theowriteswhatever

[theowriteswhatever]

This is fucking fucked up oh my god

They'll kill us all and nobody will speak.

I am scared to death.

I do not know if this is correct. It is a rumour.

But a scary one

Idk I'm just sharing how I feel

They are deleting Kashmir and kashmiris from the world.

This is india following exactly what Israel did with palestian.

What the fuck do you still need to reblog this?

[theowriteswhatever]

What is going on with the world??

[theowriteswhatever]

ok so this has been bothering me for like the longest time so sit down and please stop appropriating japanese culture. u may not realize ur doing it, so just take a second to listen. if any other japanese wanna add on to this post, feel free to do so. if u are not japanese, please do not try to defend ur ignorance or racism, rather listen and change ur behavior.

stop saying the word “jap” as a substitute for japanese. jap is a racial slur that was popularized in america after pearl harbor and all through the japanese internment. it’s not a shortened version of the word japanese like brits are to british. we are japanese, not japs.

acknowledge japanese imperialism. do not defend it. what the japanese did in ww2 was horrible, so make sure u know about it and use that knowledge to think critically about any japanese media u may consume.

stop japancore. japan is a country with a deep culture. my culture is not ur aesthetic.

on the same note of japancore, do not use shinto shrines as part of ur moodbaord. that is a religion still practiced to this day in japan. it’s not ur aesthetic. also realize that shintoism has been used as means to empower the emperor during japanese imperialism in ww2. they forced people into that religion and locked up those who didn’t comply. (it’s ok if u practice it ofc, just research and know what u are following)

again with moodboards, this is slightly more forgivable, but please don’t use japanese language for ur aesthetic. while i encourage anyone who wants to learn it to try and learn it, it’s not there for ur aesthetic. i can explain more on this if anyone would like, but i’ll just leave it at that for now.

do not self id as a weeb. being a weeb is incredibly harmful, as it dismisses many of the horrible things japan has done to asia. please read this post for more.

please do not support hetalia or aot. hetalia sort of glorifies japanese imperialism as well as nazism and makes it into this cutesy lil thing that makes u go “awww 🥰” at ww2. aot has antisemitic themes within it and again glorifies japanese imperialism.

if u are going thru with a name change, do not choose a japanese name that u found online after a google search. names in japan are more than just names, there’s a whole process that involves it that is dependent on ur time of birth as well as stroke count for the written name. additionally, it further appropriates the culture when a non japanese person uses a japanese name simply bc they found it cute. this also applies to online aliases. a name from ur own culture or language is good enough.

do not fetishize us. this goes for every culture and race but just stop. we are not “babies” and we are not here for ur entertainment. we are people too.

do not say “i wish i was japanese.” don’t say that for any culture at all unless u are also prepared to face the years of oppression and racism that comes with it.

do not say we have privilege simply because japanese tend to have lighter skin to other poc. this can be said about many east asians countries as well. asia isn’t just pale skin, it comes in a multitude of shades as well as cultures from other countries. we do not have privilege because we do not benefit from the system like white people do.

i’m just done with racism going unnoticed because of ignorance. if u did/do any of these things, whatever. just realize how ur behavior has added to japanese racism and learn from it. further, please help stop anti-asian violence. i live near where an attack was done to an elder. please use these links to help asian lives.

stop aapi hate

post with resources, petitions, and donation links

news source about anti-asian crimes within recent times

twitter post about anti-asian hate crime with graphics

how to support asians

a post about comparing blm and protect asian lives and why it’s harmful to both movements

google doc with a full list of many resources on aapi

[theowriteswhatever]

it’s anthony mackie o’clock, please bear with me. (long post).

(again, i mean no disrespect or hate towards any of the white actors and actresses in tfatws, including sebastian stan!!)

but i was reading through the interview that anthony mackie gave for variety magazine (2021) and there was one thing he said that, in light of recent comments and takes i have seen regarding the unequal consideration of sebastian stan and anthony mackie’s acting and characters in tfatws, really resonated with me.

this? this is awful. this quote shows that not only does anthony mackie know that he is viewed in this light by critics and fans of the white actors whose fame he watched from the sidelines, it shows that this is normal for him. 

anthony mackie is so used to being sidelined and looked over that it is normal for him to feel like that.

anthony mackie went to juilliard. juilliard. the legendary performing arts school. he worked his way through project after project, was forced to watch his white costars’ celebrity rise from the sidelines of many of them, but kept acting and taking projects that were important to him (ie. the banker, shelter, detroit, the hate u give). he is a very talented actor with excellent range, an actor who tries to understand every character he portrays and works to the peak of his ability to play them accurately.

and it is evident that in the mcu, in the case of sam wilson, he has done a fantastic job. 

he took mcu sam wilson from a potentially two-dimensional cap sidekick to having a personality highly suggestive of the fleshed out, opinionated, reckless hero that he is in the comics, and that portrayal likely would not have come through in ca:tws and beyond from a lesser actor. 

mackie has also mentioned in interviews that one of his greatest concerns is that of the success of tfatws, because he has felt that if the show flops greatly the marvel executives are going to see his casting as nothing more than a mistake. 

that is also heartbreaking. he has done nothing to deserve feeling like that, yet he is so used to being kept in the shadows that that is honestly how he feels about his first lead in a major franchise. 

so i hope i don’t see everyone talking solely about sebastian stan’s acting. and completely glossing over the fact that even from the trailers and clips, anthony mackie has had a magnanimous presence in the show and in the story.

because that is already, unfortunately, happening.

this goes back to what some people had mentioned on my previous post that i had noticed as well, where. it was sebastian stan’s tag trending after the big tfatws content day, while mackie’s was not.

that’s absurd. mackie is the other lead of this show, not even cast in a side role this time, and he is still being sidelined by fans in favour of yet another white man. and sebastian is an excellent actor in his own right, yes, but nothing warrants ignoring anthony mackie’s presence in the show, as he is the other lead.

as fans, we have the ability and therefore the responsibility to make this the show where mackie can have faith that he truly is a main character and the lead in what is going to be a very successful tv show, not just a prop for yet another white man. 

we have the power to do that.

and mackie damn well deserves it.

i yield my time once more. <3

[theowriteswhatever]

If you live in Alabama and you have a trans child age 19 or younger and they're receiving hormone therapy, get THE FUCK out now.

The state of Alabama has just made it a felony to give trans children ages 19 or younger hormone therapy or affirmation surgery.

Trans Lives Matter and stay safe.

-fae

[theowriteswhatever]

Reblog and you might save someone’s life, especially with all our Black Girls going missing #ProtectBlackGirls #SaveLife

[theowriteswhatever]

Someone said "Are you really so stupid to think that Africa has the same technological advances as us? If they did they would probably have clean water and not live in houses made of sticks and mud. Get over yourself and stop being so ignorant."..... Below is a tiny collection of images of the Africa they refuse to show you..

ches

I’m sorry you’ve been made to believe that the whole of Africa is poor, I really am..

[theowriteswhatever]

[theowriteswhatever]

I don’t care if I lose a thousand followers overnight, but if you think “tranny” or “shemale” are remotely acceptable ways to refer to a transgender person, please unfollow me.

[theowriteswhatever]

i genuinely don’t get cishet monsterfuckers. for context, in the wake of shape of water i participated in this loving-the-monstrous type discussion event slash publishing party wherein i debuted a short story about a woman who “befriends” a cave monster—but that isnt the point. the point is i had to hear straight women talk for hours about how the appeal of monsters is some kind of weird “taming the beast” fantasy—loving a monster until it loves you back, sounding like every bad beauty and the beast take ever.

And there’s my queer ass being like literally none of you get it. this isn’t about power, this is about love and alienation and acceptance. you dumbasses, I’m the monster. this isn’t a metaphor for your shitty boyfriend, this is a metaphor for my own alienation from a society that tells me a the way i am and the way I love are grotesque. this is a fantasy of love free of judgement, separate from societal standards that I’ll never live up to anyway. that ghoul doesn’t care if I’m fat, they think it’s hot that I eat well. that immortal fae creature doesn’t care if the gender on my birth certificate matches the one I use now, they barely have a concept of gender in the first place. that tentacle monster doesn’t care if I shave, they don’t have eyes

monsterfucking is queer culture, everyone else go home

[theowriteswhatever]

Please, reblog! IIt’s called self defense. Apart from having here, in the US, one of the highest cases of homicide and rape in the world and high rate of GBV, think about how this could help your mother or sister

[theowriteswhatever]

Zuko Story With No Title Part 14

Hey guys! I’m back! I’ve been on hiatus so I could pursue another project. I hope you all are doing well and here’s part 14!

-Your pal, Bubbles

Aang was gone. Not dead, just gone. It was like he’d fallen off the face of the Earth. And maybe he actually did. We had no way of knowing. 

But in better news, we were on our way to see Iroh with some of Aang’s old masters; Bumi, Pakku, Jeong Jeong, Piandao. I could tell Zuko was nervous about seeing his Uncle again since they hadn’t spoken since he betrayed him. He just needed someone to talk to right now.

I scooted over to him and put my hand on his. “You ok?” I whispered. He looked down at me and I could see all of his anxieties mixed together in his eyes. No matter what he would tell me, I knew for a fact that was not fine.

“I’m scared. He was always there for me growing up and then I just turned my back on him. What if he never wants to talk to me again?”

“He loves you Zuko. And I know he’ll forgive you because of that.” I reassured him.

“How can you be so sure?” He asked while looking down and fiddling with his thumbs.

“If he didn’t love you, he wouldn’t have stuck with you through all these years. He had every reason to leave you behind, but he never did. He’ll forgive you Zuko. That’s just who he is.” I explained. I wanted to tell him that Iroh had told me how he felt about all this when I freed him from prison, but I knew if I did that Zuko wouldn’t try as hard when asking for forgiveness. And Iroh needed to know how truly sorry he was. 

“Here we are.” Zuko sat up at Bumi’s remark. Everyone started to climb off Appa and make their way towards the small camp, but Zuko stayed put, so I stayed with him.

“You’ll be fine Zuko. I promise.” I said as I rubbed his back gently. I kissed his cheek before I followed everyone off of Appa and into the tented area. I looked behind me and gestured for him to follow me, which he reluctantly did.

“He’s in that tent back there.” Piandao said to us with a wave of his arm towards the small tent in the back corner. I thanked him and took Zuko’s hand to lead him, since he clearly wouldn’t go by himself. 

Once we made it, I gave Zuko a reassuring hand squeeze and glance and he responded with a nervous smile. I pulled open the flap to the tent for him to step in and I followed him. 

“Uncle?” He asked with no response. Iroh was peacefully resting, which I’m sure was hard for him to achieve nowadays.

I smiled up at Zuko again. “You should get some rest too.” I whispered. He nodded and sat down, pulling me with him. I leaned against the small dresser on the wall and he laid his head in my lap. I slowly brushed my hand through his long messy raven hair. 

“You better stay there.” Zuko joked.

“I’ll be here all night.” I assured him before he finally closed his eyes and got some rest. And after a while of brushing through his hair and fading in and out of consciousness, I was finally able to fall asleep. 

I woke up after what felt like minutes to see Iroh sitting up sipping a cup of jasmine tea and reading a small book. He must have heard me sit up slightly because he looked at me and smiled.

“Miss (Y/N), it’s nice to see you again.” He said as he sat his tea cup down and closed his book.

“It’s nice to see you too Iroh. How have you been?” I asked.

“I’ve been wonderful. It seems you’ve been well too.” He said gesturing to Zuko who still had his head on my lap and his arms wrapped around my waist.

“I’ve been alright. But Zuko has been more and more needy lately.” I responded with a chuckle that Iroh gladly returned.

“Well, he needs someone to be open with.” He chuckled again. 

Zuko suddenly jerked awake and looked between the two of us as we just continued to smile at him. He then realized his position and immediately let go. He sat up and cleared his throat and then decided to finally confront his Uncle.

“Uncle, I know you must have mixed feelings about seeing me.” He started with tears already filling to the brim with honest tears. “But I want you to know, I'm so so sorry, Uncle.” I could tell he was trying to stop any tears from falling from his glossy eyes, but he just couldn’t. So he sagged his head so neither of us could see his tears. “I don't know how I can ever make it up to you but-”

He was suddenly interrupted with a large hug from Iroh. A hug that only he could give. The most comforting warm hug you can imagine, multiplied by a million. The iconic Iroh hug that he was most known for. He might be seen as weak for it in the fire nation, but to me, it meant he was one the strongest men on Earth.

Zuko sniffled and wiped his eyes as he asked “How can you forgive me so easily? I thought you would be furious with me.”

“I was never angry with you. I was sad because I was afraid you lost your way.” Iroh admitted as he continued to hold his dear nephew close. I decided to give them a second to reconnect and snuck out of the tent to give them their moment.

@vintageroses1014516 @aphrodites-perfume @rintheemolion @expecto-patroni @akariblue @shephard17895 @leslieanahid @sweet-dolans @duh-dobrik

[theowriteswhatever]

❗AVOID THESE PEDOPHILES AT ALL COSTS! ❗

I was scrolling through Tumblr and came across a post of KNOWN PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR (many of which have or want to rape actual children/minors)

THERE ARE ACTUAL PEDOPHILES ON TUMBLR TRYING TO GET IN TOUCH WITH MINORS ON TUMBLR

PLEASE SIGNAL BOOST THIS LIST AND KEEP OUR MINORS SAFE

[theowriteswhatever]

Zuko Story With No Title Part 13

Hey guys! This is the last of my pre-written chapters, so I might not update my story everyday anymore. I really appreciate all the support and I still plan to update in the future, just not so often. I’ve been kinda uninspired lately, but I will continue for you guys! Thanks so much for all the support and have a great day!

-Your pal, Bubbles

Everyone had decided today was a beach day and that we should take a day to relax. But considering the comet was just around the corner, I decided to keep training. I stayed back in the courtyard and practiced my moves with the fountain water. 

I waved it back and forth to get a feel for how it flowed between my palms before I started actually using it for special moves. 

I first made a whip and started to crack it on the gray stone floor which caused some of the stone to split open. I started to wrap it like a lasso around various objects and pull them towards me before slicing them in half with the quickly transforming water. I then practiced using it as a shield, a rope, and even a grappling hook. I put all my energy and focus into every move I made so I could feel as prepared as possible for the upcoming battle. I knew that no matter what I did, I wouldn’t truly be ready. But I could certainly try to feel like it.

“You’re going to overwork yourself, you know?” I heard Zuko ask from over my shoulder. I turned around to see him leaning against a nearby pillar trying to look cool. 

“Says you?” I asked with a chuckle. He rolled his eyes and let out a small huff. “You’re the king of overworking yourself. Or should I say prince?” His lips flattened and he crossed his arms while dramatically avoiding eye contact. “But it doesn’t take much, does it? Free a sky bison and suddenly you’re deathly ill.” He started to walk away and I laughed. “Zuko!” I yelled after him. “I’m just messing with you.” But he didn’t stop.

He wasn’t getting away that easily. I turned my water back into a lasso and threw it forward to wrap around his waist. Once he got over the initial shock of being trapped by a string of water, he just grumpily went along with it. As I slowly pulled the rope to bring him back, he just slowly walked backwards with it.

Once he finally got back to me, I turned him around and laughed at his unappreciative expression.

“This isn't fair. You can't force me to listen to your teasing” He said with a small somber pout.

“Yet here we are.” I continued with my ruthless teasing and he tried to wiggling out of the water whip, but he still couldn’t.

“Let me go!” He was practically whining at this point. I laughed a little bit more before finally letting the water loose. “Thank you.” He said before turning to leave again.

“I tease you out of love, you know that.” I called after him. He stopped in his tracks and slowly turned around. It took me a second to realize why and when I did, I felt my face slightly flush red. 

“What was that?” He asked me as he slowly approached me, by choice this time.

“You heard me, pretty boy.” I said with a confident smirk on my face. 

“You love me?” He asked as he started to tower over me with his same serious expression. He looked almost angry, but I could tell that it was all in good fun. I nodded as he came even closer and looked down at me. We stood there and had a familiar stare off for several seconds before I leaned forward and pecked him on the lips.

He was always shocked when I kissed him without warning, even though I did it regularly. He just never got used to it I guess. He was pretty adorable when he stood there frozen in shock.

“Maybe just a little.” I said as I held up my hands and acted as if I was pinching something. He wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me closer to him, almost knocking me off my feet, but that didn’t stop me from teasing him. “But you don’t have to say it back. I know your heart belongs to Sokka.” I joked at which his face scrunched up in disgust. “I’m just saying that that fishing trip note was awfully suspicious. . .” I continued at which his face went red in regret.

“You’re the worst.” He said quietly, still tightly holding my waist close to his.

“I know you are, but what am I?” I asked. He rolled his eyes and let out a chuckle. I had finally cracked him and I was very proud of my minor achievement. “Oh right! I’m your cool awesome girlfriend and you’re the grumpy pouty baby.” I continued with my bottom lip poked out to mock him.

“I’m not a baby.” He whined. 

“You’re right. Babies whine less than you do.” His face went red and I could tell I was actually making him angry. I laughed at him and his face just got redder.

“I’m gonna kill you.” He threatened.

“I’d like to see you try.” He held my waist closer and his expression got even more stern. I broke free of his grip and started to run away. He was shocked for a few seconds but then started to chase after me. I turned back to see him aggressively running at me and I let a laugh slip out at how unreasonably angry he was. 

I had nearly cornered myself after a while and Zuko was getting close, but I couldn’t give up this quickly. I reconjured my water rope and strung it to the top of a pillar. I pulled myself up to the roof and then put the water back so Zuko couldn’t follow me. 

“Hey no fair! You can’t use waterbending!” He pouted at which I laughed. I decided I probably should go a little easier on him so I jumped off the roof and landed gracefully on my feet in front of him. 

“You really are a baby.” I teased. He continued to pout and I smiled at his adorableness. “But I love you anyways.” I said gently before I leaned forward to kiss his pout away. 

“I love you too.” He said quietly as if he was afraid someone would hear and judge him for saying it. God forbid he lost his cool boy persona in front of anyone except me. 

I grabbed his hand and led him slowly out of the courtyard and down to the beach. Our friends were still playing in the water and crafting on the sand as Zuko and I sat down together on the golden ground. I leaned my head on his shoulder and kept my hand on his as we watched our friends relax before the inevitable storm would arrive from just around the corner.

@vintageroses1014516 @aphrodites-perfume @rintheemolion @expecto-patroni @akariblue @shephard17895 @leslieanahid @sweet-dolans @duh-dobrik

[theowriteswhatever]

Zuko Story With No Title Part 12

“Guys! Guys! We have to go see this play!” Sokka and Suki came running up to us with a poster that had a few familiar faces on it. We all perked up as Sokka began to excitedly explain that it was a play based off of our adventures. 

I immediately didn’t want to go. I didn’t really want to relive everything we had gone through and if they were accurate about my part of the story, I would have to explain a few things afterwards. They still had no idea I saved Zuko’s life in the North Pole, or that I got to know him as Leeane in Ba Sing Se, or that I kissed him in the catacombs, or that I’ve kissed him multiple times since then. This could be really bad.

“It’s settled then! We’re going!” I heard Sokka declare at which I immediately panicked. I didn’t say anything or let anyone catch on to how I really felt, but I sat there fearing for what would happen tonight.

At one point later that day, I decided to pull Katara aside and confess. If anyone would be pissed off at me after the play, it would be her.

“What is it?” She asked worriedly. I braced myself for the word vomit that was about to come out of my mouth and just decided to rip it off like a bandaid.

“So you remember when I would dress weird in Ba Sing Se?” She nodded slowly like it was a dumb question. Which it probably was. “Well the truth is that I was visiting the tea shop that Zuko and Iroh worked at dressed as someone else.” I said, bracing myself for a lecture.

“Why would you do that?” She asked, but surprisingly she didn’t sound angry. Just bewildered.

“At first I just wanted to go to a regular tea shop, but then I saw them. Zuko and I got to talking and I learned he just needed a friend so I decided to be one for him.” She smiled slightly at my statement which was not the answer that I expected.

“That was sweet of you. But why are you telling me now?” 

“Because I didn’t want you to be mad in case it was in the play tonight.” I admitted sheepishly. She laughed a little bit and this was going so well that it kinda scared me.

“I wouldn’t be mad at you for that.” She said with a chuckle. “It’s fine, (Y/N). Don’t worry about it.” She assured me before walking away to join the group. 

It wasn’t long before we had to go to see the play. I was still extremely nervous about what would happen and Zuko could tell. Since we were walking in the back of the group, he could grab my hand without anyone noticing. He looked down at me and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze at which I returned a small nervous smile.

We eventually made it to the building and sat at the back of the theatre so no one could see us. Toph and Sokka sat on either side of Katara, much to Aang’s dismay. Suki sat next to Sokka and Zuko, Aang, and I sat in the back row. The second we sat down, the curtain raised. 

Katara’s character was crying, Sokka’s character was laughing, and my character just sat there.

“Sokka, my only brother! We constantly roam these icy South Pole seas, and yet never do we find anything fulfilling!” Katara’s actress said solemnly with the back of her right hand held dramatically to her forehead. “And (Y/N), my closest friend, aren’t you tired of this same routine? But don’t worry! I have hope for a better future for all of us! Together!”

Toph and Sokka laughed, but Sokka’s expression immediately dropped when his joke started to make “inaccurate” jokes about his hunger. The audience loved it, but I could tell he was highly offended. I mean, this was obviously dramaticized. What else did we expect? They really shouldn’t take it so seriously.

“I will just sit here and do nothing as I am too afraid to give my opinion.” The actress playing me said. “I would hate to ever offend anyone so I simply won’t speak.” 

That bitch! Screw dramaticized. This was. . .harassment! I would have some serious words with the writer after this. 

And it only got worse. They made fun of Zuko by saying honor every other word which seemed kinda accurate to me honestly. Half of Sokka’s lines were about food. Katara only cried about hope. And Aang was a freaking girl. And my character just stood there. Like literally just watched things happen. 

We had gotten past me saving Zuko in the North Pole just fine, no one seemed too upset. And at least Toph loved her character when he was introduced. And everyone was quiet and understanding through Leeane’s part. They were a little surprised, but not too bad. But then it came to the catacombs. My character sat there alone just like I remembered until Zuko’s character rolled into the scene. 

“Oh Zuko! If only I would actually voice an opinion, then I would admit my dying love for you!” My character yelled dramatically which drew gasps from the crowd.

“(Y/N), I can’t believe you lied to me! But I forgive you, because I love you too!” The characters then kissed and all our friends turned to look at us. Except Toph who looked a little too far to the left. They then saw our hands touching and Sokka literally gasped. We quickly let go and scooted away from each other, but it was too late. Sokka pointed at me and then at Zuko and then at me and then at Zuko until Katara eventually had to slap his hand down. Aang leaned over to Zuko and whispered “Is it true?” to which Zuko responded “I’ll tell you later.” 

The play continued and once we finally got to intermission, we immediately went to the lobby. Aang had stormed off due to character Katara calling him a little brother and Katara went after him to make sure he was ok. Sokka and Suki snuck backstage to give character Sokka some pointers. And it was just Toph, Zuko, and I.

“It was time the secret was out anyways.” Toph said out of the blue. We both looked at her and she shrugged. “I can feel when you guys kiss, you know?” She asked us.

We looked at each other awkwardly before I eventually decided that we had to say something. “Well thanks for keeping it a secret, Toph.” I said shyly. 

Soon enough Katara came storming in and grabbed my wrist to drag me with her to the bathroom. “What is it?” 

“Aang kissed me!” She yelled angrily. My eyes went wide and I had no idea what to say. “I told him I wasn’t sure if I liked him like that and then he kissed me!” She paused and waited for me to give her a response. “Well?” She demanded an answer out of me.

“I’m sorry that happened.” Is all I could think of to say.

“And even worse, my best friend got a boyfriend and didn’t tell me!” She said as she crossed her arms and raised one eyebrow.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. And he wasn’t my boyfriend back then.”

“But you kissed, didn’t you?” I sheepishly nodded and she grunted in annoyance. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

“We weren’t ready for you guys to know yet.” I admitted. I was literally fearing for my life at his point.

“You should always tell your best friend. That’s what they’re there for!” 

“I’m sorry. I’ll start telling you about this stuff when it happens.” I conceded.

“Good! And you will tell me everything I missed when we get back to camp, agreed?” She aggressively asked. I nodded and she nodded once to confirm. She then grabbed me again and dragged me back out to the lobby where Sokka and Aang were supposedly asking Zuko about us. 

“Zuko!” She yelled, probably too loud considering we were trying to stay undercover. She stomped over to him and he looked just as scared as I did. She let go and I hid behind her so he couldn’t look at me to save him. “You’re cool and we’re friends now, but you hurt (Y/N), and I will not have forgiveness or mercy. Even Aang will not be able to stop me, capiche?” He nodded quickly with fear and everyone laughed a little bit before she turned to look at them. Once she made eye contact, they shut up and nodded too. She then humphed and walked back into the theater. 

The rest of the play went well, except for Katara sending Zuko the stink-eye every time our characters came remotely close to each other. 

By the end of the night, the moment had passed and Katara was back to her happy self. But from the feel of Zuko’s sweaty hand, he was still incredibly scared. I wouldn’t be surprised if he flinched every time she came close to him for weeks. 

@vintageroses1014516 @aphrodites-perfume @akariblue @leslieanahid @expecto-patroni @shephard17895 @sweet-dolans @duh-dobrik @rintheemolion

[theowriteswhatever]

Zuko Story With No Title Part 11

Azula had found us and while Teo, Haru, The Duke, and Hakoda were able to quickly escape on the other side of the rocks, Toph, Sokka, Zuko, Katara, Suki, Aang and I were stuck to fend for ourselves. Everyone was loading onto Appa, but I looked up at Azula who had her eyes on Zuko. She looked like a snake ready to bite and kill its prey and knowing Zuko, he would totally take the bait and decide to fight her. 

While Sokka was helping Toph onto Appa, Aang was making his way to take Appa’s reins with Katara by his side, and Zuko was making sure everyone got safely secured, I took my opportunity. I picked up Katara’s discarded water canteen and slung it over my shoulder. I took some water out of the fountain and made a long rope that tied to the top of the temple at the edge of the platform. I took off running at full force towards the edge and grabbed the rope before swinging onto the hot air balloon that faced Azula.

I broke the rope and brought it to me as a whip as Azula began to conjure her blue fire. I saw Appa fly over us and land on the ground above as she began to fire at me, but I easily dodged. She kept firing and I kept dodging, which seemed like an offensive move, but I was truly observing every part of her air balloon. I spotted a fire at the pit of it and immediately had a plan. 

I ran again and jumped as Azula looked at me like I was stupid. But she was stupid trying to use a hot air balloon against a waterbender. I swung into the basket at the bottom and fought off the guards in 3 swift movements. I took the water out of Katara’s canteen and froze over the boiler to the balloon. It quickly started to go down and I had to think of something quick so I didn’t go down with it.

I spotted a lake down at the bottom of the canyon and was about to jump when a rumble went through the small amount of ground. I turned around to find Azula with her signature smirk. “You really didn’t think this through, did you?”

“I thought it through more than you did.” I said with a matching smirk before I did a backflip out of the basket. I fell for what felt like hours just so Azula would think I was dead. I watched the air balloon sink and Azula retreat to the other one before flying away in defeat. I smiled knowing I had finally beat her, but I quickly realized that I was almost to the ground.

I made a soft cushion of water that eased me into the water so I didn’t crash into the harsh rocky waters. I looked up at the high walls of the canyon and feared that I didn’t have enough water to get myself all the way up, but I just needed enough momentum.

I gathered as much water as possible and swirled it around me quickly. It was beginning to look like a typhoon as I spun it more and more. Then, in one swift movement, brought the water in to shoot me towards the top of the canyon like a bullet. It didn’t go high enough to reach the top of the canyon, but I kept flying anyway. I soared through the air and for once, understood why this made Aang so happy. It felt amazing to be able to fly even though it wasn’t properly. I eventually came close to the top of the canyon, but I was slowing down. I just needed the momentum to last a little longer. Just a couple more seconds. 

I made it to the top and was about to make my descent back down, but I was luckily able to grab a ledge and pull myself up. Once I completely got onto solid ground, I was exhausted. But I looked up and saw everyone looking at me with shock.

“You’re either extremely brave or a complete idiot, (Y/N).” Katara said with her arms crossed, her nose turned up, and her eyes closed.

“I’ve always considered myself both.” I responded with a shrug. She opened one eye as a smile slowly grew on her face. She uncrossed her arms and then ran up and gave me a hug, almost knocking us back off the ledge.

“We thought you were dead! Don’t ever pull something like that again.” Sokka threatened.

“Yeah, I was pretty convinced Zuko was gonna cry.” Toph said simply which made everyone laugh, except Zuko who went as red as his fiery outfit and crossed his arms while looking down at the dirt.

“I was not!” Zuko promised which just made us laugh even more. 

“You care about me!” I teased in a sing-songy voice which made him go even more red and curl into himself even more. We all laughed a little more until I realized Zuko was actually uncomfortable. “I think we should head somewhere safe guys. We’ve teased Zuko enough at this point.”

Everyone agreed and we climbed onto Appa to fly to the beach.

Once we arrived, we set up camp and Suki and Sokka made their way to their respective tents, although we all know they both went to Sokka’s. Toph had made her rock tent and gone to bed too. And Aang and Katara were sitting across the field feeding Appa and Momo. So it was just Zuko and I sitting around the fire on some discarded logs.

“You really did scare me today.” Zuko admitted quietly.

“I knew what I was doing.” I responded in an equally hushed voice.

“I know and I’m proud of what you did, but you still really scared me.” He said almost as if he were ashamed of feeling this way.

“I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to risk you trying to fight her.” I confessed. He looked confused, so I decided to elaborate. “Your sister obviously wanted you to fight her and I didn’t want you to get hurt. So I took your battle.” He was silent for a second as he thought it over and for a second I thought he’d be furious, but a small smile grew on his face.

“You care about me.” He teased in the same sing-songy voice that I had used before. I rolled my eyes and shoved him off the log at which he laughed more. He pulled me down with him and we both laid on the floor in silence for a few seconds before we broke into laughter once again. We were probably delusional from lack of sleep, but we thought it was hilarious. After a while he put his arm around my shoulder and I leaned on his chest.

“I don’t wanna get up.” I said through more giggles.

“Then don’t.” He said like it was obvious. I tried to understand his thought process, but he interrupted my thoughts by picking me up off the ground bridal style. He carried me to my tent and laid me down on the floor before covering me with my tiny blue blanket. “How do you sleep with this thing? It’s smaller than Aang.” I laughed at his joke because I knew it was true.

“It’s all I have.” He furrowed his eyebrows and nodded before leaving the tent. “Where are you going?” I shouted after him, but to no avail. I didn’t feel like getting up and following him so I just leaned back on my elbows and stared at the opening until he came back. 

He finally came back after a couple minutes and he had a large thick red blanket in his arms. He unfolded it and then let it set over me. It was the warmest I had been in months, but I couldn’t accept it.

“This is your blanket, Zuko. You need it to be able to sleep.” 

“I can just sleep by the fire.” He said dismissively.

“No. Take your blanket back, pretty boy. I don’t need it.” I said as I threw the blanket back at him. Only for him to cover me again. I rolled my eyes and let out a small huff. “Zuko. . .”

“No. You need the blanket.” He stopped me before I said anything else and I didn’t know what else to do. He wouldn’t take no for an answer, but I couldn’t let him freeze to death. Even if it was almost summer, it was freaking cold outside.

“What if we share the blanket?” I suggested. He looked at me confused again, so of course I had to elaborate. “Just stay in here. You can sleep with one side of the blanket and I’ll use the other side.”

“Ar-are you sure?” He asked nervously. I nodded and he still had to think about it. I swiped my right leg under his so he fell forwards onto the blanket. 

“You’re already laying down so you might as well stay.” He chuckled a little bit at my antics before reluctantly climbing under the blanket. He turned on his side away from me and I rolled my eyes.

“Rude.” I stated sassily.

“Oh, sorry. Good night, your majesty.” He said sarcastically.

“Good night, Prince Zuko.” I said while trying my best not to laugh. I knew he hated it when I called him that, but he deserved it. He grunted in annoyance at my victory, which actually did make me laugh. I scooted closer to him and put my arm over him as an apology spoon. He then flipped over and pulled me closer to him like I was some kind of child’s teddy bear. He and I quickly fell asleep while holding onto each other like we would die if we let go.

I guess all was finally forgiven.

@vintageroses1014516 @aphrodites-perfume @akariblue @expecto-patroni @rintheemolion @leslieanahid @sweet-dolans @shephard17895 @duh-dobrik