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    “I’m sorry.” Zuko says, and is shocked to realize he actually means it.

    Azula shrugs, and he can tell she’s worked hard at having a perfectly neutral expression, at appearing completely unphased. At this point, they’ve dropped all semblance of fighting. They’re just two children caught in the crossfire of their father’s war. “I think Father wants me dead,” she says. She doesn’t sound entirely against the idea.

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    09 Jan 2026

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    Beautiful fic, I've reread this a few times. Haven't been into atla in a hot minute, but it's great to revisit it. :)

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    You can't remember when the pain first started, but sometimes you think maybe you've always been like this.


    Dave has chronic pain, he's still coming to terms with it.

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    16 Nov 2025

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    Yeah yeah yeah I'm normal about this one definitely hit me with a brick why don't you

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    Dave didn’t fall asleep on you this time, but he did let you put your arm around his shoulders for almost the entire length of the movie. Same as always, neither of you mentioned what was going on, you just--went with it. Then the movie ended and you went your separate ways and you’re torn between feeling giddy from the closeness and wanting to cry from frustration.

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    10 Oct 2025

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    so I don't forget about this lovely fic,,, also it makes my heart ache in the best way

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    It’s 2011 and Frank Iero’s life is pretty average until the night where he starts getting dreams about a strange, apocalyptic California where there’s rayguns, grey corporations and terrorists who use art and colour as a weapon. Interesting and fun at first, but the more he dreams about this world, the more he starts to wonder if it really is a dream... and the deeper he gets into this futuristic world, the more it seems to affect his life in the present day.

    And just how exactly does everything all seem to link in with that douchebag black-haired artist who sits in Starbucks every day?

    (Set in the Danger Days world but not necessarily following the canon established by the album and music video's.)

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    09 Sep 2025

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    Beautiful, art is the weapon

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    The bastard was bandaged like a mummy, his usually perfectly styled hair still had chunks of blood in it and he looked paler than a ghost, but somehow, annoyingly, he managed to look handsome all the same… how had he not noticed that before?

    As he thought of that, he traced the line of his bottom lip with one of his fingers, absent-mindedly.

    There were other things he didn't realize before, it seemed.

    The before and after of the (successful!) rescue mission. Ivan was ready to die for his love, and Till had a lot on his mind.

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    20 May 2025

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    One of THE ivantill fics. To me at least.