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kodicrome-212 · 10 months
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If Hera and Sabine end up having a poor/strained relationship then it defeats the whole point of their relationship in the first place.
Sabine needed a motherly figure, someone who looked out for her and was proud of her, who still loved her despite the mistakes shes made and might make. she didn’t have that in Ursa so she found it somewhere else. The way Sabine talks to Ursa and difference the way she talks to Hera is so apparent, her and Ursa are very cold to each other, their is resentment and disappointment in both of them, she is very closed off from her mother to keep herself safe. But the way she talks to Hera shows that she’s found someone she can trust. It’s even shown in body language, she’s so much more rigid and high strung at home, but the way she moves on the ghost is still a very upright warrior and ex military type posture but it’s much looser and more comfortable with her surroundings. She looks like she isn’t to worried about getting into trouble for they way she’s standing.
For Sabine, Ursa could pull the rug out from under her any minute but Hera will always be there to catch her.
Hera is to Sabine what she needed at that age, Sabine is a parallel to a younger Hera the same way that Ezra is to Kanan, it’s just not explored as much. She understands better than anyone what it means to have a parent choice something over you. To be unable to open up to other people in fear of getting hurt. She sees herself in Sabine and she steps up and decides to do better for both their sakes.
Sabine and Hera is such an amazing dynamic between female characters that I really wish the show went into more and that people talked about more.
I hope if there is a little distance between them it’s because Sabine spread her wings and grew up, not because of a failing out. A physical distance but there still close. Sabine shouldn't be strained from her second maternal figure.
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h4zardousch3micals · 10 months
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And just when you're done dealing with one weird creature, behold, another. This one speaks in purple prose for some reason
Also the return of Fuchsia!!!
Pssst @plushii-gutz @bear-cubs-art-things
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infcinity · 1 year
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my bloody valentine mini event || ursa && din djarin (( @softsliders19​ ))
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ursa wasn’t by any means a fighter - but she knew how to defend herself to an extent - but not with all of the people she had seen running around, some of them looked like they were using magic. “please stay where you are!” 
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ursanic · 1 year
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nikylodeon · 2 years
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125K Views on something I Directed!!
So thankful to everyone who worked on this and lets keep the view count up!
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karingottschalk · 1 year
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No Film School: The Black Magic of Shooting and Editing Horror with the Team Behind ‘Dark Noise’
No Film School: The Black Magic of Shooting and Editing Horror with the Team Behind ‘Dark Noise’
https://nofilmschool.com/dark-noise-blackmagic-filmmakers-interview “Filmmaker tips and insights for using Blackmagic products, from the URSA Mini Pro G2 to Resolve Studio. Suspenseful horror filmmaking—at its core—is more about what you don’t show than what you do. So much can be conveyed by the suggestions of what is happening just out of the frames of the camera. Filmmakers dating back to…
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leviscolwill · 7 months
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i wanna count the freckles on your face - mason blurb — #1
you loved everything about mason. from his lips and how they felt on yours, to his eyes and how they reflected everything going on in his head with no filter. but the one thing you could never get sick of was tracing his freckled cheeks.
"have you ever tried counting them?" you asked him softly connecting every spots with an invisible string.
"hmm ?" mason sprawled on your disheveled sheets with a questioning look on his face.
"your freckles, have you tried counting them?"
"why would i count them?" mason snickered at your question but you were already straddling his hips, tracking each cocoa coloured mark on his left cheek. he couldn't help but admire your face contort in focus. your nose scrunching, your tongue slightly poking out of your lips when you were not biting them.
"are you having fun right now?" you could only hum in agreement too busy counting down in your head.
"when you think about it, your cheeks are almost a sky map. these six look like a mini ursa major, your face is a pocket sized galaxy."
"thanks?" mason had absolutely no idea what you were talking about, but he could only smile like a fool hearing your rambles.
"that's seventy-six, i thought there would be a little more you know..."
"i'm sorry, i'll try to be a better man for you and give you more freckles to count." you lightly hit his chest and hid your face in his neck.
mason wouldn't necessarily describe himself as jealous, even though you would probably say the opposite. but in this very moment, he couldn't help but feel so immensely lucky to be the only man to have you like this.
sure, others could look at you, they could mindlessly admire your smile and daydream about your lips on theirs. but you'd never talk to them about futile things (such as your boyfriend's freckles) with stars in your eyes. and mason would feel bad for these people, but really he could only take pride in the fact he was the only one to know you and your antics.
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Fans: Zuko looks exactly like Ozai and Azula looks exactly like Ursa. Therefore they can't look alike!
Meanwhile Zuko and Azula, looking nearly identical:
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Honestly, both Fire kids look like a mix of their parents instead of being a mini copy of one.
Zuko remarkably looks like Ozai, but you can still see a hint of Ursa in him (softer eyes & eyebrows, relatively rounder jawline, straight nose etc.)
Meanwhile Azula looks like both her parents equally. Sharp eyes & hard-angeled eyebrows, widow's peak from Ozai. Straight nose, pointy chin, narrow face from Ursa...
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pizzaboat · 1 month
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I'm thinking about Azula's attempt at tricking Zuko and Iroh to come back home and the horrible things she says to him in the episode. And like, I obviously don't have to say that Zuko didn't deserve that shit before I continue my next thoughts
But I personally, Azula's aggression makes me think "resentment"
I don't buy into the "she's evil so she said it to be evil"
It didn't seem like the kind of moment she'd look back on to laugh about, because while Azula definitely enjoys messing with Zuko, I don't feel it ever really looked like that unless she was slipping (much like after Mai and Ty Lee betrayed her)
I just headcanon she resented Zuko for being banished because Ozai had both them convinced it was Zukos fault. With Zuko not around to take the brunt of their fathers negative attention, Azula got it more often
And I wouldn't even say that Ozai blew off steam at her. Because it would be far more calculating than that, he just made her think that's what he was doing. Really, Ozai would've been breaking her down from just the favourite child who needs his praise, to the only child, who will be discarded and all affection withdrawn from her if she falls short of any standards he sets
Zuko being banished marked the acceleration of her adultification and isolation. Zuko still acted like a kid when he was 13, but Azula doesn't at 14, that tells you a lot
And of course maybe it started when Ursa was banished and Zuko was left with no one on his side in the Palace while Ozai groomed Azula into his mini me
But I do headcanon that Zukos banishment was the big push to isolating Azula fully and focusing on bending her to being only a weapon
And Ozai has Azula resenting Zuko, because while she's so smart and cunning, she's only been fed the stories she can imagine
That's my headcanon anyway. Azula resents Zuko for being banished because she ended up alone, and deep down, she knew something was very dark and off about her life at that point. There was just a cognitive disconnect on why it was all so miserable because she was getting all their fathers attention, and that's what Azula thought she wanted
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disciple-of-owen · 13 days
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There are few who would argue that Fire Lord Ozai is not a bad parent. After his redemption, Zuko even refers to him as “the worst father in the history of fathers”. But where does Ozai’s awfulness come from? What drives it?
In order to understand the nature of Ozai’s abuse of his children, one must first understand how Ozai views the world. And as comical as it might seem, I think this can be boiled down to, “That which is of Ozai, and that which isn’t”.
Ozai sees himself, and the traits he believes make up his identity (strength, ruthlessness, precision, cunning, etc.) as the universal ideal. As such, the more a person or thing embodies ‘Ozainess’, the more objectively worthy, in his view, that person or thing is. This is at the root of everything Ozai does: he believes the Fire Nation (as shaped by Sozin) is the superior civilisation of the Avatar world not because of pride or patriotism, but because he sees it as the civilisation that most diligently strives to be like him (his narcissism would never allow him to consider the notion that his imperialist culture shaped him, and not the other way around).
His relationship with his family is the same. Ozai despises Zuko because he is the opposite of Ozainess, an insult made all the more bitter due to the boy being his own flesh and blood. Conversely, Ozai adores Azula because he sees her as not only an embodiment of the traits he values, but as a direct extension of himself. A literal mini me, complete with matching DNA.
If we assume, then, that Ozai’s ‘love’ for his daughter is no more than a warped form of self love, we can’t ignore the irony that Ozai doesn’t truly love his daughter at all. This is revealing about his own inner life: Ozai doesn’t love himself, but rather sees himself (or his own idealised vision of himself) as the perfect ideal that the rest of the world must be made to conform to. Even in his own mind, Ozainess is something to be imposed, not cherished.
I believe that, deep down, both Zuko and Azula knew this about their father, which explains their respective paths in life. Zuko, unable to be the flattering reflection that his father demanded, took refuge in his mother. Ursa, believing Azula was in less danger due to being Ozai’s favourite child, devoted her time and energy to nurturing her son, giving him the genuine, selfless affection that every child deserves. This left Azula alone with a father she knew cared for her only in as much as she was like him, which led to her devoting herself utterly to the Ozai brand as a subconscious act of self preservation.
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adiraargent · 4 months
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Stargazing - Regulus Black
wc: 1.1k warnings: fluff, established relationship Summary: Regulus takes your stargazing, showing off his knowledge
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The night sky stretched above you like a vast canvas, speckled with an array of twinkling stars. It was Saturday night and Regulus told you he wanted some alone time with just the two of you and had suggested stargazing. So you both found yourselves nestled in a secluded corner of the Hogwarts grounds, away from the castle's hustle and bustle.
As you lay on a soft blanket spread across the grass, wrapped up in both Regulus' jumper and his right arm, Regulus pointed out the constellations one by one, his voice carrying a gentle cadence that seemed to match the serene stillness of the night.
You were so focused on where he was pointing that you didn't even notice the small, love-filled glances that he kept shooting in your direction. He couldn't help it, you just looked so beautiful, your slightly tired face, the reflection of the stars in your eyes, and your own constellation of freckles that kissed your cheeks.
"That cluster of stars over there," he began, his finger tracing the shape in the sky, his eyes shooting back up to the sky, "that's Orion's Belt. According to ancient myths, Orion was a great hunter, and those three stars mark his belt."
You listened intently, captivated by Regulus's passion for the stars and the tales woven within them. His explanations were accompanied by an endearing enthusiasm, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight as he shared the stories passed down through generations.
He continued, pointing out Cassiopeia, Draco, and Ursa Major, his voice laced with knowledge and fascination. Each constellation held a story, and Regulus narrated them with such vividness that it felt as if the stars had come alive in the sky above you.
As the night deepened, you found yourself lost in the beauty of the celestial display, but it wasn't just the stars that enchanted you; it was Regulus's gentle presence and the way he spoke with such reverence for the night sky.
He looked at you, a small smile playing on his lips, his eyes reflecting the starlight. "See that constellation there? That's Lyra, the harp. It's said to represent the lyre played by the legendary musician Orpheus."
You marveled at how Regulus's eyes lit up as he spoke, his passion for astronomy making the night feel more magical. His words painted a vivid picture of the ancient tales behind each star cluster, and you couldn't help but be drawn deeper into his explanations.
The conversation shifted from constellations to more personal topics. Regulus spoke about his dreams, his aspirations, and his deepest thoughts, and you reciprocated, sharing your own hopes and fears under the vast canopy of stars.
Neither of you were 100% sure what you wanted to do when you graduated, but you both knew you wanted to move out from home as soon as possible... the two of you spoke of running off together and then maybe starting a career in Quidditch. Regulus smiled softly as he watched you go on a mini rant about how when you get your shared house, the two of you could get a bunch of pets.
Occasionally, the conversation would quiet down, and you both would just lie there, side by side, enveloped in the tranquility of the night. The peace was punctuated by soft whispers, the occasional laughter, and shared glances that spoke volumes.
Regulus turned on his side, now wrapping both his arms around you and pulling you into his chest, "Reg?"
You were confused by his sudden movement, he had went from looking at the stars to now having his face buried into your neck, his warm breathes tickling your skin.
"Jus' don' want ya to get co'" he mumbled into your neck, his voice muffled
"Mhmm," you grinned sarcastically, yet you still brought your hand up to his head, burying your fingers into his dark locks and massaging his scalp softly.
Time seemed to stand still in that moment, as if the stars themselves had aligned to create this perfect harmony between you and Regulus. It was as if the night had paused just for the two of you to exist within its tranquil embrace.
The two of you wished that it could be like this forever, both in your own little world wrapped in the arms of your love. A world where there was no war, no death eaters, no school and no parents who couldn't care less about you.
As the night deepened, the air grew cooler, and the soft touch of Regulus's lips on your forehead brought a warmth that transcended the night's chill. His tender gesture was a silent reassurance, a whisper of care that made your heart flutter.
With the stars as witnesses, you shifted closer to Regulus, the blanket now cocooning you both in a shared haven. His arm around you tightened ever so slightly, pulling you snug against his chest, a silent invitation to seek solace in his embrace.
In the midst of the cosmic spectacle above, your gazes locked in an unspoken understanding. The night's silence was interrupted only by the hushed exchanges between you both, the soft murmurs and shared confidences blending seamlessly with the gentle rustle of leaves.
In a moment of daring, your fingers found their way to Regulus's, intertwining with his in a tender clasp. It was a subtle gesture, but the electric current that surged between your intertwined hands spoke volumes, bridging the gap between you in a language that words couldn't convey.
Regulus's touch was a comfort, a magnetic pull that drew you closer with an unspoken promise of safety and belonging. His fingers traced delicate patterns on your skin, a gesture that sent tingles down your spine and stirred emotions you couldn't quite articulate.
Under the starlit sky, Regulus leaned in, his lips brushing against your temple in a tender kiss, his silent declaration of affection warming your entire being. It was a gentle caress, a whisper of adoration that resonated deeper than any spoken words.
Regulus turned to you, a soft smile gracing his features. "Thank you for tonight," he said, his voice carrying a warmth that mirrored the celestial glow above. "I haven't felt this at peace in a long time."
You met his gaze, feeling a connection that transcended words, a sense of kinship and understanding that lingered in the silent spaces between your shared gazes.
"I could stay here forever," you whispered, a sentiment that echoed the unspoken bond between you and Regulus, forged under the infinite expanse of the night sky.
As the hours waned, Regulus shifted closer, his arm encircling you in a gentle hold. His lips found yours in a tender yet passionate kiss, a silent promise of unwavering devotion that lingered in the fleeting moments shared beneath the star-studded sky.
The night eventually bid its farewell, but the memories etched in the fabric of that evening remained—an intimate constellation of shared gazes, gentle touches, and stolen kisses that made the night an unforgettable testament to the love you both shared.
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residentshitcunt · 4 months
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The funniest thing for me personally, coming out of all the James Somerton shit, is the camera choises that he made. I've seen a couple of his more recent videos, there is nothing there that requires spending more than a couple of grand max on a complete camera rig. If what you do is sit in front of a stationary background in controlled lighting and talk at the camera, you can make that work with fucking 8-bit footage (I wouldn't for the sake of flexibility, but it's very doable), keeping in mind it's gonna compress down to a garbage-fire bitrate for streaming. And you go from a Ursa Mini Pro G2 to an FX6? When you're supposedly running out of money? Everything about an FX6 is more money. You need FF glass, you probably want AF lenses, probably mirrorless ones too (no sigma 18-35 1.8 for full frame), and for what, slightly better low light performance (not an issue on a professional set, most cine cams shoot at low EI values) and AF, which again isn't an issue shooting with cine lenses because they don't have fucking AF motors. "I wAnT tO sHoOt AnAmOrPhIc" buy a flare filter and crop your footage and spend the money you saved hiring people to do what actually needs to be done to make a good film, which doesn't involve blowing your budget on camera gear.
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infcinity · 1 year
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my bloody valentine mini event || ursa && azula (( @wvsteria​ ))
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ursa was filled with panic, watching the chaos erupt on the streets hadn’t been something that she had expected while going out for the day - she just hoped that her husband had stayed home with kiyi, her daughter. “what’s going on?” she questioned, looking at the person beside her - an odd feeling settled in her stomach as she looked at them, it was almost as if she knew her. 
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ursanic · 11 months
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behold albedo and kazuha with their sons, albedo2 and alhaitham
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syoddeye · 1 month
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14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.
because i can't be Normal, here are 11 mini moodboards + blurbs lmao. thank you canva. some of the photos are low res, that's my b.
disclaimer: this is clearly for fun. i don't want to hear about how wrong i am lol.
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Price: Maybe this is because the strong visuals from Ursa Major by @the-californicationist is rotting my brain (affectionate), but my favorite dude likes workwear and high quality clothing. I don't think he prioritizes fashion, but at the same time, he puts on Hard Pants whenever he leaves the house because you never know who he might meet! (You. At the store. Where he gets that pesky can of whatever off the top shelf for you.) Need to commission an artist to draw him as Tom Selleck.
Rudy: Inspired by Bayardo. Rudy likes moto style, worn-in/lived-in clothing, and cleans up real nice. I could see him gravitating more color and knit button downs/polo shirts. I didn't include much western/cowboy stuff, but I imagine Alejandro's aesthetic rubbing off on Rudy since they've known each other for decades.
Ghost: To no one's surprise, his favorite color is black. But, he wouldn't wear clothes that draw even more attention. He's already a big fella, I just don't see him trying to stand out on purpose. He favors darker neutrals, layers, regular cloth or paper face masks, and workwear. Pretty plain aesthetic. Just a Guy™.
Kate: "Sy, that's a lot of Gillian Anderson." AND? What about it? Anyway, I think younger!Kate saw If These Walls Could Talk 2 and emulated Amy's (Chloë Sevigny) style for a number of years. I think with her work and maturation of style, her style is more utilitarian/streamlined, but when she dresses up, ooh baby. Some of Maya Erskine's outfits in the new Mr. and Mrs. Smith show also scream Kate to me. Obviously we have a vest outfit here, because if there is one thing lesbians love, it's utility. /jk
Nik: Similar to Price in that he values clothes that can hold up under normal-to-heavy use. Every outfit does have to highlight a chain. My guy is probably sitting on a small mountain of money, too, but the clothes he picks for himself are unlabeled.
Ale: He's a smooth operator 🎶 No, but to me he's like Soap - Alejandro knows he's good-looking. He has the range and the confidence to pull off most anything. I think similar to Rudy, I imagine him leaning more towards moto aesthetics, with more cowboy/western vibes. Not afraid of color. Lest we forget, he owns a ranch, so throw in workwear, too. Tucked in shirts, belt buckles. Another minor point of inspo is Donald Glover from Mr. and Mrs. Smith.
Gaz: It's coincidence two photos contains glasses BUT I think in my dream world, Gaz dresses the way Elliot Knight's stylist dresses him. Which is to say wonderfully. Gaz tends toward neutrals, pieces that are easy to layer, and can fit into more than one look. He's probably somewhat up on fashion and style, not obsessed, but aware of what he looks good in. Not afraid to chat up a sales associate for help.
Soap: He knows he's nice to look at. He knows his arms are drool-worthy. The moment the weather's pleasant enough, he's sleeveless. I also know he probably dgaf about fashion but let's feed my delusions. Streetwear, athleisure - He's got to be able to move freely, feel comfortable, and show off his build.
Farah: Ignore the bags lol. If anything, she's carrying something crossbody and functional. Anyway, Farah's a leader and has been from too young of an age. I think this translates to how she carries herself and what she wears, yeah? I think she aligns with Soap+Gaz+Ale in the Can Wear Anything group. My soft as fuck HC is that Price gave her a few band shirts at some point in time.
Alex: Generally aware of what he looks good in. He relies on his more fashion inclined friends and loved ones to send him ideas or buy him clothes outright because he does not go out of his way to shop. He constantly wears that a single jacket he got One compliment on it six years ago. Like Ghost, he's Just a Guy™. A very handsome one.
Valeria: She's a business woman, right? 👀 Valeria's aesthetic is a mixture of all black everything/glam/utilitarian but make it fashion. In my deepest of dreams, her fashion style is more fluid, and she eats up everything she wears. Again, kind of falling into the idea that confidence makes any style possible on her.
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stardust948 · 2 months
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Twins AU
Sweet 16 Birthday part 2
Zuko: Everyone find a seat. Azula's out for a jog but I brought us some time. She always jog to the end of her playlists so I added six more songs.
Zuko: You are all here because you are Azula's best friends and family and I want you to help me throw a surprise party for her! But you have to keep it a secret.
Zuko, looking at his parents: I know that won't be a problem for you two.
Ozai and Ursa: ಠ_ಠ
Kiyi: Mom said Azula doesn't want a party this year.
Zuko: I know my twin. She's devasted and we're gonna fix it!
Ursa: That's very sweet.
Ozai: We'll do anything to help.
Zuko: Of course you will. You're totally on the hook for this.
Ozai and Ursa: (T_T)
Sokka: I'm in! I want Azula's Sweet 16 to be as amazing as her!
Ozai: Careful.
Sokka, straightening up: Right! Sorry!
Zuko: Sokka, Mai, and Ty Lee, I want you to take Azula out Friday night while the rest of us get ready for the party. Don't bring her back until midnight because that's when actually birthday is.
Ursa: Midnight? Isn't that awfully late for a party?
Zuko: You mean like 16 years late, mom?
Ursa: Midnight party! Fun!
[Later]
Azula: Thanks for taking me out guys.
Sokka: No problem.
Ty Lee: Yeah it was fun!
Mai, sarcastic: Whoo...
Azula: I feel kind of bad though. I've never missed Zuko's birthday before. We should head back. It's late anyway.
Others: !!!
Sokka: I have an idea!
[After spending the last part of the night stalling]
Azula, rushing to the front door: Ugh! It's midnight! And 16 wrong turns?! Really Sokka?!
Sokka: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Azula: And I've never heard of that law that says you have to go 5 miles per hour past a graveyard!
Mai: That's just showing respect.
Azula: Wait a second. I don't hear the tsungi horn and melodramatic poetry. You guys! I missed Zuko's birthday!
Azula: *Goes inside and turns on light.*
Sokka, Ty Lee, and Mai: SUR- *sees nobody there*
Sokka: SSSSupper was great at Jasmine Dragon!
Azula: Where is everyone?
[Goes to the backyard and sees decorations]
Everyone: SURPISE!!!
Sokka, Ty Lee, and Mai: *runs in*
Ty Lee: We missed saying surprise? Are you kidding me?!
Zuko: Happy Sweet 16 Azula!
Azula: Wait this is all for me? Where's your theater party?
Zuko: There was no party. I played you. Don't feel bad though. I am a day older.
Azula: *laughs*
Mai: *clears throat* Remember us? The people you were screaming at the whole way past the graveyard.
Azula: You guys were all in on this?
Ty Lee: Suprise! *fist pumps* Yes!
Azula: Zuzu, mini golf? It's just like old times.
Zuko: We got so wrapped up in what party we wanted, we forgot the best part. Doing it together.
Ursa: That's what I said!
Ozai, patting her shoulder: Not now.
Ursa: Anyway, we made you a cake!
Azula: A Kuai ball cake?!
Ursa: 16 layers of buttercream and guilt! Mama's done. Time for my twins to get their party on! *dances*
Everyone:
Azula: Mom! We've forgiven you. Stop punishing us!
Ozai: Azula, we even got you a number six jersey because we figured you would want to change your number.
Azula: Actually, I've decided to stick with the number five. That's the day my best friend was born.
Zuko: *smiles*
Azula: Help me blow out these candles!
Zuko: Wait, let me get my phone. We gotta get a video of this! *leaves*
Kiyi: Video? Then we have to have the windmill going. Dad, would you do the honors.
Ozai: *Presses button*
Azula: I love it!
Ozai: We did a good thing today.
Kiyi: See what happens when you listen to me.
[Windmill starts going super fast and destroys the decorations and cake]
Azula: We have to turn this thing off!!!
Sokka: Don't worry birthday girl! *grabs her hand* Your hero's here!
Sokka: *Fights against the wind*
Azula: *pulls plug* Hey superhero, plug's right here.
Sokka: 👍
Zuko: *Returns and sees everyone disheveled and covered in birthday cake*
Zuko: o_o
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