#wackapow

[ID: A screen shot from Avatar: The Last Airbender. An above view of the spirit oasis in the Northern Water Tribe, featuring a garden with a bridge on either side of it. A pond rests in the center of the garden, behind a spirit gate and waterfall. It is all surrounded by water. The text reads as follows:]

                 “ i wouldn’t have joined you if i’d known you would use this ride as an excuse to insult me, ”     he grumbles,    eyes sharp as he glares in sokka’s direction.

         sam  ...  it’s  like  ...  u  kno  my  ass  ...  and  the  dash’s  ass  needed  to  see  this !  i’m  gonna  CRY  i  love  you  this  is  so  sweet  the  serotonin  is  ...  suh  strong  ...  feelin’  like  elmo  rising  from  the  fire  !  

Rumours had begun to spread- rumours that the daughter of Ozai was alive, and plotting, and not in any form of captivity. They were all true, and it was Azula herself who was spreading them. Well, to a point. They spread to a greater extent than they could have done by herself. But she had supporters, and they were more than happy to help her with the rumours.

Now, she was on the road again. The best thing Azula figured she could do was start making appearances, popping up and backing the rumours, as she made her way toward the Fire Nation once more.

It was in a city where many of the nations gathered that she ran into something quite irritating- someone who was dead set there was no way she was Azula. She was about two seconds from giving a little display that would prove it, and that became obvious as she flexed her hand. Anyone who recognised fire bending would know what she was up to.

   ❝ Hey, we have this really fascinating thing here in the Capital, you want to know what it’s called? ❞   Zuko reached his hand out and dropped a 𝐖𝐄𝐓 washcloth on top of Sokka’s head.    ❝ 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄. ❞   He turned his body away from Sokka and took a few steps away, giving him a bit of space and taking in the people around the garden. The garden was his mothers favorite spot, the pond underneath the tree a bit from them was often where she’d sit while Azula and him played. Since it had such 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 memories it became one of his favorite places too and he’d put quite a bit into rebuilding it after everything. 

                            ❝ . . . And you S A Y                                ❛ as long as I’m H E R E no one can hurt you ❜                                Don’t want to LIE here                               But Y O U could learn to                                If I could CHANGE                               The way that you S E E yourself                               You wouldn’t wonder why you H E A R                               They don’t DESERVE you.  ❞

          “i’ve got more secrets than you’ll ever know.” he spoke quietly, antenna dropping from it, in this world he didn’t care what people thought of him as. there was no way he was going back to his universe, not now that he was a fugitive of his own people.