Characters: Aang, Azula, Katara, Sokka, Toph, and Zuko
Warnings: not one!
A/n: yes I'm doing the girlies too in honour of all the Toph/Katara edits I'm seeing on Tik Tok... they deserve all the love.
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Aang
Aang would be ecstatic.
He hadn't told you, but he wanted nothing more than an army of children to pass on his teachings to and keep his culture alive.
He would wait on you every second of the day. You needed for nothing and got all you wanted on top of that. Every strange craving, every tantrum, every breakdown, he took care of you.
It only got worse as your pregnancy progressed, Aang never leaving your side out of fear of you getting hurt.
"I'm going to take care of you and our little one, you understand?"
"Nothing will stop me from protecting you."
Azula
Azula would panic at first.
She would disappear, neglecting all of her royal duties for days.
You would be hysterical. You knew she wouldn't take it well, but running away? That you did not anticipate.
She would however return after a few days, tears in her eyes as she apologized and held you close, whispering how lucky you were and how beautiful your baby would be.
Azula prepared a nursery immediately, and called in royal servants to wait on you hand and foot. You had everything you could ever need.
Katara
"I think I'm pregnant."
Katara froze, and tears hit her eyes before she embraced you, rubbing your back as she said how happy she was.
She would care for you herself, using her water bending to heal any bruise, nick, or pain you felt.
You would feel so loved, and you knew your baby would be loved too.
Sokka
Sokka would laugh hysterically, wheezing as he finished with a hand on his knee.
"Good one!"
"I'm not joking."
He sobered up so fast, his face falling as he realized you were dead serious.
"Are you sure?"
You nodded, sniffing nervously as you waited for the happy reaction you had hoped for.
His face changed as he processed, a smile spreading across his face.
"I love you."
He would kiss you, pulling you in by the waist as he showed you just how happy he was.
Toph
Toph would let her signature grin out as she bent down to kiss your belly.
"Hey little one. You're gonna be the most badass kid ever."
You would laugh and pull her up for a kiss, embracing her as you did.
"I love you," you mumbled, closing your eyes.
"I love you too."
Zuko
Zuko would definitely be the one to notice your pregnancy.
The morning sickness you brushed off, the mood swings, the lack of bleeding in the last few months.
"(Y/n), have you considered you might be pregnant?"
"Of course not."
He dropped it, waited a few weeks, and you began to notice your weight gain. You complained to him about it, and he mentioned it for a second time.
"Are you sure you're not pregnant?"
You burst into tears, suddenly coming to terms with what had been in the back of your mind.
"It's okay, (Y/n). We're going to be okay. I'll take care of both of you."
Sokka is heavy against your side as you help him back to the campsite, carrying most of his body weight on your own. “C’mon, just a little farther, okay?” you speak through gritted teeth. “We’re almost there, just stay with me.”
He responds with a quiet groan, and you feel yourself on the brink of tears. Panic is rushing through your veins and all you can focus on is moving forward, getting back to Katara, saving Sokka. When he starts to fully collapse, it takes every ounce of adrenaline within you to lift him into your arms.
You’re almost there, you’re almost there, you’re almost…
“Katara! Toph! Aang!” you scream at the top of your lungs. “Help!”
Suddenly, the three of them are rushing into view, and Katara takes in the sight of you with fear in her eyes. She’s at your side in an instant, helping you set Sokka’s body onto the grass below.
You scramble backwards to allow her better access to the wound, looking on with tears in your eyes. The gash across Sokka’s torso is bad, terrifyingly so. The fact that he even stayed conscious for so long…
You’re not sure how much time goes by, surrounded by worried friends as Katara heals him the best she can. It feels like an eternity.
Eventually, though, the gash starts to close, and suddenly it’s like the wound was never there to begin with. His skin is smooth, untouched, and somehow it makes you cry harder.
Aang is the one who carries him back to camp, airbending aiding his strength, but you walk beside him the entire way. You sit next to Sokka as they lay him down on a sleeping mat, watching his unconscious body as he breathes in and out, in and out, in and out—
The first word out of his mouth when he awakes is your name, and he looks around, confused by his surroundings for a moment before noticing you.
“You jerk, don’t ever do that again,” you speak through tears, torn between a sob and a smile.
“You’re okay,” he sighs quietly, relief washing over his features as he reaches out to take your hand.
Of course, you intertwine your fingers with his, and he squeezes tight.
“Do you have any idea how scared I was? How close you came to— to—“
“But I didn’t. You made sure I didn’t, and I-I’ll never be able to thank you enough.” His thumb moves to caress the back of your hand, and you fold over him, your head pressed directly against his chest.
“Just don’t do it again, please don’t do it again, never do that, never, never—“
His other hand comes up to rest on the back of your head, running his fingers softly through your hair. “It’s okay. I’m okay.”
“But you almost weren’t,” you cry against him. “You can’t do that, you can’t do that, please…” You lift your head and look him in the eye. “Don’t sacrifice yourself to protect me. I’m not weak, I can handle myself. Don’t you ever put yourself in danger like that just to protect me.”
He stares at you for a moment, as if he’s trying to figure something out. “I… I didn’t try to protect you because I think you’re weak. I know you’re strong,” he squeezes your hand. “I’ve just… lost too many people already. I saw that blade coming toward you and I panicked and I— it was the only thing I could think to do.”
You open your mouth to reply, but struggle to find the words. Eventually, you settle on, “Does it still hurt?”
He shakes his head, “Nope, good as new.”
You sit up, then move to lie down beside him, wrapping your arm around his waist and leaning your head against his shoulder. He’s quick to move it, though, slinging his arm around you and pulling you closer.
You nestle into his chest. You close your eyes and focus on the warmth of his body, firm proof that he’s still alive, still breathing. “I can’t lose you, either,” your voice barely comes out as a whisper.
Sokka replies with a kiss to the top of your head, holding you tighter. “It’ll take more than some pesky sword to get rid of me.”
None of the others bother you, no comments, no jokes, and you’re thankful. You join them for dinner in your own time, not once leaving Sokka’s side. The atmosphere is warm, light, everything you need after almost losing— after the day’s events.
Sokka is here. Your friends are here. The air is filled with laughter and you’re safe, at least for the evening. Whatever the next day brings is tomorrow’s business; for now, these moments are what matter, and you’ll cling to them as long as you can.
Characters: Toph, Katara, Azula, Aang, Zuko, and Sokka
Warnings: None!! Maybe one suggestive inner monologue sentence, but that's it!
A/N: Can you tell I have a crush on Azula?
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Toph Beifong
Toph would kiss you so hard it would take your breath away.
It would last for minutes as she roughly devoured you, finally giving in to feelings she had for years, and showing you exactly how much she liked you.
Katara
Fuck would Katara be passionate.
She would realize she had feelings one day while you ate dinner by the campfire.
Everyone had turned in for the night, but the two of you had been blabbering on about random stuff all night, your meals forgotten in your hands as you chatted.
She would suddenly see how beautiful you were, how perfect every word you said was, how much your moving lips called her name.
She would lean in and hold both sides of your face, admiring your confusion only for a moment before catching your lips in hers, kissing you like it was the last day on earth.
Azula
Azula would be yelling at you when it happened. She was pissed about some stupid little thing that had nothing to do with you, and yet she took it out on you.
You finally snapped at her to stop, that you didn't deserve her anger.
She would pin you up against the wall, both you wrists in her iron grip as she would growl, "what did you just say to me?"
"I said, be nicer," you would shoot back.
And with that, she kissed you, her anger melting as she softened against your lips. When she finally pulls away, she'll tease you again.
"Nice enough for you, (Y/n)?"
Aang
You know you'd be the one to initiate your first kiss with Aang. He may be brave on the battlefield, but when it came to love, he was a bit of a wuss.
You knew it was because he had no experience; he spent his entire childhood fighting the old fire lord. He may have flirted with Katara, but you didn't think it had ever gone anywhere.
So when you pressed your lips to his for a quick, surprise peck, you were the one that was surprised as he blew a gust of wind at you, knocking you off your feet.
"Crap!" Aang swore, hurrying to help you up. "I'm so sorry! You caught me off guard!"
"Clearly."
"Can we try that again?"
Zuko
Zuko and she had finally broken up.
They'd been together for years, and you had been pining from the sidelines for just as long.
As he cried on your shoulder, you tried not to think about what you wanted to do to him, knowing it was selfish timing.
Despite this, during one of your conversations, as you were leaned in and telling him he would find someone who is perfect for him, he leaned in and captured your lips in his, roughly moving against you and pulling you closer.
You finally broke away, gasping.
"We can't do this yet, please. You're still in love with..."
"Oh, (Y/n). You have no idea who I'm in love with."
Sokka
Sokka would throw you the perfect dinner. He would plan your first kiss days in advance, determined to make it perfect.
Of course, Katara was the one who cooked it, but it's the thought that counts, right?
When the moment came, after a perfect night and a beautiful walk across the beach, he would gently grasp your waist on either side and pull you in.
He'd connect his forehead to yours before touching noses, and finally, leaning in for your lips. It would be slow and meaningful, and he would rub your back while he kissed you.
Characters: Toph, Katara, Azula, Aang, Zuko, and Sokka
Warnings: p in v sex, f on f sex if you squint, uhhh other sexual like things so read at your own risk!!
A/N: Haha, I'm going to try a ~fun~ version of these imagines. Enjoy!!
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Toph Beifong
Toph would be a pillow princess.
She likes whatever can get her off the quickest while feeling amazing.
After all, at the end of the day, she knows she's more than worth being pleased.
Katara
Katara would love the shoulder holder.
She'd want to look you in the eyes, but she'd want her legs pushed all the way up so you could hit those better angles.
And you'd love doing it, the sounds she made when you did were like nothing else.
Azula
Azula would top you every time.
Her control issues would shine through as she handcuffed you to the bed, followed by tying your legs apart so she could have all the access she wanted.
"Aw, is my little slut feeling good?"
"You look like you're having too much fun, (Y/n. Should I spank you?"
You would cum of course, but only after she did. Two or three times.
Aang
Aang, of course, is a missionary kinda guy.
He wants to see every expression of pleasure you make as he makes love to you.
He'd whisper sweet nothings in your ear while playing with your nipples, squeezing and rolling them between the pads of his fingers.
"Is that how you like it, baby?" He'd ask as he hit each and every spot you needed.
Zuko
Zuko would want you in doggy every time.
He loves pushing your head down while using his free hand to slam your hips into his thrusts.
"Fuck, right there," you'd be moaning in seconds.
He could last so long like that, just watching how your ass jiggled with every stroke.
He made it worth your while when he'd reach around and toy with your clit, always making sure you finished all over him before he even got close.
Sokka
Sokka would be happy with any position.
But, if he had to pick, his favourite would be lazy, sloppy, sideways sex.
He's be spooning you and playing with your clit, making you drip for him. You'd twist forward so he could position himself, and he'd slowly slide inside.
His thrusts would be slow and lazy, just enough to make you finish right around the same time.
