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At Sokka’s behest, the Gaang skips rescuing Zuko during the Siege at the North Pole. Instead they leave him, unconscious, buried in the snow.
In completely unrelated news, Sokka’s haunted by a ghost now.
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08 Feb 2020
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The local Primary school has a new teacher. He is, to say the very least, odd.
A series of statements regarding the interactions of the townsfolk with one Jonathan Sims, never formally given.
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08 Sep 2023
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“Have we met before?” the other man says, scrutinising him closely. “You’re from here? From London? Where?”
“Firstly,” Martin tells him, ticking off his fingers, “no, I’m not. Secondly, fuck off am I telling a stranger where I live. I have lived in London long enough to pick up that much, at least. Thirdly, who are you? And how do I know you?”
“I—“ the man says, frowning. “I don’t know either. But I know you.”
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Somewhere else, through a train window, Martin spots a familiar face.
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07 Sep 2023
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Must he spell it out for him? “You could…” Aziraphale looks him up and down, then cocks his head towards the poncy fellow up on the balcony, raising his brows pointedly. “You know.”
Possess him? Crowley frowns and asks, “You think so?”
Aziraphale nods, eyes wide. The visual alone has instantly vaporized any alcohol content in his body.
“I—well.” Crowley considers it, then winces. “I haven’t actually poked inside someone since… oh, gotta be 71, I think. Antoine Gay. Bollocksed that one up.”
Aziraphale blinks, taken aback. In his (admittedly frequent) imaginings of Crowley in bed, he never envisioned him as the ‘poker’, necessarily. He seemed like he’d much rather enjoy getting poked instead. Repeatedly. Passionately. Perhaps up against an opulent pillar.
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26 Aug 2023
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Imagine what it would be like, to be a Fallen Archangel. It’s easy enough to imagine Lucifer, that showboat, that teapot dictator, the big oaf. But not him. Imagine being an Archangel who did not mean to Fall, who was surprised by it, who wanted none of it.
Imagine the first time you see Lucifer-that-was afterwards, how he calls you to his throne room like a brother, and how you have to choke down a laugh. That desperate imitation, that aping of Authority, the petulant toddler playing dress-up as Mommy. Imagine this fool claps you on the back, presumes to anoint you, and now you see how deeply you must hide.
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25 Aug 2023