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Monday: Lights!

Hello, everyone! I’m scarlet_gryphon, and I'll be your guest host for the week.

Today’s theme is Lights! Talk about lights of any kind: Did someone see the light? Did they go towards that big light in the sky? Has someone been blinded by science the light? Did someone see someone else in a new light? Prompt away!

Some quick examples:

Stargate Atlantis, Lorne/Parrish, the light of the moon both hides and reveals the truth

Sanctuary, Henry & Tesla, their faces were lit with the otherworldly glow of discovery.


As always, remember to follow the rules:

  • Only three prompts from a fandom

  • Only five prompts in a row

  • If one prompt gets filled you can leave a new one.

  • No spoilers in your prompts until a week after airdate/publication

  • If your fill contains a spoiler, please warn accordingly and leave space for the spoiler.


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marbleglove
Dec. 19th, 2011 05:58 pm (UTC)
Avatar: The Last Airbender, Zuko, I set fire to the rain
tigriswolf
Dec. 20th, 2011 05:22 pm (UTC)
(no fic)

Every time I hear that song (and I've heard it quite a bit in the last few days, as I have it on repeat), I think of Vathara's Embers. You know it?
marbleglove
Dec. 20th, 2011 06:29 pm (UTC)
Re: (no fic)
I first heard the song on a (really excellent) Thor vid focused on Loki, so it always reminds me that of that first. But Vathara is one of my favorite authors and I love the scene in which Zuko sets fire to the rain by finding its memory of lightning.
tigriswolf
Dec. 21st, 2011 05:28 pm (UTC)
Re: (no fic)
Do you have a link to that vid?
marbleglove
Dec. 22nd, 2011 01:23 am (UTC)
Re: (no fic)
The original version that I saw was taken down, but I found a remastered version at: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IzH2F-lcEWA
tigriswolf
Dec. 22nd, 2011 04:12 pm (UTC)
Re: (no fic)
Thank you; that was gorgeous. I wish youtube still let me favorite things.
tigriswolf
Dec. 22nd, 2011 05:25 pm (UTC)
let it burn while I cry - PG, season 3, AUish(?)

(So, um, I just reread a couple chapters of Embers. And I wrote this. I borrowed a little something from that awesome story.)



His father is the Phoenix King. His sister is the greatest firebender in the nation. His uncle is the Dragon of the West. His mother is missing.

Zuko plans with the Avatar, with the greatest earthbender in the world, with a waterbending master, and a nonbender who thinks so oddly Zuko can't help but be impressed.

He's not sure what he offers them. Yes, he is a firebender; but he was never the best. He's always been adequate. Surely, the Avatar needs something better than merely adequate.

He stands in the rain, breathing slowly and surely. Katara is making the rain dance; Toph’s face is upturned to catch the water on her tongue. The nonbenders they seem to have adopted are chasing each other, flinging handfuls of rain. Sokka laughs at the shapes Katara contorts the rain into.

And Aang, the most powerful bender in all the world, is watching Zuko. “I remember something Gyatso told me once,” Aang says softly, stepping up to Zuko’s side. He holds out a hand, calling water and wind, making a little storm in his palm. “There’s lightning in every raindrop.”

“Really?” Zuko murmurs. Uncle mentioned something like that once; it was long ago, before his mother left, before Azula went from his baby sister to his enemy.

He cannot control lightning yet, not like Uncle, not like Azula. But now that he’s feeling for it… yes. there.

Zuko opens his eyes and watches the rain in Aang’s hand burn.
marbleglove
Dec. 22nd, 2011 08:17 pm (UTC)
Re: let it burn while I cry - PG, season 3, AUish(?)
This is both lovely and very, very satisfying. Zuko is finding himself at the same time as he's finding fire in rain. Wonderful.
attackfish
Aug. 21st, 2014 01:17 pm (UTC)
Fill: And all the Games You Played, You Would Always Win
"We should..." Katara stopped, whatever she thought they should do lost.

Underneath his sister's wracking sobs, Zuko could hear the crackle of fires, the remnants of their Agni Kai, slowly reducing more and more of the palace complex to ash. "We can't leave her here."

"We have to." Katara's eyes flicked to him, sweeping over the smoldering rooftops. " We can't stay here."

"There's uh," Zuko swallowed. Azula's lightning still pulsed through every cell in his body, the brief respite Katara's healing had given him ebbing away. "The Fire Sages will be around here somewhere. They will be watching so they know who to crown."

"Yeah," Katara said. "Okay. I'll get them to send for the guards. They'll listen to me; they do what fourteen year old waterbenders tell them to do all the time." Her breath came out of her as a nervous giggle, that infected Zuko, and their laughter rose together, until it seemed to spill over and away, leaving Zuko without air to breathe. Before Zuko had caught his breath again, Katara had taken off running, flashing him a smile full of relief and exhaustion, and terror all at once.

And suddenly, he was alone. And he was so much more used to being alone in his sister's presence, than being alone with her. Stumbling, he found himself being drawn to his sister like lightning to a lightning rod. He could feel the energy from Sozin's comet burning away, leaving behind only the throbbing pain of Azula's lightning, and the terrible fatigue that came from knowing nothing was over yet. He knew Azula could feel it too. Her screams had turned to sobs.

He collapsed in front of her, tucking his legs in against his chest as he faced her. The torrents of flame that had poured from her mouth as Katara had chained her down were gone. Tears had taken their place, tiny flickers of blue fire making them sizzle away, leaving incriminating trails of salt like ribbons down her cheeks. He couldn't help staring at her, stripped of her artifice, all of that fear and devastation left naked. She stared as if he weren't there, and there was nothing in front of her at all.

It felt as if the air between them had become a stone wall. There was no reaching out to touch her. She wasn't something that could be touched. She was Azula. She was unbeatable.

Except that she wasn't.

For a wild, panicked moment, he wished they could trade places. He knew what to do with losing, with powerlessness, and being trapped. He hadn't won, he simply hadn't lost as badly. He hadn't beaten her; Katara hadn't even beaten her. They had simply been there when she had beaten herself. But when he left here, he was going to ave to be firelord, living proof of her defeat. And it was her turn to be alone in his presence. So he waited until the guards came, watching her burn her tears away.
marbleglove
Sep. 5th, 2014 02:21 am (UTC)
Re: Fill: And all the Games You Played, You Would Always Win
Oh wow. This is amazing and heart-wrenching. The idea of how Azula wasn't defeated by anyone other than herself and now she's trying to burn the tears away is just so very perfect to her character. And Zuka unsure how to deal with having won, or at least, having his sister lose. This is wonderful. Thank you for such an amazing fill.
attackfish
Sep. 10th, 2014 11:11 pm (UTC)
Re: Fill: And all the Games You Played, You Would Always Win
Thank you! For a fill on a prompt this old, I don't even expect a response, much less one as nice as this!

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