glass_icarus | A:TLA promptfest!

OMG YOU GUYS. According to

musesfool, only one person who signed up for Remix (as of a few hours ago, anyway) qualifies for A:TLA, which strikes me as a) astonishing and b) SADFACE! I was just going through my stuff to see if I qualify and it appears that I have in fact written enough commentfic to pass, but hey- I could always go another round for A:TLA! &hearts Plus, I still have this one way-overdue story on the backburner, so it'll be nice to kick my brain into writing-mode again.

Therefore: toss in your prompts! Come drabble with me! We have until Saturday before Remix signups close, and it is entirely possible to write enough to qualify if you're properly bunnied. ;D All it takes is seven 100+ word ficbits (or five 500+ word ficlets), and that's if you've never written anything in the fandom before! *tempts*

eta: fills!
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crossedwires: Ty Lee, tightrope; crossover with Red Cliff
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lady_ganesh: Mai, turtleducks
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mercredigirl: Katara, Toph, stewed sea prunes

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Stews are for southerners, Toph says, with a little huff of amusement. The north is cold, with mountains an’ all. You want to be warmed up, throw chilli and vinegar on everything. We don’t have the time for stewing.

Katara forbears to mention how cold the poles are (because, tmd, they are cold!). Instead she shuffles to one side, making space for Toph to kneel down at the small wooden table, and pats the ground. Come on, she chuckles, don’t say you don’t dare.

Grunting in reply, Toph sits down cross-legged and nudges the stew cautiously with soup-spoon and chopsticks.