#azula's comment is sending me

[kigozula]

By Your Side: Sokkla Saturdays 2023

Stories of Azula & Sokka giving in and deciding to be together. They stay by each other's sides before it's too late, before regret says hello. Spending their lifes together comes before certain other priorities. With patience and struggle, they can finally reach their well deserved dream.

Day 1: Azula Joins Team Avatar

Sequel of: Part 1, Part 2

AO3 & FF.Net

The island they flew to was nice. Full of greens and valleys.

All of them took their camping equipment. Sokka helped Azula with… well she only had a sleeping bag given by him. But he made a tent for her too, since unlike on the Western Air Temple, there was no roof here.

“So, it’s done Princess.” he said winking. She rolled her eyes at him, to mask how much she liked it when he did that.

The flight on Appa was eventless.

Katara cooked since it was already dusk. They ate together as always and Azula complained about how she needed to take a bath and that there were no bathrooms.

“There is a waterfall back there, we have soap.” Katara said.

Azula looked at her as if Katara went mad.

“You truly expect me to wash just like that with a simple soap?”

“We do that all the time.” Katara shrugged provokingly.

Azula grimaced. “And with him around too boot?” she pointed with her chin at Sokka next to her.

“Hey! I will stay here!” he squeaked.

“Yeah, like a believe you.” she replied.

“I would never want to sneak and take a look at your... your... yeah you!”

Toph coughed at his comment since it was a blatant lie, and he blushed.

The night arrived and Team Avatar slept soundly. Sokka slept in front of her tent like every night. Zuko wanted to sleep there, since he is her brother.

“She is my sister, why are you sleeping in front of her tent or room all the time?” he asked Sokka an eyebrow raised.

“Well, my words have more weight in this group than yours, and it was my idea to take her with us!” Sokka retorted.

Azula couldn’t sleep that night. Her mind was full of unpleasant thoughts. What was her father thinking of her? He knew Zuko wanted to join the Avatar, but she didn’t. Did he send his soldiers to look after her, thinking she decided to go with her brother?

She left her tent, carefully walking by Sokka's sleeping figure. He wasn’t as good as a guard as he presented himself to be. In the morning she would rub it into his face.

Her feet carried her to the cliffs. The soft breeze of the waterfall was hitting her face. Rain started pouring down vastly soft and she welcomed it.

Sudden footsteps alerted her that she wasn't alone. Was it Sokka or could it be someone else she wondered.

“Azula, it’s raining, you’ll catch a cold here.”

Yes, it was Sokka of course.

“I wasn’t trying to run away if that’s what feared you.” Azula said without turning around to see him.

“I didn’t think that.”

Sokka stood next to her, not bothering to keep distance. She looked up to him. The usual challenge wasn’t there right now. Sokka frowned.

“What’s eating your mind?” he asked her softly.

“What’s eating my mind?” she chuckled hysterically.

“I am the Princess of the Fire Nation, and I am travelling around with the Avatar and his friends, have to bath in rivers, my brother openly betrayed our father and you’re asking me what’s eating my mind?” she said.

Sokka looked at her sadly.

“I am sorry Azula. I never meant for you to feel uncomfortable.” he spoke, “I just…”

“You just wanted to capture me and show me the so-called truth about my nation and how great you guys are?” she said harshly.

“You know what? It’s partly working. I never laughed more than in these last days despite everything. My thoughts keep travelling to my father, and I hate the standards I live in currently, but I am… I… don’t feel uncomfortable with …”

Sokka waited eagerly for her to finish her sentence.

“You.” she said looking at him earnestly with those gorgeous eyes of hers.

“And it’s angering me deep down. I just… I…” she was lost for words when she felt two hands holding her face gently, giving her cheeks warmth.

A raindrop landed on one of his dark lashes. It looked poetic right now she thought to herself.

His thumbs caressed her cheeks.

“Since the moment I caught you, I wished for you to stay by our side, by my side. Something inside me urged me to take you with us, called to believe in you, to protect you. Those things intensified these last days.”

“I will always be right next to you if you need me. Even if you don’t, I will still be there for you.”

She could tell that his words were spoken earnestly.

“Sokka” his name came out as a whisper.

“Azula” he whispered back.

She put her hands on his by almost by reflex, realizing she could feel his breath.

Their lips joined desperately but thorough and soft still. It was the sweetest taste ever. Azula put her hands on his cheeks now as well when the kiss intensified.

Both of them wanted to this from the beginning. Both of them longed for the other. Right now, this felt right like nothing ever felt before.

Even if they would have loved to continue the kissing, they parted still, panting lightly. Azula’s eyes were still closed.

“If you think this through, and you still decide to go, if you are sure about it, I… I will not hold you back anymore.” Sokka said.

“You won’t?” she asked opening her eyes to look into his piercing blue one’s.

“I won’t even if it will be difficult for me. I so hope you will stay with us Azula. But I have no rights to hold you back.” His heart broke at the thought.

They felt a bond from the beginning. But something touched her heart and changed within Azula that night. She enjoyed being near to Sokka, which made her situation easier and more comfortable. And no matter what, she would see that no harm would come to him.

The rain stopped and they walked back to the tent. Azula let the entrance to her tent open, which enabled her to see Sokka right in front of it in his sleeping bag. He smiled at her. Even though it was dark, they fell slowly asleep while looking at each other.

#sokkla #azula #sokka #atla #raindrop landing on lashes is a very poetic scene to me #tbh I had a different idea regarding this au #somehow I changed directions and shortened it with this chapter #I can't guarantee if or when I would write another sequel? #sokkla saturdays 2023 #by your side

[atla-polls]

This is some fic tropes i see that are contentious in fandom. Feel free to comment more tropes you dislike below (or send me anon asks), and a sequel will be made. Thanks!

#atla polls #azula #zuko #aang #katara #sokka #jet #toph #mai #suki #ty lee

[waterfire1848]

Hello waterfire!

I don’t know if your accepting writing prompts or anything like that (if not, just consider it a fun thought experiment), but on the chance you are. Here is an Azutara one based on the quote below.

“You know, flitining was a lot less destructive back in my day”- this can either be said by Iroh, Kanna, or any other elder charachters in regards to Azula and Katara fighting/flirting all the time.

Thanks for the ask!

I absolutely can do this! Sorry for the wait by the way.

Kanna never thought she’d come to the Fire Nation, not even in her wildest imagination. Well…that was a lie. She did sometimes dream of going to the Fire Nation and finding Hama or, in the moments when she hugged Hakoda a little tighter, of being taken away because the Fire Nation decided they wanted everyone to be imprisoned.

Yet here she was. Stepping onto Fire Nation docks and knowing she had nothing to fear. She wanted to come here. She wanted to see her grandchildren in this new place and meet Fire Lord Zuko and Princess Azula. Up until this point, she’d only heard stories about them, some good and some that made her want to grab her grandchildren and never let them return to the nation. Still, she trusted Katara and Sokka. If something was wrong, they would tell her or return to the South Pole.

Sokka greeted her on the docks with Katara being noticeably absent.

“She wanted to spend time with her girlfriend.” He joked.

“Girlfriend?” She’d known for years now that Katara liked girls and guys, but her granddaughter never had an official girlfriend.

“They’re not official yet, but everyone knows it except them.”

Kanna had to laugh. She knew the feeling. She and Hama used to flirt all the time to the point that Hama’s sister screaming at them at dinner one time to please go on a date already. They did and it was amazing, but that was beside the point.

“Who is it?” Maybe it was a girl she’d met in the Earth Kingdom?

Sokka suddenly grew nervous and played with his fingers, “Sokka?” Kanna asked.

“It’s….Princess Azula.” Sokka admitted.

“Princess Azula.” Really? The girl who was known as the Avatar Slaver, the Conqueror of Ba Sing Se, the wielder the blue flame and Ozai’s prodigy daughter. That was the girl Katara liked?

“Then I’ll have to meet this Azula.”

Sokka led her up to the Fire Nation palace, where she paused for a moment to take it in, then to the garden. Compared the the size of the rest of the palace, the gardens were normal. There was a small pond in the middle with turtleducks and some space for people to run around.

Kanna’s eyes widened when she saw Azula and Katara. The two were fighting. Her first instinct was to look at Sokka. Was this not concerning? Shouldn’t he be helping his sister? Kanna would have jumped in but she had a feeling a small 70 something year old woman wasn’t going to be much against the Fire Nation princess.

Then she saw it. They weren’t fighting fighting. They were sparing and Kanna also quickly understood why Sokka thought they were girlfriends. Katara and Azula were sending water blasts and fireballs at one another but the way they did made it seem more like a dance than a battle. At the end, Katara splashed Azula with some water from the turtleduck pond making Azula laugh and rub it off her face but then put some grass on Katara’s cheek.

“You know, flirting was a lot less destructive back in my day.” Kanna commented.

That got a laugh out of Sokka which brought Katara and Azula’s attention to the two.

“Gran Gran!” Katara cried, hugging her grandmother, “You’re here.”

“I am. It’s so good to see you, Katara.”

“It’s good to see you too. I missed you.”

“And who is this?” Kanna asked, looking at Azula.

Azula bowed in a Fire Nation style, “Princess Azula, Elder Kanna. It’s an honor to have you in the Fire Nation.”

“Elder? Did you just call me old?” She bit back a laugh when she saw Azula’s eyes go small, “I’m joking, Princess Azula. It’s good to finally meet you.”

“Thank you and you don’t have to call me princess.”

“I can’t wait to show you around. The town here is amazing!” Katara told her, “But I should probably wash off first. I’ll meet you and Sokka later.”

“That sounds wonderful.” While Katara ran off, Azula stayed with them, “I hope me being here isn’t too much of a burden.”

“No. No.” Azula quickly said, “It really is great to have you here. It’s nice seeing Katara so happy.”

Sokka rolled his eyes, “Just ask her out on a date already. Everyone knows you want to! Ty Lee has spent the last month finding you a perfect first date outfit.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Katara is a friend and nothing more…even if she does look pretty after sparing or…all the time.” When she saw Sokka’s face, she moved her face away to hide her blush, “Shut up.”

“Take it from an old woman, Azula, if you really like Katara then you’ll regret that you waited so long.” Kanna told her.

“I don’t know.”

“Trust me.” She told the young girl, “I know better than most.” She whispered.

“Maybe. I…maybe.”

“Think about it.” Kanna said, “But I must say that if you break my granddaughter’s heart, the Fire Nation will be looking for a new princess.”

Sokka and Azula froze but Kanna kept walking down. Sokka had a smile on his face and was laughing a little while Azula had a look of concern.

“Is she serious?” Azula asked.

“She did once throw a Fire Nation soldier into shark invested waters after he threatened to set my dad’s crib on fire. She also once knocked out a soldier and apparently he told people he fell on the ice because that was a better story than getting punched by a non bender from the South Pole.”

“I’m actually both impressed and scared.”

“Good.” Kanna called over her shoulder.

#ask #writing prompt #Kanna #azula #katara #sokka #Azutara #Hama #Kanna x Hama #Hama x Kanna #avatar the last airbender

[mostly-mundane-atla]

I always figured Ozai was at least a little inappropriate with female palace staff and maybe even made some questionable comments to Azula because people who display abusive behaviors are rarely so neatly categorized by types of abuse, but frankly the main reason i'd stick to believing it is that Ozai fans seem to really not like it and with anon off they can't send me anon hate about it

[aanglican]

natla s1e6 reaction liveblog

zuko flashback with hair

”what is it” “nothing” “tell meeee”

i’m just realizing this is his room

zhao: this is my ship now

we’re at the temple heyyy

this show isn’t unbearably dark but still has a harsh quality to the lighting/color grading that i’m really not loving ughhh [insert nth comment about wishing this looked like house of the flying daggers instead]

lmao roku got jokesss

“anything you need—” “koh.” “anything but that” 💀

“friends can be a liability” oh i’m sure you know that now roku

so there’s no huge fanfare at the fire sage temple and june catches aang instead. we switched out roku possessing aang for kyoshi instead. i guess emphasizing kyoshi over roku was done to avoid giving roku the opportunity to tell aang when the comet is coming. if roku spends any more time with aang then the topic of the comet’s return will be bound to arise, but since the writers don’t know if and when they’re getting a second season then we can’t mention that for now. hence less roku.

love how aang is realizing there’s people who don’t even want him anymore because they would rather live under familiar chaos over the promise of risky liberation

so THAT’S where the chocobo promo still is from

aang psychoanalyzing zuko lol

ozai testing out zuko’s intelligence in front of everybody ouuu

i love dallas’ delivery on “but they’re gonna he lost”

ozai went straight to the agni kai damn okay

“disrespecting me means dishonoring your father”

“ozai was gracious enough to lend them to me” not fire lord? send him to the gulag

they’re not calling it hari bulkan but capital city hmm*

this exchange is so uncle-nephew i love it

zhao thought he ate that… FLOP!

here comes the fire nation supremacist speech.. ken leung slaystress

fire spitting? these fn drinking games get crazy huh

i love this escape sequence

zuko got hit and aang found out it was him under the mask and now he’s saving him ouuuu

THE HAND SLAP LMAO i love this dynamic

when are katara and sokka coming back i just realized it’s been a while

aang asking after zuko’s calligraphy and stationary awww

“the monks are all gone so all i have is your notebook” 😩

AZULA BANGS NAURRR

OZAI AND IROH SCENE

filial piety and feudal hierarchy hitting hard right now

not zuko fighting back

is this a reference to aang’s almost-killing strike on ozai in the series finale?

OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG so zuko’s crew is the same as the new recruits that were bound to die by the machinations of the war room?? the 41st division???

“sometimes the weak can become stronger [if] you gave them a chance” “i have made a mistake”

URSA MENTION

lieutenant jee was gagged !!

one thing about waiting for this remake has done to me is make me a lot more interested in the fire nation royal family

momo keeping guard over katara and sokka’s bodies aw :(

after all the zuko backstory i’ve completely forgot about the hei bai spirit lol

i still don’t understand why koh and wan shi tong are here like huhhhhhh? i guess they wanted to involve comic content and couldn’t find a place to put the mother of faces more seamlessly?

gyatso is gone again 💔 “can we talk about it when we get back?” UGHHHHHH

this is kinda the best episode of the series 🤭🤭

*so i checked wikia: Hari Bulkan,[4][5] also known as Royal Caldera City,[6] a residential district situated within the crater of a dormant volcano hosting the Fire Nation Royal Palace and various homes of Fire Nation elite.

#natla lb #mytext

[ramonag-if]

I usually avoid posting comments online because of a bad experience on Webtoon, but I decided to make a Tumblr account just to say that I'm a big fan of your work and I'm so glad I found it on itch.io last year ☺️

First of all, I never thought I'd find myself obsessed with Prince Irus. I tend to favor kuudere or dandere characters in IFs and I'm not the biggest fan of haughty, flirty types, but you wrote Prince Irus so well that I actually love him?!

Also, as an asexual, I'm so glad that there is an option to pursue romantic relationships with the ROs without the physical aspect of it. You're so lovely for that 😭

Oh and I also wanted to add that the last chapter gave me flashbacks of ATLA's side story about Zuko and Azula's mom.

SPOILERS AFTER THIS LINE

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When I found out that Zuko and Azula's mom was alive and had a new family, I was so, so mad about it, especially since she decided to change her face which also made her forget about her children. I thought that if I were in Zuko or Azula's position, even while knowing her reasons (which at this point I feel are more valid than Salyra's), I definitely wouldn't be able to forgive her.

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Going back, I'm just really happy that we can choose to respond to Salyra negatively and to not reconcile with her. I don't think I'll be changing my mind even after her explanation in the next chapter. I've played many different IFs and sometimes I feel like I have to make choices I don't necessarily like because it was written that way. Thank you for giving us the freedom to act as we wish without "punishing" us for it!

All in all, thank you so much for sharing your work with us! I'm so excited to see what you have in store for the succeeding chapters 🫶🏼

Thank you so much for making an account just to send me an ask! 💖😊 I'm sorry you had a bad experience posting online before but everyone is quite lovely here 🌼

I'm so happy so many people are enjoying Irus! I've gotten a lot of responses with people saying they never went in with the intention of romancing him, only to have their minds changed 😂 I'm glad you're enjoying his character!

I will never force players to engage in physical intimacy, so rest assured you will get a fulfilling romance route even without the NSFW scenes. I have to admit, I actually enjoyed the non-sexual scene with Irus a lot - so much fluff 😅

Uhm. Why have I not known this about Azula and Zuko's mother??? Since when was this a thing? 😭😱 Let me just wallow in this pit of despair.

You'll never be punished for your reactions in the game. I hate stat-heavy games where you end up having to play a particular way in order to win the game, so feel free to react however you want.

Thank you so much for your support and know that I really appreciate it 💖

#crown of exile #answered asks #chapter 5 spoilers #salyra #princeirus

[saturnniidae]

Introduction!

Basic info:

☆ Hi, I'm Moth (or Saturnniidae, or Deya!) I really like cartoons, fantasy, horror, and Ash Ketchum. They/them, Liberian-American jewish (ethnically, I'm not a very religious person) & aroace lesbian. Sometimes I post art and maybe write. I'm audhd and in highschool (get me out of here)

☆ I'm multifandom, and my interests tend to change every few months due to hyperfixations, but my main ones are: Pokéani (specifically gens 4 & 7), Tales of Arcadia, Minecraft and How to Train Your Dragon. (These are special interests, and I've been obsessed with them for most of my life.)

I find 'pro/anti' terms generally reductive but that being said, if you are a self proclaimed 'proshipper' kindly fuck off and leave me alone.

Additional info

☆ I enjoy talking to people, but also have really bad social anxiety and stare at notifications like a deer in headlights because I'm not sure how to respond. (Better at talking in tags/comments than dms tbh)

☆ I've been told I can come off as abrasive sometimes; I promise I don't bite, I'm just autistic 🦈🦈

☆ I swear, a lot (just thought I'd say bc ik some people don't like that 😭) and also make/reblog a lot of suggestive jokes.

☆ I try to use tone tags if somethings unclear but often forget to

☆ if you're an adult and want to be mutuals or follow me that's fine, just keep in mind i am not

☆ I lovee worldbuilding, and overthinking implications and what-ifs when it comes to my favorite media's!!

☆ I enjoy talking in tags wayy too much

☆ feel free to send me an ask abt any of my fandoms I'll love u forever

☆ My other interests: Wakfu, nitw, mcsm, toh, lwa, BNA, ROTBTD, genloss, tales of arcadia, atla/tlok, kipo & the age of wonderbeasts, infinity train, nge, ianowt, bee & puppycat, vld, little nightmares, tdp, miraculous ladybug, gravity falls, hilda, the xmen movies, breaking bad/better call saul (I rarely watch yt or twitch but do sometimes watch Ranboo, Slimecicle, Aimsey and a few others but haven't in a while tho I might rb stuff occasionally 👍)

Characters who I love dearly (they give me so much brainrot)

Ash ketchum, Gary Oak, Hiccup Haddock, Champion Iris, Goh, Jim Lake Jr, Claire Nuñez, Nomura, Azula, Mae Borowski, Astrid Hofferson (probably more im forgetting bc my memory's not that great)

dividers

#intro post #my tags for navigation: #moth.txt #moth.jpg #moth.au #moth.fic #moth.mp4 #ty if u actually went thru the effort to resd this gold star on ur forehead fr

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Hi welcome to the chaos that is my writing blog!!!

🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤❤️🖤

Main Acc: @urlocalnonbinarybastard

Sloane (They/Them)

DNI- if you’re homophobic, racist, a bully, a creep, or going to comment anything not nice to me or my mutuals/followers. I will not be afraid to pull a Johnny Cade on you/J mostly

Masterlist

I will write/Rules:

Headcanons

Fanfiction

Ship stuff

Matchmaking (give me a description of you and a fandom and I’ll come up with your partner!)

NSFW or SFW

Smut

I will not write:

Incest

Pedophilia

Anything too triggering

(Rape, extreme self harm, etc.)

OOC content- writing asexual characters in smut, etc

Noncon in general

Also, characters will always be aged up for smut!!

Please send me requests! My Chat and Inbox are open and I’m happy to just talk too!! Or listen to your fandom rants!

Fandoms/who I write for:

Hazbin Hotel

-All characters

The Outsiders

The whole gang + Cherry Valance, Shepards

Texas chainsaw massacre (movies + video game)

-Johnny Slaughter

-Sissy slaughter

-Bubba sawyer

-Chop top sawyer

-Nubbins Sawyer

-Drayton Sawyer (no nsfw for him either!)

-Nancy Slaughter (no nsfw for her sorry)

PJO/HOO(books + tv show only)

-all characters (no smut for them please this is my childhood)

The cruel prince

-nicasia

-Vivienne

-Taryn

-Oak

-Suren (Wren)

-heather

-Cardan

-Jude

-Locke

-valerian 

Harry Potter

-Any Characters

DC Universe

-Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

-Jason Todd (Red Hood)

-Damian Wayne (Robin)

-Bruce Wayne (Batman)

-Selina Kyle (Catwoman)

-Tim Drake (Red Robin)

-Barbara Gordon (Batgirl)

-Joker

-Harley Quinn

-Poison Ivy

-Raven

-Beast Boy

-Cyborg

-Kon Kent (superboy)

Scream:

-Stu Macher

-Billy Loomis

-Sydney Prescott

Avatar the Last Airbender! (Animated Show)

-Zuko

-Sokka

-Mai

-Katara

-Suki

-Aang

-Toph

-Tai Lee

-Iroh (FLUFF ONLY YALL NASTY!

-Azula

-cabbage man

-pretty much any character

Mean Girls

-Janice Ian

-Regina George

-Cady Heron

-Damian Leigh

-Karen Smith

-Gretchen Weiners

Heathers

-Heather Chandler

-Heather McNamera

-Heather Duke

-Veronica Sawyer

-Jason Dean (JD)

The Umbrella Academy

-all UA characters

-all sparrow academy

Others:

-Roderick Heffly

-Nimona

-Cicero (Skyrim)

Any slasher fandom

-Micheal Myers

-Brahms Heelshire

-Jason Vorhees

(There’s a ton more I can’t remember, feel free to ask about anything and I’ll write it if I know it, and even if I don’t I’ll see what I can do)

#the outsiders #Harry Potter #the cruel prince #slashers #texas chainsaw massacre game #the texas chainsaw massacre #pjo #hoo #percy jackon and the olympians #Hazbin hotel #dc universe #the bat boys dc #master list #masterlist #helluva boss #dc univerise online #mean girls #avatar the last airbender #atla #Skyrim #Roderick Jeffrey #heathers #scream 1 #nimona

[azulas-daddy-kink]

I will admit I startled to make Sokka/Azula and Aang/Azula content solely to spite the Lesbian Azula Truthers that were harassing and threatening to dox me simply because I believe that Azula is AroAce. I don’t even care for those ships but now I’m just being petty.

Like I had to turn off comments and delete fanfic off of Ao3 because people were being such assholes about the fact I didn’t have Tyzula as a ship.

I’m apparently a lesbianphobe since I dared to think that Azula would have no interest in romantic or sexual relationships, even though Azula being a lesbian was never canon.

My old blog had to be abandoned since they literally wouldn’t leave me alone matter what I did. I blocked people but I guess they just made new accounts. I reported them but it really didn’t do anything.

I'm really sorry that happened to you, Anon. You didn't deserve that.

And it's not you, you did absolutely nothing wrong. This type of behavior is sadly just a common theme with vocal lesbian Azula stans - anyone who dares to disagree with them is an evil bigot who must be destroyed.

I have never once said that Azula couldn't be a lesbian, that people were wrong for thinking that. Or that it was biphobic to disagree with my personal headcanon - because it's not. Just as it's not lesbophobic to disagree with a someone's lesbian headcanon about a fictional character whose sexuality has not been confirmed in any piece of canon media.

Harassment and bullying also seem to be common themes here. People find MY posts and leave shitty comments, they find MY fanfictions and hurl abuse and death threats at me, they clog up MY ask box calling me all sorts of names and accusing me of being a lesbian-hating bigot and a pedophile. I, on the other hand, simply just block blogs that post content I dislike. Like a normal person.

The hard truth is that the toxic lesbian Azula stans just don't want us to exist. No matter how polite you are, no matter where you post, it makes no difference to them. Their goal is to bully every dissenting voice out of the fandom until only their echo chamber remains.

Again, I'm truly sorry this was your experience in fandom and you are not alone. Thanks for sending me this ask and sharing your story.

#anon ask #ask response #atla #fandom fuckery #fandumb #azula #discourse

[hello-nichya-here]

Aight so there is the Russian social media called "VKontakte" or "VK" for short, most people from CIS countries use it. There's an Azula-centric fan group translated one of your metas, namely "Azula - Double Standards And The Curse Of Being Gifted";

Here are the comments below that post. I'm not gonna show their names and pfps for non disclosure's sake bc I didn't actually ask them if I could use and translate their replies but since they're big fans of yours who apparantly vitis your blog quite often I'll take this risk;

Comment 1: "Ohhh Nichya from tumblr, an icon💗👀👀 Thanks for the translation"

Comment 2: "You're welcome🤗💘 From now I'll be translating more of her posts. She's got some very interesting metas."

Comment 3: "To me Nichya is a guiding star in this fandom party. I respect her for resilience and steadfastness in the face of the attacks from haters and competence when to comes to defending her position and the rights to engage in such wonderful work which is"not for everyone". For me, this is an ideological image, which, perhaps, has made the greatest contribution to the popularization and "decriminalization" of my favorite ship in the vastness of the Internet. I like what an original, sophisticated, inventive and honest circle of people she has gathered in the framework of her activities. She's so inspired and emotionally invested in it all of this.. it really means a lot to her. It warms my heart! (Or maybe I'm just a pervert who got to "the right place", but she certainly succeeded in this many times more than me. She's really good at this :) In any case, this is a comment of maximum incestuous respect and fiery-forbidden honor! She deserves it."

So yes, Nichya, you are p popular and we like you a whole bunch. Also you mentioned that "Torment" is translated in Russian?? Can you share the link?

Link: https://ficbook.net/readfic/10522416

(Do send the translator some love if you can)

Now, please excuse me while I cry and lose my mind because OH MY GOD! People not only know of my sinful existence and appreciate my takes, but also go through the trouble of translating and sharing my chaotic rambling?

"It warms my heart! (Or maybe I'm just a pervert who got to "the right place)" Why can't it be both? XD

And yes, I did manage to meet some pretty cool people, and I love them with all my heart.

In case some of my russian fans (can't believe that's an actual sentence I get to say now) are reading this, especially the one who translated my meta and the one who wrote such a lovely comment:

Привет! I'm very touched for your support, and if you ever want to chat on tumblr, feel free to do so! I hope all of you guys are having a great day, and that one day I stop being lazy and actually study russian instead of thinking that just listening to t.A.T.u. over and over again will magically make me fluent in the language. That way I may actually at least be able to form a complete sentence.

Either way, Спасибо!

#asks #sweet

[orangepanic]

2022: AO3 Wrapped

It's December 1st and I'm seeing a lot of Year In Review style posts cross my dash. So I thought it would be fun to look back on a year of fanfic. With the recognition that I have big plans for December, here's a look back at 2022:

Works Completed: 31 Works Started: 35 Total Words: 545,395 Total Kudos: 1,342 Most Popular Completed Work (by kudos): Severance, the Irosami ghost story Longest Completed Work: Severance Shortest Completed Work: Monster, about Azula and little Iroh II Most Commented On Work: Smoke, the Equalist Asami fc Collaborations: 2 (Traitor (friends to lovers) and S.S. Avatar: Contact (space AU), both with @ideklolwat and both Wanorra/Irosami) Gifts: 19 (!! you all are so nice) Breakout fic: The Return, about General Iroh coming back after six years as a POW. I really thought people were going to hate this fic. It's only the third fic with this pairing (Korra/Asami/Iroh II) and the only one that isn't smut. Instead it has the second highest number of bookmarks.

Work I'm most proud of: The Only Thing I Ever Wanted, my take on soulmate AUs with soulmarks. I fucking love this fic. It's sad and gorgeous and exactly what I wanted a soulmate fic to be because screw fate, love who you want.

Work that made me laugh the loudest: There Was Only One Bed about Asami and Iroh's road trip. I cried writing the part about eating the unknown "hank", which we have since determined is alpine walrus.

Work that made me cry the hardest: The Mango Tree, about Mai's death. It's real sad. But honorable mention for the end of Severance.

Work you should give a chance: Captain Meelo's Life-Changing Field Trip where General Iroh invites a drunk adult Meelo to dinner. It's very sweet.

Work that is sending me to hell on a rocket sled: Big Fish where pirate Asami meets merman Iroh. As close to monsterf*cking as I'm likely to get. But mermen are hot, and that's not my fault.

What's your AO3 Wrapped?

#ao3 wrapped

[askathewierdo]

Flamio and welcome to my character analysis of Azula!

I have been reading since I haven't tried The Last Airbender fanFiction on Ao3 recently and an observation caught my eye and I was talking to over with my friend I'm kind of verbally came across some stuff about Azula that I felt like sharing.

So the main thing is that some fanfiction feel the need to give Azul a redemption Arc and others find a way to make it where she doesn't really need a redemption Arc. The main difference is that a redemption Arc means the character regrets their decisions and wants to atone for them or do better.

On the other hand what I've seen more and more of is where after the war she's mentally ill and is just so broken that she has no reason to be against the protagonists anymore.

This led me to kind of just think about well wait a minute why was she broken again? And so from that I kind of went back and it backtracked and backtracked until I went all the way back to basically her birth. Yeah you're in for a little bit of a talk. ;) Stick around for a deeper understanding of this ✨ traumatized✨ 14yr antagonist.

First you have a fact that she is a princess. She is the highest form of a celebrity being the princess of the leader of the nation who is winning a World War. She was raised with politics all around her. The world of politics is a ruthless one and she was raised from the cradle to be able to handle it. Any child born to nobility is. This led to her more sadistic and crueler tendencies however my belief is that they were nurtured by a simple thing that has great impact especially on children, a lack of someone to trust.

Unreliable adult figure in her life #1! Her mother, Ursa. Ursa put herself at a distance from Azula, one of the most memorable lines in which she speaks to her daughter in front of her daughter is,

"What is wrong with that child?"

Her reaction to jokes that Azula tells no matter how mean spirited they might be give off a cold and almost fearful relationship. Ursa did not act as a mother to Azula in any way. Azula saw this and acknowledged it. Azula's view on her relationship with her mother is easily summed up in Azula's comments in the episode The Beach.

"My own mother thought I was a monster. She was right, of course, but it still hurt."

Unreliable adult figure in her life #2! Her uncle, Iroh. While there are very few people who don't like Iroh in the show he is still human and does have a few faults. One of these failings of his is how he treated Azula. (Or at least this is my opinion on the matter.) Similar to Ursa, Iroh kept Azula at a distance. In the flashback to when Iroh is leading the siege at Ba Sing Se he sends a knife to Zuko and a doll to Azula. If anyone new Azula for more than a few days they would know that a doll is not the right gift for this person. Iroh giving Azula a doll and then a knife to Zuko is kind of a cold move.

We know that gender roles aren't really a thing in the Fire Nation, definitely not to the extent that the Northern Water Tribe has. We see a female soldier at the Boiling Rock and it's implied that there are other female soldiers among the army. Mai and Ty Lee are both trained in combat and Mai's proficiency with knives did not seem out of the ordinary. This makes Iroh's gift to Azula even more distant feeling. He could have sent a second knife or if he wanted to discourage her from violence try to find a better suited gift but a doll was not the right gift. And honestly, she already had flamethrowers at her hands whenever she wanted.

There's also after the episode The Chase when Iroh is injured after Azula shot him with fire trying to escape and Iroh is trying to teach Zuko how to redirect lightning, Iroh says something that even though Azula is on the enemy side feels like it's a little bit much to be aimed at a 14 year old girl even if she is dangerous.

"She's crazy, and she needs to go down."

Unreliable adult figure in her life #3! Her Father, Fire Lord Ozai the manipulative man himself. This man is so cold and manipulative that he knew exactly what to do to achieve what he wanted. He favored Azula because she was strong and his wife feared her and so he had the full ability to influence her without his wife's interference. He gave her just enough affection for her loyalty but purposely left her starving for verification and affection from him. He made sure to leave her scared of him leaving her.

At the very end of the show in the scene where he crowns himself Phoenix King she comes up and mentions that they will be leaving soon or something along those lines and he corrects her and says that he will be leaving that she'll be staying and she gets mad. She tells him that he can't throw her away like Zuko and that it was her idea in the first place. While she seems mad it's more fear in her eyes. Ozai turns to her and simply says

"Azula"

Any traces of anger are replaced with total and utter fear. If you look at the placement of their positions it's similar to Zuko in the Agni Kai when he got his scar. One could draw the conclusion that she was afraid of him treating her like Zuko and abandoning her. Ozai knew exactly what he was doing in this scene. He knew exactly what he was doing in every scene in relation to Azula.

In conclusion? She had literally no one she could trust. Those were the adults in her lives and she was the royal princess, nobles were going to want to use her and servants were beneath her and would not try to form that kind of relationship with her. There is an exception to this, she did have two friends after all who she did trust— to a point. Mai and Ty Lee. Well look where that ended up. At the Boiling Rock they betrayed her, this is exactly her breaking point. After that episode was when she descended into madness. Their betrayal was the cause or breaking point. She literally had no one she could trust.

Under Ba Sing Se she offered a way out for Zuko— that he took. She risked her own skin to make a place for her brother back at home. She wanted someone to trust even if it was subconsciously that she was trying to seek someone out. She knew her brother like the back of her hand, she knew he was too weak (kind) to try to manipulate or use her. She tried to help him how she could in her own way. (Keep in mind that he threw this away on The Day Of Black Sun and Ozai probably confronted Azula in some way about his confession and her lies.)

Also in the episode the beach she laughs when someone calls Ty Lee a circus freak but then looks regretful when Ty Lee lashes out. Azula does have compassion she just doesn't show it, generally in regard for her own safety.

In conclusion Azula really just needs someone she can legitimately trust who won't try to use her or manipulate her or hurt her. Also, she's 14.

This is also how people can make fanfiction where in post war Zuko and Azula end up in a shaky relationship because Azula realizes that overall he is her safest bet as far as someone she can trust.

If you're still here then thank you for reading my mind dump.

#avatarthelastairbender #avatar the last airbender #Atla #Avatar #Azula #Azula redemption #Azula character analysis #issue the antagonist yes #does she need someone to trust? #also yes #is she literally 14 years old #Y E S #throw ozai to kyoshi

[goldenavenger02]

troubled water running cold

So I kinda got confused while writing this and noticed in my rewatch of this episode that Zuko does not fall during the fight with Azula. That being said, I'm very sick and I don't care to change the plot, so...take it as a creative liberty.

And now, on with the story!

Zuko knew as soon as he had slipped during his fight atop the trolley against his sister and his left side had hit the metal roof hard that his ribs were broken.

Even if he couldn't feel anything but a mild twinge every time he inhaled as they made their way back to the Western Air Temple, he knew. He had become used to such injuries between how rough Azula was when they would fight as children and his fights against Aang and the others.

How he could never really get a full breath in without doubling over, how blood would coat his tongue and stain his teeth when he coughed if he overexerted himself, how he had to keep perfect posture when his chest was bound tightly so they healed correctly. It was practically routine at this point in his life.

Sure enough, after the joyful reunion between Katara, Sokka and Hakoda and the group made their way inside, Zuko felt the familiar spike of pain from the left side of his chest into his nerves that could only be his ribs. He couldn't stop from doubling over in the courtyard as his right hand gripped his left side and he gritted his teeth till the pain slowed with only Appa as a witness.

When the pain subsided, he stood up slowly, his right hand still against his left side; he considered going to Katara for a brief moment, but he stopped himself just as quickly. Even though he helped Sokka save Hakoda and Suki, that didn't mean that everything between him and Katara was okay, not that it should be.

He knew that he had betrayed her many times, that if he so much looked at Aang the wrong way that she was ready to kill him, and he couldn't even blame her. He knew that like always, he had to deal with this on his own because of his own mistakes.

So he removed his hand from his left side, letting it dangle loosely as he walked at a slow pace towards his room so he could mend his wounds in peace without worrying the others or worse, angering Katara.

He could hear the lively discussion coming from the main room, it sounded like Toph and Katara were poking at each other with their comments, so he knew that he wouldn't miss much and no one would be too shocked if he went to his room early. But even in the near silent hallway, a voice hit his ears that made his body stiffen and stopped him from walking instantly.

"You know, for being a crown prince, you have a very readable face."

He knew it was Hakoda even before he turned around, but the tone had been one he had been on the receiving end of from his uncle Iroh. Stern enough to get his attention, but the scolding was light enough to not send him into fight or flight mode.

"I was a pretty lousy crown prince. Sokka and Katara will tell you all about it."

"I'm sure they would, but that's not why I stopped you. Are you injured?" Before Zuko could come up with any excuse or lie to wave the man's concern away, Hakoda added, "I saw you from my window in the courtyard."

And Zuko knew that he was cornered by the man with no escape or excuse to give, so he just let out a long sigh that had the repercussion of a strong surge of agony up into his arm before asking, "you won't tell Katara, right?"

"She could heal you. Her water bending doesn't heal bones, but it would help some of those internal injuries."

"She doesn't trust me, she thinks I'm going to backstab them again and bring Aang to my father. She threatened my life if I stepped out of line."

The hallway went eerily silent except for the light wheeze from Zuko's lungs when he exhaled after he explained his reasoning and he winced as soon as he realized that he had just told Katara's father what she had said to him, but there was no taking it back now.

"Why don't you head to your room," Hakoda spoke at last, resting a soft hand on Zuko's right shoulder for a brief moment, "and I'll get some supplies, see what I can do. I may not be a healer, but I've had my share of war wounds."

Zuko knew that his other option was enlisting Katara, so he agreed and turned back to his room, his hand now resting on his ribs once again as he slowly sat down on the stone bed and forced himself to wait patiently as his chest throbbed.

He was used to cleaning and mending his own wounds. Especially after his banishment, he refused to let anyone help him with the exception of his uncle tending to his burned face in the very early days of his hunt for the Avatar. Despite how much he had changed, he couldn't shake the mindset of having to care for himself away.

Zuko was pulled out of his thoughts by Hakoda's return, looking up to see the man's face was calm and collected as he seemingly inventoried the medical supplies on the small shelf next to his bed before he finally returned the eye contact.

"Do you need help with your shirt?"

It only hit him now that he was still wearing the paper thin prison uniform, but he shook his head and pulled the orange shirt off, wincing when it brushed against his chest and again when he raised his left arm to free it before depositing it onto the floor and laying back on the stone bed.

His forehead was slick with sweat from the struggle and his chest ached painfully with every shallow breath he was able to take. Hakoda hadn't even started to prod at his ribs yet but Zuko already knew that this was a particularly bad blow that he had taken, maybe one of the worst ones at that.

Sure enough, after Hakoda maneuvered the lantern so that his injury was in the light and Zuko felt light but painful fingers grazing his side, he could swear that he heard the man mumble just under his breath, "this is not good."

But he didn't say that to his face. He worked quietly and quickly, not saying a single word as he applied a cooling salve to numb the pain before beginning to wrap his chest tightly. Zuko was okay with Hakoda being quiet as he worked. It meant that he could try his best to ignore the twinges and stare at the stone ceiling instead.

Until he had to sit up so the bandages could be wrapped around his back and that's when Hakoda spoke up, his voice sounding choked slightly, like he had been crying.

"Zuko? Have you broken your ribs before?"

"Why?"

"Your chest is nearly caved in on the left side." He told him as he finished wrapping the bandages.

"Azula played rough, my banishment played harder." Zuko spoke, keeping his voice as emotionless as possible in order to keep his tears to himself. There would be plenty of time for him to do that when Hakoda wasn't looking.

"Zuko, this could be deadly, " Hakoda stopped to stand from where he had been kneeling to tend to Zuko, "I'm going to talk to Katara."

"But-"

"I'll also get her to back down on her threats, at least while you're recovering."

And with that, the man was gone and his door was shut again, leaving the firebender alone in the silence and with his aching chest. So he did the only thing he could do. He pulled his blanket over himself, the movement making his chest ache, before he closed his eyes and forced himself into a restless sleep.

…

He couldn't have been asleep for that long when he felt the blanket being slowly tugged down, followed by the removal of the bandages which were slowly pulled off of his skin so they didn't pull too hard on any of his skin.

"You're right, dad," Katara's voice was unmistakably hers as the familiar sloshing sound of her water bending hit his ears, "this is really bad."

"I know it's a lot, and that you don't trust him, but I don't think it will benefit either side if he dies. He is wanted by the Fire Lord after all and I don't think he'll welcome back his son with open arms."

Zuko cringed at the mention of his father as the sloshing continued, but kept it internal. It was probably for the best if they assumed that he was asleep.

"I don't trust him. That doesn't mean that I'm not going to heal him, especially because he's helping Aang and helped Sokka bring you and Suki back to us."

"Good girl," Hakoda's voice was soft and gentle, "but I think that you should start looking inward as well for a way to forgive Zuko."

"How can I when he tried to kill us? When he tried to kidnap Aang? How can I forgive someone who has betrayed me before?"

"By letting yourself accept what has happened and accept that he is not the same person that he was a year ago. None of us are."

Katara didn't speak again after Hakoda's words. Instead, she bent the water into Zuko's chest and slowly started to heal the years of internal injuries he had received from fighting them and training against Azula.

The tugs and pulls of the cold water, no matter how gentle, made his ribs twinge painfully but he managed to keep his eyes closed, even if that meant that he was biting the inside of his cheek at the same time. He didn't know whether it was the healing itself or the cold water that hurt more.

He had nearly lost consciousness a few times when the cold hit a particularly sensitive area, but he managed to cling tightly to being awake until finally, the water subsided with another slosh and for the first time in a long time, he could breathe just a little bit clearer then when he had broken his ribs in the past.

He stayed limp in Katara's arms as Hakoda wrapped fresh bandages around his chest, his face planted firmly against her shoulder. Even though she hadn't been with the water tribe in a long time, her hair still smelled like sea water; he hoped that he didn't smell like burning garbage.

Before he could ponder on the smell any longer, he was slowly lowered back down where he had been laying and felt an extra pillow propping him up as Katara's footsteps stormed away.

But Hakoda stayed to lay the blanket over his body and to push his sweaty hair off of his forehead before leaving the room and letting the door shut behind him with a soft click.

Zuko couldn't be more grateful as to where he had ended up.

#Avatar The Last Airbender #atla #hakoda #katara #zuko #whump #hurt/comfort #angst #found family #angry katara #hurt zuko #post The Boiling Rock

[ssreeder]

Hi ssreeder!!!

As always I’ll begin with telling you how much I’m in love with LIAB and RIA!!! Those two are so perfect I wouldn’t change ANYTHING. Because I think if they got even better than they are now I’d really die or the pleasure of reading them. I’m sorry I don’t gather the willpower and courage to comment often enough. I’m not super literate or eloquent while or after reading a chapter and I never know what to say about it when I think about it. I’m just always impatient to see the next chapter and whichever length it is, it always will take top priority on my mind’s reading queue. Whatever I plan to read next or I am currently reading, the new chapter will always get in first place! (Should it even be a +50k words chapter!!!) You inspire me to draw so much! And your comments about them are always so enormously generous and sweet. Thank you so much!!! I can’t stress it enough.

Anyway, I’d be delighted to have a little sneak peek of #5 Blue Spirit Alone, if you will.

Thank you once again and have a wonderful day!!!!

AWWWWW I LOVE YOU

Listen here! you could leave a comment that is just you rubbing your face across the keyboard and I’d love it!! No pressure though I love chatting with you in the discord & seeing your AMAZING art.

I would eat it with a spoon and fork it’s so amazing, if I had half your talent I’d be drawing angsty art all over the place lol.

Ughhhhh you ask me about WIP??? Haha (when I say WIP I mean random ass notes that have no real structure behind them yet…)

So Blue spirit alone is an angsty idea I had that I will probably never actually write but…

Iroh dies after getting struck by azulas lightning which pretty much sends Zuko into a self destructive spiral and he uses his BS persona to wreck havoc on the FN because he is so angry.

He meets Jet as the BS, and of course Jet is like let’s be besties and come with me to BSS & somehow Zuko ends up going with him and that’s where they run into Sokka and it’s just a mess and lots of Dai Ali creepy vibes and miscommunication and angst and three boys that can’t figure it out and maybe someone dies but maybe someone doesn’t and yeah.

Like I said it’s an idea I haven’t given MUCH thought but it’s in my notes and I like writing Jet & I like angst so there you go.

Thanks for asking!! Which I was better at explaining things hahaha

#idk if I’ll ever write it #just a fun idea of like so what if iroh died??? #& then what would Zuko do? #I think it would be enough to make him turn his back on the FN #Or at least fuck shit up for a while #then Jet of course on the way to BSS would be causing problems #then BOOM problem one clashes with problem two #and a beautiful friendship is born #but Zuko is angry and self destructive so yeah #it’ll probably turn into Jet and Sokka both crushing on Zuko #and Zuko doing everything in his power to get himself killed #don’t know the specifics #but yep that’s it!! #gotta finish liab before I move onto anything else #kind of wanna help my friend write another fic anyway #third wheel Zuko fic #*points at pipp* PRISON LETS GO #you’re the best Arandin!!!! #I am sending you a million hugs #WIP game #ask

[bellatrixobsessed1]

Skin & Scale (Part 6)

She doesn’t feel right, not at all. She hasn’t felt right in days but now it is worse. So much worse. 

Her head hurts so bad and her body…every single inch of her hurts. She wants to massage her aching jaw or clutch her stomach against that horrid cramping but she can’t bend a leg or an arm without bringing on a screaming shooting pain. 

Her body shivers involuntarily in agony and her forehead is slicked with sweat. 

Finally she swallows her pride and cries out. 

And she is frustrated with herself for having to do so. Especially when Zuko and Aang show up instead of the doctors. They have more important things to worry about than her. “You’re supposed to be searching the palace for egg fragments.” She winces. 

Not only is she useless to the mission but she has become an outright burden to it, a hindrance. 

“Do you want me to get Katara to come do some healing?” Aang offers. 

“I want you to get the physicians and…” she grits her teeth and inhales sharply through them. Instinctively she bunches in on herself. “And focus on the mission.” She doesn’t want to be the reason that Caldera City, the Fire Nation as a whole, everything she has ever known goes up in a blaze. 

“Katara can help you.” Zuko insists. “We’ve already got Sokka, Toph, Aang, and I searching. Katara can make sure that you’re okay.”

“I’m fine.” She snaps. 

“I know that you almost never cry out in pain.” Zuko points out. And he does have her there. She has a pretty ridiculously high pain tolerance but here she is, on the brink of weeping. It might only take a few more stabs of pain. 

“Fine.” She concedes. “Send for the waterbender.” But only because she doesn’t want to be reduced to a sobbing mess. 

.oOo.

Azula gives a shuddering breath as she eases herself slowly and with the feeble gait of an old woman into the hotspring. “There you go…careful…” Katara comments softly. Azula wishes that she wouldn’t; what she probably believes are words of encouragement, Azula finds patronizing. Finally she finds herself submerged to her neck. 

Katara slips into the spring with her and a shudder claws its way out of her unthinking mind–some unshakable residue of the worst moment of her life. This isn’t the first time that Katara has healed her. It isn’t the first time that she has had to completely dunk herself, face and all, to make the most of the healing. “Are you doing alright?” Katara asks.

Azula nods.

Perhaps she can now do this without shaking and hyperventilating but she can’t say that she is comfortable. She can’t say that her stomach isn’t tying itself in knots. 

“Try to relax, okay. You’re already very tense.” 

Maybe she isn’t reliving the past this time around but her mind still wanders back to that place. Back to when her life ended–or felt like it anyhow. She supposes that, up until now, things haven’t been so terrible. 

They haven’t been ideal. 

They certainly haven’t been according to her plan and everything she had been led to believe that she would be and have.

But they haven’t been terrible. Sometimes things are quite pleasant and she doesn’t quite mind having been defeated. 

She closes her eyes and listens to the water shift and churn around her. It is soft and lulling, strangely soothing until Katara’s voice cuts through the drip-drop. “Lean back, okay?” Azula does what she is told and waits for that telltale pull. She finds herself floating on her back, the water rolling and undulating beneath her. She opens her eyes and watches the steam coil languidly up to the sky.

It takes her mind off things to try to find pictures in the spring smoke. It eases the pinch of anxiety that comes with that first thin layer of water crawling very unnaturally across her body until it covers her entirely. 

Soon she is encased in it save for her nose and mouth. She doesn’t mean to but she finds herself shuddering even as the water begins to push the aches and pains away. Even before Katara’s handiwork, the springs had helped relieve some of the pressure in her abdomen, lower belly and lower back. It had taken at least some of the edge off of the throbbing in her arms and legs. 

“And I’m going to have to deal with this every month?” She finds herself grumbling. 

“Yeah. That’s just how it is.” 

Azula exhales. 

It is getting easier, she supposes. 

She is starting to relax. 

It really would do her well to get used to this, seeing as she gets hurt so terribly often.

“We’re almost done.” Katara remarks. 

“I can tell.” She closes her eyes again. “It doesn’t hurt as much, I can think again…about something other than how much it hurts…” 

.oOo.

Admittedly, Katara has done a remarkable job. She is up and walking around again. They had let her rummage around in several of father’s secret annexes for a while. At least she can be somewhat useful. But she still feels a poignant sense of fatigue which she can attribute either to her cycle or whatever has been the source of her distress–the source that she has decided is not entirely related to said cycle. 

“Are you sure that you’re doing okay?” Zuko asks again. 

“I’ve said yes five times now, according to the mental tally that I’ve has been keeping.”

“It’s just that, you haven’t made as many of your rude remarks tonight.”

“They aren’t rude, they are witty and truthful all at once and you all can’t handle it.” She shrugs. “And it’s not my fault that you can’t.” 

“See, she’s fine!” Sokka calls from somewhere within secret passage twelve. 

She clears her throat. “Perhaps I’m saving my quips for when I’m feeling better and can properly enjoy them and all of those stupid expressions that you make after I say them.” She pauses. “Of course any face you make is stupid because you have an objectively stupid face. However, your face becomes downright idiodic after I make certain comments.” She smirks. “See, like that one!”

“Alright, you’re okay, I get it.” 

That smirk morphs into a smug smile. “Great. I’ll be in my room if you need me.” She hopes that they won’t because she is beginning to feel faint twinges of pain again. And that itching, formally buried beneath said pain, is growing mightily persistent in its absence.

She scratches at her right hand.

Scratches all the way back to her room.

.oOo.

Azula doesn’t awaken to pain.

She awakens to something substantially worse.

It is a small splotch on her right hand on that thin skin between her thumb and pointer, one that she mistakes for a smear of paint. It very well could have been a smear of paint, except that it doesn’t rub away when she runs her finger over it. It doesn’t wash away no matter how much soap she scrubs into it. And it is only getting bigger, spreading out like ink in water. 

She has been watching it unfurl like folds of cloth or blooming petals for the past hour now. It has been spreading steadily and now it has reached the middle of her hand. By all means it still looks like paint, a thick brush stroke, stark against her complexion. 

The aches begin to return–perhaps not in full force–but enough to leave her cranky about three hours later. But Katara is away with the others exploring another one of the Fire Islands. It will be three days before they return for a break. 

And in three days her bleeding mercifully slows while the blue relentlessly climbs. 

Azula wears gloves now, golden in color and as lavish as her robes. Embroidered with fire lilies and decorated with chips of amber, they look quite lovely. But the gloves end at her wrists and the blue is creeping up her arm. She clutches her afflicted hand to her chest and winces–her stomach is queasy. 

What’s wrong with her?

Why is this happening to her?

Deep down she thinks that she knows. 

Deep down there is really only one answer. But that answer doesn’t make sense. She can’t quite fathom it and maybe that is why she puts it out of her mind, choosing to stumble around in confusion instead. 

Everyone already thought that she was a monster, it feels like they are only just getting over that and now she is becoming a monster of some sort or another. And in the most literal sense this time around. 

She can feel it inside of her. Maybe she has always felt it inside of her. Perhaps, on some level, she had already been aware. 

She has always been different. 

Her body has always felt so wrong to her. Has felt ill suited for her. 

Even still, she loves that body. It is only just now that she is realizing it–now that it is being taken from her–but she does love it. Even the small scars that she has acquired. Even those freckles that she covers up. Even her small frame. 

Azula shudders. 

She tears off the glove and begins another round of useless scrubbing. She rubs until her blue skin breaks. 

She still bleeds red.

#Avatar The Last Airbender #Azula #Katara #Zuko #Dragon Azula #Fanfiction

[akiizayoi4869]

De aged Azula anon here. Just wanted to comment on that latest post.

I’m sure I’ll love the Ba Sing Se arc. Can’t wait!

Also still so happy that I’m one of your favorite anons.

It's still a little ways away, but I can't wait to start working on it!

Ngl, when you first introduced this au idea to me, I was going through a bit of a writers block with my other WIP, The Warrior and The Princess. You sending me these asks definitely helped with getting me out of it. So, thank you!

#asks #de aged azula anon #aki answers things