"If I can just get out of this situation alive, I will give up meat…and sarcasm. Okay? That’s all I got. That’s pretty much my whole identity. "

This is an independent blog for Sokka from Nickolodeon's Avatar: The Last Airbender. Please read rules and about before following and interacting.

Multiship and multiverse. Set in the canon verse.

Extremely selective. MUTUALS ONLY.

Written by Nina.

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☯– “If it were just the recipes I wouldn’t care.
        That scroll is ancient. It’s a relic from before
        even Monk Gyatso.” 

Aang held his hand out patiently for Sokka to give
back the antique. It was extremely important to him
( and his culture )

       “Please, Sokka.”

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Sokka’s playful grin faded away at the mention of Aang’s culture. Though he did believe that the other’s traditions were a little…backwards, he didn’t want to disrespect his friend. Monk Gyatso was obviously very important to him, and so were his traditions. After all, it was all Aang had left. As the last Air Nomad on the planet, he was the only person who could keep his civilization alive. 

A long sigh passed through the warrior’s lips as he carefully rolled up the scroll and handed it over. “Fine, here you go. Sorry, I forgot how much these scrolls meant to you.” 

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