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July 14, 2014
Zutara Week Day Two: Jubilant
Deep breath and…
Here is Part 1 of my installment for Zutara Week. This is my very very first ever attempt at fan fiction.
Be gentle.
Girl of Walls and Secrets, Part 1
(Look for Part 2 on 7/17 and Part 3 on 7/19)
At least some things had survived the war.
The Earth Kingdom palace looked exactly as it had five years ago, and because of that, Katara could breathe again. She really shouldn’t have expected it to be different—the Earth Kingdom, especially Ba Sing Se, had escaped the war relatively unscathed (at least in comparison to her home, which was even now picking through rubble and ashes and scars and oh, who was she kidding—Ba Sing Se was just as damaged, only far, far better at hiding it). But a knot of dread had twisted in her gut the moment she had heard about the party, and every step up into the palace had only yanked it tighter until here she stood, in the grand dining room, looking at a sight that made her feel fourteen again.
The dining table stretched on and on, impossibly long and stacked high with steaming platters. Dozens (perhaps hundreds, because really now, who hadn’t been invited) of people sat near the table or mingled around the edges, chatting above the clinking of goblets and the gentle whining of instruments from the far right corner. Gold trim shot in sharp rectangles around panels of green on the walls, creating a theme that carried throughout the hall. Green and gold, olive and sunshine, emerald and yellow—the colors chased each other around the room, perfectly crisp lines that always stayed just beside one another, never intermixing, never touching more than necessary.
The last time Katara had been here, she and Toph had snuck in to confront the Earth King, trying, yet again, to stop the Fire Lord from burning the world.
The last time Katara had been here, life had been so much simpler.
And at this point, she achingly needed simplicity in her life again.
She forced herself to take enough steps into the dining room that she stood unobstructed and visible by all. Not hiding in the shadows, not ducking stray eyes in the doorway—she walked into this celebration as she had the last one. Confident, strong, if not a little stupidly obstinate that the evening would pass without incident. And why shouldn’t it? This was a night for celebration. It had been five years since the war’s end—everyone in all four nations deserved this night.
Katara winced, tying her arms across her chest. Everyone else in the world deserved this night. Everyone else deserved to celebrate the peace. And she might have, too, if not for the past seven months and how painfully, inescapably aware she was of every single day that distinguished her from the guests who weren’t more terrified than jubilant to be here.
Which was why she felt the exact, wrenching moment he saw her.
hoveringnow:
Zutara Week Day 2 - JubilantIf this were the...
Zutara Week Day 2 - Jubilant
If this were the ending, Zutarians would have probably made the day of the ending of the series as an international holiday. I’m just saying Zutarians would have been so jubilant… *nudge nudge, wink wink* See what I did there ;D
Big! Day!
Today is a doubly big day, Winterians. Or should I say, WINTERIANS/ZUTARIANS.
Why, you may ask? Well, not only does today mark three months until SNOW LIKE ASHES' release,it is also Day 2 of ZUTARA WEEK.
In honor of these events aligning (seriously, FATE), I have made a decision.
I’m participating in Zutara Week.
(This was a decision I made last night, in the wee hours when any decision seems like a good decision, so there is a 98.7% chance that this will turn out to be either delightfully embarrassing or atrocious or some combination of the two, but I know how much you all like embarrassingly atrocious things, so I’m doing this for you.)
I’ll be doing a serialized story (one continuos story split over three days) so look for my installments on 7/14 (for Jubilant), 7/17 (for Unrequited), and 7/19 (for Slow Dancing).
That’s right — look for the first installment TODAY, FOLKS. Later this afternoon, in fact.
I will probably come to wish I had not done this. But it’s summer, my brain still hasn’t recovered from the cross-country move, my book comes out in THREE FRICKFRACKING MONTHS, and my Tumblr is already mostly Zutara reblogs, so.
July 13, 2014
zutaraweek:
fandomriderx-1:
………………………….was it really necessary...
………………………….was it really necessary to define that last one?
Yes
IT’S ZUTARA WEEK AGAIN.
AND THE PROMPTS WERE CHOSEN BY DANTE FREAKIN’ BASCO.
I love this fandom. Have I mentioned lately how much I love this fandom? Because I really love this fandom.
*heavily ponders participating in Zutara week this time ‘round*
Searavens, an avatar: last airbender fanfic | FanFiction
For Zutara Week: Melancholy
The cold shouldn’t be this much of a bother; she’s from the south pole. But back home she had skins and furs to nestle herself in. Here, on the sandy shores of a small Fire Nation island, there isn’t much to keep her warm in the night save for her clothing, a light blanket, and the fire. Her teeth chatter and she hugs her knees tightly, closing in on herself to keep the frigid air out, and her minimal body heat in.
Weather is only half of the reason for her trembling, though - Adrenaline hasn’t fully dissipated yet, and each time she loses focus, awful flashbacks plague her. So she concentrates on the cold - concentrates on the shuddering within her chest, the tingling in her fingertips as she holds her unsteady hands closer to the flames. Anything at all to keep from remembering Yon Rha’s eyes…
It’s so strange now, to know his name.
She thinks she might have preferred to never know it at all.
For Yon Rah to have a name makes it less easy for Katara to see him only for the monster he is. Names are too humanizing. He doesn’t deserve a name.
“Zuko…” she whispers, halfway hoping he doesn’t hear. But what she doesn’t yet know about the Fire Prince is that he’s an incredibly light sleeper.
Read the rest here!
And here it is on AO3.
Here are all the folks who wished to be tagged so as not to miss the story:
aujourd-huii pepsi-co-dew quietgirl1998 nanaosaki-sans-world summerofzutara royalfirelily hiitsally lovely0908 goldencolorrock zutarart jeekoness my-multi-fandom-mind-palace
Whoa.
So much good Zutara stuff tonight. MY HEART CAN’T HANDLE IT.
batcii:
Zutara Week 2014 | day one; Melancholy
I slapped...
Zutara Week 2014 | day one; Melancholy
I slapped these colours on so quickly. Had to finish before I leave for the snow. I’m away from my tablet for the rest of the week but I’m going to try and upload some stuff from my sketchbook for other days. V obvs visual references to tSR here.
zutaraweek:
drisela:
ZUTARA WEEK 2014! Melancholy Aw. I made...
ZUTARA WEEK 2014!
Melancholy
Aw. I made myself sad.
(My first post.) :)
!!!!!!!
July 12, 2014
abrza:
Anonymous asked: I know you just said you’re not into...
Anonymous asked:
I know you just said you’re not into atla much anymore but that redraw was perf! :O
So apparently Zuko’s arm is all wonky in this scene because when placed correctly it totally looks like he’s copping a feel. LOL I had fun and picked a whole bunch of colors, so don’t worry. Here you go Zutara nerd. Katara’s anatomy still frightens me.
July 11, 2014
beanaroony:
Trying something new here with the coloring...
Trying something new here with the coloring style.
Dedicated to this lovely person. Thanks for putting up with my sucky rping, hah!
