#umareazul

[firegeneral]

umareazul liked your post “starter call while i play warframe. ”

There was a lot of tea being splatted all over the table once he saw who he was seeing. He rub his eyes, once, twice. 

 “...Great aunt Azula?”

[yepiana]

@umareazul​    /    starter    call    .

❝       i       told       you       to       𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦       𝘮𝘦       𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦       .       don’t       you        understand       that       ?        ❞       

[yourhonor]

@umareazul​ sent a ♡

send  ❛ ♡ ❜  to suddenly hug my muse !

IN THE PALACE, physical displays of affection were a rare sight to behold. As one might expect, there was an abundance of hostility and a deficiency in goodwill. The aristocracy never encouraged each other, nor did they speak the kindest words. For the majority of the prince’s upbringing, horseplay was the closest he would get from his sister. Zuko knows well that with Azula, any form of affection occurs once in a blue moon – and in his experience, it typically served the higher purpose of concealing some sort of ulterior motive.  

He was walking through an empty corridor when the minor ambush occurred. There was barely any time to turn around and defend himself when he heard the thudding sound of footsteps accelerating behind him at a crescendo. The boy froze in place as he turned his head swiftly in confusion, only to catch a brief glimpse of his sister running towards him at FULL SPEED AHEAD. He buckled over on impact as the girl lunged herself forward, jumped onto his back, and clung onto him without any hesitation. All he could do at the moment was grunt as her thin arms wrapped tightly around his neck, placing him in a chokehold as he stumbled around, trying to regain his balance.  

❝ Agni, Azula, what was that for ?! ❞ His fists are clenched in frustration as he shouts, glaring up at her through tufts of dark hair covering his eyes. At the very least, she looks satisfied with herself. ❝ What is wrong with you ? You know you’re too old for this ! If mom saw what you just did, I – ❞

He stopped himself immediately. A-ha. It made sense: Azula had the benefit of allowing her aggression to go unchecked. Zuko, however, had no control.

[muserne]

° . ☉ . ° ⁞ YUE STARTER for @umareazul​ !! ( sc. )

                         she would always do whatever it took for her people, no matter the risk it brought unto herself. chin held high, icy gaze set forward as she stood strong and unflinching in the face of a girl who could destroy her without even a thought.  

                ‘ princess azula. ‘ a clipped greeting, but respectful all the same. there’s no waver to her voice or fear in her body language despite the way every instinct she had was screaming for her to remove herself. she’d heard the whispers about the other princess’s ruthlessness, how it mirrored - or rather was borne of the fire nation itself. perhaps the only show of her nerves was the way her interlaced fingers squeezed together, hidden under the long sleeves of her coat. 

[sincerehealer]

hands cupped together, Song presents the frozen frog to the girl before her, “ Here, take this and put it in your mouth. It’ll help.” her soft smile does not waver. 

@umareazul​ liked for a nice frog in these trying times!!

[priceofwar]

@umareazul​ liked for a starter from the Jessica Jones comics!

“..And then something like that happens and reminds me why I damn well shouldn’t.”

[airhailed]

@umareazul​ + working through the hard stuff

visiting friends in the fire nation brings back fears the sky bison is yet to leave behind. there’s been some progress; the sight of red military garb and fire insignia no longer causes appa to ready himself for a fight, and no longer does he regard those raven haired siblings in their group with suspicion. 

but fire itself, always wild, untamed, and oh so plentiful in the nation’s capital, sparks unpleasant memories, vibrant as the flames themselves. aang does his best to calm him, or otherwise keep appa sheltered in some oversized stable outside the palace, but it’s impossible to hide. not here, in this place that’s eternally burning. 

the fire princess has made a habit of visiting him, with a voice gentler than he’s ever heard from her before. appa knows her well by now, even trusts her, but he’s wary of those hands. the ones he knows contain sparks just under the skin. 

he lets azula pet him regardless, but gives an anxious huff when her hands make contact with his fur. as if he expects them to be hot to the touch. eyes flicker down to her, apologetic, as if to say i’m sorry. i don’t want to be afraid of you.

[moved-fyeir]

@umareazul​   —   STARTER  CALL 

𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮  𝙧𝙖𝙧𝙚𝙡𝙮  𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨  𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙤  𝙖𝙘𝙩𝙪𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮  𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙤𝙥𝙥𝙤𝙧𝙩𝙪𝙣𝙞𝙩𝙮  𝙩𝙤  𝙚𝙣𝙜𝙖𝙜𝙚  𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝  𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚  𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣  𝙥𝙚𝙤𝙥𝙡𝙚,  𝙡𝙚𝙩  𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚  𝙧𝙤𝙮𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙮.   usually, any firebenders he meets are in the context of the triads or pro-bending.   “ 𝚞𝚑.  𝚊𝚛𝚎  𝚢𝚘𝚞  𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚝?  𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛  𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. ”   he adds that bit on, probably too late.  he always stumbles over real manners and politeness, especially when he’s nervous.