#chaeryu

[atuats-sidechick]

Hitori

This is very much not finished! But I'll do my best to write it in time for @kyoshi-era-week-24 :)

Here's a little sneak peek for the Fire Lilies prompt:

Hitori was at the deck, looking out at sea, when Second Lieutenant Hansuke interrupted her: “Admiral, ma’am. Good morning.” “Good morning, Lieutenant.” She turned to him, still distracted. He handed her a letter: “Delivered by hand, during the night, ma’am. From the Avatar’s Estate.” “Thank you.” — as the dragon-coconut scent hit her, she took a quick look at the calligraphy: “You are excused, Lieutenant.” She sighted, then smiled. Hei-Ran Sei’naka. When had they last had tea? Their kids were still kids, her girl a little younger. Their husbands were alive. Chaeryu was Fire Lord. Hei-Ran was Zoryu’s master. She was Rear Admiral. That had been a long time ago.

Back at her chambers, Hitori opened the letter with care, making sure to keep the envelope intact. She despised untidiness. Hei-Ran understood that. She’d always had. It seemed the Avatar had succeeded in stopping the pirates’ operations in the Eastern Sea. That was some impressive work. She’d need marines to clean the area. Yes. Capture escapees. Sure. She’d need to write to the Fire Lord, to the War Minister in Ba Sing Se, and to the southern governors. Hei-Ran must have done that. She’d write them a letter as well. It’s always better to make sure, she thought.

Hitori sat at her desk and positioned her writing tools. She loved to prepare the ink. The repetitive motion, the smell. It was all so soothing. She pulled six stamped papers and addressed all the authorities implicated. Her writing sleek and clear. She melted the red wax and closed each letter, scrupulously, with the Navy seal. She called Hansuke in and handed him the envelopes. She gave him instructions. He closed the door behind him. She sighted. Only then she grabbed some unmarked paper. “High Commander Hei-Ran Sei’naka,” she wrote and then stopped short. No, she thought, and took a new page. “Dear Hei-Ran,” that was better.

They hadn’t met in years. Yet, she was sure Hei-Ran would understand. How’d she tell her? Should she? Why now? Why not? In all her recklessness. Truly, in all her viciousness, Hei-Ran would never have done what Hitori did. And yet, she was someone, probably the only one, she was sure would understand. “Dear Hei-Ran,” Hitori repeated as she took up the brush. “It's been three years since we met. I am delighted to read about your success as the Avatar’s master and have expedited the proceedings to meet your request. Now, however, I write to you not as a colleague, but as a companion. You might remember that not six months had passed since Junsik’s death —“

[misswoozi]

I didnt send the original but i do have thoughts on the ryujin/chaeyoung ask. They go two rounds, the first one is to decide who gets pegged in the second round by seeing who can make the other cum first. Normally they 69 but sometimes they'll grind on each other with a vibe between them 🎮

WOAH. THIS IS A SPICY TAKE. God,,, y'all are CONVINCING ME of this ship lmao

[subbwoofer]

ChaeRyu ✨

[kibutsulove]

I can nottttt keep up with the fn royals sooo.. how many of them are there? that are actually canon, whether shown or mentioned?

I GET TO INFO POST ABOUT THE FIRE NATION ROYAL FAMILY YAY!!!!

the amount of fire nation royals are actually pretty vague unless you search through the walls of text on the online wiki page. (i love you atla wiki contributors) so i feel like i should just list off the fire lords and their immediate family for convenience

- the first fire lord

Shown in the second Smoke and Shadow comic, no known family, shared power with a council of fire sages, is not named :(

- fire lord yosor

mentioned in The Shadow of Kyoshi, no known family, allies with avatar szeto

- fire lord gonryu

mentioned in The Dawn of Yangchen, no known family, had beef with the Earth King of his time

- fire lord chaeryu

mentioned in The Shadow of Kyoshi, a man whore with multiple lovers, two of them being Sulan and Huazo, also had two sons named Zoryu and Chaejin, his reign was apparently a good time for agriculture

- fire lord zoryu

actually has dialogue in the Kyoshi novels (holy shit), the fire lord directly after chaeryu, had diabolical beef with his brother, and centralized the power in the fire nation

- fire lord taiso

has dialogue in The Reckoning of Roku, the father of zeisan and sozin, husband to hazei, oversaw a growth of industrialization and prosperity in the fire nation, and the outer islands pissed him off to the point he sent the fire navy to sit them the fuck down

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The fire lords succeeding these ones are otherwise well known, with them being fire lord sozin, fire lord azulon, fire lord ozai, fire lord zuko, and then fire lord izumi. Its also safe to guess that Iroh II would be the fire lord after izumi

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Headcanon Court: Kyoshi is a (not so) Mini-Yangchen

(aka "Kyoshi is a shiny Yangchen")

Hear ye hear ye! Headcanon court is now in session~!

I've come to you all to present my case, that Kyoshi......looks like a Tall, dark, freckled Yangchen.....and maybe might be related to her on top of that. 030

"Silly, you've been talking about this idea for awhile-" And I'm going to keep talking about it~! Because this lil' brain worm won't worm away TT0TT

No spoilers for Yangchen's novels (the hoops I had to jump through to keep it vague enough....man TT0TT), but obvie spoilers about Kyoshi's.

Maybe it's a crackpot theory/headcanon! But it's MY crackpot theory/headcanon and I bid you all to hear me out with what (little and circumstantial) evidence I have! <(˘ ˘ ˘)>

First off, they both are described as pretty. c(◕ヮ◕n ) (THIS IS IMPORTANT I SWEAR! It's not simp behavior I swear!)

While Kyoshi seems to have a poor idea of herself, she is called pretty/beautiful by multiple people, including: A drunken sailor, Jianzhu, Rangi, and Yun.

Yangchen is called pretty by Kavik (DoY), and by extension Kyoshi.

....ON A COMPLETELY UNRELATED NOTE (it's not) Kyoshi's mom/Jesa has been called pretty and beautiful by Kyoshi and the same drunken sailor.

*cough* On the note of Jesa. Let's talk about how similar she is with her daughter. 030

Apparently, Kyoshi and Jesa look A LOT alike. To the point they could be sisters (possibly because Kyoshi is darker skinned and maybe has different hair/eye color to her mom.....maybe)

We know they both have the same freckles.

Now why didn't the FoC see the resemblance with Kyoshi? Tbh, besides Lao Ge, they were under the impression that Jesa/Hark didn't have any kids so they might've waved the similarities away.

Lao Ge probs saw the resemblance and just....waited for a dramatic reveal (he's quirky like that, plus he's the only one who worked with them before Kyoshi was born, the other three joined after Jesa dropped Kyo off). Of course, there is the line in SoK where "People could resemble each other. No one’s face was as unique as they thought it was." Which SHOULD throw a wrench into my theory/headcanon but boo to that! Sometimes there IS a resemblance for a reason, like Kyoshi/Jesa or Rangi/Hei-Ran (or Zoryu/Chaeryu)...it's because they ARE related! TT0TT. But that same line could explain why Kirima/Lek/Wong didn't clock Kyoshi at first.

"Ok Silly, now when are you going to bring Yangchen back up?" I'm getting there I'm getting there~! Now that we've established that Kyoshi and Jesa both look VERY similar, you know. Family resemblance an all~! ;D

Let's talk about the time Kyoshi mistook Yangchen FOR her mother/Jesa! :D

Man, Yangchen must REALLY look like Jesa for Kyoshi to be freaking out like this. Like she didn't even register the lack of freckles that's how similar they looked!

Like, they REALLY drive home how similar Jesa and Yangchen look. Like REALLY REALLY drive it home. The only other person they drive it home as hard as this is Hei-Ran/Rangi, and it's because they are mother/daughter. After that it's Jesa/Kyoshi for the SAME reason. (and then after that it's pros Zoryu/Chaeryu because they are brothers).

AND THUS!

Because: Kyoshi looks like Jesa. And Jesa looks like Yangchen. This means, Kyoshi looks like Yangchen! (shiny variant because diff skin tone+freckles, Kyoshi's eye color seem to change with the wind jfdsaklfj sometimes it's a very grey-green, and in LoK it's more akin to Air Nomad grey)

Now for a sloppy/quick edits to drive the point home:

(I didn't edit Kyo's eyes for the last one, like I said, her eye color changes with the wind....tho tbh this eye color matches her statue from Book 1)

"Ok ok, you think they look alike! What's this about being related?"

I know I made a joke that it'd be funnier if Kyoshi was more closely related to Aang, just to make him sweat a little (could've sworn I made a different joke about it being funnier if Kyo was more closely related to Aang than Yangchen but I can't find it jklfjaslkf). But realistically, after all of this, I can see her being more closely related to Yangchen. And I think it fits better narratively for both characters.

Throughout her Novels, Kyoshi's had to deal with the pains of family, her own blood family. How she'd been wronged and left abandoned. And if it wasn't dealing with the sins/shadow of her family, she had to deal with the sins/shadow of Kuruk.

It's a complex that was burrowed deep within her. Unsure how to understand familial ties.

The theme of family follows Kyoshi, even if she's not actively thinking about it. From her own issues with her own blood parents in RoK, to the clusterfuck that is the Fire Nation in SoK (that can probs be best summed up by Nyahitha here):

Family is a big theme in Kyoshi's novels. Found family and/or Blood family. Just...family. Yangchen's novels also has a theme of family, specifically relating to Yangchen and Kavik's siblings and their dynamics (tbh Yee really likes family themes, because it's something that also comes up in his Genie Lo novels. Specifically about her parents in Epic Crush and her "sisterhood" with Yunie and Gyuan Yin in Iron Will). Key thing is the sibling part, esp with Yangchen involving sisterhood.

With Kyoshi it feels like a complex and one that needs resolution. And Yangchen is, ironically enough, the one that gives it to her at the end of SoK. (which also is a great thing/end cap for Yangchen's arc but that goes into spoiler territory so we'll leave it at "trust me bro, if you know you know ;D").

Yangchen comforting Kyoshi comes full circle for both their arcs (tho Yangchen's is retroactively made, cause her novels came later). And if Yangchen was actually related to Kyoshi, it would just drive the point home even farther imo.

Because, how fucking tragic and juicy would it be for the Avatar that Kyoshi looked up to.... The one she used as a template to become a better Avatar. Wasn't only not perfect like she thought she was, but was also her own flesh and blood? Esp after all the betrayal and drama her own blood had caused her up to that point.

Kyoshi still hasn't processed that Yangchen is the real reason her world is miserable and fucked. Yes it was because of Kuruk's neglect and death, but if he didn't neglect some of his duties then the world would've been MORE fucked. Yes Szeto made it harder on Yangchen. But it was Yangchen's own actions and thoughts and desires that led her to siding with humans over spirits. She had to clean up Szeto's mess with the humans, but Szeto didn't tell her how to handle the spirits.

Yangchen's actions DIRECTLY hurt Kuruk and Kyoshi (this isn't to blame Yangchen, love the lady, every Avatar makes mistakes, we love them. But even Yangchen fully takes responsibility for that).

And like I said earlier, if Yangchen was also her own flesh and blood and not just a previous reincarnation, it's an added blow. Kyoshi was once again hurt by her own family.

Echoing back to that passage in RoK....except here, Kyoshi can make that amend. She can forgive Yangchen (there's no forgiveness resolution per se in the book, Kyoshi is more preoccupied with the fact she still feels a bit lost than she is blaming Yangchen for her woes but that's like a HUGE step for Kyo :'D).

But seeking closure with Yangchen would also heal the burden she's had from Jesa. Heal the scars left by her parents and her losing Kelsang. Even more directly than just another "Air Nomad" hugging her.

Plus, I just think it'd be cool if Yangchen was her great-aunt or great-great-Aunt and everyone was freaking out over it jkfljdsa;lfj (below is roughly what the family tree would look like, not sure how old Yangchen's mom was so I put Yangchen in two spots because it could go either way depending on the ages):

"That means Yangchen had an actual sibling" yeah but she didn't know about it, duuuuuuuuh. She only saw Jetsun as her sibling and she was realistically probably her cousin like 5 times removed. :'D "But if Jetsun/Yangchen might be related, could that mean it's actually Jetsun and Yangchen's shared lineage they could be descended from? Not just Yangchen?" Yeah that could work too. But I think it's more fun to call Yangchen Auntie so (great-)great-Aunt it is for me! 8U

Anyway.

Tldr: Kyoshi looks like her mom Jesa. Jesa looks like Yangchen. Thus Yangchen and Kyoshi look like each other. Maybe they are actually related by blood and that would be cool because it would heal Kyoshi generational trauma or something something family themes in the book~!

Court adjourned! :'D

[calliopieces]

👩‍🍳new fic up!

includes a little bit of Fire Nation lore (i.e. brief mention of the Camellia-Peony War, Fire Lord Chaeryu from the Kyoshi novels, and I tried giving Mai's family a backstory)

[writingrapscallion]

Summer's End

"We have to report this!" Fire Sage Chaeryu grew more and more agitated as he spoke. "We have a duty to the Fire Lord!

"No, we have a duty to the Avatar," replied Fire Sage Glynda, the frustration in her voice rising. "We're supposed to protect the Avatar, not turn her in to be slaughtered by the Fire Lord!"

High Sage Ozpin watched silently as the two Fire Sages argued, paying little attention to the debate. Recent events had been... unusual, to say the least. The Fire Sages were tasked with discovering the identity of the Avatar when they were born into the Fire Nation, so it had come as quite a surprise when, even though the next Avatar was supposed to be an Airbender, the Fire Sages had begun to receive signs as to their identity.

Ozpin had managed to convince his fellow Fire Sages to keep secret what they had seen. After all, the Fire Lord had just ordered the slaughter of the Air Nomads in an attempt to buy himself a few extra years before the Avatar's next incarnation faced him, and the Fire Sages didn't want to raise his fears for nothing.

For weeks, the search had seemed fruitless. The signs took them to progressively less and less settled areas of the Fire Nation, and the Sages became gradually convinced that the signs were little more than a spiritual malfunction, the side effect of an Avatar spirit wrenched from its body at a young age. Then, on a small island named Patch near the eastern end of the Fire Nation, they found someone who was indisputably the Avatar. Ruby Rose.

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When Ozpin had first disguised himself in an attempt to investigate the child, he'd not expected great things. After all, the island was Fire Nation territory, and it was hard to imagine why the Avatar would be born there. Still, a few weeks after the first signs of the Avatar's rebirth he found himself trudging up the road to Patch, disguised as an officer of the Fire Nation's tax bureau. On either side of him stood Glynda and Chaeryu, both similarly having exchanged their regular Sage outfits for the robes of a bureaucrat.

Up ahead, at the very edges of the village of Patch, was their target. Ozpin felt his pulse quicken as he saw it. It was a small, fairly plain Fire Nation house, its whitewashed walls covered by a red tile roof. The walls were covered in the soot stains common to homes with little Firebenders learning to control their power— hardly surprising, considering the fact that Fire Nation records showed that the couple living there had two young daughters. It was those same records that had led Ozpin and his companions to this house— Patch was a small place, and no children other than the younger daughter, Ruby Rose, were born in the right time frame to be the Avatar.

"Do we really have to take the trouble of disguising ourselves?" Asked Chaeryu. He was sweating through his robes. Maybe Fire Sages should be used to wearing formal outfits, but at least their regular clothes were designed to be light enough to allow the wearers to Firebend easily. As far as Ozpin could tell, these bureaucrat clothes weren't meant to let you do anything easily.

"We don't know if they suspect that their daughter is the Avatar, but if they do, who knows how they'll react if Fire Sages show up at their doorstep. Considering that the Fire Lord has been trying his best to murder the current Avatar, we would have a hard time convincing them not to run at the sight of us." Glynda held a clipboard in a hand, quickly glancing at the records fixed to it. "This is definitely the house."

As Ozpin reached out to knock on the door, it sprang open and he suddenly found himself face to face with a muscular blond who looked somewhere in his early thirties. "Can I help you?" His tone was perfectly polite, but Ozpin detected a spark of suspicion in his eyes.

"Yes, very sorry to bother you," said Glynda, "but due to a misfiling at the tax office, the property assessments of several households in this village were lost and have to be redone. The person responsible for this mistake has been disciplined, but unfortunately we still need you to answer a few questions for us. According to the most recent tax filings we could still find, you were married and had one daughter. Is that still true?"

Taiyang seemed to relax upon hearing their reasons to be present. "Not quite. We've had a second daughter since then, my darling little Ruby. Not to be rude, but how long will these questions take? I don't want to leave you standing outside for a while. particularly since the heat looks like it's taking a toll on some of you." He shot a sympathetic glance at Chaeryu, whose forehead was beaded with sweat.

"It may take more than fifteen minutes, so if it's no trouble inside may be a better idea. Is your wife home? It may be easier with both of you." Glynda glanced past Taiyang at the empty room behind him.

"Summer!" Taiyang called out. "There are some officials here to ask about our taxes!" He led them over to a table near the door. "Anyone want a drink? I can get you some water, or, if you're feeling adventurous, I have some homemade moonshine." He winked at them as he gestured to a bottle of clear liquor.

Glynda raised an eyebrow at Taiyang's words. "I assume that your still is licensed in accordance with Fire Nation law?"

Taiyang gave a slight start. "Well, you see..."

"Don't worry," said Glynda with a laugh. "Fire Nation law is forgiving on this point assuming that you only produce it for noncommercial purposes." Ozpin was rather impressed with Glynda's knowledge of Fire Nation regulations. Either she had prepared thoroughly for her role or she was supremely gifted at bluffing. "You do only produce moonshine for noncommercial purposes, right?"

Taiyang saw the lifeline and took it. "Of course. The only ones who ever drink from it are family. In all honesty, the main reason I distill it is because my family has a history of making moonshine and my brother-in-law used to spend far too much on alcohol."

"Brother-in-law, so the sibling of your wife..." Glynda made a show of checking the records, although Ozpin was sure she had them memorized by now, "Summer Rose?"

"Ah, sorry, he's not really my brother-in-law anymore," admitted Taiyang. "Qrow's my first wife's brother— stays in far better contact with me than she does, actually. The kids call him Uncle Qrow. Now, did anyone say yes on the moonshine or just water?"

Both Glynda and Chaeryu nodded at water, but Ozpin raised a hand. "I'd love some moonshine if you're offering." Now he was the one Glynda was raising an eyebrow at. "What? Can't an old man have some fun?" Glynda just shook her head and turned back to Taiyang.

Just then someone who Ozpin could only assume was Summer Rose walked in. She was a little taller than average, with long black hair and shining silver eyes. A white cloak covered her body, a slightly strange outfit in this weather but Ozpin supposed it was cooler inside.

"I didn't expect to get any more questions about taxes this year," she commented, glancing suspiciously at the disguised Sages.

"Most years, you'd be right," said Glynda, "but unfortunately someone managed to lose a substantial amount of records at our tax office, including the past several years of your property assessments. If it's no trouble, we just need to ask you a few questions."

Summer replied, something about how it was no trouble at all, but Ozpin's attention was caught by a small figure creeping out of the doorway behind Summer Rose. It was a little girl, with black hair and silver eyes much like her mother. Suddenly, she made a break for it, scampering by her mother to grasp at Ozpin's knees.

"Hello!" She said. "I'm Ruby!"

"Ruby," said Summer, "I thought that I told you to stay with Yang!"

"But I wanted to see the people!"

"It's alright, Ms. Rose. Ruby's no trouble at all. In fact, she reminds me of my granddaughter," said Ozpin with a smile. This was exactly the chance he'd been waiting for to test the girl. "Actually, is it okay if I give her something, just to make up for wasting your time like this? It was supposed to be a gift to my granddaughter, but, well, her family moved to the Earth Kingdom colonies and I won't have a chance to give it to her for a few years, so maybe it would be better if I gave it to Ruby here who'd actually enjoy it?" He reached into his bag and pulled out a clay whistle, fashioned into the shape of a turtle.

Ruby's eyes lit up as she saw it. "That's mine!"

"No, Ruby, that's the nice man's, and he's being very kind by giving it to you, so you should thank him!"

"Thank you very much!" Said Ruby.

Ozpin was lost in thought. That's mine. What did Ruby mean by that? Was that just the eagerness of a child presented with a new toy? Or maybe, just maybe, did Ruby recognize that the whistle was hers? After all, it wasn't just any toy that Ozpin had brought for her. It had belonged to Kuruk, an Avatar born into the Water Tribe more than three centuries ago. Ozpin glanced at Ruby's parents, who were thoroughly engrossed in a discussion of taxes with Glynda and Chaeryu.

Ozpin leaned over until he was eye level with Ruby. "Before I give this to you, would you like to play a game?"

"Okay Oz!"

Ozpin froze as she spoke. "What did you call me?"

"Oz. For Ozpin. Roku told me you'd be coming. He seemed to like you."

Ozpin felt his mind reeling. She... she had to be the Avatar! He'd read about this before, how sometimes young Avatars, unable to separate their past lives from their present ones, would be even more in tune with their past lives than their adult selves. Of course, to most adults Ruby's talk of Roku would sound like more than little more than an imaginary friend, but Ozpin knew better.

"What does this Roku look like?"

"He has a long white beard... oh, and a headpiece, like a little crown in the shape of a flame! He has a dragon with him too, sometimes. He calls it Fang! It's so big! Oh, and he wanted me to tell you something."

"Oh?" Ozpin felt his pulse quicken.

"He said..." Ruby pursed her lips, as if trying to remember something. "He said to tell you, 'don't trust ashes.'"

"Don't trust ashes?"

"Something like that."

Ozpin was silent for a second, contemplating the phrase. It was a riddle of some kind, he was sure. Roku was always fond of riddles. He smiled slightly as he remembered his old friend. Just then, Glynda tapped him on the shoulder.

"Time to go." She gestured to the door, where Chaeryu was waiting

"Of course." He handed the turtle to Ruby. "Be good for your parents, won't you?" He smiled up at the couple. "I expect great things from such a promising little girl. Have a good day!" He turned and left with the other Fire Sages.

Chaeryu waited until they were a ways along the path before speaking. "That woman's an Airbender."

Glynda spun to look at him. "What?'

"Didn't you wonder why she'd wear a cloak inside like that? It was to hide her tattoos. I got a glimpse of a blue arrow on her hand at one point, although I don't think she realized I did. No wonder they were nervous when we arrived."

"If that's true, then that would resolve a lot of questions," mused Glynda. "Ruby may really be the who we're looking for."

"On that front, I am certain," said Ozpin. "That girl is the Avatar."

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Unfortunately, the next several days had been spent arguing with various members of the Fire Sages about to what to do, which led them to the present moment, where all the Fire Sages of Crescent Island were gathered to debate. All except one that is.

"Please calm down," said Ozpin, standing up to intercede between the two bickering Firebenders. "I'm sure we'll be able to come to a consensus. Anyway, we can't make a decision yet with one of our number gone. Fire Sage Cinder has gone to Imperial City to consult the scrolls of the Dragonbone Catacombs for guidance. Only when she's back can we decide this matter."

"Oh, the matter's already decided," came a voice from the door. Ozpin turned to find Cinder standing there. His heart sunk as he realized that, behind her, silhouetted in the door, were a dozen of what could only be Imperial Firebenders. "The Fire Lord knows of the Avatar."

"Cinder!" cried out Chaeryu, standing up to confront her. "I know we agree on this matter, but that wasn't your decision to make! The Fire Sages—"

His speech was cut off as, in the blink of an eye, Cinder formed a dagger out of fire and thrust it through his heart. Chaeryu let out a choked cry before collapsing. "The Fire Sages are traitors," Cinder said, turning to the rest of them, "and will receive the fate befitting traitors."

The Imperial Firebenders behind her sprung into action, and soon the room was awash with dueling flames.

"Ozpin!" Glynda battled through the crowd, making short work of a pair of Firebenders that tried to stop her. "We have to warn the Avatar!"

"Get to the door! I'll cover your back!"

Glynda turned and started to force her way towards the door of the room. Ozpin turned to keep an eye out for anyone who was following, taking out a few of the Imperial Firebenders with well-aimed blasts of fire, before he and Glynda managed to reach the door, rushing into the hallway.

"We have to take Ladon," said Ozpin, panting from exertion. "He's much faster than any Fire nation ship— you should be able to beat them to Patch."

"What do you mean, 'you?' You're coming as well." Asked Glynda, but suddenly they were out on the beach of Crescent Island and Ozpin had no time to answer. Instead, he called up into the sky.

"Ladon!"

They heard the flap of massive wings first, like the sound of distant thunder, then the dragon appeared from over the mountain, its massive body winding its way through the air. Ladon had never quite grown as big as Fang, but he still dwarfed any human, stretching more than fifty feet long from snout to tail. He quickly landed on the beach, lowering his neck for them to climb on.

"You first," said Ozpin, boosting Glynda onto the dragon's back.

"I'm not going to let you get away," said a voice from behind them, and Ozpin turned to find that Cinder had followed the pair onto the beach and was running towards them, her hands shining with fire.

"Ladon, go!" Ozpin cried out to his dragon.

"What?!" Screamed Glynda. "You have to come with us!"

"Time is of the essence. Ladon will be faster with one person than two. You have to save the Avatar! Go!"

Glynda opened her mouth to protest, but Ladon chose that moment to take flight, rocketing into the sky with the Firebender on his back. Ozpin turned to face Cinder.

"Your self-sacrifice isn't going to mean much," said Cinder. "Even a dragon can't fly fast enough to get there in time."

"Do you know how fast a truly desperate dragon can go?" Asked Ozpin. "I wouldn't want to bet against Ladon."

Cinder didn't reply, instead rushing at him with a colossal blast of flame. Ozpin deflected the blow but she followed it up with another, then another, then another. Quickly, the High Sage found himself on the retreat, unable to stand his ground against the aggressive attacker. Maybe 50 years ago Ozpin would have been able to beat Cinder, but he had gotten old. He'd still be able to teach a thing or two to any ordinary Firebender, but Cinder wasn't exactly an ordinary Firebender.

"Why did you betray us?" Asked Ozpin, staggering backwards under the pressure of another blow.

"Were you really content with this?" Said Cinder. "They called you the most powerful Firebender in the whole nation, once, and yet you're willing to be the Avatar's lapdog."

"Serving the Avatar is our duty!" Ozpin's limbs had begun to feel heavy, but he kept on fighting. If he stopped for even a second, he'd be burnt to a crisp.

"It's not my duty. It's not my destiny!" On the last word, Cinder let out her strongest blast of fire yet. Ozpin reached out his hand to deflect it but it was too much for his tired body, like trying to stop a river with your bare hands. As the flames engulfed him, one last thought passed through his mind: for once, Roku hadn't been speaking in riddles.

Don't trust ashes. It's hardly surprising that the mind of a little girl, no matter how hard she tried to remember, would change the words, altering them ever so slightly. Roku hadn't been warning Ozpin about ashes. It was Cinder. Roku had warned Ozpin, 'don't trust Cinder.'

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Taiyang was sitting at the table, having a chat after dinner with Summer and Qrow, when suddenly someone burst through the door. He shot to his feet.

"Glynda?!" Summer cried out.

Taiyang looked closer and saw that their late night visitor was indeed the same official who had visited them several weeks before, except this time dressed in ornamental red robes rather than the plainer outfit of a bureaucrat. Taiyang realized, with a sinking feeling in his gut, that she was dressed like a Fire Sage.

"They're coming! I saw them— they're only a few minutes away! They're coming for your daughter!"

"Who's Glynda! Who's coming! What the hell did I miss!" Cried Qrow, who for once in his life was not drunk (well, maybe a little, but far less so than usual).

Glynda straightened up and looked Summer dead in the eye. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this, but your daughter, Ruby Rose, is the Avatar." Taiyang let out a gasp as he heard this, but Glynda wasn't finished. "I'm one of the Fire Sages meant to protect the Avatar, but we were betrayed. There's an entire squadron of Imperial Firebenders down the road, and unless you want to die, we have to go. Now."

For a second, Taiyang was frozen in shock, but then he forced himself to move, rushing into the back room where Ruby and Yang were sleeping. Qrow was just behind him, and as Taiyang reached down to snatch up the closest girl to him— Yang, he realized vaguely— Qrow reached down and grabbed Ruby from the other side of the bed, scooping her into his arms. Summer was in the front room, still speaking to Glynda, and Taiyang heard her saying "get to the cliff's edge— my dragon's waiting for you," when suddenly the front of the house burst into flame.

Qrow turned towards the back door and Taiyang ran with him, ignoring everything except the need to get out of the house. There was a Firebender outside the back door, but Qrow bowled into him, barely slowing down as he knocked the Firebender over and kept running. Taiyang followed, hearing shouts behind him but not turning to look.

The next minute was a blur. There was screaming— Yang had woken at some point, thrown over Taiyang's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and the screaming up ahead made it sound like Ruby had woken too. He heard shouts— someone must have spotted them running— but he just ran faster, his legs hurting, his lungs burning, but he couldn't slow down, he wouldn't slow down. If he slowed down, they'd get him. if he slowed down, they'd get Yang. At one point, he even felt the sting of flames against his back, as if a blast of fire had managed to singe his shirt, but even that didn't give him a moment's pause. He had to get to the cliff.

Then, suddenly, there was no more land before them, just air and sea, and for the first time in what felt like an eternity, Taiyang let himself stop for a second, squinting into the dark air. Then, a flash of something in the night, and Taiyang, urged on by a bravery he didn't know he possessed, leaped into the air.

For a second he was weightless, suspended in the air, trapped in that brief moment before gravity turns flying into falling. All he could hear was his heartbeat. All he could feel was Yang's body pressed against him. Then claws latched onto his back, and he was pulled upwards and deposited onto the back of a dragon. A few moments later, Taiyang heard a loud grunt from behind him and found that Qrow, holding a crying Ruby, was sitting a few feet behind him. Taiyang waited, for a second, then two, then a minute. Then, as they were born aloft on dragonback and the land faded into the night, Taiyang forced himself to stop waiting. No one else was coming.

In the years to come, the question of when they had lost Summer would often haunt Taiyang. He'd been so fixed on surviving, on saving his daughters, that he'd barely paid attention to where she was. Maybe she'd never gotten out of the house, had perished in that initial blast of flame. Maybe she had gotten turned around in the dark, lost and crying out his name as he sprinted to safety. Or— and this is what Taiyang ultimately decided had happened, what he would tell his daughters had happened in the years to come when he decided they were old enough to hear the story— maybe, when they were being chased, when the Firebenders were right at their heels, when their pursuers were so close that one had even managed to burn the shirt off Taiyang's back, Summer had turned to face them. Summer had used her life to buy them the few seconds that they needed to escape.

Sometimes Taiyang would blame himself for what had happened. If he had kept track of her, if he had paid more attention to his wife than saving his own skin, then maybe Summer would still be with them. But in his heart, he knew she wouldn't want him to blame himself. This wasn't the way either of them wanted it to end— Summer surrounded by Firebenders, the last of the Air Nomads burnt to a crisp. But if her death had helped them, if by her sacrifice she had saved her daughters, maybe Summer wouldn't have been happy for it to end that way, but she would have been satisfied.

Note: this is based on the AU described here. This turned out to be a good bit longer than I expected, but I like how it turned out and I'm glad that it's the first real story I'm posting on here. Also, while Summer's gone for good, this may not be the last we'll see of either Glynda or Ozpin.

[justfirelordizumithings]

lumaxmayclair How does that work with Azulon, his dad, his sons, and his grandkids?

We see multiple instances of family members passing on syllables, sounds, or patterns in their names onto one another. Rereading my post, I'm not happy with the wording because it may come across as the tradition being confined to father and child when that's not what I meant. Both parents can pass sounds and patterns of their names but also from other family members they'd like to honor (like grandparents).

Examples:

-Iroh's name is similar to his mother's, Ilah. (Her name is pronounced with the long "I" sound)

-Ozai follows the "OH-Z" sound pattern like in Sozin. The ending syllable may also come from Ilah's name as well.

-It is stated in the show Azula was named after Azulon.

-Zuko's name is interesting because it has the "ZU-" syllable from Azulon but look at Ursa's father's name. It's Jinzuk. Which makes me wonder if she named him Zuko to honor her father.

Honorable mention:

Both Fire Lord Chaeryu's legitimate and illegitimate son, which he had with two separate women from different clans, received syllables from his name.

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🗓 23.07.21

[dancetheficaway]

Ryujin wakes up first, rolling onto her side, her eyes opening slowly and adjusting to the slight light coming from the curtains. She hears gentle breathing and she turns around again, this time coming face to face with her girlfriend, Chaeryeong, who’s still asleep.

Her mouth is slightly open and she is curled up into a ball. Ryujin thinks she looks peaceful, the soft morning glow making Ryujin want to kiss her.

So she did, quickly, as to not wake Chaeryeong up; she laid a quick peck to Chaeryeong’s shoulder, just right where the light was shining.

Then, she laid back down, a satisfied smile on her lips as she glanced over at the clock. Today was one of their rare days off, and looking at how sleepy her girlfriend still was, Ryujin decided to try and catch some additional rest. Instinctively, she moved a bit closer to her girlfriend, and to her surprise Chaeryeong moved between her arms, letting herself be cuddled in her sleep.

Ryujin fell in love with Chaeryeong all over again at the sight, arms wrapping around her girlfriend, eyes closing as she drifted back to sleep, the warmth of her lover calming her mind.

[allwideyed]

Como ser uma líder de torcida.

pedido pessoal. 29.04.2021.

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