Okay, so there was a little scenario with the guards.

After the war, Zuko visits the South Pole and learns something about the Water Tribe.

While staging their rescue at the Boiling Rock prison, things take a turn for the worse.

Zuko meets Sokka while he’s on a date, and Sokka enlists Zuko into an awkward experience. Timing of the events in Ba Sing Se irrelevant here. Zuko/Sokka

Sokka would swear, later on, that it was completely innocent when it started.

On a shopping excursion, Zuko discovers a little secret about Sokka and a dress provides a unique bonding experience.

Three years after the war, the work still isn't quite done and the Gaang is scattered across the continents in their efforts to help the world recover. When Aang and Katara pay visit to the Fire Nation where Zuko is Fire Lord and Sokka acts as Ambassador for the Water Tribe, sparks fly between the siblings over Sokka's life choices.

And here begins the cliche. Because there's just not enough modern highschool setting fics out there.

There wasn’t a whole lot to do at the Western Air Temple. On any given day, Sokka would get up, wander down to where Zuko and Aang were practising, and spend the morning fine-tuning his jerkbending puns.

One of your pairing requests was: ZukoxSokkaxZuko which was either a typo or (as I chose to see it) season 1 Evil!PrinceZukoxSokkaxDorky!GoodZuko. Tried to include as many prompts as I could. Fic is set in a series of four drabbily scenes.

Sokka lay in the softest, cleanest, nicest bed he’d had in months.

When Zuko takes what should be Sokka’s punishment, it’s up to Sokka to heal him again.

“Trust me, I know what I’m doing,” Sokka informed Zuko with a smirk, hoisting the large burlap sack over one shoulder. “I’m an expert.”

Birthday porn I wrote a few weeks ago for [info]avocado_love and forgot to repost. Birthday prisonsex porn, even, set during The Boiling Rock.

Sokka isn’t thinking very clearly when Prince Jerkbender comes to him in the dark in the back of the temple and says “let me do something for you.”

This was written as a meme response to the prompt “Sokka and Zuko spend the entire fic arguing about what kind of sex is socially acceptable for them to have”.

It looked like whatever the guys had learned at the Sun Warrior temple had lit the fuse of their little firecracker. Sokka was not going to let anyone else get hurt when it went off.

Sokka has been kidnapped by the Fire Nation. Instead of prison, he serves as personal valet to the prince.

I don't remember the exact prompt, only that it was Sokka/Zuko sex pollen! DO WANT. There was either a reply or at least five comments promising one.

This was written as a meme response to the prompt “Sokka and Zuko spend the entire fic arguing about what kind of sex is socially acceptable for them to have”. Yes, it is exactly as not-right as you think it is.

[“I just—“ Zuko begins, cuts himself off, opens his mouth to try again. Nothing comes out, and Sokka gives him a full-body squeeze to encourage him. “Maybe next time, you could, uh…” “Yes?” Rushing him does nothing but make him shut down, Sokka’s learned the hard way. Patience isn’t something that comes naturally, but it’s something that he’s learning, just like Zuko’s slowly learning to communicate. “Maybe next time, I want you to, uh, hold me down.”] Or, Zuko learns to use his words.

In which Zuko’s advisors won’t stop harassing him about suitable candidates for Fire Lady, and Zuko’s friends hatch an ingenious plan: pretend courtships.

Not the Pokémon AU you asked for but the one you’re getting anyway. Featuring: full time gym leader and local cryptid Zuko, badge challenger Sokka, and Katara who can only look at so many memes before she flips.

[“Okay, but listen,” Zuko says. “I’m listening.” “Did you forget about the capitalist scam happening tomorrow?” He asks. “You know, patron saint of shitty teddy bears and pretending that a few flowers makes up for being emotionally constipated the rest of the year?” Zuko shrugs. “Not like I lied.” “Sounds kind of like you lied.” “He said couple,” Zuko points out, “We are a couple. A couple of people who want a discount.”] Or, Zuko and Sokka work the system.

‘…H-how am I still alive?’ Zuko thinks. Sokka flinches back. Whoaaa, how in Spirits name did Zuko project his voice like that? Sokka didn’t even see him move his lips. As if he can hear Sokka’s thoughts, Zuko turns his head to look directly at him, eyes bewildered. And this is where Sokka realises something is very, very wrong. Two minutes later: “No way!” Sokka shakes his head wildly, just as prince jerkbender across him curses. “I’m soul bonded- To him?! No way! That’s just spirit mumbo-jumbo!!!” -or, through some freak Spirit accident involving Zhao, the Avatar, and the continuous joke that is both their existence, Sokka and Zuko have been soul-bonded and mentally linked. Neither of them are particularly happy with this.

[It’s all Mai’s fault. It was never going to work out between them at the end of the day, romantically, but Zuko will love her until the day he dies, and that love is how he gets bullied into putting it on in the first place. It’s a little square of deep red lace and ribbon that weighs next to nothing. Mai presses it into his hands with a smirk and tells him to put it on. It matches her black one, she says. Hurry up. Zuko loves this woman with every drop of blood in his body. He takes the...whatever it is and hurries up. He changes in her closet—there’s no mirror in there, but Zuko doesn’t need it. He knows what this is.] Or, Zuko explores some options.

Zuko doesn’t have time to deal with pressure for an arranged marriage, especially since he isn’t even sure he likes women that way. (A realisation that has absolutely nothing to do with Ambassador Sokka - shut up, Suki.) Katara and Aang have broken up again, and the Northern Water Tribe are pushing for a match between the North and South. Which leads Zuko and Katara to develop a genius, foolproof, only slightly drunken plan: they can pretend to date for the length of Katara’s stay in the palace, giving them both a brief reprieve from political pressures on their love lives. What could go wrong?