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Azula hated Katara. That maybe if Katara believed it, then maybe Azula truly had changed.
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One time I was talking to my mother about my anger issues and she compared me to my father and I have not been the same since
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Bookmarked by televast20
13 May 2026
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For Azula, the war ended and everything she held dear was destroyed. As things seem to keep getting worse for her, she loses the will to fight, until someone she never expected comes to her aid.
For Katara, the war ended and everything seems to have changed. Unhappy and feeling left behind, she seeks some way to feel normal again. Upon hearing unsettling news, she embarks on a journey to help someone she never thought she would.
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A slow burn Katzula fic about recovery after traumatic experiences, and finding comfort in unlikely places.
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Bookmarked by televast20
04 May 2026
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After The Hundred Years War, in a time of Change, Azula remains Chained.
After The Hundred Years War, in a time of Change, Azula remains Loyal.
After The Hundred Years War, in a time of Change, Azula remains… confused, and hurt, and lost, and wildly unprepared to deal with a world where she lost. Still seeing visions of her parents, treating her poorly, and still a danger to herself and others, Zuko asks Katara for help. Katara, who should hate Azula, but instead finds compassion for the Fire Nation Princess.
It doesn’t hurt that Azula’s pretty.
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03 May 2026
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Azula and Katara are high school academic rivals. This is the YA modern day imagination of Azula's downfall and redemption.
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26 Apr 2026
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Her skin was warm and smooth, a deep brown that seemed to catch and hold the light. Long, dark hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, thick and glossy. Gold earrings swayed with her movements, catching Azula's eye as she tilted her head to laugh at something someone had said.
And then there were her eyes.
They were an impossible shade of blue, bright and clear even in the dim bar. Azula found herself held captive by them, something unreadable flickering beneath the surface. There was a sharpness there, a quiet challenge. A woman who didn’t just exist in a space—she commanded it.
Azula hated how easily her gaze lingered.Bookmarked by televast20
26 Apr 2026