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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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    A week after Iroh and Zuko’s intervention with Azula in the crystal catacombs, Zuko tends to his uncle’s wounds. When Iroh’s condition grows worse, the only option for a healer appears to be a mysterious river spirit in Jang Hui.
    Katara, separated from the Gaang, desperately wants to find her friends before the eclipse…
    Who better to get help from then the banished prince that seems to always find them?

     

    The Blue Spirit turned and peered at her through the slits in his mask.

     

    “You’re not really a spirit, are you?”
     
    The Painted Lady froze, turning her head to stare at him through the crack in her veil.

     

    “I am just as much a spirit as you are,” she said, gazing out over the river.

     

    The Blue Spirit always manages to help her when she needs him. How, she hasn’t a clue. But boy, is she thankful.

     

    Zutara/slowburn

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    In Peter’s professional opinion, the world had gone to shit.

    When Tony had snapped, bringing back half of all life and stopping Thanos, everyone thought that the world would go back to the way it was. But nothing ever works out so nicely, does it?

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    When Peter is given the chance to go back and save everyone, he is sent back to before Civil War. All alone, Peter must find a way to save the avengers, and the world. Shit.

    2025 UPDATE: this fanfiction will not be updated. im sorry.

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