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so yeah I might have an obsession problem with AUs
all of the Rogue AU
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Hereās the thing about the air nomads.
I introduced a friend to ATLA a few nights ago, and they had only known two things about the entire show: the cabbage meme, and that Aang apparently wants to ride every large and dangerous animal he can possibly find. We got through the first five or so episodes, and my friend noted that Aang is exactly what a 12-year-old would be like if given godlike powers, and that this is literally just what he could do with airbending. He canāt even wield any of the other elements, and heās one of the most powerful people on the planet, because heās an airbender.
And that got me thinking.
This snippet from Bitter Work is one of the few pieces of concrete information we get about the airbenders, at least in ATLA. Iroh is explaining to Zuko how all four of the elements connect to the world and to each other.
Fire is the element of power, of desire and will, of ambition and the ability to see it through. Power is crucial to the world; without it, thereās no drive, no momentum, no push. But fire can easily grow out of control and become dangerous; it can become unpredictable, unless it is nurtured and watched and structured.
Earth is the element of substance, persistence, and enduring. Earth is strong, consistent, and blunt. It can construct things with a sense of permanence; a house, a town, a walled city. But earth is also stubborn; itās liable to get stuck, dig in, and stay put even when itās best to move on.
Water is the element of change, of adaptation, of movement. Water is incredibly powerful both as a liquid and a solid; it will flow and redirect. But it also will change, even when you donāt want it to; ice will melt, liquid will evaporate. A life dedicated to change necessarily involves constant movement, never putting down roots, never letting yourself become too comfortable.
We see only a few flashbacks to Aangās life in the temples, and we get a sense of who he was and what kind of upbringing he had.
This is a preteen with the power to fucking fly. Heās got no fear of falling, and a much reduced fear of death. Thereās a reason why the sages avoid telling the new avatar their status until they turn sixteen; could you imagine a firebender, at twelve years old, learning that they were going to be the most powerful person in the whole world? Depending on that child, that could go so badly.
But the thing about Aang, and the thing about the Air Nomads, is that they were part of the world too. They contributed to the balance, and then they were all but wiped out by Sozin. What was lost, there? Was it freedom? Yes, but I think thereās something else too, and itās just yet another piece of the utter brilliance of the worldbuilding of ATLA.
To recap: we have power to push us forward; we have stability to keep us strong; we have change to keep us moving.
And then we have this guy.
The air nomads brought fun to the world. They brought a very literal sense of lightheartedness.
Sozin saw this as a weakness. I think a lot of the world did, in ATLA. Why do the Air Nomads bother, right? Theyāre just up there in their temples, playing games, baking pies in order to throw them as a gag. As Iroh said above, they had pretty great senses of humour, and they didnāt take themselves too seriously.
But thatās a huge part of having a world of balance and peace.
Itās not just about power, or might, or the ability to adapt. You can have all of those, but you also need fun. You need the ability to be vulnerable, to have no ambitions beyond just having a good day. You need to be able to embrace silliness, to nurture play, to have that space where a very specific kind of emotional growth can occur. Fun makes a hard life a little easier. Fun makes your own mortality a little less frightening to grasp. Fun is the spaces in between, that canāt be measured by money or military might. Fun is what nurtures imagination, allows you to see a situation in a whole new light, to find new solutions to problems previously considered impossible.
Fun is what makes a stranger into a friend, rather than an enemy.
Fun helps you see past your differences.
Fun is what fuels curiosity and openmindedness.
Fun is the first thing to die in a war.
OP went and ended hard with the last line.
@polarspaz welp. more bug leon. except this time he's not a bug except for one very notable exception.
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When Leon woke up, he knew today was going to suck. Heād been fortunate enough to have a few quiet days on baseādays heād even gotten to spend as a human. That was in part due to Luis testing a new variant of the suppressant drug, but also the peace and quiet simply made Leonās passenger easier to convince. They werenāt in danger, so Rucio was more inclined to let Leon be⦠him.Ā
But, human or not, it couldnāt banish the prickling ache that had invaded his limbs that morning. Not only that, Leon managed to trip getting out of bed, nearly walked into a wall, and spent several minutes feeling like his feet were about to give out from under him. Everything just felt⦠off. Like the world had been shifted three inches to the right and Leon was left staggering to catch up.Ā
Heheheheheheehhe!
Not only can you feel how Leon frustrated is by his clumsiness in this, but you can also tell how upset he is when he realizes that being fully human no longer feels right to him anymore.
And RUCIO, MY PRECIOUS LITTLE BASTARD! He is absolutely PERFECT HERE! Him calling Leon stupid and annoying for not figuring out what's wrong, had me roaring! AND I LOVE how smug he is after Leon admits he's got a point.
Leon almost dropping trow in the hallway was funny as hell, and i especially ADORED how Leon was obviously indulging himself a little bit when he got his tail back by whipping it around to vent his frustration!
Gosh this was a really FUN and CUTE FIC! ANOTHER ADDITION TO THE GLORIOUS HOARD!
Devil Leon AU
When Leon wakes up after passing out in the boat in the middle of the lake, he notices that something is off immediately. His hearing had been amplified as he was able to easily pick out the sounds of fluttering leaves and chirping crickets from across the distance shore. His sense of smell was also cranked to the max, and he couldn't help but gag as the rotten smell of Del Lago began to clot inside his nose.
Confused and slightly irritated, Leon simply waves off his new enhanced senses and continues looking for Ashley, but things just keep getting weirder.
No matter how much he runs, he's not getting the least bit tired, in fact he feels REALLY energetic, like he had an endless supply of energy he desperately needs to burn off. He eventually encounters some Ganados and instead of the usual feelings of fear and panic, he instead feels EXCITED.
He dives into the fight without any hesitation, kicking and shooting harder and faster than he's ever done in his life. He can't stop the feral grin the stretches across his face when he sees more Ganados pour into the fray, not caring that he just used the last of his bullets and only has his knife left to depend on. He just simply starts snapping necks and tearing flesh, not noticing the sparks of lightning that are arching off his arms, or the clouds of frost ghosting over his lips
It's not until when the last of his villager falls dead does Leon realize that something is very, very wrong with him. He looks down at the bodies around him before glancing down at his now transformed clawed hands, his fingers tingling as blue sparks flared between them. There are also black scales speckled across his arms like moles, and his teeth felt sharp and jagged like a shark.
What the hell was happening to him?