But you called me here sounds very feelsy ๐
Itโs the ATLA/TLOK crossover we all deserve, and I am having such a blast writing it it isnโt even funny. Aang with the Krew and his grandbabies and his kids and modern technology is glorious.
Basically, through a series of events (donโt wanna give too much away there lol), Korra stumbles upon a post-The Search Aang. Shenanigans and plot and feels ensue, especially since no one tells Aang who they are or where he truly is at first. Thereโs an alternate beginning to this story that I have half-written that I love and almost went with instead, but Iโll probabibly post it as its own separate thing.
Chaos from the older gaang of course if for no other reason than because I refuse to believe that Suki is dead.
And Iโll be damned if I donโt squeeze in as much bestdad!Aang as I can because my God young Aang being anxious about being a father gets me right where it hurts, and to be sure there will be conversations between Aang and the adults who he doesnโt realize are his kids (hereโs a draft-snippet of the scene Iโm currently working on):
He smiled even though he was crying, and his face looked like a sun shower. His voice trembled just as badly as his lip when he spoke. โI know theyโll hate me, but thatโs okay. Theyโll have Katara. And theyโll have Sokka and Toph and Zuko and Suki. T-They can teach them the things that they wonโt want to learn from me. And thatโs okay. Isnโt it?โ He looked up at them. His smile was smaller, but he was crying harder. โIsnโt it? I mean, I was kindof hoping that they would go penguin sledding with me, but they might not want to. But thatโs okay, too. Katara can do it way better than meโand theyโll love Katara. Katara is Katara. Yeah. I-Itโs okay. Perfectly okay.โ
AND DONT GET ME STARTED ON KATARAโ