mentions: fluuuuuuuff, firelord zuko = adult zuko fyi, zuko helps you warm up, thats it
(i was super cold in the middle of the night AND im on my period so this was lowkey a bit self indulgent SORRY GUYS also ik its normally hot in the fire nation but pls idc)
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the word ‘cold’ didn’t really exist in the fire nation. in fact, it was rare for even a breeze of cold air to come through the nights due to the warm, tropical climate that surrounded the nation thanks to being home to firebenders
but tonight, you surprisingly felt cold. even under the warm, silk blankets that you were under, even when the windows were closed, even when large, muscular arms were around you and belonging to your own personal heater— aka your husband. yet surprisingly, zuko’s body warmth wasn’t enough for tonight
you slowly turn your body to face zuko, eyes still half lidded from sleep. the sudden shift of your movement made zuko let out a small sigh before moving to place his chin on top of your head
“zuko” you whispered
no answer
“zuko”
that made a sleepy hum leave his lips as his arms tightened around your waist on instinct, pulling you closer and already preparing to go back to sleep. even though he pulled you closer and tighter, you still couldn’t ignore the chill
you pressed closer, burying your face against his bare chest time with hopes that the slight shivers would fade— but it didn’t
“…im cold” you admitted quietly in the silent night. and your words made zuko still for just a second before pulling back to look at you. even in the dim light, you could feel the shift in him with the way sleep fell away from him almost instantly, despite his tired eyes
“cold?” he repeated, matching your tone. you just nodded faintly, looking up from his chest as a way not to let go from his warmth. that was all zuko needed to see
a concentrated frown formed on zuko’s lips and you couldn’t help but notice how even in the middle of the night with his hair a mess and his face tired, he still looked so beautiful. without another word, his hand slid along your back, settling there as his breathing slowed and deepened
and just like that, a familiar warmth began to build— not overwhelming or scorching, but controlled. careful
the heat seeped into you gradually, spreading from where his palm was against your spine. it wasn’t just zuko’s hand that was warming up, it was also his chest and his entire body in general, thanks to his breathing technique
“tell me if its too much” he murmured, voice still low and rough with sleep but more grounded. you just nodded, feeling your body relaxing now that you couldn’t feel the cold anymore
then, after a while, zuko spoke quietly. “better?” his voice was lower but more awake. you let out a small breath you hadn’t realized you were holding. “yeah” you responded, eyes closing and body already preparing to go back to sleep
you felt his arm tighten again, but deliberately like he was making a point of keeping you there, that he was here whenever you needed him
after a moment, zuko shifted just enough to press a sleepy kiss to your temple before settling back in, his head once again resting on top of yours. “get some sleep” he murmured softly, eyes already closed and soon surrendering himself to the slumber once again. you didn’t respond with anything but a faint nod, already half-asleep.
and the warmth he held? it didn’t fade for the rest of the night
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(a/n: first time writing zuko! also took all four of my wisdom teeth out at one shot and i already miss eating something solid)
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suggestive, established relationship, super fluffy!! mentions of marriage, katara cameo
you’re quite literally freezing your ass off.
you knew it would be cold. but you didn’t expect you’d feel like death was at your door.
the temperature isn’t the only thing that’s absurd. it’s the ice beneath you. no solid ground. you can’t feel mother earth beneath your feet and it’s so weird.
you hug your arms tighter around yourself, trying to keep it together. the fur coat sokka gave you before the trip isn’t helping much now—even though you’d actually been sweating in it earlier.
“you’re freezing,” he suddenly points out.
you don’t even have to look at him to know he’s wearing that teasing smile.
you only huff. “i’m fine.”
he doesn’t even pretend to believe you.
a gust of wind cuts through—and this time you visibly flinch.
his head snaps toward you, and he gasps dramatically before immediately moving in, wrapping himself around you like a stubborn koala.
“aww… my poor princess.”
you let out a startled squeak, muffled against his furs.
“sokka get off—”
he doesn’t answer as he ushers you toward the indoors quickly, the two of you waddling like penguins.
you haven’t even properly greeted any of his family or friends yet. rude.
“sokka! wh-what about your grandma? won’t she want to talk to you first? it’s rude to—”
“oh puh-lease,” he interrupts with an exaggerated eye roll, “i’m sure gran gran will understand that i don’t want my cute little girlfriend getting hypothermia.”
that shuts you up. heat rushes to your cheeks despite the blistering cold attacking your face.
when you finally reach indoors, it’s like your entire body finally remembers how to function again.
warmth. finally.
“welcome to my humble abode!”
you barely even take the chance to take everything in before he’s suddenly right in front of you. toe to toe. he tilts his head down a little, inspecting you.
“my poor baby looks tragic,” he says with a small pout.
“i’m c-cold,” you spit out, still shivering.
“yeah, i can see that.”
you’re unable to muster a glare at him. he only smiles apologetically before reaching to cup your face.
you freeze in a different way this time.
it shocks you how his hands are so warm despite the cold. it’s so unfair. the man’s been hiding a fire somewhere and only decided to share it now.
“sokka—” you start, but it comes out a little weaker than intended.
he hums, like he’s satisfied with the reaction, and gently rubs his thumbs along your cheeks.
“you’re still cold,” he sighs. “let me warm you up. it’s my duty.”
“duty as what? my boyfriend?” you mumble, then immediately take it back. “actually— yeah. it is your duty,” you add quickly, scoffing as you lean into his warmth anyway.
sokka only grins, bright and smug.
you barely take a step before your footing falters. anyone else might’ve missed it. but your strategic boyfriend doesn’t.
his hand tightens around yours instantly. “whoa, hey.”
you try to brush it off, but your balance is still off, your body not quite trusting what’s beneath you. or rather… what isn’t. he studies you for half a second, then huffs like he’s just confirmed something obvious.
“babe. you’re done.”
“pfft— what?”
“you’re wobbling. like a baby penguin. come on.”
you glare, but it loses all its effect when you nearly tip again. “it’s— it’s the sickness from flying not from…”
you decide to shut up because you don’t even believe your own words.
sokka’s guiding—well, steering—you across the room, hands firm on your shoulders.
you groan, “sokka—”
“nuh uh. no complaints. i’m being a good boyfriend right now, remember? you said it’s my duty.”
you regret ever saying that. you’ll know he’ll be bringing it up forever.
he leads you over to his bed—layers of soft, thick furs piled up. he sits you down like you’re fragile and might shatter if he’s too rough. which honestly, yeah, that’s what you feel like right now.
you sink into the furs instantly, letting out sound of surprise at how soft they are. it melts his heart.
before you can even process it, he’s already pulling more furs over you with a noise of adoration, tucking them around your shoulders, your sides—everywhere. like he’s building a cocoon around you.
“awww, there you go,” he says, sounding entirely too pleased with himself. “nice and bundled.”
and then, because apparently that’s not enough—he climbs in right after you.
“what are you doing?”
“what does it look like i’m doing?” he says, already settling in, pulling the furs up around both of you. “shared body heat. very efficient.”
“hmph.”
he shifts closer, with a smile, arms wrapping around you again, but more purposefully this time.
“aww… you’re still cold,” he coos softly, voice dropping into something unbearably gentle. “poor thing.”
your face burns.
“stop talking like that,” you mutter, trying and failing to sound annoyed.
“like what?” he teases, brushing his hand along your arm. “i’m just concerned about my girlfriend freezing like a popsicle.”
“it’s your fault! you didn’t even warn me it would be this cold,” you complain, huddling closer without thinking.
“okay, in my defense, this is like… sweater weather for me.”
your eyes nearly boggle out of your eyes.
“sweater weather?”
he shrugs, unapologetic. “what? it’s not that bad.”
cocky bastard.
you make a noise of pure disbelief, burying your face deeper into the furs. into him, maybe. not that you’d admit how warm he feels.
“you’re crazy,” you mumble.
he laughs. ugh. you love that laugh. sokka tightens his arms around you, “well, this crazy guy here is still the one that’s keeping you warm.”
“hmph.”
sokka can’t help but laugh again. he loves when you get all huffy and puffy. you hate that he’s right. but you hate it a lot less when you stop shivering.
a comfortable silence settles in after that—broken only by the quiet of wind outside and the soft sounds of breathing.
you don’t even realize how much you’ve relaxed until your grip on his tunic loosens, your once ice like body finally thawing out piece by piece.
sokka’s hand absentmindedly traces slow circles along your arm.
you could fall asleep like this.
but then the flap to the tent swings open.
“okay, what is—”
you jolt upright.
katara stands in the doorway, mouth dropping, staring at the two of you tangled up in furs like she’s just walked into something she definitely did not ask to see.
your entire face goes hot.
you scramble, sitting up a little straighter, offering her an awkward, apologetic look. “sorry—”
“hey what’s that look for?” sokka cuts in immediately, not bothering to move an inch, arm still firmly around you. “i’m keeping your future sister in law from dying. you’re welcome.”
your brain short circuits.
future what?
you make a small, strangled noise, eyes widening as your face somehow gets even hotter.
“sokka!” you hiss, trying to elbow him, which doesn’t really work when you’re still pressed to him.
“anyway, we’re gonna be a while,” he adds, way too casually. he grins, completely unfazed, wiggling his brows at her.
katara’s face twists.
“oh. that’s—” she makes a dramatic gagging sound, turning away. “that’s disgusting.”
“you’re the one who walked in without even asking!” sokka retorts. “this is on you!”
“i didn’t expect to see this! i was going to tell you gran gran was looking for you guys but now i’m going to bleach my eyes.”
you cover your cheeks with your hands. “i’m so sorry.”
katara points at sokka without even looking at him. “you’re insufferable.”
“as if you and aang aren’t the same! all we’re going is cuddling in private! not even pda.” he shoots back.
“whatever! i’m leaving. please stay in here. both of you.”
“gladly. but tell gran gran i’m just warming y/n up!” he calls.
she grunt and zips the tent back up with a little more force than necessary.
“she’s so dramatic.”
“future sister in law?” you mumble at the same time.
he lets out a hum absentmindedly, like he doesn’t see the problem at all, resting his chin lightly against your head. he shifts when you don’t respond, “yeah?”
you still don’t know what to say.
his fingers tilt your chin up so you’re looking at him.
your brows furrow. “are you serious?”
sokka looks confused that you’re confused.
“i mean, of course i am,” he starts, totally calm, “katara and aang are already married.” he gestures vaguely, “so… we’re next, right?”
your heart begins pounding in your chest.
“i mean— not to rush you!” he adds quickly, “no pressure. but like… i like you. a lot. you know that. and i figured, eventually, right?”
you will your heart to behave.
you gulp. “sokka…”
he exhales shakily but still looks much too composed compared to you. a moment passes and uncertainty grows inside him, suddenly aware he might’ve said too much too fast.
“hey— shoot. you don’t have to say anything. i’m sorry. i’m not trying to freak you out.”
that helps. kind of. your hands are still clutching the furs like they’re the only thing keeping you anchored.
you take in a big breath, still trying to calm yourself down.
you try your best to get the words out but it takes a whole minute.
“no… um… i’d like that, sokka. it just caught me off guard,” you manage finally, voice small. “someday. maybe… soon?”
the second the words leave your mouth, his expression changes. his eyes widen a fraction, like it takes a second to process that you actually meant it.
and then his ears go red.
fast.
“wait,” you say, still a little shaky but suddenly more aware, “are you— are you blushing?”
“no,” he responds instantly.
you squint at him, a smile tugging at your lips.
he coughs into his hand. “i am not blushing. it’s just a little hot in here.”
you sit up a little more, and yep. he’s definitely blushing. a tinge of red is creeping up onto his cheeks the more you stare at him.
you can’t help but giggle.
“sokka!”
why was he so damn cute?
he looks away for half a second, then back at you, trying very hard to recover his usual smugness and failing.
“you can’t just say that,” he mutters.
“you were the one who started it!”
“well, yeah,” he says, rubbing the back of his neck. “but i didn’t think you’d actually agree like that.”
you grin up at him, unconsciously leaning into him again.
“of course i would. i like you a lot, too.”
sokka groans, pulling you closer. he’s still red and visibly flustered—but he’s smiling big because he can’t help himself.
“yeah?” he repeats, like he needs to hear it again just to believe it. his brows lift a little, stll red in the face. “you like me a lot too?”
you roll your eyes but don’t move away.
“yes, sokka. this wouldn’t me the 6th year of us dating if i didn’t like you. keep up.”
that earns a breathy laugh out of him as he pulls you in a much tighter like that answer unlocked something in his brain.
“okay,” he says quickly, trying to act normal. “okay, cool. good. great. yep.”
you laugh right in his face, “stop being so cute.”
his voice grows high pitched, “shut up. no i’m not!”
“yes you areee,” you sing.
“ugh.”
he stops trying to argue with words and goes straight for you. his hands come up to your face, thumbs brushing along your cheeks because he always knows exactly how to shut you up.
when you pout petulantly, his thumbs graze your lips.
but then a gasp jolts you out of the reverie.
“why are your lips still cold?” he asks, offended. “i thought i fixed that.”
you groan. “you’re so annoying, sokka.”
“whatever. this is unacceptable.”
“sokka—”
he doesn’t let you finish.
he kisses you without hesitation.
you let out an embarrassing noise of surprise against his lips. he immediately deepens the kiss as you part your mouth.
damn him. even after six years, he never fails to make your stomach erupt into butterflies. sokka lets out a satisfied sound against your lips af your reaction, not even bothering to hide it.
his grip cupping your face tightens just slightly. not rough, of course, just more certain.
the kiss grows messier by a mile, soft groans and wet lips echoing throughout the tent. your hands tangle into his tied up hair, pulling out both hair ties of his signature updo so you can rake your hands through his locks.
sokka’s breath catches, and this time he pulls back enough to exhale a quiet, breathy laugh against you. it’s warm, almost disbelieving, like he can’t believe this is his life.
and he has no complaints whatsoever.
his lips never leave your skin, pressing kisses along your jaw, your cheek, your chin. you shiver—not from the cold this time—tilting your head back to give him access when his warm mouth find your neck.
his hand slides down from your cheek, trailing along your shoulder. then your arm, then your side, until it lands on your thigh.
a soft, strangled noise leaves your mouth. his mouth brushes along the spot where your collarbone meets your neck, kissing a sensitive spot that makes your thighs clench involuntarily.
“sokka…” you sigh. you’re lost in the pleasure of each kiss when he pulls away to look back at you.
“yeah?”
you only shake your head, pulling him back in by tugging the roots of his soft hair.
he lets out a noise that brings butterflies to your stomach, before pressing his lips back to yours.
the next kiss is hungry and desperate. he rolls to cage you in before his hands grip at your thighs, pulling them up around his waist. it brings your body flush against his, and the friction has him groaning against your lips.
his fingers grip your waist tightly, and with immense ease, he flips you both over.
now you’re straddling him, out of breath, the furs tangled around your waist.
“mmh your lips are finally warm now…”
you only whine, annoyed that he’s bringing this up again and more turned on than you should be. he lets out a smug chuckle at the noise knowing exactly what he does to you.
your legs are trembling. the friction against his hardening length driving you crazy.
you pull back from the kiss, trying to catch your breath and restrain yourself. “i hate you.”
“you definitely love me,” he grins.
“mhm…”
you’re too far gone to be in charge of anything that comes out of your mouth.
he lets out another breathy laugh at the unconscious admission. he rolls his hips up against yours, letting you feel exactly how you’re affecting him.
you let out something dangerously close to a moan.
“yeah?” he presses another kiss to your jaw. “say it again.”
you blink through hazy eyes, “say what?”
his thumbs dig into your waist gently, eyes dark with want.
“say you love me,” he murmurs, breath hot against your lips. “because i love you. so much it’s kinda stupid.”
his grin is crooked, his cheeks suddenly red again.
your pulse skips.
you gulp, the 3 lettered phrase you want to say back heavy on your tongue.
“i love you too, sokka.”
his entire face softens, grip loosening. it’s almost like he’s hearing you say it out loud for the first time again.
“say it again,” he breathes.
you roll your eyes.
“i love you.”
he doesn’t even try to hide the way his breath hitches this time. his hands slide up to cradle your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks like he's memorizing the moment.
“cool,” he whispers. voice embarrassingly shaky. “good to know.”
you burst out laughing.
“oh my god,” you wheeze, falling forward against his chest. “you’re ridiculous.”
he hugs you tight, laughing into your hair—blushing profusely and holding you like you’re everything.
“shut up,” he mutters, voice muffled against your hair. “you’re the one who made me all mushy.”
you tilt your head up, grinning. “i didn’t make you anything. this is all you, sokka.”
he scoffs but doesn’t deny it. instead, he pulls the furs tighter around you both and settles back into the bed with a contented sigh—your body curled perfectly into his side.
“hey,” you say softly after a beat.
“hmm?”
“shouldn’t i introduce myself to your grandmother now?”
he groans dramatically.
“that can wait till tomorrow, princess.”
“no it can’t! you don’t want your grandmother to have a bad first impression of her future daughter in law, do you?”
his lips part and he lets out a heavy breath.
“oh shit. don’t say that. i’m gonna get hard again.”
“sokka!!”
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so i finally finished writing something after a month of not posting anything!! i’m sorry i keep doing this i swear i wanna be more consistent😓 also i was planning to finish the zuko fic you guys voted for first, but my brain vomited this heheh
Summary: Reader has bad cramps so Zuko turns into a personal heating pad (inspo from my own period cramps and @arfemiz)
Zuko x fem reader (reader is on her period)
Warnings: None, FLUFF! (not my best work)
All of the hot tea that swirls in your stomach cannot even stand a chance against your cramps. You consumed everything warm in sight, but that just led your guts to bloat and rebel against your wishes.
The covers tucked right above your head, leaving no space for a crack that could leak out all of your warm.
You have faced many evil threats and dealt with them no problem, but when it comes to something your own body conjures up against you - you couldn’t help but feel defeated. Your canines found the soft flesh of your lips, chewing and biting on them hard to hush the blow of the groans that dared to slip past. Wanting everything and anything to stop the pain, you still refused to be a bother.
Clamping your palms over your mouth to stop the small squeaky whines - of course your bloating had betrayed you. Seeming almost more monsterous and gutteral than a beast, came a massive (and loud) throe of your stomach obviously trying to rat you out.
Dang it.
The darkness of your coccoon was decimated with the light seeping into the cracks. Zuko had carefully peeled away the blanket, leaving you like those bugs you find after lifting a rock.
"did the tea work?" Zuko asked in a low voice, obviously knowing the answer to that as you groaned and turned away in response.
You could see behind those gold eyes that he was proposing something.
"My love, where does it hurt?"
You slowly guided his already warm palm to your lower abdomen, sighing at his natural body warmth, even though he didn’t even start heating up.
Zuko narrowed his eyes to concentrate all of those years spent mastering fire bending to use it for something soft like this. Usually his fire is only meant to scorch those who deserved to burn with a higher temperature than hell's flames. But for you, his usual burning bushfire softened into but a tiny flame atop a candle wick. As his heat seeps atop your lower abdomen, your aching muscles relax and melt like candle wax. Your guts that used to be screaming unintelligible profanity now laid to rest as you placed your palm atop his.
"Mmm, thanks Zu', I love you" You mumbled in the state of bliss.
His plush lips graced your cheek in a small appreciative peck.
Only you got to see his meltingly warm soft side, beyond the ash and flame.
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Author's notes: It's been a while since I wrote because of how busy I have been - so thank you for waiting around for another fanfic. Anyways, when I saw that the new ATLA movie was LEAKED I had to write for it (prayers to the animators though). Plus, I had to write for Zuko because DAMN those edits keep popping up on my for you page…
Gotta strike while the iron's hot fr.
Aight, thanks for reading - a Zoro x reader fic will come soon as well.
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TUMBLR FICS
toph's older!sister x firelord! zuko by @marcespeaks
synopsis : in which your little sister, toph, is trying so hard to make you and firelord!zuko get along despite your obvious differences (for the sake of the gaang, of course, because toph has never had ulterior motives). and toph will do anything to get her way, absolutely anything.
notes : yes give me 14 of em but no seriously this was so so sweet and lovely ahhh
silent treatment by @emmyc0z
synopsis : zuko frequently leaves to adventure with the gaang, but when you have your first child your concern for his safety grows and so does your feelings of neglect. another letter from aang leads to a fight, and a long week of silence for zuko.
notes : who doesn't love some good old angst <3 (even if it lowkey hurts )
fire lilies by @leviousshishine
synopsis : being born with no power sucks. But as an unmarried noble woman, you still had a duty to get married. So you left your home and went to the palace, where the test for multiple women began. Who will be the Firelord’s Firelady?
notes : this is so interesting and i am so sat for this omlllll
Rose Garden Dreams; Torn At The Seams by @yenayaps
synopsis : contrary to popular belief, the fire lord can't have everything he wants. however, even he’d admit that what he wanted was troublesome in itself, which is why he forces himself to be okay with having you by his side as his advisor.
notes : this is everything to me atm, go read this if u have not already asappp!!!!!
hair troubles by @fawnindawn [ ♡ ]
synopsis : firelord zuko's hair is a mess after a mission with team avatar. his disheveled appearance sparks concern—but his refusal for any help reveals that the only person he allows to take care of his hair... is you.
notes : cute fluff heheheh love this <3
secrets still kept by @whatsup124u
synopsis : The gaang realized there’s some…tension between you and Zuko, and what are good friends for if not setting you two up? What they don’t realize is that you and Zuko have been together for years.
notes : i LOVE LOVE fics like these so cutesy !
THE FIRE LORD'S GARDENER CAN'T BE THIS CUTE by @kafeiin [ ♡ ]
synopsis : sent from the earth kingdom as a gesture of peace, you arrive at the fire nation with every intent to fulfill your duty of restoring the royal palace gardens. what you didn’t prepare for was the fire lord’s routine visits. you assume it’s to manage his suspicions. he assumes it’s to observe your progress. neither of you are correct. and falling in love was never the plan.
notes : so soft and adorable!!!!
untitled drabble by @selenechronicles
synopsis : what it would be like dating zuko <3
notes : this one is so real and so #me.
firelord zuko and his wife by @lovergirl-coffee
synopsis : when you, The Fire Lady, rescue your husband from a late night meeting and steal him back to your chambers..when you, The Fire Lady, rescue your husband from a late night meeting and steal him back to your chambers..
notes : fluff pls yes. i love u husband zuko.
firelord zuko and his royal advisor by @/lovergirl-coffee [ ♡ ]
synopsis : when avatar aang’s letter accidentally outs firelord zuko’s feelings for his royal advisor.
notes : omg this was so freaking cute and sweet and i love this sm so glad there are many parts to thiss
baby, come back to me! by @yn2ko
synopsis : After FireLord Zuko accidentally snaps at you, his wife, you start to pull away from him and give him the silent treatment until he finally realizes he's been neglecting you.
notes : make him grovel, i love grovelling <3 personally all men should have to grovel but it's zuko so i forgive him ig.....
scale of attraction by @/fawnindawn
synopsis : zuko's straight-forwardness in appreciating the attractive qualities of the lone stranger saved by aang has you curious on whether you could get him to spill on what he thinks of you. (no major movie spoilers)
notes : YES. this was one of the first fic i read after i saw zuko all over my feed the first time and i got even more obsessed <3
heartburn by @writingmeraki
synopsis : in which, you underestimated just how deeply you still felt for the hot-headed fire lord. ( or where you're both idiots and you've finally gotten a potential chance. )
notes : urm 😃😆😅
BETWEEN PLANS AND PROMISES by @uhmnoidontthinkso [ ♡ ]
sypnosis: You forgot that you didn’t just say yes to Zuko—you said yes to the Firelord. Now you’re stuck in wedding planning chaos, palace politics, and expectations you never asked for, all while trying to hold onto the pieces of your old life before they slip away completely.
notes : another cutesy fic and this was soo beautiful <3
burning crimson by @arfemiz
synopsis : you could wear the crown and speak the right words and smile at all the right moments; and still find yourself alone in a garden, wondering if loving the fire lord was ever supposed to feel this much like disappearing.
notes : soft zuko yes pls i need him.
5:36 by @seumyo
synopsis : reader and zuko are engaged
notes : hehe simply adorable.
SMAU FICS (mostly set in modern!au)
-> fyi : i read some of these long ago but being the smau lover i am, i wanted to rec it to those who also love smaus!
transferred by @atlabeth
synopsis : trying to run from your past is hard, but falling for your brother’s roommate is even harder. little do you know that he’s falling for you as well.
notes : vividly have small bits of memories of me reading this and ah even after all this time i still remember how much i loved this <3
lovers among us by @loversamongus
synopsis : just a group of friends gaming, vibing, and falling in love.
allergies by @patchofsunlight
synopsis : Y/N has no feelings for her best friend’s brother. In fact, she might just be allergic to him with how much she definitely doesn’t like him.
Beautiful Day to Save Lives by @zukoszukhoes
synopsis : lifeguard smau !
AO3 FICS
-> just a bit of a fyi : most of the AO3 and wattpad fics are teen!zuko unless stated otherwise so keep that in mind when you read :)
The Unpredictable Fire Queen by @/MizzGinger
synopsis : Fire Lord Zuko needed a wife, fast.
You were the least tolerable of the bunch, so why not?
He just didn't know what he was setting himself up for...
notes : i read this quite a long ago but i remember it being fun to read so reccomending it here! `
Just Some Tea by @/LetsHaveABlast
synopsis : You've been traveling with the Avatar for a while, but failed to ever be introduced to the firey prince that was tracking them down. So imagine your surprise when you're told the weird but cute tea shop employee that almost threatened your life, was actually the fire lord's son? Honestly, at the rate your life was going... you should've known.
notes : this was one of my fave fics i indulged in like 2-3 years ago when i had a random zuko phase!
Burning Love by @/shogami [ ♡ ]
synopsis : You're a female thief, enemy of the Fire Nation, and partially on friendly terms with the Earth Kingdom. Well, that is, until you teamed up with the former Prince Zuko, son of Fire Lord Ozai. After seeing that he had split up from his uncle, you decided to join him on his journey to Ba Sing Se, and a little romance forms during the trip.
notes : cute cute cute and a lovelyyy read <3
Everything Happens For a Reason by @/atlabeth
synopsis : As a servant in the Fire Nation, you’ve learned that life is often unfair. But as you venture through a tumultuous relationship with a certain prince, you come to realize a very tricky lesson: everything happens for a reason.
notes : ahhh loved this one sm!!!
i've seen your face underneath my dreams by @mangomonk
synopsis : Since the end of Hundred Years War seven years ago, Fire Lord Zuko has been isolated in the Fire Palace, fending off assassinations and mending the Fire Nation and its burnt bridges, all while putting off the Fire Sages' demands that he take a wife. When Iroh finally finds him a match, he reluctantly agrees to the marriage, with the expectation of never speaking to her again and sending her off to Ember Island.
It proves to be more difficult than he expects though, when he realizes that his new wife is as stubborn as a dragon moose.
notes : i love a good husband zuko fic hehehe check this one out <3!
WATTPAD FICS
Doubled Elements by @/draninator [ ♡ ] [ ♡ ]
synopsis : the story of the girl behind it all.
notes : wattpad in the big 26 🚬🚬🚬🚬🚬I CANNOT EMPHASIZE WHAT THIS FIC AWAKENED IN 14 YEAR OLD ME. IT WAS EVERYTHING TO HER. I feel like there are still people out there who would love this and i want them to discover this so <3
...and ofc i'll continue to update this as i read!...more to come!
You and aang have 3 kids and you’re pregnant with your fourth maybe 3-4months along and you’re a water bender, and then there’s a group of gangsters causing trouble in republic city and you and Aang are trying to defend as many people as you can before the police get there and one of the bad guys burn your son bumi while he’s trying to get his siblings to safety and the other bad guy grabs your daughter Tara and you immediately start bloodbending before Aang even notices what was happening all the gangsters drop to the ground since you weakened them and then you walked forward and warned them
“Don’t you ever touch my children ever again. Or I swear I will end you in a second”
☆Aang x Fem!reader. (in place of Katara lol) ☆Word Count: 1.1K ☆CW: Bloodbending, that's it ☆Summary: lets pretend we have an extra daughter named Tara. Reader is pregnant with Tenzin
Masterlist Aang masterlist
Defensive
The streets of Republic City were louder than usual. Shouting. Metal clanging. Fire cracking against stone.
You felt it before you fully saw it, the disruption in the water around you, the panic in the air. Your hand instinctively reached for Aang’s sleeve, but he was already moving, eyes scanning.
“Stay close,” he said, but the words were already too late because your children were ahead of you.
“Bumi wait!” you called, heart tightening.
Your son was already ushering his younger siblings back, putting himself between them and the chaos.
“Go! I’ve got you, just move!” the boy said as the gangsters laughed. One of them stepped forward, flames curling lazily around his fingers.
“Look at the little hero,” he sneered.
And then a burst of fire.
“Bumi!”
Your voice broke as he staggered back, pain flashing across his face, but even hurt, he turned, pushing his siblings behind him. Another one of them lunged forward, grabbing Tara by the arm and she screamed.
You didn’t think and didn’t wait for Aang. The water in the air stilled and your breathing slowed. And then you bent. Bloodbending. All at once, every single one of them dropped. Limbs locked, bodies collapsed to their knees like puppets with cut strings. The firebender’s flames vanished instantly, his hands trembling against his will.
You walked forward slowly, your eyes locked on them. You could feel every heartbeat. Every twitch. Every ounce of fear coursing through them. Good.
You stopped just a few feet away.
“Don’t you ever touch my children again.”
They collapsed fully this time, gasping, scrambling away, no longer brave enough to even look at you. Behind you, you heard Aang exhale.
“...You used it,” he said quietly.
You turned immediately, the fire in you dissolving into something softer, something urgent.
“Bumi come here, let me see.”
Your son tried to wave you off. “I’m fine, Mom.”
“You’re not fine,” you snapped, already kneeling, water gathering in your hands as you pressed it gently against his injury.
Tara clung to Aang now, still shaken, while Kya hovered close, wide-eyed. Aang watched you for a moment then he stepped closer, resting a hand on your shoulder.
Even after the gangsters scattered, even after the distant whistle of approaching officers echoed through Republic City, something lingered. You felt it in the water around you, how it trembled, unsettled, like it remembered what you had just done.
Your hands were still glowing faintly blue as you pressed them gently against Bumi’s side.
“Hold still,” you murmured.
“I am holding still,” he winced, though his voice carried that familiar stubborn edge. “It doesn’t even hurt that much.”
“It hurt enough,” you cut in softly.
The water pulsed, cool and steady, knitting skin, easing pain. You focused on healing, on something good, something clean. Not the way your veins had felt moments ago, heavy with control that didn’t belong to anyone.
Tara and Kya refused to let go of Aang. Her small fingers clutched tightly into his robes, face pressed into his side. “Is Bumi gonna be okay?” Tara whispered.
You swallowed, forcing your voice steady. “He will be.”
The last of the burn faded beneath your hands. You let the water fall away in soft droplets, your fingers lingering for just a second longer than necessary.
“Done,” you said.
Bumi straightened slowly, testing it, then gave a small nod. “Told you I was fine.”
You almost smiled but instead, you pulled him into you without warning. He stiffened just for a second before melting into it.
“I had it handled,” he mumbled into your shoulder.
“I know,” you whispered back. “I know you did.”
By the time the officers arrived, the danger was gone. Statements were taken. Questions were asked. You let Aang do most of the talking. You stayed with the kids.
Counting them again and again.
One. Two. Three.
By the time you got home the city lights filtered softly through the windows, casting long shadows across the floor. The children were quiet and tired in that deep, bone-heavy way that only came after fear.
Tara didn’t want to sleep alone. So you let them all pile into one room, blankets tangled, soft whispers fading into slow, steady breathing.
You found Aang outside. The night air was cool, brushing gently against your skin as you stepped onto the balcony. He stood near the edge, hands resting lightly on the railing, gaze lifted toward the sky. He didn’t turn when you approached.
“I was wondering how long it would take you,” he said quietly.
You leaned beside him, mirroring his posture, and for a while, neither of you spoke. The city hummed below.
“I didn’t hesitate,” you said finally. Your voice sounded strange to your own ears.
“I know.” Aang’s fingers tightened slightly against the railing.
“I just saw her,” you continued, swallowing hard. “I saw him grab her and I couldn’t…”
Your breath hitched. “I couldn’t risk being too late.”
“You weren’t,” Aang said gently. “You saved them.”
“But I used it.”
Aang exhaled slowly, turning fully toward you now.
“When I was younger,” he said, “I believed some lines should never be crossed. No matter what.”
You let out a quiet, humorless laugh. “And now?”
He was quiet for a moment.
“Now I think… it’s not that simple.”
You frowned slightly, searching his face. “That doesn’t sound like you.”
“It didn’t use to,” he admitted.
His gaze drifted past you, toward the room where your children slept.
“But I wasn’t a father then.”
“I felt it,” you said softly. “When I did it.”
Aang’s eyes flickered back to yours.
“It didn’t feel wrong,” you continued, your voice dropping. “Not at that moment and that scares me.”
“It should,” he said gently, reaching for your hand, grounding you.
“Power like that… it’s dangerous,”
“Then what if I use it again?” you asked. “What if next time it’s easier?”
Aang didn’t answer right away. He lifted your hand, brushing his thumb lightly across your knuckles.
“Then we make sure you’re not facing that moment alone.”
“That’s not a real answer.”
“It’s the only honest one I have.”
“You protected our children,” he said. “And then you stopped.”
“I wanted to do more than stop,” you admitted.
“I know.” Aang didn’t look surprised.
Silence stretched between you again and after a moment, he pulled you gently into him. You went without resisting, resting your head against his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat.
“I don’t want to become someone they’re afraid of,” you whispered.
“You won’t,” he said.
“You don’t know that.”
“I know you.” He tilted his head slightly, resting it against yours.
Your fingers curled into the fabric of his robes. “I’d do it again,” you said quietly.
Aang’s arms tightened around you just slightly. “I know,” he murmured.
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