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oneatlatime · 6 months

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The Library

Ground hog pipe organ. That's really quite twee.

Since when is Sokka concerned about the time crunch? Although he's right about the whole 'no plan' thing.

Katara is such a little sister sometimes.

Is an ice spring a thing? I feel like we wouldn't have invented refrigeration if ice springs were possible. What a cool idea though.

Dentists aren't a thing in the avatar universe.

Does sword guy sterilise those swords between drinks? How clean are the insides of the sheaths? Why is someone so overqualified working as a blender? How boring is this town that master swordsmen resort to being Magic Bullets to pass the time?

Has it ever occurred to Aang to try to maintain a little mystery around his identity? At the start of the first season, people's first thoughts when seeing an airbender were probably "wow! the fire nation missed one!" but by now it has to be well known that the airbender ping ponging around the earth kingdom is THE avatar. It's not like he didn't have other options. He could have waterbended the smoothie away. He could have asked Katara to waterbend the smoothie away. If I were feeling angsty, I'd say that a child of peacetime just doesn't have it in him to be sufficiently suspicious/cynical to feel the need to disguise himself. But I'm not feeling angsty, so I'm gonna say that Aang had a moment of dumb. Understandable, given he's twelve.

Nevermind! Aang accurately assessed how little he needed to hide himself because this professor is a dumb too!

Cool it with the phrenology.

Finding lost civilisations all over the earth kingdom is apparently a worthless accomplishment. You know, I don't like this guy.

Clam lamp. Coconut lamp?

That fox joke did not land.

This is the Taj Mahal.

Toph's still on probation. Gotta work six months* before you get the benefits package! * or until the world ends with the comet, whichever comes first.

Sokka wants to vacation in a library. I love how unrepentantly nerdy he can be.

Hey. Professor idiot. Wanna find your unfindable library? Go recruit Zuko. That kid finds so well it gives me flashbacks to Hufflepuff jokes.

Not sure what this implies re: the sapience of sandbenders.

The sandbenders have to have learned that move from airbenders. Also isn't that really inefficient? Rotational force goes 360 degrees but they only want force in a single direction. They should have modeled their sandbending on waterbending instead and created a giant wave behind their sleds for them to surf along.

That chin needs scritches.

I hope they're bringing lots of water rations with them. How much water do you thing Appa needs in a day?

Would Sokka, who lives at the South Pole, know what a fox is?

Everyone keeps forgetting stuff this episode. Library is buried? You have two earthbenders and two airbenders.

Love the attitude.

This has been bugging me for a few episodes now so I might as well mention it. I know it's an artistic choice, but: having fingernails the same colour as fingers squicks me out.

Sokka's turn with the dumb. Why would you climb up to the library when three of you can fly? Appa can hover. Just walk down his tail to the window.

That's twice now they've forgetten Toph's blindness. I love her attitude towards them forgetting.

Sokka's boomerang is one hell of a multitool. Whatever it's made of, it's indestructible.

"Don't worry buddy. I'm not making you go underground ever again." I hope that's not ironic foreshadowing.

Stuffed head of anthropology might be an improvement.

The vocal effect on this owl is neat.

Dammit. Now stealing from the pirates is justified.

Why do you even have that? Why did you stuff it down your shirt? Just why?

*Heroically refrains from going on a rant about the value of non-written sources, oral tradition, and pejoratively labelled 'folk' knowledge.*

The Ears!!! Those cute little ears. They have no business being so floppy. Appa & Toph, the duo I never knew I needed.

Appa is a very good listener.

LEFTY SHOUTOUT!!!

Sokka has not only forgotten that he's after a map of the fire nation; he's also stolen the declaration of independence.

Two things: First, this is the best boy. Second, Sokka seems to be a cat person.

You think the Fire Nation, a Nation that knew enough astronomy to correctly predict, plan for, and harness the power of a comet to complete a very successful genocide, doesn't know there's an eclipse coming up and has planned accordingly? Like come on. They named the comet after their Firelord. They obviously know how astronomy works. It would take literally one eclipse, depriving them of their bending once, for the whole nation to become suddenly very invested in predicting the movements of celestial bodies. They know this. I promise you they have safeguards in place. Pick a less obvious time to attack.

So is the owl gullible as all hell or did he let them in to give them enough rope to hang themselves?

Badass line about justifying war. Although equating protecting the people you love with hoarding library books does not hold water.

This owl has far too much neck.

HOW strong is Toph?

This owl sure is destroying a lot of his books.

Sokka doesn't know that Toph is holding up the library right? And there's no way for him to know how quickly/slowly the library is sinking. So this date checking montage makes no sense. Maybe he will find out the date, but if he's sealed underground then it doesn't matter that he learned it.

Do not like.

Very much DO NOT LIKE.

Did they just kidnap Appa?

Should have told him to yip yip. Does Toph know Yip yip?

I am a big fan of Sokka style. Although I'm glad this show aired a decade before Gangnam Style came out, otherwise the memes would have been insufferable.

The owl is going to eat you as soon as it wakes up. Did you see a cafeteria? A water source? Even if you hide from the owl you'll be dead in a week.

Massive points to Toph for holding that up as everyone inside was delaying for stupid reasons.

No.

No you have to give me back Appa before the episode ends. That's the rules.

Final Thoughts

Unacceptable.

This episode felt contrived, everyone involved except maybe Toph had some epic moments of dumb, and to top it all off they stole Appa. I am not amused.

There was lots of setup and little story here. At least that's what it felt like. There were some fairly lame lines that came off as ham-fisted exposition. The ground hog choir was about the only funny bit. Maybe it's the utterly unacceptable ending bleeding backwards and staining the rest of the episode, but I did not like this one. It honestly would have benefited from a Zuko b-plot, and I do not say that lightly.

#atla #avatar: the last airbender #avatar the last airbender #the library #having fun isn't hard when you've got a library card

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kigozula · 2 years

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True Love: Sokkla Saturdays 2021

Day 7: "I am your punishment, but you are mine too"

“Maybe you do not realize it but that is what you do" she said pacing in the room.

“Azula please, that's not what I meant! You don't even give me a chance to explain myself” he said almost pleading.

“So, everything is my fault now, perfect!” she said with a sarcastic smile.

They started discussing and she went into their room in the fire nation palace. He followed her. Now it turned into arguing, and Azula’s emotions got the better end of her. Sokka stood there feeling extremely desperate and very bad about their situation.

“No! I didn't say that” he said.

“What did you say then Sokka?” tears were forming in her eyes, which made Sokka’s heart shatter into pieces. He always hated when she cried. It made him feel bad about it always, no matter if it was his fault or not.

“Listen” he was walking towards her when she took a firm position, telling him silently to stop nearing her.

Sokka’s blood boiled at that, and he felt a knot forming in his throat.

“Don't do that and let me talk! I don't want this! I don't want to fight, and I feel extremely bad when you do this” he was feeling even more desperate now.

“This what?” she asked with a louder voice

“This of course, this argument your stance against me right now! I feel very bad, this is not us, we are not like this!”

“Well maybe we are. Maybe we are terrible people who knows? And we deserve this. Maybe… maybe I'm your punishment but you're mine too!”

Silence.

The air in the room felt heavy and none of them uttered another word.

Now she hurt him. She really did hurt him. His desperation turned into shock followed by deep pain. It was Azula who stopped now and realized what her words affected on him. Now it was her turn to feel bad. Her emotions calmed down a bit with the intensity of the moment.

What were they fighting for in the first place? She was stressed that's what she knew, and her monthly cycle drove her mad this time. She let her frustrations out on him seemed like. But he also didn't realize that sometimes his wording and the things he said got on her nerves. He still never hurt her, and he still never meant to hurt her ever. He has always been a good man. She was always a good partner to him as well.

Occasional arguments were part of a relationship right? They still had a long way to go.

She swallowed hard.

Sokka gave her a pained look but narrowed his eyebrows now. Walking closer to her, his intense look made Azula shiver, for she felt hurt for hurting him.

He took her hands in his.

“Never, never say that again 'cause it's not real. I… I know you're just saying this because you're angry. I know you're not meaning it because it's not true” he talked firmly and clearly.

“I'm…” she started.

“Look Azula, sometimes I make you bit angry without even meaning to. Maybe sometimes what I say comes off completely wrong and I'm so sorry for that love. I lose all rationality and I'm always so emotional when it comes to you because I love you so much. You are the most important thing in my life, you've always been. I don’t want to imagine anything without you”

His eyes and his voice were so soft yet so clear.

“I know” she replied, as small tears were dropping out of her eyes.

“It's just the same goes for me too you know. I love you too much and everything you do and say is so essential, but you sometimes don't even realize it because you always hold me in such high regards. Yet you don't know that I do the same for you. And I get hurt by petty things you do and say sometimes because I care too much” she said, earnestly.

He pulled her into a tight hug. Tears were falling from his eyes as well.

The small fight ended with kisses and hugs, emotional looks. They talked things out.

An hour later, they were lying in their shared bed, holding each other tightly. The sun was shining through the window beautifully in their room.

“I didn't mean what I said of course. I'm sorry Sokka. I should be careful with my wording when I’m angry. I’m just a bit stressed these days” Azula told him.

“It's okay love, I know and I'm sorry that I couldn't soothe your stress better. I’m sorry if I made you feel angry. Forgive me” he told her earnestly.

“It's not your fault”

“You scare me when you say things like that. You are my entire world! Nothing scares me more than knowing that you are sad or angry at me. No matter what, always come to me and always talk with me okay? Your feelings aren’t little or petty, they are important, and I want to know them” he said smiling at her warmly.

“Okay” she smiled back at him the same way.

He kissed her nose.

“So, what are we going to do today?” he asked playfully.

“I don't know. What do you want to do?” she got closer to him. Not matter how close and intertwined they were, they always craved for more closeness.

“Well, let's see what we can do” he said whispering and kissing her passionately.

Everything was talked out. Even if it hasn’t been anything big, it still hurt both whenever the other felt sad. They always managed to talk things out, to make love and make their love for each other grow day by day…

#sokkla saturdays 2021 #sokkla #azula #sokka #kigozula #mine #story #I never thought that I would go with this prompt honestly...#but life makes me do things I never thought doing... hehe #and I am glad I joined archiveofourown #nice site!!!#screencaps:piandao.org

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forever--rain · 3 years

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Hi! For the fanfic ask game, 6, 7, and 28 for a delicate balance and lost in you still! (pairing is zutara ofc)

Hey, darling! I hope you're having a wonderful day!

6. If you’re really concentrating, how many words can you write in a day?

I majored in both English and creative writing because I'm a masochist who made the same mistake as John Mulaney by majoring in a language I ALREADY SPOKE and my approach to writing papers/poems/stories/etc. was pretty much "think about it a lot in the weeks leading up to the due date, do nothing about it, then write it all the night before and get an A." And LOOK. I know that's not a healthy approach, okay? I know it's not rational and it shouldn't be done. I do NOT recommend it. It's a habit I'm having to break myself of because it's just not sustainable. HOWEVER. The only reason I started doing that was because I spent literal MONTHS writing a paper for an art history class I had to take in order to meet core requirements (it wasn't even part of my MAJOR or MINOR) and I ended up with a C. A C. I had never gotten a C on a paper before in my LIFE. It destroyed me.

After that I had an attitude of, "Well, if I'm going to spend all this time on a FIFTY PAGE PAPER about ONE MINUSCULE PIECE OF ART only to get a C... Then I'm done. I'm going to half-ass my papers forever because I CAN'T COPE." And then it backfired on me. Every paper/poem/story/etc. that I wrote in a night earned me an A. Which just reinforced what I was doing. So now I can either write thousands of words in one sitting or ten words in a day. There is no in between. And all of this is just a long, unasked for explanation for my actual answer to this question which is:

If I'm REALLY focused? If I'm not procrastinating on Tumblr? If I'm not too drawn into my original works? 🤣 A couple thousand. Though I've been able to crank out a chapter or two of Wind-Songs in the Pines in a day and those usually clock in around 4k.

7. Which part of writing do you struggle with most?

Descriptions are the bane of my existence. Specifically when it comes to settings. I feel like I'm never doing enough to set a scene. But then I try to force more of that into a story and it feels like I'm trying too hard.

28. In [x fic], what is a happy, post-fic headcanon you have about [pairing]? (I'll definitely answer this question more than once if anyone else wants to ask it!!)

Okay! Happy, post-fic headcanons for A Delicate Balance and Lost In You Still coming right up!

A Delicate Balance

It doesn't take long at all for Katara and Zuko to move in together. They're together maybe four or five months when it happens. And it all arises because Katara realizes she never gave Zuko back his spare key after that first morning. When she goes to give it back to him, he looks at the key, looks at all of her things that have migrated into his place, and is just like, "My lease is almost up. She's here almost every night anyway. Maybe she and I should look for a place together." Of course, he goes about it in the most bumbling way possible and part of him is terrified that Katara only says yes because she wants to get away from Sokka and Suki, the fic's token Gross Couple (affectionate). But then she comes to him with like 30 different places that they could rent (all of which have a dedicated room that he can use as a home office while he gets his business off the ground and east-facing bedroom windows because she knows he loves mornings) and he realizes she's just as excited about it as he is.

Lost In You Still

Oh, gosh! I feel like I've talked about my end of story headcanons for this fic a lot, but there's always more I want to share. Here is a lil one for ya!

Every year, Zuko and Katara make sure to take the kids to celebrate the winter solstice in the Southern Water Tribe. They go not only because they want the kids to appreciate their Water Tribe heritage but also to celebrate their anniversary. And every year until she passes, they ask Kanna to tell the story of Tui and Malina, just as she did at their wedding. And when she's gone, Hakoda willingly steps up to continue the tradition.

Behind the scenes asks!

#ask evergreen #evergreen answers #behind the scenes asks #ladamapintada #ask game #zutara

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intergalacticrp · 7 years

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NAME :// JET LAOGAI ORIGIN :// AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER AGE :// TWENTY-FOUR GENDER :// NONBINARY ( HE/HIM/THEY/THEM ) JOB :// MECHANIC FC :// ZHANG YIXING

Underneath it all the truth is that I Really feel like shit I'm so sick of being tired I'm so tired of being sick

BIOGRAPHY ://

trigger warnings: death, murder, blood, depressive episodes, parental death, military and dissociation.

Jet Laogai wouldn't call himself a healthy puppy. He knows his shit's fucked up, that he hasn't had it all together for a very long time, that war broke him apart like chopsticks. He remembers some brights spots before his parents died, but they've all blurred together now; it's been over ten years, after all. He doesn't remember his mother's face or his father's voice, but that doesn't stop him from hearing his mother's voice ring through the apartment or from seeing his father walking down the hallway. His parents had never even left his home planet, not once - he wonders if they would approve of him now. He hopes not.

Fan and Wei Laogai were poor, but they were upstanding individuals, the kind of people who shared game with their neighbors and kept other people's children free of charge. They raised Jet to be like them, to take care of younger kids and be nice to animals and all that good, wholesome shit. He was eight when they were killed, slaughtered in front of him with blood spattered on their cheap apartment furniture, and Jet stayed hidden. He hid in the bottom of his father's closet with his legs tucked against his chest, breathing slow and quiet and waiting for the soldiers to leave. Sitting there, scared out of his mind and preparing himself to die, Jet decided something: he would never be afraid of soldiers again. Never again. His parents were the best people he had ever met, and he wouldn't let them die in vain. It could be said that the Freedom Fighters were founded by Jet's parents, really.

Starting the Freedom Fighters was kind of an accident, to tell you the truth, and not one of Jet's happiest. He started collected kids like stray dogs, because maybe he needed to eat, but so did they; he didn't mean to infect them with his fire, to let it eat out their insides and make them into nothing but charred remains. He raised them and razed them, turned children into soldiers without meaning to, and he's so sorry, but he wasn't at the time. At the time, it was power crawling up his throat instead of bile, and he was twelve leading a hundred soldiers, leading a raid, making killing things of kids. He remembers so well that they were only kids - sometimes he forgets that he was one too.

He was thirteen running things into the ground, because he never learned how to balance leadership with bloodlust. He doesn't know when he gained bloodlust. Smellerbee and Longshot pulled him out of that, made sure he did not drown in his own awful need for chaos, and he still doesn't know how to thank them for that. It's been eleven years. The war lasted and it lasted and it lasted, and he fought and he killed and he taught others to fight and to kill and he ruined as many lives as he ended and he's still dirty, he'll never be clean of this - he isn't finished yet.

Two years after Smellerbee and Longshot pulled him back to being a relatively rational leader, he was fifteen, and the military occupants started using bombs on populated cities. Jet evacuated as many as he could, helped people out of cities, wiped out a lot of red in his ledger just sneaking into military camps and finding plans that were not his business to find. That was when the Freedom Fighters started being less fighting and more freedom, liberating information and people and try to keep everyone alive rather than ripping out any soldier rot and leaving it all for dead. When saving people stopped being enough, Jet took the next step: he became a spy.

Becoming a spy at sixteen was admittedly not one of his best ideas. He could pass as eighteen, but he shouldn't have even tried; he had the adult weight and the attitude, but not the temperament. He shouldn't have left Smellerbee and Longshot, he shouldn't have gone off on his own, they could be trusted to lead, but he couldn't be trusted alone, and he never should have gone. June would have made a better spy, Teo, even the Duke would have made a better spy, and the kid was just a kid. They figured Jet out less than two weeks after his infiltration, and he doesn't talk about what happened after that. He thinks he blacked most of it out.

The war ended when he was nineteen. For the past three years, he had been going between letting himself recover from what could be called torture (what he called "I don't want to fucking talk about it, 'shot!") and ruthlessly suppressing every mental health issue he had ever had by continuing to lead his army. It only grew during his time being a spy and thereafter, but he almost wished that it hadn't. So many kids looked up to him with their big, hopeful eyes and he just wanted to tell them to give up hope, to throw it out the window and never be disappointed again. Then, the war ended.

Longshot and Smellerbee took him off planet, practically forced him along with them, and again he had a gratefulness to him that he didn't know how to speak. The two of them have always had a habit of knowing exactly how to push him into taking care of himself. They made him start talking again, start letting out some of his anger in the gym rather than just letting it burn him up, turn him to soot and rot and nothing of the person he used to be. He'll never be that kid again, but maybe he can steal some parts of himself back. He doesn't think so, sometimes.

He spends his days like this: he goes to the shop, works on someone else's car. He feels content and he feels like he's doing a job, something that doesn't take big decisions or directions or telling other people what to do. He sweats and it feels clean, and he gets along with some of his coworkers if not all of them, and they don't know about who he was before the war ended. He does not think about the war. Sunshine reverberates off of his shoulders and he feels just so light. He's excited about seeing Smellerbee and Longshot at the end of the day, but he's not rushing home. He is happy to be at work.

He spends his days like this: swathed in darkness, he does not know if he is even a person anymore, if he is separable from the shadows or if they've just swallowed him whole for once, if he doesn't have to be anymore. He only knows the wrongs he has done and the wrongs done to him, the things that no one can take back and that, as hard as he tries to force them down his own throat so he can digest them, get rid of them, remain lodged at the base of his spine. He remembers every moment of pain and sadness, no matter how hard he tries to push them away.

He spends his days like this: everything is grey. This is not a bad thing. He is not happy, but the sadness hasn't come back for him yet. Everything feels scraped out and empty, like every bad thing is gone, but every good thing is gone as well. He doesn't hear his mother's voice when he's alone. He almost misses her all over again. These days are both the best and the worst. There is no comedown, but there is no high either.

Jet Laogai would not call himself a healthy puppy. But he's working on it.

AESTHETIC ://

a sleek smirk, bright eyes, midnight, dusk, dawn, whispered plots, metal jewelry, fast paced music, leather wallets, dancing, when the sun backlights the trees, dreaming with your eyes wide open, falling asleep with all the lights on because you can’t do it any other way, co-sleeping, yin and yang.

MISC ://

on their own planet, things were a lot less fun and free for jet. he and a few of his friends (he always says a few, like there weren’t hundreds of them near the end) were better known as the freedom fighters than their names. at twelve, he was their leader, a child army, and all of them looked up to him for command - even the older ones. he couldn’t ever look lost or scared, to anyone but smellerbee and longshot. they’re the best friends he’s ever had.

there were enough of them to convince some adults to join their cause as jet grew older, and when he was eighteen, there were enough of them grown that they could actually petition the government. child labour laws and labour laws at large on their home planet have gotten better. they even stopped sporadically killing their citizens! but none of the efforts meant that jet could look at it the same anymore.

he doesn’t like to talk about it, but jet’s parents were killed in front of him when he was eight years old. it was his motivation to start the freedom fighters with his closest friends. because of this unfortunate history, jet is paranoid of authority figures and semi-prone to lashing out at anyone - besides smellerbee - who tells him what to do. he can’t stand to live alone anymore, so he, smellerbee and longshot share an apartment.

jet is known for his charisma, more than anything else, a smiling face and a magnetic personality that most everyone who has met him gets sucked into. jet knows he has this aura, and isn’t afraid to use it.

for fun, jet is a very skilled sword fighter. he used to use them during his days as a freedom fighter, but it’s just a pastime now. his personal favorites are two swords that end with hooks that he brought from their home planet, some of the only things he brought with him. he’s used to working with his hands with weapons and with fixing their homes, which is what brought him to becoming a mechanic.

CONNECTION ://

shan “smellerbee” lin and lok “longshot” sun : his closest friends, his confidants. the best things that have ever happened to him.

katara hakoda : just some girl he knows, but maybe not. he’s always good to see where things go.

aang roku, sokka hakoda and toph beifong : people who run around with katara. not as much fun.

zuko yu: katara’s friend, but different because jet finds him really sketchy.

AVAILABILITY :// OPEN || TAKEN BY MER

#disney rp #animated rp #bio rp #skeleton rp #literate rp #jet laogai #avatar: the last airbender #nb #zhang yixing #taken #tnb #death tw #murder tw #blood tw #depressive episodes tw #parental death tw #military tw #dissociation tw

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