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The Night Fury came crashing to the ground, teeth bared and growling despite the bola pinning its wings. A moment later, a second, smaller, winged creature landed in front of it, crouching protectively over the dragon.
"Get back." The creature demands, in a very human voice.
Stoick pushes through the gathering crowd, presses his axe to the thing's neck. "Who are you?"
The creature doesn't reply, tilts its head away from Stoick to speak to its demonic friend in the dragon's harsh, clicking language.
"You will answer me!" Stoick bellowed. "Who are you?"
"Odin help us- Ryder!" Astrid elbows her way through the crowd, sounding out of breath. She jolts to a stop next to Stoick, brushing her bangs out of her eyes.
The demon man, Ryder, tips her head to her. "Pleasure to see you again Milady."
"You know this man?"
Astrid nods. "That's the Dragon Conqueror. He helped us save you from Alvin."or - the night before the final training test, hiccup disappears. all of berk assumes she's dead. six years later, alvin takes berk. the only person they can turn to for help is the 'mythical dragon conqueror' and his night fury
or - the 'runaway hiccup' au that is taking over my life
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05 Jul 2026
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At the beginning of the Hogwarts 1977-1978 school year, James Potter finds a cat and Regulus Black finds a Horcrux.
These events are not unrelated.
What follows is a deal to their mutual benefit: James helps Regulus hone the finer details of advanced transfiguration, and in return, Regulus teaches James what he knows of occlumency and legilimency. James is pleasantly surprised by how much he enjoys their lessons, certainly more than he thought he would considering what (admittedly little) he knows of Sirius’s younger brother. Regulus, for his part, thought he was smart enough to know that anyone with as many secrets as him has no business teaching fucking mind reading to another person. Especially when that person is James Potter.
There is affection—the kind that only comes from meeting someone you never expected to understand you. And there is war—a looming thunderhead that neither of them wants to see consume the other.
The rest is a matter of secrets, family, and letting go.
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29 Jun 2026
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Zuko was supposed to die that night, at his father's hands and at the behest of his grandfather.
Ursa was supposed to vanish that night, and take nothing with her but her name.
Things didn't exactly go to plan.
OR: spirited away from the fire nation by their mother and abandoned to a life of poverty and running, zuko and azula learn to manage. right until the avatar and his friends drop way too cheerfully into their life, and the war returns to them in earnest. a story of hope, hardship and learning to believe in humanity again. zuko wants absolutely nothing to do with it, thank you.
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09 May 2026
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A series of one-shots that take place before, during and after The Art of Burning. Basically just a big taob extra content dumping ground (I will continue to bully Chena in any capacity and in as many separate documents as possible)
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08 May 2026
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Zuko had never excelled at anything. Azula was a prodigy. Uncle always knew what to say. And Father... Father was strong, iron-like. But Zuko had only ever been good at surviving. Putting one foot in front of the other in a grim show of stubborn determination, gritting his teeth and bearing it. Survival was all he had ever been taught. He knew how to do it. So when he was kidnapped by the Southern Water Tribe, he expected to fight as he always had. He didn’t expect to be taught instead how to live.
In a warring land, the Water Tribe forgave the enemy in an act of defiance. For this, he was torn from them, and this time, his wounds won't heal so easily.
Forced back into nothing but survival, the last person Zuko expected to see was Hakoda's son. Hakoda was a promise of safety. The relentless blue of Sokka’s eyes was a promise of happiness. Zuko could have both if he just reached out his hands, but he found them clutching into fists. After all, he’d been burned one too many times.
But hey, at least between Hakoda and Sokka, Zuko could appreciate the family resemblance of pure, asinine stubbornness.
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08 May 2026