays 2023: October 7th to November 25th

Our poll is officially closed! The winning and assigned prompts of this event will be as follows:

October 7th: Water // Azula escapes the asylum and Sokka hides her from Zuko's search parties

October 14th: Spring // Azula joins Team Avatar

October 21st: Earth // Sokka overhears the Ember Island Players' audience saying that Sokka and Azula should have ended up together

October 28th: Summer // Azula gets lost in the South Pole and ends up becoming a prisoner of the Southern Water Tribe

November 4th: Fire // Azula is dragged into a redemption arc in the Boiling Rock

November 11th: Fall // Sokka finds out about the inhumane conditions in the asylum, helps Azula escape and recover

November 18th: Air // Azula protects Sokka from Hakoda because she doesn't know how fathers are supposed to be/that Hakoda won't hurt Sokka

November 25th: Winter // Free Day

With all dates and prompts assigned, let’s get ready for Sokkla Saturdays!

Feel free to integrate both prompts in one entry, should you wish to, or to create a full-scale fic based on a single prompt, should that strike your inspiration better. We aim to be flexible, and whatever stirs your creativity best will always be welcome.

Please, tag #sokkla saturdays 2023 and/or #sokklasaturdays within the first five tags of your entry. Feel free to message us with links to your entries if we miss them, as some content might not show up even when adequately tagged in Tumblr’s search system. Make sure to tag your entries appropriately if they contain mature content of any nature. We encourage all participants and members of the community to be cordial to others. Please observe this fundamental and critical courtesy so as to create a positive environment for this event.

See you on Sokkla Saturdays!

[bellatrixobsessed1]

The Councilman's Wife

Late Sokkla Saturday fic for the Neptune prompt. Decided to try something different and write exactly 100 words per paragraph.

Summary: Azula's life doesn't match the life that she dreamed of having.

She used to be a morning person but lately nights are kinder to her than daylight. Nights bring her dreams, pretty little illusions. In her dreams she is everything that she wants to be. She is powerful, pretty, perfect. She is the fire lord and her hair is always in perfect condition. Her nails are always well groomed. All of those years she had put into her bending, all of that work. It amounts to something. In her dreams she has reached her fullest potential. She longs for nothing because she has everything. 

Power. Pride. Parise. Talent. Riches. Friends. Love. 

But morning always comes and Azula always wakes up. She used to try not to, because in her waking moments she is the worst of herself. She is living a nightmare. Her worst nightmare where she is sloppy, bedraggled, and lazy. A disappointment, a failure. Father won’t look at her when she visits him in prison. It never quite settles in that he has no right to judge her from such a low place. She yearns for escape. Wants to return to bed. Because when she is awake and ‘living’ her life, she has nothing.

Weak. Disheveled. Useless. Friendless. Hated.

Azula realizes one morning that just because the sun is up, doesn’t mean that she has to be. She can’t imagine that anyone will miss seeing her face at breakfast, especially on days where she couldn’t be bothered to hide the bags under her eyes with makeup. On the days when her clothes look extra wrinkled and frumpy. They probably laugh when she is gone. They are probably relived when she isn’t there to soil the mood. She wishes that she didn't care so much. That she didn’t lay in be crying about it.

Lonely. Disgraced. Lost. Confused. Hopeless. Forgotten.

They do notice her absence. They notice it rather promptly. She had never noticed all of those little ways that they have been trying to help her. They don’t know how to do it. She doesn’t blame them. She doesn't know how to help herself. Just being around them makes her sad. With all of their medals and titles. They remind her of just how far behind she has fallen. That’s why they send Sokka to her. He says that he knows the feeling. He tells her that as a nonbender he always felt inadequate.

Surrounded. Scared. Directionless. Insecure. Remembered

It takes him some time but he manages to coax her out of her bedroom. She tells him that it isn’t the same as being so far ahead only to amount to nothing. He informs her that she isn’t nothing. She is simply becoming something else. Someone new. He is adamant that her intelligence is better placed elsewhere. She is innovative and she thinks differently than most people. That the world that they are trying to create needs a unique mind to work through unique challenges. Her ideas and intellect will give her a new legacy.

Welcomed. Nervous. Changed. Confident. 

She hadn’t believed him. Not even slightly. Every time she tried a new failed endeavor her self-worth diminished. Her confidence reached a new low. She used to be good at bending and amazing with politics. Now she is good for nothing. She doesn’t just want to be the councilman's wife. She expected more from herself. And then Zuko introduces her to the Sun Warriors. And now she has a dragon. And a purpose. Shaping the new world hadn’t been her calling. Preserving old traditions and protecting dragons is. One day they will fill the sky again.

Mended. Healed. Cherished. Loved.

[purple-astronaut]

I just had the most amazing idea 💡

Kiyi: Sokka and azula sitting in tree

Azula: Kiyi...

Kiyi: K. I. S. S. I. N. G.

Azula: kiyi, knock it off

Kiyi: First comes love

Zuko: laughing

Sokka: blushing and laughing

Azula: kiyi, I said stop

Kiyi: Then comes marriage

Azula: KIYI

Kiyi: Next comes a baby in a baby carriage

Azula: I'm going to kill you

Azula chases kiyi until Ursa stops her

[tubendo]

Chapter 45 of The Return is out!

The conflict in Ba Sing Se continues to escalate, and our heroes struggle each step of the way. The Dai Li's grasp might be weakening, but they know just as much about their enemies as their enemies do about them. Wants and desires are naught in the face of a faceless mass that will destroy or corrupt everything in it's path.

On a more meta note, this bit of acknowledgement made my day. As you might have realised from my previous post, I am a big fan of seraryminamoto's work. Also thanks to everyone who supports my work and provides feedback, it helps drive me to continue this years-long project.

[a-mx-writer]

It just occured to me: my first ATLA fic was my first time writing a straight ship (Azula x Sokka, or "Sokkla"), and now my second ATLA fic is my first time writing femslash (Azula x Katara, or "Azutara").

Lots of firsts with my Avatar fics xD

[andrewmena]

Meme basado en una escena del fanfic "Taming the wildfire" de emilew

Link:

[rotfalter]

I need a fic!

I want to read AU where Sokka is a waterbender 💦

If you know some fics like that, please share! Pairings don’t matter!

[azulas-daddy-kink]

I find it a violation of my most basic human rights that there's only one Sokkla fic written by you that I can read. You need to fix this.

I wasn't sure about writing more. It's so different from what I usually write, and the reception was pretty lackluster for such a popular ship... for you though, I will definitely consider it!

Maybe I'll do a poll again to gauge interest. That's actually how that Sokkla one-shot came to be, people chose the ship over more Ozula or Zhaozula content, and Zucest.

[ilikepjo24]

You’re the one who submitted the prompts with the Ember Island Players for Sokkla Saturdays, right? I just need to say you’re a genius! I had a similar idea, but didn’t submit it, cause didn’t know how to fit it in a small prompt. Too specific. It went like this: the Gaang goes to a new EIP show post-war (now aware that they’re terrible, but nothing can be worst than The Boy in The Iceberg, right?) and the play misinterprets Sokka and Azula’s relationship and depicts it in a romantic light, like they did with Zuko and Katara before. Of course both Sokka and Azula are in the audience completely scandalized.

Thank you so much! I'm actually really proud of that idea, and I'm very glad it got picked. And your idea is similarly a genius one! It's a shame you weren't able to enter it, but hey, at least you'll get something similar!

[blueleopard555]

Sokkla Swan Princess AU

Reblogged a post earlier today by azulaag-chakras that got me thinking.

1. Takes place after the war. They run into a spirit that they *slightly* anger after Sokka gets a verbal lashing from Azula and later Katara at a ball. Truly, that is the best scene of the movie. Who knows, maybe the spirit was angry because they were arguing about Sokka's choice of words

2. Azula doesn't know how to be a turtle duck. It starts with small things like Sokka CARRYING HER because she can't walk properly yet. *Chef kiss*

3. Eventually, she learns to adore being held by Sokka. Imagine this small turtle duck sleeping in his lap!!

[ly0nstea]

I posted a GoT inspired Sokkla one-shot

[bellatrixobsessed1]

Sokkla Saturdays: Earth & Mars

Summary: combining last weeks and this weeks prompts - Azula often finds herself blurring the line between love and hate.

Hunger.

Love.

In a way they are the same emotion.

She has never felt things in the ways that people tell her she should. 

Slash!

Blast!

The fire reflects on his blade before it deflects.

He charges at her as she charges at him.

Resentment.

Desire.

These can also sometimes become one and the same. 

Sometimes she doesn’t know where one ends and the other begins.

Clang!

Sizzle!

It is a bizarre love language.

Sokka doesn’t realize that he is fluid in it.

“Idiot!”

“Heartless!”

One word and he looks as though she has burned him physically.

Somehow that hurts more than the slash on her cheek.

Crash!

Explode!

His sword misses its mark and he lands belly down.

Her fire blasts a crater just shy of where he has landed.

“Weak!”

“Cruel!”

He says that he isn’t weak but rather that he is facing someone ludicrously powerful.

She says that if she were that he would be a pile of bones and ashes right now.

Offense.

Spite.

One leads to the other.

Her mind finds clarity in spite and in clarity she offense has no worth.

Punch!

Slap!

He clutches his stomach and goes down on his knees. 

She wishes that he would punch her like he punches Zuko.

“Why?”

“Because.”

He needs to stop asking stupid questions.

They are at war and she has a job to do.

Swipe!

Jab!

It is almost over for him. 

He never had a chance.

“Pathetic!”

“Evil.”

He says that she wouldn’t think so if she knew what it was like to start from the bottom.

She is not! she swears it.

Guilt

Pride

She often feels these at the same time.

She hates that he takes her moment from her with that sad sad sorry expression.

Leap!

Shove!

She should have known that he had more fight in him.

She shouldn’t be amused in the slightest but she is.

“Interesting.”

“Beautiful.”

She should have kept her thoughts to herself.

She shouldn’t have closed their proximity so much. 

Inhale.

Exhale. 

He smells like brine and she smells like smoke. 

They smell strangely nice together. 

Hate.

Love.

There is a line between the two and she thinks that she constantly crosses it.

She is crossing it again

[purple-astronaut]

Why is the atla Fandom so toxic? Hating on a ship doesn't do anything.... and it's all fictional.... People don't stop shipping because you don't like it.

[tubendo]

The Return Chapter 44 is out!

Trust me, if you've thought things have been running smoothly for our protagonists so far... well, you're in for a change of pace this chapter. Limits are pushed, and everyone takes defeat in their own way. Some more productive, some more destructive. You can guess who does what.

On a more meta note, I apologise for how long this chapter took to edit, as it was 'finished' almost a month ago. I have not really had the time spare to do so these past few weeks due university, although I have still been writing consistently. Good news is I have almost finished writing the next chapter (<1k words left of the last scene). Within a week, Chapter 45 will grace your screens!