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Home Is Where The Fire Burns by TheThirdChild
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005), Avatar: The Last Airbender (Live Action TV 2024)
26 Mar 2025
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Katara was found drifting alone in the ocean by the Fire Nation and was then raised under Zuko's protection. Years later, when peace has been achieved, a Summit brings the Southern Water Tribe representatives to the capital, and Katara.
Check out the much longer series Through the Fire, She Was Born Again
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18 Dec 2025
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Somehow, Bobby Sullivan had managed to make a mess of his life. And then eventually, he starts piecing it back together.
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29 Nov 2025
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Set two years after the events of Boots.
Sergeant Sullivan never went AWOL. Instead he stuck it out and saw the charges against him dismissed.
Two years down the line, in Mogadishu, Cameron Cope marches back into his life.
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24 Nov 2025
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The continuation of the convo between Sullivan and Fajardo about relisting.
Sullivan kinda come outBookmarked by PeopleCallMeAri
24 Nov 2025
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tell me all the ways (to stay away) by paperclipsentimental
Fandoms: Boots (TV), Boots (Netflix)
09 Nov 2025
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You say, “get out of here, Recruit,” as mean as you can, as unfriendly as you can make it. The kind of voice that makes other recruits just about piss their pants.
Cope just looks at you, all the way from the door. A tin cup between his hands. In five small, carefully balanced steps, he crosses the room to you. He puts the cup down on the desk, beside your left wrist. “Dismissed, Cope,” you say through your teeth. He turns silently on his heel and leaves. He leaves the door open, so you can hear them cheering for him.
Someone jokes that he’s survived the dragons den, and you wonder if they know.
After a moment, you pick up the cup. It’s half full of whiskey, strong as a memory. Out there, the recruits start singing Bohemian Rhapsody, and you are elsewhere, remembering Maitra’s eyes that day when he’d called Wilkinson a faggot. The way he’d looked at you, your hands still over the pieces of your disassembled rifle, a song still on your lips, and he’d known—or, you’d known that he suspected.
You put your lips to the edge of the cup, imagining Copes mouth on the metal, and sip slowly, like it’s something else you’re tasting.
Again, you are wanting something you don’t deserve to have.
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23 Nov 2025