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I'M OBSESSED. You're so talented OMG 😭
Freedom fighters and Maiko pirate au
For the three-sentence ask game...Jetko (in honor of Jetko week) + physically running into each other in a tea shop (is that setting too specific haha?)
(Pretty sure I gave you a more specific setting for this ask game haha)
Did I cheat wildly on the length of this? Yes! Did I decide that since you wrote two things for my ask, that I could write a double-sized response to yours? Absolutely! Did I also stretch the definition of “a sentence” to (and possibly beyond) the breaking point? Yes, yes I did :p. So, without any further ado, Jetko running into each other in a coffee shop, in approximately 3x2 sentences!
The afternoon shift had begun roughly like any other of the countless identical afternoons spent serving the endless variations on hot leaf water available in Uncle’s tea shop - perhaps it was the expectation of that same grinding monotony which orchestrated Zuko’s downfall this particular day.
For several endless, agonizing seconds, the sound of shattering china was all Zuko could hear, the sight of the colorful shards of Uncle’s favorite teapot and the dark inkblot of his favorite tea spreading across the polished wood floor all that Zuko could see. And yet, both those things paled in comparison to the horror that awaited Zuko’s senses when he finally dragged his eyes off the floor and felt the ringing in his ears abate.
“Hey, stranger.” The low, charming purr rolled out from smirking lips wrapped around a long stalk of browning grass - a familiar smirk in a familiar face, complete with a very familiar pair of sparkling brown eyes that always looked to Zuko like their owner was only just holding back laughter at some private joke (most likely at Zuko’s expense, if the rest of their encounter remained as familiar as the start). A pair of warm arms had wrapped around Zuko’s waist to prevent him from sharing the same fate as Uncle’s favorite tea pot, and Zuko was already powerless to resist the inevitable trouble promised in Jet’s next words, delivered in that same low voice that still dragged shivers all the way from the tips of his toes to the top of his spine in spite of himself, “Looks like you could use some help around here.”
For the three-sentence ask game...Jetko (in honor of Jetko week) + physically running into each other in a tea shop (is that setting too specific haha?)
(Pretty sure I gave you a more specific setting for this ask game haha)
Did I cheat wildly on the length of this? Yes! Did I decide that since you wrote two things for my ask, that I could write a double-sized response to yours? Absolutely! Did I also stretch the definition of “a sentence” to (and possibly beyond) the breaking point? Yes, yes I did :p. So, without any further ado, Jetko running into each other in a coffee shop, in approximately 3x2 sentences!
The afternoon shift had begun roughly like any other of the countless identical afternoons spent serving the endless variations on hot leaf water available in Uncle’s tea shop - perhaps it was the expectation of that same grinding monotony which orchestrated Zuko’s downfall this particular day.
For several endless, agonizing seconds, the sound of shattering china was all Zuko could hear, the sight of the colorful shards of Uncle’s favorite teapot and the dark inkblot of his favorite tea spreading across the polished wood floor all that Zuko could see. And yet, both those things paled in comparison to the horror that awaited Zuko’s senses when he finally dragged his eyes off the floor and felt the ringing in his ears abate.
“Hey, stranger.” The low, charming purr rolled out from smirking lips wrapped around a long stalk of browning grass - a familiar smirk in a familiar face, complete with a very familiar pair of sparkling brown eyes that always looked to Zuko like their owner was only just holding back laughter at some private joke (most likely at Zuko’s expense, if the rest of their encounter remained as familiar as the start). A pair of warm arms had wrapped around Zuko’s waist to prevent him from sharing the same fate as Uncle’s favorite tea pot, and Zuko was already powerless to resist the inevitable trouble promised in Jet’s next words, delivered in that same low voice that still dragged shivers all the way from the tips of his toes to the top of his spine in spite of himself, “Looks like you could use some help around here.”
(A second ask for the 3 sentence ask game, since I forgot it was Jetko week with my first one!) So: Pairing -> Jetko AU Setting -> Jet lives AU, with Jet being reluctantly impressed/turned on by Zuko's fire sword skills, in spite of his best efforts not to be
This was a fun one! I am loving all the Jetko prompts. And I decided we can have an extra sentence or two as a treat, for the effect.
Jet is telling himself that it’s okay, that he at least tried, that every Freedom Fighter has to go eventually, that if his time is now—and between the Dai Li and the blood loss and being down to only one sword with no idea where the other went…—at least he got Longshot and Smellerbee out to safety beforehand, when a whirling dervish of swords and fire and kicks suddenly explodes into the side of the Dai Li, and—
“Lee?!” Jet croaks, incredulous, jerking away—ow—when Lee tries to scoop him up and nearly falling, Lee grunting out, “It’s Zuko, actually,” before shoving a shoulder under Jet's arm and hustling him along, swords—swords on fucking fire, because he’s firebending—still in both hands as he glances with urgency back over their shoulder, gold eyes—fuck, how did Jet not immediately know—scanning for pursuit.
Usually fire detracts from everything except cooking, in Jet’s experience, but with his thoughts fuzzy from the Dai Li’s brain fog, unable to do much beyond try to stay conscious and upright and watch every time Lee—no, it's Zuko, Zuko, why is that name familiar?—sets him against a wall to unleash himself on a new set of guards… Well. It’s unfortunate that Jet has always found competence so attractive.
For the three-sentence fic ask game!
everyone always writes jet as super suave and zuko getting all blushy and easily flustered and thats great but have you considered; jet tries laying on the charm and saying the lines. three quarters of the time zuko has no idea what he's talking abt and misses the insinuation entirely, sometimes throwing a 'none of that bullshit' look bc when he has no idea what ur saying he assumes hes being proverb'd on. the other quarter of the time is him just blinking confusedly in response and being like 'oh. uh. thanks?' and giving a sweet little smile. zuko, due to being an unsocialised gremlin boy, sometimes just says sorta romantic things in a super intense way seemingly out of nowhere - like 'you know, i think could stare into your eyes for hours and never get bored' - with literally zero shame or impulse control. every time, without fail, jet goes super wide eyed and stumbles over his feet and words, attempting to respond in the charismatic way but sounding so choked up and flustered that he butchers it every time (zuko thinks those attempts at suaveness are the cutest things hes ever seen and goes to hold jet's hand every time he gets like that)
accidental marriage jetko au where they get married in ba sing se so now they gotta deal with that later when everything gets resolved. what happens is
jet is mercilessly (but lovingly) bullied by the freedom fighters for marrying a monarch
zuko thinks he’s a widower because of that stupid play (he’s under the impression that jet is still dead)
@jetkoweek2023 day 2: Ba Sing Se, ft. recognition of the self through the other on the kang <- new trope unlocked
but yeah. no one is doing it like them. there has never in history been such a huge gap in understanding between 2 ppl that has also been so small. u get it.
@the-genius-az I couldn't stop thinking about your JD jet idea so here he is 🙏🏼
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I'm starting to feel really sorry for their neighbors. Zuko keeps slamming the door.