#ZukoXKatara

[starlight-bread-blog]

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But it was Katara that he chose to invite.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But Azula knew to aim at Katara.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But the scene was romamtically coded.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But Katara needed to get to heal him.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But it was Katara who was with him in season finales.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But he needed to choose Katara over Azula.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But Shu needed to survive in this life.

"Zuko would take a lightning for anyone–"

But the writers deliberately chose Katara.

Inspired by @captain-konami-code 's "They were enemies"

[calderacitylovers]

Hear me out, friends.

Zuko has two scars. One for absence of love, and one for love.

One he got from the person who he thought loved him with all his heart and was supposed to protect him, but he actually never did. Another he got protecting the person who he didn't dare to even think would ever love him, but she actually did, with all her heart.

So symbolic. Just like everything else.

[burntsecrets]

Start of Something New

Pairing: Zuko x Katara

Word Count: 2,113

Prompt: Crest for Zutara Week 2024 @zutaraweek

Summary: At the crest of the moon, Katara and Zuko share a quiet moment, weighed down by the past yet holding on to a fragile hope for the future they might create together.

Warnings: Violence, battle aftermath, mentions of injuries, emotional vulnerability, themes of redemption, mild romantic tension, mention of past trauma

The air was heavy with the acrid tang of smoke and the fading echoes of Azula’s manic laughter. The sun, just beginning to set, painted the wreckage of the palace courtyard in fiery reds and oranges that mirrored the flames still licking at the distant rooftops. Katara stood at the edge of the courtyard, shoulders heaving, as the last ripple of her waterbending subsided into the cracked earth beneath her feet.

She was drenched, her hair clinging to her face and neck, her hands trembling from exertion. But it was over. Azula was bound, her wild golden eyes still burning with fury as the Dai Li dragged her away. The sound of her restraints clinking echoed through the courtyard like a ghostly reminder of how close they had come to losing everything.

“Katara,” Zuko’s voice broke through the haze, low and edged with something she couldn’t name.

She turned to him, her breath catching at the sight. He looked as battered as she felt, his tunic scorched, soot smudged across the sharp planes of his face. The jagged scar over his eye seemed to deepen in the fading light, a mark of the battles he’d already fought—and the one they’d just survived together.

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The courtyard felt vast, a chasm of space and unspoken words stretching between them. Then, slowly, Zuko crossed it, his steps uneven but purposeful.

“You okay?” His voice was hoarse, and the way his gaze swept over her—searching for injuries, for signs of pain—made her stomach twist. 

Katara nodded, though the tightness in her chest said otherwise. “I’m fine,” she said, the words clipped, her voice steadier than she felt. She forced her hands to still, clasping them in front of her as if she could hold herself together through sheer will. “What about you?”

He gave a slight shrug, though the movement made him wince. “I’ve been worse.”

The corner of her mouth twitched, almost a smile. Almost.

“You were incredible,” he added, his tone softer now, reverent. “The way you—” He gestured vaguely to the place where Azula had been defeated, where water and ice had triumphed over fire. “I’ve never seen anyone fight like that.”

Katara looked away, the compliment settling awkwardly on her shoulders. She didn’t feel incredible. She felt hollow, every bone in her body heavy with the weight of what she’d done—and what she’d almost lost. “It wasn’t just me,” she said quietly. “We fought her together.”

Zuko’s expression shifted, something flickering in his eyes that Katara couldn’t quite place. He stepped closer, hesitant until they were barely a foot apart. 

“You led the fight,” he said firmly, his voice like steel wrapped in silk. “And you saved me. Again.”

Her gaze snapped back to his, the intensity in his voice drawing her out of the storm in her mind. His eyes burned like molten gold, but there was no anger there, no defensiveness. Just gratitude. And something else—something warmer, deeper, that made her chest tighten all over again.

“I couldn’t let her—” Katara started, but her voice caught. She swallowed, shaking her head. “I couldn’t let her win.”

Zuko nodded, understanding without her needing to say more. The silence stretched between them again, but this time, it wasn’t empty. It was charged, the air humming with things unsaid.

Zuko lifted a hand, hesitating just for a moment before brushing a strand of damp hair away from her face. His touch was light, barely there, but it sent a ripple through her like the first wave cresting before a storm.

“Katara,” he said her name like it was something precious, something fragile. 

She blinked up at him, her heart pounding in her ears. She wanted to say something—anything—but the words stuck in her throat. Instead, she took a half step closer, the space between them shrinking until it was almost nothing.

His fingers lingered by her cheek, warm against the cool dampness of her skin. “I don’t know if I deserve your trust,” he admitted, his voice barely more than a whisper. “But I’ll do everything I can to earn it. I swear.”

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, all she could see was the boy who had hunted them, the scarred prince whose name had once been synonymous with danger. But that boy was gone. In his place stood a man who had fought beside her, who had chosen the hard path of redemption and stood willing to burn for it.

“You’ve already started,” she said softly, her voice steady now, sure. “And you don’t have to do it alone.”

For the first time in what felt like forever, Zuko smiled. It was small and tentative, but it lit up his face in a way that made her chest ache.

The sunset blazed around them, painting the world in fire and light as the chaos of the battle faded into memory. Together, they stood on the cusp of something new, something fragile but unbreakable. 

And for the first time, Katara thought, they might actually be okay.

The days after the battle passed in a blur of activity, rebuilding, and restless nights. The scars left behind by Azula’s fire raged in the form of blackened walls and charred memories, but amidst the destruction, there was a tentative sense of hope. The palace began to fill with whispers of change, murmurs of a new era poised to crest on the horizon.

Katara found herself drawn to the courtyard again and again. It was quieter now, the once-shattered tiles patched but not yet polished. The water in the fountain rippled softly, reflecting the pale glow of the moon as it hung high above. She stood at the edge of the water, barefoot, letting the coolness seep into her skin. The soft hum of her bending stirred the fountain’s surface, the gentle waves mimicking the rhythm of her thoughts.

“You always come here at night.”

She turned at the sound of Zuko’s voice, her lips curving in a faint smile despite the weariness that clung to her. He stood just outside the shadows, his posture as guarded as ever. His royal robes were gone, replaced with a simple tunic and loose trousers, but the weight on his shoulders hadn’t lessened.

“Maybe I just like the view,” she teased lightly, though her voice carried a softness that didn’t quite match the words.

Zuko stepped closer, his boots whispering against the stone. “It’s a little… ruined, don’t you think?”

Katara shook her head. “Not ruined. Just… changing.” She looked back at the fountain, the water glowing faintly in the moonlight. “Water can shape stone over time, no matter how stubborn it is. This place will heal, just like everything else.”

Zuko paused beside her, his gaze tracing the same ripples she had created. “I don’t know if everything can heal,” he murmured, his voice so quiet it was almost lost to the night.

Katara tilted her head to look at him. The moonlight softened his sharp features, but it couldn’t erase the shadows in his eyes. She wanted to reach out, to touch his hand, but the weight of their shared history held her back. Instead, she let the silence between them settle, waiting for him to fill it.

“When I was a kid,” Zuko began, his voice hesitant, “I used to dream about being Fire Lord. I thought it would mean power, honor… respect.” He exhaled sharply, shaking his head. “But now, standing on the edge of it, I’m not sure I’m ready. The Fire Nation’s done so much damage. How do I undo that? How do I prove I can be… better?”

Katara watched him carefully, her heart aching at the vulnerability in his words. “You don’t have to do it all at once,” she said gently. “Change doesn’t come with a single wave, Zuko. It comes with a crest, a moment when things start to shift. And you’ve already started that.”

Zuko’s gaze snapped to hers, surprise flickering across his face. “You really think I can do this?”

Katara’s gaze drifted upward to where the moon hung high and bright, its edges perfectly curved like a crest ready to break over an unseen shore. The silver light spilled across the courtyard, softening the jagged edges of destruction, casting the fountain and its rippling waters in an otherworldly glow. It felt like the universe was holding its breath, watching, waiting for them to take the next step.

“It’s beautiful,” she murmured, her eyes fixed on the sky.

Zuko followed her gaze, his expression thoughtful. “The moon?”

She nodded, her fingers absently trailing the water at her feet. “It’s always been a guide, you know? For sailors, for travelers… even for waterbenders. It’s constant, even when everything else feels impossible. It reminds me that there’s always another tide, another chance.”

Zuko’s brow furrowed slightly, his eyes narrowing in contemplation. “I’ve always thought of the sun,” he admitted, his voice quiet. “It’s the center of everything for the Fire Nation—bright, powerful, unrelenting. But the moon… it’s softer, calmer. And it changes, doesn’t it? Growing and shrinking, but always returning.”

Katara turned to him, surprised at the insight in his words. “Exactly. It’s a reminder that nothing stays the same forever. Even in the darkest moments, the light always comes back.”

For a moment, Zuko said nothing, his gaze fixed on the moon’s crest as if seeing it for the first time. When he spoke again, his voice was low, steady. “Maybe that’s what I have to be. Not just the sun—something constant and unyielding—but something that can change. That can adapt, like the moon.”

Katara smiled, the warmth in her chest growing. “You already are,” she said softly. “The Fire Nation doesn’t need someone who can shine the brightest. It needs someone who can rise and fall with the people, who can weather the storms and still guide them forward.”

His eyes met hers, and for a moment, they held there, caught between the crest of the moon above and the future stretching out before them.

“The crest of the future,” Zuko said suddenly, his voice distant as if the words had slipped out unbidden. He gave a small, almost self-deprecating chuckle. “That’s what this feels like. Like we’re right on the edge of something. It’s terrifying.”

“And exciting,” Katara added, her voice barely above a whisper. She grabbed his hand, “You want to know if I think you can do this?” 

Zuko nodded, his fingers tightening around hers. Katara smiled, the kind of smile that reached her eyes and softened the tension in her shoulders. “You’ve already done more than you realize. You chose to stand with us. You chose to fight for what’s right, even when it wasn’t easy. That’s the kind of leader the world needs. It’s not just the end of the war, Zuko. It’s the start of something better. Something we get to shape. Together.”

For a moment, Zuko said nothing. His jaw tightened, his gaze distant, but then he looked at her, his golden eyes catching the moonlight in a way that made her breath hitch.

“Do you think…” He hesitated, his voice faltering before he pushed on. “Do you think you’ll stay? After this is over, I mean.”

Katara’s lips parted, but the words didn’t come immediately. She had thought about it—what life would look like after the war, where she would go, what she would do. The thought of leaving him behind had lingered at the edges of her mind, sharp and unwelcome.

“I don’t know,” she admitted softly, her voice almost swallowed by the night. “But I know I want to see what kind of Fire Lord you’ll become.”

His lips quirked into a small, almost shy smile, and for the first time in days, the tension in his shoulders seemed to ease. “No pressure, right?”

Katara laughed, the sound light and free, like a breeze rippling across the water. “None at all.”

They stood there for a while longer, side by side, as the moon climbed higher and the world around them grew quiet. The faint rustle of wind carried with it a promise—of change, of hope, of something new.

As the first light of dawn began to crest over the horizon, bathing the courtyard in soft golds and pinks, Katara looked at Zuko and felt the stirrings of something she couldn’t quite name. Something fragile but unyielding, like water meeting fire. 

It would have to wait. Tomorrow, Zuko would take the throne, and everything would change. But for now, they stood together, balanced on the edge of the future, waiting for the tide to carry them forward.

Dividers by @samspenandsword

[rifari2037]

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

[valariecomet]

So, it's this is my last piece for Zutara month! It's been real. So I've fallen back into my Uzumaki obsession again and when I was reading the prompts I saw the prompt time loop for day 30, and when I thought loop I thought spiral, when I thought spiral I thought Uzumaki so I thought that this sorta redraw of that one Uzumaki artwork would be cool. Anyways, have a nice day. Hope you enjoy the rest of your zutara month!

(Also! Just as a general warning, if you haven't read Uzumaki, while I highly recommend it, the manga does contain many different types of horror, such as body horror, psychological horror and gore, so please don't look it up if that stuff is triggering to you.)

[sklives]

SORRY?

No hate btw... 💁🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

[tacotimewriter]

Temperature - Chapter 1

Hi everyone! It's been a slow process to return to writing. Chapter 1 of 2 of #zutara fic is now up: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51244972/chapters/129485035

[beealexageek]

💜🎨💜🎨💜 Hiiiiii... ✌️😬 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉 5 YEARS! ✓ Asleep ✓ Hungry ✓ Horny ✨ ALWAYS! #artvsartist #artvsartist2023 #artchallenge #artistoninstagram #drawing #illustration #digitalart #digitaldrawing #digitalillustration #myart #mystyle #mywork #myartstyle #myartwork #zutara #zukoxkatara #zukoandkatara #zuko #katara #firelordzuko #masterkatara #avatarthelastairbender #atla #fanart https://www.instagram.com/p/C0U2zslvIUw/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igshid=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==

[do0hwa]

I just realized I left out the watermark🫠 Here's a close up image!

Free to use for header/pfp/wallpaper

Merry Christmas !!🎄

I just wanted to draw Zuko with long hair :)

It’s just a quick doodle so there’s not much of a back story to it :D

just thought it’d be fun to draw Firelord Zuko catching ambassador Katara from falling or them dancing together and getting close

Idk it’s something in between 🙃 It’s been so long since I drew something so I kind of zoned out and scribbled this to get used to drawing again

Hope everyone enjoys a great holiday :)!! 🥰

[starlight-bread-blog]

One of the most common protests to Zutara is that Katara hates Zuko and I agree. Really it's such a shame the show was cancelled after The Boiling Rock and Katara didn't get to forgive Zuko...

Or give him a hug...

Or show her concern for him...

Or cheer him up when he needs it...

Or recklessly run to heal him...

Or thank him in tears...

They are vicious rivals up until the very last second of the show. As you can see.

[calderacitylovers]

Zutara SlowBurn FanFiction: Personal Favs, part II

·        DESTINY IS A FUNNY THING by Megara Pike | Published: 2020-08-21 | 198K Words | 45 Chapters

ATLA Season 3 rewrite, fills in a lot of blanks between canon scenes. From the Southern Raiders to Sozin's Comet through coronation and aftermath. Growing friendships, bonding, being there for each other, a carnival & a cave, epic spirits' appearance on the Ember island, sparring, nightmares, assassination attempts, political ruses, and covert operations. Lovely, sweet. Exciting plot.

 ·        ATLA Book 4: Ashes by elayne_cypher | Published: 2018-10-27 | 306K words | 34 Chapters

This action-packed story picks up right after Ember Island Players and continues well after the war. Zuko is facing many challenges as a new Fire Lord. Romance, tough decisions, rebels, traitors, out-of-body experiences, secret headquarters, angst, teamwork, fire jets. The story has a bunch of OCs.

 ·        Refraction by caroes3725  | Published: 2020-09-09 | 215K Words | 37 Chapters

After breaking up with Aang, Katara needs to figure out her place and role in the patriarchal world. As determined Katara stubbornly bulldozes her way through Fire Nation political scene, her feelings for Zuko grow. Diplomatic visits, Gaang reunion, bonding with Kanna, insights into the life of Caldera city, stuffy politicians, cute correspondence, tropical storm, women supporting women, assassination attempts, personal boundaries. A sweet well-written coming-of-age story with a healthy measure of slow-burn and mutual pining. Katara and Zuko are both POVs, but the story mostly follows Katara. Bonus: Mai is NOT a clingy resentful idiot, but a smart person and a good friend. Some explicit language here and there, a bit of mild smut.

 ·        I Asked You First by halfhoursonearth | Published: 2020-10-03 | 142K words | 22/? Chapters

Ongoing, incomplete. Post Southern Raiders ATLAS3 rewrite. Mostly canon-compliant with blanks filled in between familiar scenes. Zuko and Katara develop a close friendship built on trust and sharing each other’s fears and hopes. Includes mentions of implied child abuse, Lu Ten’s diaries, exploring Avatar Roku’s legacy, sharing a balcony, heart-to-hearts, a hot spring under the stars, an actual date, and artbending. It’s incomplete, but what we have is bliss. Slowburn, mutual pining. Zutara-centric, but also explores the personalities of Team Avatar and their relationships.

 ·        Katara Alone by cablesscutie | Published: 2020-05-31 | 21K words

Katara is not an “unnecessary accessory to a more powerful man”. After the war, she is willing to forge her own path as she turns to people who need her the most on her journey of self-discovery. Features character exploration, correspondence, exploring outback villages of Fire Nation and Earth Kingdom, sweet reunions, and new firebending skills.

 ·        THE PHOENIX AND THE DRAGON - THE COMPLETE SERIES by JasmineTeaLatte | Published: 2021-06-11 | 100K words | 31 Chapters

This story picks up after The Ember Island Players. Zuko and Katara get to know each other during a late-night conversation by the campfire. In this story, you will find healthy boundaries, protective Sokka, a dash of Taang, sparring, funny banter & lots of flirting.

·        HESITATE by tiffaniesblews | Published: 2020-07-11 | 22K Words | 12 Chapters

This story picks up right after Zuko's coronation and spans two years afterwards. Zuko & Katara talk, share a few beautiful moments, write to each other, and reunite for the 2nd anniversary of the war ending. Very sweet, fluffy story about two sweethearts figuring out their feelings for each other.

·        LIKE WE'RE MADE OF STARLIGHT by Naladot | Published: 2021-11-28 | 5K Words

Katara leaves her post as the ambassador to the Fire Nation to take up a new one as the ambassador to the Northern Water Tribe. Her absence makes Zuko realize that he's got an unfortunate crush, which he is determined to keep secret. Unfortunately for him, subtly has never been one of his strengths—especially when he arrives in the Northern Water Tribe and she keeps taking him on what seem to be dates.

·        FIGURE IT OUT by clearascountryair | Published: 2021-12-20 | 35K words | 13 Chapters

After choosing not to kill Yon Rha, Katara rethinks her sense of self and others' perceptions of her. Or,    In which Katara learns that there’s a really big difference between being kissed when you don’t want to be and being kissed when you do. Aged-up 3B/Ember Island AU.

-  I FOUND YOU by that_turtleduck | Published: 2020-11-01 Completed: 2024-02-24 Words: 157,541 Chapters: 28/28

After divorcing Aang, Katara uproots her family and travels to Caldera. There she finds comfort, kindness and support from an old friend. Katara tries to find her footing as an independent political figure. Great story & relationship dynamic of Momtara & Dadko in their early 30s (Ember island, diplomatic meeting, dancing, turtleduck pond, letters). Delicious slow burn with rewarding spicy resolution in the end (explicit open door). Titters on the side of Anti-Aang.

Here’s a link to Part I of my personal favorites.

Here’s a link to Wholesome Zutara Short Stories.

[burntsecrets]

Market Mischief

Pairing: Zuko x Katara Word Count: 820 Prompt: For Zutara Week 2024 | Day 6: Sweet @zutaraweek Warnings: Mild language, lighthearted teasing, humor, food-related themes, playful banter, minor romantic undertones

The marketplace buzzed with activity as vendors hawked their wares, carts rattled, and children darted through the throngs like mischievous sparrows. Katara weaved through the crowd with practiced ease, her arms laden with an assortment of ingredients for dinner. Zuko followed behind, his expression tight as he kept glancing over his shoulder, as though expecting a surprise ambush from a cabbage merchant.

“I still don’t get why we’re here,” he muttered, adjusting the hood of his cloak to better conceal his face. “We could’ve just—”

“Don’t even finish that sentence,” Katara interrupted, shooting him a pointed glare over her shoulder. “If you think I’m letting you ‘firebend’ our dinner together, you’ve lost your mind.”

Zuko grumbled something under his breath, but his steps quickened to keep up with her. “I’m not bad at cooking.”

“You burned rice.”

“It was one time.”

“And toast.”

“It was...extra crispy.”

“And that pot of tea.”

“Okay, fine!” He threw his hands up. “But it’s not like you’re perfect either. You made soup that was so salty Sokka said he could see through time.”

Katara froze mid-step and spun to face him, a saccharine smile that promised retribution spreading across her face. “Oh, really? That’s how you want to play this?”

Zuko immediately backpedaled. “I’m just saying—”

“I’ll show you ‘just saying,’” she quipped, grabbing a bright red fruit from a nearby stand and shoving it into his hands. “Here. Let’s see if you can even pick a decent lychee.”

He stared at the fruit like it was a bomb about to go off. “What’s wrong with this one?”

“Too mushy. Try again.” She crossed her arms, one eyebrow raised.

Zuko frowned, muttering something suspiciously like, “It’s just fruit,” before exchanging the lychee for another. Katara didn’t even bother inspecting it before shaking her head.

“Still wrong.”

“Are you making this up?” His voice pitched slightly, somewhere between incredulous and irritated.

“Are you seriously questioning my superior market skills?” Katara smirked, taking the fruit from him and swapping it for one from a different pile. “This one’s ripe.”

Zuko squinted at her. “How do you even know that?”

She tapped the side of her head. “Water Tribe instincts.”

“Oh, so now it’s instincts?”

Katara turned on her heel, heading toward the next stall, but Zuko caught the faintest grin tugging at her lips. He scowled, speeding up to walk beside her again. “Fine. Since you’re so good at this, what’s next?”

She didn’t answer, distracted by a stand overflowing with delicate jars of candy. The vendor—a cheerful, round-faced woman—beamed at them as they approached. “Looking for something sweet, young lady?”

Katara nodded politely, her eyes scanning the colorful array. “Just browsing.”

Zuko, however, narrowed his eyes at the jars like they owed him money. “Isn’t this kind of a waste?”

“Excuse me?” Katara looked up sharply.

“I mean,” Zuko said, flailing slightly under her glare, “we’re here for dinner ingredients. Why bother with candy?”

“Why bother with candy?” Katara repeated, her tone somewhere between disbelief and the ominous calm before a tidal wave.

The vendor wisely stepped aside.

“Let me tell you something, Sparky.” Katara plucked a jar off the shelf, full of little sugar flowers, and held it under his nose. “Candy is joy in edible form. It’s a reward after a hard day. It’s the perfect combination of ‘I deserve this’ and ‘Don’t judge me.’ And you, Prince Pessimism, could use some joy in your life.”

Zuko blinked, momentarily stunned. Then his lips twitched, threatening to curve upward. “So…you’re saying I need to eat candy to be less miserable?”

“Exactly!” She thrust the jar into his hands. “Consider it therapy.”

He snorted, a sound so uncharacteristic Katara almost dropped the bag of rice she was holding. “Fine,” he said, unscrewing the jar and popping a sugar flower into his mouth. His expression immediately shifted to one of wide-eyed horror. “This is…this is…”

“Sweet?” Katara offered, biting back a laugh.

“No,” he croaked, clutching his throat dramatically. “This is…too much.” He doubled over, mock-gagging. “I’m dying.”

Katara finally let her laugh burst free, the sound ringing out above the chatter of the marketplace. “You’re such a baby. It’s sugar, Zuko.”

“It’s poison,” he deadpanned, though the corner of his mouth twitched again.

Katara grabbed a flower from the jar and popped it into her mouth. “Mmm. Delicious. Guess I’ll have to finish the whole jar myself.”

Zuko straightened, his eyes narrowing. “Not if I get to it first.” He swiped another candy, tossing it into his mouth with a smirk.

And just like that, the competition began. By the time they left the marketplace, the jar was empty, Katara was triumphantly clutching the last flower, and Zuko—now suspiciously energized—kept insisting he wasn’t going to help clean up the “disaster kitchen.”

“Sweet, huh?” he said, nudging her with his elbow as they headed back toward camp.

Katara rolled her eyes but smiled. “Yeah. Sweet.”

[calderacitylovers]

Loved it!

Tender & beautiful story.

I have a bad habit of crawling back to writing Zutara just before the new year. Life got lifey, but I've been lurking around. Anyway, hi :)

This time it's something new, the start of a fic told over the course of healing sessions after the final Agni Kai. Mutual pining, bed sharing, introspective. I have it pretty much mapped out. (I'm working on an update for I Asked You First, too.)

[turboacek-blog]

Random: I wouldn’t mind Katara x Zuko and Aang x Toph in the Netflix adaptation

So with the Netflix live-action Avatar series coming out soon, I figured I should get this thought out the way

Back when it was first announced I remember they said they were going to slightly age up Katara so that she would be essentially Zuko’s age and Aang would still be 12 (112) basically instead of her being 14 she would be 16 like Zuko

And people speculated that it’s because they want to do Zutara (Zuko x Katara)

Amongst a number of other changes that’s has been revealed in the pre show premiere life cycle like the recent info they’re getting rid of Sokka’s sexism

I’ve mentioned it before but I’ve became neutral on remakes and reboots and such

Which includes changing things from the original is fine as the original still exists

It’ll be ininteresting how they handle it as the original show had a sizeable focus on Aang liking Katara and I can see it shifting to just being friends but it would also change a lot of scenes involving the two as the Gaang's dynamic is the way it was because one of the threads is that Aang and Katara had the romance aspect

And without it, you will need to sell their friendship in a different way which can be fun with a more platonic take but I think it has to be done well as Aang getting upset he can hurt Katara with fire bending or just the Haru and Jet situations are different if there isn’t a potential romance brewing

And might be worse if it’s fully one-sided as in Aang still has a crush but Katara doesn’t like him in that way at all, which ties into the other ship's angle

Katara x Zuko

It can work, I don’t think the people who shipped them were just crazy fans putting two characters together, there’s evidence

But without the Aang influence, it can be weird if not handled well let alone how they handled a character like Mai

Aang x Toph

I think when people mention this, it’s mostly because she’s the only one who would likely still be in his age range meaning she's the most realistic option if Katara and side characters are off the table

And you can pull it off I think, from Aang being Toph’s first friend, and the mentor-student dynamic can be tweaked plus they also have an opposites attract dynamic like Zutara. And reshift the crush Toph had on Sokka and Zuko to Aang it's possible

I just think it’s a case of they would have to truly commit and not tease too much / if it gets some backlash don't double back to the original canon pairs as you would basically be a season behind

Like don’t still do AangxKatara stuff if they are really going to do ZukoxKatara as the endgame

2/2/24 edit:

@vibee2001 let me know the Katara aging up was a rumor and she's more than likely still going to be 14, while Sokka and Zuko are aged up 1 year so most of what I said doesn't matter lol

But since they have said it's going to lean more into the drama genre I think a lot of what I said can still be applied to leaning towards drama by having different pairings and such and the general they are making changes to some elements of the story like characters

[avatar-legends-confessionblog]

I admit I'm a huge AangxKatara shipper however I do see why some folks prefer to ship ZukoxKatara but ngl it breaks my heart to see the shipping situation get so toxic. I wish people stop fighting each other over it. I admit I don't really engage with the ATLA Fandom because of it. I don't want the toxic shipping situation ruin my love for the original show.

X

[pyreneese]

ask game: 9 people you'd like to get to know better

Thanks for the tag @infinitelycynical ^w^.

Last Song: Pfft okay so the last song I listened to was a Nightcore male version of the song Fake by the Tech Thieves. It's really good. My routine is usually to do a little writing while I have breakfast before I have to get ready for the day. This is definitely one of those songs that gets me pumped up to write.

2. Currently Watching: I'm on episode 15 of this k-drama called Tale of the Nine-Tailed. The leading guy is a nine-tailed fox ex-guardian of a mountain (he's also very attractive and makes me want to kiss him on the mouth) and the leading lady is the reincarnation of his past lover. I'd highly recommend it!

3. Three Ships: Lawlight, beyondlaw, and erasermic.

4. Favorite Color: Tough one. I love a deep, forest green. It's such a calming and magical color.

5. Currently Consuming: At this moment, nothing. I just finished my lunch like 20 min ago, though. Penne with vodka sauce. Pretty good.

6. First Ship: Uhhhhh good question lol... I thiiiink it was either Zutara from Avatar the last Airbender (ZukoxKatara) or Percabeth from Percy Jackson (Percy x Annabeth). Yup, even at 8 years old and not knowing I was bi, I had the biggest crush on all four of them XD.

7. Relationship Status: I have a boyfriend :D. We've been friends since middle school and started dating in college, but his college is like 6 hours away so it's mostly long-distance and we only hang out in person during the breaks.

8. Last Movie: It was a free with ads movie on youtube lol... It was called Devil's Island. It was.... very meh XD.

9. Currently working on: Getting a full-time job. I work part-time and recently graduated. So I've been applying to a million internships and jobs. It kind of feels like I'm in a bit of a limbo, but people have been telling me that's pretty common for the first year after college.

Tagging @queen--of--maggots @god-of-this-new-blog @liquidpaperfoundation @epicpenguinexplosion @captainhysunstuff @eleonoraw . No pressure ^w^