i rarely see firebender wife x zuko so can i please request that? a scenario where she gets mad at him or something
a/n: hope you enjoy the request anon! <3
summary: a tense dinner results in a long overdue apology from your husband
The bitter taste of fruit tart on your tongue pales in comparison to the bitterness you feel in your heart as you stare at the empty seat across from you. This is the fifth day in a row you’ve had to eat dinner alone, and you’re starting to grow tired of your husband’s abandonment. You understand as Fire Lord Zuko has a responsibility to his nation, but as his wife he also has a responsibility to you. You never imagined becoming Fire Lady would feel so lonely, yet here you are enjoying your dessert on your own.
The gilded doors of the dining room swing open and announce the presence of the Fire Lord as he walks in with an apologetic smile that only seems to further fuel your anger. He’s an hour late to your dinner and yet there seems to be no sense of urgency as he comes to press a chaste kiss to your cheek.
“I’m sorry I’m late, the council meeting took longer than I anticipated,” he explains deprecatorily while taking his seat across from you. You only offer a brief hum of acknowledgement in response as you take a sip of your tea, peering over the rim to watch him take a bite of his meal. His chewing immediately falters in time with the grimace that appears on his face as he struggles to swallow. “My food’s a bit cold.”
“Why don’t I warm it up for you?” You offer with a pleasant smile only for your amicable facade to immediately fade as your sharpened gaze hones in on his plate. With a precise flick of your fingers a blast of fire strikes his dish, setting his food ablaze and effectively startling your husband in the process as he reels back from the flames.
Picking up the freshly charred piece of meat with a wince, Zuko takes a nervous swallow as he meets your gaze. “Alright, clearly you’re upset with me.”
“Really? What gave it away?” You ask with a sarcastic roll of your eyes. Sighing, your husband pushes his plate aside while lifting his remorseful gaze to meet your resentful stare. He hates bearing the responsibility for your anger, and he wants nothing more than to fix what is troubling you so you can both enjoy what is left of the evening together.
“I’m sorry I missed dinner. I know I promised to spend time with you, but there were urgent matters that needed my attention.”
“I need your attention, Zuko!” You remind him in exasperation. “It wasn’t just tonight’s dinner you’ve missed but every dinner this week! I know you have duties to fulfill as Fire Lord, but you promised me when we married that we’d be equals. Yet all I do is sit around the palace waiting for you to finish your council meetings in the hopes of receiveing a morsel of your time.“
“We are equals,” Zuko insists only to receive an indignant scoff from you in response.
“The most meaningful contribution I’ve made as Fire Lady so far is picking out a new china pattern for meals you can’t even bother to attend!”
You watch the guilt wash over Zuko’s face at your admittance, the room falling into a state of contemplative silence as neither of you speak. You know your actions may come off as childish or even selfish to some, but you don’t think it’s unreasonable to expect him to make time for you. Zuko has always adored you; he’d asked you to be his wife with the promise of cherishing you and spoiling you for the rest of your years, yet you found yourself becoming nothing but a pretty decoration in the palace. You wanted more than that, you deserved more than that, but it seemed the Fire Lord couldn’t keep his promises.
“I’m going to bed,” you announce sullenly, rising from your seat without meeting his silent stare. “I’ll ask the servants to fetch you another plate.”
You move to walk past him only for his hand to reach out and grab onto your arm. His hold is firm but gentle, effectively keeping you in place as you curiously peer over your shoulder at him. Zuko rises from his seat, still not daring to break the silence as he lifts a hand to carefully cup your cheek. Despite still feeling furious with him, you can’t resist melting into the heat of his palm. You’ve missed his touch after being apart nearly every day, so you don’t protest when he envelops you in his arms with a warm embrace.
“I’ve been careless, and I’ve foolishly allowed myself to forget your needs,” he confesses in earnest, tenderly rubbing the small of your back the way he knows you love. “I’m sorry for not being a good husband, but I’m going to make it up to you. I’ll cancel my meetings for the rest of the week and have the beach house prepared for a romantic getaway to Ember Island. No councils, no obligations— just the two of us together.”
“You really mean that?” You utter in surprise, eyes scanning his features for any signs of insincerity. Instead you’re met with his loving smile as his lips come to press a kiss to your forehead.
“Of course I do, my love. My obligations lie not only to our people but to you as well, and I’m sorry I allowed myself to lose sight of that. When we return from our trip I’ll make it so you can be present for every council meeting. As an intelligent strategist and master fire bender I know your input will help me continue to guide the Fire Nation into a new era of love and peace.”
“Thank you, Zuko,” you profess ardently, bestowing him with an impassioned kiss that has him pulling you closer against his frame.
A content sigh falls past his lips when you finally part, and it’s with great reluctance he finally lets you go. “I’ll let you pack your things while I make the arrangements for us to leave as soon as possible. I plan to spend the entire trip showing you just how sorry I am.”
Your stomach flutters with nervous excitement at his implications, the faint smirk on his lips clearly conveying his intentions for you once you’re both alone at the beach house. You don’t argue with him as you excuse yourself to begin preparing for the trip, already forgetting the fact that you’d initially been furious with him in the first place. You trust Zuko to keep his word to you, and you know that no matter how busy he gets your happiness will always be his first priority. You also trust he means it when he says he has plans to convey his remorse to you for the entirety of the trip in ways that are sure to earn your forgiveness.
You think you really should get into fights with your husband more often.
HELLO IM BEGGING ON MY KNEES FOR EMBER ISLAND HONEYMOON ZUKO AND READER PLEASE could be sweet and suggestive 👁️ i just cant get this out of my head and u write so good
just wanna clarify is this a general zuko request or specifically for fire lilies since they just got married?
hello! could we maybe get like a firelord zuko and reader getting flashbacks about their first kiss as 20 somethings/teens? (up to you!) I feel like it could be super cute, just them reminiscing. i recently rewatched the show and oml i forgot how awkward zuko is 😭😭 in an endearing way 😭
a/n: thank you for this request anon! hope you enjoy <3
summary: a dinner with old friends has you reminiscing on your first kiss with Zuko
“You know, I’ve always wondered, who made the first move?”
You pause mid bite into your fire cracker bun as you tentatively cast your glance towards Zuko who sits across from you at the table. Sokka’s question has lulled the entire group into silence, and all of the attention is now focused on the two of you as you fight to keep from choking on your food.
“What do you mean?” You manage to get out after clearing your throat. You feign innocence by taking a sip of water, but Zuko’s reddened face and inability to maintain his composure quickly discredits your calm front.
“Well we’re here together reminiscing on the past, and you and Zuko have been dating for years without ever explaining how it happened,” he argues pointedly while gesturing to everyone seated at the table, and he does have a point. Every month you all make time to meet for dinner to catch up on memories both new and old, and it so happened to be Zuko’s turn to host the meal. Thus, it made sense your romantic history was the topic of tonight’s conversation.
“That’s right,” Katara agrees thoughtfully to your dismay, “you didn’t even tell us about your relationship until the day of Zuko’s coronation.”
“I had no idea you two even liked each other,” Aang notes with a sheepish laugh.
“I did,” Toph says with a playfully punch to Zuko’s arm. “I used to hear them sneak around the beach house at night.”
“Thank you for that observation, Toph,” you grumble with a sigh, setting your cup down as you will your gaze to meet Zuko’s. “Do you want to tell them?”
“Well, it’s really not the most romantic story…”
You step into the red hued hallways of the theater in search of a food stand and a chance to get some fresh air. You’re not sure how Sokka had talked your entire group into coming to see the Ember Island Players, but you’re certainly starting to regret your choices. The second hand embarrassment you feel at witnessing yourself be portrayed as some big joke is suffocating, and you figure if you’re going to be forced to sit through this torture you might as well have something to snack on.
You find a merchant selling mochi and reach into your pocket in search of gold pieces only for someone else to place their own down on the counter. Your mouth parts in quiet shock as you look up to see Zuko offering you a meager smile, wordlessly gesturing for you to keep your money as he thanks the merchant for his service.
“It’s my treat,” he insists while handing you the box.
“Wow, thanks, Zuko!” You exclaim with a pleased smile. You carefully remove the lid from the tray and pull one out before offering it to the Prince. “You can have the first one.”
“I couldn’t-” he begins to protest only for you to shove the mochi past his lips as soon as he opens his mouth. He’s clearly startled by the act, eyes widening in surprise and words immediately dying in his throat. If it had been anyone else he would have lost his cool immediately, but he couldn’t find it in him to be irritable with you when he caught sight of the gleeful grin on your face.
“It’s okay to let people be nice to you, too,” you remind him delicately, the softness of your tone awakening an uncomfortable ache in his chest. Your kindhearted nature and fun loving spirit made it easy for those around you to love you, and he was no exception to this rule. You unknowingly hold his heart in your hands, and he’s desperate for a chance to earn your affections by any means necessary.
“Right,” he finally manages to reply, sheepishly grasping onto the back of his neck. “That’s something I need to work on, I guess…”
“Come on, we’re gonna miss the show,” you tell him after a beat, taking hold of his hand as you guide him back towards your seats. He’s grateful you can’t see the red in his cheeks from the sudden physical contact, but he doesn’t dare try to pull away from your touch.
“Would that really be the worst thing in the world?” He mumbles to himself, though he doesn’t protest as you return to your group and take your seats on the bench.
The space is cramped but you manage to squeeze yourself in between Zuko and Aang with minimal difficulty. The room feels suffocatingly hot with the feel of your body pressing against his side, and he concentrates all his efforts on remaining as stiff as possible so as to not disturb you. Thankfully, you take no notice of his odd behavior, your gaze glued to the scene before you as watch the play and enjoy your dessert.
“You’re the most handsome man to ever take me as prisoner!” The actress portraying you sighs dreamily as Zuko’s stage counterpart unties her hands. “I wish you would keep me as yours!”
You scrunch your nose in distaste as you realize the scene is meant to be a portrayal of your time as Zuko’s prisoner. You had stumbled upon him accidentally while exploring Ba Sing Se on your own, and he had temporarily held you hostage demanding the whereabouts of Aang. You feigned innocence by insisting you had abandoned the group to travel by yourself, and with Iroh’s guidance the banished Prince had released you. You told no one of the incident until Katara and Zuko had been taken by the Dai Li, and the rest was history.
“Why would I keep you?! You don’t know where the Avatar is so what could you give me?”
“This,” the actress purrs sultrily as she pulls him down by the collar to plant a loud kiss upon his lips. Your eyes nearly budge out of your sockets at the sight as you start to choke on your mochi, and Zuko melts into his seat with embarrassment and the hopes of the ground somehow opening up to swallow him whole.
“You guys kissed?!” Sokka exclaims in dismay only for Suki to shush him.
“No!” You insist defensively after managing to swallow your dessert without asphyxiating. “That’s not what happened! Zuko realized he was wrong and let me go.”
“After you kissed him?” Toph rebuffs with a mischievous grin.
“We didn’t kiss!” You and Zuko both cry at the same time.
“She’s telling the truth!” He maintains emphatically. His entire face feels like it’s on fire, and he can’t bring himself to meet your eyes as he begins to crack under the pressure of your friends’ dubious stares. “I would never kiss y/n!”
The entire group falls silent at his statement, and with the attention focused on him no one is able to see your face fall in response to his words. Your heart feels as if it’s dropped to your stomach, and you’re left with a quiet sense of shame as you return your disheartened gaze towards the play. His words have struck a nerve within you, for no one but you knows of the feelings you harbor for the Prince.
You may not have kissed him when he’d finally released you, but you’d be remiss to say you hadn’t grown fond of him in the short amount of time you’d spent together. That fateful day had stirred something within you, and your time spent together after he’d joined your group only seemed to stoke the flames of your affection for him. You’ve never expected him to return your feelings, and you have no plans to tell him about your little crush, but to see him acting as if a kiss with you is the worst offense he could ever commit wounds your spirit in a way that’s suffocatingly painful.
Intermission couldn’t have come any faster, and before anyone can stop you you’re rushing out of your seat and towards the nearest balcony to catch your breath. Your entire body trembles as you attempt to keep your tears at bay, willing the cool air to soothe the uncomfortable warmth that spreads across your face. You feel completely humiliated, and you want nothing more than to disappear back to the beach house and pretend this whole night never happened.
“What are you doing out here?” Zuko’s voice calls from the doorway. You bristle at his presence and remain silent, prompting him to come up beside you and rest a fretful hand upon your arm. “Is everything alright? You practically ran out of the theater.”
You wordlessly shy away from his touch, something he picks up on immediately as he hesitantly retracts himself away from you. Your gaze remains glued to the night sky, but your body is rigid and shoulders visibly tense. While Zuko may not be the best at reading social cues, even he can tell that something is troubling you.
“I’m fine,” you finally answer, though the sharpness of your tone suggests otherwise.
“Was it the mochi? I didn’t mean to overstep by paying, I just wanted to try and do a good thing— honest!”
“That’s what you think this is about?!” You retort incredulously, finally whirling around to face him. He shrinks under your fiery gaze and swallows nervously as he tries to choose his next words carefully.
“Well, I did, but… now I don’t…”
You groan with frustration, throwing your hands in the air as you demand, “What’s so terrible about kissing me?!”
“What?” Zuko gapes, clearly taken aback by your question. His flustered features only agitate you further, and with all your rational thinking out the door you continue your tirade against the Prince.
“You said you’d never kiss me like it’s some horrible offense! Am I so embarrassing to be with?”
“What?! No, of course not! I didn’t mean it like that!” He insists desperately, the distrusting look on your face only further spurring his panic to rectify his previous statement. “I just meant it would be weird to kiss you!”
“Excuse me?!”
“Ugh, that came out wrong! What I meant to say-”
“I think you’ve said enough,” you interrupt him firmly, shoving past him as you make your way back into the theater.
Left alone from your angry departure, Zuko lets out a frustrated groan as his palm raises to collide with his forehead. Leave it to his big mouth to ruin what had started as a perfectly good evening with you. The last thing he wanted was for you to think he held any reservations about being with you; he was only trying to preserve your image by insisting the kiss had never happened. Instead, the girl he’d grown to care so deeply for not only thought he found her repulsive but also now wanted nothing to do with him as a result.
When your group returns to the theater for the second act you make a point to switch seats with Aang in order to maintain your distance from Zuko. This doesn’t go unnoticed, and it only spurs the ugly guilt he feels in the pit of his stomach. He can hardly focus on the play in front of him when all he wants is to make things right with you again. Tonight was meant to be his chance to win your heart, but instead he’d effectively crushed it.
“Hey, do you think you could get me some of that mochi?” Sokka whispers as he leans over your shoulder to capture your attention.
“Anything to get me out of here,” you grumble irately. You take the money he hands you before once more leaving your seat to escape into the hallway, and though you do your best to make a swift exit Zuko is still able to match your pace as he follows after you.
“Go away, Zuko.”
“No, not until you let me explain myself!” He demands, quickly maneuvering in front of you to block your path. You come to an abrupt stop to keep from bumping into him and let out a frustrated sigh as you defensively cross your arms over your chest.
“Explain what? That I repulse you?”
“No, that’s not-”
“That you’re ashamed to be seen with me?”
“Spirits, no!”
“No? Then let me guess, next you’re going to say-”
The sarcastic remark you’d prepared to make immediately dies in your throat when he suddenly grabs hold of your shoulders and hastily pulls you forward as he slams his lips upon your own. You let out a muffled gasp, your heart nearly leaping out of your chest as your mind scrambles to process the fact that you’re actually sharing a kiss with Zuko. It’s an awkward uncoordinated kiss that would appear less than romantic to any onlooker, but to you it’s everything you’ve imagined it would be. His lips are intoxicatingly warm, and you find yourself faintly chasing after them when he finally pulls away.
You find yourself at a loss for words as your mouth hangs open in stunned silence. While initially emboldened by the kiss, Zuko now stands flustered with reddened cheeks and a crooked smile. Neither of you seems to know what to say, but he decides to take it upon himself to break the tension.
“I’m clearly not good with words,” he admits with a sheepish chuckle, “so I thought it would be better to show you how I feel.”
“You kissed me,” you state matter of factly, finally regaining your voice as the shock begins to dwindle. “Why?”
“I know my words came across poorly, but I didn’t say those things because I don’t want to kiss you. I mean, clearly I do! I just didn’t want to embarrass you in front of your friends, but I managed to do that anyway. I’m sorry.”
Your features soften as you comfortingly take his hands in your own and offer him a smile of reassurance. “I’ll admit, I was a little embarrassed, but it was only because of how the play depicted our first meeting. I saw humanity in you that day, Zuko, and I’ll never forget it. You’re a good person, and I’d never be embarrassed to be with someone like you.”
“Does that mean you like me too?” He asks with a hopeful gleam in his eyes, earning a giggle from you in return as you throw your arms around him in a tight hug.
“It does.”
“Wait a minute, is that why I never got my mochi that night?” Sokka interrupts dismayed only to receive an irritated look from you in response.
“That’s what you’re focusing on right now?” You point out in exasperation. “You asked to hear the story!”
“And I also asked you for mochi,” he reminds you pointedly only for Zuko to groan disapprovingly as his features contort into a grimace.
“I gotta say, it’s a miracle someone as awkward as you managed to get y/n to be your girlfriend,” Toph compliments with a nod of approval, her comment only serving to embarrass him further.
“I wasn’t that bad… was I?”
“‘Hello, Zuko here’ was pretty bad,” Katara reminds him teasingly only for him to deflate with shame, but you come to his rescue as you move to sit beside him and press a kiss to his cheek.
“I think it’s endearing,” you assure him sweetly, prompting a sheepish smile to form on his lips. “Maybe the story isn’t the most romantic, but what’s important is we’re together now.”
“You’re right,” he agrees with a blissful sigh, taking your hand in his own to press a kiss upon your knuckles. “I wouldn’t change a single thing about it.”
“I would,” Toph says unabashedly, the room filling with laughter at her unfiltered nature. Though it’s at your expense, you don’t mind the teasing. It feels just like old times, and you can’t think of anything better than to be here surrounded by friends as you reminisce on your past.
omg hi can i req for some general headcanons of zuko, reader, and izumi ?? i js want cute family stuff lolz
a/n: ofc anon! i’m a sucker for dad!zuko
summary: a glimpse into family life with Zuko
Izumi’s birth had been the happiest day of your lives; she was beautiful, and when her golden irises had opened to greet your faces Zuko swore then he’d do everything in his power to keep her happy
Zuko devotes all of his time to doting on you and your daughter during your postpartum recovery, ensuring he’s not to be disturbed unless the matter is truly urgent
After all he and his sister endured under Ozai, he’s committed to not only being present for Izumi but also being the best father possible
He spoils her rotten, her bedroom filled with toys and her days filled with laughter
It’s a common occurrence for your family to be spotted taking strolls through the palace gardens or sat by the pond feeding the turtle ducks
Zuko is vastly protective over you both, and though you insist you can take care of yourselves, he feels better if a guard is with you at all times when he can’t be present
A portrait of you and Izumi hangs proudly in the throne room for him to look upon during times of stress, and a beautiful family painting resides in the grand hall for all to see
Zuko gifts both you and Izumi matching gold bracelets for her first birthday to honor your bond as mother and daughter, though her bracelet is much too big for her small arm— she’ll grow into it, he argues
When she’s old enough to walk you take your first family vacation to Ember Island. Zuko has the beach house refurbished to rid the home of old memories and make space for new ones
The three of you build sand castles, hunt for shells, and even allow her to touch the water for the first time. She loves to splash in the waves with you while Zuko watches on protectively, using his body to block any larger waves from knocking you or Izumi over
As you head inside to fix lunch Zuko falls asleep in the sand with Izumi nestled comfortably on his chest— her favorite place to nap
You’re not a fan of feeding her ice cream at such a young age, but Zuko can’t bring himself to say no when her chubby hands eagerly reach for his cone
Izumi absolutely adores her Grandfather Iroh; the two get along so well, and it warms Zuko’s heart to see her cared for the same way he had been as a child
As Izumi grows older Zuko and you both pour your efforts into her studies, ensuring she becomes a well educated young woman
Zuko never pressures her about becoming Fire Lord as you’ve both agreed it’s her decision to take the throne if she pleases, and he never wants her to feel the shame and inadequacy his father had instilled in him growing up
Izumi loves going for dragon rides with her father though you’re not as big of a fan as the activity; you can be just as overprotective as Zuko at times, but thankfully you find a way to balance one another out in order not to suffocate your daughter
She absolutely adores you both, and your beautiful family is beloved by the entire Fire Nation
She is also beloved by all of your dear friends! She always gets into mischief with her Aunt Toph and Uncles Sokka and Aang around the palace, and she enjoys having spa days with Suki and Katara followed by meditation to help her deal with the stresses of being Princess
When she’s deemed old enough Zuko teaches her to sword fight, and you teach her your martial arts skills to ensure she can defend herself in the event neither of you are there to protect her
She absolutely adores you both, and as the years pass your bond only grows closer
Izumi has a wonderful childhood full of love and joy, and you and Zuko couldn’t be more proud to see your Princess grow into the wonderful person she was meant to be
fire lilies in the year of our lord 2026😭😭😭i remember reading this during lockdown this is actually insanity that they’re finally getting married.
i am just surprised as you are anon LOL but no seriously i swore to myself the story would get there eventually it just took multiple hiatuses and new content for me to return. kinda crazy to be back writing for these characters but fire lilies is my baby and zuko will always have me in a chokehold so here we are. makes me happy to see old readers return tho <3
Don't mind if I sent my req twice cause ion know if the first was sent 💔but Im really glad your back and I'm hoping to get some more iroh II fics he's so underrated omds!!!! 💞
hi! i dont see any repeats in my inbox so i think you’re good ! am happy to be back anon :)
may i req zuko who has a son (a baby, really) who never wants to part with him so zuko brings him to council meetings where the baby also gives his smart inputs (just babbles) ?
a/n: this request was so sweet anon! i hope you enjoy the blurb i whipped up
summary: left alone with your baby, Zuko takes his son to his first council meeting
“Is my handsome prince ready for his first council meeting?” Zuko coos fondly as he lifts the child from his crib and into his arms.
“His robes are too big,” you note with a frown. The red and gold silk swallows his little body whole, but the child doesn’t seem to mind as he flashes a gummy smile when your lips meet his cheek for a kiss.
“He’ll grow into them,” your husband assures you with a careful smile. “Just as I did.”
“Are you sure you don’t need me to stay?” You fret, beginning to fuss over the robes once more in an attempt to free your baby’s limbs from the heavy fabric. “I can watch Ezi so your council meeting remains undisturbed.”
“You deserve to have a day off, too. Ezi and I will be fine while you’re in the village. Besides, who would object to having the Prince at a council meeting? It’s his duty. Isn’t that right, my little dragon?”
Ezi laughs as Zuko playfully pokes his stomach, and the sight is enough to ease your worries for you to leave the palace guilt free as you bid goodbye to your husband and son. The Fire Lord holds the child in one arm while the other grabs hold of the baby’s favorite turtle duck toy, and with everything in order the two are off to the meeting.
The councilmen are surprised to see the Fire Lord take his seat with the infant on his lap, but none dare try to argue against his decision. Zuko has created a reputation for himself as a doting father unwilling to part from Ezi unless absolutely necessary, and the last advisor to suggest otherwise had quickly been relieved of his duties. The baby happily babbles away as he’s given his turtle duck, and Zuko takes the distraction as his opportunity to begin the meeting.
“What is on the agenda today, chamberlain?”
“My Lord, there’s been an influx of new soldiers that our staff is inadequately prepared for. There’s more soldiers than there are commanders, and it will be impossible to train them all properly!”
Zuko offers a thoughtful nod, opening his mouth to respond only to falter at the feeling of Ezi’s fingers pulling at his hair. He looks upon his child with a smile and gently removes his hands as he asks, “Do you have an idea, son?”
The baby can only babble in response as he continues his attempts to grasp at Zuko’s hair. The Fire Lord chuckles before looking back to his dismayed chamberlain. “Ezi and I believe it would be in our best interest to train the soldiers in cohorts rather than all at once. Stagger the admission rates and allow no new applicants until everything is in order.”
“Then it shall be done,” his chamberlain relents. “However, if I may Fire Lord Zuko, perhaps it would be in your best interest to leave the duty of childcare to Fire Lady y/n. She is the Prince’s mother, after all.”
“And I am his father,” Zuko reiterates firmly, his eyes sharpening with his protective wrath. “Ezi will not be let out of my sight while my wife is away, and I will hear no more of this. Is that understood?”
“Yes, my Lord,” he quickly relents with a repentant bow of his head.
“Good,” he reaffirms with a single nod. “Now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll have to end our meeting early today. It’s time for Ezi’s nap.”
Zuko doesn’t bother to stay despite his chamberlain’s protests, instead choosing to exit the throne room and make his way back to your bedroom. He enjoys the quiet moments when it’s just the two of them together roaming the palace halls, Ezi happily cooing as he holds him securely against his chest. He adores his father, and Zuko’s chest swells with pride every time he makes his child smile; his son will never look upon him with fear or shame, and he’ll never know what it feels like to be unloved.
You return from your venture just as Ezi finally falls asleep, and you join your husband beside the crib as you admire your sleeping child together.
“Did he have a good day?” Your hushed voice asks as Zuko pulls you into his side.
“He made excellent suggestions at today’s council meeting,” he replies with a faint chuckle. “Our son is going to be a fine leader one day.
“With you as his father? He’ll be more than perfect,” you sigh sweetly.
Ezi loves his father, and Zuko will do everything in his power to ensure his son is happy and content for the rest of his days.
fire lilies au where the war never took place thus resulting in Zuko meeting Princess as an adult during a diplomatic meeting with the South but their entire backgrounds and personalities are completely different so they don’t really get along at first
