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    The bath takes care of the sweat. Takes care of the burnt bits of skin and fat that still cling to his palm. Zuko scrubs his body until it’s raw, blushing red; he dunks his head under the hot water and stays there, staring up at the dark, vaulted ceiling of the washroom until his lungs run out of breath to use.
    The oil of honeysuckle and opium and cinnamon, sweet and sharp and earthy, does not wash the stench of scorched flesh out of his nose.

    Zuko falls asleep on the evening of his official coronation, when he’s twenty-one-years old and has finally reached his majority. Zuko wakes on the morning of the Agni Kai with his father, eight years earlier.
    This is annoying for several reasons, like the fact that the War is still ongoing, that he has zero friends, and that Ozai is not in jail.
    It’s time to scheme.

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    The Fire Lord’s blast is sharp and thorough. Still on his knees before his father, a thirteen year old dies instantly. Another Zuko, once teacher to the avatar and a Fire Lord himself, jolts into being in his place, and deals with the consequences. Timeline preservation nothing, he’s going to be a better Fire Lord this time, and start sooner.

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    21 May 2026

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    A Tale of What happens if Zuko and Azula’s Agni Kai goes a little bit differently.

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    21 May 2026

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    At King’s Cross, Harry chose to move on—yet Death refused to let him. Sent back to the living world, he defeated Voldemort, built a family, and lived a full life. But even in death, peace eludes him. For Harry is the Master of Death, and when the world begins to crumble, only he can save it.

    Generic, isn't it?

    Going back in time, performing an ancient ritual that will save everything. But what happens when despite been reborn he has no recollection of who he is or his purpose, living as a girl in a family of five. He wakes up after years with all of his memories—inside the body of young Ariana Dumbledore in 1899, after lying dead for an hour between young Albus and Aberforth Dumbledore.

    It should have been simple. Travel to a few countries, perform the ritual, and finally attain a peaceful afterlife. But of course, nothing is ever simple. Not when he finds himself attached to new family. Not when this body carries a deep fear of men. And not when his cursed Potter luck insists on following him through time itself.

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    21 Apr 2026

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    Suguru dead-eyes him across the table.

    “Please listen to me, man.” Satoru says.

    “No.” Suguru responds in that long suffering way that means he’s going to listen to Satoru but he’s gonna be pissy about it first. “It’s, fucking, 7AM.” Suguru adds. Suguru is not a morning person. It’s why Satoru went and bought the fancy coffee Suguru likes and breakfast sandwiches and red bean buns. He had to go to the bakery across town to get those.

    “It’s so important.” Satoru tells him.

    “Your opening gambit at 7-fucking-AM was ‘say I’ve gotten into anal play lately, why do I leak cum before I cum?’” Suguru says with a glare.

    “Yeah.” Satoru says.

    Suguru glares even harder.

    “Well, you could answer me at least.” Satoru huffs, crossing his arms over his chest.

    “I hope you fall off a bridge and die.” Suguru tells him, but he’s unwrapping a breakfast sandwich and pulling the lid off one of the cups of coffee, so.

    “I hope you do too.” Satoru says amicably, taking a seat. He pushes some napkins toward Suguru and switches out the breakfast sandwich. Suguru likes the ones with avocado better. “So why do I?”

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