Zuko is plagued with nightmares about the war and the Air Nomad genocide. Aang helps him out. Oneshot. Gen fic.
Aang sits and looks down at the table, thinking over his piece placements, analyzing his strategies. And yet, at the same time, he can't shake this nagging feeling in the back of his mind. This feels right… and so very, very wrong. OR: In which Aang has a near-death experience and finds himself speaking to Gyatso once more.
Sixteen-year-old Katara was about to partake in the most important ceremony of her life: a rite of passage through the human world as a dolphin. But then everything goes horribly wrong, and a boy sacrifices himself to save her. She brings him back to life with magic, but at costs not even she could've imagined. AU based upon the movie 大鱼海棠. Multi-chapter.
These broken pieces, to scatter alone, / Those days we spent were not my own, / And so we take our final breath, / And look both ways to part in death. OR: Aang meditates on his people. Oneshot.
Just a collection of drabble prompts from Tumblr. Can range from fluff to angst to everything in-between (with the exception of spice & suggestiveness)! May be shippy, may be gen, all ATLA drabbles!
Aang and Katara are captured, and they must endure torture. Prequel to "where we're meant to be." Tumblr prompt fic. Oneshot. Rated T for torture
Aang wakes up with no memory of who he is, surrounded by strangers that feel too familiar and trapped in a foreign land with monsters lurking on its outskirts. Through the chaos and uncertainty that plague him at every step, Aang knows one thing for sure: nothing is what it seems in this land of hostile creatures and deadly secrets. NOW DISCONTINUED
Aang gets hurt in battle and verges close to death. Katara would rather die than give up on him. Oneshot. Kataang
Aang is about to fight the Fire Lord. A plan has been made, and Katara begs Aang not to go. Oneshot. Kataang. Tumblr fic prompt
It is only after the war that Iroh sees Lu Ten one last time. And from him, he learns to let go. Oneshot. Iroh-centric. Tumblr prompt fic.
Katara and Aang were captured. They escape, and this is how they did it. Complete with fluff. Rated T due to implied violence/torture. Oneshot.
If there was anything Katara learned from the legends and myths of her tribe, it was that the Avatar is a god. And gods aren't human. OR: Katara always thought that being the Avatar meant being a god. She learns from Aang that she is wrong. Oneshot.
When Aang was young, his smiles came easily. His laughs were as careless and free as his element. His dance was as light as the breeze that twirled the leaves around him. His tears fell like the rain when nature mourned. He wonders when it became harder and harder for him to smile. He wonders when his tears stopped coming. Or: the war breaks Aang. TW: depression, suicidal thoughts
Hers was a culture of storytelling and oral tradition. Many nights, when the dark indigo sky glittered with a thousand stars, her mom would sit her and her brother down around the hearth and recount legends and myths. But that all changed the day her world shattered. Or: Katara's culture is lost during the war, over and over again. Katara-centric. Oneshot
I see them in everything. I see them in nothing. I see them in myself and everyone around me. I see them in the air I breathe, the water around me, the earth beneath me, the fire within me. And I won't let them go. Or: Aang's grief for the Air Nomads. Oneshot.
She asked for him to wait. She asked him to let her find herself first, to know who she is before committing to a relationship. And he is glad to give it to her. Or: an AU where Aang and Katara don't get together right after the war. Oneshot.