COMPLETE Mondays used to be Zuko's least favourite day of the week. Until the boy with the ponytail starts coming to The Jasmine Dragon (Zuko's Uncle's tea shop) every Monday. His name is Sokka, and Zuko is in love. Or zuko works at his uncle's tea shop and falls in love with a customer. Disclaimer: I do not own Avatar: The Last Airbender

just some good, wholesome fluff. one/twoshots only. open for suggestions. I will update often.

❝They used to say repeated dreams were a sign your soulmate needed your help. Do our soulmates need us?❞ ❝You're just quoting Gran Gran,❞ Sokka grumbles. ❝We don't have soulmates.❞ ❝But what if we do?❞ Sokka turns his head to where the slit in the tent has parted open from the wind, allowing him to see where a campfire is burning outside. He has nightmares of a mother he's never met leaving, of a weight of failure so deep in his chest he can't breathe, of pain ripping across his eye, burning its permanent mark into his skull. Katara has nightmares of drowning underwater- encasing herself in ice for a lonely eternity. They aren't real. They don't come from soulmates. Sokka and Katara are just unlucky.

Flames had followed Erin his entire life. It began with the grisly housefire that consumed his father. Henri Maye had been Erin's entire world and in an instant, in the blink of an eye, he was gone. Nothing left but ash and char and cloying black smoke. But Henri Maye hadn't just been any man. He wasn't just a doting father and loving husband. He was a well-renowned researcher into creatures beyond human DNA. One box of research survived the fire, placed conveniently outside the door as though it had been plucked from the devastation just for Erin. Within that box, one name repeated over and over. Ross Towler. And so the flames never abated. Ross Towler was infamous, a Shadow, a hellhound, and a convict locked away in the life imprisonment that had begun over three hundred years ago. Henri had interviewed Ross. He had known him. That was all Erin needed, just that one box. He vowed to continue his father's work, enrolling in college to study a degree in Supernatural History and Lore. That was where the obsession began. Erin wasn't his father. He couldn't distance himself, he wasn't interested in all forms of life beyond his own. There was one man he desired, one man he wished to study more than anyone else. It didn't matter. Ross was serving a life sentence, and he refused to see Erin no matter how much the boy tried to make contact. That should have been the end. That should have been where the embers fell...

The solar eclipse is over. The invasion troops have been captured by the Fire Nation. Sokka is determined to embark on a solo mission to rescue his father and the others. But one stubborn, dark-haired firebender refuses to let him go alone.

zuko runs away from his abusive family and moves to ba sing se, where he meets a gorgeous boy with dreamy blue eyes. but what will happen when his sister comes back into his life, and katara gets into an unexpected relationship? the cover and the characters are not mine

I suck at descriptions I'm sorry, just read the story and find out but uh This is modernized so don't be weirded out also there's no war and no ones tryna capture the avatar cuz that was gonna be hard to write lmao This is kinda a true story I lived so if u have a problem with it then take it up with my life... (it was really hard to incorporate a lot of the things that actually happened so I did what I could and yeah)

takes place after the war was won and zuko was crowned firelord. sokka feels as if something is missing within himself so he heads to the fire nation in hopes of wise words from iroh and looks forward to spending time with zuko during his visit. (zukka, there is not full on smut(they just get cock blocked every time), boyxboy content, sokka is a water bender and katara is not) please don't let no smut keep you from reading, i personally am not good at smut or anything so it won't be full on in this story, it has nothing to do with being uncomfortable with it i'm just not good at it.