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a zukka fic rec list

just some of my fave zukka fics that i’ve stumbled upon

A Learning Experience by Kahuna Burger - Complete. Multi-chapter.

Marriage Something by CloudKat - Unfinished. Multi-chapter. Arranged marriage AU.

Once Upon a Teashop by anaer - Unfinished. Multi-chapter. This one is actually Jetko and Zukka, however the author has yet to decide which ship will be endgame.

We’ll Burn That Bridge When We Come To It by KissMyAssthma13 - Unfinished. Multi-chapter. A modern-type AU with bending.

Boys & Swords by hikuni - One-shot.

Nobility by hikuni - One-shot.

Unpeeled Fruit by hello camel - One-shot. Friendship fic.

Zukka trope drabbles by Kahuna Burger - Drabble collection.

Another option by Kahuna Burger - Complete. Multi-chapter.

Like Warriors by psocoptera - One-shot. The fic that got me into Zukka.

To My Favorite Fire Lord by apairofglasses - One-shot.

The Thing About Fire by DracoMaleficium - Very long one-shot. Some dark themes.

the mountain range of your left-side brain by lupinely - One-shot. Some Sukka. Don’t let the second person POV put you off—it’s actually an amazing fic.

Transference by The_Quartermasters - Complete. Multi-chapter. High School AU. Pretty much the ultimate Zukka fic—everybody has read it.

Borderlines by The_Quartermasters - Complete. Multi-chapter. Kind of a slow start, but definitely worth the read.

Negotiation by Scuttlebutt Inc - Sequel to Borderlines. Unfinished. Multi-chapter.

The One Where the Fire Nation Clearly Loses by miarr - One-shot. Smut. Just…smut.

I’ll tabletop you any day by Yuu_chi - One-shot. Coffee shop AU. A definite must-read.

The Usual Reasons by Wildgoosery - One-shot.

Later Can Wait by Wildgoosery - Sequel to The Usual Reasons. One-shot. Smut.

breathing patterns by saaifione - One-shot. Second person POV. Mostly Gaang-centric, but still some Zukka.

aaaand that’s all i’ve got. this is definitely NOT a be-all-end-all rec list. i have read wayy more than this. these are just my favourites. feel free to add on to this.

also, don’t forget to check the zukka tag on ao3


star wars rule 63: prequel trilogy

This has been lying around my harddrive for way too long, but I finally got around to colouring it! (just experimenting with a bunch of different things and inspired by SW concept art books :))

…. sometimes I suspect the reason for all these AUs is partly an excuse to draw the Mustafar duel a million times in marginally different ways.


Day 2: Cuddling Somewhere. 

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Hux has strict rules about shoes in his quarters. 

Friend: Feysand

Me: You mean my High Lord and High Lady, sending sex to each other through their daemati powers, huntress with an artist’s soul and her sassy violet-eyed mate, the reason why the series actually started with ACOMAF, the wingspan-loving Cursebreaker and her bat, the example of how to treat your partner with respect, cabin-loving, one-room-at-the-inn trope enjoying, never even engaged but still a better couple than feylin, let’s do it non-stop now that we’ve stopped pretending to pretend and we can just be a couple, couple?

Friend: … yup.

Yahaba and Shirabu have taken over my heart what can I do .・゚゚・(/ω\)・゚゚・.

So I was scrolling through Kensho’s twitter and I found this selfie of him with Osaka Ryota.

This is what normal people would see.

While this, is what I see.

I can’t help it! ;w;) HALPPP

anonymous asked:

i want to see melissa comfort scott again when she sees him depressed. she doesn't know details, but she thinks he's had some fallout with stiles and because she /knows/ how stiles thinks by now, she sits scott down. remember when i told you women loved words? well. it's not really about words and it's not really about women. it's about letting the people you love know that you love them. some need it more than others and if this is about who i think it is, he needs it. let him know, scott.

and he does. he does let him know. well he tells the crisp white sheet of paper slowly, one letter at a time, because he’s still not sure he knows quite how to do the feelings thing in words. every scratch of the pen feels like he can never take it back, even though stiles hasn’t read any of it yet, and his hand shakes a bit with his nerves. he thought the pen was a good choice so he wouldn’t be able to change his mind, but instead he finds himself looking at three false starts in the middle of the first paragraph. three times he tried, “I don’t…” “We…” “How…”, and now it looks messy but he tries not to care, he knows stiles will be picturing his face as he was writing and will wonder what he means, so he tries one last time. finally everything pours out like a storm cloud burst, everything he ever wanted to say and couldn’t, everything he’s been afraid to put into words, all his guilt and insecurity and anxiety and pain. but most of all he makes sure to be as honest as he can. scott didn’t think he’s ever hidden anything from stiles, least of all his feelings, but now he knows better. halfway through the confessional scott realizes what he sounds like, so he decides to just admit it. writing the words is a lot easier than even putting the thought together in his mind and accepting that it’s real. i love you. i love your tiny nose and the twinkle in your eye. i love your passion and i love your anger and i love your huge huge heart. i love your voice and how it changes so subtly when you’re talking to me, only to me. i love how you guzzle milk straight from the jug, how you risk your life for the people you love. i love your spiky hair and your sarcastic grin and the little scar under your lip that nobody can see but i know is there (sometimes i want to taste it). i love how it feels when you hug me so tight i can’t breathe, because i know nobody makes you feel as safe as i do. i love that i thought things could never be the same, never be whole again after last year, but you proved me wrong. i can’t live without you. you know i love you but you don’t know how much. it’s killing me that you don’t know. i know you love me but i don’t know if it’s good enough. i love you stiles. i’m in love with you. i’m in love with you. i’m in love with you.
here he puts the pen down because his eyes are full of tears and he doesn’t know how to stop them. he leaves the paper on his desk to read over with a fresh mind tomorrow, to see if he’ll have the courage to ever pick it up again.


I caught the flu and drew a bunch of akafuri on my day off..!!

(also some old ones from my twitter