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“Chat; you just doxed yourself?” Till chuckles, fingers covering loosely enough to slip the camera a cheeky smile.
“You’re the only viewer. So?”
Till is a dead-end streamer and college dropout. He’s at the end of his rope, literally and figuratively when his landlord kicks him out after a noise complaint.
He’s less famous than his mother’s facebook cooking blog. Hell, he’s lonely enough to want some company.
What’s one meet and greet?
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Till has a skin picking disorder. Ivan keeps giving him things to help; bandaids, rings, patches. Till has to pick at least one, why not pick Ivan?
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part 2 of can i drink your saliva? :p”
Welcome to Ivan’s world.
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- Part 2 of can i?
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Till receives a virus into his phone via a phishing link scam. But for some reason, the virus messages seem personalized? What crazy bastard asks, “What does your spit taste like? :p”
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- Part 1 of can i?
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Till never thought he’d need a tutor — until he saw the class president lower his glasses, hiding a pair of red slitted eyes that caused his heart to beat a little bit faster.
Till wonders what it would taste like to take a drag of his cigarette. But is that really all? Just a little taste — nothing more.
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"And who would I be dating? You?"
"Sure. If that gets them to leave you the fuck alone."
Ivan just needed some help in dealing with his relentless underclassmen who wants him so bad and Till just so happens to have a light bulb moment.
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A year-and-a-half ago, Prince of the Fire Nation—Zuko—finds out he is the Avatar. Since then, he has been on the run from his own Nation for being a traitor, and on the run from his own brother. After a fateful encounter in the South Pole, he journeys with siblings Katara and Sokka through the Earth Kingdom on their way to the North Pole, so he could learn how to waterbend from a Master.
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Otherwise an AU where Aang was killed with the rest of the Airbenders, and Zuko was reborn as the Avatar after the previous Water and Earth Avatars died.
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- Part 1 of the Avatar Cycle
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20 Aug 2026
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One hundred and five years after the beginning of the Fire Nation Civil War, Sokka and Zuko are both urgently looking for someone— Sokka for his sister, Zuko for the Avatar. It only makes sense to partner up, especially in the face of the Northern Fire Nation’s latest plan for world dominance.
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20 Aug 2026
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After a century of war, Zuko’s reign as Fire Lord is not fated to be easy.
Well. Nothing in Zuko's life is fated to be easy, really. You would think he'd be used to it by now.
But when an unpredicted challenge absorbs his life just a few weeks after his coronation, he’s forced to go head-to-head with his destiny. Again.
He's familiar with his destiny. Even the people he loves will leave him to face down fate on his own.
...Sokka, though. Sokka seems determined to break every single one of Zuko's expectations.Bookmarked by porcelaincat
20 Aug 2026
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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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