#you get to punch him a few times sokka don'T worry i feel you

[chiptrillino]

I desperately need to know more about the Tooth AU

i think i have to come out and be honest here and admit that the tooth part is just an subplot in between and mainly its an whole au about sokka still following his father to war. (katara and gran gran none the wiser) and sokka is discovered hiding on the ship, when the Southern Water Tribe Fleet is restocking on kyoshi. and well... technically its not to late to turn back and drop sokka off back home and ground him for the next 10 years. but nope. now sokka with sweet fresh 12 years is on a warship. getting the oportunity to be with his tribe and grow to be a full warrior for the next three years. (don't worry sokka meets suki and she does more then just punch the sexism out of him.) (hakoda adopts his own son au? )

traveling the seas and staying in ports leads to cross path with the fire nation prince jerk that searches for the avatar. they obviously don't get along. even in neutral/mixed ports or grounds the boys can't help but constantly jab and antagonize each other till one day it comes to a brawl where sokka punches zuko in the face and a tooth gets lost. (zuko still wins though. sorry sokka you get later your chance)

and uh well... zukos tooth is found by bato and well they kind of keep it? as trophy? who can say they knocked the prince of the fire nation tooth out and has the proof!!! (that nobody believes, because it could be anyones tooth and the crew is not backing sokka up. TRAITORS ALL OF THEM!) (meanwhile zuko gets his golden one. and his crew wont stop with the pirate jokes. TRAITORS ALL OF THEM)

when i was talking with a friend about it i was always like "the only ship here involved are for transportation" but a few silly headcanons of drunk characters later leads to this sub plot of bato and jee kind of hitting it off behind the boys and their superiors back. sharing their love the wide blue sea and freeing feeling of sailing through her waves. sharing drinks ranting over their brats. jee losing it when he hears that sokka has the princes tooth now as necklace to not lose it. bato having fun pushing jee's buttons to get any reaction out of him (subtly wondering if this counts as bending). they both know they don't have much time to tiptoe around it, when they meet they have to go for it, who knows in what kind of circumstances they could meet the next time. they drink and make a toast to making the best of their time, share a bitter sweet good bye the next morning, hoping the memories last till their next encounter that could also be their last.

[readerghxst]

𝐋𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐥𝐞 || ATLA Fanfic

𝘓𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘦 [𝘓𝘈-𝘵𝘦𝘦-𝘣𝘦𝘸𝘭] (𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯): 𝘈 𝘩𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦; 𝘢 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵.

Art by @yunthesloth (Thanks sm Livie!!)

"𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐀!" Sokka yelled, running after her. Toph, Zuko and Aang glared daggers at Hui who was glancing at the trio knowing for a fact that he messed up big time.

The air was frigid and snow was peacefully falling. Sokka didn't have enough time to admire the sheer beauty of the Southern Tribe’s home. He was too busy covering the top of his face, looking through the snow for his younger sister. He kept yelling out her name, worried that she would be trapped in the coming snow storm that was predicted earlier.

He frowned, wondering where she would go, realising how little time he was spending with her. He couldn't even guess her whereabouts like he could have a few years ago. He decided to try a place they hadn't been to since they were kids.

A cave on the outskirts of their village. The sibling duo would often go there together and play with each other. They used to go a lot more often when their mom had just died. It allowed them both to think, get all their frustration out since they both faced the same issue.

Ever since their father left to fight, they'd been going less. Sokka felt it was his duty to help the village and Katara wanted to make sure her mother's sacrifice wasn't in vain, training as much as she could by herself. They seemed to spend less time together as siblings but rather, as associates with a duty to protect their home. Once they met Aang, they travelled the world for so long that they were rarely home and when they were, they were often going from house to house visiting their neighbours who had praises to provide them for a lifetime. This was the first time they were back in the cave after a long time.

He arrived at the cave, glancing at the entrance to see if she was there. He managed to hear muffled sobs and nodded his head. She was there. He walked in cautiously. It may have been her sister, but she didn't know it was him. One wrong move from him could lead to her acting irrationally.

“Katara?” he called. There was no response. Only more muffled sobs. He found her in what they used to refer to as her corner of the cave. There were various different waterbending scrolls lining the walls of the cave. As well as some of Katara's prized positions. Sokka noticed Aang’s handmade necklace up on the wall.

Katara was on the cave floor, curled up into a ball. Her older brother stood nearby, frozen on the spot, unsure whether to go closer or keep his distance. She didn’t notice his presence and he took this as a good sign, walking closer and eventually sitting down next to her. He said nothing but his next action surprised the both of them. He wrapped his hands around her and pulled her into a hug. Her sobs stopped briefly in surprise. They weren’t exactly known for being touchy-feely siblings but at this moment, neither of them seemed to care. All they were thinking about was how long it had been since they were able to be siblings and not work associates on a mission.

Katara pulled away from his grasp and gave him a small smile. “Thanks Sokka.” that was all she said but Sokka wasn't done yet. He got up and sat on a seat that was naturally made by the cave. He gestured for her to sit next to him, to which she followed. Katara was ready for any sort of excuse to distract herself and considering her idea was to curl up in a ball and cry till she couldn't anymore, she figured her brother couldn’t possibly have a worse idea.

“Let’s talk about feelings.”

Nope he had a far worse idea, so bad it was almost repulsive.

Sokka laughed. “You should've seen your face. I'm only joking sis. I'm not cruel.” Clearly her brother had a different way of looking at emotions and she punched his shoulder playfully.

“But in all honesty Katara, how are you feeling? I mean, you did really love him.”

She sighed. “I don't know how I feel, Sokka. Five minutes ago, I felt like the happiest person in the world but then...in five minutes...just five...my life just crashed.” She had changed her position to hug her knees close to her chest. Sokka frowned, he had a sliver of an idea on what she was feeling like but every break-up is different.

Katara looked up as a realisation hit her. “I'm here crying over a verbal breakup but your girlfriend…” She looked out the cave entrance where the moon was shining bright.

“In a way...it's like she's watching over me so it's not all that bad anymore. It was a little awkward at first with Suki though.” Sokka said with a small laugh. One that Katara couldn't help but replicate.

“I suppose so.” She said as her laughter died out.

“Hey, you don't even have to look at him when we get back or you know, you could severely hurt him but you can't live out of this cave sis.”

“Watch me.”

“Well I can't. The team needs you...I need you. You're the closest thing to a mother figure I've had in so long and you never stopped to rest. We all know that after this you're going to try and work away all your pain by giving yourself more tasks and more responsibilities but it's not going to help Katara. It seems like it will. But all you're doing is overworking and stressing even more than you were before. You're trying to be everyone's saviour but when will you let someone save you?”

Katara glanced up at him. In all honesty, she didn't know. She didn't know why she wanted to save the whole world but shy away when the same help is offered. Maybe..maybe she feared being weak. Once her mom died, the gears in her mind churned 24/7, making sure she rose up to sustain and help her family when they needed her most. She also knew she had a duty to fulfil. To be the last waterbender of the Southern Water Tribe. It was a role she knew she couldn't fail in because lives were lost in trying to find her. In trying to save her.

What happened next was impulse and shocked the siblings both yet again. Katara leaned forward and hugged her brother. While Sokka did sometimes give the young girl hugs, mainly sarcastically or just to annoy her, it was extremely rare for Katara to do the same unless really important. “Thank you Sokka. I know I don't say it enough but I really appreciate what you're trying to do to help me.” She mumbled to him and he smiled through the hug. Once they broke apart, he replied.

“Always Katara. Always. You've looked out for me, let me look out for you. A role I should've been doing from the very beginning.”

They got up and dusted off the snow, walking hand in hand back to the house. They didn't realise how much time had passed but the sun had already set on the ice plains. As they shut the door, they noticed that Hui was no longer in the same house.

“What happened?” Sokka asked the trio who looked evidently pleased with themselves.

“He hurt Katara, he was going to pay.” Toph replied with a shrug.

They ended up laughing it off and went back to a different conversation as the snowfall got heavier and eventually became a storm. Katara and Sokka sat by the window and smiled at each other before staring out. Only they knew what happened between them at the cave, and they intended to keep it that way. A sibling secret that they will forever cherish.

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This is a little oneshot I've been working on since..October I think? Either way, I just love writing sibling relationships and I feel like I haven't done any atla oneshots despite loving the show so much so here's a little tribute to that. I hope you guys enjoyed it. With all that said and done, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays with a very Happy New Year to you all <33

[livinghostly]

the way you said i love you

zuko x reader

not my gif!

words: 2660

request/summary: all the times zuko said he loved you, without actually saying it.

prompt: this post inspired me

warning: some angst, mostly fluff

a/n: this is my first time writing zuko and i'm kind of in love with him :') feedback is much appreciated

as a hello

"hello, zuko here." there was a slight smile on his face as he waved gently.

your breath caught in your throat and you found yourself taken aback, expecting anything but that. he greeted you with such familiarly, as if you were old friends reuniting. the way he reminded you of his name– as if you could ever forget the identity of the person who'd been hunting down you and your friends for nearly a year.

zuko didn't try to fight, he didn't prepare himself in a stance to even protect himself as your friends readied for an attack. he simply stood, as if he posed no threat.

he looked to you– the only one who hadn't brought your hands up and prepare whatever defense you had at your disposal. you were stunned, as you tried to analyze the firebender in front of you, until sokka nudged you with his elbow. only then, did you unsheathe the sword kept in the holster at your side.

"hey, i heard you guys flying around down there, so, i just thought i'd wait for you here."

and then, the strangest thing happened– appa licked him.

over a cup of tea

sweat beaded upon your forehead and fall to flow down the sides of your face as you writhed in the sheets of your bed. you weren't hot, you were freezing, but no amount of blankets could help you maintain any warmth. you bunched them around your shoulders and threw yourself on your side, looking for some comfort.

the blinds to your room were closed, creating a stuffy environment. they had been shut since that morning when you'd woken up feeling as if you'd been a victim of bloodbending, again. your muscles were tight and aching, it felt like a great weight on your limbs as you tried to move.

katara's healing didn't have the power to take away the fever or the strain, it wasn't a physical wound to be stitched back up. there wasn't much your friends could offer, besides leaving you alone to wallow in your own helplessness.

suddenly, the door opened. instinctively, your head turned towards the figure. he entered shyly, as if hiding behind the tray in his hands. you narrowed your eyes in curiosity, and propped yourself up against the wall. you moved to get off the bed, but his voice stopped you.

"don't get up." it was an order, but zuko's voice was soft.

he pulled up your desk chair next to your bed, his knees pressed against the soft fabric of your comforter. he laid the tray in his lap, a bowl and a cup, both full of tea, sitting on top.

"hey, zuko," you smiled.

"i, uh, i made your favorite," he offered, handing you the cup.

you took it gratefully, glancing inside the cup. the concoction was murky, with scattered bits of leaf left inside he apparently had paid no attention to. you grimaced, but it fell when you looked back up at him to see a hopeful grin on his face.

offering a tight smile, you brought the cup to your lips. you couldn't bring yourself to face his excited expression as you struggled to keep your composure. oh, spirits, it tasted much worse than it looked. as if it was mud, but acrid. it was hard to ignore the pungent smell as you brought it closer to your nose, tipping the cup as far up as you could to let the liquid run down your throat as quickly as possible.

"how does it taste?" zuko raised his eyebrows, clearly nervous as he found your expression unreadable. "is it okay?"

"yeah!" you said, a little too joyously. for a moment, you forgot how people reacted to good tea. you reminded yourself of iroh, but took it down a few notches. "it's– it's great, zuko."

"do you want any more?"

"i'm okay, actually," you squeaked, placing the cup down on his tray before he could try to insist.

zuko nodded, setting the tray on your desk before turning back to you. he was unsure of himself, what to say or how to react. he just wanted to be there, with you. his eyes lit up with a realization and, hesitantly, he brought the back of his hand to your forehead.

"what're you–"

"my mom used to do it when i got sick... i don't think your fever is going down, you're still warm."

he began to pull his hand away, but you stopped him by pulling at his wrist.

"actually, i'm freezing," you corrected. the longer he kept his hand against your skin, the better it felt. the contrast of his warm hand against the coolness you felt blanketing your body came as a relief. you placed his hand against your cheek, and for a moment, your eyes fluttered shut.

zuko's eyes widened, and he rubbed his thumb against your cheekbone experimentally. his touch was gentle, offering comfort in his warmth.

the moment between the two of you lasted a few seconds, and zuko leaned closer. but the sudden, obnoxious knocking on your bedroom door tore the two of you apart. he quickly ripped his hand away back to his side, and the two of you turned towards the entrance.

sokka pushed open the door with a careless expression, that quickly turned into a wide smirk as he observed the scene before him. he crossed his arms and leaned against the doorframe.

"zuko, aang's asking for you down on the training grounds. something about some jerkbending practice," he shrugged, ignoring zuko's glare that could burn through him, if he so desired.

zuko stood from his place and pushed your chair back into it's place, then picked up the tray. he cast a glance back towards you. "feel better y/n."

"thanks, zuko," you said softly, already missing the feeling of his hand against your cheek.

he left the room quietly, knocking his shoulder subtly against sokka's. the water tribe boy held back his yelp, and his eyes followed zuko as he disappeared around the corner.

"so..." his grin was smug. "how was the tea?"

"shut up, sokka," you grumbled, sliding back underneath the blankets.

"no, really! i narrowly avoided being the taste-tester, and that's a fate worse than death."

as an apology

watching zuko firebend had become part of your daily routine, his body moved so effortlessly as he trained, it was hard to tear your eyes away from. it started as passing through the day, taking a quick break to pause and look through the trees. but now, you happily took a break from your duties and watched– sometimes joining in for some sparring.

at first you thought he didn't notice, too focused on his bending and quite eager to ignore whatever nonsense was going on around the camp. but, then, he spoke up.

"are you going to stare the entire time?"

you fumbled the laundry basket in your hands, feeling your cheeks warm up.

he stopped his bending, turning to face you. a blush dusted his face as he scratched the back of his neck. "you can sit down– you know, if you want."

a few weeks passed and you couldn't bring yourself to drop the tradition, no matter how much katara begged for a girls day out or aang wanted someone to show his new tricks to. it was nice for you and zuko to be alone.

sometimes, when he would train, he would rant. talk to you about the things weighing down on his shoulders or insulting the very specific way sokka would get on his nerves.

you sat on the bench of the training grounds, your knees drawn up to your chest and your back against the armrest. you were knitting a sweater, once finished it would be for momo. you listened absentmindedly as he punched through the air, every few moments averting your gaze back to him.

a plume of smoke whizzed past your head and your eyes widened, looking up. "watch where you're aiming, zuko."

"sorry," he mumbled half-heartedly, catching the teasing tone in your voice. but he complied, turning his back to you as he continued to practice. "i'm trying to get used to this whole not-angry-bending thing."

"i think you're doing pretty well there, handsome."

the nickname slipped out before you could stop yourself, surprising both of you. your eyes widened and you stopped knitting immediately, snapping your gaze up to him.

the firebender spun around mid-flame, his shock disrupting his bending abilities. the fire whizzed out towards you like a crescent wave, swarming the air.

you had a split second of reaction time. fear washed over you, and you brought your arms up to protect your face, there wasn't anything else you could do. the fire singed your skin, your forearms and all the way to your hands.

"i'm sorry, y/n! i didn't mean to!" he apologized frantically, dropping his arms to his sides, the fire died with that. he made his way over, towering over you with worry. "i– i just lost control! i don't– i don't know why, i–"

your face was contorted in pain as you brought your arms to your chest, the friction against your clothes only making the sensation worse. "it's– okay, zuko," your voice was strained, and stood up. "i just have to get to katara."

though you brushed past him, he followed at your heel. "i'm sorry, y/n," he said again, ignoring how you dismissed him.

you found katara on the patio with aang, both concentrated on their poorly done game of pai sho (they made the rules up as they went). their attention was drawn to you when you skidded to a stop, zuko running into your back.

before you could even sputter it out, or katara could ask what was wrong, he spoke up.

"i– i was bending, and i lost control. i burned her– but i didn't mean to!" he fumbled with his hands, leaning forward as if pleading for them to believe him. "it was an accident!"

"it'll be okay, zuko. calm down," aang stood up, gently facing his palms outward as if zuko was a wild animal he was approaching. he needed to calm down. "katara can heal her."

you walked forward towards katara's open arms, she coaxed you towards the beach. you closed your eyes tightly and ducked your head to the floor, the pain is was excruciating. you didn't want them to see you cry, you didn't want zuko to feel more guilt than he already was.

"i'm so sorry."

stepping off the patio, you glanced over your shoulder. "it's not your fault, zuko."

aang tried to usher him inside the building, but his feet were stiff, as if he was stuck in concrete. he was hesitant to follow, his sad gaze following you as you reached the edge of the beach where katara could heal you. then, he left with aang.

"i've never seen him like that," katara whispered to you.

with no space left between us

the moon was full, and hung high amidst the deep blue hugging every inch of the sky. your eyebrows furrowed subconsciously as you glared up at the stars, lost in thought. the grass was itchy against your skin and the wind brought a cold sweep through your hair.

there was a campfire on the beach you'd pulled yourself away from not too long ago. in the distance, you could still hear sokka's painful singing as he danced around the flames with momo as his partner (after suki refused).

zuko was somewhere over there, fueling the fire and probably shooting the occasional flame at sokka's feet for his and toph's entertainment. you knew you were right when you heard sokka's squeal and then accuse him of sabotoge.

for a brief moment, your attention was drawn away from the sky and you looked over. your expression softened. zuko had a proud smile on his face, doing his best to keep it down. it alerted a fleet of unruly butterflies in your stomach, begging for you to return to your friends.

you wanted to sit beside zuko again but you couldn't, too busy mulling over how to handle whatever it was you felt for him.

he met your gaze, and you offered a soft smile in return. it didn't reach your eyes and faded when you looked back at the sky.

almost immediately, zuko got up from the log he was sitting on and made his way towards you. you wouldn't have realized, if toph hadn't called out: "where ya going, sparky?"

he settled in the grass next to you, mirroring the way you kept your hands clasped over your stomach. there was no room left between you, his arm pushed up against yours comfortably.

"uh..." zuko started out. "you can talk to me, you know that right? about your feelings?"

"yeah," you said, your voice quiet. but you didn't want to talk to him. in fact, you'd rather talk to azula about you were feeling, than him.

silence followed.

"so, why'd you walk away from the fire?"

"i just needed to think."

"about what?"

you turned to face him with a raised eyebrow, only to find him staring back at you. you blushed, but felt a smirk creep over your features.

he sighed, looking up again. "sorry."

zuko was content, laying there with you, looking as if he had not a single thing in the world to worry about. as if next to him, you didn't have a voice in the back of your head screeching for you to do something already.

but you just looked– your eyes followed his facial features and noticed how each time he blinked it was longer than the last, you wondered if he would really fall asleep next to you.

"the stars remind me of you."

you were caught off guard. "what?"

"the stars are... bright, they light up the sky. even when things are dark, and you can’t see clearly, they’re there to show you the way. they're beautiful, and create incredible constellations. i can't look away from them."

whatever you were going to say, died in your throat. you didn't know how to respond. he spoke so casually as if his words didn't light every one of your nerves on fire. the flurry in your stomach only became more extreme. it felt too good to be true, it couldn't be real. the boy you were laying with under the stars told you possibly the most romantic thing you ever heard.

you'd been staring for so long, you forgot you had yet to actually say anything.

zuko faced you, a worrisome expression clouding his features. "was that weird?"

"no!" you squeaked. unwilling to meet his eyes, you looked away. "no, it was really nice. i just didn't expect it, at all. no one's really ever said anything–"

he leaned on his side and placed a hand on your cheek, and feeling that you missed. he didn't give you much time to process as he directed your chin to face him again, and then he kissed you. it was desperate, but soft, not wanting you to pull away but not being demanding. you kissed back with surprise, raising your eyebrows. it lasted a few seconds before he pulled away.

"was that weird?" he pulled his eyebrows together.

"not at all," you smiled gently, sweeping a hand through his hair.

in the distance, toph made herself known. "hey, are you two done over there? you're giving my feet a headache!"

"isn't that a feet-ache?" sokka chimed in, followed by an instantaneous groan as a rock slammed against his head.

[thatsgay-writes]

Toph x Reader

Summary: You finally propose to Toph after trying and failing for a few months. You assist Aang with the Fire Lord and get injured, now it’s a rush against time to get you to Katara to be healed.

Warning: Light cursing?

(Everyone is aged up by 10 years and instead of the comet being at the end of summer, it was in 10 years. You are also an air bender, one managed to escape and married into a earth kingdom family undercover.)

Where did everything go wrong? Toph thought as she help your now mostly limp body in her hands. She wish she could see you just once. Toph felt a semi cold hand touch her face causing her to smile. "Hey you just have to hold on for a few more minutes, okay? We are almost to Katara and Zuko, Katara can heal you." Toph pulled you into her more, not wanting to let you go anytime soon. Toph felt you grab her hand and kiss the ring on her finger. She has only wore it for a week so far and it was already her most prized possession.

*Flashback Start*

"Sokka I don't know if I can do this!" "Come on y/n, you've been in love with Toph since you were kids. Hell before you both even joined our group! If she doesn't say yes than the spirit world isn't real. And I know for a fact that it is... And it has no bathrooms!" You shake your head with a smile at Sokka trying to cheer you up. "But we're still in the middle of a war! One that is ending in a week, whether we win or not." "Well would you rather risk losing and not proposing or just pray we win and then get the chance to propose." You sigh, knowing Sokka was right. "Okay I got this. I am going to walk right up to her, get on one knee... do I need to get on one knee? It's not like she can see see me." "I would do it just in case so she doesn't beat you up." You nod at Sokka, "Okay, I am going to march back into the party, walk up to her, pull her away from the party, confess my love to her, propose, and have a fiancé!" Sokka cheers at your new fond confidence. You and Sokka do your secret handshake before walking back into the party. "I got this."

You didn't have it. You had managed to get Toph away from the party and were a stuttering mess. When you finally calmed down and were ready to speak, the party got busted and you all had to run. You tried for a whole month and every time you were about to propose, you got interrupted. It was finally your last chance before everyone got super focused and ready for the upcoming battle. You and Toph were in your tent on the bed next to each other. Yo sit up suddenly and pull Toph into a sitting position next to you. "What are you doing?" "Something I have been trying to do for the past month." You say as you reach over to grab the ring out of your bag. You grab it and face Toph again. "Okay, Toph I--" You get cut off by Aang bursting into the room with Katara right behind him. "Toph I need to---" "I'm sorry I tried to stop---" Both of them talking over each other added to your growing frustration from all your other failed attempts to propose and you finally broke. "That is it!" Katara and Aang looked at you shocked at your outburst. Sokka also came over to the tent to see what was going on.

"I have been trying for the past month to do this! And every single time I get interrupted! But not this time!" You say and grab both of Toph's hand and pull her to stand up. "Toph I love you and I have since we were kids. I had this whole big speech planned out but after getting interrupted at least 10 times trying to do this, I am going to keep it short and sweet. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I know we're kind of young but you've been in my life for so long that I know we're ready for the next step. You are independent, brave, strong headed and the love of my life. Will you marry me?" Everyone was shook and Toph actually let a few tears slip. She punched you on the shoulder before pulling you into a hug, "Of course I'll marry you." You wore the biggest grin on your face for the rest of the day.

*Flashback End*

"I should have stayed with you. I should have helped you and Aang fight the fire lord." You shook your head slightly, making you dizzy. "No, your the only person in the world who can metal bend, Sokka and Suki needed your help taking out the balloons (Blimps? What are they called?)." You shivered a little and closed your eyes some. "Hey, no no no, you gotta keep your eyes open for me." "I'm just so tired..." Toph held you tighter and looked over to hang who was driving the bison. "Can Appa go any faster!?" She yelled over the wind. Aang turned around and noticed how pale you had got, he also noticed how your blood had started to drip on to the saddle. "Come on Appa, yip yip!" Aang said, forcing Appa to fly faster than ever before. Sokka, who was holding his broken arm, and Suki were sitting across from you and Toph, worry clear on their face. Suki moved over some and got your attention, "How about to help you stay awake, we talk about what you want in your wedding." Toph gave her a look of gratefulness before looking back down at you.

"Yeah no better time than the present." You smiled at the thought of marrying Toph. "We could have it under that tree you always like to go to." Toph said getting the conversation started. "But I am definitely not walking down the aisle though." You laughed. The conversation was good and light for a while but once you were almost there, everything got worse. "Yeah and then---" Toph's talking got cut off suddenly by you coughing. You turned your head to the side and coughed up blood. Toph also noticed that you had bled through the bandages wrapped around your wound. "Aang! Are we almost there!?" Toph was in complete panic now, you felt colder and you had started shaking. "We are here!" Aang jumped off of Appa and used his air bending to bring you over to Katara and Zuko. Katara saw Aang running up to them and smiled before seeing the fear on his face and your limp body floating in the air.

Katara shot up immediately and had Zuko direct Aang and Toph to a tub, while she had Suki help her get water to fill the tub. When Katara got to the bathroom, she had everyone except Toph clear out. Toph held your hand and "watched" as Katara started to heal her. After an hour so Toph was getting worried. "Is she better yet?" Katara lets out a sigh. "I've done what I can but..." "But what?" "I don't know if she'll be able to walk again." Toph squeezed your hand after hearing that.

*Time skip*

"Toph... Toph. Toph!" "Huh? What? I'm awake!" Toph practically jumped out of her seat at hearing you yell her name. You smiled at her reaction and grab her hand. "The water is cold and my fingers look like raisins and..." Toph got confused when you stopped talking. "Y/n?" "I... I... Can't..." Now Toph was worried, "You can't what?" "I can't feel my legs! Why can't I feel my legs!" You yelled, starting to freak out. Toph could feel your heart beat pick up and reached out for you to grab her other hand. 'Y/n stop! Take a deep breath. Okay? Everything will be okay, we'll work through this." You started calming down after hearing Toph's words. Everything would be alright... right?

*Time Skip*

"Ladies and Gentleman I present to you, Toph and Y/n Beifong!" All your friends cheered as you walked down the aisle holding Toph's hand. You were still paralyzed from the waist down, but Sokka had gotten together with Teo and made a contraption that allowed you to walk with little to no assistance and gave it to you as a early wedding gift. You and, shockingly, Toph both cried when they gave it to you a week before the wedding. Now you could actually stand when you and Toph did your first dance as a married couple. Toph rested her head your chest and giggled hearing your heart beat pick up. After dating for 10 years (y'all started dating at 15, got engaged at 22 and married at 25) she still managed to make you blush and act like a kid with a silly school crush. "I am so thankful that Sokka and Teo made these things for me." "I mean, I still would have married you either way." You nodded with a smile, "I know... We are probably the weirdest looking couple out here." Toph furrowed her eyebrows before "looking" up at you, "What do you mean?" "I mean a blind super powerful earth bender and a paralyzed and now bald air bender." Toph laughed at your words before rubbing the top of your head. "Yeah it's weird to feel your head now." "It's okay, I'm going to grow my hair back. I know how much you love it, especially when---" Toph punches you in the shoulder. "Really y/n? I thought I was the one in this relationship who made those types of remarks." You giggled before responding, "Well I can't just let you have all the fun now, can I?" Toph rolls her eyes and lays her head back on your chest. It's silent between you for a few beats before Toph speaks. "I can't wait to spend forever with you." You smile largely at her statement. "I can't wait to spend forever with you too."

[omnivorousshipper]

I'm going to send yesterday's ask here, like you said. I'm going to do an Avatar The last Airbender request this time. If it's in your style, could you do a Sokka angst fic after the war where he's really depressed and blamimg himself for a lot of things because of some events that happen gradually, like Zuko and Katara getting hurt and he gets taken with one of the other Gaang members (it could be Toph, Zuko, Aang or Katara) and they both get tortured, but Sokka's turn comes when the other is out cold so they don't know. And because they don't know, he tries to hide it, and when they find out, they yell at him and stuff for worrying them. And could you make it so that his low spirit makes him need some mental healing as well. Wait, do you do angst? If this is too much, you can say then I can change the request. I may have gone overboard. Oh my god, I tend to go far with angst. Please, please tell me if this is much too long and too angsty. If this is too much, please tell me, so I can change it. Umm...have a nice day 😅

I absolutely love writing angst! You’ve definitely come to the right place, friend! I don’t usually write from Sokka’s POV but I love him dearly, just as much as I love the rest of the Gaang! Thanks for this request! And I hope you have a nice day too!

Warning: Brief descriptions of burns and torture

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The courtyard was quiet as Sokka sat on one of the stone benches in the corner and stared at the pond with unfocused eyes. The afternoon sun was warm on his face and arms, and shown on the pond’s surface beautifully. Turtleducks were swimming in circles and playing to their hearts’ content as their mother sat from the pond’s edge. Following the slow circles of the animals, Sokka hunched over and felt the scrolls in his arms start to slip. Not caring, he kept his eyes on the pond.

           It had been several months since the war had ended, but somehow the world had gotten even crazier and simply loved to drag Sokka along for the ride.

           He had been staying in the Fire Nation for the last two months to help Zuko find people to add to his council. Everyone who had been on his father’s was either power hungry or plain sadistic. As Sokka and Zuko had found out the hard way.

           Shivering, the courtyard disappeared for a second as Sokka saw the small dungeon he had been stuck in. His arms chained above his head for hours on end, sweltering heat surrounding him as he heard lava bubble not too far away from him. But the worst part had been watching how much pain Zuko had been in.

           Zuko’s arms had been twisted behind his back and forced straight upwards to hang in the middle of the cavern they had been trapped in. Leather bags had been forced over his hands and feet to stop him from shooting out any fire while a leather muzzle had fixed over his face. Sokka had never seen Zuko breath fire, but he knew Iroh and Azula had the ability so it wasn’t surprising their captors were taking every precaution.

           Sokka had no idea he had been forced to be a hostage inside a literal volcano, but he would never forget the time he had been in there. Especially when their captor had arrived.

           The man was an old general that had been on the Fire Lord’s council ever since Azulon had been in charge. He had sneered when Zuko had come into the council room, telling everyone that they are dismissed and their advice never needed again. Sokka had assumed everyone would listen to the Fire Lord, but apparently he had been wrong.

           Instead, the old general had simply blackmailed one of the staff to put something in the tea they had been drinking while talking over potential people for the council. All Sokka had thought was Fire Nation tea tasted weird and ignored the slightly salty taste- they were on an island after all. Sokka wished he had known just how easy it would be to drug the Fire Lord. Maybe then he wouldn’t have let Zuko get captured and hurt.

           That was all he could think as he hung suspended in the air across from Zuko. It had been heart wrenching to watch the firebender struggle to get out of his bonds, but only to be left exhausted. He could even see the chains holding Zuko up turn red hot and burn him. He had immediately shouted for his friend to stop.

           They had simply hung there after that.

           Until the general showed up.

           Sokko hadn’t even remember his name back then. He had vaguely recognized the old guy, but didn’t know who he was. He just wasn’t important to Sokka at the moment. Now though, Sokka would never forget his name. General Shakao.

           The man had stepped into the cavern, a fierce sneer on his face as he ignored Sokka and stepped right up to Zuko.

           “Well, well. How the might have fallen.” The man sneered. “And here I thought Sozan’s line would never let themselves be captured. How pathetic.”

           Sokka growled and struggled in his bonds as Zuko tried to kick out at the man. Instead of moving away from the kick, Shakao grabbed Zuko’s ankle. Freezing, Sokka stared at the two.

           “I wonder just how much fire your father had to use to give you that scar.” Shakao wondered aloud. “Let’s test it, shall we?”

           “No!” Sokka screamed. “Leave him alone!”

           His words were completely ignored as Shakao’s face burst into flame and Zuko’s scream could be heard through the leather muzzle. Sokka struggled more and more as he watched, but to no success. He was stuck. He couldn’t do anything. He was so useless!

           Sokka could still smell burning flesh.

           The torture seemed to go on forever until Shakao had dropped Zuko’s leg. Tears were streaming down Zuko’s face and Sokka wished he could do anything to help him. Why couldn’t he get out of these chains? If only he had more training! He should have asked Suki or even Ty Lee about how to get out of chains. Why didn’t he think? He was supposed to be the guy with the plan!

           “So weak.” Shakao chuckled. “And you thought you’d be able to lead our nation? You’re just a weak child!”            Once again, Shakao’s hand burst into flame as he punched Zuko straight in the stomach. It only took a few moments for his robes to burn away around Shakao’s fist. Sokka couldn’t take his eyes off the bare skin that was quickly being burned.

           “Stop! Tui and La, let him go!” Sokka shouted. But no matter how much he screamed and begged the man, he didn’t stop burning Zuko. This went on until Sokka saw Zuko’s eyes roll into the back of his head, at least half of his body burned horribly from Shakao’s fire. Sokka had no idea how his friend had lasted that long, but he was glad to see he was no longer feeling pain while unconscious.

           “How disappointing. No Fire Lord should let themselves be harmed by fire. Disgraceful.”

           “Because Fire Lords aren’t fireproof!” Sokka snarled. He wasn’t sure he was happy Shakao finally turned away from Zuko and towards him. Lifting his head, Sokka met Shakao’s eyes and glared harshly. Anything to keep the man’s attention off Zuko.

           “And a Fire Lord bringing some water tribe peasant into the palace-!” Shakao snarled.

           Before Sokka knew what was happening, a firey punch impacted with his left hip.

           Flinching, Sokka could still feel the burned skin. It was constantly rubbing against his clothes along with all the other burns Shakao had left on him: down his thighs, back, and shoulders. Sokka had yet to look at them in the mirror, but he knew they were bad. Almost as if he didn’t have any skin left.

           Taking a deep breath, Sokka blinked and saw the young turtleducks had stopped swimming around and were cuddled up under their mother’s wing. When had he stopped paying attention?

           Sitting up, Sokka hissed in pain as his back stretched painfully and burned skin pulled tightly. He could feel tears running down his cheeks as he heard the scrolls he had been holding finally fell from his lax grasp.

           When he and Zuko had finally been found by the rest of the Gaang, Sokka had told them to help Zuko first. He hadn’t woken up even after Shakao had left them hanging there with their wounds. They had rushed back to the palace and Katara hadn’t left Zuko’s chambers, trying to heal him. Sokka hadn’t bothered her with his own burns; they would heal by themselves, Zuko’s looked far worse.

           That had been two days ago and Sokka had tried to distract himself from the pain by looking through any scroll he could get his hands on. This was his fault. He should have noticed the danger Shakao had shown to be. He should have told Zuko to have a royal taste tester as his main advisor.

           It was his fault Zuko had gotten hurt.

           Gasping for breath, Sokka scrubbed at his face viciously to get rid of the tears. He was a warrior! He should be embracing the pain and not allow it to control him!

           “Sokka?”

           Flinching hard, he looked up and saw Katara standing in front of him, concern deep in her eyes. He hated seeing his little sister so worried.

           “What’s up?” He tried to go for casual but knew he just sounded tired.

           “Are you alright? Toph said you were hurt too. Did you visit one of the other healers?” Katara asked gently and sat next to him on the bench.

           “Yeah. I wasn’t hurt that bad. Just my shoulders from hanging there for so long, you know.” Sokka shrugged slightly and cringed when even that small motion made his whole back flare up in agony. “But, how’s Zuko? Is he ok?”

           “Zuko’s doing better.” Katara sighed. “But he’s really worried about you, Sokka. He says Shakao hurt you.”

           “No, I’m fine.” Sokka sent her a smile.

           “Sokka…”

           Why did she look so blurry all of a sudden?

           Taking a shaky breath, Sokka felt his chest tighten and a sob broke through his lips. He realized that tears were running down his face again. He couldn’t stop them. Why? Why couldn’t he stop crying?

           Arms wrapped around him and one brushed against his back. Sokka wanted to scream, but instead, a small whimper came out.

           “What’s wrong?” Katara whispered as she withdrew her arm. Without waiting for an answer, she lifted his shirt and he could feel the air on his skin. A sharp gasp left her. “Oh, Sokka, I’m so sorry-!”

           “It’s nothing!” Sokka rushed to say, but it sounded more like begging. He was fine! They would be worried about Zuko, not him!

           “I’m so sorry.”

           When had Katara started crying? His baby sister should never cry, especially not over him. He shouldn’t have made her cry.

           He could feel her arms wrapping around him again, this time around his neck than back and he couldn’t help but wrap his arms around her as well. Shoving his face in her shoulder, another sob left him and Sokka could feel himself unraveling.

~~~

I hope you enjoyed friend!

[jovialjuggernaut-draws]

Yo, anon from before. How about instead of the two fics, then maybe a short oneshot where Sokka and Zuko take a night walk and confess their feelings. If you don't want to do that then that's okay. Also, the art is really cool!

Hey so I took this and ran with it and ended up with over 2k words so! Enjoy your oneshot!

Zuko rubbed the sleep out of his eye, refocusing on the rolled parchment before him. He still couldn't tell if the character he was looking at had a stroke missing, or if it was simply a word he actually didn't know.

"Or," Sokka's voice drifted over his shoulder, startling him into dropping the scroll, "You're too tired to read. Come on, let's do something fun." 

Zuko yawned, retrieving the scroll and rolling it up properly. "You're not going to try to make me go to bed?" 

"Nope. Never works, anyway, you just end up staring at the ceiling and thinking about how much work you could be getting done, which kind of defeats the purpose."

Zuko couldn't help but huff out a short laugh. Sokka cracked that crooked grin he always got. "You know me so well. Well, what are we doing, then?"

Sokka presented him with a papier-mâché mask, pulling his own down over his face. The mask he wore was red and twisted, the mask of an evil spirit. He'd handed Zuko a blue one, reminiscent of his old Blue Spirit mask, but slightly different in its design. He imagined it was modeled for the same character. 

"There's a festival going on in town. It's winding down by now, but we should still make it in time for the fireworks." 

Zuko smiled, slipping the mask on and pulling a relatively casual robe from his armoire to pull on. 

"Ooh, fancy. Getting dressed up for me?" Sokka teased. He was dressed down in Water Tribe blues, the soft cotton out of place compared with Zuko's silks. 

"It's all I have." Zuko admitted, embarrassed. 

Sokka shrugged. "It'll do. Just try not to get mugged." 

"I'm more worried about getting caught by the guards. We're going to look like suspicious characters, sneaking out of the palace at night in masks." 

"Then we have to be extra careful not to get caught, don't we?" 

Zuko couldn't see his face, but he was perfectly familiar with the mischievous grin Sokka was undoubtedly wearing beneath the grimacing mask. Zuko's lips tugged into an answering conspiratorial smile. 

"Lead the way."

Sokka obeyed, tugging the Fire Lord through the servant's corridors and to a suspiciously uneven spot in the wall. He slid a brick out of place, revealing a mechanism beneath, and directed Zuko to send a pulse of fire into it, revealing one of the palace's many secret passageways. 

"How did you know this was here?" Zuko probed, padding quickly behind his guide. 

"Oh, Ty Lee showed Suki, and Suki showed me. Pretty nifty, right?" 

Of course, Ty Lee was perfectly familiar with the ins and outs of the palace. Azula never could sit still for long, not when there was trouble to get into, and never did so without someone to take the potential fall for her. 

"Useful, yeah." Zuko agreed. 

The air before them became suddenly cool, a breeze flowing in from the loose-fitting bricks in the flat wall. Sokka bent down, sliding his fingers between two of the bricks, and tugged on a hidden mechanism, sliding the other end of the passage open. 

The wall opened up onto a rooftop in the upper part of the city, affording them a view of the streets below. Citizens in their finest clothes, donning masks of all colors and designs, bustled about the busy paths. Booths lined both sides of the main thoroughfare, merchants hawking their wares, gamesmasters recruiting players, the scent of foods wafting out from here and there. 

Zuko had never attended a festival like this, personally. It would seem too common, and awfully unrefined, for a prince to be prancing about. They watched on from afar, once or twice, putting in official appearances, but even then… 

Zuko couldn't remember festivals in the capital city having ever been so exuberant.  People seemed joyous, unburdened, laughing openly and easily with one another, bumping into strangers without sparing a thought. 

It was odd, yes, but also comforting, in a way the Fire Lord couldn't quite articulate. 

"Come on! They're doing the fireworks by the harbor, we want to get a good view!" Sokka cut through his thoughts, as he was so talented at doing, and tugged him forward. 

They hopped between rooftops for a bit, avoiding the bustling crowds, until they came to an alleyway with boxes stacked high, an easy way to descend. Zuko hopped down in two long jumps, easily reaching the street level before his companion, who was delicately sliding down each box. 

"No fair! I have to be nice to my leg still!" Sokka whined. Zuko smirked back at him, hidden behind the blue mask. 

"I'll keep that in mind. I forget how delicate you are, Princess." 

"Hey!" Sokka punched him lightly in the shoulder. "You can't make that joke! You're an actual Prince!"

"I don't know if you've heard, but I've been promoted. I have a new title now." 

"Yeah, yeah, get a big head about it." Sokka grumbled in mock aggravation.

"Don't worry, I could never get a bigger head than yours." Zuko held a hand to his face to cover his smile at Sokka's dramatically offended reaction, forgetting it was already hidden by the mask. 

"Fine! I won't let you share my fire flakes, then!" Sokka stomped off, huffing. 

"Oh, don't worry. I can afford my own." Zuko responded loftily. 

"I changed my mind, actually! You're buying the snacks!" 

Zuko stifled his laughter, following Sokka's lead as the other boy led the way between stalls, picking up various spicy snacks and a couple of drinks Zuko wasn't sure he trusted him with. 

"Do you know how strong those are?" He interrogated. Sokka shrugged. 

"We'll find out, won't we? Come on, let's go get a good seat. They're starting soon." 

Sokka led the way through several alleys, away from the busy main street, until the crowd thinned. 

The building he climbed up was in minor need of repair, and the windows were darkened, leaving them reasonably certain it was empty. Zuko gave him a leg up, minding the mostly-healed injury, and passed the snacks up after. He ignored the hand Sokka dangled down to assist him, smoothly vaulting up the wall onto the roof next to him. 

"Show off." Sokka lifted his mask to rest on top of his head, revealing the dramatic roll of his eyes. Zuko followed suit, sliding his mask to the side, letting Sokka see his smirk. "Ugh, sit down already. And pass me the fire flakes." 

Zuko complied, resting next to the other close enough for their knees to brush as they dangled their legs over the side of the roof. Sokka munched the spicy snack, using his drink to cool his mouth down. Again, Zuko worried about its strength, sipping at his own. It didn't taste very alcoholic, but it was also deliciously tangy, which could be pretty deceptive. 

The whistle of the first firework pulled him from his musing.

The blast shot high in the sky, a sparkling array of colors scattering and shimmering against the dark sky beyond. The next blasts came in clusters, the explosions lighting up the sky in carefully coordinated patterns. Below, several master firebenders synchronised a dance with the fireworks, bending dragons of flame to follow the blasts. 

"Wow…" Sokka breathed next to him. 

Zuko understood the wonder. He'd seen fireworks before, sure, but they were never focussed near the palace. The noise alone was reason enough, and the soot left behind to clean up after solidified their location as far away from the nobility as possible. 

"You know…" Sokka murmured, leaning into Zuko, their shoulders bumping together. "I always thought of firebending as a scary thing."

Zuko hummed. "It can be. You had good reason."

"Yeah, but…" Sokka huffed, choosing his words. "When we first went to a festival like this, we saw the fire dancers performing just like that, fire dragon and all. I'd never even considered that bending could be used for something like that. Something beautiful." 

Sokka's eyes were trained on the display in front of them. Zuko searched them, looking for the further meaning in his words. 

"All bending is like that, I think." Zuko finally said. Sokka tore his eyes away from the fireworks to catch his gaze. The colors reflected so clearly in his icy blue eyes. "Both beauty and danger. I mean, just look at what your sister can do with hers."

Sokka winced for a moment, leaning away. He forced a laugh. "Yeah, she's pretty scary. Everyone thinks of waterbending as soft and healing but, hoo boy, can she do some damage."

Zuko felt like he'd missed something, ruined a moment he hadn't even known was happening. He simply nodded. "Exactly." 

They went back to sharing their snacks and watching the performance, a strange silence settling between them. 

Zuko cleared his throat, desperate to destroy the awkwardness he'd unwittingly dropped on them. "So… what's the festival for? Do you know?"

Sokka laughed, genuinely this time. "Shouldn't you know? You're the Fire Lord, right?" 

Zuko shrugged. Sokka smiled, looking out over the crowd a few streets away. "They're celebrating just to celebrate. Because they can."

"Oh."

Sokka nudged him, bumping their shoulders again. "We did this, you know. Even here, the people were scared. The war wasn't good for anyone. We made this possible."

Zuko shrunk into himself, familiar guilt settling into his stomach. Sokka set down the cup, nearly empty, and turned to face him fully, folding his legs under him. 

"You made this possible." He emphasized. "This is why you've been working so hard. Your people can celebrate like this, have fun openly in the streets, watch some fireworks! Did you see how many people from other nations were there, too?" Sokka reached out, tilting Zuko's chin to force him to look back at him. Zuko swallowed, overwhelmed by the emotion in Sokka's crystal blue eyes. "We fought so hard for this, and it's finally possible. This is… well, this is what I wanted to show you." He dropped his hand, looking away, embarrassed. Zuko felt his lips part in surprise, eyes wide. He looked out over the crowd, that strangely comforting feeling from before returning, and then looked back at Sokka. 

Compelled by an urge he'd felt many times before but never acted on, he leaned forward, reaching for Sokka's face. Cradling his cheeks in both hands, he drew him in, their lips finally meeting. Sokka's lips twitched into a smile against his, tilting his head properly and meeting the kiss firmly. Zuko felt like his brain had melted, unable to process the thought that Sokka was kissing him back, had so long ago convinced himself it was hopeless. Tentatively, he darted his tongue out, licking at Sokka's lower lip in a question. Again, Sokka responded positively, allowing him to deepen the kiss. 

Zuko leaned forward further, bending Sokka back towards the tiles of the roof, crowding over him possessively. Sokka laughed against him, winding his arms around Zuko's neck. 

"A little pushy, are we?" He smirked. 

Zuko swallowed, pulling back as far as Sokka's arms would allow. "I, uh… I think, maybe, those drinks were, um, stronger than we thought?" He rambled defensively. 

"Oh, no. You don't get to blame this on the alcohol." Sokka tugged him down, drawing him into another kiss. "Besides, I got virgin drinks anyway. Completely alcohol-free. Like a good boy."

Zuko stared in shock, agape. "You didn't!" 

"I did!"

"You let me believe they were alcoholic!" 

Sokka shrugged. "You decided that, yourself. I just didn't contradict you." 

Zuko groaned, burying his face in Sokka's collarbone. "Ugh, it's the same thing!" He felt Sokka's laugh, shoulders moving against him. "I hate you."

"Well, I love you." Sokka grinned, nudging Zuko's temple with his nose, urging the other to meet his gaze again. "Hey. I mean it. I really do." 

Zuko swore his heart stopped. The air disappeared from his lungs. The churning of the chi in his gut stilled. He stared.

"I love you." Sokka repeated. 

Zuko swallowed. He buried his face in Sokka's shoulder again, rubbing his forehead against his collarbone. He couldn't meet his eyes when he said it. "I love you. Also." 

A hearty laugh bumped him off of Sokka's shoulder, and the tribesman held his face in both hands. "Get back to kissing me, you big dork." He ordered. 

Zuko had never been so glad to follow an order in his life.

[thatsgay-writes]

Suki x Reader x Ty Lee

Summary: You were part of the Gaang and dating Suki. You join them to cross Serpent’s pass after reuniting with your girlfriend. Things happen and you decide you can’t stay.

Warning: Light cursing? Cheating which is nasty, don’t do it.

Changes: The eclipse and Sozin’s comet happen in 10 years and on the same day, like first the eclipse and then right after is the comet.

You couldn't believe you eyes. Suki, your girlfriend, and Sokka, a guy you saw as your brother, were kissing each other under the moonlight. You were still awake when Sokka had gotten up to go sit on rock and watch the moon and stars. You were gonna go after him to see if he was okay but saw Suki go after him. You had known about the feelings the to had shared when on Kyoshi Island but thought of it as more of infatuation since he had only been there for a week, while you and Suki had been together for almost a year. Still you couldn't help but feel a little jealous and insecure when he was around. After a few minutes you decided to go check on them, thinking they had been gone a little too long. You quietly tip toed around the rock that had been blocking them from the camps view and had to use all your might to not gasp out loud at the scene before you. You had never thought that Suki was the cheating type, you always thought that if she caught feelings for another she would end it with you first. You stood there not knowing what to do, you couldn't tell if you wanted to go back to camp to curl into a ball and cry or go on a screaming rampage at the two for breaking your heart. As you decided to do the first option and head back to bed, the two broke apart. You had hoped that maybe, just maybe, the two had come back to their sense and realize what they had done was wrong. "I love you." "I love you too." Was all they said before going back to kissing. If your heart wasn't already broken by then, it was now shattered. You thought that sentence was reserved for you, that those lips were reserved for you. How wrong could you have been.

You attempted to act normal the next day to see if either of them would come clean. But both acted like nothing had happened, however now you noticed subtle looks the two were giving each other. When night came again you couldn't sleep. How could they act like they didn't betray you the night before, how could they act as if they did nothing wrong. You were about to fall asleep when you heard movement. You opened your eyes a little, enough to see but enough to make it seemed like your eyes were closed. You eyes widen shock as you watched the back is Sokka and Suki leave the camp, holding hands. You didn't even attempt to follow them, knowing exactly what they were doing already.

The next three days you didn't even attempt to act normal. You were quiet, only talking when someone spoke to you and even then you were would answer with short, curt sentences. You made sure to stay 10 paces in front of the group so you wouldn't have to look at Sokka or Suki. You had already made up your mind that after you got through Serpents Pass that you would go off on your own. Of course, that wasn't an easy decision to make, you still loved Katara, Aang, and Toph as family but you couldn't stand to look at Sokka or Suki. When you finally got to the end you let out a sigh of relief, This is it, you thought, time to say goodbye. However, before you could go you had to help deliver a baby. After that hectic situation was over you started packing a bag for yourself taking a little food to tide you over til you found more. "What are you doing?" Suki asked coming up behind you. Her question caused the rest of the Gaang to look over at you. "I'm leaving." You said simply before putting your bag over one shoulder. "What do you mean your leaving? We need to get to Ba Sing Se." You smiled sadly at Katara, who looked at you in worry, you still weren't acting like yourself.

You walked over to her before hugging her, then Aang, and then Toph. Purposely not hugging or looking at Sokka or Suki. "I just need some time." You said giving a small sad smile before turning around to go walk away through the woods, no destination in mind. Before you could fully step into the woods you felt someone grab onto your hand. You turned around and ripped your hand out the persons grasp, as if they had burned you. Suki looked up at you in shock at your reaction. "Come on y/n don't go, what about us?" She said hoping that would get you to want to stay. You just shook your head before giving a look of disgust to her and Sokka. "There is no us, not anymore." As you turned to walk away you watched as Suki fell to her knees, just now realizing why you had been acting so distant the past few days, she had been caught. Everyone, except for Sokka who looked angry, looked between the two of you in confusion. No more than three days ago you and Suki had been acting like the most love sick couple in the world. But now you didn't even let her touch you."Hey! What's the big idea!?" Sokka shouted angrily at you, "We're a week away from going to the Ba Sing Se and getting help for the invasion in ten years and you suddenly decide you don't want to help us anymore!? And you break Suki's heart in the process!" Sokka was walking towards you in anger, getting all up in your face. Suki kept shaking her head trying to get him to stop, already knowing they had been caught. You chuckled with no humor, "I'm the one breaking her heart? I'm sure it's the other way around. The only reason I'm not punching you right now is cause I still see Katara as a little sister and know she doesn't like seeing you hurt." Everyone looked between the two of you in confusion, you looked calm and collected while Sokka was seething with rage. You shook your head before turning around to leave, knowing that if you exposed them now the team dynamic would be messed up and that couldn't happen while trying to plan an invasion. This time no one stopped you from walking away.

"I'll see you around."

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