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Ty Lee 2/?

In what other types of clothes would you like to see Ty Lee? Comment Please!

Very soon a Mai design.

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brought to you by me realizing that Jet meeting the Blue Spirit in book 2 before he meets Li is feasibly canon compliant....

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He was her first kiss

@jetara-week-2025, day 2 – Memories

The lineart version is below

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do you think any of the air nomads had complex thoughts or resentments about most of them not being raised by their parents? do you think aang did? (i know quite a bit about adoptees and i know most adoptees have complex thoughts about it once they come out of what they call ‘the adoptee fog’.) do you think it causes any insecurities for them, like abandonment issues or such? i don’t know if you have any thoughts on it, but i was curious on what you think!

ummmm…. so you know how like…. social structures such as the nuclear family model are not ontologically necessitated and adoptees being raised in a culture that reifies the importance of biological parentage are likely to feel an emotional disconnect but if you were raised in a culture that prioritizes communal living and de-emphasizes the supposed sanctity of a direct genetic lineage you are probably far less likely to feel alienated from your community because everyone else also shares your experience…… yeah so it’s probably kind of something like that…..

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Zukka little comic, short of, that nobody asked for but is here anyway? Thanks to the thread that I don't even know when it started, I literally found a screenshot on Pinterest and decided to draw it out. But shout out to @your-royal-momoness for starting the thread, I hope this is close to what you had pictured

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azula's cold read on sokka during the day of black sun raises questions. she figured out that he's the strategic one, that's easy, he just figured out her game and the two twelve year olds listen to him right in front of azula. but how she locks onto sokka's guilt complex of people he loves getting hurt and that somehow being his fault, even when it's not? because he feels like he failed to protect them? which WE see in the swamp and the serpent's pass, but which azula has no established reason to even know exists? QUESTIONS.

MAYBE azula learned about it from suki, like she implies happened (she certainly learned sokka's name somehow), but azula was already lying about suki giving up on sokka, and I doubt suki would blab anyway. azula is twisting suki's strength of character into this vulnerable, weak little thing that she broke, which sokka is prone to believing out of his own fear and anticipated grief, but which isn't reflective of reality. no way was it suki. we all know she gave that girl a run for her money.

so, not suki. but then how did azula get sokka so spot on?

answer the first, from the fortune teller: sokka's life is one of pain and misery, most of it self-inflicted. it's written all over his face.

answer the second: azula is a people person.

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i'm in the penultimate year of degree and my future's very dark.

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The thing I think that gets most mischaracterised about Azula in fandom is the fact that Azula, canonically, is really silly and thinks she's the funniest person in the world in the most earnest way possible.

Like sure, you have a different take on how Azula's mental illness manifests? That's fair, we don't have a lot of info on it or her psyche (within the show), you have a different take on how many friends she had and how much they liked/feared her? Alright, that's environmental and isn't even necessarily up to her. But if your Azula isn't cracking jokes and then laughing at them, that's not Azula. That's someone else.

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Just made myself so so sad thinking about Aang's marble trick because from a physics perspective, keeping dense spherical objects afloat on an airstream is not trivial, and he's doing it in a tiny little space without moving his hands. Bending is usually very gestural. So. Everyone in the era of the show is, at best, impressed THAT it is airbending. But Aang's an incredibly young master airbender. He wouldn't be acting like this was the bestest trick ever if it didn't take at least some skill; he's a goofy kid but he's also a prodigy. I bet other airbenders were absolutely blown away (pun fully intended) at the level of precision and force and minimalism of movement on display and now there's no one who understands at all why he expects accolades.

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The non-doomed siblings of ATLA🌊🐻‍❄️🌙

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and with this out of my system, it's time to focus on actual art

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I love the first season of atla

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sibling time

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almost broke my back making this but never posted it on tumblr. god, i hate my twitter phase.

BTW, I started commissions 😀

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Two Siblings In A Room Talking About How Much Their Dad Sucks

a.k.a a non-comics compliant ficlet about Zuko and an in-therapy Azula talking about their dad. This ended up being weird angsty sibling fluff instead of a crackfic about how stupid Ozai is. G. ~1000 words.

“Did you know that Father could have won the war?”

Azula cracked an eye open, lazily. Sunlight streamed in through the narrow windows. It had caught Zuko’s good eye – Zuko was turned so that she couldn’t see his scar and he looked…

“Oh, Zuko, it’s so strange how your mind works,” she said, cutting off her own train of thought. “What prompted this?”

“I was reorganizing the Navy, and I had to read up on our old battle plans,” Zuko replied, turning to face her. “Did you know that we had a plan to invade Ba Sing Se?”

“I did,” Azula said, inspecting her nails. "More than one, in fact."

“A good plan? A plan that would have worked? A plan that wasn't a giant drill?”

Azula mm-hm’ed, trying to speed Zuko along.

“As soon as Omashu fell, we had our supply lines. Farms, water, land, even quarries. Uncle Iroh would have taken Ba Sing Se if cousin Lu Ten hadn’t died, you know that. And if he could have done it with just what we had at the time, Father could have done it any time he wanted.”

Zuko was picking up steam. Azula was mildly entertained.

“I never even thought about how stupid the drill was. A huge offensive… relying on an untested piece of technology that cost more than half our fleet. If I did that, my advisors would skin me alive!”

“If that happens, can I book tickets in advance?” Azula asked, smirking in the face of Zuko’s fuming.

“It’s not a joke!” Zuko snapped, getting up in one violent motion. He paced around the small sitting area. “I spent sixteen years terrified of him, hating him, wanting him to love and accept me, and…”

Zuko let himself drop down on the rug, burying his face in his hands.

Azula observed, uncaring.

They sat in silence for a while.

“It was better when he was this… invincible monster,” Zuko finally said, gesturing vaguely with his arms.

“Yes, I imagine it was. Better than getting half your face burned off by an idiot who doesn’t even know how to read,” Azula shrugged.

Zuko’s incredulous look was an entirely predictable reaction. “I’m pretty sure he knows how to read.”

“I’m not.”

“Azula, come on. Father reads.”

“Are you sure? Can you remember one time he read something, or wrote something, instead of having it read to him or dictating?” Azula paused to let Zuko think. By the blank look on her brother’s face, Azula decided that no answer was forthcoming. “See? Father doesn’t know how to read.”

Zuko gaped. Azula raised an eyebrow, radiating smug superiority.

“Wait,” Zuko said, pointing a finger. “At his coronation, he read the Greeting to Agni!”

“Memorized it,” Azula waved it off. “And he made a mistake. He said Agni’s radiance instead of Agni’s light.”

“Why would he replace an easier word with a harder one?” Zuko asked. There was just the slightest smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Wouldn’t it make more sense the other way around?”

“Easy. Bigger words are better, if you’re an idiot who can’t read and doesn’t want all the nobles and the ministers and the sages to know about it.”

Zuko snorted, toppling over to lay on his back. “I thought he didn’t read my letters because I was a failure, but now it turns out he just couldn’t.”

“No, he had those read out for the court to laugh at,” Azula said, her face serious. “’I remain your dutiful son’ always got big laugh.”

“I bet it did.”

They sat in silence for a while. The beam of sunlight dragged across the floor.

“Do you ever think about him?” Zuko said, staring at the ceiling.

“No,” Azula said, staring at Zuko because she wasn’t a coward.

“Never?”

“No,” Azula said, rolling her eyes. “I already had one mental breakdown. I’m not going to have another one just so you can have company on your little pity-me-my-dad’s-terrible trip.”

Zuko didn’t say anything. He just turned his head so that his scarred eye was looking at Azula.

Azula sighed.

“Look, do you want to know what’s going on in dear old Daddy’s head right now?” At Zuko’s nod-shrug, she continued. “He’s written the both of us off as losses. Oh, if I break out of here and go release him, he’ll take me back – just like he took you back after Ba Sing Se – but until then, I’m crazy and you’re a traitor.

“That leaves him in his cell, and without his bending. By now, he’s probably convinced himself that either his bending will return on its own and he’ll conquer the world again, or his loyalists, his good friends from court, will depose you and probably capture the Avatar to boot. Then they’ll force the Avatar to give him back his Firebending, and Father will reign supreme forever.

“Neither of the two options is going to happen. Even if his Firebending comes back naturally, the Avatar will just defeat him again – hopefully before he makes your eyes match. And his loyalists? He probably doesn’t have any. And if he does, they’re as incompetent as he is. You’re right, Father’s an idiot. He alienated half his court with his insane schemes and promoting crackpots like Qin. The other half he terrified or bribed into submission. I wouldn’t be surprised if even his actual supporters, the few that there are, are happier with you in power.”

Zuko was looking at her with undisguised interest. “So, what’s your point?”

“My point, little Zuzu, is that there’s no need to worry about him anymore,” Azula said, laying down on her bed. “It’s over. He’s not coming back, idiot or not.”

“Huh,” Zuko said. “That’s like a proverb, except it makes sense.”

Azula huffed, caught by surprise. “Dum-dum.”

“… what if I captured Aang and took him to Father? Do you think he’d let me be the prince again?”

“Try it,” Azula shrugged. “But I definitely want tickets.”

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my beautiful princess with a disorder<3