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Post-Canon Fire Lord Zuko (and his staff) by RejectsCanon
Fandom Avatar: The Last Airbender, Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
29 Aug 2024
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A few people have asked if I would make a series for my Fire Lord Zuko fics so they’re easier to read, so here we are! The fics aren’t linear, or necessarily connected (though I do recycle original characters, and occasionally reference an event mentioned in another fic) but you don’t need to read all of them in order to understand one of them, so you’re free to read whichever ones you want. Enjoy!!
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19 May 2026
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Loneliness.
It was Prism’s least favorite thing in the whole entire world.
Next was the SSS, of course.Bookmarked by nerve_impulsivity
05 Feb 2026
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Set at the Western Air Temple. In which Zuko has nightmares, Sokka is sweet, and they're a lil gay.
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26 Jan 2026
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Zuko Is Totally Fine With This (Until He Isn't) by hiraeth7
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender
11 Mar 2024
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Classic 'The Gaang learns how Zuko got his scar' fic where Zuko is too flippant about things and it gives his friends heart attacks
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26 Jan 2026
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The Shape of Things Sensed by aldethebeautiful
Fandoms: Avatar: The Last Airbender (Cartoon 2005)
09 May 2026
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Zuko feels things and receives love from the gaang :') Scar history reveal, nightmares, eagerness to fit in... all of the hurt/comfort for our wayward prince.
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“I’m so sorry,” Katara said again. Zuko nodded.
“I’m sorry too. And I’m sorry for what I did in Ba Sing Se. You have to know that.” An intensity had entered his expression, a desperation.
“I think I do now.” She inhaled deeply and the corners of her mouth turned upward, her chin rising as her chest lifted. She was feeling a mixture of things… pride, wonder, compassion… love. Love for the twists and turns of destiny which, while often painful, had a way of settling into correctness, into solid ground. Love for the injured Fire Nation boy who crawled his way out of treacherous hell into the shelter of her little family, who looked at her now with the love of a brother. She took his hands and squeezed.
“Zuko,” she said, “Welcome home.”
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26 Jan 2026