How they take care of you during your period
𓂃 Ft. Zuko, Aang and Sokka
𓂃 Warnings: None, fluff, reader is female, not proof read, probably oc idk, drabbles
𓂃 Author’s note: I’m currently on my period (which sucks btw, do not recommend) and I had some thoughts about atla men especially after the movie✋😩 it’s my first time writing for them, hopefully it’s good!
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Zuko doesn’t know much about periods, not really and not at first but he pays attention.
He notices the way you tense, the way your expression shifts when the cramps hit. And remembers what helps.
He remembers you like it when he places his warm hand on your stomach, so the next time he sees you wince, he’s already there, hand gentle but steady, warmth seeping into your skin.
And when it gets worse he wraps himself around you without a word.
His body radiates heat, comforting and steady and you find yourself melting into him. The tension slowly leaves your body, your breathing evens out, and before you know it, your body goes limp, pain disappearing completely and sleep takes over.
He makes sure there’s always a servant outside your chambers, ready the second you call. He makes sure they have warm tea, your favorite food and whatever else you need prepared.
If a servant ever comes to tell him you’re asking for him, he doesn’t hesitate. Even if he is in the middle of a meeting or not, he’s gone in an instant, already halfway to your chambers. Ignoring the whispers and complaints of the council members.
He quietly panics every time you burst into tears, not sure what to do with himself. Hands hovering nervously around you, not knowing where to put them.
Later, he studies. Does more researches because he just wants to be better for you next time it happens.
Aang is… completely lost at first.
He grew up in a temple with not so many girls around, so he didn’t have the chance to truly learn any of this. And now you’re suddenly crying over something small, pulling away when he tries to hug you or just initiate any type of physical contact and he has no idea what he did wrong.
He hovers. Paces. Tries again, only to hesitate halfway through.
Baby boy is so concerned if he had hair he would have pulled them from the stress.
You will have to explain everything to him. What it is, why it happens and how it feels like. And he listens, really listens, fully.
The moment the second time comes rolling around, he’s definitely more prepared.
You wake up to warm tea already waiting for you. He sits beside you, gently rubbing your back, or your feet if you ask. He tries to help however he can, even if he’s not sure it’s enough.
Momo is always curled at your side, sleeping peacefully beside you, so calm and still, a total contrast to his usual self.
You don’t see Appa as much since you prefer to stay inside but Aang tells you that the soft giant does seem to miss you as well. Nuzzling into Aang’s hand, where your scent lingered.
And when the pain gets bad, when you curl into yourself and start crying, he feels a deep ache in his chest.
He tries using his bending abilities to warm you, soft currents of air shifting temperature just enough to bring a bit of comfort in the room. Warm arms wrapped around you, his hand resting on your back, the heat that radiates from them was enough to relieve some of your back ache.
Even if it doesn’t last long, he keeps trying anyway.
You best believe that the next day he shyly seeks help from Katara.
Growing up with Katara taught him that there are certain days where pushing her buttons is basically a death wish, and he certainly learned that the hard way.
He isn’t an expert but he has the basics covered.
He tries to cheer you up. To make you laugh, throwing jokes your way like it’s a strategy.
Sometimes it works. You end up laughing so hard your stomach hurts for a different reason.
Other times you just stare at him, unimpressed, before turning away.
So he turns to what he can control: fixing the problem by building things that could help easy your suffering.
The first heating pad he made almost exploded. The second one smoked a little and was too hot to be placed anywhere near you. But the third? Absolutely perfect.
…Maybe a little too perfect, considering you now prefer sleeping with it instead of him. (He is not bitter. Not at all.)
He also made you a small bell to keep by your bed, something you can ring whenever you need him. He insists it’s efficient.
But when you’re curled up, quietly crying from the pain?
None of his inventions help with that.
So, reluctantly, he turns to Katara for help.
Because if there’s one thing Sokka knows, it’s that when and if he can’t fix something she usually can.
(Dear lord please please please give them to mee🙏)
