Zuko wrote the last character of his letter and put his head in his hands. He knew Mai was going to be very angry and confused over what he was about to do. He also knew that, as much as it hurt, he just couldn’t be with Mai right now. He knew his place. Zuko shook his head vigorously and rolled up the scroll. Now was not the time to think about her; now was the time to pack- and quickly. Zuko knew the eclipse was almost here. Zuko grabbed his bag and sighed. Although it was sturdy, it was also very small. But it was all he had, and he would have to make do by not over packing.
First he grabbed a change of clothes. He wasn’t sure h
This was it- this was the last time Zuko was going to doubt his place in the world. How could Azula even begin to think that Zuko would join her and leave me? Hadn’t she seen the anger in his eyes when the Dai Li guards trapped me in the crystal? Of course it wouldn’t be hard to free myself, but the insult was there all the same. Azula told Zuko he could have everything he ever wanted, his honor and my brother’s love, just by joining her. Had it not been such a dire situation, I might have laughed. Ozai, restore Zuko’s “honor” just for one betrayal? The lie was even more outrageous than the one Azula had spun whe
A/N: Takes place right before “The Avatar and the Firelord.”
“You brought this on yourself.”
“You have no right to judge me Uncle.”
“You’re a crazy old man, you’re crazy! And if you weren’t in jail, you’d be sleeping in a gutter!”
“Waste in here for all I care!”
The words kept repeating themselves over and over and over and over again, until Zuko was certain he was going mad. Why, though? Why even worry about it? Uncle was the traitor, the one who had done wrong. Not him. Not Zuko. “Country over self,” Zuko whispered, repeating the old Fire Nation dictum.
“Home,” Iroh sighed as he walked up to the palace he had spent most of his youth in. It was his first time returning ever since he had abandoned the Siege of Ba Sing Se, and he did not think his reception would be welcoming. Iroh had heard that Ozai had seized the throne from him, and he had no plans to reclaim it. If he wanted the blasted crown so badly, let him have it; Iroh now knew there were more important things in life.
“Uncle! You’re home! Uncle!”
Zuko’s shouting shook Iroh out of his thoughts, and a grin crept onto his face.
“Zuko, it’s wonderful to see you,” Iroh said as he enclosed Zu
The young prince didn’t smile often.
(no, his father had snuffed out the carefree smiling days with a single flame)
Most of the time, Zuko scowled.
(and naive were those who thought a scowl was a singular expression. as Iroh know all too well, there was the angry scowl, the annoyed scowl, the hurt scowl, the confused scowl, the don’t-you-think-about-it scowl (used only on Iroh), and the you-just-don’t-get-it scowl)
Sometimes Zuko sneered when he thought he had the Avatar.
(but that was no smile. there was an intensity, a thirst that, even though Iroh understood why it existed, made him cringe)
And when his plan inevitably
Zuko bent down and glared at Ozai. “Where is my mother?” Ozai laughed a hollow laugh. Why his son would ask a thing like that, he wondered. “You really want to know?”
A/N: Before you read this, please note that the first bit includes direct quotes from the show. I’m not making any money off of this, just trying to keep it as cannon as possible. Thanks for not suing me, Viacom :D
Ozai sighed. Being in this cell was so tiresome. It was the same thing, day in and day out. And he had only been there for a week! Sometimes he wished that the Avatar had killed him that day, then he wouldn’t be stuck
I was surprised to see that this girl had contacted me even though she said she didn't want to argue with me. I wrote my reply, but she's still blocked me. I didn't want to waste this argument that I spent almost an hour meticulously creating, so here's another journal about the racism in The Last Airbender.
I wrote that journal in the anger and frustration of the moment. I used the word "pathetic" in reference to your actions, not you as a person. I still wanted to discuss this issue with you, and was upset that you shut me off in such a childish way.
I'm sorry if you felt I was attacking you. The internet is a place for discussion, and th
I was having an argument with this user about the casting of The Last Airbender, and whether or not it is racist. We've been going back and forth with long arguments for several days. Here's the link to the original (it continues from page 3 to 4 in the comments):
Seems as though this user has blocked me, and since I already wrote out my argument, no need for it to go to waste:
1. Here's a youtube video of Jackson in Big Stan:
I thought his acting was very awkward here as well. If I see him d
I'm not much of a blogger, so this will simply stay on my page until further notice.
I've put up some of my Avatar demotivational posters, and a few people have gotten a kick out of them. Cool! That's far more than I, a girl who only got a DA account to have a great favorites collection, could have ever thought happening. If you want to repost them, I really don't care. I have a bad habit of saving icons without getting the person's name to credit them, so it would be hypocritical for me to ask you to do that. If you want to credit me, be my guest, but as long as you don't say you made it, I don't care. I just want to spread Avatar hilarity.