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Shane: I know, part of the game. We all get our bell rung eventually, right?
Ilya: Right.
Me, realizing Ilya hasn’t had his bell rung yet:
Zuko X Reader
Warning: horny teenagers fuck like rabbits, SMUT, cursing, heart break, confession of feelings, Zukos is an asshole, betrayal, blood, gore, sad.
Zuko is 19 in this fanfiction.
No minors allowed.
You’re going to die.
No literally.
part 2 is up
:readmore:
This probably needs multiple parts but idk man one big ol’story seems fine with me.
All the fun must come to an end eventually. What you two had was never meant to last. It was simply just two lonely teenagers finding release within each others company. You where just a warm body to lay with and he was just a shoulder to lean on. He was a prince and you a commoner of the very kingdom he saw to bring down.
It was never going to work.
Ever since the gaang found you on Kyoshi island many moons ago you decided to accompanied them.
Unfortunately for you, despite burning down most of your village, a certain fire nation prince captured your attention. You found yourself hopelessly drawn in. His sassy attitude and handsome features had you hooked.
Even though you where older than the rest of the gaang, they had agreed on letting you come along. Granted it was after a little begging and stating you could earth bend. Admittedly you where far from a master. But still, they didn’t seem to mind another bending member.
After many more run ins with Zuko you finally found the gall to flirt with him. It certainly took him by surprise. So much so his face flushed a deep red and he stuttered on his words.
That little comment started a wild fire that soon grew out of control.
The first time was after the gaang stopped at a local market, the same market Zuko had somehow managed to be at that day.
He kidnapped Katara and yourself. Demanding the whereabouts of the Avatar. The two of you of course refused.
He had noticed your unwavering gaze on him. That mixed with the comments you sent his way he decided to bring you inside the ship for ‘ interrogation’ since the you two refused to cooperate. Or at least that’s what he told everyone.
By now he’d already sent the pirates on their way to search the woods with Katara tied to a tree, his guards watching over her.
This left the two of you alone.
“Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you look at me.” The ties around your wrist where burned off. “I know you want it. So, maybe we can work out a deal.”
The two of you mutually gave your first kisses and virginities to each-other that night. Sloppy make outs, shaky fingers and ripped clothing.
It was sealed your fate.
Afterwards Katara comforted you giving you reassuring words.
“Well at least you didn’t cave to Zuko and give Aang away. I’m sorry for whatever that awful man did!” She of course thought he’d just ruffed you up a bit, yelled at you a lot and probably pushed you around a bit.
Little did she know that’s exactly what you did. You gave in to your desires.
You caved to the enemy.
You were hooked on the enemy.
Many nights you snuck out of camp and into enemy territory.
Many nights you spend wrapped up within the arms of the man that threatened to destroy the worlds last hope.
Yet the second his lips found yours it’s as if the world around you stop existing.
When he peeled away the layers of your clothing, he took all the horrible things he’d done with them. Tossing them to the ground in a forgotten pile.
His strong arms holding you while he took what he wanted made your toes curl with ecstasy. The hot headed angry man no longer existed when the two of you where like this.
Only passion and lust lived in these moments.
Depending on how bad his week was determined the kind of sex you would have.
There was a particularly fiery encounter that engraved itself in your mind and would flare up every time that all familiar need grew in the pit of your stomach.
Zuko was pissed to put it lightly. He had snuck into the most pristine fire nation fortress in order to break Aang out the night before.
The icing on the cake was that Aang knew it was him.
He’d saw him without his mask.
It put the prince through so much inner turmoil. All he wanted and so desperately needed was to release his pent up emotions.
What better way to do that then with rough, angry sex.
Foreplay was forgotten that day instead he got right to the point. While your friends where off fucking around with a ‘fortune teller’ in the town nearby, you where face down ass up in silky red fire nation sheets.
The second you stepped inside his quarters it was on.
Teeth barred down onto your supple flesh, making you squirm and cry.
He left bruises you had to cover up for days.
But you didn’t care, not when you where in the moment.
The only thing that kept you quiet was a large hand over you mouth with two calloused fingers stuck in the wet cavern. The other hand fisted in your hair.
With every harsh snap of his hips your hair was yanked. It was overwhelming but oh so amazing.
You reached your peak multiple times that night.
When Zuko himself finally reached his climax he released your hair and your mouth. One hand gripped the head board while the other grabbed your ankle, flipping you on your back and sliding you down the bed to come face to face with his leaking member.
He threw his head back, a plume of fire came out with his exasperated grunt. His spent gushing on your flushed face.
A sizzling sound made you look up. through your daze you could see that he had also slightly burned the poor headboard.
Truth be told Zuko acted purely on instinct that time. Thinking of nothing but the euphoric sensations you gave him. It made him briefly forget the mountain of stress weighing on his shoulders.
It was only your third time meeting up with him and you both enjoyed every second of it.
Yeah, you where limping back to camp after that. You had to play it off as if you had slept on the wrong side when your fellow team avatar members returned and questioned it.
If he was in desperate need of human contact it was slow and sensual.
Always making your eyes roll back into their sockets while he peppered kisses along your neck.
Your hands always tangled within his dark tassels of his hair.
Sighs and quiet moans leaving both of your mouths.
Though that’s only happened once.
It gave you hope that Zuko was more than a honor seeking monster bent on destruction.
It was like that the last time you’d been with him. The last time you’d probably ever see him.
Right before you ventured into the North Pole.
It had been a rough day for the gaang but an amazing night for you.
He had sought you out instead that night. Before that it had always been the other way around.
Gaining your attention from the woods behind the camp he lead you far from the group and to a small clearing.
It made your heart happy to see he had sought you out instead of Aang. He could have ambushed him, but he didn’t he came all this way for you.
The foreplay was long and slow. Clothes delicately sliding down your form with warm gentle hands taking their place.
Light kisses and love bites scattered all across your entangled bodies until he slid down to reach your heat.
He ate you out until you where physically and mentally fuzzy. Which was a pleasant surprise. He’d never done that before, until then all fore play was hands only.
When he finally gave you more instead of his usual frantic and rough thrusting it was replaced with him simply pushing in then staying still. Only occasionally rutting his hips against yours.
His head was nuzzled deep in your neck, breathing in your sent.
Through your airy moans and sighs you could have sworn you heard him mutter the word ‘beautiful’ but it was almost certainly in your head.
Or was it?
It was a very long and sensual night.
For the majority of it Zuko didn’t move, just basked in your present.
He’d almost broke one the biggest rules the two you had agreed upon once he felt himself near the edge.
He almost didn’t pull out.
Something in the back of his mind begged him not to but… he did.
That night also made you realize that you felt more than just lust for him…
The feeling was something you couldn’t describe. It made your heart flutter but also made your mind thick with anxiety.
This was the last time you slept with him.
Why did you do this?
Why did you agree to this?
You constantly questioned your resolve as to what you where thinking. But always remembered how he made you feel.
How when his labored breaths fanned across your face and those beautiful golden eyes locked into yours after each of those adventurous night, you could do nothing but melt.
How his touch set your skin ablaze.
It was heaven on earth.
But,
No one could know of this.
No one could know you secretly slept with the enemy. You’re friends would surly disown you. Call you a traitor.
No one can know.
Though, wrong, you now feared you would never see your sneaky link ever again since venturing to Ba Sing Se. The two of you hadn’t met up or even seen each other in going on months.
It filled you with sadness.
A sadness you knew you shouldn’t be feeling but the absence of him gnawed at your fragile heart strings.
Similar to the time you thought he was going to die when you finally found him again at the North Pole.
Katara and Sokka wanted to leave him out in the blizzard.
It would kill him.
You and Aang had insisted that he’d die out there if the gaang didn’t help.
Reluctantly they agreed.
When Aang pulled his limp form up on Appa you almost cried at his state. Cuts and bruises littered his face.
It was horrendous.
When everyone was to busy with the spirits and Zhao you untied him.
You knew he needed to leave yet it still burdened you to watch him go.
You gave him a quick kiss goodbye. Which was a bit out of character for what you two had agreed upon but you need it.
Knowing that it would be awhile since you saw him again.
Oh right you where.
For all you know currently it was a kiss goodbye. The last one you would ever share together.
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“It’s the best tea in all of Ba Sing Se!” You couldn’t help but over hear the conversation between two men in the market. The duo spoke for a long time on the wonders that was the Jasmine Dragon tea shop.
You loved tea.
Though, truth be told, before you and Zuko started this whole thing you never cared for it.
But, it never failed , after your fun was over and you’d collected yourself, if you where on his ship or at his base, sitting a few steps outside, was always a steaming hot cup of tea.
At first you brushed it off thinking it was a joke or a misplaced item but as time went on and the tea remained, you started taking it with you. Stowing away the cup until you could return it next time.
It was always delicious and much needed after the nights escapades.
It always made you wonder who was leaving it for you.
It certainly wasn’t Zuko arranging for it to be there. He had made it clear to keep this between the two of you.
He could not let anyone know.
He constantly told you to keep it down or snuck you around the ship/base like a stowaway.
Despite his caution, someone knew you where there.
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It was decided you would visit this supposed amazing tea. The shop wasn’t to far away from the house your group stayed in so why not.
Opening the door you’re greeted with the most delicious smell. It was spicy yet sweet, warm and inviting, and… oddly familiar.
Finding a small booth tucked away in a corner you observed the various shades of green that adorned the walls. They seemed to match the green of the dress you wore.
Without worry of a battle you finally allowed yourself to relax. Having your hair down from its usual bun, a nice new dress and a light dusting of makeup made all the stress you had felt since coming here melt away.
The shop was empty, due to it behind later in the evening. No other patrons sat at any of the tables.
“Hello, welcome in. what can I get you.”
You stiffened, eyes going wide.
That voice
You’d recognize it anywhere.
Looking up from the table to the man that stood beside you, you could’t help but be absolutely bewildered by what you saw.
You could never forget that face. The scar, those eyes, that beautiful black hair. Was he really here? Was this actually happening? Or was this just another trick?
Just like that damn swamp!
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You missed Zuko more than you realized, your unexpected trip confirmed it. While lost deep inside an eerie swamp you could have sworn you heard his laugh.
Though rare the prince did laugh, he tended to find dry humor quite amusing.
“Zuko?” You called out into the foggy air. There it was again, that laugh. You recognize his raspy voice anywhere. Looking around you saw a shadow standing on top of a tree branch. It was him!
A giant smile made its way across your features. Finally you get to see him again! You haven’t seen him in weeks! You desperately needed a hug right now. But as soon as you began running towards him he ran away deeper into the swamp.
“Wait, Zuko! Don’t run! I need to talk to you!” He kept running, deeper. “Wait!” You ran as fast your your legs could carry you. Ignoring the awful sting of the vines whipping against them.
Right as you had caught up to him and about to grab his shoulder you realized… it’s not him.. this… this is just a tree.
It’s not him.
He’s not here.
Tears flowed freely from your face before you could truly realize what you just did.
You missed him so much your heart ached and you didn’t even know why.
All was explained later by the wise swamp man.
“In the swamp we see visions of people we’ve lost, people we loved, folks we think are gone. But the swamp tells us they’re not! We’re still connected to them.”
Love.
Yes
You loved him.
.
.
But this is real.
He’s here.
He’s standing right in front of you.
Zuko.
The two of you locked eyes for what felt like eternity.
He’s alive.
“Lee I think it’s best if you and your lady friend had a chat.” A voice you’d also come to know, only in passing, General Iroh broke your staring contest. A hand rested on his nephews shoulder.
Zuko looked at you for a few more seconds before realization took hold of his features. His yes widened and his mouth slightly a gapped.
“I…” Zuko was at a loss for words as to what to say. He hadn’t expected to see you here. In fact he honestly didn’t expect to see you ever again. His heart was beating out of his chest. Blood began gushing to his cheeks.
“Come.” Iroh tugged on Zukos shoulder lightly and looked at you with a knowing gaze. Though you didn’t notice it.
You felt far too emotional at the moment. Everything felt to much.
The way Zuko was looking at you, the happiness but also slight worry you felt seeing him again, and the feeling of your own heart threatening to burst out of your chest. You acted on instinct.
In and instant you darted up and out of your chair. Running for the exit and out into the street.
Zuko still slightly lost in his own head for a second didn’t even realize you ran until he finally snapped back into reality.
You didn’t look back.
Tears falling freely down your face. Smearing the makeup you’d put so much effort into earlier.
Yes you where over the moon to see him again but the title wave of emotions from the traumatic realization at the swamp resurfaced.
“Wait!” Zuko called out to you but your already disappeared.
“I think perhaps they are just a bit overwhelmed.” Iroh gave the boy a reassuring smile. “After all it has been awhile since the two of you have seen eachother.”
This spurred on a red faced Zuko with a nervous sweat forming on his features.
“Uh… how did you?” Iroh chuckled
“I might be old but I’m not that old! I’ve seen her around more than a few times.” He laughed again “The two of you may have been sly about it but, you left a few things out in the open.”
As if Zukos face could not have gotten any redder it doubled ten fold. Oh god what did he leave out? What did his poor old uncle hear? What did he see? Yikes.
“Young love is a beautiful thing! There’s nothing to be ashamed of!”
“We… we’re not in love!” Zuko defended. Again, the humble man simply laughed at his flustered nephew.
He knew Zuko better than anyone. He always could sense when you’d paid the prince a visit based on his abnormally cheery mood the next day. Then there was the time you had slept over a bit longer than he assumed either of you expected. Imagine Irohs surprise when he walked in to wake the prince and finding him in bed naked and cuddled up to the young lady he was supposed to ‘hate’.
Since he had confirmed his suspicions he made a point to make you tea on the nights you visited. Though unbeknownst to you the old man would slip in a bit of contraceptive herbs in it. Just in case. He knew the two of you where young and reckless. He also knew Prince Zuko would never think of consequences long enough to use protection so it didn’t hurt.
He was just happy the prince had found someone that makes him happy, even if he denies the feeling.
He had a hunch the two of you would eventually come to terms with it.
“Find her Zuko. Tell her how you feel.” With that Iroh closed up the shop and began heading for their house.
But how does Zuko feel?
You ran as fast as your feet could carry you. a sob trying not to escape your lips. Finding an empty alleyway you stopped. The cold stone of the wall did nothing to sooth your feverish temperature as you leaned against it.
You felt panic, fear, but also happiness?
Yes you where over the moon to see him again but it had been so long and after you realized you had feelings for him you didn’t know how you could ever look at him.
“(Y/n).” Zuko had been following you since his conversation with Iroh ended. He knew the old man was right you needed to talk.
“Zuko look I, I just don’t know what to say.” You tried to keep your face hidden from his view. The makeup you wore was surly running down you face with tears. You probably looked like a complete mess.
“If it makes you feel any better I don’t exactly know what to say either. I just… will you look at me?” He was agitated and confused. His head swirled with mixed emotions and the lack of eye contact made him increasingly agitated.
You did as he asked and looked at him through tear stained eyes. He felt himself stiffen at your pitiful face. He’d never seen you cry, well not out of sadness. He wasn’t sure what the feeling was but he felt the need to hug you, make you fell better, and wipe away your tears. He settled on the latter. Bringing a shaking hand out, he gently pushed away the giant tears. You acted in instinct and pushed your face further into his hands. His thumb continued sliding across your skin despite there being no more tears.
“I never thought I’d see you again.” You whimpered out. His heart fluttered.
“I didn’t think I’d find you again.”
Things happened fast. In an instant you where wrapped in his arms again. Shocked at first you quickly snapped out of it and brought you own around to return the embrace. His face buried itself in your neck. Breathing in, Zuko found the all familiar scent he’d come to crave and love. Floral notes mixed with the earthy tones. It truly enraptured him.
He felt his own tears wail up in is eyes.
You two embraced for what felt like seconds but in reality was about twenty minutes.
You missed this. You craved this.
Having your fingers run through his now long hair.
Having his warm hands grip your waist.
It was blissful.
“Hey! What are you two youngsters doing!” Unfortunately not everyone shared the same passions. In an instant you two where off eachother and facing a very cranky looking old man. “Get a room ya weirdos!”
Zuko rubbed the back of his neck, his face the shade of a tomato.
“Would you uh… like to catch up back at my place?” His feet nervously kicked at the dirt below. You chuckled.
“Yes I would.”
Zuko or Lee as he told you to call him when out in public led you through the ally and down a few streets. Passed the tea shop to a simple house.
Opening the door for you, you where once again greeted by the delicious smell of jasmine. Iroh stood in the small kitchen over a boiling kettle.
“Ah! I knew you two would be by! So I decided to make some tea since you didn’t get to try any at the shop!”
You blushed remembering the way you ran away. Looking back at it, it was rather embarrassing.
“Thank you.” He gave you a simple smile and gestured for the two of you to have a seat. Zuko sat across from you at the table.
Iroh dropped off the two steaming cups and the kettle.
“I hope I made it the way you like! I never got to hear any feed back from the times before” you almost choked on the tea in surprise.
“That was you?” Zuko was confused as to what are you two where talking about.
“Haha yes! I figured you could use it! After all various activities can dehydrate the body!” Now both of you where tomatoes.
Zuko cleared his throat and you stared wide eyed into the now extremely interesting cup of tea.
“I see, I may have made things a bit awkward. Zuko, (y/n), I’ll be taking a walk. It’s a beautiful night out.” Before Iroh shut the door he gave Zuko a wink with wiggling eyebrows. Steam threatened to blow out the flustered teens ears. God his uncle was something else.
“Zuko, we need to talk.” You took another sip of your tea before placing to back down. He nodded his head.
“Yes we do.”
Zuko hated to admit it to himself but he felt something for you. Something that he knew was absolutely forbidden. Yet seeing you at the tea shop and in the alleyway again after thinking you where gone forever set his heart ablaze.
“What we had before was fun, don’t get me wrong but-”
“Wait before you say that there’s something I need to say this first.” Zuko stood from his seat, looking deep into your eyes. “I know we agreed on keeping what we had as casual but… I feel like there was something more there. At least there was for me. I’m not very good at putting how I feel into words. I think I have fe-” in an instant you stood and leaned over the table, pressing your lips to his.
Sparks flew.
Literally, Zukos bending took over the little candle frames around the room and made them explode. You pulled away in shock.
“Sorry I-” again you silenced him with a kiss.
Passion. Love. Lust. Need. Want.
It all unfolded within this kiss.
His lips danced on yours. You reciprocated.
Zuko pulled you by the shoulders over the table and onto himself. Accidentally knocking over the two cups of tea. But that was the last thing on either of you minds. Iroh would be mad but who cares. All that matters was he was here with you. In his arms once again.
“Wait (y/n)” he pulled away and looked down at your flushing, panting face. He currently had you sitting on the table, legs wrapped around his torso and hands slotted in his hair. You honestly expected him to take you right here. “I don’t want to just… fuck you. Please come to bed with me.”
You giggled, he seemed embarrassed to say the words. You where a bit impatient but it flattered you that he didn’t want to just do it without any care.
“Of course” you unwrapped your legs. “Lead the way.” He quickly led you to his small room. It appeared him and Iroh shared the room but luckily had two separate beds. He turned away from you in embarrassment. As a nervous habit he rubbed the back of his neck. looking anywhere but at you.
“Now I know it’s not much compared to back then but it’s”
“Zuko! You talk way to much!” Turning back to you, he was going to counter your statement but found himself absolutely dumbfounded at the sight. You already had your dress slipped halfway down your thighs.
It had been so long since he’d seen you like this. Only in your underwear. Body on display for him and him only. It sent all the blood rushing down to his member. Your skin was glowing! Your hair was longer and beautiful! Your-
“Are you going to stand there drooling over me all night or are we going to have some fun?” You turned to the bed and did a little shack. You ass hypnotizing the boy.
That was by far the best sex you two had ever had.
Passionate but a little rough due to the desperation. Zuko desperately needed to have you close but also craved to hear you scream for him once more.
He never flipped you on your stomach. He absolutely had to see your face at all times throughout the passionate love session. He needed to see how much you missed him, if he could still make you feel good just like before, and above all else he needed to see how your beautiful face changed from his actions.
“I’m so close” you huffed. The air between you two was electric. You honestly felt bad for any of Zukos next door neighbors. For the only sounds that filled the silent night where the rough slaps of skin when his body met yours and both of your moans and groans.
“Cum for me (y/n)” Zukos thrusts picked up speed. He leaned up from his previous place in your neck and onto his knees. Both of your legs rested on his shoulders. He was hitting place you never knew could be explored. It felt like you where about to combust.
“Please!… Please cum with me!” You managed to slip out. At your whines Zuko almost busted on spot. His member throbbed.
“Close” was the only word he could muster in response.
Right before Zuko came tried to pull out but, you quickly wrapped your legs around him. He cried out loudly, It sounded almost painful but another moan right after it reassured you he loved it. He tried again only to hear you beg:
“In me! Please! I need it!”
Zuko couldn’t resist your desires even if he wanted to. Which by the way your walls where clenched around him and the little voice in his head he would rather die then deny it.
He buried himself as deep as he possibly could in you velvety wall and enraptured you in a kiss. Spilling his spend deep within you. Your own orgasm followed at the new sensation. legs shaking and insides sucking in around him, he had to break the kiss just to moan again.
The two of you stayed joined together for a long time. Simply embracing one another. Neither wanted to pull away.
That was until they heard the tell tell sounds of the front door opening startled you both.
“Shit!” Zuko whispered. He quickly sat up, throwing the blanket around your nude form. The last thing he wanted was his Uncle to walk in on you naked. He didn’t care about himself since Iroh has seen Zuko in some not so conventional ways.
You curled up under the blanket now feeling very cold and empty without Zuko.
“Don’t worry! I’m just here to make a quick cup then I’ll be back out!” Iroh belly laughed at the seen before him. Both chairs pulled out with one toppled over, tea spilled on the table, bedroom door closed. Yep, it all led to one outcome and Iroh had never been happier for Zuko.
He made up with you! Yay!
“Uncle, you don’t have to leave again.” Zuko came out of the room I only his pants. His body still red from the heat of the moment and slightly panting. Hickies on his chest and shoulder slowly began to take shape. Iroh took one look and laughed even harder.
“Prince Zuko, no offense, I really like (y/n) but I can’t fathom seeing her in the nude!” Zuko huffed.
Iroh made three cups. One for you, one for him, and one for Zuko. He opened a cabinet above the stove and pulled out a small bag. Inside was a very specific plant. He crushed it between his fingers and sprinkled it in one cup. “Now make sure she drinks this.”
Zuko was once again confused. “Why?”
“Well Zuko I don’t think we’re financially stable enough to have a little one running around do you?”
Realization of what Zuko just dawned on him. His face ignited again.
“I-”
“It’s okay! Intercourse is a good way to keep your Immune system humming and is great for heart health!” Zuko snatched the cups from Iroh without another word. “Also, I’ve heard that sem-”
Zuko slammed the bed room door closed.
Oh god, Zuko really did that. He seriously just came in you. What is he a horny nineteen year old?!
Well yes, yes he is. But still! It was so irresponsible and-
Zuko almost dropped the cups of tea when he finally looked up.
You had gotten out of the bed and where currently bend over looking through the drawers in the room. Still in the nude and currently dripping with both your combined climaxes Zuko about had a heart attack.
“Zuko do you have a towel or something I can clean this up with?” You looked over you shoulder at him. “Zuko?”
It’s on.
Another rough ensued. this time a bit rougher.
He hated to admit it but coming inside was probably the best feeling in the world.
Finally once you’d tired eachother out you took one look at the tea sitting on the bedside table and guzzled it down. Extremely parched.
Cuddling up to Zuko you felt at peace with life. Sure the gaang would question where you were tonight but thats something you’ll deal with later for now you enjoyed having your Zuko again.
“I love you.” You breathed out right as sleep took hold.
Zuko contemplated those three little words for hours before finally deciding that he in fact felt the same.
“I love you too.”
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That didn’t last long.
Then everything changed when Azula showed up.
Stuck in a cavern deep under lake lougi you, Katara and aang fought tooth and nail against her. She had managed to infiltrate the earth kingdom palace under the guise of a Kyoshi worrier. Just when you through you all had the upper hand in the battle a burst of red flames took the stage.
“Zuko?”
He betrayed you.
He stabbed you in the back.
He choose Azula over you.
“After everything you… you still chose them?” You sent a borage of boulders hurling his direction. You didn’t want to hurt him just knock him off his game. He easily dodged, weaving and bobbing his way through the attack.
“You wouldn’t understand” he retaliated with a giant fire blast. You acted quick, bringing a crystal shield up. The cave was filled with them.
“You never have!” He send a powerful kick laced with flames into your shield sending the razor shard pieces of the crystal right through you.
Everything happened so fast. One moment you where blocking the attack the next you found yourself slumped on the ground.
Stunned
What…
What just happened.
Zuko took a step back. His eyes widening at what he had just done.
His kick sent a large shard right into the soft flesh of your neck. The slice hadn’t managed to go through but left an oozing gash. Smaller shards had made similar cuts around your face. The scene before him was horrific.
Your face was down. Your hands wrapped around your own neck trying to stop the ocean of blood from escaping.
“I… that’s not what I…” Zuko took a few shaky steps back. His ears felt like they where ringing.
What did he just do?
Katara screamed from the other side of the stream that ran through the cave.
“(Y/n)!” She cried. While distracted Azula attacked her again, directing Kataras attention away from you.
“I didn’t mean to…” Zuko felt tears forming in his eyes. You began to choke on your own blood. The sounds seemed to echo in his mind.
A small puddle began to gather around your hunched from.
He’d seen people die before.
He’s killed people before but this…
this made him down right sick.
The lips he had kissed a day before where now cut and streaming with crimson. The beautiful skin he held so near to himself cut and marred.
At his hands.
How could he?
“Get away from her!” Aang blew Zuko away with a powerful air blast. This snapped Zuko out of his daze and the battle continued.
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This is it huh?
This is how you’re going to die?
Bleeding out, in a cave, no one by your side, and at the hands of the man you love.
Or loved.
Haha
If only you had known that, that one night aboard his ship would turn out like this.
If only you had listened to your gut.
If only you hadn’t found him again.
If only you weren’t so gullible to believe he’d changed.
Maybe then things would be different.
Maybe if you tried harder he wouldn’t have chosen the wrong side.
Your mind was plagued with what ifs. Drowning out the battle infront of you.
Your knees gave out from under you.
You now laid still.
Body laying on top of the very shards that cut your.
Eyes looking up to the crystal lined cave before you.
It was beautiful. Their green glow was intoxicating.
A smile graced your lips.
Aang flew into the air. Your smile widened.
He finally unlocked the avatar state again.
Good.
Good…
Things where starting to get hazy. The world was blurring and you felt cold.
Yeah, you’re going to die here. But that’s okay.
You’ll be okay.
You’ll be fine.
“You’re going to make it!”
Katara had managed to lift both you and Aang up and out of the cave with the help of Iroh.
The old man was horrified at the sight of your blood soaked form.
He had no words for Zuko.
Only disappointment.
How could his nephew turn so cold.
.
.
A decision had to be made that night. Flying away from the now burning city of Ba Sing Sa the group was tasked with a choice they never thought they would have to make.
Aang was dead.
You where dead.
And Katara only had one vial of spirit water.
The decision was made.
The world needed the Avatar.
Sparring a few drops of spirit water she bent it into the wound on your neck and the rest to Aangs back.
She tried to make the most out of the regular water she had to mend your wounds.
They all hoped it was enough.
Would you pull through?
.
.
Standing beside Azula at the throne of the fallen earth kingdom Zuko is plagued by the vision of Katara carrying your lifeless form up the stream.
How your once vibrant eyes stared endlessly at the world below.
dull and lifeless…
He killed you.
It haunted him.
He felt regret over his decision.
Maybe if he hadn’t of jumped in you would have made it.
“We’ve done it Zuko. It’s taken a hundred years but the fire nation has conquered Ba Sing Sa.”
“I betrayed uncle…” he almost slipped up and said your name as well. But Azula could never know of what had transpired.
“No. He betrayed you.” Azula stood from the throne. “Zuko, when you return home father will welcome you home as a war hero.”
“But I don’t have the Avatar. What if father doesn’t restore my honor?”
“He doesn’t need to Zuko. Today, you restored your own honor.”
Maybe he didn’t.
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Human Too - Izuku M.
Ever heard the saying, never feed a stray cat?
Villain! Izuku x Reader
Rating: violence, mentions of blood and injury
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[SFW] The Sounds of Your Heart // Death x Reader
long time no see! back with some more gn!reader x death/muerte. this one is a bit more heavy than the last two, so discretion advised.
scenario: although the injuries you had recently received were relatively minor, death can't help himself but worry over your recklessness.
☙ Death/Lobo With Injured GN!Reader ❧
By the time he finds you, he is not pleased by your situation.
Your injuries were minor, at best. A few cuts and bruises here and there, but nothing too major worth worrying about...
...or, at least, so you thought.
Comfortability is key. He's already devoted his heart to you, so ensuring your well-being is currently his biggest concern.
Constantly hovering over you. He is more than ready to attend to your every need, so long as you just say the word.
He prefers to carry you on his back, anything to feel your warmth against him. If needs be, he isn't opposed to carrying you bridal-style. He just sees you as too fragile to carry on his shoulder.
More than willing to scold you if he feels you're pushing yourself too hard. Your recovery is important to him, after all.
The wolf had you nestled comfortably in his lap - his tail curled around your waist as his head rested atop your own. He had you faced towards his chest, letting you rest your head against his body as you listened quietly to the soft thumping of his heartbeat.
Or, at least, what you'd assume would be the heartbeat of an immortal wolf like himself, anyway. You were never able to tell.
"I'll be fine, I promise," you try to tell him. His ears flicked up at the sound of your voice, but he makes no effort to respond, content to just hold you in his embrace for as long as he can.
Even after you'd insist that you weren't hurt, he had little reason to believe you—not without reason, anyway. Your recklessness had caused you a myriad of issues in the past, much to his chagrin, to the point he'd lecture you about valuing your own safety more than once.
"Yo solo no quiero perderte," Muerte responded without a second thought, paws stroking gently through your hair. "Eso es todo."
As he uttered those words, you finally understood where his concerns were coming from. It wasn't that he just saw you as fragile, but rather, he saw you as mortal. Someone who would, one day, inevitably leave his side to join the great beyond. And the thought of losing you sooner rather than later was one he hadn't anticipated.
You had nothing to say to that, as there was not much you could come up with anyway. Rather, you rest your face against his chest, choosing to let sleep overcome you instead.
The moon is shining brightly tonight, just as always.
It's nice to see how he cares for you, even in his own special way.
This was just sitting in my notes app decided to finish it and post it here
Here, have Wine Lord Batman~
This is an x Adventurer!Reader with a female reader in mind
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Diluc | When You’re Injured
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(Un)dead beat dad (Chapter 3)
IT IS HAPPENING, WE ARE ENTERING THE FLUFF ZONE
(TW for injuries and medical equipment :3) Chap 2 Chap 4
