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brotheramberland · 10 months

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Hello I was wondering if you could do a platonic relationship with Zuko Levi Kakashi , Gojo with their child that’s like a totally a daddy’s kid(?😭) that wants be like them when they grow up and just looks up to them so much and just mimic the things they do and just follows them+how would they feel about it 🥹🫶

Anime characters as fathers with a child!reader.

Characters include: Zuko, Kakashi Hatake, Levi Ackerman, and Satoru Gojo.

Summary: The character's reaction to their child who looks up to them and aspires to be exactly like them.

Please keep in mind: All character and reader interactions are purely platonic. There is NO romance. The reader is somewhere below the age of twelve and is portrayed as non-binary. These drabbles are meant to be platonic, fluffy and comforting.

Notes: For @bellhella. Hi las, I hope you're doing grand. Cute request too, I enjoyed writing it. I added a tiny splash of angst but everything is still pretty fluffy. I try to make each individual drabble unique and different so that viewers can experience a variety of emotions. I hope that's alright. Remember to keep your head up, stay safe and stay awesome!

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Fire Lord Zuko

Ever since you were an infant, you had always clung to him and taken after him, claiming that you wanted to be just like him when you grew up. It was an attitude that Zuko found endearing and it made him beam with pride. After all of his past mistakes, a part of him was against your aspirations, but he wouldn't let his own insecurities get in the way of your dreams.

At a surprisingly young age- barely over your toddler years- you had requested to train. And train you did. Constantly you were trying your hardest to learn new maneuvers, techniques and skills. When you mastered something, you always sought his approval and praise. Zuko was impressed by how well you accepted constructive criticism and fought to grow.

During meetings or speeches, you would always sit back quietly and observe him. Then later Zuko would have to clear out rooms so that you could pretend like you were the fire lord giving hundreds of people a big, inspirational speech. Just like him.

Zuko, to say the least, was extremely proud of how you were growing and exceeding in life. He was just as attached to you as you were to him, and he would do anything to help you grow up to be healthier, happier and safer than he ever got to be during his childhood.

Today you had been training outside. Your father had been teaching you how to spit fire by using the strength of your stomach. Despite how strict and serious he could be, Zuko loved how you displayed your own ways of having fun. You say you want to be just like him, but you were also just so unmistakably 'you' and he loved that.

But today you did something that he didn't quite like.

"Daddy," You turned towards your father on the bench you were sitting on, "Will you... Will you burn my eye? The left one."

And the way your question made Zuko feel on the inside was far more painful than any lightning strike could ever be. He dropped his goblet and froze, unable to believe that you could ask such a thing. You wanted him to 'burn' you? Burn you in such a way similar to how he had been burned?

"Dad?" You asked in light concern.

Zuko shot up, his hair swishing as he went to stand in front of you, "You- don't you dare ask for something like that ever again. Do you hear me?"

Flinching, you gape and stutter in fear at his sudden outburst of anger, "I..." You didn't know what to say, "I-I'm sorry, I... I just wanted to be like you-"

"By wanting me to burn you? That's how you justify yourself right now? Nonsense. I will not tolerate this irrational behavior. If you ever ask me or anyone else to burn you again, then I swear on my life you will regret it, do you understand me?"

You couldn't believe he was so angry. You stiffened up, tears pouring out your eyes.

Zuko nearly shouted, his arms shaking, "I said 'do you understand me'?"

"Yes," You cried, burying your face in your hands, "I'm sorry, ok. I'm sorry. Please don't be mad, daddy, please-uhh... I'm sorry."

Breathing fast, Zuko stared at you and felt a sudden cloud of guilt envelope him, and he frowned in regret. He didn't mean to be so harsh, nor did he want you to cry. He just... He just couldn't stand the thought of you suffering in any of the ways he himself had to.

Calming down, Zuko took in a deep breath and went to kneel in front of you. He reached out, grabbed your hands and gently coaxed them away from your face, "I'm sorry."

Using a spare handkerchief, Zuko gently cleaned your teary eyes and running nose, "I didn't mean to get so angry with you. I was just... You have to understand, (y/n), not all parts of me are honorable, and that includes this mark. My father gave me this mark because he despised me, and... Well... I don't despise you, so even if I did burn you it wouldn't be the same. It would never be the same."

Zuko cupped your face and stroked his thumb over your left cheek, "Please know that I am grateful that we are not the same in this way, and I hope that we never will be."

"I'm sorry..." You croak, still ashamed of yourself, "I didn't know."

"It's okay," Zuko lifted his arms out, "It's okay. I'm not angry."

Standing up, you go to bury yourself into the divine safety of your father's arms, sadness still beating within your heart, "I love you, daddy."

Zuko smiled and hugged you close, "I love you too, (y/n), and I can't wait to see what an excellent fire lord you're going to become one day. Even greater than me."

You whimpered, still upset but lifted by his faith and understanding. You had made a mistake today, but it was okay. You would never do it again. And while you would like to be just like your father in every way that counts, there were some things that could never be the same no matter how similar the situation.

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Levi Ackerman

He woke up to the obnoxious sensation of someone's hand shaking his shoulder, and he groaned grumpily in irritation. "Wake up, daddy," Your ridiculously energetic voice called, "Daddy, come on, it's time to get up."

Levi creaked open his eyes and glared at you, "Hey, wanna know how you can be just like me?"

"How?" You instantly beamed.

"By being tired and going back to sleep," Levi grumbled, grabbing the blankets and yanking them up over his head.

You weren't having any of it though, and you crawled on top of him and began wrestling to get the blanket off. Technically this was how Levi used to have to get you out of bed when you were smaller, but the more you grew the more you wanted to be 'just like him'.

Yay...

By the time you both had playfully wrestled each other out of bed, Levi yawned multiple times while being drug to the bathroom. Darn thing, you were getting good at locating his ticklish spots... In the bathroom, you both brushed your teeth, washed your faces and combed your messy hair.

Although half asleep, Levi still adored how you continously glanced at him to see how he was dressed, what he was doing and how he was doing it. You were always mimicking silly little things he did, exclaiming that you were practicing to be just like him.

Deep down, Levi had nothing but adoration for you. He loved the way you stood to be like him. It made him feel a sense of pride inside that he had such a strong, brave, loyal pipsqueak for a child, and you had no idea how much he loved you.

The only thing Levi disliked about you aspiring to him was how you ranted about joining the Survey Corps and going over the wall to fight titans. Now that... That made his overprotective, paternal instincts scream in disagreement. In no way did he want you going anywhere near the wall. So many people died out there all the time. If he lost you?

Levi wouldn't be able to handle it.

Before breakfast, you got dressed in nearly the exact same outfit as him (courtesy of Hange). "Daddy, can I wear your cape-thingy?" You asked, already wrapped up in his cape.

"Well what do you expect me to wear?" Levi asked, soaking in the endearing display of you all twisted up in his cape.

"I don't know..." You mumble innocently, smiling, "A blanky?"

"Ha... ha... Very funny, squirt," Levi bent down to untangle you from his cape, bopping you on the nose and pinching your cheek, "Why don't I wear this and 'you' go wear the blanket."

"Mmm..." You pouted at him, "But daddy..."

Levi hid a smile and patted your head fondly, "What if I told you that I used to do the same thing when I was your age?"

"Really?" You asked in surprise. If he wore blankets when he was your age, then that meant that you could do the same thing- follow in his footsteps, "Yay!"

"I never said 'yay' though," Levi rolled his eyes, teasing you.

Your arms dropped as you sneered at him, reacting in a manner he would approve of, "Booo..."

"That's more like it," Levi chuckled and went to make some food.

After breakfast, you held your father's hand while walking to the training grounds, a small blanket secured around your neck to thus act like a cape. When you saw the leader of the Survey Corps, you instantly brightened and cheered, "Erwin!"

Erwin looked in your direction and smiled warmly, "Ah, there's my finest cadet."

Levi watched as you sprinted happily up to his leader, his heart skipping beats when Erwin picked you up and lifted you into the air a bit. Your smile and the sound of your laughter was the inspirational fuel that powered his life.

Blindly joining you and his leader, Levi shrugged and gave you a disapproving look, "Just so you know... I've never hugged that imbecile- not once."

Erwin raised a brow, "On the contrary, I remember once when-"

Levi gave him a death glare, "Dont. Even."

You giggled and said joyfully, "Daddys silly. He loves hugs."

"Yes, that is correct," Erwin chuckled and turned briefly to grab something out of the satchel on his horse. "Come, fellow cadet, I brought you something."

"What is it?" You asked.

Levi felt his chest nearly implode at the sight of a miniature cape. The cape itself was plain with no logo, but yet was perfect enough in size that it would fit you for years to come. He watched as Erwin helped replace the blanket you were wearing with it.

Once he was done, you hugged Erwin, thanked him a dozen times, and then ran over to your father, "Daddy, daddy look! I have a cape, an-and it's just like the one you have. Do you like it, daddy? Do I look like you?"

'The spitting image.' Levi smirked and knelt down, "What're you talking about, squirt? You've got way too much energy to be like me."

"Booo," You pouted at him.

Levi laughed and pulled you into a big hug, "It looks good on you, kid. Now, let's get training."

You would be like him one day. Only Levi believed that you would be better.

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Kakashi Hatake

It was night time; five hours after the Chunin Exams were declared over. You were currently hiding in your little tree-bungalow, isolated, quiet and shut-off from the rest of the world. Ever since you lost the exam, you hadn't moved from your hidey-hole nor spoken to anyone.

It broke Kakashi's heart to see you this upset. He knew how hard you had been training to keep up with him, following him in his footsteps and mimicking specific personality traits like his attire and the way he fought. At first it was a habit Kakashi thought was pretty adorable, but as the seriousness of your obsession grew over the years, the more he began to grow concerned.

Kakashi didn't mind you taking after him, but there was a limit. You didn't understand it because you envied him too much, but he saw it. You weren't like him- at least not when it came down to your fighting spirit. See, Kakashi developed a cold heart at a young age. Anger, hatred and determination pushed him to become stronger.

But you weren't cursed with anger, hate and sadness. You weren't a natural born fighter. If anything, Kakashi could see you becoming a strong-willed medic or a superior ginjutsu artist, but definitely not anyone who wants to hurt another person physically. It just wasn't how you were. And Kakashi was grateful for that.

Sighing softly, Kakashi jumped up to the ledge of your tree-bungalow, crouching as he waved, "Hey, dongo."

You didn't say anything from where you laid on the wooden floor. Kakashi frowned at the sight of your multiple bruises and bloody bandages. He really shouldn't have let you take that exam. "Can I come in?"

You nodded.

Kakashi moved a ways in further, finding himself a spot against the wall and leaning against it, "How are you feeling?"

For a few seconds you didn't answer. Kakashi tilted his head in concern when he noticed that you were shaking, the sound of sniffles soon filling the air, "I... I... I'm a failure, daddy."

You looked at him, your mask a mess as you sobbed behind it, "I'm a failure-uh! I-I-I just wanted-uh- t-to be like you..."

"Whoa, hey, it's okay," Kakashi leaned forward, placed a hand on your shoulder and squeezed softly, "It's okay, (y/n). You're not a failure."

"Yes I am," You whined, "You passed the Chunin Exams when 'you' were six, b-but I? I... How am I supposed to be like you now, daddy?"

This? This is what broke Kakashi's heart. You getting upset all because you failed to amount to a broken monster like him. "Oh, dongo, come here," Kakashi lifted his arms out.

You still cried as you crawled into your father's lap and leaned against the warmth and safety of his chest. He slipped a finger up and tugged your mask down to your chin thus making it easier to breathe. You whimpered, clinging to him as shame blurred your heart.

"I wanna talk to you about something," Kakashi held you securely while going to wipe your nose with his sleeve, "I understand why you're trying so hard to follow in my footsteps, but I believe that your ambitions are misguided."

"What... What do you mean?" You ask him sadly, confused, "I wanna be like you."

"I know, but perhaps you are trying a little too hard? I mean, you've even gotten to the point you won't eat the food 'you' love anymore all because it's not my preference."

"But... That's how I be like you, daddy," You exclaim.

Kakashi sighed, looking you in your big, teary eyes. He couldn't believe that it had come down to this, but he couldn't hold it in any longer, "(y/n)... I don't want you to be like me. I want you to be like you."

You jerked at that, gaping hurtfully, "What?"

"I know it sounds harsh, but I want you to know that what I'm saying to you right now is in no way meant to hurt you. I just want you to stop pushing yourself so hard to be something you're not. Yes, we are alike in many ways, but we're also different. And those differences are what make us unique- they define who we are and how we grow. And if you continue to grow ignoring all those important things about yourself, pretending to be something you're not, then I fear that you'll never be completely happy. "

You blinked at him, fiddling slowly with your hands and bowing your head, "I..."

Kakashi cupped your face, lifted your chin and wiped away your tears, "You failed the exams today because you weren't ready, (y/n). You're using fighting techniques that don't suit you because they're 'mine'. You haven't even tried to discover your own fighting skills yet. Haven't you ever been curious?"

"But..." More tears began leaking out of your eyes as you looked at him, "I-I love you so much and I... I wanna be just like you-huh."

"(y/n)," Kakashi said lovingly as he pressed your foreheads together, "You can still be just like me by doing the things that make 'you' happy. I'm a great ninja, and you can be one too if you simply try to be more like you instead of me. No matter what, just know that I'll always, always be proud of you and love you till the day my chakra runs out."

You sniffed at him, still upset by your failure but relieved that your father still loved you despite it all. Yes, you wanted to be just like him, but maybe being yourself sometimes too wasn't such a bad thing either.

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Satoru Gojo

When people looked at you, they felt as if they were looking at a miniature Gojo but with a different hair color. You were quite literally the spitting image of your father, and anyone who knew you or Gojo personally would know that you two were practical besties.

Ever since you were born, you magically seemed to take after Gojo- not that it was your fault because Gojo had a really bad habit of dressing you up like him and pretending that you were the world's greatest sorcerer... Besides him, of course. He couldn't help it. You were his little pal and he loved you more than anything.

As you grew, you pretty much wore identical outfits to that of your father. You had even acquired a pair of reflective sunglasses that you wore almost ninety-percent of the time. But outfits weren't the only areas where you excelled in being like him.

Gojo, even as a parent, wasn't afraid to push people to their limits, especially when they genuinely wanted to become stronger. Ever since your powers developed, he had trained you constantly in order to help you learn and grow. You were exceptional like him, and he knew that there was no time to waste.

Your father pretty much took you everywhere and that even included trips on his most dangerous missions. He would carry you on his hip or back while you watched and listened to him explain how to observe and take down enemies. Later he would quiz you, tossing toys or pieces of candy at you in reward.

Some say that Gojo wasn't so much a father to you as he was a best friend. Especially on days when he didn't have to work or train. He happily expressed his childish side, playing games with you, playing dress-up, going to carnivals, riding on miniature scooters, cooking or coloring pictures. He did it all. It was almost as if he loved being like you as much as you loved being like him.

Every time you expressed your admiration and love for him, Gojo's ego was stroked and his confidence boosted. Of course you wanted to be like him. Why wouldn't you? Narcissistic nature aside, Gojo had to admit that there was a sense of self-worth that he felt deep inside at the fact that you loved him and took after him so strongly. It made him happy. He was always proud of you.

And today he was even more proud of you.

You had just successfully made your very first domain expansion- it was rough, unstable and destructive, and it only lasted a few tiny seconds, but it was still a success. A success... That nearly destroyed the house.

Fushiguro, his cereal now all over the floor in ruins, sat in his chair with a frustrated glare on his face, "What kind of monster have you created?"

Gojo was practically dancing like a feather in the wind, singing excitedly, "One that can make domains at (age) years old."

"Oh brother..." Fushiguro rolled his eyes, gesturing to your unconscious body, "Shouldn't you be helping them?"

"Eh?" Gojo blinked ignorantly, concern flooding his body at the sight of you laying unresponsive on the floor, "Aw, we can't be having any of that now, can we?"

Teleporting over to your body, Gojo scooped you up and took you to the medical bay. It was soon confirmed that the force of your actions had merely knocked you out and given you a bloody nose. With a good lecturing from Nanami about "being a better parent", Gojo carried you back home with an endless grin on his face.

"Daddy?" You groaned in his arms.

Gojo gave you no time to talk as he leaned down and nuzzled your cheek, singing again, "Oh my incredible, amazing, talented, devilishly striking, little sorcerer, I'm so proud of you. You did your first domain expansion. Ohhh, I could cry I'm so happy."

Albeit exhausted, you still grinned in his arms and nuzzled his cheek back. It was always a good feeling to witness your father this excited after one of your successes went through. Still though, that move had taken a lot out of you. "Sleepy."

"I bet," Gojo chuckled, maneuvering you to his hip so that he could properly make his way through the mild debris of the house, "You've rightfully earned yourself a nice bath, a delicious meal, and a warm bed."

"With the heated blanky?" You softly croak.

Gojo stuck his thumb up, "Especially with the heated blanky. You've earned it."

"Thank you, daddy," You whimpered, hugging him and pressing the side of your face against his chest. His heartbeat was fast but comforting, his figure safe, warm and protective. You were so happy that you had managed to pull off such an advanced technique.

Prepping you a bath, Gojo let you wash while he was forced to clean up your mess by the ever fussy Fushiguro- aka: the real adult of the house. After you were both done, he fed you something that would soothe your tummy, and then carried you to bed.

Wrapping you up in your heated blanket, Gojo knelt down and caressed your head, "Good job today, my little jujutsu sorcerer. You really made daddy proud."

You whimpered happily and mumbled, "I hope I can do better. I wanna be just like you one of these days."

Gojo smiled, all the love he felt for you fueling his desire to keep moving forward in this cruel world, "You already are, (y/n)... You already are."

#attack on titan #avatar the last airbender #naruto #jujutsu kaisen #zuko x reader #kakashi hatake x reader #levi ackerman x reader #gojo saturo x reader #child!reader #Platonic love only #no romantic relationships #father drabbles #fluff #comfort

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hello-nichya-here · 7 months

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Zuko: “Aww you’re so cute and tiny.”

*Baby Azula bites his fingers*

Zuko: “Ouch! Are you hungry little one?”

Baby Azula: “Feed me brother. Or I will bite your hand off.”

Zuko: “…”

Just Azula being Azula XD

#asks #fire siblings

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sparkle-d · 2 years

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waiting game | daniel ricciardo

pairing: daniel ricciardo x you

summary: in which you switch your phone with daniel's without knowing

tags: falling in love; chatting and messages; kind of enemies to friends to lovers

warnings: insecure reader; f!reader; dumb people

chapter: 6/?

(you: blue/ daniel: orange)

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chapter 6 - cinderella

“Are you sure you wanna do this?” Charles asks, frowning his forehead. He is already dressed as Danny Zuko, his hair with so much hair gel, you can see it reflecting the light from the ceiling of his room.

You pout “To be honest, I’m not one hundred percent sure. I’m more at seventy percent at the moment.”

You let out a sigh, staring at your mask. You look up at Charles, he looks like a heartthrob that just came out of an 80’s movie, with his skinny jeans, tank top, all-stars, and black leather jacket. You, on the other side, are completely covered with a tight skeleton jumpsuit. At least you won’t catch anyone’s attention with Charles looking like that by your side.

The party is at Lando's house and Pierre is already there, since he went with other friends. You text Pierre, letting him know you and Charles are already leaving for the party. You take the last deep breath you can before exiting the door.

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Daniel drinks from his cup, already thinking the beer is not cold enough for his taste. The music is very loud, making it difficult for him to listen to the conversation his friends are having, but he is almost sure it’s about other people's costumes that night.

They take Halloween very seriously and think everyone is like them too, when in fact some people just want to do something fun, look hot or not bother too much with a fantasy. Esteban is dressed as a nature nymph, matching with Mick who dressed up as Persephone. Lando, Carlos and Pierre decided to go as the three aliens from Toy Story. Lando and Carlos look really cute, but Pierre’s costume is a little more… shirtless.

Daniel is the simpler of them all, he chose to go as a basketball player, with a cap on, sneakers and a tiny short. It’s not necessarily hot that night, so he decided to go with a hoodie over his jersey. Pierre gave him the looks when he saw Daniel’s effort for his costume, but soon he understood why he chose that.

“You see these?” Daniel stretches his legs in Pierre’s direction. They’re muscular and juicy and anyone in their right minds would want to take a bite on it “I want to show them off, but not make it that obvious.”

“Oh.” It’s the only thing Pierre said.

“What is beautiful is meant to be shown.” Daniel replies, with a smirk on his lips “I don’t care if I look lame, I don’t see it as competition.”

And it really isn’t for Daniel. He likes to be goofy with his fantasies for Halloween, like when he literally went literally as Goofy one year, or when he was going through his Pixar phase and thought it was a good idea to dress up as Sulley from Monsters Inc. and ended up looking like an old patched carpet.

This year Daniel wanted to look good, he wanted to show another side of him now.

Everybody already knows Daniel is funny. Well, they know he’s good-looking too, but he wants them to remember that he is also hot.

It’s not very late when Charles arrives too. He looks identical to Danny Zuko, so Daniel doesn’t even need to ask him about his costume. There’s a person beside him, her posture a little bent, trying to hide behind Charles. She’s totally covered, from head to toe, in a very tight costume with a skeleton pattern in it.

“Hey!” Charles greets everyone, already catching some eyes from the people around them “For those who didn’t recognise her, it’s my best friend, the skeleton.”

Charles laughs, tapping your shoulder and making you take a few steps forward. You raise your hand, with a very shy movement, and say hello to everyone. What happens next, Daniel has no idea because he keeps on staring at you.

Even with your whole body and face covered, Daniel can still notice that it’s you there. The way you tilt your chin looking around, or the way your fingers tap on your leg by the rhythm of the music, or how your silhouette moves slightly with the song that plays in the background.

Daniel can only see your eyes, because there’s two holes in the mask where they peak through, but around your eyes are covered with black makeup. That makes your eyes look brighter even with the dym lights around the room.

Your body is also something that catches Daniel’s attention. Now that you’re using something so tight, marking each and every curve in your body, Daniel can say you’re indeed fine in your special way.

Daniel’s thoughts are completely cut as he notices that you are staring back at him. Daniel can’t see it, but he’s pretty sure you are frowning under your mask.

You approach where Daniel is, crossing your arms in front of your chest “Is this some kind of staring contest?”

“Oh, hi, cupcake.” Daniel scratches the back of his neck, trying not to make it so obvious that he was checking you out just some seconds before “It’s a surprise for me that you joined us in this party, that’s all.”

You seem to take a second to think, tightening your arms in front of you “And why wouldn’t I come?”

“Evaluating from what happened last week, I thought these kinds of social events weren’t your favorites.” Daniel shrugs. Charles and Pierre didn’t mention it with these exact words, but when you disappeared during the party last week, they said something about you not liking being around too many people “I thought you were more the type to enjoy hanging out with only a few people.”

Daniel sees an expression he now has seen a couple of times when he’s with you. It’s doubt mixed with a fiery spark of pure energy - Daniel asks himself if that’s not anger towards him, but that’s not quite it.

Daniel saw that type of stare towards him too once. It's pride.

That’s really hot, in Daniel’s opinion.

Since the first time Daniel laid his eyes on you, he’s always been finding new things about the latter. You are quiet and prefer to stay low, you’re not trying to catch anyone’s attention, but to Daniel, you’re the most interesting always.

You can communicate so well through your eyes, stares, expressions, the way your mouth moves when you speak, how your body reacts to things… It’s not very noticeable, but when you are around, Daniel’s attention is only on you, so it’s easy for him to notice it. Daniel wants to find out more about you, what is hidden inside your thick skin.

“I’m just not used to these things, but that doesn't mean they aren’t for me.” Daniel imagines that you pout while saying that. Daniel wants to believe it, even if it’s something very not like you.

“I’ve never said that.” Daniel smirks.

You shrug, sounding careless for once “But you thought about it, I know it.”

Daniel raises his eyebrows, has she been drinking? “Well, sorry for fitting you into a stereotype, it wasn’t my intention.” Daniel grabs a beer with his free hand, making a move with his fingers and showing it to you “Are you drinking tonight, perhaps?”

Your eyes being the only thing Daniel can see, bright and sparkling, but they’re showing nothing to Daniel right now. They’re like a blank canvas, there’s no feeling radiating from it, which makes it a little difficult for Daniel to read you. It makes him bothered, because he wants to know everything that is going inside your head.

You accept the beer.

“I’m not used to drinking, but I’ll let myself enjoy a few drinks today.” You open the can and chugs from it “Just don’t tell Pierre.”

Definitely tell Pierre, Daniel thinks. But until Pierre is too involved in some flirting near them that Daniel prefers not to understand or even pay too much attention to, he can watch over you.

You know, be a good friend and make sure you won’t do anything you shouldn’t. Unless, of course, Daniel is the one to offer three cans of beer to you - who gladly accepts and gulps down the not-so-cold beer in just minutes. Daniel likes to see how excited you become after some alcohol is running through your system. Your hips are slowly dancing to the pop song that is playing, and Daniel can definitely tell, even without seeing, that you’re smiling and enjoying yourself that night.

“I need to go to the bathroom!” You almost scream too high in Daniel’s direction, but Daniel finds it extremely adorable “I will be right back!”

Daniel just nods, letting a flutter grow inside of him. You walk away from Daniel, disappearing in the ocean of people in front of him. Suddenly, Daniel feels like this party isn’t as good as it was before. He can notice the stares around him, the girls trying to approach and hit on him, but they are too… ordinary. There’s no mystery behind them, there’s no deep secret hidden behind their eyes and they surely don’t speak like a 90’s romance writer trying to insult you every now and then.

They aren’t as interesting as Daniel wishes they were. It’s not their fault, it’s Daniel only projecting things he discovered he likes in a certain person onto those girls. They can’t beat you because they’re not you, and that’s what Daniel is looking forward to in a person right now.

He takes a sip from his can, trying not to look extremely bored when Lando comes and saves him “You have to look at this.”

Lando grabs Daniel by his arm and pulls him into the crowd. Daniel has no idea what Lando thinks is so interesting that Daniel would want to see it, but he follows his friend because anything is better than people asking ‘do you come here often?’, when he has seen those faces all year in every in party.

When Daniel starts to hear some cheers and there’s a ping-pong table next to them, he knows that’s where Lando found the most amusing thing to show Daniel. It is actually very amusing and interesting, because it’s you playing the game.

You took your mask off and now there are only two black holes around your eyes and your messy hair pushed to the back, so the strands aren’t in your vision’s way. To Daniel’s surprise, you are extremely good at beer-pong and make perfect hits every time you’re with the ball. People are cheering for you, not a single sight getting away from you.

Everyone’s attention is on you.

You seem to glow, not only because you’re a bit sweaty, but because you indeed look happy. Your smile is big and when you get another ball inside the cup, you let out a very cute and sexy groan. Daniel could watch you playing beer-pong all night, just to see that different side of you.

“Another free shot for our biggest player of the night!” Someone shouts, bringing a bottle of tequila near you. You don't think twice before opening your mouth and drinking from the bottle.

People are cheering again, but as soon as your head lowers from the shot, Daniel can see that you’re not feeling too well.

Daniel approaches you, grabbing you by the waist “I think our champion needs a little rest and a cup of water!” Everybody laughs as other players come to the table and get on your spot.

“But I wanna play another round…” You say, trying to get away from Daniel’s grip, but you have no strength on your body “Did you see it? I’m like the best at this and I didn’t even know it.”

“Finding new skills, I guess.” You let out a giggle, giving in and letting all of your weight on Daniel’s shoulder.

“And there I was thinking I have no talent.” You smile, but suddenly your expression changes “But I think I drank too much, I’m feeling really dizzy right now.”

“How many rounds did you win?” Daniel asks, he hasn’t been away from you for too long, but enough for you to get completely wasted.

“Three? I think.” You move your body in a funny way, and Daniel manages to carry you to the outside of the house. There’s a huge pool there, where the party continues with a crowd dancing and drinking.

“So you took three tequila shots?” Daniel asks with his eyebrows raised. You had those cans of beer with him and took more than two tequila shots, no wonder you were this drunk “I left you for half an hour only!”

“Don’t blame me for being too good and winning free booze.” You pout and Daniel can’t control the butterflies that appear inside of him.

“I blame Charles who left you alone at a party.” Daniel sees a spot where you can sit on the stairs outside near a big three.

You sit on it and let your head hang on Daniel’s shoulder. Daniel goes to the freezer and takes a cup and some ice with tap water, giving it to you “I don’t need Charles or Pierre to babysit me at a party. I can take care of myself alone.”

Daniel wants to reply to that, but he would only be replying to a drunk person and also probably going into your insecurities “I know, but they could be with you right now, taking care of you. I don’t even know where they are…”

The breeze is not too cold, but Daniel is wearing mini shorts, so his legs are shivering. He looks around, to see if any of his friends are around, but even Yuki is nowhere to be seen.

“Daniel?” Your voice is very soft and if Daniel was a little far away from you, he wouldn’t listen to you “There’s too many people here outside…”

Daniel’s eyes look around and indeed, there’s way more people outside the house, than inside. Your body is uneasy and Daniel can notice that you start to breathe faster.

“Are you okay?” Daniel asks, brushing your hair away from your face with his hand.

“I just don’t like crowded places.” You shut your eyes, trying to control whatever was happening inside of you. Daniel doesn’t know how it works, because you were totally fine until a couple of minutes ago, and now you’re back at this mindset again.

“You were playing beer-pong to a crowd just a moment ago.” Daniel said but that doesn’t make anything better. You aren't listening or thinking straight, this is the first time you become aware of the people around you in a while.

You touch your hair “And I lost my mask.” Your face is a mixture of feelings, but Daniel can notice you are starting to become too anxious “I-I…”

Before you can go deeper into those feelings, Daniel makes you stand again, grabbing you again by your waist.

“I think we should go for a walk, what do you think? Until you sober up.”

You just nod, letting your head hang on Daniel’s shoulder again. You take a couple of deep breaths as Daniel leads you to the path to this amazing yard. The whole city is probably inside that party, so they have to walk a little longer until there’s no one around them. You don't seem to be hyperventilating anymore, but your body is still being carried by Daniel.

“Are you too drunk?” Daniel starts “Like really drunk?”

“Definitely.” You just answer, your foot getting in Daniel's way and almost making you fall “Maybe not that much, but enough for me to feel like I’m made out of jelly.”

“Should I take you to your house?” Daniel doesn’t have time before you groan “So anywhere but your house?”

You sigh, trying to gather the words that make sense to explain it to Daniel “I don’t wanna go there tonight. I wanna do things from another point of view, not just watching everything from my room’s door.”

You hiccup.

Daniel smiles, knowing what you mean. You walk a little more until an idea pops inside Daniel’s head.

“Do you want to go on an adventure then?” He asks, checking if he has the right keys he needs in his hoodie’s pocket “Just you and me, no crowd around us.”

It might be the alcohol you had until now, or the sweet feeling you get on your body, filled with excitement. You don't even enjoy Daniel’s presence, but you agree to whatever Daniel has in mind for that night, you don't ask what they are going to do, or where they are heading to.

Daniel feels like he have won an award, a difficult phase in a game he deeply adores, because you are trusting him with your life at that moment.

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“How did you manage to get the complex’s covered pool key?” You ask, getting distracted by the reflections of the water on the ceiling.

Daniel smirks “Let’s say I won a bet with Lando once..”

Your eyes are locked in the way Daniel is walking around the pool, being on the opposite side as you are. He already took off his cap, and now is taking off his shoe and socks, sitting on the edge of the pool with his feet already in the water. Daniel takes off his hoodie, piercing you with his stare.

Daniel is only wearing his mini shorts and jersey now. And you can’t take your eyes off of him, it’s way too magnetic the way Daniel muscles move, how his body works when he decides to get into the water, getting used to the water’s temperature.

You take off your shoes too, put your cell phone with them, and sit on the edge of the swimming pool too, still watching Daniel in front of you. It’s way too smooth the way Daniel submerges into the water, swimming under the water until he is in front of you. His hair pulled back and the water dripping from it, his skin glowing with the faint light coming from one of the lights Daniel turned on.

“How did you know I like to swim? I was on the swimming team. In my school.” You say when Daniel gets closer to where you are sitting. Daniel shakes his hair slightly, making it messy with his fingers “I was very good actually.”

Daniel's smile glowing to you, he says “Why did you stop?”

“Because I became too aware of the fact that…” You take a second to think if you should speak to Daniel about those things, but you don't see why not “people could see my whole body when I was swimming.”

Daniel tilts his head, his eyebrows raised. You shrug because you can tell Daniel doesn't understand your reasons.

It makes more sense inside of your head indeed.

Daniel grabs both of your legs and pulls them inside the water. He finds a comfortable place in between them, and rests his chin on top of his arms.

“Well, I used to swim too when I was younger. I quitted swimming because I broke my elbow while training. Don’t ask me how, it’s too embarrassing.” Daniel lets out a giggle and brushes his nose.

“I’m a very curious person, so I will ask you how anyways.” You try to support your weight on your hands, but you feel too far from Daniel, so you lean forward again “It can’t be that embarrassing.”

Daniel’s fingers start to draw some patterns on your knees, but you think Daniel is not even noticing what he is doing “I went to literally kick someone’s butt in our locker room and slipped because the floor was wet.”

You grimace “It is actually embarrassing.” You conclude and Daniel laughs.

“He deserved that kick, but he didn’t get it and I went to the hospital with a broken ewbol and two cuts on my leg. It was an experience.” Daniel shakes his head again, making droplets of water hit your face “Now, what about you get in the water too?”

You don't know what to answer. A bigger part of you wants to go swimming with Daniel, but the doubts running through your brain are too loud for him to let the rest of the alcohol take control and ignore them.

Daniel reaches for your hands, holding them. His hands are cold compared to yours, but you don't mind it, you actually don't even notice the difference. Daniel is still looking at you, studying every single line on your face, every muscle that moves when you breathe - Daniel watches everything.

You nod when you feel the pressure Daniel puts on your hands, and let Daniel push you to the water. Daniel gives you a sweet smile leading you to the middle of the pool, his hands making sure to pull you closer inch by inch very slowly.

Even if you don't quite understand what is happening, you can feel your heart racing, so fast you get an odd feeling inside your chest.

The alcohol from before now is just a fog around your thoughts, making it difficult for you to focus on only one thing. You can feel Daniel’s finger touching you, the subtle grin on his lips, the way the water drips from his hair to his face and how Daniel’s presence makes you feel the most comfortable you have ever felt in a while.

“What are you thinking about?” Daniel asks, grabbing your attention to his voice.

You can’t tell the truth, you can’t admit that inside your mind, Daniel is everywhere.

“I was replaying things that happened tonight.” You think quickly, saying whatever “I think this is the first time I didn’t care much about the things around me. For the most of the time, at least”

Daniel frowns “Are you always thinking about it?”

“I’m always too aware of myself, and I don’t mean it in a very egocentric way.” You lower your eyes and watch your hands very near Daniel’s chest. You want to touch it, but you can’t “I’m always thinking about what people are thinking about me, and I prefer if I’m just invisible to them.”

You are always hiding, you don't like to be seen.

“Your bad, because I’m always watching you.” Daniel says and continues “I mean, not in a weird way.”

“Well, this sounded very weird.” You giggle with Daniel, who doesn’t seem to get embarrassed by what he said “Why would you watch me? I’m never doing anything special.”

“I’m always noticing new things about you. You are way more interesting than you think.” Daniel is moving with you, almost slow dancing inside the water “Your nose is very cute, specially when you’re in a bad mood and pinches it without noticing; your hair is so silky and shines very brightly under the sun and you probably bother every girl and boy because they know it’s only natural beauty, you probably don’t do anything to it. I like the color of your eye and how you move your shoulders when you’re embarrassed. Your hands are very smooth and probably your skin is too. But what I like to see the most are the wrinkles around your eyes, because aside from being cute, when they appear in your face it means I made you smile, even if it’s just a little bit.”

You know your flaws better than anyone. Your ugly nose, puffy eyes, legs and arms too long, way too glowing skin, weird lips and any other horrid features you could nominate one by one. But you never thought about your good traits, people never said them straight to your face. Not like Daniel just did. You can feel your face getting hotter, your cheeks feeling like they are on fire.

Daniel makes you feel weird things. He takes your hand and makes you place it on his chest, a better and more comfortable position for both of you. But he holds your hands a little longer, rubbing it with his thumb.

Your eyes are on your hands, and you notice something you didn’t before. There’s a cut on Daniel’s thumb, not very noticeable now as it is healing, but it is definitely there. You frown, because you don’t want to think about hot stuff when you’re with Daniel. You want to think only about Daniel at that moment.

You try to focus again, your thoughts about hot stuff going away. It’s Daniel, and he is the one in front of you, but you can’t stop staring at Daniel’s hands now and you can feel a shiver run through your body.

It wasn’t your intention, but you just feel like you just solved a mystery case.

No, it can’t be. But if it’s not, it’s a very, very strange coincidence. The cut on his thumb, the same way hot stuff described to you that happened with him.

“Do you like basketball?” Daniel says after noticing that your attention is on his jersey for too long “Don’t tell me you’re a Knicks fan.”

“I’m not.” You say, you actually don't like basketball that much. You try again to avoid the thoughts running through inside your head “Is 89 your playing number?”

Daniel looks at it and smiles “Not really! It’s my birth year, so I use it everywhere.”

You dazed off for a second, because something clicks inside your mind. And you don't know how to feel about it. If Daniel is really hot stuff, he knows way too much about you. He flirts with you and sometimes you flirt back, oh my god. Just a few days ago he said he likes someone, he fancies someone. He can’t be Daniel.

You’ve been talking everyday, all the time. You are actually very fond of hot stuff. You aren't fond of Daniel.

You are not.

You do the first thing that crosses your mind and puts both your hands on top of Daniel’s head, and pulls him inside the water. Daniel wasn’t expecting you to try to drown him like this, so he’s confused and takes a couple of seconds to understand what is happening. It’s the perfect timing for you to go under the water and swim until the other side of the pool.

You get out of the pool and it’s way too cold for you to be outside drenched like this, but you don't care. You don't stop for a second to think twice about leaving, running away immediately.

“I need to go.” You mumble way too fast, but you think Daniel understands.

“Wait, I was kidding about being a Knicks fan, I don’t really mind, actually.” Daniel is trying to walk and swim at the same time, anything he can do to stop you from leaving.

“I really need to go, Daniel.” You repeat, and lead to the exit.

“Hey, wait!” Daniel decides he’s too slow inside the water and gets out of it. You take your cell phone with you, the only thing that you couldn’t leave behind, and disappeared “You forgot your shoes…”

But you are long gone.

#daniel ricciardo #f1 #daniel ricciardo fanfic #f1 imagine #f1 x you #formula 1 #daniel ricciardo x reader #daniel ricciardo x you #f1 fic #dr3 #a little late #but hey happy halloween!!#wg #awriting

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reticenceofladyeva · 2 months

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Snip--writing everything out of order--pet

The first man guffaws a little too loudly for the tiny shop, and Sokka relishes the opportunity to look over his shoulder. The men are leaning against the counter, casually eating their bowls of soup, not sparing Sokka so much as a glance. He narrows his eyes, wondering what other information he could wrestle out of them if he had to.

"It'd be funny if they did escape together though, wouldn't it?" The first man lapses into what Sokka can only describe as a dreamy smile. "Girl meets prince, prince whisks her away to explore the Earth Kingdom wilderness…"

The second man rolls his eyes, and Sokka finally drags himself back into his seat, still listening, tense, focused. "Can it, Chit Sang. The Earth Kingdom wilderness is the least romantic place I can think of."

"Well," Sokka mutters, sinking into his seat. "That was heartening."

"I think it's cute," Toph says, smirking at him. "Imagine, Zuko and your sister, camped somewhere, all alone--"

Sokka lets his head fall into his soup. The splash startles Aang out of what must have been a lengthy daydream, and the younger boy's elbow crashes down into his bowl of lettuce, which flips in the air and descends directly onto the back of Sokka's head.

Toph cackles sharply, and Sokka groans over Aang's whispered apologies.

Distracted as they are, they don't notice the thin boy with the bandage over one eye, or the grizzled and grey older man behind him atop an off-white puma goat. They don't notice the clear blue eyes of the girl squeezed between them, or her tanned hands, one that idly strokes the side of the animal as it walks, and one that rests on the waist of the boy in front of her.

They also don't notice the soldiers gathering outside, waiting to arrest this Chit Sang fellow for insurrectionist poetry, but that's another story for another day.

#zutara #atla fanfic #tfooh #katara #aang #zuko #sokka #toph

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moonlitxeuphoria · 2 months

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Hey! ^.^

Zutara Asks #12 & 13 please

Hey Ronin!!! Hope you’re doing amazing, dude!

(Had to type this all up before answering so that’s why it took a while for me to respond)

12. What are your steambaby headcanons?

- Everytime I think of Zuko and Katara and them having kids, first immediate thought is that their first born is a girl. Just no if ands or buts about it. Zuko - girl dad extraordinaire - just being absolutely enamored with his little girl, this tiny human who has his eyes and hair color but her mother’s features and her wild curls, always makes me so soft. Plus, the thought of him learning how to do the little hair loopies for her because she wants to be like her super cool momma gut punches me right in the feels UGH.

- Eventually they’d try for more, three seems like a good and solid number to stop at. Little trio of a fire bender, water bender and non bender kiddos (and the order of that tends to vary for me just cuz I haven’t really thought too much about it but this would be the lineup, for sure). This headcanon in particular is really influenced by some amazing steam baby art (specifically Hayley Wong’s art (absolutely adore everything she creates for zutara)) I’ve seen on here.

- They’d have the kiddos train in sword combat (blue spirit legacy lives oooon) as well as non-bender fighting techniques (with help from Suki and Ty Lee ofc) because you can’t always rely on solely being a bender to solve your problems. The thought of Ty Lee teaching the kids how to do handstands and little circus tricks like that in between their training is also super cute and fun. Small payback for the circus freak comments from when they were younger 🤣 And it also helps the kiddos bond and become even closer as they grow older.

- The kids would be massive fans of the blue spirit and the painted lady, both because of it having been their parents (they’d absolutely lose it at them having had like a superhero era moment back in the day) and being taken to see ‘love amongst the dragons’ every year as is tradition within their little family.

13. Do you think the Fire Nation would allow Zuko’s heir to become Firelord if they were a waterbender?

- Yes, but not without a decent amount of push back from those still blindly loyal to the old ways of the fire nation or are afraid of change. Which isn’t very many but it’s still enough to be somewhat of a hurdle to overcome, ya know. I also think the acceptance of a waterbender as the fire lord would really go to show the growth of the fire nation as a whole, doing away with the old regime once and for all if that makes sense. They obviously would’ve come around to Katara being fire-lady by that point but when it comes to a direct descendant of the royal family, I’d assume the change wouldn’t be so readily accepted and thus would spark immense debate in regards to the legitimacy of the child’s claim to the title on account of their bending being different than that of previous generations.

#random babbles #zutara #zutara asks #I’d like to add that Mai would also teach them knife throwing #just for fun #I’d like to think that her and Zuko become really good friends after the fact #especially since she’s happy with Ty Lee now hehe

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ihni · 10 months

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Bookmark recs (part 2), tagging game!

Second part of a jumbled-together tagging game. The last part was all Stranger Things fics, this one is gonna be NON-Stranger Things fics.

Rules (more like guidelines really): Pick (at least) ten fics from your AO3 bookmarks, and post them with links and a note of why you like them or why you picked them (alt. your bookmark comment). Then, as tradition goes, tag ten people. Or something, whatever, I'm not your boss.

Here goes!

A Nice Young Man by RobinLorin (6,9K, The Musketeers, Aramis & Constance Bonacieux) My notes: The one with the fake-date. The one with the deadbeat fake boyfriend from a Craigslist ad.

Bits and Pieces by Asidian (8K, Rise of the Guardians, Jack Frost etc) My notes: The one where Jack doesn't eat and there is a misunderstanding and guilt, and prettily written.

War and Peace In Mind by Jaune_Chat (@jaune-chat) (334K, Sky High, Warren/OC) My notes: The Sky High one. THE one.

This, You Protect by owlet (64K, Marvel, Bucky & Steve) My notes: The one where Bucky's regaining SELF and his mission is to PROTECT ROGERS. The one with the Olds. The one with Building as the most awesome mission assist ever.

Petey and Wade and other being punched in the face things by isaDanCurtisproduction (@isadancurtisproduction) (262K, series, Marvel, Spider-Man/Deadpool) My notes (for the third installment only, but I really can't recommend the whole series enough!): The one where Peter Parker is with Deadpool, but Spiderman is trying to ruin it. What?? The one with the gorgeous misunderstandings.

Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by hologramophone (7,7K, Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles) My notes: The one where Derek's the boss and Stiles doesn't know it. The one in the elevator! :D

Prince Among Wolves by Wrenegade (101K, Teen Wolf, Derek/Stiles) My notes: The one with Ollie and Andy and Stiles taking care of them when Derek doesn't know how to. The kid-fic that makes my heart melt.

Grievance by PeaceHeather (92K, Marvel, Loki etc) My notes: The one where Tyr takes Loki in and gives him a safe haven. The one with the lips sewn shut and the deception. The hopeful one.

The Criminal Keeper, an Origin Story by town_without_heart (11K, The Flash, Barry/Mick/Leonard) My notes: The one where Barry works for the Wishing Well Foundation and someone wants to meet Captain Cold. The one where he becomes the Criminal Keeper. The one with the tiny apartment and boyfriends? and where Mick wants his cuddles damnit.

Always Glad You Came by aloneintherain (13K, Marvel, Peter Parker/Johnny Storm) My notes: The one where Flame-Brain likes Spidey, and Spidey likes him, but The Four don't like it because they think Spidey's an adult. Which he isn't. The one with the misunderstandings and the necklace of bruises at breakfast. The one where they are SO GODDAMN CUTE.

Mountains and Badgermolehills by Glass_Onion (142K, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Sokka & Zuko) My notes: The one where Zuko and Sokka are both captIves and don't know who the other is, but make kinda friends, and then escapes together.

Salvage by MuffinLance (127K, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Zuko & Water Tribe People) My notes: The one where Zuko falls overboard and is saved (or captured) by Chief Hakoda's crew. The one where they slowly learn to like him, where he slowly learns to trust them, and where he's slowly adopted into a new family.

Tagging: ... I suck at tagging, so feel free to NOT do this but @elysiumwaits (I SAW YOU LIKE THAT OTHER POST XD), @jaune-chat, @platypanthewriter, @peaceheather, @maun3t, @artzeppo, @king-steeb, @dream-about-dancing, @adelacreations and as usual, anyone who wants to do it! I just picked random people from my notifications honestly :p (Also this is totally low-key and voluntary and just for fun, so feel free to ignore it!)

#fic rec #fic recs #tagging games #tag games

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comradekatara · 2 years

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what’s in the gaang’s youtube history 📺

aang likes videos of people doing impressive skateboard tricks, video game speedruns, heartwarming videos titled smth like "WATCH THIS TO HAVE YOUR FAITH IN HUMANITY RESTORED", unlikely animal friends, cats being silly, puppies running around, comedy sketches with high production value, and whatever else 12 year old boys watch on youtube (lego??? minecraft??? pokemon??? i .... don't actually know)

katara is addicted to youtube almost as much as she is addicted to twitter. she watches so many longass videos on social/political issues and then tweets the creators about how one hour and forty three minutes into the video they stated an opinion that she personally disagreed with, and she demands an apology. she also loves elaborate makeup tutorials that she would never even bother to attempt to replicate (but she likes to think that maybe one day if she gets invited to the met gala, she now has some looks to choose from)

sokka's youtube library is extremely eclectic. he can't stop clicking on videos titled shit like "intro to particle physics" just to watch the entire thing and be like "why did i watch this i knew all that already." but yknow. he just had to make sure. he's a big fan of chris fleming, and he's made all his friends watch "gigi the christmas snake" multiple times. he's gone down a lot of rabbitholes in his day, but his personal favorite side of youtube is the videos of chemical reactions, especially the ones that end in an explosion.

toph occasionally enjoys listening to longass video essays about obscure topics, but mostly she just listens to podcasts. she’s also partial to this one video that’s just the sound of a chainsaw revving on a 10 hour loop, and she plays it at just the right volume that her parents will be like “what’s that awful noise?” to which she innocently responds “i don’t hear anything” and they’re like “oh no you must be able to hear it, it’s so annoying” and toph’s like “are you sure? it sounds normal to me.” she tries this on katara once, but katara gets so frustrated that she just yells “oh wow didn’t realize you were blind AND deaf” and that leads them to get in a very violent brawl in which toph’s nose is nearly broken, so she decides to limit this particular gambit to the company of her parents only.

zuko exclusively uses youtube to watch cute animal videos. otherwise, he's terrified he'll accidentally click on something that might potentially radicalize him, since he read somewhere that the algorithm was designed to do that, or worse, direct him to one of those content farm generated animations of elsa getting a c section, which is apparently also a concern. frankly, the internet scares him, and he tries to avoid it as much as possible.

suki watches npr tiny desks, kexp live, lofi hip hop anime beats to relax/study to, and best of vine compilations. anything on youtube that isn't music or shortform comedy simply does not interest her.

to boost her platform, ty lee decides to go on a reality show. she pretends to be a vapid airhead, but is actually very subtly manipulating not only the other contestants, but also the crew. she walks away from the whole experience with double the number of instagram followers (she already had a sizable amount) and a huge bag. anyway, azula goes through a phase of obsessively watching a lot of clips from. that

mai is indebted to the guy who reuploaded all the “patti reviews exotic animals” videos after they got taken down from the original channel. her favorite youtube video of all time though is nathan fielder thin watermelon. she rewatches it at least once a week

ty lee’s youtube history is just meditation playlists and also the goriest true crime stories she can find #justgirlythings <3

yue loves the artful simplicity of those animated tedx videos. they’ve led her down a lot of really interesting research rabbitholes. she promised katara she’d stop sending them to sokka though after he spent the next month telling her about nothing but eel mating habits and lesser known facts about genghis khan

iroh only uses youtube to watch recordings of tea ceremonies and isn’t even aware that there are other types of videos on the platform. ignorance is truly bliss

jet exclusively watches videos with the word “callout” in the title. the longer and more contrived, the better

#kyoshialone #asks #the gaang and #modern au #i guess #this ask was really hard because my knowledge of the content on youtube is very limited lmao #clearly i shouldve asked my brother what kids his age are into before trying to answer this

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A play-by-play of the live action Avatar

Episode 1

SPOILERS (obviously)

Daaannngg CGI is good

Who is this guy?

Ohhhh it's a flashback...totally knew that (he in fact did not know that)

KYOSHIIIIIII

I kinda love that we get to see all the air nomads 🥺

...aang can fly? ...that's a huge thing that he can't do for a reason hold up...maybe he's just gliding a lot?

Aang is so cute 🥺 just a little baby

I love that we get to see aang learning he's the avatar and seeing him with gyatso

"Keep pretending I'm your friend" "I am your friend" don't mind me crying 😭😭

APPA YOU'VE ARRIVED

"Monks don't even trust me to feed the baby bison" that's so aang love that for him

This kid is such a good actor for saying this monologue to Appa who is probably some giant blue thing in reality

So far the worst CGI is Appa (which I think is kinda funny)

Is it gonna show the genocide!? AHHHH NO THAT'S TOO PAINFUL

"brothers, sisters were under attack!" If that doesn't show you how peaceful they are 😭

Omg I hope gyatso doesn't believe aang abandoned them in their time of need

THESE AIRBENDERS ARE SUCH BADASSES

...this is brutal... Netflix definitely changed the "no deaths on screen" policy. I'm just watching people get burned to a crisp

I know what happened and I'm crying seeing Gyatso protect all the kids 😢

(This is really good so far... I'm enjoying it)

AVATAR AANG LETS GOOOOO

100 years later

*said in SpongeBob voice*

"Sulk later paddle now" there's the sokka sass

(Also I like how they haven't stated that it's been 100 years cuz I feel like they're gonna make it a big reveal)

RIP sexist sokka causing katara to release aang 😔😔 we'll miss your character arc

Zuko looks so tiny next to the other fire benders hehehe

KATARA WHAT HAVE YOU DONE!?! (jk I know)

I love how dramatic aang looked just for him to slide down the hill

"Mysterious little bald person" hahhahah yeesss

YOU LEFT APPPPAAAAA

Irohhhh I love yoouuuu (all he did was show up)

APPA thank goodness

Sokka stepping behind katara was perfect

Not gran gran saying the theme 🤭 I can't even take it seriously

I feel like gran gran isn't dramatic enough. Give me that SHOCK factor.

Don't make fun of zuko BITCH 😡

"Are you okay?" ...no katara...he's not okay

"Guess he had to grow up fast" yes 🥺 he did...my baby

Yes zukoooo get that fire

"A nice cup of jasmine tea" 😌

"You're wrong" ...he's not wrong baby but I understand...it'll take a while

"I'm a warrior I should be able to do more for our people" I love her 🥺

Das not good (referring to the fire nation)

Dang gran gran knows everything

I kinda like angry sokka 👀 I feel like he's gonna have a good character arc

"I am sokka" > "hi there, zuko here" pipeline

Aang baby whatchu doing watching sokka get beat up

...spoke too soon lol

THE ROCKS LETS GOOOO CHILD WARRIORS sokka looks like a proud dad 🥺

"I think you're the bravest person I've ever met" 😭 sokkas face when he said that

"Let's go save that weird kid" heck yeah sokka!!!

"Myself included" love the honesty iroh hahhah

"Is that what you believe?" No answer is an answer iroh 👀

I love how none of them have ever dealt with an airbender before so they have no idea how to deal with him

"There's no way you're getting me on that- AHHHHH" is the most sokka thing yet I laughed out loud

HIS GLIDER LET'S GOOOO (I know that's in the og but i never know what they're gonna change so I'm gonna continue getting excited over little things)

Zuko is so concerned 😟 his face literally says 'that's my only hope getting away'

"Hey kid!" YES SOKKA LOVE YOU

KATARA YES YOU DID THAT!! HECK YEAH MOTHER FUCKER (...pardon my language)

Aang not going into the avatar state is kinda cool cuz you got to see katara be a badass

"So where do we go?" My brain immediately went "do you want to go penguin sledding with me!?"

...well this is way sadder than penguin sledding

On another note aangs tattoo is so cool...i.love the patterns in it

Gyatso 😭😭😭 NOOOOO

This must be so hard for him cuz in aangs mind he just saw everyone YESTERDAY

AVATAR STATE AANG

Don't mind me I'm just crying

That was very emotional...I was not prepared even though I should've been

I'm glad sokka still had some comic relief in him...I was really worried

Aang keeping gyatsos necklace (??) 😭

Showing zuko during aangs speech was good 👀

I love how dramatic it is but i hope they still put in some of the silliness from the original show

Overall I enjoyed it though!! I was really nervous so it went a lot better than I anticipated I'm not gonna lie

#avatar the last airbender #atla #atla live action #avatar the last airbender live action #atla la #aang #atla epiosde 1 #atla play by play

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juniperhillpatient · 3 months

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whats your fav ship for aang and zuko?

For Aang it’s On Ji. I know she’s just a side character but I’ve enjoyed fleshing her out in my current fic & I think there’s a lot to be said for her being the one girl who likes Aang not because she’s a fan girl of the avatar but because she just finds him fun. I think the two of them dancing together is really cute also I love fleshing out tiny side characters & giving them life.

Zuko? Okay the problem with Zuko is that he’s so shippable with almost everyone 😅 I think Jet/Zuko is my favorite Zuko ship. There’s just something about two tragic angry boys seeking redemption ok? But lately I’ve grown to love Zuko/Jin & Zuko/Jet/Jin the more I have fun fleshing Jin out. The girl has potential okay? She adored Zuko on their awkward little date & is clearly a bit quirky herself to role with the punches of his awkwardness.

Also I do like Mai/Zuko a lot! Their canon story is so romantic. I love Mai choosing her love for Zuko over everything else.

TLDR: I could ramble all day about all the ships I love but I’ll shut up now - the answer to your question is that my favorite Aang ship is Aang/On Ji my favorite Zuko ship is Zuko/Jet. But I’m a multi shipper I never got onboard with the only one true ship thing & i never will

Thank you for the ask! 😁

#I just run out of places to go if I try to write for only one ship for too long also like I HAVE to mix it up #that’s what happened with me & zukka I still love it I just ran out of places to go #it’s not in my nature to stick to one & only ship there’s too many options 😅😅#asks #answered

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kumeko · 1 year

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A/N: For the @atlamagazineI got to write two articles and my second one was everyone’s favourite uncle! I like to think he just became a cornerstone in every newspaper in every town they stayed in, spending his time writing replies while Zuko burned up the countryside in his latest plan. XD See if you recognize the two askers!

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Uncle Iroh’s Tea Corner

Uncle Iroh,

I am a fighter. I am strong. I am amazing. I am undefeatable.

Or so I was, until this tiny, blind girl destroyed me in the ring. She wasn’t even an adult! A child defeated me! In the most humiliating way possible! No one takes me seriously anymore. I can’t even look myself in the mirror. Sometimes I think about stepping back in the ring, but I just can’t. What can I do to feel invincible again?

—a boulder who feels more like a pebble

Pebble,

The short answer: nothing.

The long answer? There is humility in accepting your defeat. Whether a child or an adult or even a beast, there will always be someone out there who is stronger than you. Someone who can take you down. I too have faced many defeats in my long life. It is impossible to live this long otherwise.

However, what is important is what happens next. The child isn’t the one who is keeping you down now, it is yourself. Your fear of humiliation, your fear of yet another, stronger opponent—all of it is keeping you from entering the ring. You cannot be afraid of falling down again. Accept that it will happen and try your best despite that. You will find you will stand longer.

You will not feel invincible again, but it is better that way. Nothing is invincible after all. Everything falls, even if only to time. Even the strongest boulder is eroded by water and wind.

Yet, what was destroyed can be rebuilt. Pebbles turn into sand turn into castles. You will not be the same, for no one is the same after they have changed. But you will be better and that is all one can wish for in life.

When you are filled with fear and doubt, drink a cup of tea, enjoy a game of pai sho, and reflect on life. You will find your troubles are not as big as you think.

—Uncle Iroh

Dear Uncle Iroh,

I met my destined one! He’s funny, cute, and really strong. He also has these big ears that I think are adorable. Our names even rhyme! Even without Aunt Wu’s predictions, I know he’s just the guy for me.

But he doesn’t feel the same. Does destiny take time? Or does it need effort? I can do more, I’m sure!

Hoping for love,

Lovelorn Girl

Lovelorn,

Destiny is a funny thing. It works in the most mysterious ways. Sometimes, you get what you want, just not the way you expected it. Sometimes you convince yourself something will happen, when it doesn’t have to. Sometimes, you try so hard, you miss what was in front of you all along.

There is a simple solution to this: do not concern yourself with destiny. If it will happen, it will. If it doesn’t, it won’t. Destiny is not something you can control. Instead, little one, focus on what you can do. If that boy doesn’t love you, then there are many other boys out there. Do not limit yourself to what boundaries the predictions have given you. Meet new people, try new things, live your life as you wish.

And then, when you least expect it, destiny will come knocking. You’ll find you don’t need it as much, but it is a pleasant surprise. Good luck!

—Uncle Iroh

#atla #avatar the last airbender #uncle iroh #fanfic

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hello-nichya-here · 2 years

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alright, bestie just pretend you don't know who I am. no one does. actually tipsy this time. living up to my reputation. modern au high school this time 'cause why not

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Azula examined herself in the full-length mirror in her bedroom. It wasn't the intricate, gorgeous oversized mirror she was used to in her father's manor. Nor were the tiny pajama shorts and cropped tank top name brands she was familiar with. They were cheap Walmart items Ursa had picked up.

Azula sighed, trying to fix her mood to be reasonable. She didn't want to be an embarrassing nuisance. It was just very difficult to hold back the hundreds of complaints she had about the cheap shampoo and the dollar store bottled waters, so different from the imported sparkling stuff Azula was accustomed to.

There was a knock at the door. Azula rolled her eyes, expecting her mother. She had lived here a month now, and a month was already too long with Ursa. "Yes?"

Zuko burst into the room, walking over and throwing himself back on Azula's bed. The two of them had maintained a cold but formally polite relationship for years. Ever since Azula moved here though, it was different. Zuko had started opening up about - well, everything. Zuzu was not known for his subtlety, after all.

Azula couldn't resist the urge to laugh. She closed her bedroom door and walked over to sit on the edge of the bed. "Hey dum dum. How was your day?"

Zuko huffed in annoyance, causing Azula to giggle. He was so dramatic. Zuko glared. Azula lay back on the bed beside him, grinning. Zuko was wearing just sweatpants and no top, ready for bed himself. He looked so adorable. Wait - where did that thought come from?

"Shitty," Zuko said. "My day was shitty. I'm so sick of getting in trouble all because-"

"You're loud and can't resist causing problems?"

Zuko turned his head, glaring at Azula. Azula just grinned, enjoying the way his features softened at her amusement.

"What's up with you?" Zuko asked, his voice softer, less intense than when he was venting.

Azula smiled, scooting closer to him on the bed. She missed her old home and her father. She missed Mai and Ty Lee. She could admit that, in the privacy of her head. But it was good to have Zuko here. "I'm okay."

"Don't lie."

Azula sighed, rolling her eyes. "I am. I'm just...I miss name-brand pajamas. How stupid is that?"

Zuko laughed. Azula sat up, grabbing a pillow and smashing it into his face. Zuko wrestled her for it, trying to shove the fluffy weapon back at her. Azula couldn't hold back the peal of laughter, letting herself be pushed back in the bed as Zuko rolled on top of her, hitting her in the face with the pillow.

They were both lost to breathless laughter as Zuko won the wrestling match - although Azula pretty much let him. He was on top of her on the bed, holding the pillow against her with a threatening smirk.

"Okay, it's stupid," Azula said. "Fine."

Zuko's smirk changed to a soft smile. "No," he said. "I get it. The change is weird." His eyes darted downward, toward her tank top, which his bare chest was pressed against. Azula suddenly felt warm all over, way too aware of her legs tangled with Zuko's. "Besides," Zuko said. "The pajamas you're wearing are cute."

Knowing who you are? Whaaaat? I have no clue...

Poor Azula, dealing with former rich girl problems. And I loved seeing Zuko just throwing himself on her bed without giving a fuck because he needs to vent and his baby sister is there XD

It really does feel like something he'd do since he is a drama queen, it adds a bit of a family vibe, and yes, Azula was totally correct, it was adorable, I would have snuggled with him.

Azula struggling a bit to admit she isn't adjusting all that easily is a nice touch, especially since it led to an adorable pillow fight. I loved that you called the pillow "the fluffy weapon."

I have zero issue believing that Azula's pajamas were cute, but I do NOT believe that the cuteness was the only thing Zuzu noticed. Gotta check out his adorable, pretty, sexy baby sister.

#asks #zucest #tipsy anon #fluff

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Jinko lust at first sight

(Ao3)

"This… This is my place.", Jin spoke sheepishly, as she opened the door to her positively tiny flat, quickly lighting the candle to bring some light to all the corners.

"Uh, it's-it's nice, I guess.", Zuko quickly replied.

Jin smiled, seeing the faint red on his cheeks.

"Barely bigger than yours, I reckon. Want some tea? I don't think I will be better than your… uncle?"

"Yeah.", he quickly replied, watching her around the corner that could be called a kitchen. The warm light from the fireplace and candles mixed with the cold moonlight seeping through a small window, coating Jin in a unique, mesmerising aura.

"There. Jasmine, like the one from the shop.", she spoke, passing him the cup.

"Thanks", Zuko spoke, taking first sip. "Nice… I think. I don't know much about tea, honestly."

"I bet your uncle would be mad at me."

"No, he would be more like…"

Zuko put the cup away and crossed his arms, as well as furrowing his eyebrows.

"Nephew! Making tea is an art that requires ten thousand years to learn and million of bad cups until you make a proper one!"

Jin burst into laughter at his impression, especially as his voice dipped into lower tones, mimicking the older one of his uncle.

"Sounds like he's quite a demanding one."

"Yeah. But that is how teachers are supposed to be, I guess. He… he cares a lot."

He took another sip and nearly choked, watching as Jin brushed her hair, letting one part of her dress slip slightly, revealing a bit of her shoulder.

"Look, Jin, I-I should really get going, I-"

"Do you have to?", she got on all fours and crawled against him. If he was lost for words before, now he was completely in shambles, as she got closer and closer. "Can't you stay a little longer?".

"L-Listen, Jin, I, uh, we might-"

"Escape tomorrow?"

Zuko blinked as Jin cut off him almost reading his mind.

"How-how did you-"

"It's wartime, Lee", Jin answered. "And we're in the biggest city in the world, full of refugees, I've heard more stories like yours."

She moved closer to Zuko, her hand lifting her dress, revealing more of her almost naked body.

"So, if we die tomorrow, or never see each other again… why not stop denying we are into each other?"

The two kept their stares for what felt like eternity, and when Jin finally felt him move, she thought he would back down and that she came off too strong.

But then she felt fire. His lips on hers, his hands on her waist, and when they tumbled onto the bedding, his body on hers.

He was clumsy, impatient and demanding, yet there was something cute with his temperament nature, especially when the unstoppable form of his came to a halt when her dress came undone and her bosom became unobstructed, rendering the young man completely stumped.

Jin nearly burst into laughter when she saw him stutter, but fortunately, she had experience with the inexperienced. With a swift move, she brought his face against her breasts, shivering when his hot breath caressed her skin, as she gently pointed his mouth to her nipple.

"There. if you cannot speak, at least start sucking."

And Zuko gladly obeyed her command, though it took another few moves of her hand to correct his position and ensure he'd be caressing her nipples instead of just pinching them.

But once he got the right idea, he was stimulated by Jin's moaning and her fingers ruffling his short hair, as she made sure to keep him as close to herself as possible.

Proud of her student, Jin threw her head back, enjoying his warm breath tingling with her skin and his thumb's circling her other nipple, bringing the same heat to it, as well as deepening her appetite for more.

"L-Lee", she stuttered, pushing his head gently down, "Kiss me there."

Zuko's eyes opened wide as Jin pointed to her thighs and her neatly trimmed bush, automatically replying to his unspoken concern.

"Don't worry, I will guide you."

And she did. And though his kisses were uncoordinated and made her giggle, once her fingers spread her lips, it only took a moment for her lover to sample her liquid love, oozing from her opening.

She could feel his body shivering from the sheer amount of new emotions and experiences, but at some point, Jin realised he wasn't the only one subjected to that, as her thighs occasionally twitched as well when his lips or tongue hit a particularly sensitive spot.

Jin knew what he needed, and what she has been denied so far. There might be time later to correct his technique, and she tried pulling him back, when he protested.

"W-Wait. I-I want to try something…"

Jin saw him putting his fingers together and smiled.

"Are you sure you are ready for that?"

"You gotta start somewhere."

His stoic response made her spread her legs further, and she let out a gasp when she felt his digits part her lips. She wondered what he will try to achieve when suddenly her back arched, her body became stiff and after a second of uncertainty, a wave of pleasure radiated across her body from the same place that Zuko touched, his fingers moving ever so slightly, yet as if he was furiously fingering her.

Or maybe it was her own body thrashing and quivering around him, Jin pondered. All she knew was that he effortlessly made her come, a result as unexpected to her as him, judging by his flabbergasted expression.

"J-Jin, did I-"

"Oh spirits, yes.", she spoke in breathless voice, "Damn, Lee, I think you hit one of my chakra points or something. It's as if you shot a lightning through me…"

"L-Lightning?!", Zuko stuttered and rose up, as he looked at his fingers, quickly withdrawing and trying to hide his hand behind his back "I-I didn't mean-I mean-I never-"

Jin giggled.

"Relax. I was just kidding.", she spoke in mellow, dreamy voice. "Also, sorry for spraying you. Sex can be messy…"

"Y-yeah…", he spoke wiping some of her juices from his face.

Jin grabbed his shoulders and forced him to lean over her, her face just inches from his.

"But I want it to get even messier…"

Zuko gasped when he felt her hand on his cock, but when her lips met with his again, he found himself in a state of utter serenity as Jin guided him safely inside her. She was tight, she was warm, and she was welcoming him with each of her moves.

Her thighs, her lips, her legs, her arms, all coiling around him made him feel loved and at the right place. For a brief moment, he really was her Lee…

But he also knew there was only one way of making it better, and with first, shy thrust of his hips, he experienced it all over again as his length travelled through her sex.

Jin cried his name, automatically cupping his cheeks to ensure him he was on the right track, as she couldn't bare thinking of him stopping now. And with her motivating, warm words, he showed her his spirit, his impatience fuelling his passion and desires. He was on fire and Jin didn't mind catching it from him…

She didn't mind that he was soon screaming her name as her bed and their joined bodies rocked in unison. She was already on cloud nine, and with his scorching hot seed flooding her it only propelled her higher, even if only for a second…

A second that was prolonged into hours when Jin found Lee's lips on hers in a passionate, decisive kiss he initiated that made her melt under his weight.

"Jin. I-", Zuko opened his mouth, but found her fingers on his quivering lips almost instantly.

"Don't ruin it. Let's just keep making the tea."

And they did. ithout any words, Jin taught him more and more, marvelling at her lover learning about her body and the way to handle it, though she had to correct him on more than few occasions. But for each mistake he made, he made up for it with his unrelenting desire, punctuated by Jin moaning his name.

When she fell asleep in his arms, Jin knew what will await her tomorrow. She would wake up alone, Lee nowhere to be found, and when she'd visit him in the tea shop, she'd find the owner in shambles, crying that two of his great employees quit out of the blue.

"Jin? You are a great teacher.", Zuko spoke suddenly, waking her from her shallow slumber.

Jin smiled, knowing it wouldn't be the end. As she scooted her butt against him, she felt his warmth still present inside her, and she knew Lee has started a fire within her that will never die out.

#Jinko #day 24 #lemon #nautiscaraderfics #aged-up characters and all that

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pokckygamewithbatman · 2 months

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Live Action ATLA.... was not a show

I didn't get past the first episode, I stopped watching after Zuko somehow knew to go to the Water Tribe to get the Avatar. How would he magically know that if he was following the ice ball light and they cut the scene where Aang and Katara go to the battleship and accidently set off the flare? Like sure, maybe he just wants to fuck with the Water Tribe, but then he would've come from the ice ball, probably on land right? If he was following the ice ball light, and had no indicator that he should change course and go straight to the Water Tribe then why does he just show up, no change in angle of approach or anything, almost like the writer's didn't think it was an important scene to include because they assumed the audience had already watched the show and knew that the battleship shenanigans were supposed to happen.

Seems like that happened a lot. The dynamic between Aang and Gyatso was so bland, almost like they didn't think they had to show them being close friends as much because the audience already knew about the character chemistry because they had watched the original show.

Kids can't act, we as a people know this. This extends to teenagers (that's why adults play teens in teen movies), so I shouldn't be surprised that the teen acting in the show was trash, but it was so held back, it was insulting. If I hadn't watched the original show I honestly don't think I would've known Sokka and Katara were siblings. I'd have assumed they were at most acquaintances. Maybe awkward friends?

Having older kids in Sokka's soldier unit in the Water Tribe kinda defeats the point of him? He has a lot of pride as the sole protector of the Tribe, and in the original show this is highlighted by him literally being the only one old enough to protect because the others are *tiny* children. In the live action there's like, another 14-yr-old who's taking orders, but they don't seem to be friends despite being close in age and with the same responsibilities. If they wanted to have some older kids they should've given more time to engrave Katara and Sokka more into their community. They did not do this. Gran Gran gives some horrible exposition (aka says the opening theme (which by the way sounds awful in the context she's saying it in (I know it's supposed to sound more like a legend but it's too casual to be a legend, or even paraphrasing a legend, she's literally just doing exposition))) and there were no hugs, or sly words between a grandmother and her grandchildren. IN THE ORIGINAL SHOW THIS DOESN'T HAPPEN YES but that's because we're actively focusing on Aang and Zuko, and are, for the most part out of the village doing penguin sledding and stuff.

Quick PSA to greedy corporate bastards. If your CGI tech can't do the penguin sledding, rethink making a 1:1 adaptation to ATLA. Appa looks scary, not cute. Momo is never not a blur (to mask how bad his CGI looks), and the kids don't know how to act with CGI. Tell me, how many times does Appa lick someone in the live action? Y'know, the thing he does to show affection? I count zero times so far. If your lazy tech can't cut it, don't just change a beloved character, either make it work or don't make the show.

Don't call it a 1:1 adaptation if you're going to change all the characters and their motivations? Why ever would you even want to do that? To make up for the crappy CGI that warrants darker scenes to cover up the mistakes so now the whole tone of the show has to be changed? That's a common thing nowadays. Do kids not deserve colour?

People keep comparing it to the movie, as if that's supposed to make it good. Now, I haven't seen the movie, but I don't have to to know that it's bad. That doesn't make the live action show good though. Comparing an adaptation to another adaptation is bullshit? Compare it to the source material cowards, and see how crud it actually is. Rewatch the show, use both of your eyes this time, and purposefully be as critical as possible. Honestly. "Why are they giving us the Air Nomad Fire Nation fight? It's a "noodle incident" there's no need" "why isn't Gyatso any fun in this version? He's supposed to be a goof" "why do Aang and Gyatso have such a stale dynamic?" "Why is Gyatso serious when shit goes down? Wouldn't it be truer to his character if he was trying to lighten the mood so the kids don't get scared?" "Wouldn't it have been more impactful if he was goofy then turned serious instead of being serious the whole time?" "Why does he call Aang's name so loudly when it's obvious he's trying to be stealthy and quiet to get the kids to safety?" "Why did they change the opening monologue?", etc. etc.

Watching this show was not fun, it made me appreciate the original show yes but less as a nice memory to occasionally reference, and more as a safe haven to go back to and cleanse myself.

1/10 it reminded me once again that Netflix is a blackhole of greed and terrible actors LEAVE THE CHILDHOOD SHOWS ALONE IF YOU TRULY WANT TO REVAMP THEM OR REINTRODUCE THEM TO KIDS DO A SIMPLE RERUN OF THE SHOW ON WHATEVER CHANNEL OR APP YOU USE, OR A CUTE ANIMATION THAT INTICES KIDS TO WATCH THE ORIGINAL SHOW but that was never the goal, you wanted the adults to cream their pants because their "childhood is back". Honestly, Disney could teach a class on soulless live action adaptations of beloved classics (except Cinderella 2015 that movie is a gem).

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