Mai: What Are You Two Doing Out In The Rain?

“It’s okay to talk to people.” for Silence? 😏

"You're not going to believe this. Apparently every old Master we've met on our journey is part of some sort of secret Pai Sho club. Isn't that crazy?" Sokka continued to babble with excitement as he led Zuko down the corridor by his hand. Zuko tried to focus on Sokka's words instead of the feel of his callused yet gentle grip.

"You'll never guess who one of them is. Go on, guess. You'll never guess. It's Master Piandao! Do you remember me telling you about him? He taught me to use swords and helped me make Space Sword."

Zuko came to a sudden halt. Since Sokka was still holding his hand, Sokka did as well. Sokka turned to look at him and raised a brow. "What's wrong?"

Zuko slid his hand out of Sokka's. He raised his hands and relayed through sign that he knew Master Piandao.

Sokka's eyes widened. "You do? Why didn't you tell me that when I mentioned learning from him?"

Zuko shrugged. He didn't have a good reason, and he certainly didn't have a reason simple enough to be conveyed with sign. He gave Sokka a chagrined look.

"Okay, well do you two get along?"

"I think so," an amused voice said. Master Piandao entered the corridor sporting a wide grin. "Prince Zuko, it is good to see you again."

Zuko almost jumped out of his skin, but he was quick to recover and respond with a bow. After he straightened, Master Piandao returned the bow. He had an amused twinkle in his eye. "From what I've heard, you've been putting the skills I taught you to good use."

Zuko blushed and averted his eyes.

Master Piandao chuckled. "There is no need to be shy. The theatre mask was an interesting addition. You must tell me about these adventures of yours."

Zuko glanced at Sokka. Sokka was smiling, like he didn't see anything mortifying about their situation. That made sense. Sokka had no reason to fear the judgement of his old Master. He had nothing to be ashamed of.

"Come now, Zuko. There's no need to be so formal. It's okay to talk to people." Master Piandao continued to grin.

Sokka's smile dulled a bit. Zuko raised his hands, and Sokka was kind enough to translate the signs. "I can't."

Master Piandao's smile slipped away, leaving behind a frown. "What do you mean?"

Sokka continued to translate as Zuko signed. Zuko looked everywhere but at Master Piandao. "I can't talk to people anymore. I can't talk at all."

Master Piandao seemed to be at a loss as to how to respond.

azula's just trying to get them to eat something that isn't noodles and this is the thanks she gets // college husbands au

Azula: BEHOLD, the field in which I grow my fucks! Lay thine eyes upon it, and thou shalt see that it is barren!

The ghost of Lue Ten haunts the halls of the fire nation capital,

Ozai was not one who miscalculated often.

He had ordered the death of his nephew in the hopes of destroying his brother’s claim to the throne. It had worked, somewhat but what his wife then did, cemented the success. His nephew was dead, his father was dead, his brother was too emotionally destroyed to take the throne, which left Ozai to take it.

He shouldn’t have underestimated how annoying his nephew could be.

He had assumed he was imagining things the first time he looked out into the garden and saw a soldier with blood rolling down the side of his head, sitting with his son by the turtle duck pond. He blinked and the image was gone. It had meant nothing.

Until the image returned two weeks later practicing cartwheels with Azula and her acrobatic friend. That time the soldier had looked dead at him and smiled. It wasn’t a kind smile and Ozai shivered as the image disappeared.

The third time he saw the spirit, as Ozai had no other explanation for the apparition of his dead nephew, he was following behind Iroh, as he always did.

Iroh unknowingly walked the halls of the palace, with his son at his heals. That’s where Lu Ten decided to stay, until the night of the Agni Kai.

As Ozai burned his hand print into his son’s face, he made the mistake of looking up. Lu Ten stood over him, his eyes burning with fury even as blood slid down his forehead into them.

Ozai stumbled back, having never seen his nephew’s spirit up so close before. The men he had paid to kill him had apparently tried to crush his head, if the slightly deformed skull was anything to go by.

Ozai shook himself and left the arena.

Lu Ten was in his office. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his throne room. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his bedroom and Ozai realized he was now the one his nephew was following. Iroh and Zuko were gone and now Lu Ten was following him.

Ozai caved after a week of his new spirit stalker.

“What do you want?” Ozai finally asked, looking up at the corner Lu Ten stood in staring at him.

Lu Ten moved closer to him and Ozai backed up. Lu Ten was only interested in the paper and writing utensils on his desk.

The truth to be known.

“I can’t do that,” Ozai said.

Then get use to me.

Lu Ten faded from view again and Ozai sighed in relief before feeling something cold on his back. He reached behind him and his hand came back with blood. He turned around only to fall from his chair as Lu Ten, more corporeal then ever before, laughed at his fear.

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He’s there for revenge, but also to watch over his cousins and take care of his dad.

Oddly specific TLOU AU idea:

No outbreak AU where Sarah and Ellie are sisters and Joel's their dad. Sarah does soccer and Ellie does ballet (to everyone's surprise, she's pretty good). Except whenever Joel tells people that one of his daughters dances and the other one plays soccer they think it's the other way around. Just bc I think that could be fucking hilarious.

Bonus: Ellie and Dina meeting at dance :)

pov you're Darius

i’ve been waiting for you

my sister asked for art of them and i thought they both could use a hug

Oh no Hunter so baby boy 😭😭😭