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    Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.

    In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.

    Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.

    But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.

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    05 Oct 2020

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    “There is a con in our midst!” Octavian shouted, shaking a disemboweled teddy bear in Percy’s face. “Jackson is a liar, and a scam! He is not to be trusted!”

    Though Percy and Praetor Reyna got in constant fights, this was one area where she would stand up for him. “Octavian, give him a break. He’s just a kid, he’s never done anything to you.”

    “He’s never done anything to me?” Octavian questioned. “Or he's never done anything for me? I have sacrificed many bears over my altar, and all of them say the same thing. They speak of horror, danger; they speak of an unfulfilled prophecy. Tell me, Perseus—if that even is your real name—what quest did you go on and never leave, what duty have you failed?”

     

    A Percy at Camp Jupiter AU. Post The Last Olympian, with a twist.

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    19 Feb 2023

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    High school ends, and Kyo is granted his freedom from the cage. It’s nothing like what he expected, but it’s all he has now.

    As the year progresses, he tries not to wonder if it came at a higher price than he was willing to pay.

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    23 May 2021

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    Todoroki Shouto didn't accept the assignment to the S.S. Falcon – the first and best of its class – to make friends. Passing the next five years in obscurity was perfectly fine with him.

    Only two problems with that. One) Doctor Aizawa wasn't going to let him ignore his basic human simulations no matter how unnecessary Shouto deemed them and Two) for some inexplicable reason, Captain Midoriya and First Officer Bakugou thought it was appropriate to flaunt their – supposedly top secret – relationship in front of him every chance they got.

    Shouto is a Fully Sentient Experimental Android and the Crew of the Falcon Haven't Gotten the Memo: A Space Opera

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    [Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.

    “Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.

    What the fuck?

    “Sokka, I—”

    Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.

    What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]

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    An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.

    But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.

    Yeah, nah.

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