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I'd intended to toss one of these out there someday, only to find I was not alone, and held off to enjoy the others^^ So- if it please you, toss me a pairing/person and a prompt, and I'll see what I can cook up. Avatar fandom only, please, although if it's something I recognize I'll see what I can come up with.
Let's say two prompts per person, promise of one ficbit.
Don't be shy, it's all in good cracky fun!
(Standard warning about not being superfast applies.)
Let's say two prompts per person, promise of one ficbit.
Don't be shy, it's all in good cracky fun!
(Standard warning about not being superfast applies.)
Aang/Zuko/Mai: "Everyone thought Aang had the flu and Mai had morning sickness."
But when you're part of the generation that stopped a war, rebuilt the Nations and basically gave the finger to a lot of centuries-old tradition in the process, free love is sort of small potaturnips in comparison. Besides, the Avatar’s supposed to promote union, peace and harmony between the four nations, and what’s more harmonious than a well-organized and (according to the sharp-eared maids) enthusiastic threesome?
Besides, it’s Midwinter, and in light of the triumphant rebirth of the sun, a lot of small sins are swept under the rug.
When the Lady Consort ends up very publicly ill at a banquet, tongues wag. It couldn’t be said she was no better than she ought to be, with her husband beside her the whole time, but speculations runs rampant about whether or not they’re going to have an airbending heir to the Burning Throne.
But then the Avatar himself follows suit, and a stomach bug goes through most of the high court before they lock things down, excoriate the kitchen staff and bring things back to normal in time for a formal hunt. The Avatar declines, and takes off on his flying bison for the mountains or the polar ice caps or wherever it is he decides to go next.
Lady Mai does not announce her pregnancy.
Gossip, as it ever does, runs rampant, although the first time the Firelord’s wife hears such speculation in the same room several women end up with suddenly pierced ears. The fashion trend does not catch on.
Long about six months later at the high Midsummer festivals, the Avatar returns, offering smiles and hugs for his favorite royal couple and sporting a rounded belly in distinct contrast with his long, willowy frame.
The young Firelord turns terribly red and buries his face in his hands, and the Lady Mai cracks up right there in public, something that’s been noted on calendars ever since.
Re: Aang/Zuko/Mai: "Everyone thought Aang had the flu and Mai had morning sickness."
Re: Aang/Zuko/Mai: "Everyone thought Aang had the flu and Mai had morning sickness."
Re: Aang/Zuko/Mai: "Everyone thought Aang had the flu and Mai had morning sickness."
Re: Aang/Zuko/Mai: "Everyone thought Aang had the flu and Mai had morning sickness."