3 Works in Mai & The Gaang & Ty Lee (Avatar)
Zuko didn’t like to dance. Neither did Mai. But Ty Lee did and they’d do it for her. Fortunately for them, Ty Lee cared about how they felt and wanted to show them just how wonderful music could be. All Zuko and Mai knew were slow dances, the things of ballrooms and romance. Ty Lee only knew the dances of friendship, freedom, and fun.
- Part 3 of My Fics For AroWriMo 2021
[Stories, he’s come to realize, were one of his favorite things in the world. He loves them. More than maps, more than science, more than – okay, not Suki, but it’s close.
He just. Loves. Stories.
Stories told around campfires in the middle of nowhere. Stories to scare, stories that made him laugh, even the ones that made him cry. He likes to think of them as a bridge. A way to remember the past, to keep it in memory, for it to speak to the world.
He’s heard stories told in a thousand ways a thousand times, not all of them good, but that’s what makes them special. No one told them the same way. A man in the South Pole could tell the same story as a woman in Caldera or a kid in Ba Sing Se, and yet somehow it would just be…different.
And now, staring him in the face, is another story. One he’s never thought of before.]
Zuko, it turns out, has tattoos. A lot of tattoos. And each one tells a story.
"Sokka quit asking me whether I can freeze your boomerang!"
"Tell that to the jerkbender who likes to light his swords on fire!"
Or, the untold stories of how the Gaang like to spend their downtime.