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Her chest heaves. “Stop!” Katara’s voice pitches to a shriek. “It’s not—”
—real.
Zuko’s teeth dig into his bottom lip, warm copper bursting into the far corners of his mouth. “Why?”
(Or: Katara, Aang, Zuko. A tale of love, loss, and love again.)
I just feel like Katara and Zuko would have the PETTIEST beef regarding Aang. They are friends, and they don’t harbor any actual problems with each other, but the rivalry and butting heads persists. They both think the other is trying to take Aang away from them. Like:
Katara: Zuko what are you doing here?
Zuko: I just came by to see my BEST FRIEND Aang. We’re having boys night tonight.
Katara: Oh, my BOYFRIEND and I are actually going out on a date tonight!
Zuko: That’s strange. I don’t remember him MENTIONING you!
Katara: Hahaha! That’s probably because—
Aang: Hey, I’m glad you guys could make it! Are you both ready to go?
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(something something there is an essential parallel between katara's relationship with aang and zuko's relationship with aang, something something aang embodies and fundamentally transforms their ideas of hope, something something...)
I might get burned at the fandom stake here, but I personally think Zuko x Katara x Aang being a thing when they are older would be very interesting and hilarious. Just hear me out-
Katara and Aang, married, both looking at Zuko: "Hey so my wife and I saw you across the bar, and we saved the world together and all so, can I get you some tea?" kinda vibe.
Like the three of them are all each other's narrative foils and parallels. They circulate each other narratively and emotionally throughout the whole series and even comics. When they're all older restoring peace around the world, they would have all spent so much time together I like to think it would just, kinda Click for them
It is important to draw wisdom from many different places. If you take it from only one place, it becomes rigid and stale. Understanding others, the other elements, and the other nations will help you become whole.
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Zutaraang ficlet, featuring Zuko and Katara coming home after a fight and Aang patching them up.
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Aang's head popped up as the sound of the front door opening reached him. A familiar bloom of soft happiness went through his chest as he stood up to look at the door and the two people returning home.
That happiness lasted about two seconds before it was replaced by the gut dropping feeling that came with seeing his loved ones hurt.
“What happened?” He exclaimed, already rushing over to the two of them.
Katara, who seemed to be in slightly better shape but still sporting the start of a wicked bruise on her cheek and being very slow and easy in her movements with one arm, at least had the good manners to look somewhat sheepish. “We got into a fight.”
Zuko, with a bit of blood smeared near his mouth from a busted lip and a burgeoning black eye, just nodded from next to her, one of his hands, scraped up and bloody, being cradled by the other.
Aang groaned and immediately started shooing his loved ones into the kitchen where he could patch them up. He pulled chairs for the both of them over to the sink next to each other and made a sharp 'sit down’ gesture, to which they thankfully complied.
“Okay so,” Aang started as he retrieved the first aid supplies, “seriously, what happened?”
He heard Katara huff from behind him. “You know Hahn?”
Honestly, that alone told Aang plenty but he nodded and gestured for her to continue as he started setting the supplies down on the counter next to them.
“Well me and Zuko offered to talk to him on Yue's behalf after yesterday. We didn't expect him to be that difficult, but he refused to listen to anything we said.”
She looked over to Zuko who nodded in affirmation.
“He was showing off this macho attitude for his friends,” she continued, “but when it became obvious he wasn't going to get what he wanted, he just started throwing insults around, mostly sexists, mostly about Yue. He was asking for it.”
Aang gave her an exasperated look and ran a soft rag under some warm water to start cleaning up Zuko's face and hand.
Katara held her hands up. “In my defense, I didn't throw the first punch.”
Aang nodded, at least happy to hear they didn't start the-
“Zuko did.”
Aang cast his look over to Zuko who simply glared back. For a guy currently getting his hand patched up like a kid who fell from his bike, he was incredibly unrepentant.
“If Katara can stand not to punch a guy for being sexist, can't you?” Aang joked, no real heat behind the words.
“I didn't punch him because he was sexist.” Zuko grumbled. When Aang just raised an eyebrow at him, Zuko continued almost petulantly. “He stepped too close to Katara.”
Aang rolled his eyes with a small grin while Katara started cackling beside Zuko. “Really, Zuko,” Aang started, “you have to work on this possessive stuff.”
“Hey.” Zuko protested. “Even if I hadn't punched him first, Katara would have.”
Katara shrugged. “He's right. Hahn was saying some really nasty stuff about Yue.”
Aang just shook his head, too fond of them to be anything other than exasperated. Rather than respond, he just handed Zuko a cold pack for his eye and moved over to Katara.
He gently took her arm in his hands, noticing with a little distress the way she still winced. “What happened here?”
“One of the guys, I don't even remember which, just yanked on my arm in a bad direction. It's nothing serious, just sore.” She assured him but he still pouted at her.
Aang handed her an ice pack as well and wandered off to get some pain killers and her favorite sweet tea. When he got back and handed them over, Zuko nudged Aang with a foot.
“You know we would go to war for you, right?”
Aang grinned. “Going to war for someone is easy.” As he turned his back to grab different supplies, he tossed a look over his shoulder. “Would you make friends with your enemies for me?”
Zuko pulled a sour face but Katara straightened up. “I basically did. I was nice to Zuko, wasn't I?”
Zuko scoffed. “Nice? Katara you weren't 'nice’ to me until we almost murdered a guy together.”
“Okay,” Katara ceded, “I was tolerating. It counts.”
“Barely. You threatened to kill me. Quite brutally.”
Katara didn't look sorry in the slightest. “I just wanted to make sure you knew where you stood.”
Zuko rolled his eyes. “Please, you were just jealous.”
“Jealous?” Katara scoffed in offense but her grin gave her away. “What, of you?”
“Yeah. Of me.” Zuko seethed back.
Aang, having watched the two of them grow progressively closer as they bickered, his eyes going back and forth like a ping pong ball, stuck his hand in the two inches still remaining between their faces. “No making out while I'm patching you up.”
Both leaned back away from each other, Katara laughing and Zuko looking somehow both chastised and offended.
Aang dropped down to one knee in front of Katara to address the bloody scrape on her knee, wiping it clean but determining it not bad enough to need anything more. Still, wanting to make her feel better, he leaned forward to place a soft reverent kiss above the wound, lingering there as he made eye contact with her. Blue stared back at him and he gloried a little at the flicker of want he saw there.
Then Zuko made a vaguely displeased sound and Aang pulled his lips away, pressing his forehead to her knee instead to hide his amused grin at Zuko's ridiculousness.
“Oh now who's jealous.” He heard Katara taunt as he stood up.
Before Zuko could respond, Aang slid a hand behind Zuko's head, fingers sinking into his hair, so he could pull Zuko forward enough to place a small kiss on his forehead. “Don't be jealous, Zuko.”
“I'm not-,” Zuko said the words on a low grumble but didn't bother finishing the protest.
Aang took a step back to look over the two of them, making sure he wasn't missing anything, and he got caught up in just staring at them, a little lost in how in-love he was with the two trigger-happy idiots.
“You're at least a little proud of us, right?” Katara asked, her tone joking but Aang could see the small current of worry in her.
“Of course. I'm always proud of you two. I'm sure Yue will love the story when she hears it.”
Both of them beamed up at him, pleased with the praise.
“But please, for the sake of my sanity, don't do it again.” He added on and enjoyed the laughter it drew from his two favorite people.
Aang teaching Zuko how to dance but they keep it on the down low away from Katara until one fancy event where Zuko asks Katara to dance and Katara is like "Zuko, you don't know how to dance." And Zuko is just like "Trust me ;)" and so they go out and Zuko gets to show off what he's learned and Katara gets to be charmed like the princess she is while Aang is in the corner watching his two favorite people dance and be happy and sobbing because he's so in love.
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