#Painted lady X blue spirit

[zoeysdamn]

||Avatar the last airbender tarot | The Lovers | The Painted Lady and The Blue Spirit||

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[Other cards of the ATLA tarot can be found here and on my Instagram art account]

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Okay hear me out: I know there’s a raging war within the fandom but I’m on the Zutara side on this one blblblbl (that being said I’m not hating on any other ships and respect the canon one ; the beauty of fandoms is that we can multiship too).

Anyway, it would have been legit to put Oma and Shu on the Lovers card – which I considered briefly. But then I remembered that I was doing this tarot for myself in the first place, and that it was time to indulge my raging simping krkrkr.

I wanted to give a composition similar to the yin-yang idea. And give them a very soft, emotional vibe, with fingers interlacing and such. Not gonna lie, I’m definitely not the best drawing ship, but I’m rather satisfied with this fanart!

[prodineonblue]

Zutaraaaaa

I'm so sorry for not posting! I had so many exams!! Anyway, this one was very lazy, it only took like 30 minutes.

Happy Zutara month!!

Some facts:

I'm 14

I ship Zutara

Beginner artist

I take Commerce and Latin

[sokkastyles]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar) Characters: Katara (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar) Additional Tags: Past Aang/Katara (Avatar), Aged-Up Character(s), Alternate Universe - College/University, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Past Jet/Katara (Avatar), Blue Spirit Zuko (Avatar) Summary:

Katara meets a familiar face at a costume party. Only, she doesn't see his face.

[stardust948]

Bringing back my Zutara Little Nightmares AU in honor of the new game coming out soon.

[neottia-orchids]

Back to my brief Zutara phase

[demaparbat-hp]

Imperfect Canvass

Read on AO3.

It's easy to forget, there, in Caldera. So they do everything in their power to remember. . The Blue Spirit and the Painted Ghost meet in the city each night, two souls in eternal search for repentance. Katara tries to find a way to kill the war, whatever it takes. Zuko, the Perfect Prince, offers her the only pieces of him that remain.

[azehearts]

Wandering Spirits in Red and Blue

It's that time of the year again...

Baby, it's Zutara Week 2024!

Day 2: Dusk

Hooray! I found an excuse to draw ostrich horses!

[maybecordelia]

we were robbed.

credit to artist: https://www.tumblr.com/artofjen

[becasart]

Fic: Envy is the Enemy of Honor

Here is my second contribution for the @zkbigbang and guau! This scene though! It motivated me to try something new and make a comic in this format. Make sure y'all give everyone who participated on this project some love 😭����

[qirarey123]

Zutara spiderverse au

I was originally gonna give them their own spidersuits but then i realized they already have their own alter ego's in the show

I had the most fun designing Katara's spider suit

[rifari2037]

I did falling in love with Zutara and I probably always love them!

[prodineonblue]

Very lazy painted lady x blue spirit artwork!

Happy Zutara month everyone!

Some facts about me

I really like Avatar

Not an artist but enjoy art!

Open for requests

Lazy pen drawer

Digital artist

Zutara shipper

14 years old

[whatpistachio]

I wrote this fic after I saw the ✨spectacular✨ art of @mayskalih 💜 (check out her Blue spirit x Painted lady fan art!!)

My imagination jumped and… there it is:

🧵 Labyrinth of Night Secrets 🌌

Summary: After several assaults and fighting side by side for years, that night something will change the secret deal between the Painted Lady and the Blue Spirit, marking them in body and soul. That night will awaken something they had always kept silent.

So, let the moon rise and the spirits begin to live in the forest, until dawn.

Couple: zutara/ Blue spirit x Painted lady

Language: English

Words: 3,009

One Shot

Tag: Post-Canon, Post-War, Ambassador Katara, tension!!

They are in their 20s

Taylor Swift song: Labyrinth

Thanks to the zutara renaissance! ���� 💜

Hope u enjoy it! ✨

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54428260

[impossiblycolorfulpanda]

Zutara - Alter Egos

Zuko and Katara were in their blue spirit and painted lady attire. They found Ozai at the location where they found the killer Katara and Sokka's mother.

Ozai: "You could not live with you're own failure, where did that bring you? Back to me."

Katara: "We know who you really are."

Ozai: "Oh? Then tell me who I am?"

Katara: "You didn't just kill my father and hurt your own son. You're the monster who instigated the 100-year war! You are Vaatu!"

Vaatu: "Surely a peasant who commits ecoterrorism in a hat ropes, and body paint, (looks to Zuko) and a son of mine who scrambles through rooftops at night in a blue mask and broad swords, wouldn't begrudge me dual identities."

Zuko: "Why did you lure us here?"

Vaatu: "I figured you'd appreciate the callback. This is where you met the killer of you're mother, isn't it? You had the chance to end him but didn't, you still wonder if you made the right choice. I guess it doesn't matter now because I've finished him and the only family he has left. Their souls are mine, which means you speak to the killers of both you're parents at the same time."

Katara: "You will pay for everything you've done, monster!"

Vaatu: "Will I? I possess the powers of the Sun, Earth, Ocean, and Moon spirits, the very source of you're power. You know who's next on the menu."

Zuko: "(Brings out swords) You're not going anywhere near Appa!"

Vaatu: "Well, then try and stop me."

They both move in on an attack but are stopped by psychic bloodbending.

Vaatu: "Pitiful."

He slammed them to the ground and places them in a kneeling position. He walked behind Zuko.

Vaatu: "Did you that once you've combined bloodbending and chi-blocking arts, you could create a substitute for energybending to nullify a bender's bending permanently?"

He places his hand at the back of Zuko's neck and places other hand on his forehead

Katara: "(Shouts in horror) ZUKO!"

Vaatu lets him go and his body plops on the ground, he goes to Katara next.

Katara: No! no! Please don't!

Vaatu grabs hold of her neck and pulls her head back to see her neckless, he rips off the neckless.

Katara: "(Tearfully) No! Stop! Please! Don't do this! Please!"

He lets go of her neck and places his hand on her forehead. Close shot of Katara's eyes. When her eyes close, the shot zooms out as Katara's voiceless scream is heard. She plops on the ground as well. Vaatu takes a closer look at Katara's neckless, crushes it with his hand, and lets the tiny pieces fall over Katara's face.

Vaatu: "Once again, you have failed. It's you're kind's destiny to fail and die by my hands."

Zuko: "Then what are you waiting for? KILL US!"

Vaatu: "Nothing would be more joyful to me but perhaps you can be of some use to me. I suggest a trade. Raava can have you back in exchange for the souls of the sky spirit and its final bison manifestation. Every day Raava refuses, someone else will die, starting with you."

[jiangyanlissidepiece]

Desperately need more Vigilante Katara as the Painted Lady fics.

Especially ones where she meets the Blue Spirit.

I’m trash

[midnightanxietytm]

L'altra dimensione

A/N: Måneskin is so Zutara coded (or is it the other way around?) And it made my brain rot intense in ways you can't imagine. Also, i do not know any italian, i'm here for the cool music and for Damiano and Victoria.

Contents/Tags: The Blue Spirit & The Painted Lady being vigilantes in Ba Sing Se. Role Swap AU (aka the water tribes caused the war, more of this AU here and also there.) Introspection. Character analysis, Pre-relationship Zutara. The tension in this one is off the charts.

Word count: 881

"It’s a sight to behold; her dark figure engulfed in moonlight, the white mask of the Painted Lady, delicate as ever, hiding her features and contrasting with her ruthless yet precise moves when fighting."

The second Zuko placed the mask on his face, he felt more at ease, his constantly depleting confidence being boosted all the way up. Zuko might not be able to help those people, but the Blue Spirit was.

His path to the lower ring is relatively easy; he jumps through roofs and balconies, runs through the streets and alleys, and he is free and powerful; no wars, no big plans beyond his years, just helping whoever he can.

E adesso giuro faccio le valigie

Scappo via in un'altra dimensione

Son stanco delle vostre facce grigie

Voglio un mondo rosa, pieno di colore

(And now I swear I'll pack my bags

And escape to another dimension

I'm tired of your grey faces

I want a pink world full of colour)

Tonight, he has company.

He doesn’t see her that often, from what he’s gathered they tend to ‘work’ on different parts of the lower ring. It seems that they both decided to patrol the central market today though.

It’s a sight to behold; her dark figure engulfed in moonlight, the white mask of the Painted Lady, delicate as ever, hiding her features and contrasting with her ruthless yet precise moves when fighting.

The Blue Spirit approached the Painted Lady silently, and she turned to face him; her marbled mask tilting in a silent question. In response, he kneeled on the roof beside her, and dutifully watched the dwindling movement of the market below.

Their silence lasted, but eventually, she bumped her shoulder against his and gestured her head to a corner. He followed and saw what she meant; one of the vendors, a younger woman, was being very intently watched by a man across the street from her. It seemed the woman knew she was being watched, while she closed up her shop she would often glance around, nervous.

His Lady stood up first, the full moon reflection on her mask eerily. He followed suit, and together they ran through the roofs, like true spirits.

Voi comprate amore con le carte Visa

Con le facce intrise sì, ma di sudore

E adesso giuro faccio le valigie

Scappo via dalla dolce Marlena

(You buy love with credit cards

With faces that are drenched, yes, but with sweat

And now I swear I'll pack my bags

And escape from sweet Marlena)

By the time they were ready to separate there were only two or three hours left before sunrise. The Painted Lady stood on the rooftop, right in front of him, and on times like this, Zuko could almost believe she was truly a spirit, and not a mask, but he could see her shoulders moving with each breath she took, he could feel her eyes wondering his figure, just as curious about him as he was about her.

Marlena, Marlena, sì portami a ballare stasera

(Marlena, yes, take me dancing tonight, Marlena)

They were close, if Zuko really focused, he could hear her breathing too. They had done a lot that night; whenever the central market opened, some opportunists would follow suit, so they were busy, their dangerous dance disarming and restraining each one of the dangers that dared impose their domain.

Truly like spirits, yet so far from them, so painfully human; he taught. She slowly raised a hand to his forearm, tilting her head. He kept looking at her ‘face’, even though he felt the sting and the wetness against the cut in his arm.

Amico mio devi essere felice

Perché il nuovo mondo sta per arrivare

E non c'è taglio, non c'è cicatrice

Che questa passione non possa curare

Dio io dalla polvere come fenice

Son risorto ed ho imparato anche a volare

Soltanto perché ho fatto le valigie ed ho baciato la dolce

(My friend, you must be happy since the new world is about to come

And there's no cut, no scar that this passion cannot cure

I, I from the ashes have arisen like a Phoenix, and I even learned to fly

Only because I packed my bags and kissed sweet Marlena)

In seconds, the pain was gone, her hand lingered, cold against his skin, then slid down his arm. He met her hand with his, she squeezed. Underneath the guise of spirits, they hid their identity and yet bared all their feelings, they sang a wordless lyric, and she sang of redemption while he sang of justice.

He could accept her, right there under the full moon, and everything would change.

He squeezed her hand back, then felt it slip from his grasp.

Marlena, Marlena, sì vienimi a parlare, ti prego

Marlena, Marlena, io ti starò a ascoltare, ti prego

Marlena, Marlena, insegnami a lottare, ti prego

Marlena, Marlena, sì portami a bailar

(Marlena, yes, come talk to me,Please, Marlena

Marlena, I'll stay listening, Please, Marlena

Marlena, teach me to fight, Please, Marlena

Marlena, yes, take me dancing. )

He slowly turned from her, and he disappeared between the shadows.

Maybe, the Blue Spirit thought, he would see his lady again, under the setting sun this time.