Gapfiller Stories

Water. Earth. Fire. Air. Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. Then everything changed when the fire nation attacked. Only the Avatar, master of all four elements, could stop them but when the world needed him most, he vanished. A hundred years passed and my brother, Sokka and I discovered the new Avatar, an air bender named Aang. Although his air bending skills were great, he had a lot to learn before he was ready to save anyone. But from the first day I met him, I believed Aang would save the world. And you know what? I was right. With the help of his friends, Aang defeated Fire Lord Ozai and ended the hundred year war. Zuko, Ozai's son and our ally, became the new Fire Lord. Together with Earth King Kuei, Aang and Zuko promised to return the nations to harmony. We follow Team Avatar through the years after the hundred year war as they create family and traditions. as they love and lose and as they welcome the new Avatar

Warning: Spoilers of TBotL ahead! It was a tactical error. A volcanic event. A mathematical certainty. Annabeth Chase deals in facts, strategies, and architecture. But when Mount St. Helens erupts and Percy Jackson doesn't come out, the logic falls apart. For fourteen days, Camp Half-Blood waits. For fourteen days, the sea is silent. Caught between the crushing probability of his death and the irrational hope of a miracle, Annabeth must navigate the hardest labyrinth of all: a world without her best friend. A deep dive into the two weeks that changed everything, and the variables that finally pushed the architect to the breaking point. Author's Note: Let's be real for a second: the canon books absolutely robbed us. We had a two-week gap where Annabeth genuinely believed Percy was dead, and we barely got to see the fallout! This is the angst, the grief, and the emotional turmoil that we deserved to see in Battle of the Labyrinth but were denied. I had to write it myself just to fix the timeline. Enjoy the pain! P.S. The canon divergence tag is there for a reason, expect a different ending. I hope you like it, because I know I do! You're welcome, fellow Percabeth connoisseurs :-)

He'd grown up on Bilbo's tales of adventure. Of dragons and dwarves and gold and glory. He thought that was what he wanted too. The immortalization that accompanies a hero. He got his wish, but at what cost? Real-life was not like the fantasies of his youth. Through his despair he accepted that a simple happily ever after doesn't exist, and the hero doesn't return unscathed. Being called the Mad Baggins of Bag End was not a title of praise, but a striking reminder of his inability to ever return to the bright, blue-eyed hobbit he once was; respected and accepted by his peers. He wonders-not for the first time-if Bilbo knew this too, and if the stories he filled Frodo's young head with were purposefully absent of all that is dark and dismal. Death and destruction replaced by hope and victory. Meant to inspire, yet shield him from the true tragedy that accompanies a hero. If he can even call himself one. Or: An in-depth character study of a post-quest Frodo Baggins. Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Frodo Baggins or any other character released to Lord of the Rings. All rights reserved to J.R.R. Tolkien.