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𑣲⋆ pairing: zuko x fem! reader
✮⋆˙ summary: raising a child was harder than you thought it would be, but lucky for you, zuko is an understanding husband
𖹭.ᐟ warning(s): a bit of angst near the end but theres comfort by urs truly, fluff time
12 hours.
you haven't been asleep for 12 hours.
your duty as the fire lady is hectic by itself, but to balance it as a mother now has got you heavily sleep deprived.
izumi lay asleep in your arms after countless attempts to put her to sleep, and you stood to place her back in her crib.
you lay her down carefully and tucked her blanket over her—a battlefield for mothers—and suddenly, she started stirring like she was about to cry again. you started rocking her crib and cooed 'mommy's here, it's okay' all over her, and finally, after a few grumbles, she settled down.
you stared at her anxiously for a moment, ready to cradle her back in your arms if she started looking for you again, but thankfully, she remained asleep in her crib. you heaved a sigh of relief for the umpteenth time now. hopefully, that would be the last attempt.
slowly, you backed away from the crib and walked towards your bed—a sight that never failed to make you happy—and gracefully, flopped down. you stared at the ceiling for a moment before closing your eyes and praying to the heavens to let you finally sleep. but you knew by the next hour, you would hear the wails of your daughter.
a beat passes. you're slowly drifting off to dreamland when you hear the door creak a bit too loudly for your liking. you chose to ignore it.
you could hear heavy thuds of footsteps; your eyebrow twitched, but still chose not to get up.
then a loud thump followed by an 'ow!' echoed, and your eyes snapped open.
"dear, could you please be quiet?!" you whisper-shouted.
lo and behold, it was your ever-so-graceful husband, zuko, who quickly apologized with a pained look. you closed your eyes back again, while you could hear some rustling of clothes before feeling a dip in the bed beside you. warm, toned arms pulled you into an embrace and a kiss landed on your forehead.
"how's izumi?" he whispered, tracing the noticeable swell under your eyes. "asleep" you murmured. he hummed in response and just started peppering you with kisses. normally, it would make you feel all giddy and excited, but the loud smack of his kisses makes you feel wary of the sound waking izumi up.
"could you please kiss me quietly?"
"is that even possible?"
"then, stop kissing me."
if you had your eyes open, you would see how he looked offended right now. "so now it's a crime to show my love to my wife?"
"it's a crime to be this loud."
after a few hushed bickering, both of you just stopped to sleep.
a minute passes…then a few…until it was almost an hour for the scheduled cry.
as if your body knew when your daughter would cry, you woke up and just right on time, you could hear the loud cries of your daughter.
you groaned and zuko seemed to stir awake from your daughter as well. when will you ever get to have a proper sleep?
"i'll go take care of her." you moved to get off the bed, but zuko's arms around you tightened. "no, you can go back to sleep. i'll take care of her." noting how his tired eyes mirror yours, you insisted. "no, i'll take care of her".
leaving no room for argument, you quickly got up and picked izumi up from her crib.
"it's okay now…" you rocked her in your arms, mindlessly humming a melody while your eyes grew tired by the minute. time has passed and you've been rocking her for a while now, but she still wouldn't stop crying. "izumi, mommy's here…" you heaved a frustrated sigh. she continued to wail louder and louder, and even started squirming and you've grown irritated at this point that you hadn't noticed your voice grew louder too. "izumi, why won't you li—"
a hand came up behind you, startling you. it was zuko. you hadn't noticed he got up from the bed.
"hey, you alright?" he had a worried look.
you sighed, rubbing your eyes. "i'm fine." he looked at you for a moment; it's obvious he doesn't believe you.
he soothed your back in silence, watching izumi squirm and cry. his gaze settled to yours, noting your irritated yet tired look. "here, let me." you shook your head, "it's okay, I can do it. you have a lot of things to do tomorrow." izumi seemed to disagree as she started thrashing and wailing as if she didn't want to be in your arms. "izumi—" zuko could feel that you were about to explode.
he called your name. "she' can feel you, you know." you turned to look at him, eyebrows furrowed. "she's scared of you." zuko extended his arms out in silent invitation. you were reluctant for a moment, but you were tired of trying to figure her out, so you handed her over to him. he started slowly swaying her in his arms, littering her little face with kisses. "hush now, izumi, let your mother sleep now."
you watched them, noticing how her loud cries died down to sobs. zuko smiled down at her, wiping the tears streaming down her cheeks. your heart felt heavy yet lifted at the sight, the feeling of blue starting to creep up to you. now you can't believe you almost lashed out on her.
are you really a good mother for izumi?
zuko noticed the doubtful look you had, and as if he knew what you were thinking, he kissed your forehead like he was silencing your thoughts. "hey, you're a great mother." you looked at him, your eyes felt prickly. his other arm pulled you in for an embrace while the other was holding your daughter, "and a loving wife I could ever ask for."
his words made you feel even more emotional as you felt your mouth quivering, tears building up in your eyes. your daughter looked at you curiously with those amber eyes that resembled zuko's while you sniffled on your husband's chest, her stubby arms reaching out and tapping your shoulders.
you noticed and leaned in to kiss her arms softly making izumi giggle with her gummy smile out. zuko grabbed her chubby hand and patted them on your cheek, while speaking with an obnoxious high-pitched voice, "sorry for waking you up, mama." you smiled at him in humor.
feeling that you seemed to calm down, he gently held your hand and lead you back to your shared bed. he laid izumi down between the two of you, tucking her with her blanket. you watched him hum her to sleep, his hand caressing her dark baby hairs.
is it possible to fall in love with him all over again?
both of you watched her go to sleep as you properly tucked her sprawled limbs underneath the blanket. zuko looked at you for a moment and whispered, "are you alright now?" you hummed in response, whispering a thanks to you. afraid to wake izumi up, you felt that you hadn't expressed your gratitude enough so you smothered every part of his face with your kisses, to which he wholeheartedly accepted. once again, you're remined yourself how much of a blessing it was to marry zuko as you continued to pepper kisses on his face.
…
"......could you please kiss me quietly?"
"oh, shut up."
and for what felt so long, you finally get to sleep feeling loved by your own family.
author's note: bye i just reread it im so sorry the pacing is ass, i literally just wrote this in a rush for mother's day which btw, happy mother's day everyone !! i wanted to highlight mothers' struggles n appreciate their strength but i captured it horribly gosh i suck writing angst cuz wdym it was suddenly okay??? time to suffer in uni before i get to even post my zuko songfic
credits: @uzmacchiato for the lovely gold divider
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-you and jake have been best friends for years much to the displeasure of everyone who has ever been around you two. Even in your new lives you both remain insufferable.
word count: 2.4k
warnings: body shaming (jake calls reader 'tubby' once, they both call each other ugly)
a/n: this was supposed to be a small drabble but then i unfortunately started writing exposition…
kinda part 2: The kids are watching
You knew from the second you laid eyes on him, when he walked into the barracks with all that young bull swagger and an annoying smirk, that he was someone that would get on your nerves.
You weren't wrong. You just never expected that his sully charm would reel you in regardless.
You quickly became inseparable assholes together. You two were practically joined at the hip, eating side by side in the canteen every single day, and periodically landing yourselves in trouble with your childish arguments which often lead to toilet scrubbing and endless pushups. There was a time when you both had goofed off a little too much which led to the whole team having to clean the barracks with nothing but toothbrushes. Everyone hated you both for that.
When you first met Tommy, he joked that you were more Jake's twin that him.
"Maybe we were switched at birth" he had laughed.
Unfornately, unlike Jake who quickly fell into the disciplined marine life, following orders was never your strong suite. You often talked back to superiors, unable to withstand what you viewed to be unfair treatment. It was never your dream to join the miltary, you were just following the path that was expected of you. So it was no surprise to anyone when you had been discharged within the year for your inability to adapt.
Graciously, Tommy had taken you under his wing, introducing you to the avatar training program when you had nothing and no one to fall back onto. You never considered yourself someone who had an interest in space but there was something about pandora that callled to you. You had trained more rigourously for this than for anything you ever had before, spending sleepless night studying na'vi and reading most of grace augustines books detailing flora and fauna.
You and Jake kept in touch throughout. you wrote letters back and forth where he would tease you for being a science puke now. Your bond was still strong even when life got busy.
And when Jake was discharged after losing his legs, you did your best to be there for him, trying to keep some sense of normalcy in his life. You never tiptoed around him. Something he would later tell you he appreciated. You never treated him like he was a broken man. Because even under all the grief and the lack of legs, he was still just plain old Jake Sully.
After Tommy's death, you both had somehow gotten impossibly closer.
Life on Pandora with Jake had reminded you of your early days together where you both were nothing but a headache for everyone around.
Grace had looked you both over that first time and clutched her head as if just the sight of you both was enough to bring on tension aches. You remebered how she turned away, arguing about how she didn't need reckless marines. You atleast had the log hours to prove some worth.
She had little patient for Jake, let alone the both of you together, especially when you riled each other up with playful jabs and petty squables. There were times where Jake would jump you while in his avatar, taking full advatange of his newfound strenght. Your miltary training would kick in and you reciprocated tenfold.
Grace had threatened to send you both back to earth.
During your first mission together, you shouldn't have been surprised that Jake had mangaed to separate you both from the group—he had always been reckless—and then got you captured by the omatikaya. In that time you both became students under the chief's daughter and the future leader, Neytiri and Tsu'tey, much to their chagrin.
You would not describe them as patient teachers. Not at first at least. Neytiri was aggressive. Quick to annoy. She would often insult both you and Jake and would smack him when he did something wrong. But under all that irritation was a girl skilled in her ways of life. Despite her initial protests, Neytiri never skipped a day of lessons. She taught you like you were children now learning to live in your body. In a sense you were. And while you had more experience in your avatar than Jake, you still struggled at times. She never went beyond what you were ready for. She remained steady and reliable. And soon she became a friend.
Tsu'tey was a different story. He was hardened and set in his ways. A stubborn man who once he made up his mind was hard to shake. From the second he laid eyes on you two he decided you both were better off dead. That you were nothing but a threat to the forest and it's people. He was more unforgiving in his training. He fought like you were a supposed to know every step and when to dodge. He hissed insults every chance he got. When you stumbled, when your feet land wrong, when your breathing was too loud.
He reminded you too much of the sergeants during your training days. This lead to you often pushing back on his aggressiveness. You both were always at each others throats.
Eventually that tension would grow and change shape until it became something that was hard to describe. Touches became softer and words became less minced, and his patience grew with time. Not largely, just enough for you to notice.
It finally came to head after the great war.
Tsu'tey was gravely injured and had spent days in the tsahik's tent. Jake, who was already mated with Neytiri, would nudge you with a grin on his face everytime he caught you hovering over the sleeping na'vi. You refused to leave his side, too anxious at his state, even though you never admitted it out loud.
When he finally woke, you both had mated under the eye of eywa, no longer able to deny the affection that you held for each other.
Jake had teased you relentlessly the next morning. You punched him square in the chest, forcing him to double over.
Even now, a year later, your relationship hadn't changed.
"Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow!"
Jake clawed at your hands that pulled on strands of his hair.
"Still think I'm weak?" You grunted
You and Jake had been fishing in a nearby stream, filling baskets with enough to feed the clan at dinner. When it was time to haul the fish back to the clan, you, having spent most of your time with your newborn baby boy instead of keeping up with training, had struggled with lifting one of the baskets. And Jake with all his stupidity, decided that it was a good idea to poke fun at you. "Getting a little tubby, huh?"
Not the brightest thing to say to a new mother, especially if that mother was you.
The second the comment left him, you fully dropped the basket and tackled him to the ground, resorting to petty tricks like hair pulling.
"Apologize!!" You hissed, fingers unyielding around his dreads.
Jake despite the pain in his scalp said nothing. All he let out was pained yells.
At his silence you wrapped your legs around his neck.
"Ugk—"Jake choked. He tried the pry you off of him, digging his nails into your skin. You didn't waver. "Hel—help!!" He cried out slapping at your calves "Someone! Anyone!" Yet no one came even as his face turned purple.
Across the trees, within clan grounds, Neytiri and Tsu'tey sat together, each with a baby strapped to their chest. Their ears twitched at the familiar voice pleading for his life but neither made a move. They remained where they were, preparing spices for tonight's meal but the yelling continued.
Tsu'tey blinked " Your mate is calling"
Neytiri adjusted the starp on her shoulder "He will be fine"
And with that, they went back to work.
As long as their idiotic mates didn't wake the babies, they did not care.
"Tsaya" you cooed at your baby boy. He wiggled on his back, tiny arms reaching for you.
Next to you was Jake, who was bouncing a whiny Neteyam.
You glanced at him out the corner of your eye "You're doing it wrong"
"What?" He turned to you, hand on Neteyam's head "No, i'm not"
You just raised your brows with pursed lips and went back playing with a laughing Tsaya.
Jake stared at you, fighting the urge to give in and ask. He failed.
"What could I possibly be doing wrong?" He said with an attitude more suited to an angsty teenage girl.
"Oh so now you want my help?"
"Just tell me"
You hummed "I don't know. You were kinda rude. Maybe if you said please.."
He deadpanned. "Nevermind"
But Neteyam didn't stop fussing.
You rolled your eyes and sighed. "You are too aggressive Sully. Sway, don't bounce like a maniac. Have you learned anything from Neytiri"
He scoffed but listened anyway.
And finally Neteyam calmed.
Eventually both boys were fast asleep and so you placed them in side by side baby baskets.
Jake raised a brow at you, having felt your eyes on the side of his head.
Your eyes widened, urging him for something
"What do you want?" He asked
"Seriously?" You huffed in disbelief "You are so ungrateful"
"What?
"I mean it's my bad for expecting anything from you" You turned away
"oh my—"
You cut him off "Like, would it kill you to say thank you at least once? But I guess your ego can't handle admitting that I'm a better parent than you"
"Excuse me??"
You swiveled to face him again, hands on your hips "You heard me"
"You are not better than me. and—and I was a father longer than you were a mother" he argued
"By a few months!"
"Still counts"
" At least I can get a baby to stop crying" Your tail whipped at his leg.
"Oh please, Tsaya cries more than Neteyam. Probably 'cause he has to see your face everyday" He caught your tail and tugged sharply.
Before you knew it, you both were rolling around on the floor like two wild animals.
"Tiyawn—"
Tsu'tey was cut off by the sight of Jake trapping you in a headlock.
He suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion roll over his body as he stood in the kelku opening.
He glanced back, deciding whether to leave you both or to drag you apart. He choose to separate you two when he saw you open your jaw wide, no doubt with the intention of biting the skin off of Jake's forearm. His resulting yell would surely wake the babies.
"That is enough." He said firmly as if scolding children. It was only then did you two notice his presence. You both blinked at him stupidly. He sighed, stepping forward and physically yanking you from Jake's grip.
"Must you two always act like children?"
Jake got up, dusting himself off. You, whose arm was still gripped by Tsu'teys hand, looked up. It was a face Tsu'tey had seen countless times since meeting you. It was not a look of shame, but rather one that told him you were going defend yourself regardless of what the truth was.
"It's his fault" Your arm shot out in Jake's direction. Jake's jaw dropped at your audacity. "He should learn manners. Maybe then i wouldn't have teach him any"
Jake scoffed "That's rich coming from you"
Tsu'tey's thumb and forefinger came up to squeeze the bridge of his nose. "I do not care who started it. If you must behave like fools, do it away from the children"
Neither of you argued.
Neytiri gently washed Neteyam in the stream as Jake hovered next to her doing nothing but watch.
"He's always so calm when you bathe him. When I do it, I end up the one covered in water" he said
She thumbed away at a speck of dirt on Neteyam's cheek "That is because he thinks it is playtime when you do it"
"Huh…well I guess it's a win he thinks i'm fun"
A laugh sounded " How'd you know his splashing isn't because he wants to get away from you?"
Jake's tail flicked.
The corner of Neytiri's mouth twitched. He saw.
"Don't encourage her" He said
"I did not say anything" Neytiri reasoned, scooping up some water and letting it fall on Neteyam's hair.
Tsu'tey called "Tiyawn, do not start. You will rile up the boys"
"What..I'm just saying" You shrugged before washing Tsaya's hair as Tsu'tey held him up.
Jake focused his attention on his son "You like papa, don't you boy?" he cooed "Yes, you do. Your aunt is just a meanie" Neteyam clapped at him. "Yes she is. and ugly too" the boy clapped again. Jake chuckled and ruffeled his hair " 'atta boy"
Then from across the stream:
"Uncle Jake is the ugliest isn't he Tsaya" the baby gurgled.
When Jake looked up you were already staring him. You both held each other's stare. No words were exchanged but invisble daggers were shot.
"Stop it you two, and make yourselves useful" Neytiri said, having enough of your ridiculous staring contest. She handed Neteyam over to Jake to dry off and the baby immediately started wiggling more than he did when Neytiri held him.
You snorted. "See?"
Neytiri, unable to help herself, let out a small laugh.
Jake looked down at Neteyam and pouted. "Everyone is against me…"
In yours and Tsu'tey's kelku, he set down a now sleeping Tsaya before making his way to your shared hammock where you had already stretched out to sleep. His eyes caught the sight of a half shapened dagger leaning against the wall.
He picked it up, turning it around in his hands. It was clearly not finished but each cut was made with care and precision. Next to it sat a small bowl of blue beads.
"What is this, tiyawn" He asked, looking up at you as you rubbed your eyes.
You peeked over at him, seeing the dagger in his hands. "A gift" you yawned " 's Jake's birthday next week. He's been complaining about his old one."
Tsu'tey hummed, carefully placing the item back where he found it and crawled into the hammock. You settled into his arms, face nuzzeling into his chest. Tsu'tey smiled at the sight before closing his eyes.
Even though you and Jake were the most atrocious pairing to ever exist, it could not be denied that the bond between you was strong. Unbreakable.
