#yingsu

[assistantreigonalmanager]

i finally read the Yangchen novels and godddd i am obsessed with her, especially her and kavik

she’s definitely one of my favorite avatars along with kyoshi and korra now

also YINGSUU I LOVE HER SO MUCH

[marigoliad]

PART 1 - Characters from the Avatar novels that people never talk about. Yingsu is a combustionbender who randomly joined Yangchen's Team Avatar. She was also one of the earliest combustionbenders in history and one of the three firebenders who were part of the Unanimity Project.

[hujsum]

Yangchen felt nothing, since the beginning of their travels from Yaoping Mountain’s, till their arrival to their current hideout.

“Yangchen?” Yingsu said, she felt her lightly place a hand on her shoulder, and her voice was almost like a whisper.

She was acting like she would break, but how could something empty break? Yangchen looked up to meet her eyes and was instead met with the rest of the team looking worriedly at her. They shouldn’t all be focused on her, after all it was their loss too, it was their grief too. Yet she remained quite. Barely being able to hold eye contact with anyone, she would much rather keep staring at the floor. Something she has been doing constantly as of late. Everyone probably thinks she is probably rethinking the moment over, and over again. All the ways she could have stopped it, how it should have been her instead, how worried he was about her when it was him that was-

In reality yangchen was thinking about how jealous she was of the floor. The floor didn’t love anyone, the floor could just be the floor, and people didnt expect anything much more than that.

“ Yangchen you haven eaten anything since we arrived.” Akuudan said softly.

Yangchen raised her head again, now Yingsu was sitting beside her. Tagayum was serving a plate of food, and Juji was standing infront of a window starring of into the distance. It was not till that moment that Yangchen realized how little she wished to speak.

“Tired, ‘m going upstairs.” Yangchen said her voice raspy.

She thought they would argue against it, they would tell her to eat and then go upstairs.

“Yeah, go get some sleep. I will prepare a good breakfast in the morning.” Tagayum said and then turned with the plate of food towards the window were Jujinta was standing. Akuudan let out a tired sigh and gave her a half hearted smile, Yingsu then stood up and stretched her a hand to help her stand.

And so she left, the atmosphere still heavy and quiet. Yangchen gave the room a brief look before heading up, she realized then that something had changed forever between the team.

When she got to the bedroom door she couldn’t bring herself to open it, she just stared at it. Because if he wasn’t down stairs with the team, and Juji did not see anyone outside, then he must be in the bedroom. And if he wasn’t in their bedroom, then he was truly gone.

Yangchen felt warm tears running down her face, and suddenly her chest ached, it ached more than any pain she had ever gone through. She wanted to go in the room and find him on the desk working on some paper he wanted to discuss with her. She wanted so badly to run in and hug him and never let go again, to be so close to him she could hear his heart beat, and feel his breathing, and hear his laugh. Yangchen cried quitely, she sank into the floor and placed her hands firmly against it. She had to remember, she didn’t feel anything because she was like the floor, she was steady like it, and she remained constant like it. And just like before the ache didn’t leave.

[knightofthenewrepublic]

YANGVIK WEEK 2025 DAY 5 - BABY/SCHEMES/RUMORS (All three in one)

“But my lady Avatar,” Earth King Feishan’s smile dripped with honey, enough to fool all but the best pai sho players. “I must beg your aid, for my throne and my nation. Without your help, it may be civil war.”

Yangchen cursed the man’s false solicitude, as she felt the gaze of his entire royal entourage, crowding the largest chamber of the Caller’s Dormitory. Surely the avatar couldn’t think to refuse such a request; either she would join whatever scheme Feishan had, or word of her indifference to the plight of the Earth Kingdom would quickly spread throughout the world.

His agents would make sure of it.

The airbender did agree that it was critical to solve the power struggle that was once more threatening to plunge the world into conflict. But she had her own plan to deal with the matter; one that did not involve whatever bloody purge that the Earth King had in mind.

But how to hedge-weasel her way out of his game?

“My heart goes out to the plight of the Earth Kingdom,” she began, as the germ of an idea formed. But did she dare? “But it will be some months before I can leave the grounds of the temple.”

“What?” Feishan’s tone was perfect surprise, but Yangchen could see the barest hint of knowing smugness in his face; he had expected a feint. “What circumstance could require your sequestration? Surely you have not committed some transgression, or incurred spiritual disfavor?”

“Nothing of the sort,” the avatar felt the eyes of the other air nomads in the room on her back, as she prayed that none of them would feel compelled to expose her deception. She was asking a lot of her fellow monks.

But she looked the Earth King straight in the eye, and put a hand on her stomach as she lied through her teeth.

“I am with child.”

She was confident that she could get away with this. Air nomads had always been taciturn about the private traditions that governed the conception and delivery of their children. The other nations came up with no end of tall tales and wild theories (most of them indecent enough to make a dockworker blush). Feishan would not be fooled, but he would not be able to call her bluff.

For all the moral transgressions she was committing with this lie, the first concern she had, was what her companions would think.

One companion in particular.

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Kavik pushed the door open, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he stepped into the ships small galley.

The whole team had been on the ship for several days; doing nothing but keeping their heads down as they sat in the harbor of Ember Island, waiting for Yangchen to get in touch with them. They would all have rather been enjoying the island’s famous beaches, but their instructions had been clear. She was working on some scheme to deal with the growing chaos in the Earth Kingdom, and they had to be ready to set sail as soon as she arrived.

He had been the last to wake up, and found the rest of the gang already hunched together around the little table. Tayagum and Akuudan sat together as usual, with Jujinta and Yingsu sitting across from them.

They were having an intense sounding conversation in whispers, that ended as he walked in.

“Morning,” he mumbled, picking up a bowl and spooning rice and fish into it. After a moment, he realized no one had answered him.

They all just sat there, staring at him. Tayagum and Akuudan were trying not to look worried; and doing a bad job. Jujinta gave him a glare that was, well, angrier than usual. But Yingsu was the one who got his attention. The tattooed firebender was grinning from ear to ear.

“Any word from Yangchen?” he tried again.

The silence dragged on for enough seconds that he was starting to get worried, when Tayagum finally answered. “Not a direct message, no. But there’s a, uh, a rumor that came in with a boat from the Western Air Temple yesterday.”

“It’s not anything bad, is it?” Kavik took a seat at the table. Something was wrong here. They were all used to taking bad news in stride, from an unfortunate amount of practice. But this was different.

“Not exactly,” Tayagum rubbed the back of his neck. “It’s not, well, it could be a complication.”

Yingsu put a hand over her mouth, to stifle a laugh. “That’s one way of putting it!”

“Is someone going to let me in on the secret,” Kavik asked irritably?

“Yangchen has announced that she’s pregnant,” Jujinta said, almost harshly. He could always be relied upon to cut to the chase.

“Pregnant?” Kavik’s eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He turned to the water tribe couple, who had been the last to speak with the avatar, and had a vague idea of her intentions. “Why was that part of the plan?”

“It,” Akuudan looked to the side, and then forced himself to look the younger man in the eye. “It wasn’t”

Kavik sat still for a long moment, the realization of what he was saying slowly spreading across his face. “You, you mean . . .”

“I suppose congratulations are in order,” Yingsu grinned at him.

“Yes,” Tayagum was trying to sound comforting, but not quite pulling it off. “T-this will be a wonderful thing. We’re all very happy for you.” As an afterthought, he turned to the others. “Of course we are!” He tried to make it sound like a declaration, but it came off more as a question.

After a beat, the was a round of halfhearted agreement from the table

“She couldn’t have picked a better man to sire her children,” Jujinta spoke in his normal deadpan tone; one that could make any compliment sound like an insult.

Kavik only half heard them, as his mind was getting farther and farther away.

A baby.

Yangchen was pregnant. Yangchen was pregnant with a baby. Yangchen was pregnant with his baby!

He had Knocked Up the Avatar!

He didn’t know if his parents would be ashamed or thrilled?

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Yangchen felt the sickly smell flood her senses, as she wretched into the healers pot.

“And you said this is the third day in a row?” The old waterbender was running her hands over the avatar’s belly, eyes closed as she paid attention to whatever clues her senses were giving her.

Yangchen had taken the long way to ember island, sailing from the Western Air Temple as a common traveler, aboard the most nondescript ship she could find. It had been a peaceful trip, on calm seas. But it hadn’t taken long for her current sickness to take hold, bad enough that she’d thought it wise to see a healer first thing when she arrived on ember island, before getting in touch with her team.

The spirits are punishing me for my lies!

“You said you came here by ship today?” The healer’s fingers poked her a little harder

“Yes, I just told you that!” There weren’t many waterbenders living in the fire nation, and she had been lucky that a healer of any skill happened to live on Ember Island. But Yangchen wasn’t in the right frame of mind to be properly grateful at the moment.

The older woman finally opened her eyes, giving her an annoyed look. “It was foolish to go to sea while you were with child,” she retorted

Yangchen took a moment remember all the details of her ruse, just in case someone’s agent would come around asking questions of this woman. But . . . her response died in her throat, as she remembered that she was not here in the guise of Avatar Yangchen, and this healer was not being influenced by rumors. “While, while . . . WHAT?”

“It did no harm to the baby,” the healer assured her. “But you had better keep your feet on solid ground for the next eight months; you’re well along in the first.”

The avatar could only lean over the pot, and wretch again.

The spirits ARE punishing me!

[thyinum]

Just girls planning girly activities

[yellow-hues]

Occlusion.

For @atlasapphicweek day 1 prompt "I know"

relationship: Yangchen/Yingsu

word count: 337

summary: Yingsu's headaches of the Unanimity technique persist. Yangchen helps.

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Yingsu was not an Air Nomad. 

Far from it. 

Laying prone, nestled in the valley of Yangchen’s thighs, she peered at the surrounding setup through her periphery. A wisp of smoke from the incense waltzed upwards, yearning for the high point ceiling of the temple they were in. The space was small, intimate. Just for the two of them.

This had to be sacrilegious. 

But they were getting desperate. Yingsu’s headaches through her Unanimity technique were beginning to grow more frequent. Debilitating in intensity where even redirecting to her natural born fire bending didn’t work. 

For as long as Yangchen has known Yingsu, she’s never seen her cry. Not until a pop of lightning would strike in the fine space between her eyebrows whenever she used her abilities. Months of potential hope and subsequent failures wore at them both before entertaining the idea of this tattoo.

Venturing this uncharted path, Yangchen decidedly claimed Avatar privileges. If the nuns and monks had a problem with it, well, that was on them. 

Considering the possibility of a disruption, a blockage, in Yingsu’s chi, a tattoo akin to the Air Nomads may serve as protection and aid by the greater spirits. 

Yingsu flinched upon the graze of Yangchen’s thumb across her forehead. 

“The ache persists, doesn’t it?” Yangchen whispered. “Even now.” Words beat against the stubborn flyaways about Yingsu’s hairline. 

“Hmm.” Yingsu closed her eyes, nestling deeper in Yangchen’s warmth and touch migrating down to the highpoint of her cheek. There was slight rustling to her side, Yangchen picking up the khem sak, dipping it in ink. 

A faint brush of her lips against Yingsu’s head. “This may hurt,” she cautioned. 

“I know.” Yingsu has been through worse. Far, far worse. 

“Do you trust me?”

One of Yingsu’s hands, which had been resting on her lower belly all the while, drifted to reach for Yangchen’s free hand. She opened her eyes, a fierce gold holding Yangchen’s grey above her. “More than anything.”

Yangchen allowed a small smile. “Let’s get started.” 

[creampuffqueen]

celebrating the beginning of college with more ridiculous incorrect quotes about yangchen and her team

this is the generator i use, btw

^ their character dynamics taken down to the bare essentials

juji during the journey to the mystery island 💀

more silly team stuff

yangvik can’t stop breaking into each others’ houses 😔

[ozais-lobotomist]

i need jujinta art and yingsu art universe please send this to someone that can art thank you amen