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"As quietly as possible he slinks out from between the sheets and lets his feet hit the carpet, standing up and--
"Oh- oh no. Not good. Spinny. Sick. Nope. No. Yikes."
Ben is glad Leslie is going to have the day off with Ann, but then he wakes up with a bad case of the flu. Ben and Ann collude to make sure Leslie takes the day off, but frankly, Ben's not that great at recognizing when he needs rest either.
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“In our line of work, it is so crucial that we explore these communities so that we can learn about the fantastic people who live here and how to improve their lives!”
Chris convinces Ben to take a road trip through Indiana. Ben is tired and grumpy by the time they stop at a diner in Pawnee, Indiana, where a stranger sees him picking at his waffle. (A.K.A. Leslie and Ben meet at JJ's Diner during “The Possum” while she’s dealing with the Fairway Frank situation.)
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“I’m sorry,” Zuko said, so quiet his voice was almost lost beneath the crashing waves. “Please don’t burn me again, Father. I’ll be quiet. I won’t question you again. Please.”
His voice cracked on the last word. And in that moment, all Sokka could see was the age of the scar warping one half of his face. When they met, Zuko was sixteen and the scar was just as old as it was now, and that meant—that meant—
(For the Bad Things Happen Bingo, prompt: Struggling Against the Caretaker).
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17 Nov 2025
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“I’m going to go practice some firebending forms,” Zuko says stiffly, running a hand through the tangles in his hair. “Tell Aang to join me if he wants to once he wakes up.” Gold eyes dart up to where Aang had strung up a makeshift hammock and was still sleeping soundly, snoring like a buffalo yak.
“Alright,” Sokka says, watching as he walks out without another word, evidently having reverted back into his usual brooding self. “Have fun!” He calls after Zuko loudly, which he means to be sarcastic, but comes out painfully, embarrassingly sincere. His face burns, and as soon as Zuko passes out of sight into the the temple, Katara turns to him, leveling him with a Look.
“You like him.” She says, and it’s not a question.
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28 Oct 2025
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Five years ago, Zuko was scarred both physically and mentally. Now he believes that he doesn't need therapy... or friends. He just wants to graduate high school and run away from the life he knows. But as his trauma starts to manifest itself as nightmares, his uncle convinces him to start attending group therapy. There, he meets a hyperactive freshman with large tattoos covering his head and arms, a pair of siblings who lost a friend, and a blind girl. Through a series of adventures and with the addition of an athletic badass, they all begin to heal and build a new family in each other.
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17 Oct 2025
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Sokka has been doing his best to keep his feelings for Zuko under wraps, too worried that revealing them will change things for the worse, but when Zuko offers to go with Sokka to craft a new sword, everything is finally revealed.
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14 Oct 2025
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Zuko’s arms are locked tight around himself, shaking, breath snagging against Sokka’s chest. “Why are you being so nice to me?” he whispers, voice all frayed edges.
Sokka just kisses the corner of his mouth, soft like forgiveness. “Because I love you. And I like being nice to you.”
or, Zuko doesn’t know how to be touched without flinching, doesn’t know what to do with gentleness that asks for nothing back. But Sokka holds him like something sacred—cleans him up, keeps him warm, kisses the trembling out of his spine. Love doesn’t have to be earned here. Not anymore.
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02 Oct 2025