#alpha zuko

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A very little Chapter 6 excerpt: (in which things are heating up, and possibly spinning out)

Katara will not beg. She will not admit fault. She will simply inform Zuko that she has reconsidered and she now chooses to accept his offer. Alpha changed his mind. You made him wait and now he doesn't want you anymore. That thought sends her to the verge of panic. She can't think like that. Zuko was so sure earlier. So entirely certain in his desire for her, even as he threatened to keep his promises. She has to believe in his historically-demonstrated single-minded stubbornness, the main thing she knew about Zuko before today. If nothing else, she has to believe that, as an Alpha, Zuko is as much in the grip of their entwined hormonal madness as she is. He won't turn her away. He can't. Right?

[sulkybender-retired04042026]

He’ll never understand why Sokka wants him, but he knows he’s not entirely worthless.

Just mostly, maybe.

I was afraid of love, of being taken away

[princecosmosanon]

Currently Untitled Omegaverse Zukka fic idea; the one where Sokka is the Omega and Zuko is the Alpha, also they’re in an arranged marriage

I’m typically a creature of habit, call it being boring, blame my autism, whatever you think it may be, but I generally write Zuko as an Omega in my Omegaverse stories and that doesn’t change. Except for this one.

In which, the war ends earlier, but not early enough. It’s two years after Kya’s death when word that the Fire Nation’s declaration of war has been lifted by the new Fire Lord, the once-known General Iroh. Sokka, Katara and Hakoda are still heavy with grief, unable to reconcile the news with their hearts so throughly shattered. The South can’t exactly turn their nose up at gestures of peace, but years later, when a letter from the Fire Nation Crown arrives seeking an Omega bride for the Alpha Crown Prince, it’s with a hardened determination that Sokka accepts to ensure their still struggling community gains access to the resources it needs.

Warnings: past mentions of abuse of all kinds, Omega slutshaming and Alpha toxic masculinity, racism, and ptsd.

I’ve already explained one side of the backstory just above, but let’s delve a little deeper anyway:

For the most part, canon is much the same with Ursa being forced to do away with Azulon and fleeing, Ozai usurping, and Iroh traveling, mourning as he goes on a spiritual journey. Unfortunately, no one realized how vulnerable this left Zuko, who had already become much of a thorn in Ozai’s side for his general weakness. Ozai is certain that Zuko is destined to present as Omega, and with little regard for his son, he allows some harmful things to happen to Zuko as long as the ones doing it don’t leave any obvious traces. This abuse abruptly ends when Iroh returns and Zuko is once again safe, but only so long as he’s in Iroh’s space, which the prince naturally clings to.

Then the war meeting happens, and while Zuko is still unpresented, his father goes along with the Agni Kai. Iroh can’t stop the fight, but after he has the power to challenge Ozai on the basis of his outright cruelty towards a child. Iroh wins that fight, Ozai is stripped of his title as the Dragon of the West takes his rightful place, and Zuko is now safe though at such a terrible cost.

Azula, shocked by her uncle’s ability to so throughly thrash her father, who she had always believed was stronger, was given a wake up call. She was sent away for a while but when she returned, there was a calmness about her that no one had ever seen before, and a warm strength that had entered her bending that had previously been missing. From then on, she seemed like a steadfast supporter of her uncle and brother, who was still recovering from the trauma of everything happening so fast in his life.

Zuko presented late, nearly 18, as an Alpha, shocking everyone including his uncle who had believed Zuko was a Beta by that point. It was determined that the sexual abuses he had suffered likely stunted his body’s natural presentation, but after he was like a weed, growing quick and strong even over such a short amount of time

It was determined after a year that Zuko should find a mate, and also one that might help strengthen the ties with another nation now that the war had been ended for several years. Anyone of high rank would do, but another royal was best. However, the Princess of the Northern Water Tribe was long mated herself, and the Earth King was a Beta and already had a wife (though it was clear their marriage was also political). Through Iroh’s contacts they received word that the Southern Water Tribe had an Omega of marriageable age that was a child of the High Chief Hakoda. The South so very rarely communicated with the Northern Tribe but this knowledge was at least sound.

Which leads us to the main story: Sokka is 18, just of marriage age when the letter arrives. He’s “made his peace” with his own presentation, though in his earlier years Sokka resented his Omega status. Now, he knows being an Omega means he can have children, but it doesn’t mean he can’t provide for them too. It means he’s expected to run a household, but that means he’s expected to be clever and adaptable. And he’s expected to mate an Alpha, but Hakoda and Katara were always so very clear that it was his choice on who he mated, and so far Sokka had not felt any draw towards anyone in their very small Tribe.

Hakoda is almost immediately going to reply with a negative to the letter but Sokka stops him, telling him it’s Sokka’s own choice and he only needs think on it a moment. Katara is adamant it’s a fake offer and wants to send a very dramatic message back but Sokka insists it’s still his decision first and foremost. And in the end, he decides it’s better for their Tribe. He has no real prospects otherwise and this way, at least he can guarantee his marriage will lead to some good.

Before he leaves, Katara offers to use her bending to basically give Sokka a hysterectomy to ensure he doesn’t have to bear children for the Fire Prince, but Sokka isn’t willing to risk anyone finding out and calling it a betrayal, knowing it would likely be taken out on the Southern Tribe itself. So it’s with lots of frustration and tears that Katara and Hakoda send Sokka on a journey to the Fire Nation to become Zuko’s bride. No one can go with Sokka, as the Tribe has dwindled so small since the Southern Raiders, every body needed for the hunt and fishing, or for tending the small patches of root farms and livestock, or for foraging in the sparse growing seasons. With this marriage Sokka only feels relief his absence won’t harm them further; they’re promised lots of meat and cloth in just the first shipment of goods.

Sokka is immediately overwhelmed when he’s brought to the Fire Nation. There’s just so much around, like every inch not paved over is full of greenery and there’s just bodies everywhere; so many Alpha, Omega and Beta milling about, children screaming and giggling as they play underfoot. Strange creatures he’s never seen before are pulling carts and being ridden, and even his own transportation from the boat to the Fire Palace is drawn by incredibly large reptile hybrids.

The Palace is also overwhelmingly huge. Nothing in the South ever was taller than a single story, unless you counted there being a cellar under a home. Here the buildings could go three, four, sometimes five floors above the ground level. Sokka almost faints from the number of stairs he climbs, but that’s also likely due to the heat. It’s scorching in the Fire Nation, and he hardly has clothing that could be comfortable.

By the time Sokka makes it to the throne room where Fire Lord Iroh, Crown Prince Zuko and Princess Azula are waiting, Sokka feels like he’s about to shatter. Which doesn’t get any better when some Sage or whatever starts talking, droning on and on about political ties and bonds of blood. Sokka is somewhat aware of the darkness clouding around his vision but he isn’t fast enough to stop himself from fainting this time, crumpling in front of the royal family before even all the formalities have been addressed.

Sokka wakes up in a small but open room, a window cracked to let in a breeze and a wet but now room temperature compress on his forehead. Sokka is embarrassed beyond all measure but a sprightly girl, Ty Lee, appears out of nowhere and helps Sokka to sit up so he can eat some plain rice and drink down several sips of water. She explains that she’s a friend of the family and an Omega as well, so it was decided to have her help attend to Sokka before the wedding. He’s grateful for the company but not sure if the wedding is still on after his display. She just giggles at him and says it’s clear he was just so stunned by the handsomeness of the prince that he couldn’t help but swoon. Sokka indulges that assessment if it makes her (and others) feel better.

If anything, Sokka isn’t sure about the prince. He just knew that Zuko had a large burn on his face and that the man was constantly scowling. He was certain Zuko found Sokka wanting in every way, but Sokka felt he couldn’t fully blame the guy. Sokka was pretty buff for an Omega, having packed on muscles as he trained with the other young adults in the village to ensure nothing like the southern raiders ever happened again. And he kept a typical warrior’s wolf tail despite being an Omega. He didn’t have fine dresses or a natural softness about him that spirits tales always seem to box Omega into. He was just… Sokka.

But Sokka was determined to get married to the Alpha Prince. He wouldn’t back down from nerves and put his tribe in jeopardy. But this also means he has to start acting like a true Omega, and while Sokka is up for a challenge it feels also like a life sentence.

There’s a few formal dinners and events Sokka is required to attend before the wedding is prepared. Zuko is always at Sokka’s side for those, but he only takes Sokka’s arm when required and immediately release it once he’s allowed. He hardly speaks to Sokka and usually with monosyllabic sentences. And Zuko never, ever looks Sokka in the eye. It’s both relieving and insulting.

Eventually Sokka confront Zuko for being so standoffish and insists that when they’re married they’re going to need to exist in the same spaces. This only seems to agitate Zuko more and he leaves without defending his actions. He does apologize later but when they don’t have a chance to talk about why.

The wedding comes, and the wedding night approaches, and while Zuko managed to stay at Sokka’s side up until then, he disappears before they head to bed and Sokka wakes up still alone.

And the same thing happens the next day. And the next day. And the next day.

At this point, Sokka is tired of being alone and ignored, so he just… starts doing his own thing. Being an “ideal Omega” has never been his goal in life so he’s just Done. He made it past the hard part, so at this point Sokka is certain as long as he doesn’t truly offend anyone he can start being himself again.

From there I want to explore a lot of themes regarding forced gender roles and stereotyping, and how Zuko and Sokka both have their own issues regarding their secondary genders. There’s also a lot of healing that has to be done. Zuko needs to try and give Sokka a chance, of course, but so much of his reluctance is tied to his own past experiences leaving him terrified of intimacy.

I feel like Azula is gonna be a fun character here too. She’s a lot gentler with her brother and more… accommodating towards Iroh, but she still has her sharpness. Eventually Aang will also get discovered again too, but that will be a while.

[laynavile]

Have some 430am omegaverse Zukka ft. mpreg

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I'm not 100% sure where this came from in my brain but I'm happy with it, I hope y'all enjoy 😌

[salytierra]

for the prompts ask. It's more of a question- in a zukki a/b/o verse, what do you think each of them would be?

Ooooooh!! I love me some A/B/O drama. And I know most of of zukka fics portray Zuko as the omega, but I have a thing for omega!Sokka that I just can’t explain. 

Now hear me out. It really depends of the biology in the verse, because every fic makes up its own. But I read plenty in other fandoms where betas are “soothers”, so they are not only unaffected by pheromones but their presence dilutes them and anchors the alphas and omegas onto themselves. So. 

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Sokka as the omega that hates being an omega. (cliché, I know) but he honestly doesn’t feel comfortable with the traditional omega roles, the expectations, and how meek and submissive the hormonal haze or his heat makes him. He’s a protector, a strategist that works with his mind, a leader... he’s lowkey afraid of letting go and just being vulnerable. 

Meanwhile Zuko is an alpha terrified of hurting someone he loves or of being too rough. His father was a prime example of a dominant alpha and Zuko would rather cut his dick off than become like him in public, much less in his personal life. So he does his best to avoid acting on his alpha instincts and impulses.

Like, they love and trust each other, but they don’t trust themselves. Needless to say, it’s not doing any favors to their relationship, both being too reluctant to take the next step despite the overwhelming sexual tension. 

Cue in; Beta Suki getting fed up with their angst and taking matters into her own hands. She offers to be in the room, in the bed even, with them. So that they can both have a safety net and won’t be so affected by their primal instincts. 

Zuko trusts her to keep him under check, Sokka figures that her hormones will be enough to prevent him from slipping in too deep. 

Except that relying on her turns into clinging onto her, and because they are all horny she ends up fully involved in the sexy times, and it works better than expected. Everyone finally enjoys themselves and can relax. 

Sexual dynamics turn into relationship dynamics. Sokka and Zuko learn to better manage themselves and to trust their instincts, sorta healing/sorta adapting their hangups. But neither of them want to give up Suki there because they love her now just as much as they love each other. And she is completely enamored with her dumb, cuddly bois. 

[princecosmosanon]

Just came here to say

Hearts on the Mend's current chapter made my mouth OPEN. I was shocked. Flabbergasted, even. Zuzu Fucked up with a capital F.

(but I think his comment about the omega scent is like not about Sokka's scent but omega scents in general? He fucked up nevertheless tho)

!!! I’m glad to hear my story invoked such an intense response (even if maybe it wasn’t the most pleasant one lol)

Zuko did very much fuck up. That’s what he’s good at, in this AU and canonically. Sokka can’t catch a break but Zuko has also got his own shit he’s dealing with and it makes it hard for him to process things, but it definitely doesn’t help that he could smell Sokka so intensely.

That being said, there’s definitely more Reasons behind why Zuko acts and says the things he does. Don’t think he’s being mean and petty because that’s just who he is, because we all know Zuko is a kind, gentle soul with past traumas that rear up at the worst times. I would go into more details, but that leads to spoilery territory and I’ll only give them out if you or someone else requests them (and it will be under a cut).

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WIP Wednesday, eh? Here's a bit from the beginning of the getting-wildly-ahead-of-myself chapter of the next ABOverse installment wherein Katara goes into heat for the first time shortly after the end of the war.

"Katara, stop worrying about the politics!" Zuko snaps. Words fall entirely out of her head. "That's not why I'm here and you know it." She does know.

"Unless… do you not want me here?" His voice is tender and dark at once. "Damn the politics, Katara. If there's someone else you want, I'll go." Even through gritted teeth the words are sincere, but his face does not look like that of someone ready to leave without a fight.

"Zuko. You know there isn't," she chides. "Don't even. I'm just trying to be responsible, since you seem to have forgotten about that, Fire Lord."

He growls again. Not the steady, comforting note Katara knows, a frustrated and feral sound. Wordlessly and with startling ease he scoops her, trembling, into his arms and moves —inexplicably— away from the bed, to the door, then out into the corridor.

"We are not talking about responsibility right now." His voice is tightly controlled and smells of cinders.

"Where are we going?" Katara asks, petulant to her own ears.

"The royal apartments"

"What was wrong with—"

"More secure. And do you really want to share a wall with your brother right now? Or the Avatar?" Zuko's voice snaps each word.

He looks like he wants to shake sense into her and smells fiercely self-satisfied. The combination is more appealing than she ever would have imagined: some instinct scores it a success even as she fails to understand why. The logic of an isolated room, however, does not escape her.

"Oh. That's a fair point. I hadn't really thought…" at all, truthfully. Her thoughts hadn't bent toward anything but the compelling urge to antagonize him.

"Oh. Of course. You're…" That resonant, comforting note blooms again in his voice. "Don't worry, Katara, you don't have to think right now. It's all going to be okay. I'll take care of everything, you don't have to worry."

He's slipping toward the singsong cadence that had so irritated her before. Now it soothes. She pushes her face toward it, twisting to nuzzle at his throat, half-wittedly marveling at the ease with which he carries her. Despite her squirming Zuko's strides are even, long and unbroken, propelling them through the halls with a determined rhythm that is leading her body's fevered imagination places her scattering discursive mind can scarcely chase with words.