Katara could have ended up with Haru, and Zuko could have ended up with Jin, which I would have been happier with than canon Kataang and Maiko. The added irony that Zuko and Katara both flirted with people from the Earth Kingdom.
hello, i love your art so much! can you do 11C with zuko?
i went a little extra with this one (thanks for the sweet ask!)
[ID: a comic featuring Azula, Zuko, Suki, Sokka, and Haru from Avatar the Last Airbender. In the first panel, Azula glares at Zuko and asks: "Brother, what are you looking at? Are you even listening?"
Zuko stares dreamily ahead, with a blush on his cheeks.
A closeup of Azula's eyes as she sees what Zuko is admiring. "Oh."
Suki, Sokka, and Haru are shown, and there is a brightness and focus on Sokka. They are dressed in athletic gear, and Sokka is grinning and gesturing as the other two smile and watch on.
for @scrtminlikesdrawing 💚
↳ haru has a super cool rock he wants to show you! :)
(he's interactive! video below the cut)
[video id: begins with a small haru sitting in a carved out geode, both made of layered paper. the rock is glued to a piece of cardstock. haru is soon removed from the rock so that the cardstock can be flipped. on the backside, jet's hands are featured, also made of layered paper. his hands are significantly larger and cupped so that haru can sit nestled in them when he's brought back into frame. his head is given a couple of soft pats on his head before the video ends.]
The idea of everyone in the Gaang having a lil crush on Zuko is funny, but the thought of most of the kids on the Western Air Temple getting a crush on Ugly Mustache Haru is even funnier
man i miss haru. that boy worked retail AND suppressed a huge part of his identity that both tied to and alienated him from his inner family and community but refused to let it die AND went sent to jail for it AND he’s gay. truly an incredible character i desperately hope he appears in the live action
a moment of peace under a cherry tree, two years after the end of the war.
Pairing: Haru/Jet
Words: 678
Warnings: None
[ID: a watercolor painting of Jet and Haru from Avatar: The Last Airbender sitting beneath a wild black cherry tree. Jet sits on the left, shirtless and wearing gray pants, with a scar visible on his solar plexus. Haru sits on the right wearing a short-sleeved green shirt and pants. They look at each other, smiling. Branches covered with cherries hang down from above, and tall grass grows around them. End ID]
Haru thinks that if he could freeze a moment in time, it would be this one: covered in mosquito-moth bites, bare feet purple and red from stepping on the cherries scattered on the ground by the wind. His shoulders ache from reaching above his head for the clusters of shiny black fruit, his thighs burn from the uphill climb to get to this place, away from the world. His hair's already escaping the ribbon he used to tie it back, sweat-soaked strands hanging in his face. The hot grass itches the backs of his calves and neck where he lays under the sun.
He doesn't think he's ever been more at peace.
Beside him, Jet leans back against the tree, skin glowing golden-brown in the patches of sun that make it through the leaves. His silhouette looks remarkably altered without his ever-present armor — because, despite his assertion that he doesn't get hot, he stripped out of armor, shirt and boots as soon as they reached the summit of the hill. Without them, Haru can see the slightly uneven set of his shoulders, the wiry muscle in his arms, the ripples and dents of broken ribs that never quite set properly. Presently, there's a relaxed slope in his posture, labored breaths giving way to slow, even sighs as he rests in the shade. In the sky overhead, clouds drift lazily in the breeze, the sun beating down on the hill.
Haru smiles, reaching over to twine their fingers together. Jet's gaze shifts over, dark eyes heavy-lidded, smiling lips stained purple. He squeezes Haru's hand, searching his face.
"Something on your mind?" he asks softly. It's gentle — not in the way he'll whisper when Haru's awake too late at night, or like when he croons at the pig-hens to get them off their eggs. It's the rare voice of Jet, completely relaxed and at peace.
"I was thinking," Haru begins, bringing Jet's hand up to his lips. "About this. Us, right now."
"Good things, I hope?" Jet asks, a blush darkening his cheeks as his eyes fix on Haru's mouth. Haru smiles.
"Only good things," he assures him, pulling his hand out of Jet's grip to tangle it in the soft brown hair, a little damp from sweat. Jet leans into the touch with a soft hum of content, resembling nothing as much as a content foxcat as he preens, before slipping out from under Haru's hand to smack a kiss on his cheek. Haru laughs, winding his arms around him.
"I wish we could capture this," he says. "Keep it somehow."
"I think the bug bites are here to stay," Jet remarks. He rests his head on Haru's shoulder, lips brushing his neck. "I know what you mean. It's nice. Peaceful."
Haru smiles. A year ago, it would have been hard to imagine Jet being so content with peace, but the time and space to heal, let the sharp edges of that grief inside him soften a little, has changed so much of him. He still has that fight inside of him, and Haru still loves that about him, but this new side is nice, especially in moments like this.
"I think we've earned it," he says, kissing Jet's forehead — easier than usual when they're sitting like this, without their difference in height. Jet's eyes drift closed as he pulls Haru down for a proper kiss. Haru leans in, taking in the taste of sweat and cherries on his lips.
"Mmh. We should probably take those cherries back for your mom," Jet says when they break for air. "She's gonna have our hides for taking this long."
"It'll be fine, she loves you." Haru kisses him once more for good measure. "You give her that pretty smile of yours and we're forgiven."
Jet ducks his head to hide the blush creeping up his face. Haru laughs, kissing his cheek and pulling him up.
They gather their things — Haru the basket of harvested cherries, Jet his pile of boots, shirt and armor — and together walk back toward the farm, hand-in-hand.
A random AU idea i’ve had since 2020, but like a Total Drama x Avatar the Last Airbender.
Just Iroh taking them to a random island to do challeges. He’s Chris, but slightly less. unhinged.
Here are the teams that I thought Iroh would choose:
Sky Bisons
Aang
Katara
Zuko
Suki
Mai
Yue
Jet
Teo
Group Headcanons:
Aang and Zuko want to smack Jet on a daily basis. They both have an unspoken alliance about they try to vote Jet out everytime.
Katara and Yue hang out on the beach and look for seaglass
Polar Bear Dogs:
Sokka
Toph
Azula
Ty Lee
Haru
Hahn
Jin
June
Sokka most definetly tries to be the team leader only to be shut down by everyone else for the most part. Sokka wishes that he could be on the other team because maybe they’d appreciate his leadership skills. 50% of the group doesn’t respect Sokka trying to be the group leader, but that doesn’t stop him from trying.
Toph and June arm wrestle and they have a good rivalry going for them
Azula loves the confessionals just because she loves voicing how she feels about everyone.
They also have different challenges and spin a wheel for the type of challenges that they do. Sometimes bending is allowed other times it’s not period. And any team that has a member that uses bending during those types of challenges gets immediatly sent to elimination. Iroh will know if they are cheating because he’s Iroh.
Summary: "all we ever wanted was to bring peace." The world as we know it is beginning to crumble. But sent by previous Avatar's, five people are sworn to help and save the world from burning to ash.
Authors Note: characters are aged up 17-18 and older
®️ this story contains Strong Language, Alcohol Consumption
Important: Also I am open to constructive criticism but disrespect will not be tolerated. The Ocs are BLACK and if you have a problem with that, by all means do not READ! So don't leave racist and negative comments, because I am the wrong Author to try. But anyways hope y'all enjoy. 💚🤍