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"He is just about to press shuffle on ‘yet to figure out they’re emo’ (soft pop-punk and a dash of classic rock) when he asks, “You all set, buddy?”
Zuko scrunches up his features in annoyance, letting out an exasperated: “Yes. Can we go?” He clicks his seatbelt on and slips his phone out from his pocket, turning his body away from Sokka.
Sokka’s face pulls back into his neck, jarred by the other man’s reaction. Oh, that’s how it is? He scrolls back up to find his “fun queer-time driving” playlist and presses play. Hope you like underground gay dance music, jerk."
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Sokka only ever plays his own playlists for customers that get on his nerves, usually resulting in them complaining. This time, however, it causes an impromptu coming out. -
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The Gaang accepts Zuko's offer to take him as their prisoner. Though he is their captive, they have no intention of harming him. However, one thing that people need to survive is oxygen, which becomes quite a hard thing to acquire if you're trapped in an airtight space.
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Zuko nearly suffocates due to the Gaang's poor thinking skills.
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Zuko keeps getting himself into near-death situations because he's Zuko -
The Taste of Tea by thispatternismine for MuffinLance
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
17 Oct 2020
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He drinks the tea and tries not to look uncomfortable as Zhao moves closer and closer. He doesn't know how, but somehow every time he blinks the man is closer. He should say something, but what? He’s not actually doing anything wrong. (He should move closer; Zuko is his prince, and he should be hanging on his every word. It was perfectly reasonable.)
If uncle were here, objecting would earn a stern look and a proverb on the nature of politeness and being receptive to your conversation partners.
Zuko says nothing.
Zhao is next to him now. He rests a hand on Zuko's thigh.
He wants to say something, but his head feels like it’s stuffed with cotton and his tongue won't work properly.
Wherever Zuko goes, Zhao always seems to be there, smirking & offering him tea. He doesn't want the tea-that-is-not-just-tea. But he can't explain why to his uncle, or tell him that the very thought of tea makes him want to scream (in rage, not fear, because princes don't feel fear).
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- Part 1 of A Taste of Tea
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A series of one shots or short fics that show Zuko dealing with his trauma (badly). Featuring Panic Attacks, flashbacks, self-doubt, Ozai being an asshole and the Gaang being (mostly) awesome.
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What Sokka always wants to say is I’m sorry. To everyone and no one in particular. He doesn’t know why it started, but he does know that the urge to apologize crops up constantly––when he took Katara’s toys as a kid, when he saw someone’s home destroyed on the news, when someone else knocked over his things.
There’s no real rhyme or reason, but it consumes every part of his being. Constantly, constantly. I’m sorry.
Started from a writing prompt: "What I always wanted to say was..." and it snowballed into this 12k slice-of-life/mental health/coming out/reflection piece.