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[kurekoii]

Zukoxreader! enemies to lovers

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The war room was suffocating. Not from the heat—though the Fire Nation palace always ran warm—but from the tension crackling between you and the man sitting across the table, his golden eyes fixed on the map like it personally offended him.

"This is a terrible idea," you said, arms crossed over your chest. Fire Lord Zuko didn't even look up. "Your objection has been noted." "Noted?" You leaned forward, palms flat on the table. "We're talking about walking into the Earth Kingdom's most volatile region with half the security we need. People want you dead, Zuko.

Or have you forgotten the last three assassination attempts?" "I haven't forgotten anything." His voice was ice despite the fire in his veins. "But I also haven't forgotten that I'm the Fire Lord, and I don't need a water bender lecturing me about my own security."

There it was. That dismissive tone that made your blood boil and your heart clench at the same time. "Right, because being Fire Lord makes you immortal," you shot back.

"My mistake. I'll just pack my healing supplies for fun, then. Maybe make friendship bracelets while you get stabbed." Katara sighed from her position by the window.

"Can you two not do this right now?" "We're not doing anything," Zuko said flatly. "Oh, we're definitely doing something," you muttered under your breath.

His eyes snapped to yours then, and for a moment—just a heartbeat—something flickered in that amber gaze. Something that made your stomach flip and your defenses slam into place.

"If you have a better plan," he said slowly, "I'm listening." You hated how his voice softened, just slightly. Hated how it made you want to reach across the table and— No.

Absolutely not. "My plan is don't be an idiot," you said, forcing brightness into your tone. "Revolutionary, I know. I should write a book." "Your wisdom is overwhelming." "Your sarcasm is showing, your majesty."

Aang cleared his throat. "So... we're going to the Earth Kingdom?" Zuko stood abruptly, the chair scraping against stone. "We leave at dawn. Pack light.

We'll be moving fast through hostile territory." His gaze lingered on you for a fraction too long.

"Try not to slow us down." Your jaw dropped. "Excuse me?" But he was already walking away, his Fire Lord robes billowing dramatically behind him like he practiced it.

Which he probably did. Dramatic jerk. "I don't slow anyone down!" you called after him. He paused at the doorway, glancing back over his shoulder.

The sunset streaming through the windows caught his scar, painted him in gold and shadow. "Then prove it." The door slammed shut. "I hate him," you announced to the room.

Sokka snorted. "Sure you do." "I do!" "The way you hate lychee nuts?" Katara asked innocently.

"Because I've seen you eat an entire bag while claiming you hate them." You pointed at her.

"That's different, and you know it." "Is it though?" Sokka grinned.

"Because from where I'm sitting—" "I'm going to pack," you interrupted, heading for the door.

"And when Zuko gets himself killed tomorrow, don't say I didn't warn you."

Toph's voice followed you into the hallway: "Twenty gold pieces says they kiss before someone dies!"

"Thirty says someone dies because they're too busy arguing to notice the danger!" Sokka countered.

You flipped them off without turning around.

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[xmooniecore]

Zuko x reader headcanon | when he is jealous

Fire literally crackles at his fingertips when he sees you talking to someone else. he can't help it

Gets broody and silent, his jaw clenched

refuses to meet your eyes until you ask what's wrong

Will find excuses to touch you: hand on your back, fingers intertwined, claiming you physically

Pulls you aside later with a low voice: "That was a long conversation"

Becomes intensely passionate in private and kisses you like he's proving something

Needs reassurance and vulnerability after

wants to hear you say you're his

His jealousy burns hot but fades quickly once he feels secure again

stay safe ♡

[thenchokeme]

Y/n…

Summer remained, bearing the name of love.

A tender love

Before long, it became summer itself.

When I think of it,

love in summer was always the most beautiful.

Perhaps it was only beautiful

because you were there in that summer.

I don’t know how far these words meant for you will reach,

but I will hold onto this longing

for summer, and for love.

Whenever you cross my mind,

summer rises in my heart again.

The love I knew with you

has become what summer means to me.

[burntsecrets]

A Frosty Friend

Pairing: Zuko x Reader Word Count: 782 Prompt: @fluff-cember Day 3: snowman Summary: You help Zuko make a snowman for the first time. Warnings: mild language, mentions of firebending, mild teasing, brief physical touch, implied emotional vulnerability

The crisp winter air stings your cheeks, but you don’t mind. The snow-covered Earth Kingdom village feels like a dream, its narrow streets lined with snow-laden rooftops and quiet serenity. You kick a puff of snow with your boot, grinning as the powder swirls in the breeze. For someone who’s never seen snow like this before, the possibilities seem endless.

Behind you, Zuko walks with his usual guarded intensity, golden eyes scanning the quiet village for threats that aren’t there. His breath fogs in the cold, and his arms are crossed tight over his chest as if he can will the chill away through sheer determination.

You stop in your tracks and spin to face him. “Let’s build a snowman.”

Zuko raises an eyebrow. “What?”

“A snowman,” you repeat, crouching to scoop up a handful of snow. “You’ve seriously never built one?”

“No,” he replies flatly. “And I don’t see why we should start now.”

“Because it’s fun,” you say, tossing the snow lightly into the air and catching it. “When’s the last time you did something just for fun?”

Zuko exhales sharply, his brow furrowing. “This is ridiculous.”

“Oh, come on,” you tease, stepping closer. “What would Aang say if he saw you refusing to enjoy the snow? He’d probably call it a crime against nature or something.”

That earns you a dry glare, but after a moment, Zuko sighs. “Fine. But if this is some elaborate scheme to make me look stupid…”

“Too late,” you quip, grabbing a handful of snow and starting to roll it into a ball. Zuko mutters something under his breath but crouches beside you.

At first, he watches as you roll the snowball across the ground, the base growing larger with each pass. “You’re just rolling it?” he asks, his tone skeptical.

“That’s how you start,” you say, grinning. “Then you pack it tight.”

Zuko hesitates before scooping up a handful of snow. His movements are stiff and cautious, as if he’s handling something explosive. “Like this?”

“Yeah, but more pressure,” you instruct. “It’s snow, not glass.”

He huffs and presses his hands into the snow, his brow furrowed in concentration. For someone who regularly wields fire, he’s surprisingly meticulous about packing the snow. It’s kind of endearing.

After a while, the two of you manage to stack three uneven snowballs atop one another. Zuko steps back, frowning critically. “It’s… lopsided.”

“It’s perfect,” you counter, brushing snow off your gloves. “Now it just needs a face.”

You gather pebbles for eyes and a crooked twig for a nose, then start sticking them onto the snowman. Zuko watches with his arms crossed again, his skepticism palpable. “This is what people do for fun?”

“Yep,” you say, sticking on the snowman’s mouth with a flourish. “And now… it needs something extra.”

You step back, tilting your head as you study your creation. The curved base, the round body—it reminds you of something. Or someone.

“It looks like Appa,” you declare, grinning.

Zuko snorts softly. “Appa? Really?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t see it.” You point to the snowman’s round shape. “All it needs are some horns and a tail.”

Zuko mutters something about wasting time but crouches to help anyway. He shapes a stubby tail at the back while you add twigs for horns. His hands are sure and steady, and you’re struck by how much effort he’s putting into something so simple.

When you’re done, you step back together to admire your work. The snowman—Appa, you’ve decided—looks ridiculous but lovable, with its lopsided body and crooked grin.

“It’s not terrible,” Zuko admits grudgingly, his golden eyes scanning the snowman. “For a snow bison.”

You grin and nudge his arm. “See? You’ve got a hidden creative side.”

“I don’t have a creative side,” he replies, though the faintest smirk tugs at his lips. “I just followed your instructions.”

“Sure, sure,” you say, laughing. “Whatever helps you sleep at night, Your Majesty of Snow Sculpting.”

He huffs, but his ears turn red—not from the cold, you’re certain. The two of you stand in companionable silence for a moment, watching as snowflakes drift lazily from the sky, catching on your snowman’s horns.

When you glance at Zuko, his gaze isn’t on the snowman anymore—it’s on you. The usual intensity in his eyes has softened, replaced by something warmer, quieter. It makes your chest feel lighter, like maybe, just maybe, you’re chipping away at his icy exterior.

“Thanks,” you say softly, nudging his arm again. “For helping.”

Zuko shrugs, but the corner of his mouth lifts in that almost smile you’re starting to recognize. “It wasn’t terrible.”

And for a fleeting moment, in this snowy little village, everything feels just right.

[whack0roundsimp]

The Roots that Played With Fire

Summary: In a world that’s rebuilt by the Avatar and his friends, a young woman turns to live in hiding after discovering that she could not bend the traditional four elements. Instead, she wields something rare and true raw power. A new form of bending; Plant bending. Feared and misunderstood, she protects a mysterious child while evading those that threaten them both. 

When saving a member of the Avatar Gang, she reveals her power. After being faced with dealy attacks, she is faced with a dislodged moral compass and an uneasy alliance with Aang, Katara, Sokka, Toph, and Fire Lord Zuko. 

As tension rises and trust being fragile, it becomes clear that she isn’t the only thing being hunted. Will bonds form and deepen or will the constant threat of betrayal break the only thing that she had to a support system. 

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SNEAK PEAK IS HERE!!!!!!

What the Earth Refused:

Years later, the memory still clung to her like roots that refused to pull free. YN adjusted the straps of her worn through satchel, eyes scanning the tree line as she moved. Forest dense - trunks towering above and the undergrowth made the travel long. But provided enough coverage to keep them safe.

Well, as safe as they can get.

“Can we stop soon?” a small voice said.

YN looked down.

The child walked closely behind her, clutching the edge of her sleeve like it was the only thing tethering them to the world.

“Soon,” She said gently. “Just a bit farther. There should be a clearing with a creek we can rest at.” The child squinted, “I call bluff, you always say that.” A faint smile tugged at YN’s mouth. The child huffed, but never letting go of her sleeve.

YN shifted her gaze to the forest around them. It was quiet. Too quiet.

“Stay close”

“I’m always close”

“Well stay closer”

The child pressed into her side. YN inhaled slowly, reaching—not down, but outward. She felt the plants around her, the quiet pulse of life in roots and leaves and vines. They responded faintly, brushing against her awareness like cautious animals.

Nothing aggressive.

Nothing threatening.

But—

A tremor.

Not natural. Her head snapped up. Too late. The first blast of fire tore through the trees.

......

The ground didn’t crack.It tore.

Roots exploded upward from beneath the surface, thick and violent, ripping through dirt and stone alike. Vines lashed outward, snapping around attackers and yanking them off their feet with brutal force.

The spike aimed her way shattered before it left the opponent's hand.

Katara stumbled back, breath catching. Mass of green coiled around her—protective, alive.

The battlefield froze. “What…” Sokka blinked. “What is that?!”

More movement.

Trees groaned as their branches bent unnaturally, leaves whipping through the air in controlled arcs. The forest itself seemed to surge forward, responding to something unseen.

The forest itself had come alive.

And in the center of it—

Her.

Barefoot, standing in the churned earth. Body moving like a water bender would when churning the tides. Swaying her arms once more before they came to a slow stop. The plants responded to her like they were a direct extension of her physical and spiritual body.

Her eyes lifted.

Locked with Katara’s.

There was no triumph there.

No pride.

Just calculation. Then fear. She stepped back slowly. The entire forest reacting to her movement and retracting with her. “Wait!” Aang called. But she turned and ran before he got a response. 

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Thank you so much! Chapter 1 should be finished here soon, if everything works out I'll be able to post it on Thursday!

[unfriedough]

Hi super sorry if your request aren’t open.

I had this thought about Zuko x waterbending reader and maybe they could be related to Hama (like a grandma or something) and r basically it’s difficult to explain but Zuko and reader started dating after the war and he tries really hard to get Hamas approval because he’s from the fire nation and Hama ends up sorta accepting him but is still hella weary about him

‘Dinner’- Zuko x female!reader

An: HIYA! So as to not be annoying I’m leaving my lil disappearance explanation at the bottom, enjoy 🫶

(As usual, thank you for your request and patience it means a lot 💕)

Warnings: fighting/agression but it’s brief dw (this is also a very short piece)

You smiled as a candle flickered in your room, kicking your feet as you read a letter your boyfriend, Zuko, wrote to you. He detailed in it his most recent endeavours as a fire lord, as well as affirmed that he could in fact come for a visit. You had been planning to move to his palace soon, as per his request, but he was afraid your grandmother, Hama, a ruthless fire nation hating blood bender who might just hate Zuko, would not be on board. You decided the easiest way was to have them both over for food, and you’d prepared a huge feast of different delicacies of both nations. Zuko was meant to arrive in about an hour, and Hama was already down stairs washing up. She vaguely knew you were going to introduce her to someone, just not entirely aware of who. You shoved the scroll into another backpack you packed for your move, which was supposed to take place a week from now if all goes well.

You walked over to the window sill and sat on a cushion you placed on the protruding wooden part, sighing. You wandered in an endless maze of thoughts, until a face appeared in front of you. You squeaked, almost falling backwards but you caught yourself. Shaking your head, you unlocked the window and pulled zuko in.

“Dude?” You questioned, pulling him in for a hug.

He smelled like the sea, you noted, originally expecting the smell of a certain beast on him.

“Sorry- I got nervous,” you giggled, pinching his pouty cheeks.

He grinned, dipping you into a passionate kiss that screamed ‘I miss you’ in every language. His hand trailed to your back, and yours his hair. Just as things began to escalate, the door swung open.

“YN!”

Immediately, you pushed him away, and he stumbled backwards. Both your eyes landed on your grandma, who was as pale as a ghost.

“I can explain!”

“What kind of nonsense is this?”

Zuko was frozen, from the long list of things that could've gone wrong, this did not even make the top one hundred list.

“Grandma, this is Zuko,” you calmed down, “My boyfriend,”

He snapped out of his trance and extended an arm to shake with her. She walked out, leaving a small stone to prevent the door from closing again.

“Sorry about her,” you groaned, embarrassed that she left him hanging.

He retreated his arm, shoving it into his pocket, “She already thinks I suck. It’s over.”

“It’s okay she’s easy to win over,” you smiled sweetly, contrasting the lies that currently fled your lips.

Stiff, awkward, weird… all of the above.

You couldn’t relax for this dinner, things were so tense after what just happened. He didn’t even get to say hello before she saw his tongue down your throat and now she probably is a hair away from blood bending him into a ball. And he could tell she hated him- when he asked you to pass him a spoon she threw it at him. She missed…

“So, why don’t you tell her about yourself Zuko,” you broke the silence.

His eyes widened, suddenly being put on the spot, “Well I-uh-um-“ he coughed.

“He helped the avatar end a hundred year war,” you chimed in.

“Yeah so he can start a 200 year war all on his own,” she remarked, glaring at him. “All fire folks are the same,”

“Gram, give him a chance, he’s trying his best,” you held his hand over the table, rubbing your thumb in comforting circles.

Suddenly, a fork came hurling at you, and when you both dodged your hands away, you found it embedded in the table.

“Right…” you breathed out.

She stood up abruptly, folding her arms, “Yn, come outside, now,”

“Yes ma’am,” you replied, looking back at Zuko with a worried expression.

You shut the creaky wooden door behind you and adjusted your garments as you stood by here on the patio.

“A fire nation boy?”

“He’s different… he’s not what you think he is,”

“That’s what they all say Yn, he’s bad news.”

“What about him is bad news?”

“Everything. Especially the fact that he’s a ticking time bomb.”

“He’s a good man.”

“Are you forgetting his past? He attacked the avatar!” Your eyes widened, “That’s right, I did my research… I know every little thing he did and so help me if you dare leave this house with him I will make sure that’s the last time either of you see each other.”

“You can’t do that!”

“Who’s gonna stop me?”

Your eyes brimmed with tears- it was one thing to ban you from seeing him, but a completely other thing to treat you like a child. You were old enough to make these decisions on your own. You huffed, storming back inside and waltzing into your bedroom, slamming the door with a lot of force.

Hama sat back down at the table, smiling before she flipped it onto Zuko. He gasped, standing up quickly to avoid being crushed. She stomped around the table and got up in his face, grabbing the collar of his shirt. She was surprisingly strong for her ancient age.

“What do you want from her?”

“To be with her,”

“Why?”

“Because I love her,”

“WHY?”

“WHAT DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY?”

She pushed him onto the ground, lifting her arm as if about to bloodbend him. He’d heard the tales of what she was capable of from his friends, and he felt his heart drop.

Zuko froze, waiting, shielding himself and closing his eyes.

“Aren’t you gonna firebend?” She asked, a bitter sounding tone.

“No.”

Just then, you exited your room, finally having collected your bearings. There, you found Zuko almost curled up on himself, and Hama glaring at him. He breathed heavily, and she looked as if a blood vessel was about to pop. You immediately rushed to his side, helping him up to his feet and checking him for wounds. He was fine of course.

Your hand brushed against his cheek and he closed his eyes, humming, “I’m fine,”

“What did you do?” You yelled, looking at the old lady.

“I tested him.”

You laughed sarcastically, “And did he pass,”

“With flying colours,” 2 out of 3 pairs of eyebrows flew upwards, you and Zuko exchanged glances. “For now,”

After a bit of cleaning up, you finished the night with Zuko in your bedroom, sitting at your desk.

“Is everything okay?” You asked, leaning against the table.

“If she doesn’t even want me near you, how on Earth are you going to move in with me?”

“That’s… that’s a great question.”

An: OKAY SO idek where to start I basically obv got back to school and I had exams and then even MORE EXAMS coming up (send help) BUUUT I mainly just lost my spark and interest in writing but it feels wrong to continue to ignore my inbox so I’m gonna try my best to clear it soon. If you have requested I’m genuinely so so sorry it’s taken this long I’m sure you’re mad at me but hopefully not too mad don’t hate me okay bye love you 🩷

[ransprang]

Hey there, this is for the prompts special you guys are doing. Could I get the first one, oh, there's only one bed for Zuko from atla pls.

Thank you.

Your doing great guys. And congratulations on 100 followers:)

hey thank you so much <3 i'm so glad someone finally requested Zuko, he's so cute!!

100 follower event~ N/SFW

Zuko x reader: oh no, there's only one bed

- You are part of the avatar gang and are traveling with them. Zuko has recently joined you guys and the gang is slowly warming up to him.

- You had been getting along with everyone pretty well. And after Zuko joined you realised you actually have the most in common with him. You two became pretty close friends and would talk quite often.

- Your platonic feelings became replaced with romantic ones overtime when you watched Zuko teach Aang how to fire bend.

- One night, Zuko noticed that his fire bending powers have significantly weakened. He decides to train and increase his power. While practicing his fire bending, he accidentally sets fire to everyone's belongings. Luckily Katara was able to put out the fire before the damage was severe. Turns out only Zuko's tent was damaged in the fire.

- Everyone decides that Zuko will sleep in Sokka's tent tonight and they'll go get a new one for Zuko tomorrow. They all go to bed for the night.

- Zuko lets Sokka get settled in first, opting instead to gaze at the stars with you in companionable silence.

- Once you turn in for the night, Zuko walks into Sokka's tent to find Sokka sprawled across the entire tent. Zuko tries moving him over to try and find some space but the jostling only yields in Sokka's cock slipping out. It resembles a shriveled raisin and Zuko mutters, "That's rough, buddy." and leaves the tent to report to you his findings.

- You're surprised to find the crown prince at your tent at this time of the night. You look at him questioningly and he shrugs shyly and starts babbling about raisins. You sigh and invite him in thinking it can't be helped. You figure it was too much to ask Zuko to share a bed with Sokka no matter how friendly they had become.

- Suddenly it crosses your mind that there is only one mattress in your tent. You look over at Zuko and it seems that he has realised this too based on the redness on his face (no not his scar, he is blushing).

- You get a bit flustered thinking about how you're going to be sharing the same mattress with a great and handsome guy like Zuko. After a small awkward silence Zuko offers to sleep on the floor.

- Right when he's starting to move his body towards the floor you grab a hold of his shirt to stop him. "It's gonna be hard for you to sleep on the floor, let's just share the mattress. We're friends after all, it's fine." you say with a smile on your blushing face.

- You sit on the mattress and pat the small space next to you. Zuko joins you but refuses to look at you. You put the blanket over the two of you and lie down thinking if you act like everything is normal then maybe he'll feel more comfortable.

- Zuko eventually lies down next to you. Your backs are touching each other and you can feel the warmth emanating from him. It feels so strange to be in such close proximity to him. You both are really good friends but you've never been this physically close to him.

- A few minutes pass and you feel Zuko moving around a bit. You hear him whisper "Uh hey y/n.. are you asleep?". "No I can't sleep for some reason."

- A few seconds pass. He whispers again "Maybe this isn't the right time to say this, but thank you for everything you've done for me. All my life it's been so hard for me to be accepted by others. Yet you accepted me and made me feel so welcomed even though we've known each other for a short amount of time." You feel and hear him move around again, this time he flipped over and your back is pressing against his chest. "You mean a lot to me y/n".

- You flip around as well now your chest is pressed against his. You look into his eyes and see a very tender and loving gaze staring at you. You reply, "You mean a lot to me too Zuko. Meeting you has made my days livelier than they used to be."

- Both of you are staring into each others eyes, and Zuko's eyes flutter back and forth between your lips and your eyes. Taking the hint, you close your eyes and lean forward planting a gentle kiss on his lips. He reciprocates a little sloppily, but lovingly.

- He wraps his arms around your waist, while one of yours is on his shoulder and the other is in his soft hair. Your chests are so close, the tent feels like it's getting hotter and you feel something hard pressing against your stomach.

- One of your hands roam downwards and palms his member. Zuko lets out a moan and starts paying attention to your neck. The heat in the tent increases and you're sweating even more.

- Now that his attention is on your neck you open your eyes slightly to get a peek. As your eyes open you see red all around you. Your tent is on fire.

- Holy shit your tent is on fire. You see small fire sparks on the surface of Zuko's body. He had been producing fire without realising it. You push a very puzzled Zuko off of you and open the entrance to the tent. You grab his arm and get him out of there with you.

- You both watch the fire grow bigger and bigger while holding hands. Katara awakened by the smell of smoke puts the fire out once more and goes back to bed.

- Zuko and you cuddle and fall asleep on the ground upon the ashes where your tent was.

your bed lover,

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[little-lemoncake]

Lie to me

Sub GN!Reader x Unspecified Dom w/ he/him pronouns

Genre: untitled smut prompt in which y/n is pretty damn desperate for relief 😃 not associated with any specific character, but could be Zuko from atla or Asra from the Arcana. just for fun and not proofread :)

contains: dom/sub dynamic, begging

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"i'm so horny, baby", you say, quietly. "i need release. i can't think straight. i can't think about anything else."

"you wont cum yet, baby. at least not with permission."

your face takes on desperate features and your breath hatches.

"please", you breathe with so much need that you feel tears building up in your eyes, but he shakes his head.

you mirror his movement, looking around the room frantically, searching for any kind of solution, any kind of possibility, any kind of release. your eyes stop as a desperate, filthy idea hits you.

"then lie to me", you say, looking up to him. "please, just tell me you'll let me cum. i need that security just for a moment. just lie."

he furrows his brows and laughs.

"oh, sweetheart?", he laughs, "are you really that desperate? that horny? enough to beg me to lie to you, even if you know it's not gonna be true?"

you swallow.

"yes."