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Disclaimer: I don’t own Avatar: The Last Airbender; Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko have me beat in that area.
THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE TRAILER FROM NYCC.
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02 : Silky
Rating : PG-13
Theme : 04. Silky
April 23, 2008
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“I don’t want to talk about it,” he sulked openly as she walked up to him.
She couldn’t help but chuckle at what happened, keeping a hand over her mouth to not appear as rude as she was being. “I’m,” she stifled a chuckle, “sorry.”
“Oh, you sound real sorry,” he scoffed, turning slightly away from her. “You didn’t have to endure your father going over every detail of how to ‘pleasure a woman properly,’ did you?”
“No, I didn’t. But really, I am sorry,” she sat down next to him, then placed a hand on his shoulder. “I didn’t know you were planning on... that.”
“I wanted everything to be special, but it had to go and get ruined. Why didn’t you show up?” he asked, obviously hurt, and her laughing was just throwing salt on the wounds.
Before speaking, she composed herself. “Katara pulled me away, claiming she needed my help. I couldn’t tell her I was going to go spend some quality time with you, now, could I? How would she take that?”
“Oh, like how my father took it, probably,” he groaned, leaning against her. “How did he even figure out what was going on?”
“Well, from what I heard... you had candles lit, a rose in your mouth, and posed provocatively to whoever to enter–which would’ve been me if they hadn’t set up a diversion.” The thought of it made her giggle internally, seeing it as being corny and not all that romantic. Despite this, she was touched that Sokka would go through all of that for her in the first place, even going as far as to set up a private tent for them–which, in reality, sounds hazardous, especially if they were going to be moving around and... “You had your hair down, too, right?” She bet if she ran her hand through it, it would feel like silk. So silky smooth. She needed to stop thinking these thoughts so close to him, or she wouldn’t be able to stop herself.
“How do you know all of that so... specifically? Did you show up and leave when you caught sight of me?” he sulked, looking at her with puppy-dog eyes and a quivering bottom lip.
“Of course not! I probably would’ve laughed, smirked, and joined you down there on the floor. Katara told me all of this after the fact.” She blushed at what she said, what she alluded to, but breathed a sigh of relief when Sokka didn’t notice the exact meaning behind her words.
“Did my dad tell her about it, you think?” he asked, confused.
“Wasn’t he too busy talking to you to tell Katara anything? I could be wrong, but that’s how it lines up chronologically, right?”
“Yeah, that sounds–“ he stopped, his eyebrows furrowing in the middle of his head, his look turning from confusion to complete outrage.
“Wha–“
“AANG! AVATAR OR NOT, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
From the distance, they heard the yell of, “Hey, I call it payback!”
“Payback for what?” Suki asked, her grip on his shoulder tightening to keep him sitting next to her and to not kill the world’s only hope for salvation. “What did you do to him?”
“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything to him! He’s cruel!” Sokka pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing like a child. Whining wouldn’t get him anywhere, but he couldn’t believe that Aang would stoop so low as to block him from... His cheeks were tinged a light pink with the thought of what he was going to attempt.
“You must have done something to him to promote that kind of behavior. You know, possibly while he was trying to either tell someone something or...” she reasoned, watching him. “I know it has to do with Katara, but can’t you see that–“
“Well,” Sokka interrupted, frowning. “I know he’s in love with her. Head over heels, in fact, and it’s threatening, I guess. I know how that feels, and when you’re like that with someone else, certain thoughts run through your head, certain impure thoughts that I would really love to not think about in regards to my sister and the Avatar.”
“And when did you figure this out?” she asked, scooting closer to him and leaning against his arm. He moved his arm to wrap it around her shoulders and pull her even closer.
“Uh, well,” he trailed off, trying to do the math but failing. “For a while, but you get the picture. Anyways, every time he would try and talk to her, flirt, or even confess to her, I would...”
“Block him? Shut him down? Interrupt? Distract her?”
“Yeah, pretty much.” He sighed, “Now I feel bad.”
“And what do you think he just did to you?” she continued her tirade of questioning, smirking at him. She knew she was in the right. “Don’t you think that’s fair?”
“Well, we’re going for completely different things here,” he reasoned, trying to dig himself out of the trap he put himself in.
“Oh? And how do you know that for a fact?”
The edge in her voice made him uneasy.
She tilted her head to get a better view of his face. Her eyes surveyed the nervous way he swallowed before finishing his train of thought.
“I wanted to show you how much I love you, and... he just wanted to tell her. See? Mine is more important. And I’m older. And you’re not my sister, that’s an entirely different scenario, here.”
“I’d hope not.” She paused, then said, “And by show you meant...”
“Show.”
The look on his face was rather amusing, to say the least, but the implications of his words made her shiver. He felt it, and responded by smiling shyly at her.
Lifting her hand, she cupped his cheek before kissing him sweetly on the lips. “There’s a time and place for everything. We’ll have our time soon enough.”
“You’re saying that it’ll happen?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Have I mentioned I love you?”
“Multiple times, yes.”
THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE TRAILER FROM NYCC.
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02 : Silky
Rating : PG-13
Theme : 04. Silky
April 23, 2008
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“I don’t want to talk about it,” he sulked openly as she walked up to him.
She couldn’t help but chuckle at what happened, keeping a hand over her mouth to not appear as rude as she was being. “I’m,” she stifled a chuckle, “sorry.”
“Oh, you sound real sorry,” he scoffed, turning slightly away from her. “You didn’t have to endure your father going over every detail of how to ‘pleasure a woman properly,’ did you?”
“No, I didn’t. But really, I am sorry,” she sat down next to him, then placed a hand on his shoulder. “I didn’t know you were planning on... that.”
“I wanted everything to be special, but it had to go and get ruined. Why didn’t you show up?” he asked, obviously hurt, and her laughing was just throwing salt on the wounds.
Before speaking, she composed herself. “Katara pulled me away, claiming she needed my help. I couldn’t tell her I was going to go spend some quality time with you, now, could I? How would she take that?”
“Oh, like how my father took it, probably,” he groaned, leaning against her. “How did he even figure out what was going on?”
“Well, from what I heard... you had candles lit, a rose in your mouth, and posed provocatively to whoever to enter–which would’ve been me if they hadn’t set up a diversion.” The thought of it made her giggle internally, seeing it as being corny and not all that romantic. Despite this, she was touched that Sokka would go through all of that for her in the first place, even going as far as to set up a private tent for them–which, in reality, sounds hazardous, especially if they were going to be moving around and... “You had your hair down, too, right?” She bet if she ran her hand through it, it would feel like silk. So silky smooth. She needed to stop thinking these thoughts so close to him, or she wouldn’t be able to stop herself.
“How do you know all of that so... specifically? Did you show up and leave when you caught sight of me?” he sulked, looking at her with puppy-dog eyes and a quivering bottom lip.
“Of course not! I probably would’ve laughed, smirked, and joined you down there on the floor. Katara told me all of this after the fact.” She blushed at what she said, what she alluded to, but breathed a sigh of relief when Sokka didn’t notice the exact meaning behind her words.
“Did my dad tell her about it, you think?” he asked, confused.
“Wasn’t he too busy talking to you to tell Katara anything? I could be wrong, but that’s how it lines up chronologically, right?”
“Yeah, that sounds–“ he stopped, his eyebrows furrowing in the middle of his head, his look turning from confusion to complete outrage.
“Wha–“
“AANG! AVATAR OR NOT, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
From the distance, they heard the yell of, “Hey, I call it payback!”
“Payback for what?” Suki asked, her grip on his shoulder tightening to keep him sitting next to her and to not kill the world’s only hope for salvation. “What did you do to him?”
“What do you mean? I didn’t do anything to him! He’s cruel!” Sokka pouted, crossing his arms over his chest and huffing like a child. Whining wouldn’t get him anywhere, but he couldn’t believe that Aang would stoop so low as to block him from... His cheeks were tinged a light pink with the thought of what he was going to attempt.
“You must have done something to him to promote that kind of behavior. You know, possibly while he was trying to either tell someone something or...” she reasoned, watching him. “I know it has to do with Katara, but can’t you see that–“
“Well,” Sokka interrupted, frowning. “I know he’s in love with her. Head over heels, in fact, and it’s threatening, I guess. I know how that feels, and when you’re like that with someone else, certain thoughts run through your head, certain impure thoughts that I would really love to not think about in regards to my sister and the Avatar.”
“And when did you figure this out?” she asked, scooting closer to him and leaning against his arm. He moved his arm to wrap it around her shoulders and pull her even closer.
“Uh, well,” he trailed off, trying to do the math but failing. “For a while, but you get the picture. Anyways, every time he would try and talk to her, flirt, or even confess to her, I would...”
“Block him? Shut him down? Interrupt? Distract her?”
“Yeah, pretty much.” He sighed, “Now I feel bad.”
“And what do you think he just did to you?” she continued her tirade of questioning, smirking at him. She knew she was in the right. “Don’t you think that’s fair?”
“Well, we’re going for completely different things here,” he reasoned, trying to dig himself out of the trap he put himself in.
“Oh? And how do you know that for a fact?”
The edge in her voice made him uneasy.
She tilted her head to get a better view of his face. Her eyes surveyed the nervous way he swallowed before finishing his train of thought.
“I wanted to show you how much I love you, and... he just wanted to tell her. See? Mine is more important. And I’m older. And you’re not my sister, that’s an entirely different scenario, here.”
“I’d hope not.” She paused, then said, “And by show you meant...”
“Show.”
The look on his face was rather amusing, to say the least, but the implications of his words made her shiver. He felt it, and responded by smiling shyly at her.
Lifting her hand, she cupped his cheek before kissing him sweetly on the lips. “There’s a time and place for everything. We’ll have our time soon enough.”
“You’re saying that it’ll happen?”
“Why wouldn’t I be?”
“Have I mentioned I love you?”
“Multiple times, yes.”
Due to the plethora of spoilers being posted for A:TLA from NYCC, I’ve been bit by the inspiration bug for Suki and Sokka and felt like participating in a LiveJournal challenge dedicated to them. This challenge is from the 10_themes community, and there (as the community name suggests) are ten prompts. So, basically, these will all be ten one-shots dedicated to Suki and Sokka!
I picked this title, straying from how I normally name challenges, since this is a more dirty (though not entirely smutty) take on their prospective relationship, and... they wouldn’t be head over heels, they’d be heels over head (taken from a song title), in this smuttier tale, wouldn't they?
Please, review when you’re done and tell me what you think! Enjoy!
I picked this title, straying from how I normally name challenges, since this is a more dirty (though not entirely smutty) take on their prospective relationship, and... they wouldn’t be head over heels, they’d be heels over head (taken from a song title), in this smuttier tale, wouldn't they?
Please, review when you’re done and tell me what you think! Enjoy!
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well hellooooo-ooo
LOL I love Sokka.
But we've discussed this already.
Multiple times.
I think this might be my favorite of the three you've done so far because seeing that at the end of the trailer and then actually hearing what he said in the high quality one were moments of epic lawlz and Sokka-love.
LOL I love Sokka.
But we've discussed this already.
Multiple times.
I think this might be my favorite of the three you've done so far because seeing that at the end of the trailer and then actually hearing what he said in the high quality one were moments of epic lawlz and Sokka-love.