Weirdlet

Extended prompt-fic from my mpreg meme, for Attackfish- brainwashed!Zuko, and what happens when he meets up with the Gaang again.  Continuation of this-
 

( The princess has learned some of the ins and outs of palace life in her brief time there... )

 

The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished.  Now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption- for herself, and her daughter.

The Prompt:  Zuko Alone, as played by Zura and Lan Min.

The Fic:

( The road is a bare track and the plains go on forever... )

 
 

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.)

The AU:  Sun Child, in which Princess Zura was pregnant when she was banished from the Fire Nation.  Now she roams the world, seeking the Avatar as the key to redemption for herself- and her daughter.

The Prompt:  What happens during The Avatar State?

The Fic:


( It was the anniversary... )

 

Complete and utter crack. Sun Child AU:  The episode in which Zura and Sokka are trading love-life yarns.

The Fic-

 

( “I know, I know, you’ve changed-“ )

 

 

The AU: Princess Zura was pregnant when she was exiled- now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as her chance at redemption- for herself and her daughter...

The Prompt: Where was Lan Min during the invasion of the Northern Water Tribe?

The Fic: Part 1.

( The boy kneels in the darkness, head bowed before the flames that dance in time to their lord’s whim... )

I've decided to start an index for this particular AU, just so I don't have to keep paging up and down. (Now un-stickied since I figured out how to use the sidebar)

This can also be the place for new prompts.  So!  The Premise: Given as a meme prompt by Floranna, it is as follows- Princess (yes, princess) Zuko was pregnant at the time of her banishment, and children out of wedlock being rather a big deal in the Fire Nation, it may have had a lot to do with it. Now she seeks the Avatar as the path to redemption for herself, and her daughter.

( Read more... )

( Art! )

( Prompts that I intend but have not yet filled in this AU: )

And as always- suggestions for an overarching name are welcome!

 

Edit- on ff.net, I've titled this collection as Sun Child. It's still more of a placeholder, though.

For Floranna. Sort of a series of dribs and drabs before the main event- I liked the large end-piece, but felt it needed some introduction, and the bits that I had were sort of a set.

This may touch on sensitive things- consider it rated for teen pregnancy and considered suicide.

The AU: Princess Zura was pregnant when she was exiled- now she roams the world with a child in tow, seeking the Avatar as her chance at redemption- for herself and her daughter...

The Prompt: The time after banishment but before giving birth, Zura panics.

The Fic: Exile

( They check the Air-temples first- )

I'm in a creative mood. So- this here is an open Avatar: the Last Airbender meme. Post up to three- I'll promise one.

Since this is wide-open, please give me a specific to work off of- a line, a quote, a nebulous verb, something. Just a pairing does not count.

(And just as a note- the Dragon Hatching AU meme is still open, if anyone's interested!)

Edit- Meme is closed. I will fill out at least one of everyone's prompts, and more if circumstance permits. Thank you all for your patience, your comments, and the fun you've given me^^

Title: Dragonskin
Show: Avatar: the Last Airbender crossover with Disney's Sleeping Beauty.
Pairing: Prince Ozai/Maleficent
Genre: Writing-dribble/brain-spurt?
Rating: Implied adult-ish...?


What happens when a dragon takes off its skin?, he wonders. Not the gross anatomical question, but one with very real bearing, considering it's what he seems to have slept under.

When she is at her zenith, she blacks out the sky, wings flared hot and dark and purple. When she walks about, it is as a nearly- not- human woman, sleek horns drawn back from an elegant face, all else hidden beneath flowing billows of robes, her furled wings framing delicate wrists.

It is that which lays about him now, rustling like silk and like scales and heavy and thick like the warmest damask. Her castle is chill and damp, and he knows were he to step out from the bed and touch feet to floor, it would chill his blood. Under her abandoned robes, however, it is supremely warm.

Unnaturally warm.

He takes a breathless moment, nothing like panic- and then relaxes, feeling no pulse within the thickness of its black tatters.

Still, it is with a little reluctance that he bundles deeper into its sleek warmth and goes to seek his hostess, and the fate of his clothes.