Who do you think is the Yin and Yang of atla? (in ur opinion) I think it’s Aang and Zuko and I’d love to hear ur thoughts
i think you’re completely right tbh. i’m sure there are other relationships in the show that could also be considered yin and yang but cmon… no one else quite fits the definition like aang and zuko
they are each other’s exact character foils. they understand each other in a way no one else does. and they are constantly, from the very beginning, “pushing and pulling” simultaneously with one another. initially, their relationship may seem like two opposite forces battling against each other, trying to achieve very different goals (aang escaping zuko’s attempts to capture him). but it becomes clear their their stories have always been a complementary, cohesive, and interconnected set. and it’s revealed so beautifully in “the storm” with iroh telling the crew that the avatar gives zuko hope and it then cutting to katara telling aang that he gives people hope. they are influencing each otherrrrrr
and then in “the awakening” when aang voices that he wants his honor back, a direct parallel to zuko who’s been chasing for that exact thing and now has his honor ‘back’. HELLO??? their stories are so beautifully intertwined
it’s even in their bending art forms and styles. yin (darkness—NOT EVIL) is considered passive and soft whereas yang is more brunt and active. when zuko teaches aang firebending, he has to bring aang completely out of his comfort zone, encouraging him to embrace another side of himself that he had previously misinterpreted as a bad thing (his ability to firebend after hurting katara). aka BALANCE and ACCEPTANCE and DUALITY. the entire sequence of them learning the dragon dance and performing it with the dragons just spoke so much as to how they are two parts of the same whole. they are ONE. they are in SYNC despite their differences. they are constantly PULLING and PUSHING each other into their destinies. I COULD SCREAAMMMM
i love them together so much. i get people often use their ship as the show’s representation of yin and yang but im so sorry. it’s zuko and aang 100%. they are the yin to the other’s yang. the light to the other’s dark. they are two parts of the same whole and together they are balanced. ofc they became world leaders together. i could just die about them
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same universe as this post. you don't have to read it beforehand, but it helps 🤭
even when yuuji's much older and has his own room, he's still woken up by sukuna's old man noises™ in the bathroom at 7am.
the poor, almost adult just wants to sleep in for a little longer and rest his weary bones, but sukuna's snorting and coughing and hacking his life out in the bathroom down the hall.
yuuji doesn't know how you do it, to be honest. between the snoring and old man-isms, the way he seems to have a permanent frown on his face. you've been by his uncle's side for as long as he can remember, acting as a mother figure to yuuji. always patient and caring, standing your ground against sukuna who can be bull-headed sometimes (a lot of times), and ultimately doing everything you can for the little family they've created.
he truthfully doesn't remember life without you, and quite frankly, he doesn't want to remember. ever since he was a toddler, you were his sun, yuuji your sunflower, absorbing your warmth and love.
you stayed by their side throughout everything; the ups, the downs, the twisty turvies. never once have you tried to replace his biological mum or even referred to yourself as his mother. but yuuji sees the way your eyes shine with pride and joy when looking at him.
he can see it in your face now as he walks into the kitchen, yawning. you notice him immediately while plating up everyone’s breakfast and attempting to escape sukuna's embrace, who's clinging onto your back like the leech he is.
“dammit woman, just let me hold you,” he growls, tightening him arms around you and kissing up and down your neck.
“sukuna,” you gasp, “not in front of yuuji!”
the giant of a man slowly lifts his face up from your neck and turns to side-eye yuuji. he lets go of you and sighs, grabbing the plates you’ve prepared, setting them on the table.
“mornin’ brat, sleep well?” he asks yuuji.
“not with all your snoring, he didn’t.” yuuji laughs at your response.
“i don’t snore woman.”
you and yuuji share a look, completely in disbelief at the man’s denial. he’s woken himself up with how loud he is, many, many times. neither of you can believe he has the audacity to stand there and lie with a straight face.
you both scoff and yuuji sits down at the table, in no mood to deal with his uncle’s nonsense this early in the morning. you move towards yuuji planting a soft kiss on his cheek and ruffling his hair.
“sorry he woke you up yuuji,” you say warmly, kissing him once more.
“if anything i should be apologising to you, you’re the one that has to put up with him for the rest of your life,” the boy responds, looking up at you solemnly, genuinely sorry for you.
“i can hear ya both,” sukuna rumbles, mouth full of egg. “anyways, finish eating and make sure you’re ready by 10”
yuuji turns to you in confusion, and sees your face light up, practically buzzing with excitement.
“where we going?” yuuji asks
you wrap your arms around him tighter and press his cheek onto yours. he basks in your affection and leans impossibly closer towards you.
“it’s a surprise,” you giggle.
yuuji’s face twists in confusion as he stares at the shiny, brand-new motorbike in front of him. it was beautiful, and he’s always dreamed of having that exact model, but he was confused at to why they were there at the dealership. is this some cruel joke? he looks at you though, and shakes the thought out of his head. you would never do that to him.
“you like it, yuuji,” you ask, a broad smile on your face, eyes shining with glee.
“s’ beautiful,” he nods in response.
his uncle pats his back and lifts his hand up, his own tattooed hand pressing something sharp and chunky into his palm. yuuji looks down and sees… keys?
“she’s all yours,” sukuna smirks, revelling in the disbelief on yuuji’s face. he seems to be frozen for a good 20 seconds, just processing what he’s heard. you and your husband share a smile. it suddenly hits yuuji that the motobike is all his, and his face splits into the widest grin.
“i love you both so much” he whispers, tearing up and throwing himself into sukuna’s arms and an arm around your neck.
the man steadies himself as you both tumble into him, heart suddenly panging at how big his nephew has gotten. it seemed like only yesterday when he was barely up to his shins, and now he was eye level?
sukuna hides his teary smile in yuuji’s hair, tightening one arm around you and softly rubbing his nephews back with his hand.
“yeah yeah, love ya too brat.”
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