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I fully believe the “you have the face of who you lived most in your past life” theory and i think it’s 100% real in ATLA. Even though it kills me to think about Korra being gone, i absolutely love the idea of the next avatar looking like Asami <3
Sadly I think the last of the Gaang will be gone as well, but i had an idea that the next avatars lover will look identical to katara and korra! and hopefully from the water tribe but i also think it’d be really cute if someone from Aangs family (specifically Kainora’s grandchildren) and an airbender would be their s/o.
The reason i’d want their loved to be of water tribe descent is because i want Asami (if she’s alive hopefully) to see what she and korra had with dynamic and appearance (angst reasons 😕)
if i was in zuko’s place in ATLA i would be so scared of fire like he got half his face burned but also by his father i would imagine that the first few months or years he’s hunting down aang he doesn’t even use his bending power because of his fear.
and like imagine if he physically couldn’t use the most fundamental part of himself and iroh had to like reteach him how to fire bend.
CURLS
Am I obsessed with zuko. Yes. Yes I am.
It has never felt so good to have clean skin and hair— yes I showered back in Ba Sing Se but that was so long ago.
I’ve known my hair was curly; but I haven’t washed it in so long. Stuck in those two braids that travel down my sides.
Now at the beach house with running water. I’ve let my hair down and cut it back short; now finally washed and clean from my disgustingness. My curls have reformed to their glory. Once sat in the courtyard; finally enjoying the summer breeze.
“Your hair” Zuko announces.
“Oh— does it look weird? I haven’t cut hair in a long time…” insecurity wraps my voice as I finger through the curls, “did I layer it uneven?”
“No no— y/n” he whispers my name so gently, “can I?”
I nod slowly and he brushes a hand through my hair, “I’ve never seen you with your hair down.. it’s always been braided”
“Thank you.”
“I on the other hand. Have never seen y/n” Toph laughs out, “but you seem lighter”
I laugh and smile as Katara brushes through her waves talking to Aang.
“I think it’s just nice to be able to rest.. even for a little while” I reply, I lean back a little as the coolness of nightfall warms my skin. Zuko’s hand brushes against mine and I smile at him, “isn’t that right Zuko?”
He looks at me and smiles, “it does”
BEAR CLAWS
Zuko bcz we’re actually married 😻😻
Also I love this song it’s by The academic and it’s so good
I will show him the worst parts of myself; my aggressions and bear claws I have worked so hard to build. I will be ugly in front of him; I will be mean and rude because how could I fall for someone as callous as he. Someone who would’ve burned and killed to find some 12 year old boy.
I don’t understand how Aang and Sokka found it so easy to forgive, maybe I can forgive but I could never forget. How could I forget when he had me against a tree, “tell me why I shouldn’t kill you” he spoke
“Because you’re too weak to do it” I retorted; too brave for my own skin. He was cocky but I was bold. A fuel to his flame; but as much as I was confident I was still this scared little girl. Terrified of the unknown.
I’ve changed, grown into my own skin. Cut my hair short but I’ve never forgotten. I shut down when he arrives, I quiet and still. As many times as he’s sat next to me I stay still, hands in my lap unmoving and quiet. Fighting the fire that claws at my stomach and the butterflies that thrash.
It’s not until late night when he asks, “why do you still hate me! How are we supposed to take down Firelord Ozai if we can’t get along” he questions me. His hands are clenched at his sides yet he doesn’t look angry. More sad than anything.
“We can get along. This.” I stomp my foot and gesture to the tents, “this is me getting along with you Zuko” I snap. I want to stall closer to him; jab him in the chest and scream at him, tell him how I really feel. How I hate being ugly and mean to him, “do you really want to know why I hate you?”
“Yes” he whispers, there’s no reasoning why he wants my explanation. He just wants it.
“Because after everything you’ve put me through, I still like you. And I like you more than I want too” I explain, “I’ve never liked someone as much as I like you Zuko. And it terrifies me. Everything about loving you scares me” I whisper shout; tears boiling in my eyes, tears begging to be let go. I take a breath again trying to shove my feelings deep into my gut but they won’t move. From the lump in my throat to the fire burning in my stomach, “I thought I was ok with the unknown; but I’m not. I’m not ok because the thought of not knowing— not being with you terrifies me more than anything ever could” when I finally finish he just stares at me. Blinking as he rubs his hands together, “there.” I exhale, “that is why I’ve shut you out. Because I feel so much for you I don’t ever want to not feel this way again”
“I have lost everyone I’ve ever loved” he says; his voice so slow and quiet I can barely hear it against the wind, “and I am terrified of losing you. But you” he sighs against the wind and throws his head back in a show of frustration before he walks up to me. No matter how many claws and walls I throw at him; they come down just as easily, “you” he says my name so sweetly and the way it rolls off his tongue makes me weak in the knees, “are irresistible”
We’re inches apart before the gap closes, he kisses me with a passion no one has ever touched me with. His hand cupping my cheek and the other one on the small of my back deepening the kiss. My hands glide into his hair and the fire in my stomach ignites. Shoving itself into my heart where I’m scared it might never die. Maybe I’ll be ok with lowered walls; maybe I’ll retract my bear claws.
Hihi I was hoping I could request enemies to lovers Zuko x fem!reader?
The reader is a traitor to the fire nation and can bend fire (also a street peformer before she joined the gaang? 👀) 💕💕
Omg getting a request just made my day I love these!!!
I hope you like it 🫶🫶🫶
YOURE STILL A TRAITOR
Id like to say that my life is good, that I’m happy where I am but I’m not. I’m upset and frustrated; but most of all I’m living on the street, preforming stupid acrobatic tricks just to feed myself. I’ve left everything behind. My family and wealth but most importantly someone I never wanted to live without.
I’m upside down when I see them; soft flames coming from the soles of my bare feet. Resting on my forearms and twisting and contorting my body.
“You.” A teenaged girl approaches me and I turn right side up, “you’re a fire bender aren’t you!” She says, “what’s your name?”
“Uh” I stare at her and smile nervously, “y/n Huǒ” I repeat slowly, and quietly. People of the fire nation know the traitor I’ve become outside the walls of the fire nation. Meeting the avatar, going against my friends for his life. All because I believed in something greater than all of this.
“I know you” a boy says, bandana around his forehead, “your grandpa, Yújìn. I know- or knew him” He says
“Oh.” Realization hits my face, “you’re the avatar!” A short girl slaps me.
“Wow way to tell everyone!” She retorts, god are little kids sassy.
“You could teach Aang firebending” Katara says, it’s hard not to know someone’s name when there’s wanted posters all over town.
“I’m good at fire bending but I’m no master” I say, “I thought Prince Zuko abandoned the throne to teach you” I ask
“Well he’s uh.. learning a new way to firebend” Toph laughs a little and I smile awkwardly.
“I don’t bend very traditionally” I reply, “but if it will get me off the streets I guess why not” I stand up straighter and brush my hair out of my face.
“You brought that back?!” Zuko shouts, we’ve had a long history. One that includes a betrothal, and a knife to the gut. He looks at me with disgust which I’m not surprised at.
“I’m a girl. Not a thing!” I cry out, “the only reason I’m here is because Aang needs a firebending teacher because you suck!” I scoff out at him, there’s fire burning in his hands but I never raise mine.
He groans at me, “you’ve always been like this! Even when”
“Zuko I don’t want to talk about that” I warn, there’s a plea in my voice but he accepts that, “it was a long time ago”
“Yeah like it was that long ago” he sasses and I roll my eyes.
“Zuko!”
It doesn’t take long for things to settle down; I’m essentially useless now that Zuko has gotten his bending back. Even if he did it how I told him to do it all along but whatever.
The bickering still happens, and I want to throw a knife at him but part of me still loves him. I didn’t hate being betrothed to him as much as I thought I did.
“Did you ever miss us?” I ask him, “after you were banished. I refused to Azula to give away your location and then the Avatars when you wrote me” I confess, “so I left”
“I think. At first I did, but I don’t— I don’t think we would’ve worked together. We fight all the time. I hated you at first. And you hated me” He admits, looking down slightly. He sighs heavily
“Yeah. I guess. But I didn’t really hate- hate you” I admit, “I missed you. I liked knowing you”
He nods, “I did like knowing you too, you’ve changed so much. I mean your fire it’s pink” he laughs
“Maybe it’s from my bubbly personality” I tease, he laughs
“You. Have a bubbly personality!” He laughs and it’s so good to hear, “you were so shy, like if I sneezed too hard I would scare you”
I smile softly, “I’ve changed so much sense I was twelve” my hair falls around my face and he tucks the loose strand around my ear
“What now that you’re fourteen?” He teases softly, his hand lingers behind my ear. But he removes himself quickly.
“Zuko. Im fifteen” I remind him, it’s embarrassing when he says he knows how my heart flutters and I feel weak in the knees.
“I remember, once you turned eighteen we would’ve” he looks away with a blush on his cheeks
“Yeah. Gotten married” I laugh, and I keep laughing because the thought of getting married feels so small and childish to the war we’re supposed to be preparing for.
He laughs; rolling laughs that make me keep laughing. My laughs turn short and wheezy before his face straightens, “are you ok? Can you breathe?” His face turns to me and he smiles seeing my smile. It’s a smile that makes my cheeks hurt and heart race.
“As the Prince of the fire nation. I’m supposed to hate you. Because you’ve betrayed our nation. But as Zuko. As your Zuko. In this moment I don’t feel anything but hate. I feel love for you. A fire that I never want to put out” he tells me, scooting closer to me. I let him cradle my face, “I never hated you”
“I never hated you either” a weak laugh escapes me but he kisses me before it truly develops. It’s a kiss that devours me whole, wrapping itself into my heart and soul.
“If we make it through this. Let’s make good on that betrothal”
ARE YOU MINE
Zuko “someone to call mine” part two!
@multifandomedsimp ily bcz u commented and that shit makes my day
It takes me two days before I text the number on the gift card, “hello?” A voice answers, I know that voice, “this is Zuko”
“I know.. it’s y/n from the other day. You gave me your number on the gift card” I nervously say, “um this is so random but would you maybe want to—“
“Yes”
“I haven’t even said the question”
“Just yes” His voice feels so desperate and it makes me feel wanted in a way I’ve never felt for a guy before.
It doesn’t take long for us to meet up, “are you sure it’s not too late?” I ask walking into the locker rooms, “I’ve got lacrosse practice”
“No, I just want to see you that’s all” he replies, “have fun”
I finish up two hours later; shower and drive to the park where we’re going to walk about. I see him; baggy jeans and crewneck which is a contrast to my leggings and hoodie. My damp hair down and scrunched up, “hey” he smiles as I walk up to him; hands tucked into my pockets.
“Hi, it’s cold out tonight. Didn’t the groundhog say it was supposed to be warm now?” I laugh a little, but my joke feels stupid now, “do you have any siblings?” I ask
He sighs, “I have a sister, Azula but she’s not right in the head” he looks down a little disappointed but sighs and looks back up, “what about you”
“I have a little sister, Suki. She’s definitely a character” I smile a little, “she’s annoying to all annoyingness but I would kill for her”
“A little sister seems nice, um how was your practice?” He asks; we’re both a little awkward and it’s nice to feel this way again
“It was good, lots of drills. Especially being Varsity captain there’s a lot of pressure to do well” I ramble, “do you do any sports?” I ask, nervously stuffing my hands into my pockets to fidget and pull at my nails
“No. I just make tea” he laughs a little, it’s a nervous and hoarse thing but it eases me comfort that he feels as I do, “I used to play soccer but I lost the passion for it. You know?” He gives a short smile as we circle around, and we find ourself back at the tea shop, “tea?”
“That..” the wind brushes through my jacket, “would be so nice” I smile as he leads me inside, we don’t take long before we get comfortable with each other. Sitting next to each other, talking about whatever.
“What was your mom like?” I ask, rubbing my hands on the cup of lotus tea to keep warm, “can I ask that?”
“I guess, she was kind, and sweet. The only one who actually tried to help poor Azula. My uncle has stepped up in her place and in my father’s too” he confesses, he looks so sad. I wrap my hand around his loose one that hangs by his side. Twisting my fingers intertwined with his.
“My dad left when I was four. I never really knew why but throughout my parents marriage he..” there’s a long exhale and I lean against him, bunching my knees to my chest, “was cheating on my mom. But she was pregnant with Suki” I pause trying to remember what happened. There was a fight, breaking glass but, “I can’t remember anything else”
“Thank you, for sharing that with me. My father was the same, he never cheated on my mother but he wasn’t a kind man either. I lied before. My scar doesn’t come from a tea pot exploding” he confesses, looking down ashamed at his own lie that doesn’t seem too horrible, “my father burned me. I think it’s a blessing I don’t exactly remember what happened”
“Yes. Maybe it is a good thing. I really like you Zuko” I admit. Maybe it’s the warm tea in my stomach or how talking about things that have hurt me so bad and not crying over it. It makes me feel good in some way
“I really like you too”
hihi!! can I req a toph x fem!reader where the reader is forced to return to her family in the fire nation and toph calls her a traitor?? thank you!!
BACKSTABBING BLOODSUCKER
Toph Beifong
Maybe I’m a runaway, adopted into the ‘gaang’ and I’m ok with that. But I think I like it because of Toph, “and the trees, they’re so pretty. And uh— god I don’t even know how to describe it” I whisper out, she’s underneath my blanket eyes closed and feet up.
“Do it anyways” she sasses, rolled to face me and I do the same. Smiling even though she can’t see me.
“The pond is always cold, like this chill you to the bone cold— and in the summer it’d get so hot you could burn and I’d always jump in. It’s surrounded by the trees I was telling you about— the ones that reach up to the sky and are so green you could be seeing pink from sensory deprivation” I murmur, I see her slowing down; hands crossed and little twitches, “I miss that, the water was so cold and the air outside was so warm— this kind of stubborn heat that swallows you whole” I finally finish because— the memory escapes me. It brings a longing of melancholy and remorse that I can’t fill anymore.
Toph is fully asleep, her breathing softens and she has one last shudder before she’s still. I don’t know what she likes so much about me, but maybe it’s because I don’t shut up around her. How I’m always describing something.
I allow myself that sleep too, the deep full body sleep that leaves marks on your face when you wake up.
But like always; when I’ve found something good. Something I’m happy doing, Azula comes to ruin it, “I’m so happy to see your face again!” She cheers, encompassing me in an unwanted hug, “come— I’m not here for the avatar- just yet. I’m here for you” she smiles gripping my wrist.
“No!” I stand my ground, “I’m not coming back” I glance over at Toph who is staring at me— even though she can’t see me- she sees right through me.
“Y/n. What’s happening” she inquires, walking over to me
“Yes. You are; end of discussion” Azula asserts, and suddenly I’m five again.. following her every move, doing exactly what she’s asked of me. Fear of doing the opposite, fear of going against her. And I can’t bring myself to do it. I can’t bring myself to tell her no.
“I’m sorry Toph” I apologize, Azulas grip loosens and I let her guide me to the ship.
“NO! YOURE A TRAITOR!” She shouts, she stomps her foot and winces, “ILL NEVER TALK TO YOU AGAIN!” She cries out, pointing at me— I know she can see me. And I hate she can see me.
“I’m sorry” I apologize again.
“I HATE YOU!”
When she tells me that, when it finally hits me I want to die.
PALE MOONLIGHT
Zuko (back on the grind again. Let’s see if this one makes it out of the drafts)
I’m from the water tribe, the north side instead of the south. Aang and I have become somewhat close; and I’ve found inner peace and acceptance of my sisters death. Coping and managing through deep breaths. But I’ve never been out like this. Hands on my knees and taking deep breaths. Trying to calm the racing of my heart.
I’m nervous, we attack Firelord Sozin tomorrow. But I’m too nervous to sleep. To antsy and pacy to think. So I’ve come out of my tent. To sit and think as Aang has advised. It’s Zuko who brings me from my spiral, “y/n” he murmurs my name so slightly I nearly jump out of my skin. I emit a soft gasp and he jumps a little too, “I’m sorry” he apologizes quickly before sitting next to me.
We overlook the sea, and how the pale moonlight reflects onto us, “did I wake you?” I ask after a minute of silence. He shakes his head and leans back.
“No. I was already awake. I saw you come out of your tent. I wanted to make sure you’re ok” he replies, our voices are hushed. Like silent secret whispers that’ll fade into the night. Like words that’ll never be spoken again. Even if we’re together.
“I just needed to clear my head, I’m like nervous about tomorrow but relived because maybe it’ll be over? But then.. I don’t know what I’ll do when it’s over. Or if it ever is” I confide, looking over at him. Pushing my damp hair over my shoulder to get a better look at him.
He’ll flex his jaw and stare down at his hands, “I guess that makes sense.. I think I’m going to have to kill Azula. My own sister” his voice quiets even more at that depressing thought. I sit up and reach for his hand. Holding it tenderly in my own.
“I couldn’t imagine hurting my siblings. I mean I hate them sometimes but ending their lives…” the hair on the back of my neck raises. The love I still have for my sister haunts me. It scares me.
“She’s just..” he pauses, “not right in the head. I don’t know why, maybe if my mom hadn’t left maybe if” he stops and stares at me, his eyes soften and he looks beautiful as the moon reflects on him. He looks almost angelic in this light. Like a gift from heaven.
“There’s no point in wondering about the ‘if’s’ we can only manage with the now’s” I tell him, pulling myself away from him as he leans in. Just a smidge, “we should go to bed.. sleep up”
His nostrils flare a little but he nods and helps me stand, “thank you. For this talk”
I smile, “of course. It means a lot to me that you shared this with me”
It happens so suddenly. He wraps me into his arms, holding me tightly in this strange hug. But I fall into it, grasping my arms around him too, “thank you again” I hear him murmur as he pulls away from me. He pats my shoulder and we bid each other goodnight.
As he walks into his tent the moonlight recedes away from him, and I’m dropped into the glass pool of moonlight.
aang haters are so insane cause you’re literally hating on happiness personified????????
he is literally just a guy
who is five apples tall
and needs his sleep
This is art and its finest true beauty
Avatar definitely taught me that lesson when I watched it as a kid
leaves from the vine, falling so slow🍃
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another edition to my atla series, which you can view below!
Two preview pictures from Ruins Of The Empire!
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this means Aang is like 4’4 (maybe) in the animated show (I understand he’s like 12 in the beginning but still 😭)— my guy had one hell of a growth spurt by the time he was an adult! So how tall were the both of them because this don’t seem right this don’t add up?!!!
Will Aang snap out of it and face Katara? Baithin/Ogro's ATLA alternate universe fanfic Distorted Reality with RocketAxxonu's mindblowing comic artwork 😍 Check out the full comic here!
RocketAxxonu's beautiful comic adaptation of Baithin/Ogro's ATLA fanfic 'Distorted Reality' 😍 Full comic here
There is a Japanese legend that says "Your current face is that of the person you loved the most in your past life."
It would be great to see a future avatar that looks like Asami, it would be relatively cool.
Courtesy of: Mariana Ramos Lazaro (on Facebook)
Yeah there he is :3
(Its not complete but wanted to post it anyways)
Rise Ramblings #933
So, this pose:
Plus this face:
Equals this:
...tell me I'm wrong. Go ahead! Tell me I'm wrong!!! 😂🧡
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i made a aang x toph playlist for my fellow taang lovers 🫶
sokka: katara who is this 12 year old child? and why are we taking care of it?! get it tf out of here i hate it.
sokka after the 12 year old joins them: this is my child and i will protect it with my life