Little Kya discovers Aang’s remnants from the time Katara helped him defeat death.
Summary: Zuko visits Republic City on business, and after it is finished, he spends some time on Air Temple Island with his old friends.
Note: Aang, Katara, Sokka, and Toph are present in this. I may continue this, though it can easily stand as a oneshot/drabble thing. It’s basically a fluff fic right now. Also Katara and Aang are married, it’s set in canon-universe. The Zukaang is a close friendship.
The air was thick and balmy in the Fire Nation this time of year; for that, Fire Lord Zuko was more than grateful for the cool bay breeze that made itself a staple on Air Temple Island. He sat back in an airy room, enjoying the view of Republic City in the distance.
"Though, really, what rooms aren’t airy here. Air Temple Island…” Zuko breathed out a soft chuckle and finished the last of his tea that Katara had made for the visit. It was nearly like how Uncle Iroh’s had been. Nearly. But not quite.
He scarcely heard Aang’s footsteps, but soon the Avatar was sitting beside him again, resting his head on the Fire Lord’s shoulder.
"I’m getting old, Zuko… couldn’t hear what you were laughing about."
Note: This is the first time I have ever finished my kataang week prompts. Though it was hard to get through all of them, I must say I’m extremely proud of a given few. Just as a short disclaimer, I want to clarify that I don’t own the characters present in my drabbles and that they are all the property of Bryke/Nick. Happy reading!
Day 1-(Secrets)/Day 2-(Comfort): The Odds (T+)
Day 3-(Rainy Days): The Fort (T)
Day 4-(Storm): The Storm (K+)
Day 5-(Midnight): The Trial (K+)
Day 6-(Nightmare): The Nightmare (K+)
Day 7-(Safe): The Nonbender (K+)
I feel like I’ve been drifting apart from everyone.
30 days of korra ▹ character you are most like
Prompt: Safe (Day 7)
Word Count: 1,900+
Summary: "It’s just not a fair fight."
Word Count: 1,380
Summary: “Her shoulders shot to her ears, her neck suddenly hot”
“Your turn, Katara! Tell us a secret!” Suki piped up from the opposite side of the campfire.
"The way he brushed loose strands of hair from her face, the way he cradled her face in his hands and stunned her with that gaze of his, the gestures, the little things he did, they spoke volumes and drove her as crazy as any of his kisses did."
Word Count: 1,128
The all-too familiar cry of their daughter startled both parents out of their slumber. As Katara stirred, Aang shifted from his position and bent closer to his half-asleep wife. “I’ve got it. You need your rest,” he whispered, readjusting the blanket over Katara as he got up from the bed.
WishI could, but I have plans sorry!
we are no longer friends.
I’m sorry! we should be friends again. I will buy you some rum, will that make it better?
I don’t ever want to drink rum again :|
Word Count: 900+
A/N: I can’t wait to stop writing these prompts so that I can give you guys something at least a little better quality than this. Tried out a new style of writing, didn’t really like it though.
Summary: "Sometimes I have to make sure it’s still there, too."