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#azula did nothing wrong
crybabylulu · 2 months
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UNCLE IROH HAS SPOKEN! (This tweet is old stfu I forgot I had this!) HE SAID AZULA DESERVES REDEMPTION! HE HAS SPOKEN!
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ezekiels-nuthouse · 1 year
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My latest paintjob and 3D print of super based prodigious lady who did nothing wrong, and her brother stans just cope. Gonna use her as a proxy for my Adepta Sororitas warlord. After all, Imperium of Man and Fire Nation share many fantastic features. Heck, SoB(OML pattern) already wear red, black and gold and use shit ton of fire weaponry. Princess Azula is so ripper her bare hands are basically heavy flamers.
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azula-omnipotens · 1 year
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So... I stole meds from the nuthouse and now... I AM A FOUR HUNDRED FOOT TALL PURPLE PLATYPUS BEAR WITH PINK HORNS AND SILVER WINGS! IT IS TIME TO FACE YOUR DOOM, ZUZU!!!
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blluespirit · 1 month
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i see a terrible azula take? instant block. i’m cleansing ✨
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shopcat · 13 days
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i am so good at not keeping my opinions to myself 💪💪💪💪 "*rsa defender for life" you would defend a rock on the ground if it so much as rolled in the direction of your favourite male character
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dyketower · 1 year
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inspo.
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mahoushojoe · 2 years
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my ursa and azula opinion is that it was a real shitty situation for two people in abusive environment and that it's no one person's particular fault and that shit like that just happens sometimes. the comics don't exist for me btw. anyway i think that ursa was in a position where she had almost no power over her own life and saw her kids being actively destroyed by her abuser. she paid special attention to one who clearly had deep self esteem issues and a lack of encouragement. she tried her best to discipline the other who began to display behaviors she learned from her abuser. azula feeling that her mother hated her is valid bc she was a little kid separated from her mother at like, what, 8 or 9 years old? and from then on spent time exclusively with her abuser who probably reinforced that line of thinking. i dont think ursa actively hated azula or favored zuko over her i think she was just in a shit situation with no support and circumstances led azula to think what she thought and its nobody's fault and THATS MY TAKE
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ididgettomeetyou · 1 year
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my hot take
People complaining about zukos redemption arc not being perfect /his personality not doing a 180 ie: him still being callous/rude/ / not a super nice guy are boring. Yes he still has to work on himself that doesnt mean his redemption was a complete bust. as someone who had to work to change myself to be a better person i didn't exactly become the sweetest women alive ever either. i still have a lot of shit to unlearn.
. i'm pretty sure the idea of a redemption arc is doing super bad shit and making up for it later not completely altering your personality to mr. sweetest man on earth. Example. from my fav bird who reminds me a lot of zuko minus the greedthing.
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Iago worked for jafar watched him almost kill Aladdin, ended up switching sides cause jafar was an abusive piece of trash and saved the day. his peronality remained grumpy/ sarcastic/ not that friendly .. and thats fine. i wouldnt find him fun if he became a perfect zero flaws character.
im not sure where fandom gets the idea a character switching sides means they got to act like a saint. other than this fandoms hate towards characters having flaws.. . I dont want a perfect Zuko
its so frusterating. just because azula didn't get a happy ending doesnt mean zuko didnt earn his heck for all we know she'll get a happy ending in one of the movies.. i see zero reason to constantly put down characters to prop up others.. this fandom is just annoying.
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justignitestuff · 2 years
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there is a direct pipeline between people who loved azula from atla as a kid and people who love wanda now and that pipeline is lesbianism 
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is monaca towa a vriska discuss
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crybabylulu · 3 months
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It’s the way I love this picture so much 😭 I hate myself! It just looks like a dad with his little precious baby daughter but we all know the truth 😭 I hate it here!
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ezekiels-nuthouse · 1 year
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Ok, I'm starting to think someday someone would ask me the list of people who did nothing wrong imo, and although sharing it about certain real people may or may not be considered extremism, I will show you my top-10 of characters who did nothing wrong.
1. Magnus The Red. Like, obviously, duh.
2. Princess Azula
3. Amanda Young
4. Roland Of Gilead
5. Konrad Curze
6. Michael Myers(RZ)
7. Harley Quinn
8. DT Keeper
9. Owlking and Wolf Queen
10. Cirilla
Now, if you ask me to explain, I won't do it. I know those are all like, murderers, warmongers and war criminals, but ehm... they did nothing wrong. In my sick mind, all is perfectly fine and I would join most of them in their quest. Get to The Dark Tower by any means? Sure. Slay the Eagle in the name of the night? Great. Slaughter some teens and a bald century-old wanker for the greater good and the strongest nation? Aye-aye! Just have fun? Ripper! Put some heretics to a death trap? I'm in. Vengeance? Vengeance! What, I'm a psychopath? No, I'm just a rich British Aussie. Not like there's too much of a difference.
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floatyflowers · 2 months
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The second wife| Dark! Ozai x Wife! Reader x Platonic Dark! Zuko and Azula
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Ozai murdered your husband and your baby to take you as a second wife.
Of course, he has done it secretly so he doesn't appear like the villain in your eyes.
You were the handmaiden and younger sister of his first wife, and the one he wished to marry in the first place.
So, when Ursa runs away, he marries you against your will.
Even though the marriage was forced, right after your husband and child's death, yet you held no ill intention towards your nephew and niece.
Zuko is quick to accept you as you are his aunt whom he trusts.
While Azula didn't know how to act around you, thinking that you viewed her in the same way her mother did, a monster.
But you made sure to include her in everything along with Zuko.
The healthy relationship you had with Ursa is the same one you wish for Zuko and Azula to have, one full of love and respect.
But Azula always tried to push Zuko out of some activities, she claimed 'it is a girl's thing'
"Mother should only brush my hair because I'm a girl"
Meanwhile, Zuko clings to you, telling you everything he knows, or sought knowledge about it.
Meanwhile, you hate Ozai, he is just unlike...your first husband.
Ozai is beyond redemption in your eyes.
And many days, you avoid him.
However, one day, you and Ozai were fighting about political matters and Zuko intervened to defend you.
"Stop yelling at mother, she has done nothing wrong!"
You only placed your hands on Zuko's shoulders, fearing that Ozai might hurt him.
But the glaring competition between the son and the father only ended in Ozai leaving.
Unfortunately, Ozai did not let that slide when Zuko cut in one of the political meetings.
He challenged him to an agni kai.
Something that Azula was excited about.
You tried to plead for Zuko's case.
But that made Ozai more determined.
And on that day of Agni Kai, Zuko was left defeated with a scar as a reminder.
And then banished from the first nation for not wanting to fight his father.
But you kept sending him letters from behind your husband's back.
At first, Zuko swore to capture the avatar so he can be accepted back as an heir and into the arms of his aunt, you.
But after joining the team avatar, he swore to defeat his father and save you.
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lilith-91 · 18 days
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Sometimes I do wonder if atla fandom like the REAL Zuko at all because the nonsense i'm reading about him....... 😭
"He's a prodigy" nope that's AZULA, that's the point of these two characters and he's also the weakest bender of the gaang
"He's friendly, charismatic and charming" that's Aang 😭
"He's the perfect boyfriend" he's possessive and jealous, that's why Mai dumped his ass and she was RIGHT
"He did nothing wrong" i'm not saying anything here lol
"He's the most mature person of the gaang" ??? PEOPLE BE SERIOUS
This character is crazy mischaracterized, like Aang actually 😭
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roboticchibitan · 7 months
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Once again thinking about the ATLA post series (not in continuity with the comics) fanfic I'll never write that follows Azula going to work in Iroh's tea shop in Ba Sing Se and her ensuing struggle with psychosis and realizing she was in the wrong and is just as much the victim of an abusive parent as Zuko was.
In this story Iroh tries to help her and at first she HATES it. She hates his kindness, she hates the sadness on his face when he sees her struggling, she hates all of it. At one point she snaps at Iroh to stop pitying her and he says, "Don't you know the difference between compassion and pity?" And she snaps back that they're the same thing and he replies, "You're wrong, Azula. Pity is simply feeling sad for someone's circumstances. Compassion is the desire for their circumstances to get better." And it hits her like a ton of bricks that this man, unlike her father, wants what's best for her. He's only ever treated her with kindness and she's disrespected him and called him weak for it and it's the most actual love she's ever received from a father figure in her fifteen years of life. And she wants nothing more than to cry in his arms but she can't yet because she doesn't know how to show weakness in front of anyone because of what her father did to her.
I see a post floating around sometimes where someone said that as a child, Azula is the scariest character, but as an adult, she's the saddest and I agree. She was 15. She deserves a redemption arc.
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bouncybongfairy · 2 months
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Could you do a live action Zuko x reader, they were betrothed to eachother before his banishment. They frequently had visits and got along really well. First time they met he saw her creating a blue butterfly from her fire bending. The reader can produce blue flames but is a gentle, kind person. Zuko is reading the latest letter she has sent him, praying for his safety and health. How does he feel about them after all this time? Maybe this fuel his fire to complete his quest and get home.
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See You Soon
Prince Zuko x Fem Reader
Summary: Both Zuko and can't stop thinking about each other, after reading the most recent letters you sent to each other.
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It’s been some time since the last time you’d seen Zuko face to face. Ever since his banishment, so about three years. You’d think those wounds would have healed, a betrothal that was nothing more than a concept faded in time. Anyone who’d know you would say you were well past it, those people obviously weren’t paying close enough attention. Sending each other letters, drawings and pressed flowers. Detailing everything unfolding in his quest to find the Avatar. Her day to day life with school and helping your mom with all the tailoring for the Fire Lord’s family. A very important part in your life considering your family had been tailoring in the palace for generations. Every once in a while you’d send him an embroidered Lion to represent power and leadership, hiding his name tiny within the mane. Although you found comfort in the words of reassurance he gave through ink and paper, it only made you long for something more. Reminiscing on all the precious memories that now feel like they were taken for granted.  
The two of you met by chance, your mother worked in the palace. She made all the clothes for the royal family. Often having you assist, holding her pin cushion or any other request she may have. At first not paying each other much attention, one day Azula came in, berating both your mother and self like she did to all other staff. Hearing horror stories from others in the palace made you terrified of her. The last thing you wanted was to get your family banished for looking at her wrong. Zuko noticed this, and nudged your arm; looking over at her and then rolling his eyes. Giving you a reassuring smile, Azula then nudged your shoulder with hers as she walked out. 
“That girl may be a princess by blood line but not respect from her people. She rules with fear when it should be grace,” you mother grumbled as you walked into the house. 
“That may be true but it must be hard, growing up competing for the throne. Having your entire life mapped out for you even before you’re born. That must be so hard on someone so young, I think I'd break,” pulling your hair out of the tight bun. Your mother smiled, setting the bags on the table. Cupping your face in her hands,
“I love that in a nation so pitiless and jaded that you have kept your soft spirit. You know that, but that girl spoiled down to the soul,” your mother laughs before turning back to her bags.
You laugh and walk into your bedroom to change before heading back outside. The weather was perfect to practice your fire bending. One of the perks of having a mother who worked in the palace was better education for you. Now that you had been learning to bend from a master, you were able to do more than you could ever imagine. At school all you learned was combat or defensive bending. At home, you liked practicing making different shapes. At the beginning it was simple stuff like circles or hearts, with time they were getting more intricate. Being able to make things like flowers, birds and even butterflies. You were in the empty field behind your family's home, working on your bending. You’d finally learned to make the butterfly flap its wings and fly around for a couple moments at a time before dissipating. Taking a deep breath and creating the flames, putting all your focus into manipulating its form. Holding your breath nervously as you watch it fly around you. The blue light glowing off the flame lit Zuko's face up, where he was watching from a couple feet away. You gasped out of surprise and backed away. 
“Sorry I didn’t mean to- when Azula nudged you, this fell off your top. I just wanted to return it,” he said, holding out the embroidered patch of a crabapple tree that was pinned to your top. 
“Oh, thank you. Wow I'm really surprised you took the time to return it, as someone with so much responsibility; it’s an honor,” you say, giving him a quick bow out of respect. 
“I’ve only seen masters create such detailed shapes with blue flame, can I help?” he asks, you nod in agreement as he comes closer. He stands behind you, pressing his chest against your back. Nudging your arms up with his hands telling you to create the flame before continuing, 
“Holding your breath limits the amount of time your fire can stay in the air. Like suffocating a candle with its lid. Fire can’t be without oxygen, can you feel my breathing against your back? Match it to yours then try to make the butterfly,” he said. 
You were so nervous but took a deep breath in before matching the rise and fall of his chest. Immediately you could feel the difference, like you had more control over the flames. Being able to make the wing movements sharp and clean. Making the flame circle around the two of you, forcing your bodies closer together. 
“See, isn't that so much better?” he asked. 
“Yeah, I never thought I could have so much control over my bending,” you said, moving to face him. 
“I have to get back but i’ll see you around?” he asked, as he took off in a rush which made you chuckle. 
After that night, it was like fate just couldn’t keep the two of you apart. He was getting fitted more often for leather armor and things like that. Noticing each other in lessons and sneaking glances. This progressed until eventually Zuko became unbothered with who saw the two of you interacting. One day he slipped a note into your bag, wanting to meet later that night. Your heart skipped a beat of course, and for the rest of the day it was all you could think about. The day seemed so much longer now that you had something to look forward to. Practically skipping home from lessons, even though you still had a couple hours before dark. You were happy to be home daydreaming. Your mom was home, cooking komodo chicken. Giving her a kiss on the cheek before heading off to your bedroom. Originally you were going to wear what you always did but part of you felt like the night was too special for your everyday attire. Normally keeping your hair up in a tight bun, you decide to let it down. It took you a while to convince yourself to leave it down but eventually you did.
Everyone was finally asleep, the house dark and quiet. You sneak out the window of your bedroom. Zuko was waiting for you right outside which made you gasp, not seeing it was him at first. He had a big smile on his face, which was refreshing considering he’s been going through alot lately. On a night with such amazing weather, the main city and markets were busy with life. Zuko and you however prefer the peacefulness of looking over the city from the peak of a hill not too far. Zuko was pointing out different constellations in the sky to you. Or showing him new little tricks you were learning with your bending. He always acted really impressed but you knew he was doing it for your benefit. You loved that about him, that he cared so much about your confidence. 
“You know, my father says it’s time to start looking for a girl to betroth,” he says. 
“Oh? Any girls you had in mind?” you ask playfully. 
“No,” he says back in the same playful tone, which makes you elbow him in his ribs. 
“In all seriousness though, how do you feel about that?” he asks, wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you into his side.
“I think I'm waiting for you to ask me properly,” you said chuckling. 
Zuko also felt like he took all these moments for granted. He was currently in his room on the ship. Looking around at all the notes and drawings he’d pinned to the walls. They’d just left where he and his crew were docked, following a lead on the Avatar. Reading the most recent letter you’d sent him, it pained him to know you were feeling the same grief he was about feeling apart. He never really talked about it to his uncle or anyone but it was one of the main reasons he was so motivated to complete his quest. He felt like he was missing out on the most important years of his life. Uncle Iroh always talks about how memorable his late youth was, before he had real responsibilities as general. He missed everything about you. Especially how sweet you were, always finding the good in people. Even finding beauty and grace in Azula; his own mother couldn’t find that in her. 
Often when Zuko was anxious he would think about you comforting him. He knew he could be hot headed both emotionally and physically. This never phased you, even when he was in full blown flames. Always finding a way to calm you down. Somehow reassuring him without making him feel small or stupid. You always used to tell him that anger is a form of passion. That you loved the passion and resilience he had, and that one day he’d be able to channel it without anger. He found so much comfort in you so being ripped away was hard but reading your letters helped. Made him feel like everything wasn’t as impossible as it may seem. Like once he returns home he’ll know you’ll be there to support him. 
He laid back on his bed, your letter on his chest. Worried that you’d grow tired feeling his love through paper and ink. That you’d yearn for love that’s more present in your everyday life. This fear was doubled by the fact that he assumed telling you about this fear would make him come across as insecure. Maybe he was but he didn’t want you to know that. He hated being seen as weak, you were too kind to admit but he knows that exactly what you’d think. Currently thinking about one of the last nights you had together. In Zuko’s old room, laying on the bed together. You were playing with his hair and he had his arms wrapped around your waist. Both of you were pretty tired from training and school. Just melting into each other, enjoying the comfort you gave him. There wasn’t any talking but the silence wasn’t uncomfortable. You’d kiss him on his forehead every once in a while, finger combing his hair. Taking in your smell and leaning into your touch. He never felt so vulnerable in a comforting way with someone. 
Iroh came into the room, making Zuko jump up. Clutching onto his letter, immediately his uncle sensed something was off. His eyes were dark and puffy, not to mention quite red. The bruise on his face appeared to be swelling and it was obvious that he was beyond his limit. Iroh set down the wooden tray he carried in, handing him a cup. 
“I know you don’t want to hear this but mentally you are being strained. Bending and combat is easy for you because you’ve done it your whole life. Emotionally, some of your muscles are weak but I can see your slowly strengthening them. It’s important that you get lots of rest while you-” he went to look over at Zuko and stopped talking once he realized the boy was asleep. Iroh held back a laugh before taking the cup and letter out of his hands. Zuko gripped the paper and woke up but settled down once he realized it was him. 
“Rest now, and please truly let yourself rest,” he said, pulling the blanket over him and he laid down. Folding the letter gently and leaving it on the nightstand.
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