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cuteniaarts · 1 month ago

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The weight of the world is a heavy burden

Especially for a child

(Or, in slightly less dramatic terms – I imagine that the first of her past lives that Avatar Suiren [who is the Avatar after Aang instead of Korra in my AU, and also Ghazan and Ming-Hua’s daughter] gets to talk to is Yangchen, because she is too plagued by memories not her own [including Jetsun’s death, fun fact]. And Yangchen wouldn’t want another child to go through what she did on their own)

(Or maybe someone just needed an excuse to draw @katkastrofa’s latest obsession in a context that interests them as well, just in time to maybe cheer her up a little? You can’t prove anything)

#my art #artists on tumblr #the legend of korra #Avatar Suiren AU #Kat and Nia and their multiverse of madness #yangchen #original character #sotrl suiren #if you’re wondering what the context is. Suiren is around 8 or 9 here. already having revealed herself as the Avatar to her parents #and it has been Hard. because as much as they try to maintain a sense of normalcy for her. it’s clear that things have changed #they never accounted for their daughter turning out to be the Avatar. they hoped Aang dying on the night she was born to be a coincidence #all of their plans now have to be rethought and put on hold because her safety is more important than anything else #she is never blamed for anything. she is still just as loved. yet there’s now a heaviness in their gazes whenever they look at her #the Avatar as a concept should not exist. it is too much power and responsibility for one being who is ultimately human #that’s what Suiren was taught. so what do those teachings mean if she’s the Avatar?#basically.. a whole lot of cognitive dissonance and she hasn’t even been alive for a decade yet #and all her life her head was filled by strange memories and dreams. fragments of lives not her own. sometimes nightmares #and usually her mama would comfort her through it but tonight… she just wants to be alone #so she wanders off. not too far. but enough that she wouldn’t be heard. and just softly cries #because it’s too much. because she doesn’t want to be the Avatar. why her? why not anyone else?#and as she whispers that she wishes she wasn’t the Avatar. her mind is assaulted by memories of previous Avatars saying the same thing #it really is a never ending cycle of too much burden being placed on a single person. but that realisation is anything but comforting #she begs for it to stop because that grief of life over life spent pushing a boulder uphill is just Too Much #and before she knows it. it ceases. only to be replaced by a blue glow visible even through closed eyelids #and a feather light touch of hands on her face. it doesn’t feel exactly like human hands by virtue of belonging to a spirit #that helps her relax a little. reminding her of mama’s touch. she looks at the person who appeared before her. her mind supplies the name #‘Avatar Yangchen?’. she whispers. but the woman is nowhere near as stoic and peaceful as she’s shown to be in every depiction of her #she looks.. sad. concerned. as burdened by grief as Suiren herself is. she’s not just a legendary figure from a time long gone #not yet another past life Suiren would never measure up to. she’s… human. capable of human emotion. just like Suiren is #I’m not sure how their conversation goes and have no inspiration to come up with anything. but I just wanted to draw them interacting

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