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  1. Rec *

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    Sokka is captured by the Fire Nation just as Ba Sing Se falls. Due to be executed on Fire Lord Ozai’s orders, Zuko steps in and claims Sokka as his war prize, taking him as his First Consort.

    It’s not a match made in heaven, but more of a fight to the finish line. Sokka wants to be free and Zuko wants to take down Ozai. Neither of them know if the Avatar lives, but they need to work together if they want to succeed.

    There’s just the small matter of both of them having to convince the Fire Nation court that they are lovers, rather than mortal enemies…

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    21 Apr 2026

  2. Rec *

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    Zuko had the scrawny prison guard over and on his back in an instant. His fist curled above his head, igniting itself in flames as he landed on top of him, lips pulled back in a scowl. "Not this time, you piece of shit."

    "Wait! wait wait wait! Stop! It's me!" The guard heaved. Dark tan hands peeled off the helmet. Beneath it was an impossible face; one he remembered had clasped his hands ten months ago. Zuko's breath sucked in, fast and dry.

    "Yeah," Sokka huffed, a soft smile slowly curling onto his lips. "You're okay now. It's just me."

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    Where Zuko is banished without Iroh or the task of searching for the Avatar for his honor, gets himself a bounty on his head, and has to be saved from Boiling Rock Prison by an annoying Southern Water Tribe warrior that makes him feel really weird.

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    19 Apr 2026

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    “You say that every time,”the man mumbles, sorting through the envelopes pausing on a red one before separating it from the rest and sticking it into a separate pocket in his oversized, red, duster. “Did I happen to get a bigger package?”

    “That’s all the mail, dear.”

    “Ah, yes. I meant a person. I’m expecting the last piece of my crew today.”

    Georgia’s eyes narrow and flick over to Wolfwood, he’d shaken a cigarette out of his dwindling pack as he watched the interaction go down. He steps forward, tapping the man on the shoulder, shoving his hand forward when the man turns to him.

    "I'm Wolfwood, nice to meet you." Wolfwood sticks the cold cigarette between his lips, grinning around it when the man takes his hand. The leather glove he's wearing squeaks against Wolfwood's palm when he squeezes.

    "Vash. What's your specialty?"

    "Break horses. Put any pony under me and I'll break it."

    A blond brow quirks. "Any pony?"

    Wolfwood smirks around the filter of his smoke, lazily dragging his eyes down from straw gold hair to the long plain of Vash's throat.

    "Any pony."

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    21 Mar 2025

    Bookmarker's Notes

    Holy fucking peak I think about this all the time