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    "What's your name?", Kirishima asked as if it would change anything.

    "Dynamight", his voice was sharp, like a match being struck.

    "Dynamite?"

    "Dynamight", he corrected him, emphasizing the last syllable with a growl at the back of his throat. Mighty, Kirishima thought, that's what he is. A defiant statue kicked to the ground though not willing to shatter. Kirishima wanted to chisel away piece by piece until the rough hull was gone and all edges were smooth - until they were only two people tangled up in a dark room breaking rules in the most brilliant, unstoppable way.

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    04 Sep 2026

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    want to finish

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    Iroh insists they create a new life and identity in Ba Sing Se. Zuko wants nothing more than to bide his time until his next opportunity to return home, until he realizes ‘Lee’ can get away with things Zuko never could.
    Zuko dons the mantle of the Blue Spirit again only to lose his focus when the Avatar comes to the city. This time, however, his attention is drawn to the annoying Southern Tribe warrior.

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    17 May 2026

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    "Sokka fell for th e moon,once. It makes sense he'd fall for the sun too."

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    Sokka takes a strategic step back, but he also smiles: triumphant, like he baited Zuko into exactly what he wanted. Like it’s a challenge. It’s the same way he looked when they sized each other up at the prison, with Sokka in chains that left red marks around his wrist, in tattered prison garb, malnourished and angry. Back then, that was Sokka saying: I see your power. I see you. Now, see me.

    Zuko saw him then. And he sees him now; different, but the same. I see you.

    Zuko lights his daos in flame. Sokka grins, back to gravel and heat. “Come on, Fire Lord. Impress me.”

    Zuko burns. His vision flickers with fire. His heart races. His blood sings. His body is like a magnet, pulling ever onward to meet Sokka’s. He advances.

    He pins Sokka to the wall, blades against his throat.

    Or, Zuko found Aang first, Sokka and Katara were imprisoned in Boiling Rock for trying to rescue their dad, and all Sokka knows is he's pretty sure he's not supposed to think the Fire Lord is attractive but he's never let things like rules stop him before.

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    10 May 2026

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    Yerrr

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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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    02 May 2026

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    WE ARE SO BACK

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    Satoru takes another step forwards, arms spreading wide in excitement, “Yūji-kun! You’re here!”

    “Oh my God,” the child repeats breathlessly, sounding far older than any child his age should sound, unable to tear his eyes away from Satoru. The boy shakes faintly, shock maybe, words a shaky exhale, “it’s really- you’re- you look- this is— oh my God!”

    Annnnd there’s really no doubting it now.

    Clearly those vivid dreams of war, imprisonment and eleven years of growing up is not the dream Satoru had thought it to be since waking up in the infirmary as a seventeen-year-old student, way back before the source of all his problems defected from Jujutsu society.

    What the hell is going on?

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    24 Mar 2026