Here all the crap that comes out of my
keyboard pen. Because, yes, I happen to write fanfiction in my freetime, and that which doesn’t totally suck… Ends up on Fanfiction.net, published under the name the-black-orange.
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She owed him - “I believe you owe me, now.” Aang had kissed her once and she’d never had the chance to return the favor. (Kataang Oneshot)
Bedtime - As their children finally sleep, Aang and Katara have a rather curious talk. “You seriously can’t recognize your own hair?” (Kataang Oneshot)
Raise me up - Sometimes it’s hard to be born in such famous families. Especially when they’re so large, loud, and unconventional. But, you see, at least with such big and loving families it’s very hard to feel alone. (Oneshot series. Future fic. Kataang, Maiko, Sukka, The Doph implied)
Captured - She was lost and captured; imprisoned where no one but her captives could find her ever again. Or so they hoped. “He will come and get me out.” (Kataang Oneshot)
Scents - Eight prompts, eight drabbles, lots of Kataang fluff. Because we all need some, every once in a while. (Kataang Drabbles)
Burrow - Hamlet remembers a time when he wasn’t Hamlet. Nezumi/Sion, Hamlet POV (Nezumi Oneshot)
Sing to me, muse - … she walked closer, stepping over dead, yellow grass and patches of burned soil, and she saw the figure tumbling in the air. “Are those winged shoes?” Katara couldn’t help but exclaim. (ATLA/PJO Crossover)
Persephone - He just can’t fathom that he was the one to steal her from her garden. (Rin/Shiemi, somewhat AU)
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