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blood in the palm lines by ThatWeirdGuyInTheBushes
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
17 May 2025
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When Sokka tells him there will be a trial, Aang seems almost surprised.
“A trial?” he asks. “But everyone already knows what they did.”
Sokka massages his knee, hoping some of the relief will spread to his cast-bound leg. Everything seems to hurt more, now that the war is over. His other hand grips a brush, trying to find what order of words will make everyone do what he wants.
“I know,” he replies. “But we need one anyway.”
Finally, just before Sokka tells him to get out, Aang hesitantly asks if he will have to testify.
Sokka holds his brush steady for a moment, and a drop of ink lands on the parchment. Before he has to ask, Aang gently lifts the mistake from the page and bends it back into the inkwell.
“I don’t know,” Sokka replies. “I don’t know.”
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Sokka works to bring the leaders of the Fire Nation to justice, and reflects.
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19 May 2025
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Ba Sing Se was supposed to be a second chance for them. For Zuko, a new chance at a life away from the control of his father and the imminent threat of the Fire Nation, and for Sokka, a chance to stop this war once and for all. Neither of them realized that they would have a second chance for more as these two boys reunite within the city of high walls and unspoken expectations, and find their own salvation within each other.
Zuko is running towards a brighter future while Sokka is fleeing the painful trauma of these past few months. With the former Prince's help, Sokka finally finds the strength and ability to face these horrible scars that the war has inflicted upon him and find healing.
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This is an alternate take on the Ba Sing Se arc in the NoNooseSokka universe, where Zuko and Sokka forge strong bonds and fast romance within the city they both hate, and find companionship and love in each other.[]For anyone reading this, please read 'No Noose is Good Noose' first (These Bonds is optional) so you understand the events that happened to kickstart Sokka and Zuko's relationship.[]
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[Time passes oddly. Between one second and the next, Sokka has the Fire Lord pinned to the wall with his hands around the bastard’s throat. Golden eyes (one gold eye, his mind whispers) widen in shock.
“Sokka?” he chokes out. And then he smiles.
What the fuck?
“Sokka, I—”
Sokka slams his head against the wall, once, twice, and the smile wipes off his face. Good.
“What,” Sokka bites out, “have you done to my sister?”]
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An injury leaves Sokka with amnesia. His last memory is of the failed invasion, of leaving his father behind in enemy territory on the Day of Black Sun. Of hopelessness. Rage.
But then he wakes up, and the war is over. Suddenly, he must come to terms with the fact that years have passed, and that he's somehow the Southern Water Tribe Ambassador to the Fire Nation. He is also supposedly friends with banished-Prince-turned-Fire-Lord Zuko, of all people. Close friends.
Yeah, nah.
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Zuko tries to live an anonymous life in Ba Sing Se and leave his old identity behind but that's not so easy when there's a refugee from the Water Tribes who insists on getting to know him better.
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Cultural Reciprocity (n.)
The dynamic or material exchange of knowledge, values, and perspectives between two or more different cultures.“In the Southern Water Tribe,” Sokka begins in a scholarly tone—like he’s about to recite an oral history, “warriors wear wolf-tails, and keep the hair on the crown of their heads pulled back.”
“Kids and bachelors keep the sides of their hair short. Since Bato witnessed my ice-dodging ceremony when I was sixteen, I’ve been considered an adult for a while now. Growing my hair out is symbolic of maturity,” And this is where Sokka breaks eye contact with Zuko for the first time, looking back down at the table and picking up his cup of tea (iced, which he insists is a Tribe thing but still makes Zuko cringe) to cradle between his wide palms. And then he opens his mouth, and in six words freezes Zuko’s heart and rattles him down to the core—
“And of my intent to marry.”
“Marry,” Zuko repeats dumbly.A/N: This fic spends a lot of time exploring the lore of the world of A:TLA, particularly its ties to real-world Asian and Indigenous cultures. It also happens to be a love story, too.