Okay But The Idea Of Ellie Just. Gaslighting People In Jackson Who Try To Be Nosy And Ask About Her Being

June 9: Role Swap (Firelord Roku/Avatar Sozin)

As you can see, the avatar's powers are only being used responsibly

Defiantly not used to be taller then your bf

my sister asked for art of them and i thought they both could use a hug

just give me a straight answer, old man!!

TFW when u and ur bf have the same bad taste 💕 [inspo]

headcanon that uncle iroh was very scary so the sailors on zuko’s ship never swore around him and zuko knows no swearwords. aang, however, knows all of them and just chooses not to use them

Some autistic zuko headcanons

He uses firebending as a stim, often lighting small flames between his fingers while he taps them together. He also rocks back and forth while meditating by himself.

His family, especially Azula, picked up on his nuerodivergency pretty early on and that’s caused him to be even more of an outsider. (The Royal Family are all dicks)

He doesn’t understand jokes or sarcasm very well but he’s mean to his friends as a joke (they have a hard time getting it).

His hyper fixation is sword fighting and theater. He knows a surprising amount and is a little embarrassed about it. (The theater part at least.)

He tends to overexplain himself because he’s scared he isn’t being understood, so he comes off as a bit awkward.

Feel free to add on!

This is the beginnings of a Zue au where Zuko is banished to the North Pole/used as a pawn to keep the water savages under the Fire Nation thumb. If their prince marries Yue, he becomes the chief consort, so it's like the Fire Nation took over without having to actually do anything.

At first they are distrustful, since they've both been raised with stories of the other nation being evil. But Zuko is such a sweety and Yue is smart, they figure out that they are actually destined to be bffs!

Also, the person giving Zuko away here isn't Ozai. It's some diplomat.

Jet preparing dinner for the 92738382929 Freedom fighters....

I BELIEVE THAT HE WOULD BE A GOOD COOK.

[ID: an image of jet drawn over a real image. He is frying rice and is sautéing it in the shape of a perfect wave. He is looking directly at us, wearing his signature outfit and wheat in mouth with the addition of an apron that says kiss the cook.

End ID]

embers zuko and maybe azula too if that’s okay, in modern (for the ask thing if you’re still doing it)

i’d like to formally apologize for forgetting that this was supposed to be modern😬😬 literally didn’t remember that until right now as i went to post oops

anyways here’s zuko helping lil azula with her schoolwork

The ghost of Lue Ten haunts the halls of the fire nation capital,

Ozai was not one who miscalculated often.

He had ordered the death of his nephew in the hopes of destroying his brother’s claim to the throne. It had worked, somewhat but what his wife then did, cemented the success. His nephew was dead, his father was dead, his brother was too emotionally destroyed to take the throne, which left Ozai to take it.

He shouldn’t have underestimated how annoying his nephew could be.

He had assumed he was imagining things the first time he looked out into the garden and saw a soldier with blood rolling down the side of his head, sitting with his son by the turtle duck pond. He blinked and the image was gone. It had meant nothing.

Until the image returned two weeks later practicing cartwheels with Azula and her acrobatic friend. That time the soldier had looked dead at him and smiled. It wasn’t a kind smile and Ozai shivered as the image disappeared.

The third time he saw the spirit, as Ozai had no other explanation for the apparition of his dead nephew, he was following behind Iroh, as he always did.

Iroh unknowingly walked the halls of the palace, with his son at his heals. That’s where Lu Ten decided to stay, until the night of the Agni Kai.

As Ozai burned his hand print into his son’s face, he made the mistake of looking up. Lu Ten stood over him, his eyes burning with fury even as blood slid down his forehead into them.

Ozai stumbled back, having never seen his nephew’s spirit up so close before. The men he had paid to kill him had apparently tried to crush his head, if the slightly deformed skull was anything to go by.

Ozai shook himself and left the arena.

Lu Ten was in his office. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his throne room. Ozai left.

Lu Ten was in his bedroom and Ozai realized he was now the one his nephew was following. Iroh and Zuko were gone and now Lu Ten was following him.

Ozai caved after a week of his new spirit stalker.

“What do you want?” Ozai finally asked, looking up at the corner Lu Ten stood in staring at him.

Lu Ten moved closer to him and Ozai backed up. Lu Ten was only interested in the paper and writing utensils on his desk.

The truth to be known.

“I can’t do that,” Ozai said.

Then get use to me.

Lu Ten faded from view again and Ozai sighed in relief before feeling something cold on his back. He reached behind him and his hand came back with blood. He turned around only to fall from his chair as Lu Ten, more corporeal then ever before, laughed at his fear.

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He’s there for revenge, but also to watch over his cousins and take care of his dad.