#not the atla one though i'll get back to in a well eventually

[the-modern-typewriter]

Love your writing! Can I request a hero that likes being controlled by the villain because they get relief from their anxiety/stressful life but they are denying it because they don’t want to admit to being overwhelmed?

"Oh god, you're back."

The villain smirked at that particular greeting and inclined their head in acknowledgement. "Long time no see, hero mine."

Anticipation had the hero's heart drumming double time. They shifted their weight, hold tightening on the battered strap of their rucksack. The street was empty, all curtains conspicuously drawn, but there was nothing actually blocking any exits. They could run. They weren't far from home. They might even make it.

"It's okay," the villain said, tucking their hands into their pockets. "You can try, I won't be offended. I know you prefer pretending that you don't like this. That you don't crave this."

"I don't."

"No?" The villain's tone was soft, but their eyes gleamed in the glow of the lampposts. Their gaze was somewhere between gently mocking and not so gently fond. "You're lucky you lie so pretty. It means I'll let you off with a warning. Just the one, because I've heard you've had a rough week."

The hero swallowed.

The week had been exhausting. Atlas would have buckled beneath the weight of the last week too. Anyone would. Wouldn't they? Maybe that was why, beneath the panic of seeing the villain again, there was a much more terrifying chasm of relief. Dizzy, desperate relief. The kind of longing that left a person brained by it. Dumb.

"You heard about that?" the hero asked, in a small voice, even if it was entirely not the point.

"I'm here, aren't I?"

The hero shuddered, to hear the villain say it so bluntly. Maybe if they hadn't, the hero could pretend - what? That somewhere along the way monstrosity and miracle had blurred together like wet watercolours?

"You could walk away," the hero said.

"I could," the villain agreed, placidly. They didn't move though.

"Would you if I asked you to?"

The villain's head tilted, considering the hero at that.

"Mm, I don't think so," they decided eventually. "Then you'd feel like you had to ask. It goes better when you don't have any choice in this matter, doesn't it?"

"You can't just - you can't say that."

"No?" the villain's lip curled up again. They closed the gap between them, casually confident. "You asked."

"Well, yes - but." The hero didn't have a good way to finish the sentence. Mainly because they should have been horrified. They were horrified! It was only..."You're not supposed to say it." The crack in their voice felt far too much like confession. "It's not right."

"Yeah. I'd say you should stop feeling so guilty about liking it so much, but honestly it's entirely too delicious watching you squirm."

The hero made a choked, incoherent sound in their throat. They took a step back, not remotely surprised when the villain's hand snaked eel-fast around their back.

"Ah, ah," the villain said. "You already had your chance to run. Go easy."

The hero felt the very moment that something switched in the villain's voice, their powers humming a siren song in the hero's bones. They felt their body turn to putty as they blinked at the villain, wide-eyed. Their hands settled comfortably on the villain's chest, not pushing back.

It wasn't...it wasn't exactly that their brain switched off, only that everything in them suddenly refused to fully recognise the danger. And there was danger, they knew that, but...

But for the first time since they'd last seen the villain, the knot in their chest loosened. They didn't feel one small straw or loud noise or well-meaning question away from bursting pitifully into tears.

"Good," the villain murmured. "Just like that. There you are. Deep breaths."

Up close, the villain took a moment to study them properly. The hero let them look. Minutes ago, they might have tried to hide, ashamed by the blatant dark circles under their eyes, by everything that the villain would see, but in that second...

The villain's lips thinned a fraction. "I've been away on business for too long, haven't I? Sorry about that."

"How was business?"

The villain didn't bother answering that question, more concerned with grazing their thumb along the swell of the hero's lip where they'd bitten it raw. Their eyes darkened further.

"You look annoyed," the hero said.

"You could have called me, you know."

"Why would I do that?"

"Why would you-" For a second, it seemed like the villain might say something. Then, they simply sighed, and shook their head, muttering something under their breath. They pivoted, so they were at the hero's side instead, snagging the hero's heavy bag onto their own shoulders.

"Walk." The command hummed through the villain's voice again. "I think we've both had enough of your idiot brain for today. You're done for the week."

Every time the villain let them go, it was harder to force themselves to leave.

#hero x villain #villains and heroes #heroes and villains #writing #story #villains #heroes #writeblr #creative writing #writing snippet #fiction

[in-g-major]

ATLA Unpacked: Ty Lee's Potential

One of the many things we missed out on from ATLA Book 3 was a Ty Lee character arc. Of Azula's trio she's ultimately the least explored and most auxiliary, which is sad. The possibilities were certainly there: a girl who seems too good-natured for the ruthlessness of the Fire Nation, coerced into helping Azula, seemingly naive about what her nation is doing or perhaps too timid to voice her concerns. Gee, all that sure rings a bell doesn't it? So, here are some things that I think could have been done w/ Ty Lee given what we know about her. 1. Friendship with Zuko and eventual Redemption Arc Canon screwed this one up during "The Beach," but there's no reason it had to be that way. Ty Lee should have been the person Zuko warmed up to the most given that they're both more caring people than Mai and Azula. With Ty Lee and Zuko, you have two sheltered and privileged teenagers who don't quite fit the mold of what Fire Nation children are *supposed* to be. As a result, Zuko is banished and Ty Lee leaves her aristocratic home life behind. Zuko's banishment and journey across the world helps him realize that the Fire Nation's war is wrong. Ty Lee, who was part of a traveling Fire Nation circus and eventually traveled the Earth Kingdom with Azula, could have easily come to the same realization. We never even get her perspective on the war in canon! Just imagine Ty Lee and Zuko bonding over martial arts, theater, and collecting pretty sea shells. They bring out each other's best qualities and motivate each other's redemption. 2. Standing up to Azula This has been commented on before, but Mai being the one who defies Azula instead of Ty Lee during "The Boiling Rock" is not a satisfying emotional climax. Mai happily left her boring life behind in "Return to Omashu" as soon as Azula gave her an opportunity, and she openly defied Azula's orders with no fear of retribution at least once. What Azula represented for Mai wasn't fear. Azula was the metaphorical "devil" on Mai's shoulder, distracting her from her lack of emotional fulfillment with fun and thrills. The one who was genuinely afraid of Azula, and abandoned her passion out of that fear, was Ty Lee. Ty Lee standing up to Azula and emerging victorious is far more emotionally and narratively satisfying given their dynamic. It also gives Mai a more character appropriate choice to make in the situation. Which leads me to my third point 3. Mai and Ty Lee marsreds made a fantastic commentary I read years ago. I'll link it in the comments, but her point was that throwing Mai into an awkward and uninteresting relationship with Zuko took the focus away from her relationships with Azula and Ty Lee and made her character arc about a boy. It's a pretty damning commentary on the sexism that seeped into the way ATLA's female characters were written, and how that became the norm for the franchise by the time of the comics. Anyway, a hugely missed opportunity for Ty Lee and Mai was their relationship with each other. Even though I am pro MaiLee, I won't make this ship heavy. Ultimately the writing has to come first, but Mai and Ty Lee do have a fun and touching dynamic. Ty Lee is even more playful and affectionate with Mai than she usually is, and Mai shows genuine care and empathy for Ty Lee. When they reunite in Omashu, Mai asks Ty Lee what happened with her joining the circus. Then, during "The Beach," Mai is the only one who stands up for Ty Lee, telling Zuko to back off and figuring out the root of Ty Lee's desire for attention. We never see Mai this invested in someone else's feelings and well-being with anyone else. The character appropriate choice for Mai in "The Boiling Rock" wasn't betraying Azula for teen love. It was choosing between the friend who encouraged her better self (Ty Lee) or the friend who kept her from growing as a person (Azula).

#atla #atla meta #ty lee #mai #azula #anti maiko #mailee #g major writes #g major meta

[mangoisms]

i'll be the dangerous ledge (you be the parachute)

━ chapter eleven: atlas: heart | read chapter ten

━ pairing: tim drake x f!reader

━ word count: 5k

━ warnings: none

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━ a/n: this is the final chapter! thank you guys for reading <3

In the morning, you feel a little bit better.

Still shaky, still weak, the back of your head achy and sensitive with the knot there, but better.

Probably because Tim is there.

Curled around you, breathing slow and deep in his sleep. Relaxed, not weary from the weight of the world for once. Once again, you find yourself thinking you’ll do anything you can to carve out this space for him. Anything.

You two get up eventually, though. 

You have questions, questions about the men, about whether anyone else found out you’d been kidnapped.

To your relief, you find that no, the news did not make it to anyone other than him and the Bats. The men who kidnapped you had preexisting charges, too, so they were taken away. 

It makes sense, you learn. All the times Tim or anyone else got kidnapped for ransom, only occasionally did the news break to the public. But most of the time, no. Because by kidnapping anyone in the family… well, you learn, for one, they’re all vigilantes, and two, it cuts out the middleman because the kidnappers are trying to ransom money from the Waynes, not knowing that the Waynes are, well, vigilantes, so the chances of them getting that money are astoundingly low and the chances of them getting found out by Batman and the others are exponentially higher.

For the most part.

Depending on the skill level.

Your kidnappers, like Tim said, were stupid about it. Risky. They did it in the daytime and they did it in a fairly public area. You learn that Oracle, not another vigilante but a helping hand to them nonetheless, was able to find the CCTV footage of the moment it happened and track everything else. 

You ask if you can send her a fruit basket or something in thanks. He says you don’t have to. You disagree, quite frankly.

He (and the others) may be used to it but the fact remains — Oracle is one of the main reasons you are curled up under your blankets with your boyfriend’s arms around you. He knows you appreciate what she did and you want to make sure she knows, too.

Sensing you refuse to budge on this, faintly amused, he agrees.

You sadly lost your phone, too, but that can be replaced. Your stuff from the school and the bike was taken care of as well.

So, really, nothing has changed in the outside world.

You are glad. You wrestled with it a bit, but… you don’t think you can tell your family about this. Not unless you wanted them to freak the hell out. Tim doesn’t have much of an opinion on it. Just says he’ll support whatever you do.

But you think telling them will reset all the progress you’ve made, for as little as it seems. 

You’ll recover from this, physically, and he says he can get you connected to a therapist who you can be honest with. Someone local he and the others know, or someone employed to the Titans or to the League. 

That’s enough. 

Of course, it’s only the first day, so who really knows, but right now, you don’t want to tell them.

There is, obviously, the other thing you’ve learned.

That is, that Bruce Wayne is Batman, Damian Wayne is Robin, Cassandra Wayne is Black Bat, Duke Thomas is Signal, and Stephanie Brown is Spoiler. Oh, and Dick Grayson is Nightwing. 

It’s the kind of thing that seems hilarious, the thought of it, that is. Like if you’re conspiring on their identities, it’s a joke to say Bruce Wayne is Batman.

Then you think about it a little longer, piecing in the knowledge you’ve gleaned about them from Tim and, oh, yeah, that… that kind of makes a lot of sense. 

It just takes billionaire eccentricity to a whole other level.

But it’s not that easy, isn’t it? Why Bruce Wayne does what he does? The thing that turned Park Row, a previously ‘nice’ neighborhood into one riddled with crime? 

The death of his parents. At the shy age of eight-years-old.

It’s… certainly a way to handle your grief.

You stew about it in the shower. Then after, when Tim is showering. You’re curled up on the couch, Ice Age: Meltdown playing on your TV. You checked on the boys when you stepped out. Tim said he fed them when you two got back last night. You feed them again, their breakfast this time. Then you sit down and try to compartmentalize everything you just learned.

Hopefully you’ll have it handled by the time you meet them.

Almost as if on cue, someone knocks on your door.

You jump at the sound, staring at it, your heart starting to pound faster and faster and faster because you are not expecting anyone and neither is he but what do you have to panic about it’s not like potential kidnappers or killers are going to knock on your door —

You hear your name. “It’s Steph! Don’t worry, Cass and Duke are with me, too! We’ll be quick, promise!”

Relaxing and shoving away other anxious thoughts about whether you’re being tricked, you stand, hesitantly opening the door.

Attackers do not ambush you. 

Instead, you get three apologetic smiles. 

Steph lifts two heavy-looking reusable grocery bags. “I come bearing gifts?”

You give her a small smile. “Thanks. Come on in. Just, if you don’t mind, take your shoes off.”

They agree easily, shuffling in one by one. 

Duke is the tallest of them, lean and muscled, with dark brown skin and short black hair and warm dark brown eyes. Cass is the second tallest, lean and muscled, too, with short black hair, pale skin, and dark eyes. 

Duke extends a hand, shooting you a small smile. “You already heard but I’m Duke. It’s nice to finally meet you. Though the circumstances could probably be better…”

“It’s alright. It’s nice to finally meet you guys, too,” you say, shaking his hand. His hands are calloused in a similar way to Tim’s and when you shake Cassandra’s next — Cass, she tells you, gently but firmly — hers are the same, too. You imagine if you felt Steph’s, they’d be like that as well.

The one in question drops the bags onto the small table in the kitchen. “This is all from Alfred. Meal prepped, so it can just go in the freezer and be taken out when you want it. Have you eaten?”

“Ah, no…” You don’t have much of an appetite. 

“That’s okay,” she says easily. “Maybe in a little while. Do you mind if I put it away?”

“Not at all. Thank you. Please tell Alfred I said thanks, too.”

“We’ll pass on the message,” Duke promises.

You sit back down on the couch and gesture for him and Cass to do the same if they’d like. In the kitchen, Steph hums under her breath, moving gracefully as she puts things away. She’ll have to play Tetris with the contents of your unfortunately small freezer.

“We just wanted to come by and introduce ourselves,” Duke says after a moment. “I have class in a little while, at two. But until then —”

“I’ll be here,” Cass says, nodding. “In the area. The danger is gone but…”

“Can’t be too safe,” Duke finishes. 

You frown. “Am I… gonna have to move?”

“Maybe,” Cass says. “Maybe not. We’ll have to see. We’ll watch around here for a while.”

“If things seem good, most likely not. If not…” Duke trails off and you understand.

Yes, you would have to move.

“Would Tim have to as well?”

Amusement flickers over Cass’s face. “Probably not. But he’ll do it, anyway. Just to stay with you.”

“And it would be safer, too,” Duke adds. “He’s your first line of defense, so to speak. We’re more of the preventives.”

You snort. Something about it is funny to you. 

Duke glances around and his eyes land on your tank. “Oh, hey, he mentioned you had pets.”

“Hermit crabs,” Cass says, looking, too, curious.

“Take a look if you’d like.”

They do, bending to peer inside.

“Wow,” Duke says, appearing fascinated. Cass looks the same. “What are their names?”

You get up. Steph, somehow managing to fit everything in the freezer, joins you, shooting you a smile as all of you come around the tank.

You point out each of them, giving their names. “Manny, Diego, and Sid.”

Duke’s smile turns incredulous. “Wait, are those —”

Steph cackles. “From Ice Age?”

Your cheeks warm and you shrug, smiling, simply gesturing at the TV where the second movie is still playing very lowly. 

Cass’s eyebrows furrow. Duke catches it.

“Cassie, don’t tell me you haven’t seen Ice Age.”

“It was never on the list.”

You can’t help yourself. “Have you seen Mamma Mia?”

“Great movie,” Steph says emphatically, Duke nodding in agreement.

“I just saw it,” Cass tells you. “Tim told me to watch it.”

Steph grins. “I wonder why…”

She and Duke grin pointedly at you. Cass snorts.

You just flush, laughing nervously. “He liked it enough. I’m not sure it’s ‘cause of me entirely…”

“No, it is,” Cass says in a matter-of-fact way that you don’t know how to deal with. 

In the bathroom, the shower shuts off. Tim’ll be out soon.

Steph waves you back to the couch. You go gladly, limbs still shaky and weak. She drags over a chair from the table, while Duke and Cass take one side of the couch and you curl up on the other.

“It’s true,” she says, bringing a leg underneath her. Her socks are mismatched. So are Duke’s. Cass’s, matching, have the Batman symbol patterned on them. 

“He was pretty concerned,” Duke says lightly. “Last night.”

Cass makes a noise of agreement.

Steph huffs a laugh. “Well, not just concerned. More than a little pissed off, too.”

You pause. The fuzzy memory of last night, when he came in, plays in your head.

You wonder… No. Do you want to know that?

“What is it?” Cass asks, head tilted, dark eyes on your face.

“How many… how many guys were there?”

“A fair few outside,” Duke says, glancing at the others. “But inside with you? Five of ‘em.”

“And…”

“It was just him,” Cass informs you, already knowing your next question. “He ran in before any of us could.”

“Totally ignored our basic safety protocols,” Duke interjects. “Most likely this one’s influence.” He jabs a thumb at Cass, who simply smiles and shrugs. 

“All we had to do was make sure he didn’t get hit doing it,” she says. “We did. We usually do.”

“Because you like to do the same,” he points out, amused. 

“You do it, too.”

“Not as often as you do.”

Another shrug. Another smile. Duke rolls his eyes fondly. 

“And all five of those guys are in the hospital,” Steph says next, looking at the TV, almost bored. “In the ICU, I heard. Broken ribs, a few collapsed lungs, shattered bones. He did a number on them. I would, too, if it was my girlfriend in there.”

Duke and Cass look like they agree.

You just nod and murmur your thanks, grabbing the remote and raising the volume.

While the three of them watch the movie, your mind is elsewhere. But before you can get too deep in your thoughts, the bathroom door opens and Tim steps out, hair damp, cheeks flushed, dressed in a new t-shirt and sweats. 

“There he is,” Steph says teasingly. Cass waves. 

Duke grins over at him. “Running up your girl’s water bill right after she gets kidnapped? That’s just messed up.”

You snort. 

Tim grins, too, shrugging. “She owes me.”

You roll your eyes, grabbing a pillow and throwing it at him. A weak attempt, since he catches it as he nears you, bending down to kiss your head. 

The other three make gagging noises.

He straightens, rolling his eyes up to the ceiling as he wedges himself beside you on the couch. “Alright, children. Thank you.”

You laugh and he smiles, tugging you closer. 

The other thing bothers you a bit, but you push it away as Steph teasingly asks him how he’s going to make up for your missed first date and he tells her to mind her own business. 

You can think about the fact that Tim put five men in the ICU for you later.

Much later. 

For now, you’re just… honestly happy to be alive.

Your rescheduled date comes two weeks later.

There is no rush. Mostly because you are… tetchy about going outside. About walking around. 

After all, you had been unceremoniously snatched while walking outside. There is little anyone, even Tim, can do to alleviate that fear, short of teaching you to fight. Not self-defense, but actual hand-to-hand combat skills.

For you, it’s too much too soon.

Maybe later, you can revisit the issue.

But for now, you slowly get acclimated to it. Tim helps. What with being a vigilante and all. The others hang around, too. 

It’s not always going to be like that, though, and you know that. You’ll handle that, however, another time.

For now, two weeks later on a Saturday, you and Tim have your first date.

It helps take your mind off things. Injects a certain normalcy as you fret about what to wear, what to do, the bundle of nerves in your belly refusing to go away even though you’ve faced far worse circumstances.

But it’s that fact that you are worrying — nervous — over something normal that helps.

And of course, you have nothing to be truly nervous about. 

Tim’s initial plans were dinner and a trip to the botanical gardens. He asks if you want to change them.

You don’t.

For one, like you said, it won’t always be like this. It can’t. 

If there is anyone you want to cross that bridge with, it’s him.

So, that’s what you do. 

He brings his camera and snaps pictures of the blooming flowers and thriving trees. He sneaks a few of you, too, despite your embarrassment at it, but you get him back when he lets you steal it from him and take some pictures of him, too (and make him promise not to delete them or critique your photography skills).

But the highlight of it is the white flowering dogwood tree, white flowers in full bloom, healthy and beautiful, where you stand beneath it and share a kiss and think to yourself that you want this, him, forever.

The revelation follows you to dessert. Compounded, actually, by the thoughts that have niggled at you for the past two weeks, about what he did at the warehouse (that’s where you were found, you learn; you didn’t ask that for a while, it never occurred to you, honestly). 

“You look like you have something on your mind,” he says, scooping mint chocolate chip ice cream into his mouth.

The two of you hang out on the patio outside the ice cream place, in a corner away from the others, leaning against the brick of the building. The sun has already set but he told you that Cass — Black Bat — was just a block away, hanging out. 

You swirl your melting chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream. Mid-June weather calls for brutal heat and humidity. That’s why you two did this later in the day, to avoid the brunt of it. 

“The others told me what happened,” you say hesitantly.

Tim blinks, confused. “About?”

“Sorry. The, um, warehouse. The… guys.”

That you put all five of them in the ICU.

He composes his expression carefully. Not a blank mask but just as good as one. 

“I see.”

Quiet for a moment. He shifts, tossing his cup and spoon into the trash several feet away. They both make it in perfectly.

 He leans back on the wall, like you, hands tucked into his pockets. A slow breeze ruffles his dark hair. The light from inside the parlor casts shadows over his face. Cornflower blue eyes are intent on your face. 

You easily guess what he must be thinking and in the next second, when he speaks, you know you are right.

“Do I scare you?”

You can’t help it.

You scoff. 

He tilts his head and you turn away, finishing your ice cream, then going over to the trash to toss it. You aren’t him. You couldn’t make that throw. When you were in high school, maybe, but your softball skills are basic these days. Enough for a game of catch. When you finally played a match of tennis with him, you were pitifully bad at it. 

Tim, you are starting to realize, is also pitifully bad at realizing how much you love him.

But you can’t blame him for that. Not with the life he has had.

Tim is frowning as you return to him, leaning your shoulder against the wall with a sigh.

“You don’t scare me, Timmy,” you say quietly. “Nothing about you scares me. I’ve been thinking about it ever since and… I know you’ve scaled it back. I know that. But you’ll always have a responsibility to Gotham. I accept that. I do.”

“But?”

You shrug and smile. “But despite that, the truth is, I’m jealous. Not in a way that I want you to put a complete stop to it, because I don’t. I know this city will need you sometimes. I know the others will need you sometimes. I know that. But I still feel what I feel and believe me, you haven’t made me feel second best or anything, I just… I guess in some horrible roundabout way, the fact that you put all five of those guys in the ICU helps it. A little bit.”

A lot.

You shouldn’t let yourself think this way, because it was horribly, horribly violent, but… you are selfish and it means something to you, what he did. 

What he would do for you.

He understands, then, in an instant. 

Tim straightens from the wall, reaching for you, hands cupping your cheeks. His gaze is a shade darker. Your stomach flutters. 

He brings you close, nose brushing yours, lips only a scant few inches apart. He whispers your name in a way that has your knees weak. 

“If you want a list of things I would do for you, just ask. Because that was just the tip of it. Whatever you want me to do, it’s yours and I would do what I did that day a thousand times over with double — triple — the men. I don’t care.”

Maybe it should scare you.

Maybe it should disgust you.

Maybe you aren’t as good a person as you like to think you are.

You don’t care.

All you know is that the thought pleases you. All you know is… you would do the same for him. 

And you know he knows by the way he kisses you, slow but wanting in a way that has heat searing up your spine, in a way that is decidedly not appropriate for this public space you two are in.

“I love you,” you breathe against his lips.

Tim kisses you harder, taking the breath in your lungs, until it burns, but you don’t care, because he doesn’t ever ask for much and if that’s what he wants, then he can have it. 

He pulls away in the next second, clearly restraining himself, forehead leaned against yours. 

“I love you,” he says and it’s not just a declaration of feelings, it’s a promise, it’s a vow.

It’s one you whole-heartedly believe in.

“You’re kidding, right?”

The red that settles high in Tim’s cheeks tells you he is very much not kidding.

“Timmy.”

“It seemed like a good idea at the time, okay!”

You can’t help the laughter that rises out of you, even in spite of the embarrassed groan he lets out, burying his face in his hands.

Your breakfast plates sit stacked to the side. Crepes, courtesy of you. Only the best for the birthday boy, after all.

In between you, the unwrapped figurine of the duck you made, accompanied with what you’re sure will be a core memory of Tim, thoroughly embarrassed, telling you how he once went by ‘Drake.’

No, really.

Drake.

There, you suppose, is the true story behind the few times Steph called him Duckboy. You just thought it was his last name but no. It’s not just that. 

You laugh for a little while at that.

He gets fed up eventually, dragging your chair closer to his and unceremoniously lifting you into his lap, grumbling all the while as he presses his face to your shoulder. 

You press your nose to his hair, trying to hold in your giggles. 

“I’m sorry, it’s just… my god, Tim. Maybe I should change your contact name to Duckie.”

“If you do that, I will never talk to you again.”

“Liar.”

“You stink.”

“I love you.”

He sighs and you can hear a smile. “Unfortunately, I love you, too.”

“Alright,” you say, clearing your throat, throwing an arm around his shoulders and squeezing. “Come on. There’s one more.”

“Is it also going to embarrass me?”

“I don’t imagine you have any embarrassing stories connected to this one. Unless you do. I don’t know. You’re not exactly a normal boyfriend.”

“Alright, alright,” he says, pretending to be put out, lifting his head and reaching for the final box. Bigger, this time.

You help him, since he refuses to pull his arm from around your waist. 

Opening the flaps, just one piece of wrapping paper lays over the top, with more stuffed around the sides. He pulls it away, eyebrows furrowing as he leans forward to get a look inside.

You hold the box steady while he pulls it out; you try to calm your racing heart, nerves rearing their head once more as you gauge his reaction.

It seemed like a good idea at the time. All his grouching about imperfections while making your mug. The one you are currently using, last dregs of OJ still in there, sitting near your plates. Its iridescent glaze winks at you from the light above. 

But perfection isn’t everything. 

That’s what inspired you here. 

The pearly blue glaze, the closest approximation that you got to the color of his eyes, gleams under the light. Along with it, the gold that spiders through the surface.

“This is…”

“Kintsugi. It’s not completely authentic, since I broke it on purpose, but I don’t know. I thought it was close enough to the real thing.”

The awed look on his face makes your chest squeeze. Even more so when he pulls his arm from your waist to grasp the mug with both hands, fingers smoothing over the surface.

He murmurs your name, eyes meeting yours, the warmth there making your breath catch.

“I guess you don’t hate it?” you try to joke, mostly to cover for yourself.

He sets it down carefully. Too carefully. You’ll have to tell him it’s as durable as yours. No need to be gentle. After all, if it does accidentally break, well, then you’d have some authentic kintsugi to show for.

“I love it,” he tells you earnestly, arms sliding around you. “Thank you, honey.”

Ooh. Double-whammy. You kiss him just to try and regain your composure. A girl can only take so much love.

(And by the way he smiles against your lips, you know he can tell.)

An indeterminate amount of time later

“No running, boys! Be careful!”

“Sorry!” come the excited voices of the boys, no doubt already halfway down the hall and doing exactly what you told them not to do.

The rest of your kids file out in a much more calm fashion under your careful eye. 

Well, you don’t blame them. It is Halloween after all. Gotham is only safe enough for it during the day and with it being fall, the days grow shorter and shorter. Not much time left to trick-or-treat.

You bid goodbye to your ninth period, telling them to be safe. They respond affirmatively. 

You easily notice Riley lingering behind. She’s dressed as a ladybug. 

You send her a smile as the last kids step out, halls now bursting at the seams with costumed kids, all of them vying to get out and get home.

“What’s up, kiddo?”

She seems a tad embarrassed about something as she digs through her Spoiler themed backpack. It was the first thing you ever spoke to her about — second week of school, most of your kids had warmed up to you but she remained quiet, though you knew from her assignments she had a lot to say. You complimented it at the end of class and that warmed her up to you pretty quickly. 

This is your first batch of kids on your own after the previous seventh grade social studies teacher retired. You were a little scared. Seventh graders aren’t as easy to sway as six graders, but at the same time, they aren’t quite as impenetrable as the eighth graders can be. And by now, by the end of October, you love your kids dearly and you think they love you, too.

(Though they annoy the hell out of you sometimes.)

“Parker wanted me to give you this.”

“Oh?”

She hands you a folded piece of thick orange cardstock. 

Opening it, you can’t stop the big smile that spreads across your lips.

It’s you, to be sure, with Red Robin. Drawn with all the fine motor skills of a four-year-old but no less of a treasure to you. 

You remember little Parker easily.

Teacher-student conferences were last week. Riley had come accompanied with her father and little brother, four-year-old Parker who was particularly cranky that day. You had managed to turn his mood around by engaging him in conversation about the Batman symbol on his t-shirt. Only after gauging his father’s reaction, of course. Some parents are disapproving of it and would not like the thought of their kids’ teacher being approving of them.

Even if the Bats are technically recognized figures. After all, Batman was one of the founders of the Justice League. It didn’t get more official than that, did it?

In any case, while ascertaining that Batman was his favorite of them, you easily divulged that while Batman is very cool, you prefer Red Robin yourself. He took that to heart. What a cute kid. 

“This is great, Riley.”

She shrugs, scuffing a shoe on the tiled floor. “I think he’s got a crush on you. I tried to tell him you were married but he was not having it.”

You carefully set the drawing on your desk, then send her a conspiratorial wink. “Mr. D won’t mind, I promise.”

She laughs.

“Tell Parker I said thank you very much. It’ll go up on the fridge as soon as I get home.”

“Sure thing, Mrs. D. Thanks for putting up with him last week.”

“No thanks necessary. Get home safe, okay?”

“I will. Bye.” She waves, then steps out, joining the last trickle of students in the hall.

Smiling, you tuck the drawing into your binder of assignments to be graded tonight, then start packing up. Much like the kids want to get home and get their trick-or-treating out of the way before the sun sets, you, too, would like to be in the safety of your shared apartment with your husband before it gets dark. 

Half an hour later, you are there, unlocking the door and stepping in. Dinner is already cooking, by the savory smell that hits you, along with a few pangs of hunger. 

Tim is closer to you, though, at the washer and dryer next to the storage closet. He tosses a smile over his shoulder as he dumps clothes into the washer.

“Hey, honey. How was your day?”

“Excellent. I know you and the others usually have your work cut out for you on Halloween but today was great for me. I even got a gift,” you say, shucking off your flats, then bending down to pull out your binder from your bag. 

Orange cardstock in hand, you pad over to him as he sets aside the laundry basket, reaching for the container of pods. Your arms slide around his waist as he tosses one in, shuts the lid, and starts the cycle. 

The washer and dryer were wedding gifts from Dick, who found your story of how you met far too hilarious. The apartment — penthouse, really — was from Bruce. Paid off in full, furnished, along with the most expensive security system known to man. Seriously, like some Justice League level shit; like, actually Justice League, specialized security systems designed by them for members and for friends of the members (which is Bruce here; Tim could have a place in the League but he is too loyal to the Titans).

He once told you the names of the tech protecting you — Thanagarian, Martian, Apokoliptan, and Kryptonian — and you only recognized half of those. That doesn’t include the other more unnerving kinds of security protocols Bruce and Tim came up with. 

But the security isn’t all that. The apartment is also only a mile from the school. 

You drive there now these days, though. Just to be safe. 

You pass him the cardstock. “Remember Parker from the conferences last week? I got this today from Riley after school.”

Tim lets out a delighted laugh as he sees the drawing. “Well, that just has to go on the fridge.”

“We’re in agreement there, Mr. Drake.”

He turns around, arms sliding around you, too, raising an eyebrow as you smile mischievously. 

“I was also told that he has a crush on me.”

He sniffs. “Well, he can get in line.”

You sputter a laugh, partially ruining the kiss as he leans down but he just smiles, too.

“Though, from where I stand, I have much better prospects.”

“Oh, really?”

“Really, Mrs. Drake.”

And that speaks for itself, doesn’t it?

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#tim drake x reader #red robin x reader #dc comics imagine #tim drake imagine #red robin imagine #tim drake x you #tim drake x y/n #red robin x y/n #red robin x you #dc comics x reader

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autistic rwby hcs

ive been seeing a lot of autistic rwby hcs so here's some of my own :)) it's very unorganized so good luck (totally was not projecting throughout all of this)

RUBY - the autistic silly ever i love her sm. we already see in the show, even the manga she's crazy obsessed with weapons so I'll take that as either her special interest or hyperfixation. i like to hc that when she was little she rambled abt weapons to mainly yang, but when she went to beacon she began talking abt them more to blake. sometimes even weiss would listen (but again, mainly blake). ALSO ruby cannot understand social cues for her LIFE (me fr). This is a common trait many autistic people share. Overall, she has trouble communicating and interacting with others in v1. In one of the first few episodes (ep 2 i think) she seems to oppose the idea of making new friends when Yang brings it up. This could hint at a small disliking for change (that she eventually learns can be a good thing). when she was younger i like to imagine that ruby wouldn't really have a sense of fear, and would often get herself into dangerous situations that yang or summer had to pull her out of. impulsive ruby perhaps. probably a clumsy little kid too. now these are just hcs so i hc ruby as a leg bouncer. i think she'd stim the most out of all of rwby and just can't keep still no matter what (maybe AuADHD ruby rose idk just an idea). I think ruby would enjoy hand-flapping when she's excited, and she's usually bouncing on her toes or swaying on her feet bc shes so restless. chewing her nails too when she's anxious. I like the idea that ruby would sit down and rock herself when she's distressed (again, totally not projecting). hc that ruby would also despise eye contact. also i think ruby would absolutely hate the texture of eggs, idk why. ruby also has meltdowns from time to time, but they increase in numbers the closer they get to v9 and worsen. ALSO ALSO ALSO ruby has trouble controlling her volume, incorrect pitch tone and speed. basically ruby is very autistic to me :D

WEISS - weiss is a trickier one tbh but I CAN SEE IT. ok so yknow that one time in v2 (or 3 idk) where weiss wont shut up abt the vytal festival and remnant world history n stuff. and that other time she starts talking to ruby abt vale's communication tower and the history behind it. i know she's probably just invested in that stuff bc shes weiss and she was also from another country (atlas), but STILL. i think she would hyperfixate on that stuff. she would like to just compile the weirdest most random facts ever abt the world around her and just start spouting them out at everybody bc it makes her so happy. this makes people think she's a know-it-all though, so :( which also leads into my hc that weiss was forced to mask her autism for a LONG time in Schnee Manor. her father thought she had some "illness" and took the ableist route (sounds familiar). i think this would lead to weiss being insecure abt her autism and having that sinking feeling of needing to be "fixed". dw, weiss begins to embrace and accept her autism the more time she spends with rwby :) also, even if weiss is pretty sarcastic herself i think she had trouble understanding sarcasm back at beacon. she got a little better at deciphering it over the next few volumes but ultimately she has trouble sussing it out sometimes. i also think that weiss would bounce her leg when she's nervous, probably twirl her pencil. her voice gets noticeably higher in the show when she's excited (like when she met with Winter), so i hc that she squeals when shes super happy. she would enjoy organizing as well. maybe she'd even use singing as a vocal stim. at first, i think weiss would've hated being touched, but then she shifts to be absolutely touch-starved. (she likes yang and ruby's hugs the best bc the deep pressure calms her) and also we all know weiss probably sucked at making friends if she ever had the opportunity. she probably also is crazy good at spotting even the smallest details and observations and stuff. ive also considered bpd weiss but y'all arent ready for that discussion

BLAKE - now i'll be honest: i haven't actually thought abt autistic blake a lot. the thought kinda just skimmed my mind im sorry ;w; but we all know blake would hyperfixate on her books. a bunch. ngl she'd probably be that one person in the fandom writing a whole lot of fanfics idk why. maybe she had a small hyperfixation for wildlife and nature when she was little. i can see her being one of those kids who enjoyed playing in the grass and collecting bugs in Menagerie. in the show (beacon arc) we do know that blake is more reserved and it takes a while for her to trust, and its probably bc of her past relationship with adam but shhhhh. BUT at the beginning of v1 we do notice that blake prefers to be alone, and this is different from the whole 'running away bc she thinks she's endangering everyone else' thing. like, at the beginning of v1 she's implied to be mildly annoyed at yang's attempts to befriend her, and she immediately walks away from ruby the first time they met. many autistic people prefer to be alone and blake may have been one of those people. again, just my hcs. i think blake would've had a slightly similar case to weiss, masking her autism around adam. (but less extreme and she stopped masking earlier than weiss.) ghira and kali probably got her diagnosed at a young age, so blake's always been aware of her autism and overall, she doesn't have a big problem with it. i think (mainly post v9) blake would sometimes purr or like yknow hum to soothe herself. i can also see her organizing and rearranging stuff. she would also run her fingers and twirl her hair a bunch. i also think blake would be the most affected from loud noises, and she owns a pair of modified cat-ear headphones for this. blake's social battery is drained pretty easily too.

YANG - haven't thought of her that much either ;w; but i think her special interest would be motorcycles or smth like that. similar to blake, maybe she was obsessed with nature at some point, like bugs and birds. i think yang would also find comfort in deep pressure. probably owns a heavy-weighted blanket (she and ruby would cuddle up underneath it when they were both overwhelmed as kids). yang probably bounces her leg too when she's nervous, maybe taps her fingers on the desk or chews her pencil. i think yang would also struggle with managing her emotions and has several methods to calm herself down. oh and yeah i think yang would've been diagnosed at a young age. she doesn't really know whats "wrong" with her at first, but comes to accept her autism pretty easily after that. when she was little i think she had a rough time making friends. she was always too loud and couldn't control her volume. taiyang has always made an effort to understand yang's autism and tries to help her in any way he can (yang gets a little annoyed by it). oh no yang is a hard one too uhhhh lemme think. yang would've loved certain sweet, flowery smells and fluffy textures as a kid, and often went to them seeking comfort. maybe scented pillow or smth. i think she would've also been those kids to carry around a comfort object like a stuffed animal everywhere (ruby does this too). probably one of those kiddos to also get hurt a lot, so summer would have to patch her up almost every day after school. yang learns to be more careful and watchful of her steps later on. i feel like yang would also be kinda picky abt what clothes and fabric she wears bc of the texture.

my brain juices are dead so those are my autistic rwby hcs. uhm yay bye help this took hours for some reason even though nobody is gonna see this lol

#rwby #rwby thoughts #greenlight rwby volume 10

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Notes for Submas in Rapture so I can empty my brain

Ingo and Emmet with their passion for trains went down to Rapture with their employer Prentice Mill. They both helped blueprint, engineer, and manage the Atlantic Express trains and railways.

When the Express was sold off, the twins went with it, and despite their attempts at contacting their now former employer to convince him otherwise, they never hear from Mill again.

Around the same time Johnny Topside was hoppin around Rapture, the twins, namely Ingo are put under some scrutiny and allegations, I don't really know what but something bad enough that Ingo got sent to Persephone. Because someone's gotta suffer, right.

Anyway, in his brother's absence, Emmet does his damndest to keep the Atlantic Express running in spite of all the splicers and the literal Civil War going on. But eventually he's chased away

Maybe he joins Atlas's revolution bc hey, what does he have to lose at this point, but eh, it doesn't sit right with me. Then again, that could be how Emmet feels about it too. It just generally doesn't settle well with him, but if there's a way to stick it to Andrew Ryam he'll take it.

Back to Ingo, I imagine he meets a similar fate to Topside, Plasmid Test Dummy turned Alpha Series and bonded to a single Little Sister

And that Little Sister is Akari in my mind. I've said it before and I'll say it again: I am a sucker for Pokemon Legends Arceus. And also a sucker for Uncle/Papa Ingo dynamics

I have this scene in my mind where Ingo and Akari are out harvesting ADAM when Emmet sees them and watches them for a bit before realizing this Big Daddy has his brother's mannerisms. It even sounds like a train instead of a whale like the rest (which is also 'cause Ingo's too loud for the BD voicebox so he fucked that up).

Anyways, Emmet immediately makes an assumption and tries to go to Ingo. However, he's still a Big Daddy, one bonded to this little girl.

In my mind, Akari is a special case as a Little Sis, as she's full of curiousity which in the ADAM tainted state of mind means she doesn't see a threat until it hits her and Ingo doesn't hurt anything unless Akari tells him to. Neither of them like it when people get too close though, even if they don't see it as a threat

That is to say Emmet gets pretty damn close before he's pulled away by some of his braver allies. All the while begging for his brother.

Neither Akari or Ingo really hear him, not in their states of mind. But they can see his emotion.

"Who was that, Papa?" Ingo lets out a low whistle. "He looked lonely." Another, higher whistle in agreement. "Maybe the next time we see him, we should say hi! I think he'd like that!" He sighs so softly.

I'd like that too

Back to the storyline, I like to think that Ingo and Akari find Jack after he fell through the vents in an escape from Fontaine, helping Tenenbaum and the other little girls bring him to the Sanctuary

Ingo, seeing all the little girls just being little girls has a moment of clarity, some light through the fog of his mind.

He doesn't want Akari to spend the rest of her life in Rapture.

So he leaves her with Tenenbaum and leaves, both the cure and separation causing him to go into a coma.

The last thing he gives Akari is a hat they had found on their travels that she had him try on. It's a bit big on her head, but she'll grow into it.

Then his little girl is cured and rescued.

Until more little girls go missing around the world and Tenenbaum goes back down to rapture.

Over the eight years of surface life, Akari has been raised by her Uncle Jack and Aunt Brigid, always remembering her dear Papa. She shows interest in the scientific field, so when she's old enough she begins working as an apprentice under her Aunt, learning everything the good doctor does and doesn't teach her

Thanks to her "pursuit of science" mindset she can handle large amounts of grotesque scenery and gore. She has even thought about specializing in Forensic Sciences when she gets the chance

Back to the return, although Tenenbaum insists Akari stays behind, the young girl manages to sneak onto the submersible and didn't get caught until they both had to flee from Splicers

After some reprimanding, Akari stayed with Tenenbaum and their rescued little sisters until Eleanor and Delta come along

Watching her Aunt bring an Alpha Series back to life, it gave the girl hope for her dad

So through more mischief and stubborness, she ends up tagging along with Delta and Sinclair (she calls him Gus, much to his disdain) to head to Persephone. Or in her case, simply to Fontaine Futuristics. If there's anywhere a comatose Alpha Series could be, it's there

At some point, they find Emmet, tug him along, ya know. 'Course, Akari hasn't told him who she is, but she doesn't think that's the best thing to share at the moment

Soon enough they get abducted by Lamb, escape, rescue Ingo and Gus, get outta Rapture via lifeboat and dozens of children, and all live happy on the surface

#submas #bioshock #opening my skull and dumping all of these out from it #i also have another idea where Emmet just really wants to see if you can splice a spider or tarantula #eels and crabs too #but mainly various arachnids #'Emmet I don't thing there are needles small enough to safely administer ADAM into a spider' #'I am Emmet! They should get to working on that then!' #anyways that's nighty night for me #gnight

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Send 👀 and I'll tell you some OC Lore

Tyyy for the ask!! ^^ SO idk if you were interested in hearing about Himari which is the other half of the chaotic duo that is Himari and Ryuu from my Atla story Winds of Change but since there was nothing else but eyes I thought I would shake things up from the last ask where I mentioned her and talk about one of my favorite Ocs (hell they're all my favorites) Monte who is from my Leverage (Redemption) story Leverage Legacy!

Okay so I love love love Monte's backstory so much!!! Honestly I love what I did with all my Ocs/psuedo Ocs in that fic because Leverage Legacy is mainly about (theme wise) how one person's action can change another person's life and through them can change even more lives because we're all connected. And more specifically it's about how both Leverage teams (og and redemption) went on to affect the world in a bigger way then they themselves will ever realize. (Insert obligatory read me cause imma take ya'll on a ride)

Now Monte is on of my two full Ocs that is apart of next gen leverage group. The other is Victoria who prefers to go by Vi. There is also three psuedo Ocs who I call that because two of them only had one episode each in Leverage Redemption and who's personalities while extrapolated from those two episodes go way beyond and way more in depth than what is shown in those episodes.

So while you guys who have watched Redemption know them as Becky (Harry's Daughter) and Maurice (Client from the Librarian episode) they will be called Bex and Reece in my story because let's be honest who doesn't want a cool nickname when they become a thief and they just deserve better :') (not changing their real names ofc)

There's also Breanna who we all know and love but due to some events after the "end" of Leverage Redemption she will also be extremely different as well for understandable reasons while still keeping the things that make her her ofc. Everyone will also be aged up a decent amount like they will be early to mid thirties which will also create even more changes. Anyways onto the actual character lore!

You will eventually see that all of the next gen leverage gang has a connection to one of the og or redemption gang and Monte's is Sophie. Now we never get to know too much about Sophie's past although it is more touched on in Redemption than Leverage proper and I have my own ideas I've come up with dunno if I'll ever write them out tho because I kind of like her being such a mystery.

Regardless of this though there is a blank point in Sophie's timeline that I would love to touch on and this is during the second season where Sophie takes time away to discover herself and that's where Monte comes in! At this point in time Monte is around nine years old and up until now has grown up on the streets of London learning how to steal and dumpster dive for his food.

He had learned quickly how be quiet and nimble sneaking only what he needed from people's pockets so he wouldn't starve. He picked the wrong target though this cold winters night because Sophie Deveroux had become quite close to the best thief there ever was and no one less than Parker would manage to pick pocket her anymore.

But when she saw it was a young boy Sophie was reminded of someone else long ago and knew that she wouldn't be able to leave this boy out in the cold. So carefully as if with a wild animal she taught him how to trust her eventually feeding him and taking him home to one of her safe houses. It took time but finally she was able to clean him and clothe him taking care of him in a way that it looked like he hadn't experienced in a long time.

Each day he watched her silent expecting her to throw him back on the street. But instead she taught him sign language so they could better communicate. And when he picked that up as quickly as he had picked up stealing she taught him about her favorite heists, took him to her favorite museums holding his hand through how to case a building, and then around her favorite parts of London introducing beauty in his world that up until this point had only consisted of alley ways and dirty sidewalks.

Eventually Sophie realized that her time in what became a home away from how had come to an end and that day he had feared so much finally arrived. But she did not throw him back on the street like he had been preparing for. Instead she gave Monte to a Thieves guild that had owed her a favor making them promise to her that they would treat him right our else she would be back to make them regret doing otherwise.

Of course she had also kept in touch through video calls and letters and always kept an eye out for the day when the newspapers reported that Parker worlds greatest thief had finally gained some competition.

(So like last time this was probably way more than some lore but oh well I've been wanting to gush about Monte for a long time haha. But if anyone is interested I'm always up for doing another post about him and how he got the name Monte because actually when she first asked his name he hadn't had one to tell her. But anyways hope you enjoyed reading if you got to this point!)

#fic: leverage legacy #oc: monte #answered #asirensrage

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Distorted Reality: The Puppet Show

A/N: So, in case you don't know, this is a short fic based off of the fanfiction 'Distorted Reality' by Baithin/Orgo. This fic is an alternate take of Chapter 64: The Puppetmaster. Baithin/Orgo stated how he was thinking about making that chapter based on the Ember Island Players in the original ATLA show. But ultimately he wrote something different. This fic will have Hama put on a puppet show and portray Flanderized DR!Gaang with the characters reacting to it. Like the original Ember Island Players episode.

This should also go without saying, but if you haven't read Distorted Reality or at last up to Ch. 64 of the story, this will be confusing for you. So go read the original fic first. If you already read it, then enjoy.

Aang mirrored Sokka's movements. Even though Aang wasn't a master yet at waterbending, his muscle memory from his original world assisted him greatly in his attempts to relearn it. Sokka moved fluidly, much like the water he wielded. Both moved their arms, torso, and hips gently with a rhythm to them as the snow and water around them moved and danced all around their bodies, as if they were alive.

Aang thought back at the days before Sozin's comet when Zuko was training with Aang in a very similar fashion. He missed those days. The days where he was far more hopeful and naive. Where he actually had a world to fight for. But Aang has to remind himself that he is still fighting, he's still fighting for this world, for his friends, and for Azula... He also must remember that he will return home, to continue to fight no matter what.

As the two proceeded with their bending forms, their movements accelerated as they moved faster and faster, along with their very movements becoming more complicated within a matter of seconds. As they moved faster, they bent more ice and water. Morphing it in mid-air from water to ice, to rock-like ice objects to daggers and blades, and far mo more.

The two eventually ended their series of complex moves with the two performing a mid-air spin kick that morphed the water into daggers of ice. Sending them flying away several feet as each shard of ice imbedded itself into the ground.

The two teenagers soon stood straight, turned to each other, and bowed respectfully.

"How was that? Better?" Asked Aang as he rose his head up to meet Sokka's stoic one-eyed expression. Aang was surprised to see a small smirk crawl on the Water Prince's normally aggravated face.

"Yeah, much better. Your proceeding very well. I wouldn't exactly call you a MASTER yet, but still not bad." Said Sokka as he placed his hands on his hips.

Moments like this is what Aang cherished. Even though this wasn't HIS Sokka, he has come to view this distorted Sokka as an entirely different person. Still, a person who he very much considered a friend none the less.

"Do... Uhh, you think I'm ready for... Bloodbending yet?" Asked Aang. The very action of saying 'Bloodbending' made Aang feel sick to his stomach. It made him feel like something slimey crawl out of his mouth.

"Normally, I'd say no. But, with how fast your understanding the waterbending material and how we only have a few days left before the invasion where you'll face my father, I'd say your ready." Stated Sokka as Aang took a deep breath.

".. Okay, I'll do whatever it takes."

"No offense, Grandson. But I'd say he should learn from someone more experienced in the art of bloodbending." Aang and Sokka looked over to see Kanna hobble over towards them.

"Yeah, your right. My bloodbending isn't really the best. Gran is way more skilled in that department. But, I'll help out whenever I can." Said Sokka as he stepped aside and allowed his grandma to stand beside him.

"Okay... So let's get started." Aang stated with a grim expression.

"Very well... As you know, water is an element that can exist almost anywhere. The seas, lakes, rivers, streams, deep in the Earth, the air, and especially within all living things. Waterbenders have learned how to be as resourceful as possible when drawing water from different sources to fight. However, despite all living things being mostly made of water, the art... or should I say 'dark art' of bloodbending is fairly recent. Since water is seen as the source of all life, healers have learned how to use it to heal devastating wounds. After decades and centuries of practice and learning, Waterbenders have learned a great deal about the human body. But like all knowledge, it will eventually be weaponized. As you probably know at this point, Hama invented bloodbending. But originally, she didn't invent bloodbending as a way to fight, she invented it as a way to help others." With this statement, Aang's eyes widened in surprise.

"W-Wait, bloodbending was originally meant to HELP people?" Asked Aang. To Aang, he only saw the dark side of bloodbending. The taboo waterbending technique of reaching into another human's body and controlling them from the inside. However, now that Aang thought about it, it can be used to stop bleeding in someone who is severely injured and help people in several different ways.

"But, as you can probably guess, the invention of bloodbending didn't go as planned. Originally when my Gran and Hama were young, they were both healers. Helping injured soldiers in any way they could. Hama tried to assist a patient of hers that was already on death's door. Nothing she did helped, so... She became desperate and decided to bend the blood in his body. Suffice to say, it didn't help. The human body can be extremely fragile, especially from the inside. Hama used to much energy, she didn't bend the blood in the right way and sure enough... I guess you can use your imagination for what happened to the patient. Anyway, Hama saw a potential in this new form of bending. She taught it to others who used it. The art was soon past along to Gran-Gran, my dad, Katara, and me." Said Sokka with a serious look as he crossed his arms.

"Indeed. Bloodbending is a volatile art. Bloodbending is reaching into another living thing and controlling them from the inside out. As you probably already know, whenever the victim is being bloodbent they loose all control of their body. They experience severe pain and are under the complete control of their opponent. I used the term 'victim' and not 'enemy' because that is what they are. There is a darkness to bloodbending, to all who use it, there is a seductive quality to it. A dark quality that can transform a waterbender into something destructive and evil. When you learn this art, you must be vigilant and possess self-control, Young Avatar. Even you can fall down that dark hole if your not careful enough... I've seen it happen to many times to too many people..." Said Kanna as she and Sokka looked away with sour expressions of their own.

"I-I don't believe that... Don't get me wrong, I'm not really excited to learn something as dark and taboo as this. But I don't think learning something like this will instantly turn someone evil. You two know it, and both of you are helping me to train to face off against the Water Emperor." Aang stated with a slightly unsure expression.

"I'm guessing you were also referring to Katara too... Weren't you?" Asked Sokka as Aang solemnly nodded his head.

"Alright, enough dilly dallying... Let's get started..." However, as Kanna pulled moisture from the air and approached Aang, they were immediately stopped once one of Ozai's soldiers ran up to the trio. Huffing and puffing like he ran a marathon.

"What is it?" Asked Sokka and Kanna's attention was pulled away from Aang.

"*Pant!* *Pant!* It's... It's The Crab-Spider Clan. They're here and they want to speak with us." Said the soldier as Sokka's and Kanna's eyes widened in recognition. Leaving Aang to guess who this mysterious clan was.

"Crab-Spider Clan?" Asked Aang in confusion.

"Hama." Uttered Kanna in disgust.

"Please, there's no need for hostility... We have only arrived for peaceful intentions." Said Hama with a wrikly old smile.

"The day a clan like yours approaches us with 'peaceful intentions' is the day Hog-Monkey's fly!" Yelled General Zhu Zhang.

Everyone was huddled together in a large igloo with a hearth fire in the middle. Which Aang kept alive by dropping more wood into the fire and using his firebending.

"How did you even find us?" Asked Sokka with his arms crossed.

"This is Crab-Spider land, and this is Crab-Spider territory. We know EVERYTHING that's going on here. We know every rock, every stone, every frozen puddle, every stream, every tree, and especially any trespassers that camp on our land uninvited. Besides, if we really had hostile intentions, do you honestly think we wouldn't have a plan to ambush you and take you down while you were least expecting it? After all, this is OUR environment." Stated Hama with a slight cackle.

"Then how do we know your not allied with Water Emperor Hakoda? Maybe luring us into some kind of trap?" Asked Azula with her hands on her hips.

"The scouts that reported back to me stated they had no contact with Aniak'to. More then likely your not aligned with the Water Nation." Stated Wu as Hama nodded her head.

"That still isn't any kind of confirmation that your not here to attack us." Said Aang, after lightly blasting the hearth fire in the middle of the room with more fire.

"As I stated before, if we wanted to attack you, we would've already razed this entire camp to the ground. But, we are not here to fight. Instead, we are here to propose an alliance. Between the Crab-Spider Clan and you. All we want to do is assist you, nothing more, nothing less." Stated Hama with a slight bow of her head as Sokka, Aang, and Azula exchanged surprised and unsure expressions with one another. Out of everything they thought Hama would say, this was certainly the last.

But before anyone responded, the entrance to the igloo bustled with more activity. As everyone looked up, they saw two large burly men step in, they looked almost identical. And lastly, another figure entered the igloo. But unlike the two men, this figure was sitting down on what appeared to be a hybrid between a wheelchair and a sled. The individual's legs were wrapped up in animal skins as everyone's eyes widened in surprise at the new arrival.

"Katara?! You're alive?" Asked Sokka in shock as Katara turned her icy gaze towards him.

"Yes, brother. I am in fact, 'alive'... Despite what happened to me..." Katara turned her icy hateful gaze towards Azula who stared back at the Water Princess. The two stared at each other for what felt like hours. Azula attempted to hide her guilt ridden face and hide it with her usual smug poker face.

"Anyway, I consider myself more like the dead walking amongst the living rather then being 'okay'. The lightning your little friend shot at me paralyzed my legs. I can't move them any more, can't even feel them. And I'm in constant pain from what the Avatar's little girlfriend did to me. I don't know if I'll ever walk again... And it's all because of HER..." Hissed Katara with absolute venom in her tone.

Aang looked over to see Azula's usual poker face mask starting to slip away more and more, as it was replaced with a face of guilt instead. Aang expressed a sympathetic look of his own, before turning away and looking back at Katara.

"Katara... I'm happy to see that you're still alive. Have... Have you been getting healing sessions?" Asked Kanna as she tried to muster up the most sympathetic smile she could manage.

"Yes... However, all it's doing is numbing some of the constant pain I'm in. Thanks for your sympathy grandmother, however, it doesn't really mean as much when your on the same side as the psychotic firebender who crippled me in the first place." Growled Katara with just as much venom, as Kanna looked away in shame.

"Okay then... How do we know we can even trust you? For all we know, you could've sent a message to Hakoda before you came here." Said Aang with his arms crossed.

"Oh please, Avatar... I might be many things, but a straight up LIAR isn't one of them. Kanna can vouch for me in that aspect." Said Hama as he gestured her old wrikley hand towards Kanna.

"As much as I hate to admit it, she's right. Despite what she's done, I know here well. And she is telling the truth." Stated Kanna, nodding her head.

"But why come to us?" Asked Sokka.

"Lets be honest, the Empire is falling apart. There is too much distrust among the united chiefs, the forces of the Water Nation are too spread out. Not to mention, the constant attacks from the Wolverine-Skunk Clan on Aniak'to. The Empire will eventually fall, and they're at their weakest. So, we might as well join the winning side." Stated Hama as she held her arms out to emphasize her point.

Aang, Azula, Sokka, Kanna, Wu, General Zhu Zhang, and several other Invasion force soldiers in the room glanced at one another, unsure if they could really trust Hama.

"Alright then, so out of curiosity... What if we refuse?" Asked Azula.

"Than we'll have no choice but to turn around and join the other side. Tell Water Emperor Hakoda about your little Invasion plans and the location of your base." Stated Hama with brutal honesty.

"... Aang, what do you think?" Asked Sokka as Aang looked over the members of the Crab-Spider Clan once more. Seconds felt like hours as he attempted to go over the pros and cons in his head about allowing Hama, Katara, and the rest of the Crab-Spider Clan join them.

"... *Sigh*, Honestly, I don't think we have much of a choice." Stated Aang with an unsure tone as Hama smiled at the young man with her hands together.

"A wise decision, Avatar." Hama replied as Aang still shot her an untrusting glance.

"We're still going to keep our eyes on you, if there is any sign that you'll jeopardize the mission. We will deal with you accordingly." Aang stated in a firm tone.

"You have my word, Young Avatar." Said Hama as she bowed her head. Aang glanced at Katara, who continued to stare daggers at everyone. Especially Azula.

Aang shifted his gaze behind him to see his allies possessed the same uneasy expressions as he did.

"This won't end well..." Muttered Sokka under his voice.

The Invasion Force marched through the Howling Canyon. It lived up to it's name with the canyon itself being cold, dark, and the howling of wind sounding like the wailing of angry spirits and ghosts that continue to haunt the canyon. Haunting ice sculptures were carved from the icy walls of the canyon, mostly of human figures that either possessed blank stares or hateful glares that unnerved many of the soldiers.

After a while of marching, the party decided to rest on the path. The party set up tents for the night, several having the Fire Nation symbol on it, several having the Earth Kingdom symbol on it, some having the White Lotus Society symbol on them, and a very scant few having the Crab-Spider Clan symbol on them. It appeared like they were combining several of their smaller tents into one larger tent.

Aang, Azula, and Sokka walked through the snow and the chilling winter air in order to make it to Katara's tent.

As the three made it through the tent flaps, they saw Katara sitting down on her sled contraption as she still attempted to heal her legs with water. On the other side of the tent, Zuko was sitting down on a crate looking at the ground with a bored expression. As Zuko heard the trio come in, he glanced up with a smile on his face.

"So, I guess this means my shift for watching Katara is over?" Asked Zuko as Aang nodded.

"Yeah, it's Azula's turn." Said Aang, gesturing to Azula as Katara looked back at Aang with a fierce death glare of her own.

"Of course, leave the lightning-happy psychopath who crippled me in the first place to watch me. Smart, Avatar. Very smart..." Hissed Katara as Aang, Zuko, Sokka, and Azula all shared looks of guilt between one another. With Azula being the most guilt ridden.

"Look, Katara... I know your still mad about what happened, but that wasn't Azula who did it. Everyone here has been being tormented by spirits, and she's no different." Said Aang, trying to defend Azula as Katara glared at him.

"Of course, what was I thinking? I shouldn't blame Azula for crippling me, I should blame an invisible spirit for FORCING her to do it. I guess that makes everything alright now. Thank you, Avatar, for sharing from your well of infinate wisdom." Katara said sarcastically as she turned back to continue to heal her legs.

"Thanks for the help, Aang. But I don't need you to fight my battles for me." Said Azula as she placed a warm hand on Aang's shoulder as he nodded his head in understanding.

"Katara... What Aang says it true, I have been dealing with an... entity, that has been influencing my actions. I understand that's no excuse for what happened, but I just want to say that I'm sor-" Azula was cut off by Katara's yells of anger that instantly silenced the firebender.

"SHUT UP! THERE IS NO EXCUSE FOR WHAT YOU DID TO ME! Do you have any idea how humiliating it is to sit in this sled? To have nightmares and jolts of pain randomly appear out of nowhere!? Do you!?" Yelled Katara as Azula opened her mouth to reply, only to shut it again and look away with a shameful expression on her face.

"Hey, don't act like your a victim here, Katara! You tried to kill us more times then I could count!" Yelled Zuko in his attempt to defend his sister.

"So did Sokka... If that's the logic you have, then surely Azula should strike him with lightning too... Wouldn't that 'be fair', Sokka?" Asked Katara with a cruel smile as she turned over to look at Sokka who stared down at his sister with a stern expression.

"... I'm sorry this happened to you, Katara. Really, I am. But the entire world is in chaos. Both on the physical landscape, and in the mental one. One of Ozai's top men, Zhao, has been driven nearly completely insane by the entity tormenting him. Let's focus on taking down Dad and the Empire first, and then we'll deal with all of this." Said Sokka, trying to defuse the situation as best his ability will allow.

Katara shot all four members of the group an icy hateful glare, before pulling the water she was using to heal her legs away as she placed the animal furs back on her previously bare legs.

"Happy to see that my own flesh and blood tosses his own sister aside the moment it becomes convenient for him." Hissed Katara, as she used waterbending to manipulate the snow beneath his sled. Turning her around as she started to make her way out of the tent. But before she could get out, Zuko jumped in front of her sled to stop her.

"Woah, woah, woah, where do you think your going? Your not going anywhere without an escort!" Stated Zuko, as Katara rolled her eyes in annoyance as she flicked her wrist and manipulated the snow under Zuko's feet. Making him instantly slide to the side as she proceeded to leave the tent.

"I'm not going to be 'unsupervised' I'm going to Hama's puppet show... Something to distract me from the immense pain I'm going through..." Growled Katara as Aang, Azula, Zuko, and Sokka looked at her as she left with confused looks.

"Wait, a puppet show? What puppet show?" Asked Azula as all four figures left the tent and followed Katara through the camp of several tents.

"*Sigh* Seriously, don't you people ever stay in the loop of what's going on? Yes, Hama is putting up a puppet show. She's calling it 'The Boy in the Volcano'. She wanted to celebrate the Crab-Spider Clan being accepted into the Invasion Alliance. Even your Dai Li friend and the Earth Kingdom Mud-Slug heard of it. It's about your little adventures, since you returned to the world, Avatar." Stated Katara in a cold tone as Aang's eyes widened in realization... A show that was about the Avatar's journey's, that sounded very similar to the Avatar play by the Ember Island Players back in his world.

"What a shocker, the creepy old lady has a creepy hobby." Said Sokka sarcastically as he rolled his eyes.

"Puppetry isn't 'creepy', ever since she became my master, she has been entertaining me and everyone else aboard my ship when we were chasing the Avatar. They are quite entertaining." Stated Katara, with the end of her sentence being the only part of her statement that wasn't delivered with an ice-cold tone.

"That explains a lot..." Muttered Zuko under his breath.

"So... Wait, if this is going to be a play about our journey's, how did she get the info to properly represent it?" Asked Azula.

"Ugh... When we were chasing you down, Hama acquired bits of information from every town and area you visited. Including singing nomads, prisoners of war, pirates, merchants, and a very surprisingly knowledgeable merchant of cabbage. There, are you happy now?" Asked Katara with her usual amount of venom injected into her tone to express her annoyance and anger.

'Oh no... At the very least whatever Hama plans to do, it can't be any worse than portraying me as being a flying bald lady...' Thought Aang with an annoyed expression.

"I mean... At least it's something to do, right? We've been marching through snow for days and fighting for our lives non-stop... I kinda miss this kind of wacky time wasting none sense we used to indulge in. Like back in the Fire Nation." Said Zuko with a smile, making Azula and Aang smile in return. If only a bit.

"I have to agree with you, Zuzu, this could be fun. As long as that old hag doesn't depict me in a negative light or anything." Said Azula, as she flipped the Water Tribe braids her hair was in.

Aang quietly giggled to himself. Even though he learned his lesson that not everything from this world was exactly like his world back at home, he couldn't help but imagine an Azula puppet with extremely exaggerated personality traits like his friends had back in his world by the Ember Island Players.

"Well, I guess it wouldn't hurt to give it a try..." Admitted Sokka with a shrug of his shoulders. "But I just know that creepy old lady is going to depict me as an idiot or something."

Sokka rolled his one eye in annoyance as Katara turned back towards Sokka and replied.

"Oh don't worry... I don't think Hama could possibly portray you as being any more of a buffoon then you've already proven to be." Stated Katara with a hint of spite as Sokka developed an annoyed expression.

In the main Crab-Spider tent, Katara, Aang, Azula, Zuko, and Sokka made their way through the entrance, only to see to their surprise, besides Katara, that the tent was much bigger on the inside then it appeared on the outside. Seats were made out of ice that reached nearly ten rows. In the middle of the tent was a hearth fire with a small hole at the top of the tent to allow the excess heat to escape. Along with that, there were also several fire lamp posts that ran down the rows of seats on opposite sides of the tent. At the end of the tent was a large mobile puppet theater. It almost looked like the same kind of theater Aang saw many years back when him, Katara, and Sokka wore disguises and walked into a Fire Nation Carnival. Where he saw a puppet of Firelord Ozai that was entertaining children and breathed fire on an Earth Kingdom Soldier puppet.

However, the theater was blue and Water Tribe in theme rather then Fire Nation. The group of five looked around to see that almost the entire camp was there. Including Earth Kingdom Soldiers, Ozai's soldiers, Bumi, Wu, General Zhu Zhang, The Astronomist, Spriggy, Iroh, Kanna, Jeong Jeong, Pakku, and even Ozai were there. As the group of five continued to scan the crowd, their eyes stopped when they saw Nagi and Teo sitting in the front row. Nagi and Teo looked back and saw them as they both gestured for them to come sit next to them with several empty spots to their right.

"Hey guys, I'm guessing you guys finished up with setting up all the supplies, right?" Asked Zuko as he sat down next to her.

"Yup. We actually finished up around twenty minutes ago. We've already gone over the invasion plan so many times, that there's nothing else to do but just stand around and talk or train." Said Nagi was a gesture of her hand.

"Besides, might as well have one more night of fun before the big attack, right?" Asked Teo as he smiled and shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm surprise father is letting his soldiers actually take a break to watch a puppet show." Said Azula as she glanced back at Ozai who was sitting in the middle aisle before sitting down herself next to Aang who sat next to Zuko.

"I guess even father might need a break from time to time. That, or Uncle Iroh convinced him." Said Zuko with a smile as he imitated his uncle "'Ozai, even a great warrior like yourself must relax and have fun from time to time. That way, you may become whole and save yourself from your other self...'"

Nagi, Teo, Aang, Azula, Sokka, and even Katara who was sitting on the other end of the front row.

"Um... Hehe, I guess I'm not that good at impressions, aren't I?" Asked Zuko as he rubbed the back of his neck with a slightly embarrassed blush.

"Unfortunately brother, it isn't. Not to me at least. Maybe this will remind me a little bit of home, I was always a fan of the plays put on back in me and Zuzu's old village." Said Azula with a confident smirk.

"You mean the plays lead and produced by exclusively you?" Asked Zuko with a small smirk on his face.

"Obviously." Said Azula as she crossed her legs with a smirk.

Aang smiled at her, remembering how she told him that she always had a passion for the theatre and acting. He couldn't help but wonder another possible world where she made a successful career out of that passion and became a lead actress or a play director.

"I would've loved to see your plays, Azula..." Said Aang as Azula turned towards him and kissed him on the cheek.

"Thanks, Aang."

"Oh, please... I think I'm going to puke..." Groaned Katara with a roll of her eyes at the sight of affection.

"Shh! I think it's about to start!" Hushed Sokka as the fire on the light poles died down, with only the large hearth fire in front of the puppet theater illuminating the theater box.

The twin-doors to the side of the puppet show opened up to show what appeared to be a barren rocky landscape, a series of bare mountains, the oceanside, and a towering pair of twin volcanos. Zuko and Azula leaned forward to see each other as they shot each other smiles as Azula gestured her finger towards herself and Zuko before gesturing it towards the theatre. Signaling that this was their home island and their first appearance.

A pair of puppets on strings make their way into the center of the theatre before stopping. The pair of puppets look almost exactly like Zuko and Azula while they were still living in their little village.

"Zuko, my brother, you foolish FOOL! You let the Rabbit-Fowl get away again! Are you THAT PATHETIC!?" Hissed Hama's voice that was doing an impressive impression of Azula.

"I know... I'm pathetic... Why can't I do anything right?" The puppet Zuko fell on his knees and held his head down in shame. Hama managed to pull of an equally impressive Zuko impression as the crowd chuckled. All except Zuko and Azula who's smile's faded away as they glanced back at each other with confused looks.

"Is crying all your good for, brother? Grow some backbone already!" Ordered the Azula puppet.

"Oh gee... I guess I'll try to stand up for myself." However, the Zuko puppet immediately fell back down. "No, I guess I can't... Why me?"

"Are you kidding me!? I'm not like that!" Whispered Zuko in anger as he looked back at Aang and Azula.

"I am sick and tired of living in this tiny village! I will become the greatest firebender in the world and DOMINATE ALL WHO STAND AGAINST ME! I WILL BECOME THE GREATEST WARRIOR WHO EVER LIVED AND BECOME KNOWN AS SUPREME OVERLORD AZULA!" Exclaimed the puppet of Azula as the real Azula gave a disgruntled look as her friends started to slightly chuckle to themselves.

"Well, that's just ridiculous. I'm not like that!" Whispered Azula in an annoyed tone.

"I don't know... That is pretty in character for you, Azula." Whispered Sokka as Azula shot him an annoyed glare.

However, that's when suddenly the scene background changed to a rocky cliff where a large transparent lava-stone orb was stuck on the side of the mountain. It glowed with a red hue as Aang leaned in with a cautious expression with a bit of hope. Will Hama dipict him as being overly joyful and cheery as Aang was depicted last time? Or will he be depicted as something else entirely?

"What is that? It looks like someone stuck in a block of volcanic rock. Perhaps for a hundred years..." Said the Azula puppet in astonishment.

"Goodness gracious, Azula... What if he's dangerous? I'm so scared!" Mumbled puppet Zuko in a cowardly voice.

"Enough of your prattling, brother! Perhaps I can free this stranger from his lava crystal prison! And then DEFEAT him in an Agni Kai to prove my supremacy!" Proclaimed Puppet Azula.

"Fingers crossed..." Mumbled Aang under his voice as the puppet Azula threw her arms forward.

"FIREBENDING ATTACK!" A small puff of flame appeared from a mechanical device out of sight as a figure ripped through the flimsy paper lava-rock effect. Followed by a bit of mist.

Aang got a good look at his puppet, it definitely wasn't feminine like he was dreading. But it definitely looked much different from what he was hoping. The puppet looked like him with his regular Air Nomad attire, but the facial expression on the puppet was angry, dour, and a little bit stoic as well. Aang developed a confused look as he saw the puppet show proceed.

"Who might you be, stranger?" Asked Puppet Azula as the puppet turned to her.

Only for Puppet Aang to unleash a gust of wind that nearly blasted the Puppet Azula off the mountain.

"You're annoying, back off..." Hissed Puppet Aang as Real Aang continued to look on with a confused look on his face.

"I am the Avatar, and I'm here to defeat the Water Emperor and save the world. I guess..." Uttered Puppet Aang with a roll of his eyes.

Puppet Azula crawled back up the side of the mountain and joined the other two puppets again.

"The Avatar!? Excellent! After you defeat the Water Emperor, I can become the new Empress of the World! With the Avatar by my side! Nobody can stop me! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Yelled Puppet Azula, followed shortly by an evil laugh. It was only slightly more exaggerated then the evil speeches of Azula from Aang's world.

"Pff, whatever..." Uttered Puppet Aang as real Aang leaned forward with an annoyed expression.

"That's not me! I'm not like that! I'm not angry and gloomy all the time!... Am I?" Asked Aang as he turned back to his friends who looked away from him, trying to avoid answering Aang.

Aang knew his personality has vastly changed from the happy kid he was three years ago and into the battle hardened and stoic young man he became. But he never really paid that much attention to how his personality made others think about him. It was always his action that made people judge him, not his personality.

That's when a puppet version of Appa showed up, and started flying all around the other puppets.

"At last, the Avatar is here to save us! Spirits above know that I certainly can't! I can't even lift my flimsy swords with my thin noodle-like arms! I can't to anything right!" Exclaimed Puppet Zuko as he fell on his knees.

"Where the heck has Hama been getting this info about us!?" Whispered Zuko in anger as he glared over at Katara all the way on the other side of the isle. She glanced back at Zuko with a soft, yet mocking smile.

"As I said, Hama mostly got information of you and your little adventures from multiple sources... However, I might have told her a few slightly exaggerated personality traits of some of you..." Shrugged Katara as Zuko glared daggers at the water princess.

"Show me the way to your sad little village... I wanna get this whole journey over with as soon as possible..." Growled Puppet Aang as he walked off.

"Yes! On our way to conquest and victory!" Cheered Puppet Azula as she followed Aang.

"*Sigh*... I should probably stay here and let the flowing lava consume me... But, maybe I'll TRY to help the Avatar on his journey. Hopefully I don't fail at it like I do everything else in my life..." Groaned the Puppet Zuko sadly as he slowly followed the other two puppets out of the scene.

"They depict me as being an overly serious jerk! I'm not like that!" Aang exclaimed in annoyance.

"At least that old hag didn't depict you as a power-hungry psychopath!" Growled Azula as she turned her head away from the play with her eyes closed and her nose up.

The scene soon changed to the bay of Zuko and Azula's home island to Sokka's ship. There the scene depicts a stern puppet Sokka looking through a telescope on the front of the ship with a puppet of Kanna standing in the middle of it.

"Prince Sokka, you must try my new try of seal biscuits! My new recipe is to DIE for!" Uttered the elderly puppet.

"I don't have time to eat your dumb seal biscuits! I must capture the Avatar and regain my pride and manhood!" Yelled the angry puppet as he looked away from his telescope to glare at the puppet Kanna. And just like Sokka, the puppet had a nasty scar on one side of his face. However, it was on the right side, rather then the left.

"Very well then! More for me and the crew!" Cheered puppet Kanna.

"You're beyond annoying, grandmother! Go away!" Growled Puppet Sokka before looking through the telescope yet again.

"I should've expected this from that old crone, she makes me look stiff and humorless. A real buzzkill." Growled Sokka as he crossed his arms.

"Are you blind in both eyes? That is the perfect depiction of you. 'Stiff and humorless' suits you perfectly." Azula stated when she turned to him with a smile.

"How could you say such a thing?!" Whispered back Sokka in anger.

"Let's forget about chasing the Avatar, and get foot massages." Proclaimed puppet Kanna.

"How could you say such a thing?!" Yelled back puppet Sokka as the real Sokka slouched back in his seat with a defeated look. As Azula continued to look over at him with her trademark 'I told you so' look.

In a later scene, the puppet trio of Team Avatar were at the Western Air Temple. Which Aang had to admit, looked spot on to the real thing. The trio were standing around a fire, until what appeared to be a hat with a stripped tail sticking out of the bottom of it was zipping all around the camp site. That is until the Aang puppet grabbed the tail and forcefully picked it up. Revealing it to be a puppet version of Sabashi.

"Oh, so that's what's been eating our food... An annoying flying rabbit-monkey." Uttered puppet Aang in annoyance.

"Do you think we should bring her along?" Asked Puppet Zuko timidly.

"I guess... We'll keep her as emergency food." Puppet Aang dropped the puppet lemur with a roll of his lifeless eyes. "I guess we'll just call her Sabashi, it's about a good a name as any..."

Real Aang leaned back in his seat with an annoyed expression as he rubbed his temples. To him, it was incredible. The puppet version of him was almost the complete opposite of the Ember Island version of himself, which depicted him as being overly cheery and feminine. This one was way too stoic and self-righteous. He acted like a mix of his Zuko, this world's Azula, and Mai. But with the worst aspects of all three of them.

As the puppet show went on, it moved onto Team Avatar's arrival to Crescent Island. Where the team first met Mai and the Roku Warriors.

A puppet Mai quickly and stealthily moved around with black covering her entire body, except for her eyes as she moved like a ninja. That was until puppet Zuko stumbled into the scene as he accidentally dropped his swords, kunai, and other throwing weapons as he pathetically tripped over himself.

"Woah! Woah! Woah! Woah-!" That was until puppet Zuko fell on his face.

"Oh my Agni! I had razor sharp throwing knives loose in my pocket!" Yelled Puppet Zuko in shock as Zuko blushed and threw his hood over his head as everyone laughed. Especially Azula.

Later in the play, it depicted Puppet Mai running up to Puppet Aang who stood next to Puppet Zuko and Azula and yelled at them.

"Avatar! Prince Sokka of the Water Empire is here!" Yelled Puppet Mai

"Oh yeah, I led him here." Replied Puppet Aang nonchalantly.

"What!? Why?!" Yelled Puppet Mai.

"Because he's been on our backs for a while now. I need to rest. You fight for the Avatar, right? So hold him off while me and my team make an escape! Besides, I'm the Avatar. I can do whatever I want." Growled the Puppet Aang in an arrogant manner as real Aang expressed an annoyed look as he saw the scene unfold.

Moving on, the Puppet Gaang was in Jie Duan where the three were talking to a puppet version of King Long Feng.

"Destroy King Kuei, Avatar. And you are free to leave this place!" Offered Puppet Long Feng as Puppet Azula stepped forward.

"You can't tell me what to do!" Yelled Puppet Aang in response with his arms crossed.

But as it seemed like the Puppet Long Feng was about to respond, the Azula Puppet started laughing manically and dashed forward. She pumped her wooden fists out as orange thread that represented flames burst out of them. Puppet Long Feng was knocked back by the attack as Puppet Azula stopped her assault and continued with her villainous laugh.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! That foolish king let his guard down, now that I have defeated him, I will conquer Jie Duan and become the NEW UNQUESTIONABLE QUEEN AND MISTRESS OF JIE DUAN!" Yelled out Puppet Azula with an evil laugh as Puppet Aang and Zuko responded accordingly.

"Golly!" Exclaimed Puppet Zuko with shaking legs.

"Whatever..." Muttered Puppet Aang with a roll of his eyes.

The real Azula rolled her eyes in annoyance in a very similar fashion as the Puppet Aang.

The show soon moved onto a scene where Puppet Aang, Azula, and Zuko were all standing close together with Aang holding a red scroll that had the Fire Nation insignia on it. Puppets of pirates surrounded the trio from both sides as they surrounded them and started swinging their weapons at them. However, the trio managed to slip away without the pirates noticing as they started tip-toing away.

"Well, gosh darn it, Aang! Why did you have to steal that firebending scroll?" Asked Puppet Zuko in his normal trembling and cowardly voice.

"Because I want to learn firebending! I want to learn it and get this all over with as soon as possible! Besides, I'm the Avatar! I can do whatever I want!" Replied Puppet Aang with a growl as real Aang groaned in annoyance.

The show continued on as in a later scene, it showed Puppet Azula being held captive with her arms tied up in chains as she stood on a platform. Water Nation Soldiers surrounded her as Puppet Sokka paced back and forth in front of Azula.

"Excellent! Now that I have kidnapped the Avatar's alley, he will have no choice but to show up to rescue her!" Proclaimed Puppet Sokka, before stopping and looking over to something off scene on the right side of the theater.

"Wait a moment! Who are you!?" Asked Puppet Sokka as a puppet covered in black wearing the familiar blue oni mask ran in.

"I am the Blue Spirit! The scourge of the Water Empire!" The Blue Spirit ran into the center of the scene as it tossed blue threads at Puppet Sokka and the Puppet Water Nation Soldiers. Knocking them all over and defeating them as Puppet Azula freed herself and swooned over the Blue Spirit.

"My hero!" Exclaimed puppet Azula as she jumped off of her platform and into the arms of the puppet Blue Spirit as the puppet dashed off the scene. Carrying Puppet Azula bridal style.

Azula and Katara both side-eyed each other with looks that were a mix of uncomfortable and awkward.

"I'm going to kill you, Hama..." Hissed Katara under her voice that was so low that luckily nobody heard her.

As the puppet show continued, it proceeded to the Sword Fighting Tournament. Which depicted Puppet Zuko just barely winning the competition to train with Master Piandao by beating all of his opponents purely by accident and clumsiness. Either by rolling up into a ball and crying, causing his opponents to trip over him, or Puppet Zuko accidentally forcing his opponent out of bounds out of sheer dumb luck and clumsiness.

It later proceeded to a scene where Puppet Aang and Zuko were training under Piandao with training swords. Puppet Aang instantly dashed up to Puppet Zuko and used his wooden training sword to smack the training sword out of Zuko's hands as Puppet Zuko began cowering away.

"No! Please! Don't hurt me!" Cried out Puppet Zuko in fear.

"You're too pathetic to kill, I just wanna watch you SQUIRM!" Growled Puppet Aang with an evil smile on his face.

"Oh, Okay! How about this?" Asked Puppet Zuko as she started squirming around in fear.

Real Zuko rubbed his head in anger and annoyance at how he was constantly depicted as being as weak and cowardly as humanly possible.

Meanwhile, Aang looked on with a mix of annoyance and self-reflection. He knew this play was obviously inaccurate and a total over exaggeration of him and his friends personalities, but it made him think if he really was that much of a jerk. Or at least he was in the first few months he arrived into this distorted reality.

Later on, puppet versions of Zuko, Azula, and Ty Lee were standing around Appa.

"I love the color pink!" Cheered out Ty Lee.

"Yes, we know that, Ty Lee. Thank you. Because you've been saying it NON-STOP EVERY FIVE MINUTES!" Roared Puppet Azula in anger.

"Wow! You're REALLY perceptive, Azula!" Puppet Ty Lee responded in a very airheaded way.

But as it seemed like Puppet Azula was about to respond, Puppet Aang ran onto the scene with a black sword in his hands.

"Aang, where wer-" Puppet Zuko was cut off.

"Shut up! Get on the Bison, NOW! MOVE! MOVE! MOVE!" Yelled Puppet Aang as everyone got on Appa as the puppet of Piandao ran onto the scene, swinging around another sword.

"Thief! Give me my sword back!" That's when Appa took off into the sky and flew away.

"Well, golly gee, Aang. Did you steal that from Mater Piandao? Because that is wrong..." Uttered Puppet Zuko.

"Shut it, Zuko! I took the sword because it looks cool. Besides, who cares? I'm the Avatar... I can do WHATEVER, I, WANT..." Replied Puppet Aang as real Aang's look of annoyance transformed into one that was a mix of anger and guilt.

He already told his friends the truth, and gave them context for every questionable thing he did on their journey. But here, it still gave Aang a stab of guilt for what he did. Even if he had good intentions.

He glanced over to see Azula giving him a small smile in response. She must've sensed how this Puppet Show was starting to get to him. He smiled back and grabbed her hand, as she grabbed back. As moments like this, he seriously appreciated her company and loyalty.

The first act of the play finally started to reach it's climax as the scene moved onto the siege of the Golden City. Puppet Aang, Zuko, Kanna, Azula, and Ty Lee stood around a dead and bleeding blue dragon.

"I can't believe it... The spirit of fire is dead..." Uttered Puppet Kanna in sadness.

"But wait, there is another way... I have the spirits life force in me! I need to sacrifice myself for my people!" Said Puppet Ty Lee as she started to walk towards the dragon. Only to be stopped and pulled back by Puppet Zuko.

"Don't do it, Ty Lee! You're the only girl who didn't think I was totally cowardly and pathetic!" Begged Puppet Zuko.

"Ugh, I guess I'll have to save the day... AGAIN..." Groaned Puppet Aang in annoyance as he stepped forward and with water Hama bent from behind the theater, water came to life and glowed a bright white. Healing the dead blue puppet dragon as it came back to life and flew away.

"I guess the Avatar is back... Yippie, are we done yet?" Asked Puppet Aang the second he exited the Avatar State.

In the next scene, a Puppet Bato tried to run away, only for Puppet Katara wearing a black body suit stood in his way and took a stance. But before the two could fight, the red dragon, Ran flew down into the scene. Instantly snatching up Bato in it's mouth, before swallowing the man with one quick gulp and flew away. Team Avatar looked on with confused expressions.

"Uhh... Did Bato just-... Die?" Asked Sokka with a confused expression.

"Yes." Replied Katara bluntly as Azula smirked.

"Hmm, I actually feel sorry for the dragon. I bet he tasted like sh-"

"Azula!" Interrupted Zuko with the best authoritative big brother voice he could muster.

"What?"

The doors to the theater soon closed as Hama's voice rang out from behind the puppet theater.

"That is the end of act one. Return in a little while to see act two."

Everyone besides Team Avatar, gave a round of applause, while Aang, Sokka, Azula, Zuko, and Katara groaned in annoyance. All the while Teo and Nagi attempted to contain their laughter.

Outside of Hama's main tent, many of the soldiers, generals, and other fighters in the Invasion Force sat around several pit fires that were scattered around the camp. Waiting until act two of the puppet show starts up. Aang, Azula, Sokka, Zuko, Katara, Nagi, and Teo sat around a blazing fire pit themselves. Nagi bending a limited amount of Earth around the fire pit to block the flurry of snow and wind going on outside to now extinguish the fire.

"I can't believe it! Apparently, Hama thinks I'm a weak cowardly idiot who's afraid of his own shadow!" Groaned Zuko angrily.

"Oh, don't be like that, Zuzu... There are plenty of OTHER things your afraid of, Mantis-Spiders, enclosed spaces, social interactions... Rabbit-Fowl..." Said Azula with a smirk.

"Uhh, Rabbit-Fowl?" Asked Teo.

"It jumped out at me from the bushes ONE TIME!" Growled Zuko to his sister in annoyance.

"Just be happy your puppet version has a moral compass," Uttered Aang as Zuko turned to him. "That version of me is nothing but a grumpy, egotistical, sociopath who thinks he can do whatever he wants."

"So what? It's just a dumb puppet show. It's not accurate. It's not like I'm some maniac who only cares about fighting and conquest." Said Azula with a confident smirk with her eyes closed. However when she opened them, she saw everyone silently staring at her.

"... Why are you all staring at me like that?"

"Yeah, that's not you at all..." Uttered an unsure and deflated Aang.

"Personally, I've only known you guys for a little while. But from what I saw, your nothing like those puppets. From what I learned, different events from history are seen and distributed in different ways to different people. Nobody will paint a 100% accurate portrayal of a real person or event. Don't let it eat you up." Said Nagi with a confident smile.

Back in the tent, everyone sat in their original spots as the doors to the puppet theater opened up again. The scene shifted to Appa who was flying along the sky with Aang, Zuko, Azula, and Sokka sitting in his saddle.

"Uhh, Aang... Do you really think it's a good idea to bring Sokka along with us? He keeps shooting us death glares and it's scaring me..." Uttered Puppet Zuko pathetically.

"Ugh! You are the most PATHETIC MAN ALIVE!" Growled Puppet Azula in annoyance.

"Will you knock it off, Zuko? We need a man servant to carry our stuff anyway. Besides, maybe he'll accept his new position. Right, Prince Sokka?" Asked Puppet Aang with a mocking tone.

"I SWEAR I'LL SLIT YOUR THROATS IN YOUR SLEEP!" Hissed Puppet Sokka.

"See? He's fine." Replied Puppet Aang as he continued to ride Appa.

The scene proceeded into the next one where Team Avatar and Sokka walked through the dark forest.

"What are we doing here?! There's nobody around for me to assert my dominance over!" Yelled Puppet Azula.

"Just calm down, would you? I just need to find an Earthbending teacher." Replied Puppet Aang as a prop rock nearby them lifted off the ground as a puppet of Toph lifted it up over her head and tossed it.

"What were ya'll city folk doing here in our neck of the woods? We don't take to kindly to OUTSIDERS around here!" Yelled Puppet Toph in a tone of voice and style of speaking that reminded Aang of the Swampbenders from his world. Except Toph here was far more exaggerated with her accent.

Aang and the rest of the Gaang couldn't help but laugh and chuckle to themselves after hearing Puppet Toph's voice. As Aang remembered back to the big tough burly man who played as Toph in the Ember Island Players, he wondered how Toph was going to be portrayed by Hama.

"Who are these guys?" Asked Puppet Jet coolly.

"I don't rightly know. But I's knows that if they'll be trouble, we'll have them for dinner..." Said Puppet Toph stupidly before spitting off to the side in her usual Tom Boy fashion.

"Oh, well that's nice of you to offer us dinner." Said Puppet Zuko with a smile.

"Offer you? Nah, you'll be the one to BE dinner..." Replied Puppet Toph as Puppet Zuko backed away slowly.

"Well, your an Earthbender. I guess you'll be my new teacher." Said Puppet Aang bluntly as Puppet Azula walked up to him.

"Are you serious?! Why are we bringing along this inbred country bumpkin!? She's an idiot!" Yelled Puppet Azula.

"Hey now, girly-girl! I'm one tough gosh darn Earthbender! And I be real intellomagent too! Except that time where I was beaten in tic-tac-toe by a chicken..." Uttered Puppet Toph as the Gaang continued to laugh.

"Hahaha! Oh, what I would GIVE to see Toph react to this! Hahahaha!" Laughed Azula as Aang started to think how Toph would actually react to this.

Either Toph would laugh hysterically at it, love it like in his world and his Toph with the Ember Island Players. Or bury the entire Puppet theater and Hama in an avalanche.

"Wait a second, can you even see?" Asked asked Puppet Aang as he waved his hand in front of Puppet Toph's face.

"I can see ya'll doin' that. I went blind after drinkin' sum moonshine. Now I don't see too well no more. I see a different way though, after bein' left in a cave and bein' raised by Bat-Wolves, I can smell ya'll real well..." Said Puppet Toph before taking a deep sniff of the air in front of Puppet Gaang, before stopping.

"There. Gotta good look at ya'll..."

The show continued as Puppet Team Avatar proceeded to the ruins of Omashu where Team Avatar was confronted by Puppet Kana and Piandao.

"Please, Avatar, find some mercy in your heart and return my grandson to me!" Begged Puppet Kana.

"Along with my sword!" Added Puppet Piandao as Puppet Aang seemed like he had a thoughtful look, before responding.

"No, this is MY sword, and MY slave... Azula, get rid of them!" Ordered Puppet Aang as Puppet Azula sprung into action with a smile and started throwing blue ribbons at Kana and Piandao that represented blue fire.

"Appa, lets get outta here!" Yelled Puppet Aang as Azula hopped on Appa with the rest of the Gaang as they flew away.

Aang looked to his side with a guilty expression on his face.

The scene eventually moved on. In a later scene, Puppet Aang was confronted with Puppet Katara.

"Why aren't you fighting, Avatar!?" Growled Puppet Katara in anger.

"It's because I don't wanna scratch that perfect face of yours, baby!" Said Puppet Aang smoothly as he pointed his fingers towards her. Azula's frown started to deepen as she watched the puppet show unfold.

"Are you hitting on me!? News flash! I'm the one who's trying to KILL YOU!" Growled Puppet Katara.

Azula glanced back at Aang and Katara, before looking back at the theater.

"I don't know... I can be SUPER perseuasive... Just let me firebend a bit, and maybe I can melt that icy heart of yours." Puppet Aang said with a wink as real Aang covered his eyes with his hands as he groaned in agony.

"Oh man, tell me when it's over..."

"So, your interested in me, huh?" Asked Puppet Katara as Puppet Aang walked closer to her.

"Of course... I love you, Katara. Always have." Said Puppet Aang as the two puppets interlocked their fingers and affectionately pressed their faces up against each other.

Azula looked down at her lap, with a slightly saddened expression on her face. As Katara side-eyed her with a smirk and Aang glanced at her with a look of slight guilt on his face.

The scene soon progressed to the Puppet Gaang, Puppet Kana, and Puppet Piandao showing up and surrounding Puppet Katara.

"Ahh, Sokka. My brother. You're traveling with the Avatar now? Come with me and you will receive your pride and manhood you desired so badly. Or, stay with Avatar and Gran-Gran and be a traitor." Said Puppet Katara as Puppet Sokka glanced over at Puppet Kana.

"Choose treachery, it's more FUN!" Puppet Kana said with a thumbs up.

Puppet Sokka walked over to her before pushing her over and walking away from her.

"Your a weak and pathetic old woman, Grandmother! And I HATE YOU FOR ALL TIME!" Yelled Puppet Sokka as he joined Puppet Katara, as both hopped on Panthers and quickly escaped the scene.

"... You didn't really say that to your grandma, did you?" Asked Nagi as she leaned forward and whispered it towards Sokka who looked down at his lap with a shameful look on his face.

"I might as well have..."

The scene proceeded to Ba Sing Se in chaos as Water Nation Soldiers, Wa Shi Tong, and other corrupted spirits started to attack the city. Fighting Earth Kingdom Soldiers and each other. It was honestly impressive how Hama was able to orchestrate a scene with so many different puppets interacting with each other.

That's when the scene proceeded to Puppet Toph, Nagi, and Yue standing still and looking on in fear as Koh The Face Stealer hovered over them all.

"Don't make any facial expressions!" Yelled Puppet Yue in a neutral tone of voice.

"I ain't scared of some dumb centipede man! I be the best dang earthbender in the world! And ya'll best GEEEEET OUT!" Yelled Puppet Toph stupidly as Koh just looked down at all three girls with a natural expression on his face.

"... I'm going to take you to the spirit world now."

Before suddenly diving forward. All three of the female puppets and the elaborate Koh puppet vanished, with all four of them being transported back to the spirit world.

The scene soon shifted to Puppet Aang, Azula, and Zuko overlooking the destruction of the city, before Puppet Sokka suddenly dashed on to the scene as the trio quickly turned to him with defensive positions.

"What are you doing here?" Asked Puppet Aang.

"I want to join you!" Replied Puppet Sokka as Puppet Aang and the Gaang looked on blankly.

"... Good, I've been missing our pack mule." Said Puppet Aang with his hands placed on his hips with a smirk, as Puppet Sokka glared back at them before they all ran off.

The scene soon proceeded to Puppet Aang walking into a dry tent where Puppet Princess Katara had her wrists tied to the post above her.

"Oh... So you decided to return?" Asked Puppet Katara.

"Yes, and I was hoping you would join us on our next mission. We can always use a pretty face on our mission." Said Puppet Aang with a flirtatious wink.

"Wait a minute, I thought you were in love with that firebending savage!" Replied Puppet Katara as Azula subconsciously nodded her head.

"Really? That psychopath? Hahaha, don't make me laugh. I think the only thing on earth that maniac would ever match up with is a crocodile-shark. Besides, she's more of a tool for me. Her firebending is useful, and that's it." Said Puppet Aang as Azula's expression of worry and uncertainty deepened even more.

"So... Can Air Nomads have girlfriends?" Asked Puppet Katara with a flirtatious smirk.

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Asked Puppet Aang as he walked over to Puppet Katara, as the two brought their faces close together and kissed.

As Aang looked on, he couldn't help but compare this to the Ember Island Players yet again. He would've loved to see this happen in the play back home, back when he was in love with his Katara. Heck, a few months or even weeks ago, he would've loved to see this. But now, he knew he moved on. He couldn't lie to himself, there would ALWAYS be a part of him that would love Katara, HIS Katara... However, he's found someone new he truly loves. Someone beautiful, brave, strong, and fiercely loyal to him

'Oh no...' But that's when it his Aang like a ton of bricks, looking over, he saw Azula watch the scene of the two puppets in front of her. And to his shock, he saw how Azula wiped her face. Trying to hide her eyes that began to water.

As Aang was about to speak up, she instantly stood up and made her way out of the front row of the seats and left the tent.

"Aww... don't you wanna see the lovebirds in action, Azula?" Asked Princess Katara with a mocking smile and tone of voice as Azula passed her. Not even giving her a glance as she left. Aang glared at the princess, as the princess merely smirked back at him with an equally mocking smirk.

Aang stood up and followed Azula out of the tent without a moments hesitation.

"So far, the only good thing about this play is the intermission." Muttered Sokka as he, Zuko, Teo, Nagi, and Katara sat around a fire outside of Hama's tent. Waiting until the third act of the play starts.

"I just realized something, you guys seem to lose a lot. With most of the situations you get yourselves in, you just BARELY make it out alive..." Mocked Katara with a devilish smirk as Zuko turned to her with an annoyed look.

"You're one to talk, Katara. Didn't Azula strike you with LIGHTNING? And now because of that you can't even move your legs any more? Oh wait, yeah. She did!" Growled Zuko as he glared at Katara. Only for his eyes to widen at his realization as Katara gave him an icy stare that was so cold and hateful, Zuko and Sokka were shocked that it didn't freeze the young man solid.

"... Do you WANT me to kill you?" Asked Katara. And to everyone's surprise, she didn't try to bloodbend him.

"Hey, look... I'm just saying, don't throw rocks if you live in a glass house." Said Zuko as he held up his hands in a defensive position.

"Hey guys, it looks like the fire's starting to die out. We need some wood." Said Teo as he used a stick to poke at the dying remaining embers of the fire pit.

"I'll get some more fire wood." Said Sokka as he stood up, just wanting to get away from everyone to think for a moment.

"I'll help." Said Nagi as she stood up and followed Sokka, to Sokka's own suprise. However, the young man simply shrugged his shoulders and went to get more fire wood with the young Dai Li Agent.

"You know, everyone seems like they're letting this silly puppet show get to them. Even you seem more down then usual." Said Nagi with a comforting smile as Sokka turned his one eye away from her.

"You don't understand... Everyone's upset because of they're mischaracterization in the story. How everyone is made to look like a fool, and your character is one of the only characters that seem NORMAL. For me, it's more then that. My Grandma, she was there for me my entire life. I failed my Ice Dodging test, I was scarred and partially blinded by my own father... And for so long, a part of me blamed my grandma. And ever since, I've been treating her horribly. She came with me on my journey to capture the Avatar so I could prove myself to my people and my family that I wasn't a waste of space and a failure... She stuck with me, from thick and thin, and no matter how horribly I treated her, she still did everything she could to help me... I even betrayed her at one point when I reunited with my sister..." Sokka stated with a grim tone.

"But, haven't you already reunited with your grandma? And the two of you are on the same side?" Asked Nagi in a confused tone.

"... Yeah, but... I still haven't actually apologized for what I did and said to her. And until now... I haven't realized how I've still been treating her... And I'm afraid that, she might be disappointed in me..." Said Sokka in a dejected tone as Nagi giggled behind her palm.

"Look, from what I learned on my own adventures, is that family means everything. I... Never really had the best relationship with my brother and father. We were never exactly close. However, after my adventures in Ba Sing Se, the Spirit World, and beyond, it made me realize how much I truly treasure my brother and father. We may not always see eye to eye or agree on everything. But what I know for sure is that I love them, and they love me. In our lives, we can have so many friends... But when it comes to family, you'll only have one of those. From how you talked about your grandma, it seems like she loved you to death. You said it yourself, she wants the best for you. And I'm a hundred percent sure that she isn't mad at you one bit..." Said Nagi as Sokka raised his eyebrow.

"How are you so sure?"

"Because of how YOU talk about her. She sounds like a smart and wise old lady, by your description. You're helping the Avatar fight against her tyrannical son to save the world from the Water Empire. It just seems like all she wanted was for you to find your own path, and I think she couldn't possibly be more proud of you then she is right now." Stated Nagi as Sokka peered over at her with his cool blue eye and smiled.

"Thank you, Nagi... I guess it's nice to know that Yue has someone as truthful and kind as you by her side..." Said Sokka with a smile as Nagi tried to hide her blush behind one of her robes.

"Thank you, Sokka..."

Elsewhere in the canyon, Azula stood on a cliff that overlooked a dark chasm of the howling canyon. Cold air blew on her from all sides as she simply looked up at the dark clouds overhead.

"Azula?" Azula shifted her gaze away from the sky as she heard a familiar voice from behind her. "Azula, is there anything you want to talk about?"

Azula continued to remain silent and face away from Aang. However, that's when Aang walked up to Azula and stood right beside her. Overlooking the dark chasm below the two benders.

"No... It's just silly... You'll laugh at me..." Said Azula with a unamused chuckle.

"... It's the scenes of me and Katara that's bothering you, isn't it?" Asked Aang bluntly as Azula turned to him with her fierce golden eyes that he has come to love.

"It's not just that... It's also how I'm depicted. I'm depicted as being a madwoman who's obsessed with domination, conquest, and destruction. It's more like... Firelord Azula that's depicted in the puppet show... Not me." Said Azula as she looked down at her hands with saddened eyes.

"Aang, be honest with me... Am I... Really that much like her?" Asked Azula as Aang took a deep breath and pause before answering.

"... She's haughty, smart, powerful, and very perspective. Just like you. But you have a heart, unlike her. She's a monster who enjoys what she does, you aren't. You love your friends and family, she doesn't. And you have a heart. Something she doesn't. It's not the kind of power you have that makes you bad, it's what you DO with that power that defines you..." Admitted Aang as Azula looked down at the dark chasm once more with a shameful look on her face.

"... I'm afraid that... Even without that monster's influence, I'm just like her."

"Azula, I won't like to you... You're too smart for that... You and her may have many similarities... But you ARE different from her. Different where it truly matters..." Azula turned to Aang, who smiled and pressed his pointer and index fingers to Azula's chest. "Right here."

Azula looked on at Aang in slight awe as he continued.

"You are not a bad person by any stretch of the imagination, Azula. You ARE a good person, you care for your brother, your father, all the friends we made along the way... And you care about me. I couldn't even count all the times you stayed loyal to me and stuck by my side, even when I lied or acted like an idiot. Firelord Azula is NOTHING like that... You may like to challenge people and fight to be the best, but that's who you are. Wanting to improve yourself and get stronger is not a negative trait. It's an admirable one. You may act haughty a bit and wear a mask to hide your true feelings... Like Toph. But, just like Toph, you are an incredibly strong person and you sinserely care about everyone around you, Azula. You are NOT Firelord Azula, you're BETTER. And you always will be..." Said Aang with an honest smile as Azula let out a few sniffs before rubbing at her eyes with her gloved hands.

"*Sniff* *Sniff*... Don't get all mushy on me now, Airboy..."

"Also... You already know what I said about Katara, right? My Katara..." Said Aang as he looked straight into Azula's burning ember eyes. "There will always be a part of me that loves her. And I don't think that part of me will ever change. But, I realized I need to move on from that. You are without a doubt, the best part of this world, Azula. You're powerful, strong, brave, loyal, heroic, and beautiful... I love you with all my heart, Azula. Please, never forget that." Said Aang as Azula gave him a loving genuine smile in return.

"Hehehe, you really know how to make a girl feel special, don't you?" Asked Azula as Aang nodded in response.

"Well... Let's not waste any more time, what's bothering you?" Asked Azula bluntly as Aang's eyes slightly widened in surprise. Before letting out a slight chuckle.

"Hehe, nothing get's past you... Does it, Azula?" Asked Aang with a smirk.

"You said it yourself, Aang. I'm too smart for that. Now spit it out!" Ordered Azula with a smirk of her own.

"Well... It's just, how the play portrayed me. It portrayed me as being a complete jerk. And honestly, kind of a sociopath... I'm a liar, a cheater, disobedient, violent, and someone who only cares about himself. So many years ago, I was NOTHING like that. But when I came to your world, I was a lot different... I DID steal, I DID lie, and I DID do so many selfish and terrible things... I lead Sokka to Crescent Island just to see him again... I brought Sokka with us when we left the Golden City due to my own selfishness of wanting him to join us... I brought Katara along on our mission to the South Pole because a part of me still wanted to be with her... And then there's his catchphrase, 'I'm the Avatar. I can do whatever I want'... I hate to say it, but I think that puppet paints a pretty good picture of me..." Said Aang with a saddened look on his face.

"Oh PLEASE, give me a break with that little self-pity routine of yours!" Yelled Azula as she rolled her eyes in annoyance.

"Yes, you have performed... Some questionable acts when you first got here. But you had good REASON for them! You had a whole other world that was DESTROYED by war, your family became your enemies and your enemies became your friends. You were confused and angry. But despite that, you were NOTHING but strong, brave, and noble. You saved people without a SECONDS hesitation! You were fierce and determined to make sure nobody got hurt or died! And you did, you airhead! Remember Ty Lee and Jet? Jet died in your world, but he's still breathing in ours. And Ty Lee? She would've died if it wasn't for YOU! Besides, you told us the TRUTH about your world anyway... You are a brave warrior and a hero, Aang. Don't let ANYBODY, especially some old hag's dumb puppet show tell you any different! Got it?" Asked Azula as Aang smiled back at Azula.

"Got it... You really know how to give encouraging speeches, Azula."

"Hmph, well... What can I say? It's just apart of my irresistible charm!" Azula and Aang didn't even know that their hands held one another, as the combined warmth between the two teenagers made the cold biting air of the Howling Canyon seem unnoticeable.

The two instantly leaned forward and shared a loving kiss as their lips connected once more. The kiss seemed to have lasted for an eternity, before the two ended it and moved their heads away from one another. However, both stood with each other in silence.

"Umm, I suppose we should get back before the final act of that stupid puppet show ends... Wouldn't you say?" Asked Azula with a blush that crawled up her face.

"Yeah, I think that's a good idea..." Replied Aang with an equally strong blush, as he rubbed the back of his head with his free hand.

And just like clockwork, Aang couldn't help but compare this very same moment with the one he had with Katara years ago on Ember Island. However, he noted that the second time around in this new universe isn't all terrible. As he walked back to the camp with his girlfriend Azula by his side.

Aang and Azula walked back into Hama's tent before they found the first row of seats and sat down next to their friends. Minus Katara, who still sat at the end of the row in her sled.

As the two sat back down, Sokka turned to them and spoke.

"Hey, where were you two?"

"Oh, uhh... We just to get some fresh air. Nothing big." Said Aang nonchalantly as both he and Azula shot each other caring smiles.

"Alright, I get it..." Said Sokka with a knowing smirk. "Anyway, here's everything you guys missed; We left Chameleon Bay with me and Katara, Aang and I brought back the Unagi to Kyoshi Island, Azula ran away with Katara, Azula killed the patriarchs of the Snowy Poisonous Wolverine-Skunk Clan, and I think Koh The Face-Stealer died."

As Aang and Azula turned their attention back to the theater where they saw the Water Emperor's throne room where a puppet version of Hakoda sat atop his colossal and elaborate ice sculpture. And just as Azula, Sokka, and Katara remembered the Water Emperor from the last time they saw him, the puppet version of him was wearing the same kind of fierce white pelt/spiked armor that made the real Water Emperor seem fierce. However here, it was far less threatening and rather much more humorous.

That's when a Water Tribe soldier ran into the room and kneeled before the puppet emperor in a frantic fashion.

"Water Emperor Hakoda! The Avatar and his invasion force has just breached the city walls and have entered the palace! The Avatar is looking for you!" Explained the puppet as the Water Emperor puppet glanced over at him with a calm expression before standing up from his ice throne.

"No matter... With Siryu's Moon bright in the sky, my waterbending will be more then powerful enough to eliminate the Avatar! Once and for all!" Stated Puppet Hakoda triumphantly with his fist in the air.

However, before the puppet soldier could respond, the flimsy paper doors to the puppet Emperor's throne room were knocked off of their hinges as Puppet Aang dashed into the room. As the soldier looked over at the Avatar, he fearfully turned around and ran away.

"You're here, good. I've been expecting you, Avatar... However, I regret to inform you that it's TOO LATE! The second moon has already arrived! And with it, I shall DESTROY YOU!" Proclaimed the puppet emperor as he leaped off of his ice throne and landed in front of Puppet Aang.

"Did you forget? I can bend water too! And with Earth, Fire, and Air on my side as well, you won't stand a chance!" Proclaimed Puppet Aang as without warning, lunged forward as Puppet Aang tossed red flowing paper forward, representing fire, as the Puppet Emperor leapt over it and started shooting blue threat of his own at Aang. With the blue thread representing Hakoda's waterbending.

Even with several of the Gaang finding Hama's puppet's creepy. Especially Sokka, even he could admit that the fights between the puppets were impressive to say the least. The use of red thread for fire, blue for water, brown for Earth, and white for air was all very creative and eye catching. Unlike any puppet show they've seen in the past. Except for Katara who spent the most time with the puppeteer herself, knowing Hama's tricks and sat through several of Hama's puppet shows herself.

Puppet Aang used all the elements in his disposal, fire, water, air, and Earth. But despite that, the Puppet Water Emperor seemed to hold the upper hand in the battle with his superior waterbending. But as it seemed like Puppet Hakoda was about to unleash a devastating waterbending attack, he launched a massive tidal wave of water straight at Puppet Aang.

However, Puppet Aang moved around with such accurate waterbending movements, that he caught the incoming tidal wave the changed it's direction to shoot straight back at Puppet Hakoda. Puppet Hakoda didn't have enough time to react as the blue piece of paper that was meant to represent the wave his Puppet Hakoda. Knocking him back and defeating him at last.

"Rip in piece, old man..." Uttered Puppet Aang in discontent as he looked down at Hakoda's defeated still form as the rest of the Gaang showed up. Including Puppet Azula, Zuko, Toph, Sokka, and even Katara.

"Wait... If that feller ain't the Water Emperor anymore, who is the new emperor?" Asked Puppet Toph dumbly as she scratched her head like a confused ape.

"That new leader, is ME..." Proclaimed Puppet Katara who walked up to the throne that used to belong to Water Emperor Hakoda as she sat down in it.

"The Water Tribes need a new strong and determined leader... And that leader shall be me! I will unite all tribes in the north and the south and obliterate old and obsolete traditions that serve nothing but to harm our community..." Puppet Katara stated sternly as she turned her attention to Aang and the rest of Team Avatar.

"You have helped give the throne back to it's rightful ruler, Avatar... Therefore, I promise to pull all Water Nation forces out of the Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom. The war, is over..." Uttered Puppet Water Empress Katara as Puppet Aang looked away with an annoyed look on his face.

"Whatever... I'm just glad I'm finally done with this stupid adventure"

"As the new ruler of the Southern and Northern Water Tribes, I, Water Empress Katara, shall create a new era of peace and harmony among the Water Tribes! Eliminating old and obsolete traditions that did nothing but hold the Water Tribe back from progress as a society! We shall share our knowledge in science, astronomy, alchemy, and much more. They days of my father and my forefathers warmongering is OVER! So say, Water Empress Katara!" Proclaimed Puppet Katara with her arms in the air in a victorious stance.

Suddenly, the main cast of puppets stood up and stood in a straight line, all facing the audience before bowing in unision. Signaling the end of the play.

Members of the invasion force, including Ozai's soldiers, the Earth Kingdom forces, the White Lotus, and other factions looked on and clapped hesitantly with a slow and uneven motion of clapping.

On the other hand, all the members of the Crab-Spider Clan were ecstatic, as they stood up and gave a rousing round of applause for Hama's puppet show. Like it was the best piece of entertainment that they ever witnessed.

As the blue curtains to the stage began to close, Katara looked on at the puppets, as her eyes drifted up to the top of the stage where the strings continued on off stage. Where the puppetmaster, Hama, and more then likely several other puppetmasters were maneuvering the puppets, resided.

In particular, Katara laid her eyes on her own puppet and thought about the ending Hama decided to give the play. Seeing her as the new undisputed leader of the Water Tribes that will not only end the war, but bring a new era of prosperity and progress to the Water Tribes as a whole. She locked her eyes on the nearly invisible thin strings that were attached to her puppet.

Thinking how similar that appeared to the uncomfortable feeling that ran up her spine. As the blue curtains finally closed completely and the play ended.

"Well... That was certainly something..." Said Sangmu as she pulled her knees close to her chest, sitting before a fire along with Sokka, Zuko, Teo, Azula, Aang, and Katara.

"Certainly the most silly piece of Water Tribe propaganda I've ever seen..." Said Azula with a shrug.

"I mean, to be fair... The ending could've been a lot more discouraging..." Stated Zuko as Aang looked into the fire, and thought back to the massively discouraging ending in the Ember Island's Player's interpretation of Aang and his friends story.

"You said it." Agreed Teo.

"Heh... Zuko, you have no idea..." Replied Aang with a slight grim chuckle as Azula shot him a curious look with a raised eyebrow.

"The effects were decent." Said Sokka with a shrug of his shoulders.

As the friends discussed what they thought of the play, Katara looked off into the distance. At Hama's tent as she thought about the ending of the play. She thought about many things at that point. Her father who tried to control her, the chiefs, her grandmother... And Hama... They all had a significant impact on Katara and what her goals were. What she truly wanted. However, she realized that all those people in her life wanted what was best for them... Not her. Each one pulling her strings and trying to manipulate her for their own ends.

'... They all tried to control me. To attach strings to me and pull them, making me dance like a good little puppet for them. It was never about me... About my future, about what I wanted... It was about what they wanted me to be... I'm ending it...'

"What do you think, Katara?" Katara snapped out of her trance and turned her attention to the voice that came from Sokka. She didn't here his original question, but assumed it was about the play. She simply gave him a cold look before using her bending to turn her sleigh around and start moving in the direction of Hama's tent.

"I don't care... Have your little idiotic conversation without me. I have more important matters to attend to..."

As Katara made her way to Hama's tent, she grabbed the fold to the enterence and was about to let herself in, when a familiar voice stopped her in her tracks.

"Katara, how nice to see you..." Said the old voice of Hama from behind Katara as Katara turned her sled around to face the old woman.

"Hello, Hama... That was an ambisious little puppet show you put on back there. More puppets, well-done backgrounds, and improved effects..." Said Katara as Hama let out her witch-like chuckle.

"Hehehe, oh, you're too kind, Katara... I'm happy that you were able to find joy out of my work."

"Yes... Except for the part with the Blue Spirit and Azula..." Said Katara with an embarrassed and angered look. As Hama responded with a raspy laugh as the old woman grabbed at her own stomach to try to get ahold of herself.

"HAHAHAHAHAHA! Oh yes, but what can I say? I'm just an old woman who likes to joke around..."

"Hama, do you mind if we talk in private?" Asked Katara with a straight face as Hama nodded with a wrinkley old smile.

"Of course, child... Anything you wish..." Stated Hama, as the two turned around and walked away from the camp.

"Hey, the fire's starting to die out..." Noted Sokka who still sat around the fire with the others as Zuko stood up.

"I'll grab some more firewood." Said Zuko as he turned to walk away.

As Zuko walked through the camp and over to the piles of dry twigs and branches that were tied together in twine, he grabbed one and turned around. Only to stop once he saw none other then his father, Ozai, standing before him.

"Father?"

"Zuko... I hope this isn't a bad time... I was hoping I could speak with you for a moment." Stated Ozai in his normal stoic mannerism.

"Yes, of course." Replied Zuko as he placed the firewood back on the pile and followed Ozai out of the camp.

The two made it a few feet out of the camp and stood over a cliff that overlocked the snowy mountainous range, which was still consumed by the howling blizzard all around them.

The two remained silent for a while as they looked over the white view, before Zuko finally spoke.

"So, umm... What did you want to speak to me about?" Asked Zuko in a slightly awkward fashion.

Despite reuniting with his father and spending his time planning the invasion with him and working alongside him, Zuko still felt like the two were strangers.

"The play, what did you think of it?" Asked Ozai who still stared into the distance without looking at his son, as Zuko glanced over at the man with a confused look before speaking.

"Uhh... Well, to be honest... I thought it was ridiculous, everyone was greatly mischaracterized and the way the story was presented was ridiculous!" Said Zuko in anger. Yet, still tried his best not to accidentally offend his father.

Zuko glanced up at Ozai who was surprised to see had a smirk on his face.

"Heh, yes... It was pretty awful. Your sister might be a bit haughty, but never an overly aggressive maniac. And from my last interaction with Avatar Aang, he didn't seem like the spoiled, cynical, or wrathful type... A bit distant and calculating, but, a boy with a good heart and an impressive sense of justice." Stated Ozai.

"Yeah, I guess so..." Replied Zuko.

"And what did you think of your portrayal?" Asked Ozai as he glanced down at Zuko once more, who tensed up in suspense.

"Well... I hated it. They portrayed me as being a pathetic coward. A boy who cries and whines about being pathetic, a clumsy moron who just makes a fool out of himself. It's just-... it's completely inaccurate. And stupid." Stated Zuko as Ozai gave him a thoughtful look.

"... Zuko, be honest with me. Can you do that?" Asked Ozai with a more serious look on his face, as Zuko glanced at him with a look of suprise and confusion.

"Uhh... I-... Of course, father."

"Hmm... Did you, honestly think I see you like that?"

"Huh?"

"Cowardly and clumsy... Do you really think that's how I saw you?" Asked Ozai who shot Zuko a face of slight hurt. A look Zuko NEVER saw his father make. He was always so stoic.

"... To be honest, you never really wanted me to help out around the village... You always wanted me to do menial jobs and tasks while you left the big stuff to Azula. I was never a bender until a few months ago, I always thought you favored her more then me. That you saw more potential in her, and you wanted me to stay out of the way while she helps protect the village or when you tried to find her a firebending master. I thought you just wanted me out of the way..." Said Zuko as Ozai sighed and turned his attention back to the mountain range.

"Zuko, ever since your mother died, I greatly feared for you and your sister. This war... It changes people, times of war can harden people and change people. Sometimes for the better, and sometimes for the worst. Our village has been attacked more then once by the Water Tribe. The pain of losing your mother was horrible enough for me... It was pure agony for you and your sister, loosing your mother like that. That is why I keep my distance from you two. Because spirits forbid if I ever got hurt or killed during battle on the frontlines I would never-... I would never forgive myself if you two were close to me and learned that. I always believed that if I kept my distance from you and your sister, you wouldn't be as heartbroken if you fell in battle. As for back at the village, I'm sorry if I ever made you feel worthless, Zuko. I wanted your sister to have a firebending master so she could protect herself, you, and the rest of the village. With her being the only firebender, we couldn't afford for her not to be trained. As for you... what you lacked in firebending, you made up for in will. Besides Lu Ten, you are the greatest swordsman I know. You always took care of the villagers and your sister. You cooked, cleaned, and made sure everyone was doing well. You even made sure to protect your sister when she tried to do something bullheaded and possibly dangerous."

"Hehe... I guess..." Said Zuko as he scratched the back of his head awkwardly.

"Zuko, you are the best son I could ask for. You and your sister mean the world to me. It scares me that you two are involved in this war, it scares me that you might get hurt or worse... I am happy you two managed to get stronger and make powerful and brave friends... Especially the Avatar, who cares for you two greatly. I know I don't say this enough Zuko... But I love you and your sister with all my heart. That statement, I assure you is true." Said Ozai as he turned to his son, who he was surprised to see had his eyes closed and looked down. He had tears running down his cheeks and tried his best to hold back his sobs.

As Ozai looked down at his son, it was a massive reminder that Zuko, Azula, and all of the friends they made along the way are just kids. Thrown into a harsh war environment. Zuko must've been holding that in for such a long time.

Before Ozai could respond, Zuko lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Ozai. Burying his face in the older man's chest as he started sobbing.

Ozai was taken aback for a moment, and remained surprised. Before he returned the hug and hugged his son back.

"I am proud of you, Zuko... Never forget that..."

"So, may I ask what's on your mind, Princess Katara?" Asked Hama as she and Katara stood several dozen feet away from the camp and next to the canyon ice well. Where a ghoulish warrior sculpture made of ice stared down at the two Water Tribe women with a ferocious glare.

"After watching your play, I had a revelations" Stated Katara as she looked off into the distance as Hama raised an eyebrow.

"Really now?" She asked through wrinkled lips.

"All this time I nothing more then a blind naive woman feeling her way through a cave. Ever since I was a child, I always wanted to be seen as an equal amongst my peers, I'm the Princess of the Water Empire for crying out loud, and everyone still saw me as being inefficient and weak. That is the main reason why all those above me decided to toy with my fate. Even as a helpless child, the elders in my fathers court and my own family members were going to sacrifice me to the spirits. My fate was never my own... I was never my own master. For my entire life, I was lead around on a leash like a dog. By my father, by my grandmother, by my old masters, and by other members of the Water Tribes military force... My circle of trust shrunk every day, to the point where there was only a handful of people I actually trust; Suki and Yue..." Uttered Katara as Hama continued to stare at the princess with a confused look on her face.

"What are you talking about, dear? Your father and grandmother may have lost your trust, but you still have many allies... Myself and the Spider-Crab Clan are here to serve you. I recgonize a rightful ruler when I see one, and I would love nothing more then to see Princess Katara take her place as being the rightful ruler of the Water Tribes... Bringing a new era of peace and harmony to the world..." Stated Hama with a wrinkled old smile that attempted to look honest. However, Katara could see right through it.

"Yes... You made that statement very obvious in your little play." Said Katara as she crossed her arms and Hama shrugged.

"What can I say, I'm a very blunt old woman. We all know you are the true heir to the throne, right? From your tone of voice, you sound UPSET that I would even state that you should become the new Water Empress. Why is that?" Asked Hama.

"The empire would never accept a woman as their leader... Whether I'm actually royalty or not. There would be conflict, a possible civil war, and it will do nothing but put a big fat target on my head for any number of assassins or usurpers. That is why I want my brother to become Emperor, he may not be accepted instantly by the Water Tribe public and other leaders, however, he will be accepted far more easily then myself. I can stay in the shadows and influence him, it will be a much easier way to rule. Plus, he has something I don't have... Compassion. He feels for those beneath him, he has a big fat dumb heart. That will make his rule move smoothly and allow people to accept him better. Something that would be very hard for me to do. This is the better course of action..." Explained Katara, as Hama burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha! Your foolish oaf of a brother!? Surely you jest, Princess Katara. You believe the same fool who got two fishing hooks stuck in his thumb is capable of ruling? Even if you do stand in the shadows and influence his rule, do you honestly believe he is the best person to rule?" Asked Hama as she wiped away a tear of laughter. Katara only gave the old woman a cold stare.

"Yes... Because I KNOW how to manipulate him, and see through whatever manipulations he may have in store for me... I need an environment I can control, with people I can trust and control... People who won't attach strings to me and make me dance like a puppet." Said Katara with a tone of pure venom as Hama's old smile disappeared.

"What are you saying exactly, Princess Katara?" Asked Hama.

"You were a bit TOO blunt with your little 'Puppet Show', Hama. The last scene of the show, the one that showed me sitting on the throne... You were there. A puppet of you was lingering in the shadows behind me. It seemed like the TRUE puppet master of the story..." Growled Katara as Hama gave Katara an expression of confusion and shock.

"Princess Katara, how could you say such a thing? All I wanted was to help you, why do you think I spent all that time training you? I saw potential in you, the potential in a NEW and BETTER Water Tribe! One where traditions don't rule our lives!... It's what your mother would've wanted." The very second Hama finished her sentence, Katara flayed her hands in a claw-like desplay as she bloodbent Hama and sent her flying back into the canyon ice wall behind her.

"STOP LYING TO ME!" Screamed Katara as Hama looked back. But as she was about to open her mouth to reason or plead with Katara, she developed a look of horror, as she saw Katara moving her arms around as he legs shakily stood her up. She took several uneasy and shaky steps forward, as she continued to move her hands around.

"And don't EVER mention my mothers name in your filthy lying mouth..." Hissed Katara as Hama stood back up.

"Katara! What are you doing!? Are you bloodbending your own legs!? You can't do that! That pain... That pain is UNBEARABLE!" Yelled Hama.

"I can't even FEEL my legs... So, the pain isn't a factor at this point. This WHOLE time, you were just toying with me... MANIPULATING me into being your little puppet Empress And I was stupid enough to believe you actually wanted to help me. But now I know, your no better then my grandmother..." Hissed Katara as she jutted her hands forward and sent the snow around her straight at Hama. Morphing them into ice shards that flew straight at the old woman.

However, Hama lifted her hand and gestured them. Transforming the snow beneath her into water and swinging the glob of water like a whip. Smacking all the shards aside as they all imbedded themselves in the ground around her.

"I wanted to HELP you, Katara! I never wanted to hurt you! I just wanted you to be strong!"

"For your own personal gain!" Roared Katara. But before she could send another attack Hama's way, the young Princess heard the sound of a pair of rapid moving footsteps in the snow behind her. As Katara looked behind her, she saw the two burley men who were the sons of Hama running straight towards the two women. Each one holding a Water Tribe weapon of some kind.

"MOTHER! ARE YOU OKAY!?" Yelled one of the men as Katara lifted one of her hands in another claw-like position that bloodbent the two men and lifted them off the ground with an invisible force.

Katara then speared her hand forward and sent the two men flying back into the snow. Knocking both men out instantly.

"Katara! Enough!" Katara and Hama soon both paused and looked over to see that Kanna has joined the fray.

"How nice of you to join us, Kanna." Said Hama with a mocking smirk on her old lips.

"You know what? I'm happy to see you here, Gran. I was about to dispose of Hama for manipulating me... This means, I don't have to go looking for you for payback later. Kill two birds with one stone..." Stated Katara as she held her hands out in a defensive stance, constantly shifting her eyes towards both women to make sure neither one tries to catch her by surprise.

"Katara! Please stop this! I never meant to hurt you! This decision will only end in tragedy! All I ever wanted was for you to find your own path, your strength and headstrong nature can bring so much good into thr world! I ask you, I beg of you, please calm down! And I will explain everything..." Pleaded Kanna as Katara merely silently glared at her grandma.

"You have manipulated me long enough, Gran. Now, your going to PAY for what you did to ME and my MOTHER!" Katara yelled in fury, but as she was about to attack, she, Kanna, and Hama all heard the sounds of dozens of different footsteps running up to them.

Katara looked back to see Ozai's men, Dai Li agents, and other members of the invasion force running up to them.

With a flick of her hand, Katara lifted a thick and solid wall of ice around her, Kanna, and Hama, blocking all of the invasion force members from stopping them. Most of Ozai's men had no firebending and the Dai Li agents had no Earth to work with. They just had to wait for the arrival of the Avatar and his friends to break up the battle.

"When will you understand, Kanna... Katara is MY student! She picked ME over YOU! And she will follow ME! And if you try to steal her away... I'll have no choice but to dispose of you..." Growled Hama as she created a pair of water whips on he hands, with the ends of them being tipped off with solid scythe-like ice blades.

"I guess I have no choice... This is the way things must be..." Said Kanna as she quickly lifted a glob of water from the snow and shot it directly at Hama.

Hama merely spun around and took the glob of water, throwing it straight back at Kanna. Transforming it into one large ice spike in mid-air. In response, Kana lifted a massive thick wall of ice from the snow before her. Causing both the massive shard of ice and the ice wall to shatter upon impact with each other.

As the two ran straight at each other, a series of massive ice spikes erupted from the ground between them. Forcing both old women to leap back and look over to see an angry Katara holding out her hands.

"STOP IGNORING ME AND ACTING LIKE I'M NOT EVEN HERE!" She yelled as she gestured her hands once again, slowly forcing them down as Kanna and Hama both felt the ground beneath them rumbling and the sound of ice cracking reverberating from above them.

As both women looked up, they saw the massive ice statue on the side of the canyon wall was cracking and breaking. Soon shattering as pieces of it fell down.

Kanna and Hama both ran out of the way as the statue crash landed in the snow and causing a massive tremor to occur.

Kanna and Hama regained their stances as Katara dashed forward on a wave of water as she shot several spears of water at Kanna. Who jumped back and caught the spears of water, spinning around and throwing the spears of water straight at Hama. However, instead of Hama redirecting the attack yet again, she used the water whips on her hands to attach to the side of the icy canyon wall as the spears of water struck the ground she was standing on.

"Katara! That's enough!" Yelled Kanna as she leaped to the side and dodged another one of Katara's spouts of water. Several more spouts of water flew Kanna's way, only for her to despure them with quick and direct movements.

Kanna soon carefully raised a giant ice spike from the ground that cut through Katara's wave that she was riding on. Causing the girl to fly forward and crash into the snow. However, Katara got up more angry then hurt as she continued to use bloodbending to stand herself back up.

Before Katara could respond, she saw her grandmother's hands move upwards as several dull chunks of ice rose out of the ground all around Katara. Not to hurt her, but to trap her as the ice wrapped all around her and contained her. Keeping her in a standing position and trapping her arms so she couldn't waterbend.

Katara growled once more as she tried to break free of her icy prison.

"Katara, just listen to me! I'm not asking you to forgive me, I have been a horrible grandmother and family member for many reasons... All I want is to tell you the truth of what happened... I used bloodbending to kill Kvichak, I killed him because he planned to sacrifice you to the spirits! Your father and Bato planned together to secure his spot on the throne and become the new Water Emperor. Your mother was forced to take responsibility for the crime I committed, all to protect you. I have regretted many things in my long life... However, the one thing I regret the most is not speaking against my son. I'm so sorry... to both you AND Sokka..." Said Kanna as Katara paused in her ice prison and looked at Kanna with an expression of confusion and anger. Not knowing what to say to what her grandmother just said.

However, the moment was soon interrupted as several shards of ice, rained down from above as Kanna was forced to hop back and avoid the falling shards of ice. The source of the falling ice was soon revealed as Hama landed in between the two, still possessing her water whips.

"Katara, this is our chance... Your grandmother is trying to manipulate you! Join with me and help me stop her!" Exclaimed Hama with a dark smile as she gestured her hand and shattered the ice that contained Katara.

Before Katara fell, she splayed her hands out once more, forcing them to keep the girl standing as she shakily stood straight up.

"Do you honestly think I'm THAT stupid?" Asked Katara as she glared at Hama, as she bloodbent both her and her grandma. Glaring at them both as the two old women hovered over the snow and frozen ground as they were lifted up.

"You... You arrogant little girl! I freed you! And now you turn on me! Not only that... But your using the art that I created to try and immobilize me!? How dare you!" Growled Hama through clentched teeth as she continued to hover over the ground.

"Katara! It's bad enough that your bloodbending your own immobilized legs! That will already tear you apart... But bloodbending your legs AND two opponents at the same time!? That's madness! It will destroy you!" Begged Kanna as Katara still looked on with a mixed expression of defiance, confusion, betrayal, sadness, and anger.

"I am stronger then you can even imagine! I can handle it!" Replied Katara as she continued to bend and contort the bodies of Kanna and Hama. Kanna and Hama raised their hands in similar splayed positions, as Katara's body contorted and her legs started to bend and falter.

Kanna and Hama landed back on the ground, as Kanna's face instantly turned into one of guilt and fear as she saw what she was doing to her granddaughter. She stopped her bloodbending of Katara, and turned that power on Hama. Katara still attempted to bloodbend both Kanna and Hama, however, as she glanced as Kanna and Hama once more. Her face shifted from anger to confliction and sympathy.

Katara soon turned her attention back to Hama, as she bloodbent her old master and the original progenitor of the dark art. Hama attempted to fight back and bloodbent the other two waterbenders, but it was too much for her as she was lifted into the air and her body bent and distorted in all sorts of different ways.

Katara and Kanna pressed on as Hama started to groan in pain, as blood started to leak from her nose and even her eyes. She developed a look of pure horror, and she knew, along with Katara and Kanna, if the two waterbending masters continued to focus all their energy on Hama, they would kill her.

The two unanimously dropped their bloodbending poses and dropped the old woman as she fell back to the ground. Hama fell on her knees as she started to cough up blood and attempt to regain her figure.

Katara and Kanna both glanced at one another, as a large portion of the ice wall melted. Aang, Sokka, and other members of the invasion force showed their faces as they started to walk into the waterbending battlefield.

"Gran! Are you okay!? Did you tell Katara about..." Sokka paused as he glanced over at Katara who already dropped her stance, and sat in the snow with her feet straight in front of her.

"Yes, I told her everything... And, I'm sorry it took me so long to tell you. Both of you..." Said Kanna as she changed her glances from Sokka to Katara, who still stared down at her legs with an unsure expression.

"You have nothing to apologize for, Gran..." Responded Sokka with a smile on his face.

"Mother!" Yelled a pair of male voices as everyone looked over to see Hama's sons who regained consciousness, dashed past Kanna, Katara, Aang, and Sokka, as they dashed towards their wounded mother.

"Don't worry ma, we got you." Said one of the men as they each took one of Hama's arms and helped the weakened old woman to her feet, and started to walk away with her.

Katara watched on as Hama was taken away by her sons, still very angry and confused. She still had to deal with the massive amount of pain that flowed through her body from being bloodbent by two masters, her legs were the only part of her that was still numb. Except for several of her toes.

Katara's eyes widened in utter shock as she looked down at her foot, and saw the tip move back and forth when she moved her toes. She could feel her toes again, she could move them. Katara tried to hold back tears of joy as she grabbed at her leg and closed her eyes.

"Katara..." Katara's looked of relief paused as she stopped and looked over at Kanna who walked up to her.

"... It seems like, I finally understand you. After witnessing your capability to be ruthless, I believe you... I'm just, still processing everything that just happened. It's... It's a lot to take in..." Said Katara as Kanna nodded in understanding before walking over to her granddaughter.

"I saw your foot move, Katara. I assume that progress is going well?" Asked Kanna as Katara stared back at the old woman, not knowing what to say.

"If you want, I can assist in your healing..." Said Kanna with a hopeful smile, as her granddaughter seemed to consider it for a moment. Before turning back to her grandmother and nodding.

Later, Hama took shelter in her tent. She bent an orb of water over her arm. It glowed with it's trademark hum that meant it was healing her body. After everything that happened, Hama decided to get some alone time, and think about the events that just transpired. What was next for her? What will happen? Will the Avatar and the rest of the invasion leaders decide to kick her and her clan out, despite her original threat?

As Hama continued to focus on healing her arm with the orb of water, she heard the flaps to her tent move. As she looked up, she saw none other then Katara herself move into the tent. Still sitting on her toboggan as she made her way towards Hama. Hama looked away from Katara with a hateful expression on her face.

"Why are you here? Finally decided to finish the job?" Asked Hama, barely glancing at Katara. All the while, Katara kept a reserved look on her face as she took in a deep breath before speaking.

"After recent revelations, I have finally made up my mind on what I want... Peace."

"Peace?"

"Yes, I change my original plan. I will root out the violent clan leaders in the Water Tribe, they will die. There's no question about that. They must die in order for the Water Tribe's future to be free of violence and war. Next, is my father. Originally, I served my father. Believing he was nothing like the other leader, that he would've been a better ruler. But now I see that he is just as bad. He will die as well, I'll kill him myself if I have to." Stated Katara, as Hama's expression turned from one of hate, to a dark smile as she glanced back at Katara.

"Hmm... Interesting, establishing peace through the death of all who oppose you. I like it..." Said Hama with a smirk.

"After I take my place as Water Empress, I will end the one hundred year war. Once and for all. After that, after the world is finally at peace, there will no longer be a place for me in Water Empire politics... I can't lead a peaceful nation. I will leave that in the hands of Sokka." Stated Katara as Hama raised an eyebrow at her.

"What? Originally you said you were going to use that fool as a puppet, now your just going to let him take full control of the Water Tribes?" Asked Hama as Katara glanced at her and nodded her head.

"He is not like the other leaders, he is not like my father... He's not like me. He's grown far faster then any other member of the Water Tribe I've known. At first, I was just going to use his compassion to get the trust of the people, but now... I see that is what makes him better then me. After I accomplished my goal by killing the clan leaders, he will become the new leader of the Water Empire. With the Avatar on his side, true peace is guaranteed." Katara stated firmly as Hama finally fully turned to face her.

"Really? And why have you come to me to tell me this?" Asked Hama as Katara took another deep breath.

"Because you don't have a place in this new world..."

"What are you talking about?"

"I, Princess Katara, daughter of Water Emperor Hakoda and Kya, declare you a taboo-breaker. You will leave this camp before sunrise, and I never want to see your face ever again."

"What?! No! You have no authority to-"

"You broke my trust! And you seem to forget, I am still the Princess of the Water Empire! Goodbye, Hama." Said Katara as she turned her toboggan around and left Hama's tent.

A/N: Well, that took longer then I expected. If you already read the original chapter, you probably noticed that I took several scenes from the original chapter and put them in here. It was just meant to be a smooth transition, and still establish important plot points and tie up loose ends. As for the play, I had fun basically making fun portraying the puppets personalities and the reaction of the main cast. And, if you didn't get the joke behind Puppet Toph, she was basically supposed to have a hillbilly/redneck motif. Kind of like the accents of the Swampbenders. I also added the Zuko and Ozai scene because I feel like there was a bit of a missed opportunity in the original DR fanfic to flush out this version of Ozai. Especially his relationship with Zuko in this universe. That moment between the two is modeled after the scene in ATLA where Zuko reunites with Iroh and the two hug. This was still a pretty fun fanfic to write. A fanfic of a fanfic. Please comment and let me know what you think of it. Thanks a lot. Bye.

#atla #atla au #avatar the last airbender #avatar distorted reality #distorted reality #Aang #Azula #Katara #Sokka #original character #fanfiction #puppet master #parody #fanfic #Hama #Azulaang

[number1villainstan]

Hmm well how bout Nagant and Overhaul 😁

Unsure if this is for the duo meme or for the character meme that you reblogged from me--so I'll just do both! (Sorry it took so long, but to be fair, it is long.)

Duo meme:

(the 'swings a bat at the discourse' is primarily because i don't like sniperhaul, and some interpretations of sniperhaul that i've seen really rub me the wrong way)

Character Meme:

For one Tsutsumi Kaina (keep in mind, I haven't yet watched her anime episodes, just the first 8 manga chapters where she appears):

What I like about them: Interesting character, highly disillusioned, has blood on her hands and is struggling to know how to move forward after trauma. Her character/personality archetype is usually a man/male-dominated, so it's awesome to have Nagant there.

What I dislike about them: I read 8 chapters of the manga just for her, and it was 25% fanservice, 50% making Deku look good (obligatory fuck Deku), and only 25% character exploration/backstory. Also she gets sucked into the Mary Sue "Deku is so cool!!!" vortex.

Favorite moment: When Chisaki is saying stuff about how he just wants to go apologize to Pops, and she's looking at him and you can just *see* that she's in the same sort of pain even if it isn't for the same sort of reasons.

Least favorite moment: Any time when she starts talking about how Deku is so cool/bright/whatever.

A situation with this character that I want to see explored more: One where she killed Deku, or her struggling to integrate into normal society, or her interacting with UA students that aren't Deku in all her cynical, disillusioned, ex-assassin political prisoner glory (especially Bakugo)--honestly just her in general.

An interesting AU for this character: One where she broke out of Tartarus way earlier and ended being taken in by (and falling in love with) one Bakugo Mitsuki and her eight-year-old son Katuski.

A crossover: Honestly? No idea. Maybe AtLA, since that's...kind of my go-to crossover.

OTP (or OT3+ etc…. just… favourite ship): Bakugo Fucking Mitsuki. Listen. Listen. You've got the older lesbian appeal AND you're pairing up a cynical low-energy character who's Seen Some Shit with a spunky, slightly maniacal high-energy character who's determined to take on the world and win, and they're both Just A Little Bit Fucked Up. What's not to love???

Other ships?: Not really. Mitsuki's the only romantic one.

BROTP: Probably with Chisaki. They've both Seen Some Shit, and Chisaki probably trusts her a lot more than he trusts most people given that she actually tried to help him out when he was at his weakest.

NOTP: I could say Sniperhaul, but I don't actually have that much of a reaction to it.

An assortment of headcanons!:

First up: poet Kaina. She was trained and used as a sniper; that means a lot of downtime, a lot of time to think. I like to think that she took some notebooks or loose paper and writing utensils with her and used that downtime to play with words and write some poetry. She doesn't really consider herself a poet, though, because in her mind she's never written Real Poetry. She's also never shown her work to others.

I also headcanon her as a lesbian, and as grayromantic and graysexual. She's had like four crushes in her entire life, including Mitsuki, who she met once when they were both in their twenties and at the behest of the HPSC Kaina served as a temporary model at the fashion company Mitsuki was working as a designer at. Unlike her other three crushes, Mitsuki actually liked her back. Unfortunately their little affair was short-lived, as Kaina moved on to other gigs (again, at the behest of the HPSC) and Mitsuki eventually moved on to marry Masura.

For Chisaki: I've already talked about him here, so I may be referring to that at points.

What I like about them: He's interesting and relatable to me, at least as a character. In the other ask meme I mention that I relate to him as someone who tends to unwittingly self-sabotage in the relationship/social realm. I also, in a sense, like how open and up-for-interpretation his character is, which means that I can take the minor scraps we get and run.

What I dislike about them: Probably that he's such a one-note villain. His character also has a lot of ableism tied into it; ex. he's clearly mentally ill, but it's used as part of Oh Look At How Scary And Weird He Is, and later he doesn't even get prosthetics or help outside of Nagant who also has her own shit to deal with and is not qualified when he gets his arms cut off and thrown into solitary for weeks if not months, and this is treated as--fine? Normal? Deserved? Fuck that noise.

Favorite moment: When he's lying maskless on that cot after the raid, hands bound, vulnerable and helpless and ready to die. Like yesss, torture the man who thought he was invincible!

Least favorite moment: I'm...not sure honestly. Maybe the part where he puts Pops in a coma--not because I necessarily dislike what it says about his character, but because it makes me want to cringe and bury my face in my hands and shout 'NO NO YOU'RE MAKING A MISTAKE!'

A situation with this character that I want to see explored more: GET THIS MAN SOME THERAPY AND SOME FRIENDS OUTSIDE THE YAKUZA PLEASE

An interesting AU for this character: ...so many. I have. So fucking many. But one in particular that stands out as close enough to canon but still interesting is one where the Tartarus breakout never happens, or they capture the LOV before it happens, and afterwards the HPSC ends up (under pressure from the public) creating a villain reform pilot program--only the HPSC doesn't want it to succeed, so they take the least sympathetic villains and set them up in situations where they're super likely to fail. Tomura's set up with Small Might, Dabi's sent to Endeavor (which prompts Fuyumi to finally move out and take Dabi with her), and Chisaki ends up with Aizawa. Aizawa's no longer parenting Eri by this point, since she has control over her Quirk, but Chisaki is still forced to interact with one of the heroes in the raid, as well as hero students and other heroes teaching at UA, without causing damage or getting himself sent back to Tartarus.

A crossover: With Inside Job. I want him to meet and accidentally bond with Reagan Ridley.

OTP (or OT3+ etc…. just… favourite ship): Chronohaul alllll the way, baby.

Other ships?: Overzawa is fun; I've played around with Fuyumi/Chisaki; and of course pairing him with a few of his Precepts always makes for a fun time. But often times I put him in a threesome with Chrono and someone else (Fuyumi, Aizawa, one of the Precepts, sometimes Dabi). Chisaki's versatile.

BROTP: I?? Do not know. Probably also Chronohaul again, or (specifically platonic this time) Fuyumi & Chisaki; I hc him as aro (and I am aro myself) and therefore it is strange and weird to necessarily sort out 'romantic' and platonic relationships with this guy.

NOTP: I once saw Overhaul and Deku being shipped. It haunts my nightmares.

An assortment of headcanons!: God, what headcanons do I have that I haven't already talked about, or that wouldn't double the length of this ask? I definitely hc that Kai was a weird kid as a teenager: not very popular, always studying. I like to think that he might have savant syndrome (otherwise Overhaul the Quirk would be unworkable, the way I have it set up) and somehow managed to test out of every single one of the local middle/high school's math classes, so he just...doesn't have to take math. He does really well in science and math classes as a teen, and studies anatomy and biochemistry on his own because he wants to be able to put back together someone he might have accidentally taken apart with Overhaul (he has Trauma(TM) surrounding that), but doesn't do so well when it comes to literature or history.

#anti deku #tsutsumi kaina #kaina tsutsumi #lady nagant #anti sniperhaul #chisaki kai #kai chisaki #bnha overhaul #mha overhaul #overhaul #bnha #mha #ask #long post

[collectingsparechangemadeeasy1]

Pokes u

So, for the SM! AU

U know I gotta ask abt my fellas, Emerald and Mercury uwu

(Also I’m curious as to what Cinder’s role in the story is if you’ve figured that out yet 👀)

SO! You wanna know about the terrible trio huh? Well ask and ye shall receive my dear!

But this is going to get long so I'll put it under the cut!

Emerald and Mercury's back stories aren't too different from canon. Emerald still grew up a thief on the streets, Mercury still lived with his abusive father and lost both his legs.

But in this AU they met each other before meeting Cinder. Mercury was fresh off killing his father in the house fire, and was half dead in the forest. Emerald found him and decided not to leave him for dead.

She stole a wheelbarrow from a random house and put him in it. Then she brought him to her hide out. Slowly, over the course of a few weeks, she helped nurse him back to health. His legs were no good, and would probably have to be amputated.

Eventually they decided to ditch their current abode and go on the run. They went from town to town, Mercury acting like a poor beggar child so Emerald could fleece people. It worked well for a year or two. But one day someone caught their act and decided to attack.

Emerald and Mercury were badly hurt and barely escaped with their lives. But they collapsed on the street leading out of town. Luckily, that's where Qrow found them.

He took them back to the farm, Oz and him healed their wounds and nursed them back to health. Oz got Mercury the amputations he needed and paid for the best prosthetics money could buy. The kids refused to just be handed stuff, so once they were well enough they got to work on the farm.

They prefer to live with Qrow in his shack, though once they move in he does some renovations and turns it into a cozy cabin for them all. The rest is really history. They decided to stay on the farm and live with Qrow. They're like siblings to Oscar, and don't let anyone mess with him.

~

As for Cinder? She's actually Emerald and Mercury's age in this au, so younger than in canon. Her back story is the same, an orphan sold to servitude to an awful woman who ran a very prestigious inn in Atlas.

One day a traveling mercenary came through, Rhodes. He was a kind man. Not nice. But kind. He liked the inn and stayed there often. Cinder thought he was amazing!

The same meeting happens. She takes his sword, and he catches her.

But unlike canon, they have a conversation. She tells him about her life, he tells her about his. And he gives her an offer. He'll leave this place and take her with him, if she agrees to be trained to fight by him. She'd have to obey his every command, never question him. A "I say jump you say how high" type deal.

She's been following orders all her life, but if it means she gets out of this place, and can take off the collar the Madam put on her...

They left that night and never looked back. Except to watch the fire Cinder had started on her way out.

They traveled together for years, training, fighting, taking jobs. They became a strange little family. It isn't perfect, but they're happy. :)

#Small Moments au #Small Moments info #Small Moments lore #emerald sustrai #mercury black #cinder fall #qrow branwen #mentions of child abuse #mentions of human trafficking #answered asks #friends asks

[cabbageslost]

Live Reacting Live Action AtLA - ep 1

Okay, fair warning to y'all, I'm not going to be worrying about keeping this a spoiler-free zone, so scroll on by if you're needing to keep it unsullied for you.

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That said, I actually kept myself awake to watch the first episode on Netflix when it drops. Watching now, and planning on writing down my (admittedly sleep-deprived) thoughts as it goes on. I'm heading into this pretending it's like a (high budget lol) "fanfic" with good special effects, so that I can allow myself to more easily move past any alterations. Let's goooo..

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Loving the intense music of the very first scene and... omg are those pigeon-rats? LOL

Okay, this earth-bending is already better than in the little teaser-clip where Zuko/Iroh fight the guards.

Oof, Sozin. Much wicked. Already hate him. Aang. So precious. Already love him.

The Air Temple. Oh my word, I love this. It's so alive. <3 I'm gonna have to take a moment before the "and then the fire nation attacked" bit.

Gyatso telling Aang "always remember who you are." Wonder if Zuko's mom will tell him the same later on like in the animated series.

Awww, we love an Appa-the-goodest-good-boy moment.

Wait, so they just like fire jet up there? To the temple that can only be reached by a flying mount? Lame. I was expecting maybe dragons (since the animated Aang didn't seem to think they were that uncommon), or some climb-y machine. Not a fan of the "firebending = jet propulsion for all" idea. Maybe it's just a comet thing.

Hold up, did he crispy up Gyatso? Gyatso who in the animated series was fairly un-singed and literally surrounded by fire soldiers? I'm not sure I like that either. (And my brain is blocking the obvious fact of all the tiny airbenders in the corner bc *sob*.. though that was a thing that was true from the first one too.)

Awww, baby waterbending! What was she in? Oooh, "whole village" is a bit bigger, and has a name too. I dig it.

Hmmm, no waterbending his iceberg up. Slight disappoint there. Maybe later? Wait, ask and ye shall receive. And the first Zuko scene.

"I hate this, bringing him back is unsafe and dumb." *tosses a fur on top to keep him warm* Very Sokka-ish.

You guys, you guys! We get to hear Katara's Gran Gran telling us the stories of when the fire nation attacked. If someone besides Katara had to deliver those lines, she'd be the next pick. I'm down.

"We're only friends with our own kind." Ah, a nice setup for what will be the stark contrast of the eventual Team Avatar having friends from all 4 nations. <3

Hmm, Iroh doesn't have Zuko drilling basic forms anymore. Instead he has "never been sharper." Clear that this version is leaning towards all things fire being strong. I wonder what it'll mean for his duel with Zhao though.. it was a nice reminder in the original to see how important the basics are vs flashy stuff.

Small moment of sadness for no penguin sledding moment. Ah well. Let's see the new Zuko/Sokka showdown. ;)

Larger moment of sadness for no absolute sass of "I bet I could take you with my hands tied behind my back" moment.

Okay, but Katara gets a bigger moment, so it helps a bit.

Southern Air Temple was quite rushed feeling. Maybe there's more in the next episode? And I hope they do also touch on Aang being excited to learn waterbending alongside Katara. That was important in the first one, I felt like.

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Overall, I think I'll enjoy this live-action. It's not going to replace the animation for sure, but I'm intrigued at least.

#atla

[fyhnhsiruiz]

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After, Rachel bought him, “Get me a espresso and once you do, go do some home window browsing in this article or something that is. I'll phone you again once we're performed communicating.” Rachel didn't come by itself. There was clearly a fine small mankind beside her who had been roughly about only 2 decades aged. Jordan gradually loosened his hold for the plan and reported, “I won't go back on my small term.” “This is Hailey.”

Jordan wished he can have Hailey, though the facts was that even Tyler possessed received romantic with Hailey well before, but Jordan never got the chance!

Victoria reported, “If Hailey Camden has angered you, you can easily rip inside the commitment and choose not to work along with the Camdens.”

Even so, as he listened to her say she will have food with Tyler just now, he still experienced rather awkward. “Mr. Steele… you're aching me,” Victoria reminded. Considering the fact that Jordan's ex-spouse got visit see him nowadays, Victoria naturally desired to know what they had described. Though Hailey was highly envious and resentful towards Victoria, she was now in the office with the company Victoria performed for. Hailey stated, “You're really awesome. Right here is the third one particular you've slept with when you acquired betrothed, right?” Sixty minutes in addition to a one half later, the 2 reached a relatively hidden streets about the city's outskirts, which had been clean and wide with a small number of persons.

Which has a level greater than 1.8 meters, he was suave and only as das.h.i.+ng since the trendiest little men famous people. Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios She didn't actually check with Tyler out for your supper, and she obtained merely declared that to Jordan because she wanted to spite him.

That has a length greater than 1.8 m, he was suave and as das.h.i.+ng because the trendiest young masculine super stars.

Jordan smiled. He could inform that in order to be a success, Victoria acquired relied almost entirely on her personal skills instead of her spouse and children, in which he surmised she must have endured numerous hards.h.i.+playstation. Absolutely sure adequate, Victoria's imagine was suitable.

As he sipped in the h2o, Jordan looked away from the home window. He idea, 'Hailey Camden ought to be going for a candlelit dinner time using that scoundrel Tyler Collins, huh? Might be I would get Pablo to destroy Tyler Collins' associate!'

Rachel needed her mobile phone out of her handbag and reported smugly, “Of class We have.”

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios Following a basic greeting, Hailey eventually left very quickly.

Victoria understood that Jordan had been a guy of his phrase who required his guarantees very really, that had been also one of many features she appreciated him for.

Certain adequate, Victoria's imagine was suitable. Immediately after joining the eating place, Jordan bought the signature dish, fowl noodles, as well as some other dishes. Then they proceeded to acquire sitting down. Victoria wanted to take the opportunity to get even closer to Jordan while he was being troubled with Hailey.

Victoria stated, “If Hailey Camden has angered you, you can easily rip the agreement and judge not to work with all the Camdens.” During their preceding meeting, Victoria brought Hailey a strict slap on the experience. “Mr. Steele, I simply accidentally overheard your discussion together. Well, you understand how significantly I enjoy meals, and I'm always intrigued when it comes to great eateries. Where's that cafe you people pointed out just now? Will you get me there?”

Hailey given back the greeting using a laugh, “h.e.l.lo, fine.”

#ull #the young visiters pdf

[jade-of-mourning]

i considered writing something actually interesting, then proceeded to write 5.4k leading into the most epic friendship of them all — momokamijirou :>

#lychee's word trash #i'm so sorry for everyone who got an email for this bullshit ahadgabshjk #in my defense i did mention that i wanted a momojirou wp au #it's fineeeeee this is fine i'll write tkwrite AND tdol AND drrf #what's drrf? time travel bitch #not the atla one though i'll get back to in a well eventually #the sun sets late in the summertime

[scvrllet]

DON’T YOU REMEMBER?

Not everything ever goes according to plan, Ranboo had to learn that the hard way

contains: mplication of death, in game AU, gender-neutral!reader, platonic pairing (582 words)

A c!Ranboo & Ghost!Reader Blurb

tags: @princekooks @lucy-malfoy07 @aphroditelymine @ameliedrawz @tsukilover11 @sweetblueparadisebabyg @skyisneverthelimit @water-vevo

It was a cloudy day in L'manberg, or at least, where L'Manberg once stood. Storm clouds hung over Ranboo's head and even though he knew he should probably start looking for shelter, there was someone else who he thought should know before it was too late.

Ranboo walked towards L'Manberg, curious as to who the ghastly figure standing by the crater was. They wore a similar outfit to that of his friend (Y/N) who he hadn't seen ever since Doomsday but it couldn't have been, could it?

As he neared the figure, he felt his breath hitch in the back of his throat. "(Y/N)?"

The figure turned around with a curious expression on their face as they tilted their head at the hybrid who could not find the words to say. It was them, it was really (Y/N). He was happy they were here still but at the same time, Ranboo knew it wasn't the same person he was friends with.

"That's me, and you are?"

Ranboo felt his heart drop to his stomach. They didn't remember him? "I'm Ranboo, your friend." He replied, hoping this was a simple joke.

The ghost went silent for a moment, thinking, trying to recall any familiarity with the name while Ranboo stood impatiently with knots in his stomach as he waited for their response.

"You were one of the first people to help me get settled down in L'Manberg when I arrived," Ranboo started, hoping this could somehow help jog their memory. "You were busy helping Niki at her bakery but you agreed to help me build my house after you were done. We ended up getting lost in the forest while getting wood and almost got attacked by a skeleton until Tommy came."

When silence was the response he received, Ranboo continued.

"When we went out looking for a pet you kept getting chased by a llama. It ended up following you for the entire trip and you eventually kept it as your pet, he's still here as well. I'm sure you remember the llama? We named him Atlas because you thought it was funny and fitting....Don't you remember?"

Again, silence.

The ghost seemed to be deep in thought and Ranboo hoped that it was enough to trigger your memory. Even a small memory would do, he just wanted for you to remember him. That was all he wanted but alas, not everything goes his ways.

"I'm sorry but I don't remember."

If it was possible, Ranboo felt his heart drop again. He ignored the burning pain on his cheeks as he looked at them. It hasn't even started raining.

"It's uh, it's about to rain. You should probably get inside somewhere." Ranboo said and the ghost nodded, stepping away from the edge of the crater and off to who knows where before turning back towards him.

"Shouldn't you find some shelter as well?" They asked and Ranboo forced a tight-lipped smile before replying,

"I'll be fine."

The ghost simply nodded before heading off, leaving Ranboo to stand alone by the place his home once stood.

Even if his home was no longer here, and most definitely wasn't going to be rebuilt again, he wouldn't have minded the loss of his home had it not meant he'd lose his best-friend as well.

'Why did I have to lose everything?' He thought to himself as the burning sensation of raindrops on his skin pierced his skin. ‘Why is it always me?’

#ranboo #ranboo fanfic #ranboo fic #ranboo imagine #ranboo oneshot #ranboo drabble #ranboo blurb #ranboo x reader #ranboo x you #ranboo x y/n #c!ranboo #c!ranboo x reader #character!ranboo #character!ranboo x reader #dsmp oneshot #dsmp fic #dsmp x reader #dsmp x you #dsmp x y/n #mcyt oneshot #mcyt fic #mcyt x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n

[peachcitt]

20 questions: writer's edition

@carpisuns tagged me in this a while ago and i kept on meaning to do it and then i didn't but now i am!! so!! there!!

1. how many works do you have on AO3?

62

2. what’s your total AO3 word count?

607,518 (jesus christ)

3. how many fandoms have you written for and what are they?

11!

miraculous ladybug, percy jackson, yuri on ice, the magnus archives, avatar the last airbender, banana fish, supernatural, hannibal, tales of arcadia, v*ltron, lady audley's secret

the rest is under the cut<3

4. what are your top five fics by kudos?

1. friendship bracelets (atla; zukka)

2. bloodsucker (atla; zukka)

3. messy advances (atla; zukka)

4. chat noir's white french man hit list for feminist purposes (ml; adrinette)

5. about emma martin (atla; adrinette)

5. do you respond to comments, why or why not?

i used to be so good at it!!! i really want to and eventually i will!!! but i got behind a while ago (maybe right after i finished bt to be quite honest) and now my ao3 in box is. it's quite unruly. but i'll answer all of them eventually it'll just take a while :")

6. what’s the fic you’ve written with the angstiest ending?

it may be a tie between in the same sun (ml; adrinette) and bread and oranges (ml: emilie/nathalie)? i normally go for tidy, wrapped up fluffy endings because that's what i like to see, but these are the two fics that i just let myself. not wrap up? like. they end, but there's no ending and that's on purpose, and they could be hopeful but they could also be very sad. and maybe that's angst

7. what’s the fic you’ve written with the happiest ending?

oh god i don't know. you could honestly take your pick from the majority of my one shots and 'happiest' is of course subjective but i'll go with: lucky to be yours (ml; adrinette), the shades of reassimilation (pjo; solangelo), and doomed from the start (tma; jonmartin)

8. do you write crossovers? If yes, what’s the craziest thing you’ve written?

not usually. a ml x undertale au.

9. have you ever received hate on a fic?

not really? i mean ive gotten annoying stuff like people giving me criticisms i didn't ask for or people saying "i normally don't like stuff like x and it's still weird but congrats for pulling it off!" but not hate which is pretty cool

10. do you write smut? If so what kind?

well . not . hm. i'll just say no here :)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

not that i know of!

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

a while ago someone asked if they could translate bone tea in russian i think and i said yes but i never heard from them again. so who knows!

13. have you ever co-written a fic?

no but i think it could be fun with the right person

14. what’s your all time favorite ship?

i think this is self explanatory from the Everything About Me but lovesquare. also percabeth<3

15. what’s a WIP you want to finish but don’t think you ever will?

no one be mad but i have 2 pjo fics on wattpad that i don't know if i'll ever get back to. also the ml x undertale crossover. i never say never though so who knows

16. what’s your writing strengths?

one time maryssa said i write very nostalgic and i have since taken that to my head. i think if im in the right headspace i can do dialogue very well too

17. what’s your writing weaknesses?

i don't really like describing environments unless i think it's A Metaphor which means that most of the time my works take place in the bare abstract of places to someone who doesn't share the same brain as me. also: kisses. every time i write them i feel like im being very cliché and therefore try my best to write them as little as possible

18. what are your thoughts on writing dialogue in other languages in fic?

i don't really do it unless it's a specific term of endearment (ex. alya calling marinette mignonette which is a personal favorite of mine/the obligatory lovesquare chaton/ adrinette calling each other ma moité in bt) or a little signifier to show a character is speaking a language other than the main language of the fic (eiji saying moshi moshi in hes&osm) because i don't know other languages and therefore am terrified of sounding stupid in another language. also when fics write in prolonged periods of language-other-than-english for seemingly no reason it really breaks my immersion so i try not to do that

19. what was the first fandom you wrote for?

percy jackson. unless you count the harry potter au i wrote when i was 7

20. what’s your favorite fic you’ve written?

i have so many it's ridiculous. can you tell i hate making choices. here are some of my favorites: bone tea (ml; adrinette), happy endings, the sun, and other steps to madness (bf; asheiji), doomed from the start (tma; jonmartin), those benevolent stars (ml; ladrien), double dare (ml; ladrien), chat's hit list (ml; adrinette), guessing game (ml; ladynoir), a hypothesis, an experiment, and a coincidence (ml; adrinette), and her golden ghost (ml; adrinette)

thank you so much for tag maryssa!! and i tag anybody who read through this entire thing and would like to do it!! go ahead and say i tagged you i don't mind<3<3

#tag game #fic talk #i hate making choices so much wjbkjbgkfdljkghkj #it's even worse because im the type of person that takes 'write what you want to read' to heart so i reread a lot of my fics #which means that i like them all for their own reasons. all 62 of them<3 #also sorry im just now doing this. i didn't mean to push it off for so long this is so embarrassing #i literally sat down to do this before doing homework. i feel so ridiculous i have so many things to do but here i am and you know what? #maybe i deserve it. maybe that's okay

[krastbannert]

And one more for the ultimate ship meme. Zutara.

Ah, Zutara.

Just kidding - sorry, I couldn't resist. It's my responsibility as a Maiko shipper to regard your heathen lovely ship as my arch-enemy.

(Okay to those people reading this who ship Zutara, and don't know me: I actually am joking. Just having a little fun.)

General:

Rate the Ship - Awful | Ew | No pics pls | I’m not comfortable | Alright | I like it! | Got Pics? | Let’s do it! (I actually do like it; I'll admit that sometimes I get tired of seeing constant ZK content, and I'm much pickier about ZK fics in general, but I like the ship) | Why is this not getting more attention?! | The OTP to rule all other OTPs

How long will they last? - So, the way I normally think about Zutara, it happens in one of two ways: a hard and fast burn with a less-than-stellar ending (I think them being exes-turned-best friends is hilarious), or they get together when they're older, after Aang and Mai are gone, and live out their golden years together. So, in canon, it's either a few months, or in the years until their death. I could see them working well together fairly well in an alternate universe, though. (The other sections of this ask assumes this AU version because fuck it, I can).

How quickly did/will they fall in love? - It took them a hot minute to get there; years post-war. I figure maybe in their early-to-mid 20s. They were best friends for years before that.

How was their first kiss? - Probably frustrated, mostly with each other. They're each dancing around their feelings and one of them just says "fuck it" and plants it on the other.

Wedding:

Who proposed? - Zuko would, eventually. He'd definitely give Katara a beautiful betrothal necklace, and make a lovely proposal under the Southern Lights, or maybe in the Crystal catacombs (first place they saw the good in each other).

Who is the best man/men? - Same answer as I did previously: Sokka, and Aang would be one but he's helping Zuko's former crewman Koji officiate.

Who is the braid’s maid(s)? - Probably Toph, Suki, and Mai (yes, I know this might sound strange, but think about it: Katara and Mai being best friends? Hilarious.)

Who did the most planning? - Probably Katara, she seems like the type to get really into it.

Who stressed the most? - Zuko. He knows that Katara loves him.

How fancy was the ceremony? - Same answer as my Maiko one: I figure they'd have 2, 1 public and 1 private. Back of a pickup truck | 2 | 3 (their friends, Hakoda & Ursa (are they dating? Maybe), Iroh, Gran-Gran & Pakku, and Zuko's old crew) | 4 | Normal Church Wedding | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Kate and William wish they were this big (they're royalty; huge wedding is required)

Who was specifically not invited to the wedding? - Um. Well. Ozai is pretty obvious. Other than that...I really can't think of anyone. Jet, maybe, if Katara and he never make up post-war (although I like to think they would, eventually).

Sex:

Who is on top? - Katara's often on top.

Who is the one to instigate things? - Hmm I feel like it would be Zuko. He can't resist; Katara's just beautiful.

How healthy is their sex life? - Barely touch themselves let alone each other | 2 | 3 | 4 | Once a couple weeks, nothing overboard | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They are humping each other on the couch right now

How kinky are they? - Straight missionary with the lights off | 2 | 3 | 4 | Might try some butt stuff and toys | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 (they like to change things up a lot, keep it fresh, and with two benders...well, they have to put their abilities to use, you know?) | Don’t go into the sex dungeon without a horse’s head

How long do they normally last? - For some reason I get the feeling they'd do a lot of quickies, so that's the norm, but when they want to go all night? They really do go all night.

Do they make sure each person gets an equal amount of orgasms? - Okay, I feel like the answer for all the ATLA guys is the same: yes, they damn well do.

How rough are they in bed? - Softer than a butterfly on the back of a bunny | 2 | 3 | 4 | The bed’s shaking and squeaking every time | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | Their dirty talk is so vulgar it’d make Dwayne Johnson blush. Also, the wall’s so weak it could collapse the next time they do it.

How much cuddling/snuggling do they do? - No touching after sex | 2 | 3 | 4 | A little spooning at night, or on the couch, but not in public | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | They snuggle and kiss more often than a teen couple on their fifth date to a pillow factory.

Children:

How many children will they have naturally? - I feel like they would have at least two (Izumi, because of course, and I like the common headcanon of Kya being one), and I could see them having 1 more.

How many children will they adopt? - I could maybe see them adopting a kid in a modern AU, but in the canon timeframe I don't think they adopt any.

Who gets stuck with the most diapers? - Zuko might be the Fire Lord, but the wife is still the boss. Zuko's busy but Katara makes sure he does his fair share. (He wants to do his fair share, he just gets lost in the work sometimes.)

Who is the stricter parent? - I feel like Katara would be, publicly, even Zuko's actually the strict one. Katara doesn't mind the kids getting into a little trouble, she just wants them to be safe.

Who stops the kid(s) from doing dangerous stunts after school? - Katara. Zuko's getting in trouble with them because he's doing them, too.

Who remembers to pack the lunch(es)? - Servants do it. Modern AU is probably Katara who does it more often; she's a night owl so she's up, anyways. Zuko does it, too, though, he just has to beat Katara there.

Who is the more loved parent? - Honestly, it's about equal. Katara and Zuko are amazing parents, and their kids know it.

Who is more likely to attend the PTA meetings? - Uh both, honestly.

Who cried the most at graduation? - No matter who you pair him with, it's gonna be Zuko, I swear. He can pretend to be a bad boy all he wants, but he's a softie. (Katara totally cried, too.)

Who is more likely to bail the child(ren) out of trouble with the law? - Zuko's the one who got them into trouble. They don't get caught when it's Katara leading them.

Cooking:

Who does the most cooking? - Probably Katara; she teaches Zuko a lot, but he just can't get Water Tribe food right (he inevitably adds spice to it), and Katara loves her WT food.

Who is the most picky in their food choice? - Katara because she can't quite handle Fire Nation spice. She doesn't mind low-to-medium levels, but Zuko likes the spicy stuff and Katara thinks he's out of his mind. (Azula agrees.)

Who does the grocery shopping? - Well, servants do it in-universe, but in a Modern AU it's probably Katara, and she brings Zuko out whenever she can.

How often do they bake desserts? - Katara has a sweet tooth, especially when pregnant.

Are they more of a meat lover or a salad eater? - Zuko is all about the meat (Sokka really approves of this), and Katara likes salads as a side, but she loves meat, too.

Who is more likely to surprise the other(s) with an anniversary dinner? - Zuko, probably, since he's a sweetheart.

Who is more likely to suggest going out? - Katara. She's not very familiar with the Fire Nation, especially at first, so she really enjoys going out and walking around.

Who is more likely to burn the house down accidentally while cooking? - Considering Katara is a waterbender and can pull water from almost anywhere, it ain't gonna be her. So, Zuko.

Chores:

Who cleans the room? - Servants, most likely, but they both clean when they can.

Who is really against chores? - They're both just kinda used to it, so they don't mind too much.

Who cleans up after the pets? - Servants, probably.

Who is more likely to sweep everything under the rug? - Between them, probably Zuko.

Who stresses the most when guests are coming over? - Katara; she wants to make sure everyone's taken care of. (Zuko's almost as stressed because he's an awkward potato.)

Who found a dollar between the couch cushions while cleaning? - Katara. She invested it. Made an absolute shitload of money. Now she's in charge.

Misc:

Who takes the longer showers/baths? - Hmm I figure it's probably Katara. She likes the water.

Who takes the dog out for a walk? - Katara, same reason as in "more likely to suggest going out".

How often do they decorate the room/house for the holidays? - Katara loves decorating, and she never got much of a chance to as a kid - life was always about survival in her tribe - so she decorates for every single holiday, Water Tribe and Fire Nation.

What are their goals for the relationship? - Grow old. Be happy. The usual.

Who is most likely to sleep till noon? - Katara, the resident night owl.

Who plays the most pranks? - Hmm between them, I get the feeling it would be Zuko.

#krast answers asks #@thesavagedaughter0627 #zuko #katara #zutara #(damn i haven't used that tag in a LONG time) #no seriously i don't remember the last time i used it - i've used it before but i have no idea when #sorry if any of these seem off - never thought much about the zutara dynamic before so #atla

[nexyra]

RWBY Analysis - Ozpin & Ruby, on the concept of leadership

In her song "Burned out", Dodie sings of her fans, how they look up to her and how uneasy that realization made her. For everyone is at the end of the day just as human as their neighbour; and having the hopes and expectations of others put upon you when you're just as lost as them can be a frightening thing. And this... made me think of Ruby & Ozpin.

On the subject of leadership, Ozpin tells Ruby the following : “Being a team leader isn't just a title you carry into battle, but a badge you wear constantly. If you are not always performing at your absolute best, then what reason do you give others to follow you?”

While I love this quote, I also have to analyze the drawbacks of this mentality and how they align with both Ozpin and Ruby. At the time, Ruby is a newly appointed leader and unsure of this reality. Ozpin's counsel give her the confidence needed to step up as a leader and take her duties more seriously, which in return appeases Weiss' and make their team all the more balanced. It is, in that context, good advice. A good leader should strive to lead by example and work hard to be worthy of the respect others give them, both in and outside of battle.

However there is one aspect that I find much more complex and that is... what does it mean to "always perform at your absolute best" and to have others follow you ? Note the use of follow, people letting you lead alone as opposed to "standing by your side" or a similar expression. It showcases in my opinion one of the biggest problem of Ozpin's leadership, but one that I feel has been inadvertently repeated by Ruby's.

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To cultivate hope and lies

When it comes to Ozpin's lies, I am of the firm belief that he had good intentions. Soo if you think he's the scorn of this earth, this might be a good time to tap out :D Now, this said I have a lot to say on the subject but I'll keep this short to stay on track (& make another unrelated post to develop my thoughts.)

In my opinion, at the core of his lies stand different beliefs. And on the subject of leadership, I think one stands out in particular and aligns with the advice he gave Ruby : the need to perform at your best to give others a reason to follow you.

Ozpin is the reincarnation of a centuries-old wizard and the headmaster of a school : what is one aspect almost every character agrees on upon meeting him ? "Oh, he's wise. He's knowledgeable. He has the answers. He has his shit together. He can tell us what to do."

Inherently, Ozpin's existence inspires respect and reassure. Just like to a child, a parent is all-knowing and unbreakable, Ozpin's status automatically give others the assumption that he knows what he's doing. And this, in my opinion, is one of the core problems of his leadership.

May it be with his inner circle, with RWBY, with ANYONE really; as soon as Ozpin reveals himself there are unspoken expectations that will chain him. He has the knowledge, he was here when it all began, he's the one calling the shots so he HAS to know exactly what to do. In that situation, breaking down and revealing to everyone how lost Ozpin is, how out of his depth... is unconceivable. And this is where Ozpin's conception of leadership becomes a problem as well. If you always perform "at your best" then you keep your doubts to yourself, you hide your sorrows and you put on a brave face. There are expectations in place that Ozpin wants (needs even) to meet. And thus the hopes of others and Ozpin's desire to fulfill them feed one another, as a perfect recipe for disaster. Because the more time Ozpin spends acting as if everything is under control, the more the expectations pile up... And coming clean about his humanity, the fact that he's just as powerless as the rest of them, becomes impossible.

And in that sense, breaking down the pedestal Ozpin had been put on was probably one of the best thing to do for his own mental health (though the method lacked a bit of compassion in my opinion xD)

The other part that somehow causes problem is how RELIANT on him his inner circle is. Despite their apparent friendship, Ozpin is the clear leader and as soon as he's out of comission, everything falls apart. Ironwood is the only one to call out Oz but in the end still wishes for the wizard to tell him what to do in period of stress. Qrow plays spy and takes order but doesn't seem really interested in stading at Ozpin's side as an equal. Glynda is stern but still defers to him etc...

All of them FOLLOW Ozpin but are just a few steps off from standing at his side. And this is something I see reflected in Ruby.

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Following optimism up until it fails you

In Vol6, as secrets and lies are brought to the light, the loss of Hope that Ozpin feared so deeply happens. Is it worth it ? What are we even going to do with an immortal foe ? Maybe we should just go home. In that situation, Ruby is the simple soul who manages to keep her optimism, stand tall and say "No. We are taking the lamp to Atlas." And from then on her position as a leader and a bacon of light is reaffirmed. As Jaune put it in V4 "You gave us the courage to follow you."

Now is that, in itself, a problem ? Of course not. In fact I loved seeing Ruby come into herself and take the lead in Vol6. The problem in truth comes after, from the ramifications. From Vol6 onward, Ozpin has essentially been rid of his leader position and Ruby inherited it. And on a surface level sure, they are pretty different. Ruby is certainly closer to her partners : they're a family and they care about each other.

However, she is still clearly put at the lead. The others relied on Ruby's optimism and resilience to get to Atlas, and continue to do so. Setting foot in Ironwood's office, Blake tells Ruby "We'll follow your lead". They trust her, and whatever Ruby does... goes. They lie to Ironwood and Yang expresses some hesitations but eventually rally to Ruby's decision. And I emphasize this again : it is Ruby's decision. They did not pre-emptively discuss this as a group and then let Ruby be the spoke-person. Yang herself in Vol8 criticizes not their actions but Ruby's choices. Ruby calls the shots, Ruby is responsible for what happens, Ruby is their beacon of hope... Ruby is the new Ozpin.

Ruby has to be optimistic, and make the decisions and take risks because she's the leader. When Ruby leaves the room to break down, conversation & strategy stalls : the others don't take the lead. When things go south, it's Ruby's choices that led them here. Ever since Ruby has left Beacon, the only person who consistently encouraged Ruby to express the BAD, to share the negative has been Oscar. Even her silver eyes ask her to focus on only the happy memories to go off without a hitch ! The others comfort, they smile, they trust, they love even. But they don't want depressed Ruby finally grieving, they don't want honest "I don't know what to do" : they try to bring back confident and optimistic "we're gonna try" Ruby Rose. They want their earnest and happy but ultimately perfect leader that gives them reason to follow. In the end, even if they deeply care for her and have no shortage of warm coated reassurances for the teen, they still chain her down with their expectations. Ruby is NOT built for this. And I don't even say that in the "why is a kid calling the shots" sense, but "why is a kid put in a position where she's RESPONSIBLE for calling the shots ?"

Ruby is the youngest of the group apart from Oscar. The others should not rely on her this much to function. Blake telling Ruby that she looks up to her and that they'll follow her lead is admittedly sweet, but still builds up the pressure weighing her down. Blake calling out for Ruby's help when the teen has just been crashed to the ground by the Hound isn't even sweet anymore. They're all supposed to be equals. Blake is just as capable as Ruby. Calling out to your mind-controlled friend to bring them back from the edge is good. Calling out to your 17-old sister who's been beaten up because you need her to fight isn't.

They need to recognize that Ruby should not hold up the place alone. Because yes, they love her. But at the end of the day, Ruby is still the one bearing the weight of their decisions... Alone, even surrounded.

✦ ✦ BURNED OUT - DODIE ✦ ✦

He was certain; So was I There was comfort in her sighs

Dreams and ideas should not be the same thing You waited, smiling for this?

Oh, she'd want it, if she knew She could take it, I thought too Be careful, be cautious but you just wished harder You waited, smiling for this?

"But they love you!" Over and over, "they love you!" Thousands and thousands of eyes just like mine Aching to find who they are

"Oh, they love you!" Oh, you can feel how they love you ! Coated and warm but that's all they can do Words only get through if they're sharp

Oh, how fitting For one so fake Make me a fairy Whatever it takes

And just like a tale my dream was a scam You waited, smiling for this?

I am burnt out I smell of smoke It seeps through her cracks and so I start to choke Sentences sit in her mouth that are templated You waited, smiling for this?

Oh, maybe I'll talk about it... (maybe I'll talk about it) I can just talk about it... (I can just talk about it) I'll never talk about it... (I'll never talk about it) No, I cannot talk about it...

Don't build hope on something broken I am not cartoon. Cry for help, I am not joking I might just leave soon

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