Incest Comment Ficathon Round-Up Post
I wrote next to nothing for this thing (even though just glancing through it now, there are still so many things I want to write) (although I swear I wrote Sam/Dean for it, too, but apparently I'm confusing ficathons in my head) but have a round-up post, anyway.
A:tLA, Azula/Zuko, The spark in your eyes belies the apocalypse inside you
Zuko knows it's over before it even begins.
He has spent his life studying his sister and he knows that this is not her, that she'd never brag like she is, that she'd trick him into doing what she wants rather than challenge him openly, like she has.
She is still exceptional, regardless. A year ago--hell, maybe even months ago--Azula would have killed him by now. (He'd like to think that, at any other time, she at least would've been annoyed by his death, but he can't be sure. He knows that now, she wouldn't care at all. There is something different about her, something that she is trying--and, to his practiced eye, obviously failing--to hide.
He's surprised to find that he doesn't actually care what it is. So many things have changed).
Zuko redirects her lightning but its intensity still shocks him, distracts him just long enough for it to take hold. He brings it in but he can't get it all out, and it is every ounce of hate and disgust and destruction that she'd previously tempered around him, it is the excess she'd never given in to before. It nearly kills them both, in its own ways.
Azula was not made for purposes larger than her own; she cannot be handed anything and she cannot owe anyone, her greatest threats the things she cannot fight. She has never run from anything because she does not know how.
Zuko watches her when it's over and can see the person she used to be, the one that only he knew. He watches her now and thinks, this is not my sister; this is someone it would be poisonous to touch.
A:tLA, Azula/Zuko, you wanted me to be less your lover than a mirror
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Zuzu," Azula says flippantly, stepping back into her clothes, "but I'm not like you. Thank God."
Zuko doesn't rise to the bait, doesn't stop her leaving even though some crazy part of him wants to try.
"You should learn that before it gets you killed," she tells him, without turning around.
Lamest round-up post ever, sorry. OTL
DW post here. Comment there? |
A:tLA, Azula/Zuko, The spark in your eyes belies the apocalypse inside you
Zuko knows it's over before it even begins.
He has spent his life studying his sister and he knows that this is not her, that she'd never brag like she is, that she'd trick him into doing what she wants rather than challenge him openly, like she has.
She is still exceptional, regardless. A year ago--hell, maybe even months ago--Azula would have killed him by now. (He'd like to think that, at any other time, she at least would've been annoyed by his death, but he can't be sure. He knows that now, she wouldn't care at all. There is something different about her, something that she is trying--and, to his practiced eye, obviously failing--to hide.
He's surprised to find that he doesn't actually care what it is. So many things have changed).
Zuko redirects her lightning but its intensity still shocks him, distracts him just long enough for it to take hold. He brings it in but he can't get it all out, and it is every ounce of hate and disgust and destruction that she'd previously tempered around him, it is the excess she'd never given in to before. It nearly kills them both, in its own ways.
Azula was not made for purposes larger than her own; she cannot be handed anything and she cannot owe anyone, her greatest threats the things she cannot fight. She has never run from anything because she does not know how.
Zuko watches her when it's over and can see the person she used to be, the one that only he knew. He watches her now and thinks, this is not my sister; this is someone it would be poisonous to touch.
A:tLA, Azula/Zuko, you wanted me to be less your lover than a mirror
"Sorry to burst your bubble, Zuzu," Azula says flippantly, stepping back into her clothes, "but I'm not like you. Thank God."
Zuko doesn't rise to the bait, doesn't stop her leaving even though some crazy part of him wants to try.
"You should learn that before it gets you killed," she tells him, without turning around.
Lamest round-up post ever, sorry. OTL
DW post here. Comment there? |