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sokkagatekeeper · 3 years

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analysis masterpost <3 so true

will update regularly so maybe check that

general

atla is about self-recognition

katara-zuko sokka-azula femininity-masculinity parallels

if u ppl could stop saying that the water tribes are the only nation with sexism that would be great thanks

sokka

the 4th part of the thematic triangle (dare i say. the fool)

sokkayue bestest romance in atla!!!!!!!!!!!

sokka’s master: the ultimate queer neurodivergence episode

nonbinary sokka: more likely than you think

why sokka believes everyone around him is dumb as shit

sokka and jet and the demands of war also known as why sokka is a better version of jet it’s literally canon

sokka’s three types of repression

ultimate sokka repression pos to bring up at future arguments

sokka’s murder boy summer

a proper continuation of sokka’s arc

apologia of sokka (for robbing wan shi tong)

nonbinary sokka: the sequel

sokka’s callousness on the painted lady and why he was right actually, as always

yes dear sokka does like women

katara

katara’s bending as revolution

katara chooses herself

definitve analysis on katara’s hope to bring up in future arguments

katara’s compassion has [gasp!] complexities

so maybe katara is straight fellas

katara in the painted lady + subverting racist tropes, being amazing about it

zuko

idealist zuko agenda

ZUKO IS GAY.

‘should zuko become firelord at the end of the show?’ and other questions that make me want to rip my eyes out

the duality of zuzu: ultimate analysis, which if u don't comprehend i will simply beat you with a stick. its 2021

(not an analysis nor original) zuko + pink clouding

what jin did for all of us (and zuko)

aang

aang saves the heroes

establishing aang as the perfect protagonist

gyatso’s teachings to aang

aang’s teachings to the world

a general of aang’s relationship with kyoshi

aang and his self

toph

the perfect earthbending teacher

toph’s earthbending as a recreational activity

toph’s advice to iroh

sokka & katara

how sokka repressing himself affects katara

behind katara comforting sokka

painted lady + sokka’s master and symbiotic relationships

sokka-katara gender themes

moms & misunderstandings

yet another analysis on That One Exange in tsr pls leave me alone

sokka & zuko

zuko relating to sokka’s death wish

zukka responsibility trauma

there are many identity issues around, but at least they're in love

otp: pessimistic idealist + pessimistic realist

zuko understands and sokka allows himself to be understood

adhd/autism románce

soulmatism is fake (but also it's not)

toph & aang

the first person to see toph

zuko & azula

they love each other actually

sokka & suki

before the kiss

sukka Good

the QUINTESSENTIAL bi4bi relationship

sokka & toph

why sokka and toph are so bro with each other

sokka & azula

[bully voice] sokka is smarter than azula lalalalal

katara & zuko

katara voice zuko?? you mean sokka 2?

iroh

sorry i don't want to be an iroh apologist but you guys are making it so difficult 😣

#n #housekeeping #this is ok to rb but like it's mostly for me to have a guide on my stuff #hope you enjoy my titles as much as i did

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grither55 · 4 years

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The Princess and the Peasant - (An Azula Epic) - Chapter 24 - The Mechanist

The sound of a jail cells bars slamming shut filtered into the air while its single occupant sat on a bench staring out his cell.

The man gazing out of the Fire Nation prison was none other than the man known as the Mechanist.

He had just been transferred out of the Fire Nation prison.

To where? He couldn’t say. As for why? He had a good guess.

‘This must be some sort of ploy to blackmail me into creating more weapons for the Fire Nation.’ The mechanist thought with a sorrowful sigh while he leaned back upon the bench.

The sound of footsteps approaching his cell caused the older man to raise his eyes upward to see just who had been sent to interrogate him.

Only to pale in terror upon finding a beautifully merciless face gazing back at him.

Princess Azula!

“Greetings peasant. You must be the mechanist.” Azula spoke with her arms folded regally over her robed chest.

While staring through the cell doors with her callous golden eyes at the unnerved inventor.

“I…am Your Highness.” The mechanist answered with poorly hidden nervousness while the woman opened the doors to the cell.

“By all rights I should have you executed for your part in the invasion. But that would be a waste of your ability.” The princess stated before stepping in with her every step that she took sending a shiver down the poor man’s spine.

“No matter what you say to me. Even at the cost of my own life. I will not build the Fire Nation anymore weaponry.” The brown-haired man informed in an attempt at defiance while the princess stared down at him with her usual hardened death stare.

“Really? You speak as if you are so certain that I am powerless to change your mind.” Azula purred before taking another step closer while the torches in the cell block suddenly lit up with azure fire.

“Whether I live or die is very well within your hands. But the Fire Nation wouldn’t have half of its weaponry without me. And since you lack the ability to build it without me. Yes. In that regard you are powerless.” The mechanist retorted in a brief spurt of bravery while the princess glared down at him with her lips curving into a scowl.

Not even a second later the sound of a pained cry echoed into the otherwise empty cell block.

The older man crumpled to the floor while the princess stood towering over him with a truly icy countenance.

The fist that she used to backhand the man fell back to her hip before she turned her head to speak once more.

“True. I cannot force you to build for us. But I can torture you slowly over the next year. I have many ways of making you reconsider your position.” The princess remarked before stomping on the inventor’s head with her golden eyes narrowing into that of an utterly piercing glare.

And much to her sadistic delight she was already finding that the Earth Kingdom man was already caving into her will.

That is if the sounds of his pitiful whimpers were anything to go by.

“Furthermore. There are a great many refugees living at that temple of yours. I could always bring them in to join you. Perhaps…you would be more receptive to their screams than your own?” Azula commented with her fingers curling up upon her toned biceps while the frightened man squirmed beneath her boot.

“N-no. Please don’t.” The brown-haired man responded with his confidence already beginning to wane.

“Or…perhaps I should bring in your cripple son to keep you company.” Azula continued in a cruel voice while her ruthless golden eyes never once left the inventor’s now horrified face.

“Not Teo! Anything but that. I beg of you. Please…don’t hurt my son!” The mechanist cried out with sadness in his voice while the ruler’s boot pressed his face into the floor.

“Well then…do as you are told peasant! Defy me again and the only sounds that you will be hearing will be your son’s screams!” The princess barked with her body tilting gracefully while she ground the groaning man’s head into the steel floor.

“Y-yes Your Highness! I understand.” The brown-haired man agreed in a defeated voice while the heartless woman loomed above him.

“Wonderful. Now I have a job for you. Do it well and after the wars end. I just may release you to live out the rest of your days with your son.” Azula announced with her arms crossed over her chest while she peered down at the prostrated man.

The inventor felt a sense of hope flood through him upon hearing those words.

Yet at the same time…an even deeper sense of shame.

“What…kind of weapon must I build?” The mechanist inquired in a bitter voice before breathing in relief when the woman removed her boot from the top of his head.

“Not a weapon.” The princess grunted with her fingers fishing through her pouch while the inventor glanced up at her in disbelief.

“If…it isn’t a weapon…. then what is it?” The brown-haired man breathed in a bewildered voice before backing away when the young woman crouched over him.

And with that the inventor found himself gazing upon a small l shaped canister in the calm of the princess’s hand.

He turned over to glance up at the device in curiosity already finding himself compelled to study the strange item.

There was a dial on it that read…zero.

“This is a medical tool…a breathing apparatus to be precise. It was good for one hundred and twenty doses. You will study it and replicate it.” Azula declared with practiced rigidness while she scowled down at the baffled inventor.

“I…have never seen such an apparatus before.” The mechanist muttered before holding a hand to his wounded head while he continued to survey the device.

“You wouldn’t. It is from a far away foreign land that neither you nor I have set foot in.” The princess explained in an impassive manner before dropping it into the puzzled prisoner’s open hand.

It went without saying that it was a true shock to hear the cruel Princess of the Fire Nation ordering him to build medical equipment.

And from a mysterious foreign land no less!

His curious mind couldn’t resist pondering just what land Azula was referring to.

He’s travelled all over the globe and he’s never seen such a compact portable breathing device before.

“Out of all the weapons that you could ask me to build…you want me to do this?” The brown-haired man asked in an almost relieved voice while he studied it with a keen eye.

Only to shiver once more when the princess stood up while she glared down at him in a terrifying manner.

“That is none of your business. You will fix it if you wish to continue draw breath.” Azula stated in a callous voice while she stared down at the rapidly nodding prisoner.

“U-understood! I was just curious. That’s all!” The mechanist assured before leaning back against the floor of his cell while he peered between the device and the ruler standing over him.

“You will work in a guarded laboratory and you will begin straightaway. If there is anything you need, I will provide it.” The princess ordered in a cold voice while she crossed her arms over her breasts once more.

“Yes. I understand.” The brown-haired man spoke in quiet voice all the while pondering just why the princess wanted this done.

There was no way that this breathing apparatus was for her personal use.

The princess wouldn’t be a master level firebender if that were the case.

So…why?

“In there you will also find two more devices that I wish for you to work on. A music player and a handheld game unit. But you will refrain from working on those until you’ve concluded with the inhaler.” Azula instructed with her head tilting to peer down at the inventor’s now utterly stunned face.

“A music player…and a game?” The mechanist repeated in a surprised voice all the while mulling over the strange matter.

There was no way that any of this was for Princess Azula!

It was almost as if…this was all for someone else!

“I just said as much. Did I not?” The princess snapped in a moody voice while the older man rapidly nodded his head.

“G-got it. If I do this…you will let me go free?” The brown-haired man inquired in a curious voice while the ruler stared down at him.

“After the Avatar is dead…of course. At that point it won’t matter what you do. You can build all the Earth Kingdom weapons that you want. Your little rebellion is dead without the Avatar.” Azula replied in a smug voice while the inventor averted his eyes in shame for the briefest of moments.

“I will do it.” The mechanist stated before raising his gaze once more while he observed the princess turn away.

“Perfect. And it goes without saying if you breathe a word about me ordering the repair of medical equipment…that all offers of mercy are off.” The princess warned in a merciless voice while the poor inventor shuddered in understanding.

“Yes, Your Highness! I will remember.” The brown-haired man concluded with a nod while the princess strode towards the cell doors once more.

“Good. And I suggest you consider yourself fortunate that I am giving you this chance to redeem yourself. Try not to give me cause to change my mind.” Azula concluded after closing the cell doors once more while glancing at the prisoner one final time before turning to walk away.

The mechanist sunk back into the floor of the cell with his hand over his face while he watched the young woman walk away.

Only a fool would trust the word of Princess Azula.

And yet it was his only chance to secure his and Teo’s freedom in the event that the Avatar should fail.

If you look at it that way…

He would have to be a fool not to comply.

Elsewhere.

In a sunny meadow a young monk sat gazing into the distance with a reflection of sadness in his eyes.

He was wearing standard Fire Nation robes with a headband wrapped around his head to cover his markings.

In his hand was a staff and on his shoulder was a small winged lemur by the name of Momo.

Behind him sat a young woman gazing back at him with sympathetic blue eyes.

“Six years.” Aang muttered in a guilt-ridden voice while Katara with a hand on his shoulder.

“It’s not your fault Aang.” Katara assured in a soft voice while Aang still hung his head in remorse.

“But it is Katara. Twice now. Twice…I have abandoned the people that I care about!” The Avatar lamented with heavy emotion in his eyes while his lemur companion chirped over his shoulder in protest.

“No, you didn’t Aang. It was Azula that put you in a coma! If it’s anyone’s fault. It’s hers! And Zuko too!” The healer exclaimed with fury in her voice while the peaceful monk sat shaking his head.

“Zuko is our ally now Katara. He isn’t our enemy. Not anymore.” Aang insisted while Katara turned away with a bitter look in her usually warm eyes.

“I…don’t trust him. I can’t forgive him. Not for all that he’s done.” Katara retorted with her hands in her lap while Aang frowned at her back.

“All people have the capability to change Katara. We…just need to give him a chance. It doesn’t do us any good fighting with Zuko when he wishes to make amends.” The Avatar explained while turning to meet his girlfriend’s unconvinced eyes.

“I guess we’ll just have to see. Won’t we.” The healer scoffed in a skeptical voice while her boyfriend turned away once more.

“I…just wish that I had been able to say goodbye.” Aang spoke in a barely perceivable voice while Katara turned back to him with her blue eyes softening in understanding.

“Aang…” Katara trailed off in a quiet voice while she watched a tear drip down Aang’s cheek.

“Bumi…died waiting for me. Just…like Gyatso.” The Avatar mumbled in a tone of boundless remorse while his lover began to wrap her arms around his neck.

It was something that they all avoided talking about.

How after Aang was struck into a coma by Azula, how they had to rush him away.

And in her rush, she shamefully spilled a large portion of the spirit water.

Due to having only a fraction of the waters healing properties at their disposal they were only able to just barely pull Aang back from deaths door.

Instead of dying, the small sample of the spirit water had only saved Aang from death, and there after he remained in a coma for six years.

Alive, but never awake.

They spent six whole years on the run.

Many days they almost gave up, but they held onto the hope that Aang would one day awaken.

As did Bumi.

After word got out that Aang had been rendered in a comatose state they met with members of an order that they would soon learn was called the White Lotus.

Bumi was a member of that order, led by former general Iroh and many others.

The King of Omashu escaped from Fire Nation custody as soon as he heard that Aang had been struct down by Azula.

Bumi was the first to find them, and he was the one who put them in touch with the other leading members of the secret order.

He sat by Aang’s bedside day in and day out, always insisting that their friend would awaken once more.

Bumi waited, and waited.

Until he was no more.

After one year of waiting Bumi finally succumbed to old age.

The King of Omashu died at the elderly age of one hundred and thirteen seated in a chair across from his slumbering childhood friend.

It wasn’t too long after that that they met up with Iroh after he had escaped from the Caldera prison.

He had been just as grief stricken to learn of his friends passing.

There wasn’t a single one of them that wasn’t.

But no one so much as Aang himself.

He had been shocked and horrified to learn that he had been asleep for six whole years.

And after finally shaking himself free from his shock he began frantically inquiring about each and every one of his friends.

It had only taken Aang seconds to ask about Bumi.

Not a single one of them had wanted to be the one to break the horrible news to their gentle hearted friend.

It was ultimately Toph that had been the one to take the initiative.

She will never forget the heartbroken look in her lover’s eyes when he had been told that his longtime friend had died waiting by his bedside.

And this is why she will not forgive the Fire Nation for what they did to Aang!

Aang now sat in silence with tears streaming down his face while Katara held him in a loving embrace.

“He…told me to tell you that…knowing you was his life’s greatest pleasure.” Katara spoke tenderly with a tear trailing down her cheek as well while Aang hung his head in her arms.

“B-Bumi.” The Avatar stammered with tears staining his eyes while his lover held him close.

“We’ll stop the Fire Nation Aang. It…won’t be for nothing. I promise you.” The healer declared with a steely resolve in her eyes while she clutched her boyfriend into her shoulder.

“I’ll…do it for Bumi.” Aang murmured with a choked sob while Katara nodded in solemn agreement.

“For Bumi.” Katara answered gently while they sat in the meadow gazing out over the horizon.

“I…will defeat the Fire Lord. I swear it.” The Avatar stated with a hand wiping the tears from his eyes while Momo nuzzled against his neck in an attempt to sooth his sorrows.

And so, the two of them sat in silence while they gazed off into the distance all the while silently vowing that all of their sacrifices would not be in vain.

Ozai and Azula will fall, and balance will finally be restored to the world.

They were resolved to see it through to the end.

No matter what.

#Azula #avatar the last airbender fanfiction #femslash #ty lee avatar #mai avatar

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dewprisms · 5 years

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“It’s terrible when you can’t trust the people closest to you.” -Mai and Ty Lee exchange glances- After The Boiling Rock Pt2...

“But even YOU can’t bend metal.” “You sure about that?”

Zuko: “Lets get this tea.”

Mai is so relatable

I feel like the openings of the Chakras don’t actually happen that quickly, but the show just cuts it to save time

Katara: -sees Zuko and runs away in shock and fear- Ppl: “She’s running away because she just loves him so much :)”

I saw a really good analysis about how Aang and the viewers misinterpreted the whole “let go of earthly attachments” thing by putting it in the context of actual spiritual beliefs, and that it was basically that Aang needed to put the world above his love for Katara, not stop loving her completely. It’s basically right when you realize in the end, he does master the Avatar State AND still has his love for Katara in tact. It also pointed out how Iroh’s advice didn’t help because Aang, Pathik and Iroh were all mixed up on the subject.

The water looking like blood pouring out of her body was intentional right

Funny how Pathik just doesn’t show up after this episode outside of Aang’s hallucinations/dreams, like he never knows what happens to Aang or anything. Maybe he just died because he failed.

tfw Long Feng would sacrifice the Avatar and the entire world to regain control for like, a week. The moment that happened it was obvious he already fucked up because the Fire Nation would eventually break thru anyway, and the Dai Li can’t take on an army

Azula, Mai and Ty Lee’s Earth Kingdom outfits are so good

Another small Tokka moment of Toph holding on to Sokka’s arm <3

Zuko: “It’s time I faced Azula!” Iroh: “Oh for fucks sake Zuko”

Iroh just casually kidnapping a Dai Li agent and somehow bring him around in broad daylight. And then they leave him there.

Yes Katara 👏 go 👏 off 👏 👏 👏 the fandom sure as fuck doesn’t when it comes to Zuko, she’s 200% justified being mad and distrustful now and later on

I wish we had gotten to see more of Aang and Iroh interacting, all we get is this cave scene

ok I have to admit, I have a newfound respect for Azula, I used to hate her but I really appreciate/like her now..................................she’s kinda like the Kimblee of Avatar, cause I know if I had read/watched FMA/B when I was younger I would’ve hated him too

Oh no, Katara showing the same basic kindness she shows everyone, how romantic butonlywithZukonotAangorTophoranyoneelse 🙄 🙄 🙄 🙄 🙄 🙄

my beef is entirely with the fandom, not the ship. I’ve been watching this series since the day it aired and I will never forget the hostilities just because I shipped Kataang and was younger than others at 11/12/13 when all I did was mind my own damn business. I don’t give a damn about being bitter, it’s my fucking right to be when I would be harassed online for being “too stupid/immature to get Z/tara because only smart/mature people can see it.” Even now, they keep crosstagging and like half of the posts in the tag are blocked by my blacklist and they keep making up excuses and lies over how Aang And Mai Are Actually!! The Most Abusive Controlling People In Avatar, Far Worse Than Ozai And Azula, Totally Not Because They Are Not Zuko / Katara And How Z/K Is Actually The Most F3m/nist Ship In ATLA Because K/tara Threatened To Kill Him That One Time! At least Sa$u/Sak had Sakura’s (shallow) crush on Sasuke to go on, and they don’t claim that only smart and mature people ship it (but both ships’ fandoms are awful)

Zuko, You Fool, You Idiot, You Absolute Buffoon

And in the scene, you only see Zuko, Azula is gone, a minute detail we all missed until she shot Aang

THAT LOOK OF DISAPPOINTMENT ON IROH’S FACE AAAAAA

time to read all the comics before s3

#watching: atla

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