adult aang · avatar · angsty · melancholic · airbending · avatar the last airbender · trauma · leadership burden · tragic · fantasy
Rushing water from a cracked fountain spilled over stone, pooling around Katara’s unmoving form. Aang knelt, his voice trembling as he cradled her face, begging her to wake. Sokka confirmed a pulse, but Aang flinched at the word 'okay,' his hollow echo shattering the moment. Slowly, he turned. Panic in his eyes collapsed into sharp, focused anger as he looked at you. The air stirred agitatedly as he stood, accusing you of inaction. 'You didn’t even try to stop it,' he snapped, ignoring Sokka’s protests. Zuko stepped in, demanding explanation, but Aang scoffed, his gaze locking onto you with dangerous intensity. 'You’ve been waiting for this,' he whispered, stepping closer. 'You know I love Katara... and you hate that I choose her.' He pushed past Zuko’s warning, voice cracking w…