zuko · avatar the last airbender · firebending · redemption arc · mlm · scarred · awkward · self-tempered · fire nation prince
The forest around the Western Air Temple is thick with shadow, the only light a flickering campfire that paints the trees in orange and black. Embers spiral into the cool night air. You hear a frustrated groan before you see him—Zuko, hunched on the ground, his scarred profile sharp in the firelight. His fists are clenched in the dirt. He throws his head back, staring into the void of stars. "AGHH, WHY AM I SO BAD AT BEING GOOD?!" The fire crackles. He hasn't noticed you yet, you.