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i will see your face again (i am sure of it) by makemelovely
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
12 Jun 2020
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Azula always comes back as a firebender. She can’t say the same for Ty Lee.
//or, a tyzula reincarnation au
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07 Jun 2026
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“I took Ba Sing Se, not Uncle, and certainly not you; I got us this far. You’re stealing what’s rightfully mine. If anyone should get to see this, it’s me, and you should be grateful I’m here because you couldn’t end the war on your own!”
The words are tremulous with emotion, rushing and almost painful for how they scrape past her teeth, and still, even she knows they sound petulant—a child’s concern. But she is loud, and more than that, she’s right. All Azula has ever wanted is the respect of standing at her father’s side and—pitifully—the love inherent to the honor. She can’t lose it when she’s this close.
But then Azula’s father steps towards her, and his fist is wreathed in fire, the temperature of his flame so hot it’s blue—her blue—where it’s closest to his skin.
Azula hardly has time to process what’s going to happen before his palm meets her cheek in a slap.
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The day before Sozin’s Comet returns, Azula finds that Zuko is not the only child her father is willing to strike, and Azula’s destiny changes.
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27 May 2026
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The bass started in Beca’s chest before she even stepped inside. It thumped through the metal door, through the concrete walls, through the soles of her boots. A steady, relentless beat that made the sidewalk vibrate faintly beneath her feet.
Beca Mitchell stared at the glowing pink sign above the entrance and pinched the bridge of her nose. “Tell me again why we’re here,” she said.
Next to her, Jesse grinned like he’d been waiting all week for this moment.
“Because,” he said, pushing the door open, “you’ve been living in that studio like a raccoon and I refuse to watch it happen.”
Beca sighed. It had been a brutal week. Four days of mixing vocals for an artist who insisted on recording every line twenty times, three all-nighters tweaking bass levels, and a deadline that felt like it was breathing down her neck.
She was exhausted. But she was not in the mood for…whatever this was.
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27 May 2026
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On their second to last Friday at Hollywood Arts, Jade kisses her.
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27 May 2026