Airbender!reader who always does their air scooter, loving to zoom around and blow air around the boys. Giggling loudly before being thrown off by Damian.
Airbender!reader who is a passive, always learnt to learn that way from the monks.
Airbender!reader who either is bald or have hair, either way, they’re gonna blow you away with air blasts.
Airbender!reader who Bruce watches closely, learning the way of the air nomads. Knowing how they can just easily suffocate others and take people’s oxygen away. It’s scary, but that’s why Bruce may have a plan for the airbender.
Airbender!reader who flies around, either by flight or by their flying staff.
Airbender!reader who’s a vegetarian, not liking to eat meat due to their religion and also by loving animal all around. Damian likes them a lot for that.
Airbender!reader who whenever is angry, is not a person to mess with.
Airbender!reader who has dick using them as a air fryer, it’s funny at times.
Airbender!reader who has Jason chilling them, all cause the monk/airbender is a peaceful person.
Airbender!reader who has Tim ranting to them about things, asking the nomad about advice which they willingly give him.
Airbender!reader who has Damian showing them pets he has, the airbender can’t believe the different ranges from “okay that’s normal” to “that’s a seems weird but fine” to “WOAH!”
Airbender!reader who loves to juggle things. Making it seem easy enough to do such things, especially with their bending.
Airbender!reader who has Bruce always making them train, but the training is as hard since they’re so agile. They can do anything!
Airbender!reader who loves to mess with Alfred, but not in a mean way, but a soft friendly way for the old man. They love the old man for being wise as well!
Airbender!reader who’s loved by younger heroes, like the teen titans. They don’t mind being in a team!
requested by anon “Zuko with a fem airbending s/o who has a really bubbly and affectionate personality”
imagine being an airbender and dating zuko
zuko immediately shot to attention when he felt the tugging at his body. at first he thought it was his natural fight or flight response triggering as sokka bragged to him and suki. but he only grew further confused as he realized it was less than natural, dragging his feet unwillingly against the grass.
then he was whipped around and forced forward. his balance felt absolutely out of control, but he regained it instantly as he came face to face with you. when he saw your smile and poised hand, he realized what you had done.
“you know you could’ve called me over?” he questioned as you brought him into a hug. he slowly returned it, not being able to help his smile as you giggled into his chest. “you didn’t have to airbend.”
“what’s the point of being able to airbend if you can’t use it to drag your super cute boyfriend into your arms?” you pouted, resting your chin on his chest so you could look up at him. he rolled his eyes despite his blush.
“you’re clingy,” he waved off.
“you love it,” you winked.
he sighed, looking away to avoid your taunting eyes. “yeah.”
requested by anon “Aang x Girl!Reader fic where she’s from an air bender family that survived the attack? I love you ATLA work 🥰🥰” + “can you do another thing for aang? i love my under appreciated king 🥺”
summary the gaang runs into you, an airbender part of the last surviving airbender clan. aang finds home in that small community, and in you especially.
gif cred belongs to @kataara
“do tornadoes just... appear and disppear?”
katara and aang looked up from their map to see sokka staring into the distance.
“i don’t think so,” katara said slowly, aang shaking his head in agreement. they all stared intensely into the distance. and after a minute of not blinking, dust began to rise and whip, and suddenly there was tornado whipping around a field a little ways away. but just as soon as it appeared, the dust settled back onto the ground.
“wind doesn’t do that naturally,” aang declared, rising from his crouch and grasping his staff.
“it’s man made,” toph confirmed, touching a hand to the ground. “the way it rises... i’ve only felt you do that, twinkle toes.”
“aang,” katara said warily, standing and placing a hand on his shoulder, “is it possible that airbenders survived the attack?”
“we have to go find out, don’t we?” aang asked rhetorically with a furrowed brow, unfolding the wings of his staff in a simple flick of the wrist. he took off toward where another, bigger tornado was forming.
“appa, yip yip!”
as aang neared closer and closer, he felt the air of the tornado begin to pull him in. but he stayed determined, letting the tornado finally suck him into its hold and resisted the flow of the air to finally touch the ground it was formed at. the tornado dispersed when he planted on the ground, momo swooping in to land on his shoulder. he looked around the now cleared land, only seeing fields for miles. when he finally turned to his left, he jumped at the sight of a girl in a fighting position, hands raised flat in front of her.
“who are you?” she asked strongly. she ignored appa as he touched down next to aang. “where did you get that bison?”
“you’re not.. surprised by him?” aang asked, turning his body to his flying companion.
the girl narrowed her eyes. then she closed them and dropped her hands to her sides. then she turned around to walk away.
“wait! where are you going?” aang called after her.
“that’s not our bison.”
“our?” katara asked as she hopped down from appa’s saddle. the girl glanced over her shoulder.
“our,” she nodded. she looked over their group. “you’re the avatar, aren’t you?”
“yes,” aang confirmed, expression serious.
the girl turned back around. “my name is y/n. my family is one of the only few that survived the devastation of firelord sozin.”
“there are airbenders living?!” sokka asked, jaw dropping.
“yes,” she nodded. “we keep a closed society. if you would like, we could give you shelter for the night.”
the gaang all looked to each other. toph spoke, “im sold.”
aang looked back to the girl. “can you take us there?”
she waved a hand and turned back around. “follow me.” aang ran to walk by her side.
“those were some impressive tornadoes,” he complimented. she offered him a small smile. “how’d you learn to bend like that?”
“my great grandfather was a monk and master at the western air temple,” she explained, looking over to the avatar. “tornado making was his “signature move” of sorts; passed down through my family to now. unfortunately, he was lost in sozin’s attack.”
“im sorry,” aang sighed sadly, shaking his head. “how did your family survive?”
“my grandparents and others were on their way to the eastern air temple for an annual meeting. but when arrived, it had been destroyed.” aang closed his eyes and dropped his head. “when he flew back home, it was gone, too. they had no choice but to start a new society here.” she gestured a hand ahead of them, and the gaang looked to see a small city tucked between two looming mountains, a little ways away.
“how many airbenders are here?” aang asked, looking anxiously to the city’s high walls.
“out of our thirty population, only seven,” she answered. “we’re a dying breed.” aang lowered his head solemnly. y/n placed a warm, comforting hand on his shoulder. “it was not your fault, avatar. and we do not blame you.”
he looked up at her. seeing her soft yet determinedly kind eyes, he was able to manage a smile. and possibly a little blush, too. “call me aang.”
she nodded, giving him a smile in return. it would have been a heartwarming moment if sokka had not yelled out, “and im sokka!” y/n turned to be introduced to the rest of the gaang and their stories.
when they entered the city walls, a strong man stepped forward, a teary-eyed woman by his side. “y/n, we’ve been worried sick! where did you go?” when aang stepped in, as well, all eyes were on him.
y/n placed her hand on aang’s shoulder again. “my fellow air nomads, i present to you, the avatar.” gasps resounded around the gathered village people. aang gulped as he looked around. but when he met her proud smile, all of his anxiety was lost in a single breath.
after a meet and greet around a communal bonfire, aang had been shown the house him and his friends would stay in as long as they needed. he had lost y/n at some point in the night, and he felt slightly guilty about it. but he brushed off the thought of her and instead focused on getting some sleep.
that didn’t bode well.
two nightmares in, aang gave up. he kicked his blankets off with a low growl. he tiptoed around his friends and out the back of the small house, bending air to float himself onto the wall that lined the city. he decided to walk along it and enjoy the night air until he either wore himself out or had some other idea.
his head was finally starting to clear when he heard soft music erupting. he looked around quickly, seeing a light in a barn type building near him. he floated himself off the wall and jogged over.
he peeked through the door before he entered, and saw the exact girl he had lost earlier that evening.
y/n stood with a small instrument in her hands, blowing air and moving her fingers as flying bison settled in bales and on blankets all over the barn. aang spotted appa next to her, nuzzling into her leg. she peeked open an eye and offered him a smile, letting go of the instrument to reach a hand down and pet him. she used one hand to keep the instrument floating, moving her fingers as if she were still playing it. the music continued.
“you don’t have to stand in the doorway,” she spoke, barely peeking over her shoulder at aang. “it’s warmer where the bison are.” he let out a sheepish laugh and stepped in, looking all around as he approached her and his companion.
“are you good with animals?” he questioned, clasping his hands behind his back nervously.
she nodded, looking up at him. “oddly so.”
“i don’t think it’s odd,” aang shrugged, offering her a crooked smile. she returned it with a small laugh. aang looked back to the floating instrument and to her hand controlling it. “you really are an impressive bender.”
“thank you, aang,” she hummed, raising the hand bending air through the instrument. “do you know this song?”
he went silent, leaning forward slightly to listen to the soft air coming from the instrument. after a moment, it clicked. he sang, “above black eagles wheeling.”
she giggled and continued, “all of a sudden swooping.”
“my little baby stealing,”
“sleep, little baby, sleep.”
“above black eagles soaring,”
“a crown of pearls left lying,”
“your stupid father snoring,” aang finished. they both laughed. “i didn’t know they still sang that.”
“i didn’t think you’d know it,” she returned, giggling.
“know it? im pretty sure it originated in my temple!”
they spent another two hours together in that barn, sharing stories of their people and of themselves. aang managed to rest when he returned to the house, a smile on his face and hers fresh in his mind. he was finally awoken just after sunrise by the rustling of his friends packing.
“we’re leaving?” aang asked groggily, standing up and rubbing his eyes.
“we have to keep moving if we wanna get to ba sing se,” sokka sighed, tucking a map into his bag. aang lowered his gaze. sokka walked to his friend, placing a hand on his shoulder. “i know you wanna stay longer, but now we know we have a place to come back to. any time. and if you want, you can bring something along with you to remind you of... ‘home’, or whatever.” katara glared at him.
“that was almost nice.”
“what?!”
“you just had to add the whatever?”
aang nodded anyway. then an idea clicked in his head. “i know what to bring.”
“go get it,” katara encouraged with a smile and a nod, and aang sprinted out the door. he raced around the town for a solid ten minutes before seeing y/n stoking the breakfast fire.
“y/n!” she turned around with a start. she smiled when she saw aang. but before she could say anything, aang called out, “come with me!”
