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    Sokka is born in the dead of winter with a red dragon curling down the left side of his back.

    Zuko is born in the sweltering heat of summer with a sword down his spine.

    He doesn’t want to talk about it when their gazes turn on him. They make assumptions— is it someone he left behind in the Fire Nation? He looks away when he agrees with them.

    Toph brushes past him when they all part ways. She says, “I know you’re lying.”

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    06 Jul 2026

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    A few people have asked if I would make a series for my Fire Lord Zuko fics so they’re easier to read, so here we are! The fics aren’t linear, or necessarily connected (though I do recycle original characters, and occasionally reference an event mentioned in another fic) but you don’t need to read all of them in order to understand one of them, so you’re free to read whichever ones you want. Enjoy!!

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    04 Jul 2026

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    Soulmates are chosen by the spirits and can hear each other’s thoughts. Sokka thinks it’s cheesy and dumb. Zuko thinks it’s poetic justice that he doesn’t have one because he doesn’t deserve it. Cruel irony is finding out that the prince of the Fire Nation (and the person currently hunting you) is your soulmate.

    (Set during and after the events of ATLA, and during some of the events of the comics that follow. This was an excuse to write a slow-burn where Sokka and Zuko are soulmates)

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    11 Jun 2026

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    [Sokka is five when the first mark appears. 

    It writes itself in a deep red like a wound, as if someone had carved the word “nonbender” in a messy font across the knuckles of his left hand, as if it was handwritten with a knife.

    When he asks his mother, as she applies salve on Sokka’s knuckles, she sighs deeply and says nothing for a few moments. 

    “Sometimes, spirits don’t make much sense.”

    Sokka has yet to turn thirteen when he wakes up screaming in pain, about ten soulmarks all over each other between his left shoulder and his ear, red and vivid like burning flesh. Among the few words that are somehow possible to read out of the disastrous scribbling, “disrespectful” and “coward” and “burned” and “sorry sorry sorry” are the ones that stand out the most to Sokka. He thinks, at the tender age of twelve, whoever did this to his soulmate will be sorry too, one day.

    A month after Hakoda leaves him with the job of the protector at the age of thirteen, Sokka realizes, with a bitter taste in his mouth, that he’s got more soulmarks than his entire village combined.]

    Or, to have a soulmark is to carry the vilest things that your soulmate believes about themselves on your skin.

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    10 Jun 2026

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    Of all the places he could have walked into--of all the tea shops in Ba Sing Se--(of which there are many)--he had chosen the one that Prince-fucking-Zuko worked at.

    Or: Early on during his time in Ba Sing Se, Sokka stops for a cup of tea. This small action changes everything.

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    10 Jun 2026