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[zzzireael]

MASTERLIST

hello fellow vampire babies, hope you're doing ok<33 here for you is the masterlist for my current and future work. currently i'm writing for Leon S. Kennedy (Resident Evil) and Prince Zuko (ATLA). however, in the near future it may change if so, then i'll inform you.

have any request? don't hesitate and write to me, but i need to say, i'm in no words a fast writer, so bear with me ;)

LEON S. KENNEDY The Forgotten Soldier (series soon!!)

PRINCE ZUKO Lost Connection part 2 part 3 part 4 part 5

[deityditee]

𓂃 ࣪ ࣪⋆✩˚ ༘ [leon kennedy]: three times you tried to end your situationship with Leon + the one time you actually succeeded

— in which! you were overthinking your relationship with leon and he was doing the same as you—just not for the same reason.

wordcount! 4.1k (even I'm shocked)

warning! cliché, idiots in love, drunk-driving (DONT BE LIKE THEM), mild depictions of gunshots and crashes, allusions to sexual intercourse, f! reader in mind but it's really not specified i think, HEAVY SUGGESTIVE STUFF, not beta'ed we die like my mans ethan, eng not my first language, wrote this in under 48 hrs are u proud of me

loosely inspired by: don't wanna break up again by ariana grande

The first time it happened, it was a casual hook-up. A one-night stand.

You met him in a local bar, drinking his sorrows away—you guessed. But he was pretty, and you were (admittedly) weak for pretty guys, so when temptation goes hand in hand with stupidity and bad decisions? It was a no-brainer that equates to disaster.

You sat beside him, equipped with nothing but liquid courage and a thirst for biceps. That should’ve raised red flags in his mind, but he doesn’t seem to care; that works to your favor.

“What’s a pretty guy doing here, all alone?” You played coy, flagging the bartender for a drink while (not-so-subtly) looking at him to see if he'll take the bait.

“…” No response. It seemed as if he was stuck in his own lonely world.

“Goldilocks?” You tried again, deadset on getting his attention, even if he's straight up refusing to give you a crumble.

“…Me?” He gruffed. Oh? That got a reaction out of him.

The stranger took another shot, stubbornly refusing to glance at you—refusing to give the attention you craved.

“Of course, you.” You chuckled, refusing to give up.

“Sorry, didn’t know.” He grunts. What a broody man.

“Girlfriend dumped you?”

Hook, line, and sinker. That made him pause. Must've hit a nerve.

“That's your way of asking if I have one?” He replied with a scoff, a petty smirk making itself known.

“You’re cute. Got me already.” You hummed, aiming to catch him off guard.

That got him to finally look at you. His eyes widen a fraction—barely even noticeable—as a light flush dusts his cheeks.

“How would I get you if I don’t even know your name?” He countered, finally having the courage to respond.

“Damn, you’re smooth.” You whistled, giving your name with a grin. Fuck, he was finally interested.

“Hm? What a pretty name,” he mumbled your name, a slight quirk lifting his lips. “Sounds like your mother loves you.”

Now that… kinda made your heart speed up. As if you unknowingly signed a bound-for-life contract with a person whose name you don’t even know, no less. You talked for hours; the conversation fell into a mad, easy rhythm. He looked familiar—as if you’ve seen him somewhere before. You don’t know when or where, but gosh, something about him felt unbearably enchanting. Like he bewitched you—letting him carve a hole in your heart with a sign that says ‘I live here now lol’.

Well, that’s a one-way ticket to enter his home.

No, seriously, he did take you to his apartment—sorry, penthouse. It was nearby, and neither of you was hammered enough to drive—it was relatively safe.

What happened after wasn’t safe at all, though.

After his front door opened, lust resumed to cloud your minds. You felt his presence looming behind you, his hands steady on your waist. The moment the door closed? He’s pouncing on you like an animal starved for weeks. Lips on lips, tongue to tongue, rough hands exploring the canvases of your bodies. His hand snuck on the back of your head, pulling you impossibly closer and angling his wet appendage even deeper—sweet sounds involuntarily leaving your throat, and he swallows it down like a champ. He tastes like a hint of mint and strong whiskey. God, you hoped the walls were thick.

Your hands slide inside his shirt with feather-like precision, moving from his soft pectorals (now hardened as you felt him flex) to his defined abdominal muscles. Six packs, you counted. You felt him shiver as your hands moved dangerously lower to where he needed you most.

He slowly, begrudgingly pulled away, panting as a string of saliva connected you. The erotic display made your head fuzzy with need, forgetting the fact that you literally didn’t know his name. He could be a serial killer for all you care, but it doesn’t matter as long as he’s giving you a taste of ecstasy.

“Leon.” He groaned, and your brain lagged, leaving you momentarily frozen. A small ‘huh?’ was all you could conjure.

“Leon Kennedy, the name you’ll be screaming later, gorgeous.” He grunts, and a wide predatory grin settles on his face as he kisses you with the same—if not more—vigour as before.

His arm wandered behind your legs, effortlessly lifting you. You yelped, scrambling to hold him tighter. All that bastard did was laugh, nosing and playfully biting your stomach. Hard to be annoyed when he quite literally rocked your world moments after. You couldn’t leave immediately after, even if you tried—you felt like a fish walking in the sand for the first time with the way that your legs. just. won’t. work.

So you let him romance you with aftercare. Soft, fleeting kisses and gentle hands tidying you up.

The next day was far from different. Now, the reason why you couldn’t walk away wasn't just because of your out-of-commission legs. You couldn’t walk away simply because a man—Leon, as you've learnt—has you locked in his strong arms and hulking muscles. Every time you shift, his hold would get even tighter. And you couldn’t even pry his hands off your waist; you tried it, and it was useless.

So, what did you do?

Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Nothing but placing your hand on his cheek while admiring him close up. His soft jawline, his disheveled hair perfectly framing his face, his soft, inviting lips—anything, really. It was as if he was sculpted by the Goddess of beauty herself.

But then, you felt him shift. You were startled, quickly trying to pull your hand away. Keyword: trying. Because just as quickly, his large hand shot up to hold your smaller one—interwining—keeping it from trying to move. You squirmed; his other arm (from below your waist) trapped you in place. It was all too sudden—your eyes widen a fraction as you feel him nuzzle into your warm palm, a soft sigh escaping him.

“Hi,” Leon mumbled, locking eyes with you. His voice was rough, given that he had just woken up, but his eyes. His eyes held affection. Utterly devastating affection, just for you.

Now that made your insufferable heart ache.

And that, was the start of your situationship with a broody, corny, infuriatingly handsome man named Leon (Ass) Kennedy.

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“Hey, Lee?”

“Yeah? What’s up?”

“Let’s end this—whatever this is.”

“Huh, wha—”

You ended the call, not even bothering to let him finish.

It’s been months of this fuckass cat-and-fish game you didn’t even know you were playing. Months of this on-and-off, months of this disappearing game, and gosh, you’re tired. Tired of him treating whatever you two have as nothing but a mere plaything; tired of your stupid, traitorous heart for always beating faster because of him; tired of yourself for letting him use you just as he pleases.

So yeah, you’re done. You’ve exhausted yourself, and it’s time to get your life back together.

That’s what you would say if you didn’t hear a car pull out in your driveway and the bell ringing incessantly immediately right after.

When you opened the door (because admit it, you were kinda curious—and maybe wanna play round two), all you saw were flowers—a bunch of them. A gorgeous floral arrangement, boxes of chocolates, and a puppy-eyed Leon Kennedy begging you to reconsider.

Safe to say, you were one big dumb down-bad idiot and did something more than just get back together (unofficially).

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The third time was… admittedly kinda different.

He’s in one of his disappearing games again, dodging the topic of whatever it is that he’s doing for a living. You were honestly convinced that he was part of the mafia or something at some point, given the way he acted.

He said no, and you digress. The look of his offended face was something to coo over, blue-boba eyes staring at you like you have five foreheads and an antenna. You would’ve smacked him if he weren’t handsome.

But that’s not the point, no.

The point is that when you inevitably call him (because you missed his clingy ass), a lady with a very pretty voice answers.

“Lee, oh my god, where the fuck have you been?! It’s been what, like five weeks with no—”

“Hi! Sorry, not Leon. He’s kinda busy at the moment, call back later. Bye!”

“…”

“That fucking bastard hung up!” You screamed in frustration, throwing your phone to god-knows-where.

You were livid.

Because of course, a pretty girl (you assume) will come running into his arms the moment you're out of the picture (and babe, girls still swarm him even if you’re in the picture—who are we kidding).

And because you’re kinda fucking crazy and maaaybe a stalker at birth, you checked the location of where the call was connected. Turns out it came from freaking Spain. That fucker was on vacation, in Spain, with a pretty girl (again, you assumed). Forgetting the fact that there was background noise—which seemed eerily familiar with multiple gunshots and a crash, you really contemplated blocking him.

Like, okay, your thingy wasn’t official-official, but c’mon! You fucked, eat together, cuddle while watching sad-sappy dramas you know he hates, but sucks it up because you like it! Hell, he wipes your tears off, is your unpaid therapist, and ties your shoes for you! Both of you had a written agreement that signifies you, and he won’t be hooking up with anyone other than yourselves.

Have you, perhaps, misjudged the situation again?!

You spent five hours retrieving your phone from underneath the cabinet just to send a ‘we’re done, enjoy your next pretty lady’ text. You don’t even know how it got there, and you refuse to talk about how you got it out.

Leon responded with: ‘Hey, pretty lady. I miss your pretty smile. Quit being pissy, yeah? Dinner on me?’ after a week of deadbeat silence.

You’d rather be caught dead wearing a potato sack than admit you sent a ‘when’ text back.

Waiting for a month to pass before you hit send, of course. You weren’t that desperate.

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This time was on Valentine's Day.

Yeah, real sappy.

In each corner you take, it looked like red and pink hearts were thrown up on the streets. And everywhere you looked, all you saw were couples eating each other’s faces off. It’s disgusting, really. Hated it, actually. Totally not thinking of Leon bringing you flowers and letting you decorate him with lipstick and bite marks. Totally.

So you clocked in at work.

As a barista who’s in love with her job, one of your favorite things to do is those rare specials. As a person who’s emotionally constipated and bitter, you hated doing hearts this very specific day.

It wasn’t until you saw a very familiar blond from across the street that you stopped and stared for a few moments. Now, it wasn’t unusual for him to wander around where you worked, but what’s unusual is the fact that he’s talking to a lady with a small, infuriating smile on his face. You saw him—very carefully—receiving a bouquet from her, treating it just as delicately. You saw the lady nudge him, and he chuckled in response before walking away.

Your eye twitched as your smile turned into a grimace, almost scaring the customer who had been trying to get your attention to order.

Your shift ended with you making wonky hearts and fake smiles throughout.

While you were exiting, you saw a familiar car parked along the pavement, and a familiar face half-asleep in the driver's seat. He was cute. That, you’ll admit. You sneakily snapped a photo, forgetting the very cute fact that your flash was on. That woke Leon up, clumsily unlocking the door and stumbling out.

“Nice nap?” you teased, a smile easily making its way to your face.

“Yeah, waiting for you, actually.” He tried to be smooth. He really did. But the slight tremor in his voice revealed that he was nervous. He faked a cough, choosing instead to open his backseat—beckoning you to come closer.

And when you did, the scene almost made your eyes tear up.

Because in his backseat was a huge fox stuffed toy holding a ‘will you let me be your valentine?’ sign propped with a very familiar arrangement of your favorite flowers, snacks, chocolates, and the like.

“So… will you?” whispered Leon from behind you. You turned around and, god, he was so close you practically felt his breath fan your flushed face. You snaked your arms around his neck, pulling him to your height, and stared at his twinkling baby blues with nothing but adoration.

Then, you leaned to close the distance.

Your lips moved in sync, falling into a dance both of you unknowingly memorized as your glassy eyes fluttered shut. You felt him nip your bottom lip, making it part. His warm tongue explored your mouth, as if it were the first time he had the honor of doing so. Your tongues locked, meeting halfway. You felt him suck, swallowing your noises as he backed you to his car.

His hands wander to your waist, pulling you even closer. And the worst part? He was gentle. He was gentle all throughout. As if what you had were real—labels be damned. You didn’t even remember when you parted, just the warmth of his calloused hand that caressed your cheek with hearts in his eyes and a soft smile on his lips. He looked ethereal, with his blown-out pupils and golden hair that swayed with the wind.

“Does that answer your question, Kennedy?” You asked, just as softly, afraid of dampening the surreal mood.

He laughed softly, and god, it was beautiful. You don’t even think there was an ounce of ugliness in that man. Sure, he has his broody act, but god, it just makes him all the more endearing.

“I got you flowers.” Leon started, brushing your hair behind your ear, which felt out of place. “From across the café. You’ve mentioned how much you loved how they arranged their bouquets. Jesus, the lady recognized me from buying there all the time.” He finished with a breathless—shy—laugh, a hint of red slowly blooming through his face.

“Lee, you didn’t have to.” You drawled, your voice fading into a whisper. “Just your presence is enough.”

“I want to. Your smile makes it worth it,” he stated with enough conviction that made your heart bubble with love. Utterly devastating love. All for him. All for the mysterious man you walked up to in the bar that had too much love to give with no one to give it to.

“God, you're sappy.” You shook your head, turning away from him to hide your rapidly blooming cheeks.

“You love it.” Leon chuckled, turning your head back.

“Debatable.”

“What a pretty, pissy girlfriend you are.” He grinned, purposely letting the word linger.

Now that made you freeze, the gears of your head refusing to turn. “Girlfriend..?”

And that made Leon confused, slightly stepping back to give you space, but his hands were still firmly planted around you. “Of course, girlfriend. You don’t think I’ll do this to someone I’m not exclusive to, right?”

“Huh? Since when?!” You exclaimed, gripping the two openings of his jacket.

“Baby, I literally take you out on dates—we’re dating. The fuck you mean ‘when’??” He looked at you, incredulously—as if you were the one making zero sense.

“I—wha—you never asked?!” You tugged, shaking him back and forth.

“We talked about being exclusive!”

“Yeah—exclusively fucking!”

“We literally had thee talk.” He deadpanned, amusement lingering in his eyes.

“That’s not how it works??!”

“Wait, so—the whole time—you don’t think I’m fucking yours?” The bastard had the audacity to laugh at you, making your blood flare up.

“Fuck—yes??”

“Baby, that’s insane. Are you okay?”

“I—you’re enjoying this, aren’t you?”

“So much.” That earned him multiple smacks on the head and a shit ton of kisses that peppered all over his face right after.

Yeah, turns out, in the very deep and concerning mind of Leon S. Kennedy, the two of you were in a very much real, loving, and committed relationship. You just didn’t know it yet.

He thinks it started the very first time you slept together.

He knew you as the pretty lady who works in a cozy café downtown. The cute barista who serves sweet drinks with a matching sweet smile. He was with Claire that time, grabbing a long-overdue lunch. It was the closest café in the vicinity, and like the gentleman that he is, he offered to order and pay for her as well.

He caught a glimpse of you while he was ordering.

And damn, it felt like Cupid’s arrow went straight to his heart and hit the bullseye.

Because from then on, he vowed to visit—at least maybe once a month. Y’know, just to… observe—order, drinks and pastries are good. Totally. Totally not because he was too much of a pussy to talk to you. For sure.

That’s also the reason why he felt as if Cupid came for round 2 when he saw you at the bar.

You were literally talking to him—giving him attention—and he didn’t even notice that it was you, of all people. It’s the whiskey, he swears, that made him undeniably bold. On any normal day, he wouldn’t have the courage to talk to you—more or less, flirt with you! He’s a dangerous man living a dangerous life and working a dangerous job, for godssake! You could be in danger, and fuck, he doesn’t want that. He doesn’t want anything bad to happen to you.

But as hours passed by, he just couldn’t help but indulge in a dangerous drug named you. The way your voice lifts when you talk about something that interests you, the way you unconsciously scrunch your nose when you catch a whiff of something strong, and Christ, the way you sweep your hair back so you can see clearly. It irks him. The way you do shit to him, and you. don’t. even. notice.

He didn’t even know what happened. One second, he’s learning about you in the bar, and the next, you’re in his sheets—reeling from satisfaction: bathing in the afterglow. Leon couldn’t let you go, even if he tried. You got him madly hooked. And he’s right where he wants to be. With you wrapped in his arms. With you tracing his scars, kissing him lovingly as if he deserved only the best in this godforsaken world.

“Hi.” He nuzzled into your soft, inviting palm.

“You’re awake? Sorry, I woke you up.” You were so damn warm. Your voice, a little gruff from sleep, makes his blood run in a different direction.

“It’s fine, knew you couldn’t resist me. Not a bad way to wake up.” He teased, disguising his real, incoherent thoughts.

“Hush, you look like a bad decision.”

“One you’re willing to indulge in, yeah?”

“Debatable.”

He laughed, pecking the tip of your nose and pulling you even closer—his head now resting on the top of yours, wishing for the moment to last forever.

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Leon was with Sherry this time, on one of his off days. He wanted to visit his kid— checked to see if everything was alright.

“Leon? Who was that?” Sherry asked, a bit curious. For her, it was weird seeing Leon look lovingly at his phone. It was weird seeing him on his phone in general, more so that he’s smiling as if someone hung the moon for him. As strange as it is, she’s just glad that someone is making Leon act like an otter seeing the water for the very first time.

“My girlfriend. She’s probably bored.” He replied, a small smile involuntarily appearing on his face. He can’t help it; that’s just your effect on him.

“You have a girlfriend? Who? Since when??” She almost squealed, excitement flickering in her bright eyes.

“I know. Shocker, right?”

He picked up the call, expecting a barrage of ‘I miss you, come over?’ or some rant about your ass netflix shows you couldn’t help but watch, or maybe even that annoying regular that picks up fights with literally anyone.

What he didn’t expect was an abrupt breakup call.

“… that was awkward,” Sherry faked a cough. “Are you… okay, though?” She winced, voice gradually becoming more of a whisper.

After a few beats of silence.

“…Yeah, she just—does that—I’m okay. Yup… I’ll just—… I’ll see you later, kid?”

He doesn’t know why or what compelled you to break up with him over a damn twenty-three-second phone call, but he sure as hell won’t be losing the absolute love of his life over some fucking boredom.

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Spain was crazy. Insane—criminal, actually.

His mission was to save the President’s daughter, Ashley Graham. Jesus, he’s glad she’s already by his side—he can’t fucking wait for the mission to be over.

The absurd call happened when he was literally fighting for his life. His phone might’ve fallen during whatever the fuck he was doing to survive (he’s kinda reckless, okay—but valid), because all he saw was Ashley picking it up and talking to someone before quickly handing it back to him.

“Someone called you. I guess they were worried.”

“…There’s a reception here..?” He was more confused because how the fuck did a normal call connect easily when the comms with Hunnigan were choppy?

It wasn’t until he felt a chill run down his back that he asked the dreaded, “Who was it?”

“Ah, I didn’t check. But it sounds like a girl—wait, do you have a girlfriend?” Ashley asked, a bit incredulously—and he couldn’t stop the involuntary ‘shit’ that fell out of his mouth.

Oh. Oh fuck. He’s fucked.

Because of course, your call would connect; that’s just your effect.

If you knew he was basically kidnapped, would he be forgiven? Who was he kidding, he knew he wouldn’t be telling you any of this when he got home. Not because it’s confidential as fuck, but because he can’t bring himself to tell you all the ugly parts of his job. He can’t bring you down with him—and if that meant forever keeping you in the dark with the horror he regularly goes through? Then so be it.

He’d rather wait for a month than explain—recall—he almost got killed for the umpteenth amount of time in Spain, and not experience the getaway you thought he had. He’d rather whisper sweet nothings in your ear and have you in his arms than tell the tale that he got infected by a freaking parasite that ought to make him a mindless subordinate.

He’d rather take you to a fancy dinner and be enamored by you once again, grovel at your feet, and give you a good time than to admit that he was forcefully employed by the government to keep his mouth shut about the horrors of bioweapons.

Yeah, he’d rather take the burn of your anger than have you worry if he’ll live the next time he disappears again.

He might be selfish, but Jesus, what can he do if you unknowingly became his only salvation?

If becoming official meant going to court to pledge your undying devotion? Then so be it. Leon’s already got a beautiful ring in mind.

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hey hey hey!! it's been a while, hasn't it? i'm afraid leon ass kennedy got me in a cage rn fighting for my life, apparently getting tagged-team w chris bulkfield as we speak. this was my third wip for this man n it's the first one to be published. i'm actually shocked bcuz this is like the longest anything i've ever fucking written, and it's also, BY FAR, the most suggestive one i've ever published. my mans been rotting my mind for a month now and gosh, i literally can't get out. hope you enjoyed reading this one as much as i've enjoyed writing it! also btw, no ai was used in this self-indulgent fic, i'm just an em dash warrior. as always, rbs are appreciated lmao ily

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Adult Gaang cuddle pile

[zzzireael]

Lost Connection 5

prince zuko x firebender!fem!reader

synopsis you and zuko known each other since childhood, but one day you disappeared without the word. now, after years, he hears you still might be alive and makes it his mission to reconnect with you.

not proofread, please keep in mind that english is not my first language wc: 1280 masterlist previous chapter | next chapter

note: a little look into the past one could say

As Appa was flying through the night sky, the gaang was chilling as peacefully as they could. Because one thing happened that they didn’t understand - Aang went missing alongside Momo and they couldn’t find them. Thankfully for them, Zuko had the experience in finding Avatar, so now they were on their way somewhere - Zuko did not specify where.

“I won’t be able to fall asleep” Katara said, the stress of Aang missing hit her the most, although everyone felt bad. Sozin’s comet was getting closer and closer, they didn’t know what to do.

“At least try, we all need to rest a little bit” Zuko responded, even though he himself did not want to. “I will get us safely to our destination.”

He felt that Katara moved from the saddle and sat right next to him. The rest of the gaang was actually getting some kind of sleep, so her company didn’t sound that bad.

“How are you feeling after the meeting?” she asked softly, as if scared to say something he didn’t want to hear.

“I don’t know how to feel. Of course I’m glad I found out that she’s alive, but so many years went by. And after some time, I really told myself that she was dead. I mourned her Katara and then she told me that she actually saw me multiple times while I was chasing you. She never made herself known” he said quietly, some kind of anger could be heard from him.

“Wait, how do you know about Ba Sing Se? Why are you not asking me about the scar?”  he asked you curiously, not quite catching what was going on.

“Oh silly, you thought I would just disappear and not know what was happening to you?” you started, laughing a little. However, Zuko did not look like he was joking. “You probably already know that I left the capital after my parents died, but you might not know how that happened. You see, your lovely father heard from someone in the palace that I was a distraction to you, that I was the problem for your firebending. After rumours circulated for some time, he was furious and assigned some guards to ‘take care’ of me and my family. Unbeknownst to him, I managed to run away. It all happened while you were on vacation with your family, you couldn’t have known.” you started, your voice carrying some sadness. “When I finally left the city walls, I was lost. I was just a little girl, who was grieving her parents and couldn’t even bury them. I walked for months, trying to secure my place somewhere. When I was staying in this little village on the outskirts of the Fire Nation, I heard the news about the prince being banished, about Agni Kai between a son and a father. And I already knew.” you stopped there for a moment, to gather your thoughts. “I felt guilty for not being there for you. I knew it wasn’t my fault, but I still felt terrible. So, after some time, I decided I wanted to find you - and I did. On the Kyoshi’s Island, I saw what you did. I did not recognize you, Zuko. I was not seeing the person I knew, but the version your father created and it was awful. But I stayed, I still went and searched for you from time to time. I wanted to know you were safe, even though I wasn’t sure if it was still you. I’ve never made myself known, because I was scared. Then came the Ba Sing Se, and honestly? At that time I wanted to meet you. I even went to Iroh’s tea shop, but you weren’t there at that time. So, I made myself invisible again. And my worst mistake? I was in the Crystal Catacomb, I saw that. And I was hurt again.”

As Zuko was listening to your story, he couldn’t understand one thing - why were you standing here at the moment and talking to him, if he hurt you so many times? As he opened his mouth to ask that, you overtook him.

“If you’re wondering why I’m talking to you, I’ll explain. After whatever shit happened there, I found this place. This isolated piece of land, where everything was peaceful. Honestly, that’s what I needed after that. That’s when I started meditating. And that’s when I found out what my mind could do. Because after some time, I started feeling some kind of anxiety. But it wasn’t coming from me - it was coming from you. I learned that I can actually connect with someone and feel their emotions. And because you were the closest person to my heart, my mind automatically came to you. I felt you, I knew what was happening to you in the Fire Nation. That’s how I knew you changed, and that’s why we’re talking at the moment. Oh, and it helped that you came with Avatar I guess” you giggled a little.

The amount of information Zuko got was overwhelming. He didn’t even know where to start. He took a deep breath and decided - it was his time to explain some things.

“What happened in Ba Sing Se was stupid, but at that moment - it was the only logical way for me. Azula offered to take me home, and I thought like I finally won. After all those years my father decided I regained my honor, that I was worth something. And please keep in mind that I really thought you were dead.” he stated, awkwardly standing like he was scared to act any way. “The worst thing was, I betrayed my uncle and now, I don’t know what is happening to him. I turned my back on him, after all those years we spent together. He taught me so many things and I wasted all of it. He will never forgive me” tears started appearing in his eyes and this time, he didn’t stop them.

He felt warm hands coming around his shoulders. The familiarity of the hug made him come back all those years to his childhood - before the vanishing of his mother, before the scar, before anything bad happened. His own arms wrapped around your body, his head finding its place next to yours. He could stay like that for centuries.

“I think you don’t know uncle Iroh as much as you think. I feel he’s going to forgive you.” you started, giving him a gentle smile. “He has a soft spot for you, just like me” you winked. After that, a little grin appeared also on his face.

“I mean, you kinda have to understand her. You were cruel back then, you weren’t really yourself” Katara said, offering a soft smile to him.

“No, no, of course. I do understand why she didn’t do it” he started.

“But?”

“But I started wondering. Maybe if I knew she was alive, then I wouldn’t do so many terrible things, you know? Maybe I wouldn’t help Azula, maybe I wouldn’t even chase you” he finished, his eyes looking straight ahead, his mind was definitely somewhere else.

“Maybe, but you don’t know that. What happened, happened and you can’t change that. What is important is that you know that she’s alive and well, you can come back to her anytime you want after the war” Katara stated, trying to make him feel better as much as possible. “Also, I think the fact that you’re wondering that much, shows that you care about her deeply. I never thought I would see you like that”

“Oh shut up” he smiled a little, his mind coming back to you.

and that's it for now vampire babies <3 if you enjoyed it please like, repost or/and comment!! see you soon, take care<3

[zzzireael]

Lost Connection 4

prince zuko x firebender!fem!reader

synopsis you and zuko known each other since childhood, but one day you disappeared without the word. now, after years, he hears you still might be alive and makes it his mission to reconnect with you.

not proofread, please keep in mind that english is not my first language wc: 1345 masterlist previous chapter | next chapter

note: guysssss, it's happening!!!

As usual this time of the day, you were sitting peacefully on the grass, looking at the sun slowly dipping itself behind the mountain.

To this moment your day went smoothly. You woke up at sunrise, went on a walk to the village and bought what you had to buy. Then you took care of your little farm, feeding animals and harvesting vegetables. When you thought about it, it really was the perfect way to spend your day.

Even though you missed the hustle and bustle of the city, you were glad for this piece of land. Everything here was slow, but it wasn’t a bad thing. 

However, nothing could prepare you for what was to come. As you started meditating, you heard someone walking towards you. You knew that it couldn’t be any of the kids, who sometimes come here for advice or just to see the animals.

Whoever was walking towards you stopped in their tracks as soon as they saw you. The tension momentarily changed, the peacefulness of the moment went away. You slowly stood up, not sure if you should turn right away. However, the vibe that was brought with this person was familiar. You could already feel it.

After a short moment, you decided to finally look at whoever disturbed your peace. As your eyes started going over the person, the familiarity hit you right in the chest. Dark, short hair and brow. Golden eyes. The unfamiliar to you scar. 

“Zuko..” you breathed out, not quite believing that after all those years, he’s standing right here, before you. 

Not even a second past when you feel his warm hands on your waist. You yourself immediately hug him tightly. You thought about this moment for years. How he would look, how he changed. But at this specific moment, you felt like nothing had changed. Like you both are just those little, awkward kids again. You’re in each other's arms for so long, you realised you haven’t looked at him properly.

You pulled away a little, your hand instantly going to his face. His eyes locked with yours, softly looking at you like you’re the dearest thing he has ever seen. Your fingers started tracing his face, the face you were so scared to forget. They briefly went over his scar, the one you were seeing for the first time. Although he looked quite uncomfortable, he didn’t say a thing - he just smiled gently.

“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you” he said quietly, this time his hand held your face. “For so long I thought I lost you forever.” he continued with a little bit of sadness in his voice, you almost caught a tear in his eye.

As a little grin appeared on his face, he couldn’t expect the next move. Because as soon as he stopped talking, the pain emerged on the left side of his face, specifically on his cheek. You slapped him. You. Slapped. Him. Pretty harshly to say the least.

“That’s for teaming up with Azula back in Ba Sing Se” you said, your voice holding some kind of anger.

“That’s one way to reconnect after so long” he slowly massaged his face, still holding the little smile.

“I swear, I couldn’t believe you’ve done that. How could you?”

“Yeah, I guess I deserved that. I’m going to explain it to you later, okay? I promise” as he said that, he held your hands tightly, like he didn’t want you to disappear again. “But for now, let me just enjoy, enjoy this moment, enjoy you” a little blush popped up on his face.

“You’re lucky you’re cute, otherwise I wouldn’t let that go so easily” you giggled.

“You wouldn't let that go just because you think I’m cute or whatever, you know exactly what happened after that, don’t you?” 

“Maybe, but I’ll explain this later” you winked at him and with that, the face of Zuko just became more red. “How did you even find me? This place is a shit-hole”

“I had a little help…”

Aang, Katara, Sokka, Suki and Toph accompanied by Appa and Momo were chilling a little further from the place where the reunion was held. They all decided that it would be better if Zuko went alone, especially after showing them so many emotions regarding this girl. But Sokka wasn’t peaceful at all. He was a complete opposite of the nature around them. Pacing nervously, he started rambling quickly.

“Maybe we should check on them? He went there so long ago. I know he’s a great firebender, but I don’t trust this girl. Even though I still think she’s just a random person from the Fire Nation” he went all and all with his talk. 

Suki and Katara just looked at him amused by this statement. Since when Soka held so many feelings for Zuko?

“Relax Snoozles, your talking is giving me a headache” Toph signed, laying on the grass with her feet solid on the ground.

“She’s right Sokka, especially because if there was any problem, Toph would hear it” Katara smiled softly, trying to reassure him. He looked at her, but that didn’t help him.

“Yeah, for now all I can hear is a sickly cute conversation between them, I want to puke” 

They all looked firstly at Toph, then at each other. The idea already popped up in their heads. Why not use Toph’s abilities to know what’s happening? Of course only for protection, right?

“So, what are they saying?” Suki came forward with the question everyone wanted to ask.

“Something like ‘you i missed you so much, I thought you were dead, I mourned you’” she stated, mocking Zuko’s voice simultaneously. They all tried to muffle their laughs to not pick up the attention of those who gave them such entertainment.

Momentarily they heard steps coming towards them, so as quickly as they could, they separated. Even though they tried really hard to make themselves seem busy, all they heard was “Were you listening to my conversation?” from Zuko.

“No, why do you think like that?” Sokka asked, but his voice wasn’t really convincing. Zuko just pinched his nose and looked at them.

“Is there any possibility we could stay here longer?” he turned to Aang.

“I’m sorry Zuko but no, the Sozin’s Comet will be here soon and we need to keep going.” the Avatar responded. Zuko heard in his voice that he wasn’t pleased by this, but they really had something to do.

“But when all of this will be over, I think you’ll have every time you’ll want to reconnect with her” Katara smiled.

As they all packed up their stuff on Appa to begin their next and final journey, you slowly approach the bison and the people around him.

“Hello little one, aren’t you the cutest?” you smiled gently, giving Appa some hay while also giving an apple to Momo.

“It’s cruel that I just found you and now I’m the one disappearing” Zuko said, his voice a little hollow like he couldn’t believe he had to leave you. 

“It is, isn’t it? But I believe you have a very important task to do and I can’t hold you back” you smiled, knowing this time you both will find each other again. “Just don’t forget about me”

“Wouldn’t dream of it” he smiled and wrapped his hands around you for one last hug.

As you pulled away from him, your lips found his cheek - the same you hit just hours ago. The blush reappeared on his face, not the first one since you’ve met this day. With another smile from you, you turned away and started walking towards your home. What you didn’t know was that Zuko held his hand on the cheek for a moment, a big grin emerging once again. 

“You coming or not? We have the Fire Lord to defeat” he heard Sokka’s voice, but it didn’t ruin the moment for him. Momentarily he turned and hopped on Appa’s back, looking at the place for the last time.

and that's it for now vampire babies <3 if you enjoyed it please like, repost or/and comment!! see you soon, take care<3

[zzzireael]

Lost Connection 3

prince zuko x firebender!fem!reader

synopsis you and zuko known each other since childhood, but one day you disappeared without the word. now, after years, he hears you still might be alive and makes it his mission to reconnect with you.

not proofread, please keep in mind that english is not my first language wc: 1238 masterlist previous chapter | next chapter

note: im so sorry for the delay, but i literally graduated hs yesterday and well, i gotta socialize a little bit ;)

Zuko felt scared, even if he didn’t want to admit it. He was scared because after all this time, after chasing Avatar for so long, now he wanted to actually join him and his friends. Everyday after coming to this conclusion, his mind was like a war zone. But nowadays he knew what was right and what was his destiny - to help Avatar defeat his own father.

He was thinking too much. How the meeting will go, if they’re going to believe him. And for a moment he really thought it’s going to be easy. Oh how wrong was he..

As Aang with Sokka, Katara and Toph went off Appa, Aang started talking about all the things they could enjoy doing in the Western Air Temple. However his words were quickly interrupted by Toph’s voice.

“I think that’ll have to wait” as she pointed behind Appa.

As they all turned around, their faces were showing definitely signs of confusion. Before them, very awkwardly, stood Zuko.

“Hello. Zuko here” he waved, a little smile appearing on his lips.

And that was all for good things that happened. Because they did not believe him, not even a word. Well, at least he tried right? But he couldn’t just give up, especially after accidentally burning Toph. He still returned to the temple, and actually defeated the assassin he had hired earlier. After whatever chaos happened during the attack, he got a second chance to talk.

“Listen, I know I didn’t explain myself very well yesterday. I’ve been through a lot in the past few years and it’s been hard. But I’m realizing that I have to go through all those things to learn the truth. I thought I had lost my honor and that somehow my father could return it to me. But I know now that no one can give you your honor. It’s something you earn for yourself by choosing to do what’s right. All I want now is to play my part in ending this war. And I know my destiny is to help you restore balance to the world.” hearing those words, Aang’s expression momentarily changed as if he understood him completely. However, Katara stood there furious about all of that. “I’m sorry for what I did to you.” he apologised to Toph, saying how fire can be dangerous and wild. “As a firebender, I need to be more careful and control my bending so I don’t hurt people unintentionally.”

As the last words slipped past Zuko’s lips, Aang was stunned. He felt like he finally saw a person, a true identity after all those moments they shared. 

“I think you are supposed to be my firebending teacher” he started, looking at him “When I first tried firebending, I burned Katara. And after that I never wanted to firebend again. But now I know you understand how easy it is to hurt the people you love. Not only that” now he looked at the rest of the gaang. “You remembered that lady? She said that someone else will help me and I feel that she meant Zuko. I’d like you to teach me”

Aang bowed slightly to Zuko as to show respect, the same coming from him. Even though the young Avatar still asked the rest of his friends, Zuko felt like it was victory already. However, what he hadn’t thought about was, what’s going to happen after joining the group.

In the span of a few days he already went with Aang to the Sun Warriors and rediscovered his power alongside the boy with the help of dragons. He helped Sokka in freeing Suki and Sokka’s father Hakoda from the Boiling Rock prison. Oh, and also he was finally accepted by Katara when he located her mother’s killer. Thankfully after all those fiasco, they all stayed on Ember Island. However, what was to come was unexpected to Zuko. 

As they were watching a play about all of them, which sucked by the way, Zuko saw something that instantly picked his attention. It was a scene, where Aang and his friends were on unknown land. The young Avatar was talking to this beautiful lady, asking her to teach him firebending. However, the lady refused, saying that some kind of accident happened. As his mind started working on all the power, he knew he had to ask about this.

All of them were finally coming back from the play. As the night was already on full and no one really wanted to talk, Zuko decided that this was his opportunity. 

“I wanted to ask about something. The scene where Aang was talking to the firebender that refused to teach him, who was that?” 

“Her? It was y/n, during our travels I heard a lot about her, how powerful she was. So I decided to try and ask her to teach me, but as you already know, she refused” Aang responded casually, like it was the most normal information to him. “It’s actually kind of funny, because she said that someone else will teach me firebending and she wasn’t wrong.”

But not to Zuko, no. Because as soon as the boy said that, he stopped dead in his tracks. He tried to say anything, but words just couldn’t come out of his mouth. He stood there so long, the rest of the group finally turned to him. What met them was the face of the man, who just heard that the person he thought was dead - was actually alive. 

“What do you mean y/n? Where did you hear that she’s alive?” he asked abruptly. 

“He means that we don’t know her entire story line so don’t get your hopes high. Why are you interested anyway? She’s just some random fire bender” Sokka interrupted, not quite understanding what was going on with him.

“Random fire bender? YOU DON’T KNOW WHO YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT” the voice of Zuko could probably be heard from miles away. “Where is she now?” asked more calmly, not looking at Sokka at the moment.

“Well, we’re not even sure what the land is called. It’s somewhere in the Earth Nation, but it’s a place that war hasn’t reached. Why are you so interested now?” Katara told him softly, feeling like this conversation could lead somewhere.

“Because.. because y/n was someone who showed me nothing but kindness all my life. And as you all probably know, there weren't a lot of people doing that. We were so close as kids, but one day she disappeared” he exhaled, gathering his thoughts in the process. “After that my life went downhill and well, at some point I made myself believe that she was dead and I’ll never see her again. But now you’re telling me she’s actually alive? I don’t know if you will understand, but I need to see her as soon as possible.” his head hung low as the last words were formed.

He felt a hand coming to his shoulder and when he looked up, he saw the protecting expression on Katara’s face. She smiled softly at him like she completely understood him at that moment.

“You don’t need to say anything more, if you want, we can take you there. After whatever we saw today, I believe we need a change in a scenery and believe me - you won’t find any more peaceful place compared to where we’re going to take you."

and that's it for now vampire babies <3 if you enjoyed it please like, repost or/and comment!! see you soon, take care<3

[zzzireael]

little problem has happened. i'm literally writing part 4 of Lost Connection even though i haven't written part 3 yet...

still i'll try to deliver part 3 tomorrow, but i just couldn't stop imaging one specific scene and had to write it lmao

[3racha-agustd]

Boy, you're my hallucination!

[zzzireael]

Lost Connection 2

prince zuko x firebender!fem!reader

synopsis you and zuko known each other since childhood, but one day you disappeared without the word. now, after years, he hears you still might be alive and makes it his mission to reconnect with you.

not proofread, please keep in mind that english is not my first language wc: 1108 masterlist previous chapter | next chapter

note: i realised the timeline is not timelining so bear with me. anyway, here's part two for you, enjoy<3

The wind was pleasant. The sun was slowly hiding behind the mountain. Everything here was peaceful, like war hasn’t reached this region. As if it was forgotten. And really, it was like that, because even refugees didn’t know about this little piece of land. 

You sat on the grass meditating. Your breath slow and steady, just like people here. Everything around you is quiet except birds, who decided it was the best time to fly in circles. Your mind however, is somewhere else. After all those years you got to learn a lot. Not only about life in general, but also about your mind. At some point you realised, how much of a powerful thing that was. Learning from the masters, your skills became somewhat unbearable for normal people. 

Your mind wandered to the city you’ve left all those years ago. Particularly to the only person you’ve left behind. Zuko. His name was still somehow painful to think about. The boy was probably the only person who understood you. Of course you had other friends, but this particular boy was always with you. Leaving him was the hardest decision you had to make. 

The guilt just built up over the years. And in the back of your mind, you wished he would come and find you someday. And kept you sane was the fact that you knew what was happening to him. Unbeknownst to his knowledge, you followed him for most of his search for Avatar. Well, maybe you weren’t always near him, but you knew what was happening in general. You were glad he was doing okay, but the moment you found out that he joined Azula, you yourself felt cheated on. Because you knew that something bad was going on there.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the unfamiliar voice. Although you’ve never spoken to this boy, you knew to whom it belonged to. 

“Excuse me, are you y/n?” the boy asked slowly, like he was scared of you.

“Avatar Aang, how nice of you to come here” you said, standing up and looking at him. As you looked at him, you noticed how much he changed since the last time you saw him from afar. His posture was brave, he looked focused and ready, like he wasn’t sure what you might do.

“How do you know who I am?” he asked, not quite understanding what was happening.

“Oh silly, I’ve seen you before, even if you didn’t see me.” you said, a little smile appearing on your lips. “Why are you here?”

“I’ve heard about you and I wanted to ask if you’re willing to train me firebending” 

“I’m sorry my dear, but I don’t think it’s possible” you started, the look he gave you was a mix of pity and disappointment. “I know you’re looking for a teacher, but I can’t fulfill your needs.”

“But why? You’re probably my last hope of learning anything about fire. I don’t know if I can change your mind, but I really need it. I’m gonna be a good student, I swear”

“I have no doubt about that Aang. However, you must understand something.” you started, turning around towards the sunset. You felt him coming to stand next to you. “You see, a few years ago I was training with Prince Zuko and I was excellent. We worked together so well, while also having fun doing it. Our powers didn’t overcome each other, but rather mix together in this beautiful dance. Unfortunately, I had to leave the city. It was caused by one event that left a permanent mark on me. When that happened, I decided to never use my powers again, no matter the circumstances.”

“But the Fire Lord Ozai is going to destroy everything and replace it with something much worse, compared to the hundred years war.” he tried to argue. But when he looked at you, he realised it was no use. “Please.”

“I’m very sorry Aang, but I can't do that. It was a promise I made to myself years ago and I’m not going to change that.” you started, not looking at him. Because you knew if you did, you’d change your mind. 

He gave up. He knew he couldn’t change your mind, no matter what. He started walking away to the rest of the gaang that left him so he could do this on his own. He turned around once more, only to see you still standing at the same spot. Before he could start walking again, he heard your voice.

“But don’t worry young Avatar, I sense something coming to you. Something or someone coming to help you. I’m sorry I can’t be the one to do that, but your destiny lies somewhere else. Take care and good luck” you said, the amount of hope your voice held was almost insane. He felt like he really could believe you for a moment.

As Aang was nearing his friends, his mind was running in circles. What did you mean by that? Will he meet some other firebender? He hoped for that, because he didn’t have any other solution. 

“And? What did she say? Is she going to help you?” Katara asked softly, even though she felt what happened.

“No.” Aang answers, his voice low and his head hanging even lower.

“NO? HOW COULD SHE SAID THAT? DOES SHE NOT KNOW WHAT IS GOING TO HAPPEN?! I’m gonna talk to hear” Sokka’s voice could probably be heard from miles away. As he started walking towards where Aang came from, he was stopped. Avatar held his arm tighter than ever, not letting him go.

“Don’t do that, she won’t change her mind” he said, clearly coming to terms with what was said.

“How can you be so sure?! Maybe you weren’t convincing enough huh?” Sokka tried once again, but his attempt was cut short.

“No, she’s standing on the decision. But she told me that someone else will help me.”

“And you believe her? She’s from the Fire Nation, maybe she doesn’t want to help you because she’s an agent and she’s going to tell everything Ozai or whichever of his evil children” 

“I do, I sense she was telling the truth. If not, we can come back but for now, let’s go. We have more important things to do.” Aang ended the conversation and started walking towards Appa. There was no way of changing his mind.

Sokka and Katara just looked at each other. They wanted to believe him, but something was bothering them. Aang wasn’t the one to give up so easily so what happened during their talk, that he just left?

and that's it for now vampire babies <3 if you enjoyed it please like, repost or/and comment!! see you soon, take care<3

[zzzireael]

Lost Connection 1

prince zuko x firebender!fem!reader

synopsis you and zuko known each other since childhood, but one day you disappeared without the word. now, after years, he hears you still might be alive and makes it his mission to reconnect with you.

info this is going to be a short series, hope you like it!! i literally finished rewatching atla today and came up with this idea ;) not proofread, please keep in mind that english is not my first language

wc: 1171 masterlist previous chapter | next chapter

i decided not to write the whole scene between zuko and lord ozai (mainly cuz i think most people readin this knows it). however if you dont, here's the link for it, enjoy<3

Zuko lost himself. He believes he lost himself when his own father banished him. When the only way he could regain his honor was by catching a lost Avatar. But he was wrong.

The first time he felt lost, was when he lost you. The person who kept it all together. You spent most of your childhood with each other. Training, walking, playing, talking - you name it. Every second you could spend together, was spent that way. You did everything together. When Zuko lost his mother, you were the person he turned to. You were his rock, his balance in the universe. And then, you disappeared. To this day it is the worst day in his life. The nightmare that just keeps coming back to him in his dreams. He remembers the day as clearly as he can, after all those years. It was a pretty sunny day. The breeze was cooling, the birds were singing softly. Nature itself was the opposite of what was to happen. Zuko was peacefully walking through the city, his destination was, as always this time of the day, your house. He just came back from the trip and the only thing on his mind was to find you. However, as he was nearing your place, he realised the house was empty. But not in a way, where you just left and will be back soon. No. It was as empty as the workshop that was closed years ago near the forgotten street. The cobwebs decorated the inside, the one that used to be his second home. He was flabbergasted to say the least. Just a few days ago, both of you were happily trying to train in the backyard, and now the place was abandoned. Did you move and didn’t tell him? Where were you? Just as questions started spiraling in his head, he heard someone entering the house - the old lady, who was your maid. “Oh young boy, I’m so sorry you had to find out this way. I was supposed to go to the palace today and tell you there” the lady started, looking at him sympathetically. “What happened here? Where’s y/n?” he asked, not quite understanding what she meant. “Her parents died just a few days ago and she’s nowhere to be found. Tragically, she was the first to get to them, when their life was taken” she stated, looking around the room. Usually the dream stopped there, because he can’t fully remember what happened after. His memories were foggy, but it also felt like he didn't want to remember. Life went on just without you. You’ve never returned, never showed up in the palace to say you’re back. Every now and then Zuko had those visions. Visions of you. Running around the place and laughing. Oh how much he loved your laugh. He was mad at himself. Maybe if he told you how he felt, you wouldn't leave. 

What came after you vanished was cruel. It was at that time, when he spoke against one of his father’s men. When he was supposed to fight his father. When he got the scar. When he was banished. It felt like you leaving made immediate change - everything started going down.

At some point Zuko started to think too much. He started telling himself you were dead. Because it was easier that way, to tell yourself someone left forever and that’s why they aren’t coming back. And he really believed that. He held onto this idea for years after the vanishing of the girl.

Day of Black Sun. It was today and Zuko knew what he had to do. He finally found himself again. After gaining knowledge of the fact that he was related to Avatar Roko, he felt as if everything came clear to him. His mission from now on was to fight his own father. As he walked slowly to the chamber, thoughts came running around in his head. Is this really it? Is he finally standing up against his own father? Is this what uncle Iroh would want for him? Before any more questions could come up, he stood before massive doors. Exhaling slowly, he entered the room and he saw the man, who ruined his childhood and him in general. Their eyes met and the tension could be cut in half with the knife.

“Why are you here?” the Lord asked suspiciously.

“I’m here to tell the truth” Zuko’s voice held some kind of fear, but also courage. 

The Lord listened to him. Zuko spoke the truth about Ba Sing Se, how he wasn’t the one to kill Avatar. And the fact that Aang is actually alive. The anger fueled Lord Ozai, telling his son to leave before he kills him. However, Zuko wasn’t done, he wanted to say something much more important to him.

“I am going to speak my mind and you are going to listen.” he started, making Ozai sit patiently and actually listen to him “For so long, all I wanted was for you to love me, to accept me. I thought it was my honor that I wanted. But really I was just trying to please you.” his voice started to carry the type of aggression that you can hear in those who never truly felt respected. “You, my father who banished me just for talking out of turn. My father who challenged me, a thirteen year old boy to an Agni Kai. How can you possibly justify a duel with a child?”

That was the moment when Zuko came to terms with how his life had been. How much pain he has given other people because of his father’s decisions. But Lord Ozai just laughed at him. At his talk about peace and kindness, about his son’s destiny to help Avatar not kill the Fire Lord.

“Coward! You think you’re brave enough to face me, but you’ll only do it during the eclipse. If you have any real courage, you’ll stick around until the sun comes out. Don’t you want to know what happened to your mother and to your loved one?”

That last sentence made Zuko stop in his tracks. At some point in his life he knew he would never find out what happened to his mother and the girl. Slowly he accepted it, deciding it is something that can’t be explained. And now his father, who he just stood up to, magically knows what happened? It’s no surprise he hid the information about his wife, but he also knew what happened to the girl? And he has never said a thing? Even though it shouldn’t surprise Zuko, it still did. Because, that part of his life he buried a long time ago and now it was facing him again. He turned around, once again looking at his father, whose face wore an unpleasing grin.

“What happened to them? What happened that night, when mom came to my room? What happened while I was gone?” he asked, voice trembling with fear.

and that's it for now vampire babies <3 if you enjoyed it please like, repost or/and comment!! see you soon, take care<3

[yummydummyangel]

Put me in a headlock puhhheasddedded daddy

[zzzireael]

i’ve just rewatched atla and i think i’m gonna write sm with zuko and firebender!reader :)))

also i’m planning on rewriting The Forgotten Soldier, cuz i think i can do better!!

anyway, stay tuned and take care of yourself<33

[bwfambi]

zuko having one child is insane i would’ve been pregnant every damn year

#KeepPounding

[pictureofdorianjay]

Genuinely embarrassing to be obsessed with a 50 year old white man with a fucking side sweep and cheesy one liners. like. what do you mean this raggedy ass looking man is haunting my thoughts. Fucking biceps the size of my face. stupid fucking hot ass man. axe dangling over his ass motherfucker. dirty blond haired bitch. fuck you.

[zzzireael]

THE FORGOTTEN SOLDIER

inspired by this fic.

hello and welcome!! it is my first time ever posting something like that, hope you like it<3 ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE!!! opinions are welcome.

wc: 1037 WinterSoldier!reader x Leon S. Kennedy (had re4r in mind when writing!)

Kick. Stab. Crouch. Repeat.

Words like a mantra. Again and again, you can’t even recall when was the last time that you didn’t hear them. They were surrounding you every day and every night. But you were good at this, always have and always will. You were trained for this.

When DSO took interest in you, you hesitated. Long time it had been since you last were needed. Needed, but not by them. It was weird at first, even scary if you could call it this way. But something in you told you, that this was a way to repay for your past mistakes. Well, not even yours to begin with, but that didn’t matter. It felt like yours.

After some time in DSO you got used to it, it felt like you belonged there. You could help, really help. With fighting bioweapons and ‘bad guys’, you were ruthless to them, but priceless to the government. People respected you for who you were and they didn’t know your past. Your file was almost the size of “The Brothers Karamazov” by Dostoevsky, most of it classified. No one really knew what you did before, and if so, they rarely bring it up. But this specific afternoon it changed. Walking into the main office, you’re called by the general director for a meeting. He told you about next mission, somewhere in Russia, around Vorkuta. The place itself rang a bell somewhere in your mind, but you weren’t sure. Of course, as the product of the Soviet experiments, you were brought all around Siberia but you never knew where exactly. “I want you specifically on this one, along with agent Kennedy” the man started. “I know you won’t upset me”

“Sure, doesn’t seem like anything hard, except for the weather perhaps” you chuckled softly, reading the file he handed you.

“Yeah, one more thing. It may contain something about HYDRA”

After those words you looked at him, not fully understanding. In your mind they vanished , long time ago, and they weren’t supposed to come back. You just nodded and left his office, trying not to make a big fuss over it. However you felt like something in you could burst open. Like some of those zombies you fought alongside Kennedy.

Leon S. Kennedy. Your partner in crime for a few years now.  You got along pretty well, fighting together was like an art performance with you two included. Decent man, with a little too much one-liners for your liking, but that was something you could accept. Your legs started going into his office before your mind could even think about it. Nothing surprising considering that you almost always worked together.

“Hey Kennedy, we got a new deal” you said, entering the most beige and minimalist space you could imagine. The only exception in the room was a cute, little present Ashley got him after all this Spain mess.

“And here I was, thinking for once you wanted to take me on a date” he said with a little smirk.

“We talked about it, no dinner unless you kill more targets than me” you winked at him and smiled.

“Where we going now?”

“My beloved Russia. Be prepared, we ain’t going to the south.”

The snow was falling roughly, the same could be said about the wind. The weather wasn’t the best, but you couldn’t imagine it getting better. The only positive thing was that, after some slight fighting, you and Leon were underground. Why is everything underground?

Walking through the silent, dark corridors both of you were as quiet as you could. But with every step you took, you felt like something was whispering into your ear. Could this be schizophrenia? You hoped not, because you actually kind of liked working nowadays. However, this weird feeling creeping up your shoulders kept you on your toes.

“Everything all right?” you heard from Leon, as you were slowly approaching your destination.

“Yeah, just some odd odor in the air” to which he hummed. But the walk felt familiar. Like you’ve been here in the past. And before you could say anything, you heard gunshots coming into your direction.

You and Leon split, shooting back.    

Weird. No one in sight. Sounded like one person. Well almost, because whoever that was, they nearly made any sound. Both of you started looking around, but the only thing visible was the dark corridors around you. You felt it before you could see it. First you’re standing next to your partner, second you can’t breathe. Strong, metal arm tight around your neck.

“Don’t move” the voice echoed. Leon already aimed towards you.

“Leon don’t” you screamed. Well, screamed as much as you could.

“What do we have here? The Forgotten Soldier coming back” the voice said, and you recognized it.

You would recognize that voice from far away.

"Soldat. What a lovely way to greet your long-lost lover, huh?" you asked, trying to sound as collected as you could. The grip around your neck was loose and you turned around with a smirk.

"Doll, you know I wouldn't hurt you" the voice belonged to The Winter Soldier. The one who became a legend, a myth. No one nowadays believed in his existence, including you. "Who's that?"

"My new partner in crime, since you've forgotten about me, I had to find your replacement" you said teasingly. The tension could be felt from the roof and Leon, who was standing and not understanding most of the conversation, was not feeling good about it.

"Your new lover boy, huh? Thought I was irreplaceable"

"Leon, this is one and only The Winter Soldier, or as I like to call him - pain in an ass" you smiled lightly.

“The Winter Soldier huh? Thought you froze to death centuries ago” Leon said, but his voice wasn’t audacious. Something cold and unknown could be heard in his voice. This uneasy feeling came in his chest - he felt like he couldn’t trust this guy, even if he tried. “Well, maybe you want to give us a tour? Getting a little lost here..”

“Oh but [reader] should be the one, don’t you think? Coming back should make you all happy, shouldn’t it?” he turned towards you.

[mothba11]

Boyfriend reveal

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Ada this, Claire that

for my own peace of mind and sanity, Leon Kennedy is married to me.