(Yes, I'll get back to my other memes eventually, but I want to play with my shinies right now.)
You may blame my newfound love of the Detective Inspector Chen novels for this entirely.
Previous installments are:
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Ozai and Lu Ten, enjoying life-
Ursa/Ozai, the first impression was... memorableThis AU is Fire Nation-royal centric, so not
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Ozai/Ursa; second meeting
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There was a great celebration that night. The demons had not taken the Firelord's daughter; perhaps the curse on their nation was broken. She was too embarrassed to say she had vomited on the demon who had come, and too proud to take credit for deeds she had not done.
It was a miserable party.
Ursa begged off early, retiring to bed. The clean cotton sheets caressed her skin, and she sank into the pillows with a grateful sigh.
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In the morning, there was a night-black lily on the pillow next to her.
Ursa's eyes narrowed, and she incinerated it and the pillow it rested on in a burst of blue fire.
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Her father began to talk of marriage. Ursa scowled - no one had ever spoken of marrying her before. She did not want to be married off in some game of power between the Firelord and his nobles and generals. Her mother's father was Avatar Roku, ( ... )
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This is wondrous. I like how Ozai is courting Ursa now, despite the... memorable first meeting.
I also like the detail of the black lilies needing blood to live. <333
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The imperial city was the piece of Hell closest to the veil between worlds. As the first solid piece of reality since leaving the mortal world, it should have been a welcome experience.
It really wasn't. Stepping onto the luminescent ice docks was like stepping into a Northern Water Tribe harbor. Taking the path up to the city itself where it nestled in the bowl of something that wasn't a volcano sickeningly resembled the path from the harbor to Capital City of the Fire Nation. And the city itself ( ... )
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Zhao snarled and whirled, taking in the tableau of two war-demons pulling out their swords. A number of similar crossbow bolts were scattered across the lobby, several demons and less lucky human shades impaled on them.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the gold presence of the lust-demon pause by the door.
"What the slag are they doing?" Zhao hissed at Underling No ( ... )
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Amazing how attention from the wrong demon can get you where you want to go faster. <3
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