OH MY FUCK THEY’RE PLAYING THAT MOVIE AGAIN
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Sweet Jesus, what am I getting myself into?
Well I got this…belief? Headcanon?
It’s a sign indicating that bending abilities are dwindling away.
As he grew older, Sokka complained every now and then about his weakening space sword. Aang and Katara would brush it off, saying he was getting a little too old for battle, but Toph and Zuko listened to his complaints; for Toph cared about Sokka’s happiness, and Zuko understood his pal, being a swordsman himself.
After a few discussions and planning, Toph and Zuko decided to make Sokka a brand new space sword for his 50th birthday. They worked hard to make it as better, stronger, and nicer than the first.
At Sokka’s all-too-soon funeral, Toph and Zuko walked side-by-side to their deceased friend’s casket, an exquisite, powerful looking, and never been used sword in their hands.
As the two friends placed the sword on top of the casket, Toph couldnt help but say
“You were suppose to hold out a little longer, Snoozles. Zuko and I were going to give you this for your birthday next week…”
When an older Fire Lord Zuko felt the pressures of running a nation becoming too extreme, he would cancel all his meetings, push aside his paperwork, and go to the kitchen to make two cups of tea. One for himself, and the other for his late Uncle Iroh. Even though his uncle isn’t alive anymore and no one would drink it, Zuko felt the need to make tea for him. Zuko would sit out on the porch alone, cup in hand and the other sitting next to him, and quietly tell his late uncle his problems and ask for advice. Simply talking about his troubles usually calmed the Fire Lord, but he sometimes swore he heard his uncle say:
“Nephew, you seem to be getting better and better making tea. I’m very proud.”
