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okay!! are you okay with doing a readder x sokka hc/blurb (any is fine, it's up to you!!) about... maybe... where the reader is sick? and sokka/the gaang takes care of them? it can be in a modern setting, or it can take place in the war, or after or whatever~ anything you want!! THANK YOU SO MUCH!! <3

a/n: hiya sweets!! wowie im so sorry this took so long for me to get to!! I'm legit the worst fic writer ever omfg nfehfriskjd anywho! i tried to make up for it by making this blurb a little longer but i hope you like it!!! please feel free to give feedback or any thoughts ndueiseifh - ALSO OMFG IM SUCH A DUMBASS i fully accidentally left out the gaang omg I'm actually the worst ndowbhrednj but!!! its okay ill write you a little something else including them if you'd like??? IM SO SORRY CRAP ILL WRITE SOMETHING ELSE TOO DNOEWRBFHWID 

WARNINGS: pills!, sickness, illness, headache, crying, breakdown

“I- I can’t do it.”

Sighing as he took in your shaking form, Sokka took your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze. “Yes you can, angel, I know you can.”

Although instead of calming down at his warm, hushed words of encouragement, you shook your head violently as sobs wracking your body harder than before. “It- it’s too hard.”

Why can’t I do this?! What is wrong with me? Stupid. Stupid. Incompetent. Idiot. I should’ve never tried in the first place!

Legs caving in, you sink to the cold tiles of the bathroom fully prepared to cry until all the pain went away.

Trying his best to stay as calm as possible, Sokka squatted down, so he was eye level to you. It was heartbreaking watching you completely fall apart right before him, because up until this very moment, he never knew that you couldn’t swallow pills.

Earlier in the week you came home sick, nose running, dry cough, and a fever. All of it. Being the sweetheart he was, he managed to look after you just fine. All he had to do for the most part was make soup, provide throat lollies, and have Netflix set up in the bedroom. It even started to fade away.  

Until you woke up at 2 am with what seems to be the worst headache in the entirety of the universe.

Reaching out you buried yourself into his chest, the aroma of his shirt helping you anchor yourself. Yet that alone was still unable to stop you from crying due to your failed attempt to swallow a pill. “Bubbbb it hurts.”

“I- I know. It’s going to be okay. I promise.” Stroking his hands through your hair, he placed a kiss to your head before beginning to sing softly; knowing it calmed you down in most situations.

“Catch a falling star an' put it in your pocket,

never let it fade away.

Catch a falling star an' put it in your pocket,

Save it for a rainy day.

For love may come an' tap you on the shoulder,

Some star-less night.

Just in case you feel you wanna' hold her,

You'll have a pocketful of starlight.”

Soon enough, your sobs melted away into the quiet of the night, leaving you steadily breathing against him. Yet he knew that the quiet wouldn’t last forever and you’d wake up again with the headache.

Gently picking you up, Sokka carried you back to your shared bedroom placing you on the mountain of pillows you piled up on the bed earlier to bring you comfort. He couldn’t help but break out a smug grin as in your subconscious state you gravitated towards his pillow, snuggling into it.

Shaking his head, he switched back to focus on the matter at hand. Taking the pill you desperately tried to swallow earlier, he went out to the kitchen, cutting it up and breaking it down to as small as he could. Eventually satisfied with it turning out into an almost powder-like form, he went back to you with a glass of water in hand.

“Hey angel, wake up please.”

“Eerngh, sleep.”

“I know, but I have something for your headache. Then you can sleep as much as you like.”

Sitting up, only half awake, you immediately lean yourself on him, incapable of supporting yourself.

Handing you the glass of water, he took his other hand, caressing your jaw and softly lifting it off his shoulder. “Angel, here, I broke down the pill so its easier for you to swallow. Do you think you can do it like this?”

Suddenly feeling a lot more awake than earlier your eyes widened a little, shocked he took the time to help you at a ridiculous hour in the morning. I swear to Tui and La I’m going to marry this man.

Humming and nodding, you let out a small nervous gulp before taking what was crushed up in a tiny bowl, swallowing it down with water easily.

Sokka smiled, happy it all worked. “I’m so proud of you Angel. You did it!” Engulfing you in a tight hug he took you down to the mattress, prepping your face in kisses. “You’re amazing.”

“Nuh uh, you are bubs. I couldn’t do it unless you helped me. And stop kissing me! I could still get you sick, you know.”

“Not a chance.” Placing one last kiss to you lips, he giggled at your shocked expression as he defied your wishes.

Getting comfortable under the covers, you both held each other close completely relieved that the earlier breakdown was far away from your minds.

Taking one last look at your already sleeping form, he kissed your hair as your face was deep into his chest.

“I’ve got you Angel.”

a/n: thank you so much for reading!!! 

and to my sweets I'm literally so so sorry i forgot to include the gaang!!! i feel so so bad omg i promise ill try again nnfhedns if you hate/ don't like it i COMPLETELY understand but i kinda still like it so i didn't have the heart to disregard it completely so ill try again! I'm so sorry pls forgive me nfehbdnsk 

tags: @kaylove12 @simpinforsukka @lozzybowe

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hey!! would you write a suki x fem!reader where they’re in an established relationship? go for whatever you want tbh, i love your writing 🥺 much love!!!

a/n: awww thank you so much!! 🥺🥺 i’m so glad that you enjoy my writing!! i love you big time hehe💘💖💓💕💞💓 It genuinely means the world to me hehe and I'm so happy you requested for suki!! i actually have so many ideas for her so hopefully you’d like to stick around for those too hehehe 🙈

anyway! i hope you like this - its a little different than what i normally do but don't worry i can always write more if this isn't what you wanted :)

Song to listen to while reading (PLEASE listen to the song if you can it really sets the tone for this & makes it so much better): 

for youtube link - here!

for spotify link - here!

Dear Suki,

It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and I miss you endlessly. I hope you’ve been doing well and looking after yourself like I told you to.

I, personally, have been feeling… okay? No, that’s not it.

Recently all I have been feeling is longing. Longing for you.

To be completely honest with you, sometimes I lay under the stars, eyes transfixed on the moon and pretend that you’re there right next to me. It’s pretty easy. All I have to do is just pretend that we’re so caught up in staring at the night sky’s beauty and each other’s presence, that we don’t feel the need to look at each other. It’s quite lovely.

That doesn’t always work of course.

Sometimes I get so caught up in the fantasy of us that I actually do turn my head expecting to see you lying there right next to me. Expecting that you’d giggle, saying that I’ve been staring at you for too long and that it’s distracting.

That’s usually when I can’t help but burst out into tears.

The reality of us being separated by the world’s tallest mountains and widest seas, feels like there’s a hurricane moving between us. While the separation has gotten easier over time and I’ve gotten used to being separated from you for so long, silly doubts and worries occasionally enter my mind.  

I have loved you since we were eighteen and my love has only ever grown stronger for you, but I fear that the longer you’re away- the sooner I’ll forget your mannerisms.

The way that even though you’re so relaxed in front of all of our friends as we eat, when no one is looking you hastily pick up all the crumbs off the table.

How your hand feels so delicate in mine despite the callouses, you have acquired over the years.

When your cheeks heat up, and you avert your eyes as I tell you how beautiful you are, even when you haven’t even brushed your hair yet.

I know it’s stupid. Of course, I clearly remember everything right now, but who knows how long the details will last?

But please don’t feel guilty my love, I know you have your duties with the Fire Nation just as I have mine back on Kyoshi Island. And I am so ridiculously proud of you for it too. I suppose I’m just ready to be by your side once again.

Suki, you’re my forever girl. I know it. I always have, and it pains me knowing that when I turn my head away from the sky on such a beautiful night, that you’re not there for me to take your hand. You’re not there to hear me telling you how much I love you, even though you already know. Which is why I’m beyond excited to say that I have finally gathered enough money to make the journey and permanently be by your side in the Fire Nation.

Until we meet again my love,

Y/n.

P.S.  I finally managed buy you the ring you deserve today. I hope you like it.

a/n: heheheh thank you so much for reading my friends!! let me know what you think or how you feel about this letter format hehe

i hope you have a wonderful day/evening :) ALSO ITS OFFICIALLY NOVEMBER HERE IM SO HAPPY HEHEHE (i love crimmus and i wont take criticism) 

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if ur still taking requests, it would be amazing if you could do a reader x Leo or reader x percy (I love them both!) Can you do one where the reader is sick, and the other takes care of them? The rest is up to u. Thank you so much~

- 💜 anon

a/n: OMG HIYA  💜 ANON!!!! i was so happy when i got this request i don't think you have any idea eep!!!! hehe i decided to go with leo x reader but who knows i might do percy in the future hehehe - i hope you like this btw!! hehe feel free to lmk what you think!! :)) 

Also warning maybe??? There is mention of periods, hormones, crying & the flu ish lol

Slowly pulling out of one of the best naps you’ve had in your entire life, you heard the warm voice of your boyfriend underneath you. “Y/n? Mi Amor?”

Nothing.

“Come on Amor; you need to wake up. I know you’re drowsy from the meds, but if you keep sleeping now, you won’t sleep later. I know you hate it when you screw up your sleeping schedule.”

Knowing your voice would be muffled by the thick, oversized sweater Leo was wearing, you let out a throaty, “Mhmmmm…”

Brushing some hair out of your face, you heard him huff.

He hated it when you got sick. It wasn’t your first time, and sadly, he knew it would most certainly not be you last. Similar to him… you tended to get so caught up in certain activities that you managed to forget to look after yourself. While he couldn’t blame you- he wanted to cry at how hard it was to look after you sometimes. Especially because of the communication barrier that occurred every time you got sick.

On your average day-to-day healthier personality, you were one of the most energetic, and loud people he knew. Yet as soon as you caught on to any form of a flu-like illness, you were a goner. Because apparently illness meant that your usual energetic personality died with it bringing your considerably good communication skills down to one that could be compared to a literal baby.

“Leo?”

“Yes, Mi Amor?”

“I’m cold.”

“Are you serious? Y/n…. you know I’m already heating you up, right?” His voice was down to a barely-there whisper, genuinely afraid for your health considering he was already using his powers to the point where he knew that if he tried to warm you any more than he already was, he’d physically burn you.

You sighed. “I know- it’s just… I need to be a little bit warmer.” Looking up at him, you silently pleaded the best you could without looking desperate; You even reached up to play with his gorgeous curls in hopes that it would coax him into it. “Please?”

Reaching up and taking the hand that was in his hair, he pulled it out, giving it a small kiss before caving in. “Fine. Just get off me for a bit.”

“Huh? Why?” Unsure if it was because of the meds or because of your hormones acting up due to your upcoming period, him asking you to break physical contact made you tear up. So much for not looking desperate.

Immediately sensing your panic, Leo cupped your face kissing the stray tear that managed to make its way down your cheek. “Hey, hey, it’s okay bubs I’m just going to do something, so I don’t burn you.”

Silently nodding in understanding, you backed up onto your knees. Leo trying his best to move as quickly as possible, lifted his extra-large sweater, “come on bubs, lay inside the sweater. Then you can warm up some more, and I won’t have to hurt you.”

Smiling in understanding and excitement that you get to be even closer to him, you quickly made your way so that you were laying directly on him and poking your head out from its equally as large gap. “Hmmm, this is nice.” You hummed in satisfaction as you snuggled your face into the crook of his neck.

Softly kissing your head, he wrapped his arms around your frame, encompassing you in a burrito of warmth. “Just get well soon Mi Amor.”

Soon enough, Leo let you fall back into another deep nap, despite knowing that you’d get mad at him at 3 am when you were hungry and unable to fall back asleep. Yet he wasn’t able to resist because even though he missed his energetic and loud girlfriend, he was able to hold you close.

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hey!! would you write a suki x fem!reader where they’re in an established relationship? go for whatever you want tbh, i love your writing 🥺 much love!!!

a/n: awww thank you so much!! 🥺🥺 i’m so glad that you enjoy my writing!! i love you big time hehe💘💖💓💕💞💓 It genuinely means the world to me hehe and I'm so happy you requested for suki!! i actually have so many ideas for her so hopefully you’d like to stick around for those too hehehe 🙈

anyway! i hope you like this - its a little different than what i normally do but don't worry i can always write more if this isn't what you wanted :)

Song to listen to while reading (PLEASE listen to the song if you can it really sets the tone for this & makes it so much better): 

for youtube link - here!

for spotify link - here!

Dear Suki,

It’s been a while since we’ve seen each other, and I miss you endlessly. I hope you’ve been doing well and looking after yourself like I told you to.

I, personally, have been feeling… okay? No, that’s not it.

Recently all I have been feeling is longing. Longing for you.

To be completely honest with you, sometimes I lay under the stars, eyes transfixed on the moon and pretend that you’re there right next to me. It’s pretty easy. All I have to do is just pretend that we’re so caught up in staring at the night sky’s beauty and each other’s presence, that we don’t feel the need to look at each other. It’s quite lovely.

That doesn’t always work of course.

Sometimes I get so caught up in the fantasy of us that I actually do turn my head expecting to see you lying there right next to me. Expecting that you’d giggle, saying that I’ve been staring at you for too long and that it’s distracting.

That’s usually when I can’t help but burst out into tears.

The reality of us being separated by the world’s tallest mountains and widest seas, feels like there’s a hurricane moving between us. While the separation has gotten easier over time and I’ve gotten used to being separated from you for so long, silly doubts and worries occasionally enter my mind.  

I have loved you since we were eighteen and my love has only ever grown stronger for you, but I fear that the longer you’re away- the sooner I’ll forget your mannerisms.

The way that even though you’re so relaxed in front of all of our friends as we eat, when no one is looking you hastily pick up all the crumbs off the table.

How your hand feels so delicate in mine despite the callouses, you have acquired over the years.

When your cheeks heat up, and you avert your eyes as I tell you how beautiful you are, even when you haven’t even brushed your hair yet.

I know it’s stupid. Of course, I clearly remember everything right now, but who knows how long the details will last?

But please don’t feel guilty my love, I know you have your duties with the Fire Nation just as I have mine back on Kyoshi Island. And I am so ridiculously proud of you for it too. I suppose I’m just ready to be by your side once again.

Suki, you’re my forever girl. I know it. I always have, and it pains me knowing that when I turn my head away from the sky on such a beautiful night, that you’re not there for me to take your hand. You’re not there to hear me telling you how much I love you, even though you already know. Which is why I’m beyond excited to say that I have finally gathered enough money to make the journey and permanently be by your side in the Fire Nation.

Until we meet again my love,

Y/n.

P.S.  I finally managed buy you the ring you deserve today. I hope you like it.

a/n: heheheh thank you so much for reading my friends!! let me know what you think or how you feel about this letter format hehe

i hope you have a wonderful day/evening :) ALSO ITS OFFICIALLY NOVEMBER HERE IM SO HAPPY HEHEHE (i love crimmus and i wont take criticism) 

my masterlist: here!

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Lover - Percy Jackson x Fem!reader

SUMMARY: You’ve crushed on Percy for years, him on the other hand? It’s more of a recent development. That doesn’t mean he likes you any less.

(Older Percy & reader - they’re like 21) ALSO idk perfectly what happens in trials of apollo so let’s just ✨ignore that ✨ & this isn’t sexual despite what the title may suggest

WORD COUNT: 2.7k

A/N: hi friends this is for @fromthewatertribe​ ‘s 1k follower event!! Im sure most of you have but if not definitely check out their work!! Its soooo good I promises and ugh their Leo fic?! *chefs kiss* anyway idk if this is any good oop I tried

PROMPTS USED: 9 & 11. (they’re bolded)

WARNINGS: swearing, mentions of ptsd & anxiety, kissing stuff lol ish eh idk, mentions of percabeth breakup?? Does that count?

MASTERLIST: here!

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Can i get a fluffy headcannon for suki x fem!reader? Since my birthday is coming up, I’d like to see what she would do for her girlfriend on her special day. I want all that soft shit if you need more specifics then you can just like message me bro - @simpinforsukka

A/N: Happy birthday!!! 🥳🥳 Omg omg I hope you had an amazing day and please accept my (awful) gift to you,,, YALL this is my first headcannon & request and omfg this was a lot harder than I expected HAHAHAHA BHRIDFVG ☠️ 🤣🤣 – also I think this is a bit longer than a normal headcannon is supposed to be??? & I think I low key did it wrong AHAHAHAH - I really don’t know my friens oop but i hope you like it! @simpinforsukka​ 💖💖💖

• OKIE so let’s establish something real quick,,

• You were not expecting anything on your birthday- well anything extravagant that is 

• Suki is super sweet and supportive of your passions, just as you are of hers, so generally in past years she would let you take the lead,, happily joining along just to make your day brighter 

• Yet of course this year,, she’s learnt quite a lot about your likes and dislikes from past years hence making the decision to take the lead 

• SO IMAGINE YOUR SURPRISE WHEN SHE ROCKS UP AT YOUR HOME INSTEAD OF YOU STEALING HER AWAY FROM ZUKO FOR THE DAY 

• Well actually, you weren’t really surprised more so discombobulated when you naturally woke up to her on top of you

• Arms wrapped securely around your waist 

• Head nestled into your neck, with her hair tickling your chin

• But you were able to fight the urge to freak out at the initial shock of finding someone in your bed fast asleep- as you soon realised it was your girlfriend 

• Yet you were unable to fight the happy tears welling up in your eyes 

• because even thougH zuko would ALWAYS be more than willing to allow suki to come visit you - you rarely woke up together in such a peaceful way 

• let alone on special occasions like birthdays 

• because tbh the guilt of taking her away from the duties she was so proud of doing always ate you up inside 

• ANYWAY, so suki being as skilled as she is, sensed your uneven breathing and woke up

• “Baby? What’s wrong? Did you have a nightmare?”

• Okok so now she was fussing over you and you tried to diffuse the situation 

• “No, I’m okay- yes suki I promise!! I’m just really happy you’re here”

• QUEUE THE 🥺🥺🥺 FROM SUKI 

• Realising why you were so happy, she squeezed her arms around you even tighter (but not tight enough to break ur ribs because I knoW she could) 

• *insert cute, slow & soft make out session because happiness and yoU BOTH DESERVE IT*

Okok now time for the proper festivities!!!

• So, after your wonderful reunion suki takes you on a lil trip/ game 

• NOW what this involves is that whatever age you’re turning is the number of things she has install for you for the day 

• Okie so foR the first item of the day she serves you your favourite cake for BREAKFAST because who cares about eating norms when its your birthday 

• And if you don’t like cake its your favourite celebratory meal 

• Following this she takes you to all of the places your love 

• if it involves travelling, she uses one of the fire nation hot balloons that she stole because she can

• So throughout the day she throws in some significant places/ activities that relate to the two of you 

• BECAUSE you’re with suki and you’re GUNNA have some places that make the both of you soft even if you’re not that much of an affectionate or sentimental type of person 

• And the ENTIRE day you’re just in awe realising how much your girl actually pays attention to what you love and what you care about 

• Like she’s a total SWEETHEART and a total BADASS but there are multiple points throughout the day where she just made you think 

• “is this really my life?” 

• Tbh you were already over yue that she came to your home while you were sleeping just so she could spend all of your special day with you 

• & you would’ve been more than content with just staying in bed all loved up 

• OKAY BUT SEE WHAT I DID THERE – OVER YUE??? OVER THE MOON???? I'm a comedic genius take it or leave it

• AND LET ME TELL YALL she one-upped herself with every single thing she did with you that day 

NOW FOR THE GRAND FINALE 

• Okay so you just finished your second last activity for the day, and you were genuinely wondering what she could possibly have planned for you with the last one 

• So, you were both taking a stroll through the woods and the sun has already set 

• Honestly you were a tiny bit concerned – like why does someone take their girlfriend into the woods, IN THE DARK

• But she was doing so well all day, you didn’t want to jump to conclusions

• And she leads you to an open field 

• Your jaw DROPS 

• you’re just like… “what is all of this?”

• before you in said field are dozens of lanterns, a giant fire pit with a LEGITIMATE FEAST on a GIANT wooden table 

• you have no idea how you’re supposed to consume all of that with just suki

• anyway, she fully LAUGHS AT YOU 

• “just wait my love”

• THEN OUT OF THE LITERAL SKY HERE COMES APPA WOOHOO 

• “Did you really think our friends would allow me to keep you all to myself on your special day?”

• now it was your turn to laugh

• so, when he lands ALL of your friends come running towards you

• you’re legit tackled into one giant hug as they all scream 

• “HAPPY BIRTHDAYYYYY!!!!!”

• Ngl tho sokka was the last one there because he got side-tracked staring at the food 

• You were so overwhelmed with happiness that you cried for the second time that day

• And then they cried because you were crying over how happy you were (yeS EVEN TOPH LET OUT A TEAR)

• Then eventually you all got over your tears and to sokkas relief you spoke out jokingly 

• “LET THE FEAST BEGIN!” 

• So, for the rest of the night, you joked, laughed, and cried (just a little bit more) with all of your best friends around you 

• But that didn’t stop you from turning to suki with a loving smile as multiple conversations broke out around the table a few hours into the night 

• “Thank you, my love, for everything.”

TAGLIST: I'm not guna put one here honestly because idk if anyone wants to be for stuff like this or if they only want to be tagged in my fire nations assassin series sooooo lmk if you do want to be added to other alta content & I'm scared ppl are guna get mad at me for tagging them in female character content LMAO AHAHHA 

also if you liked this and want to send in ur own request you're more than welcome just read the rules first please :)) rules are: here!

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Hi love ur work!! I was wondering if I can have a zuko x reader hc or blurb about him proposing? Or asking you to be his gf officially? Or something like that?? Idk u have complete freedom over how you wanna write it!!

A/N: HEHEHE im so glad you like my work awww!! hopefully you like this too! I actually had a lot of fun with this even though it made me feel sOOO single but like oopsies sorry if this isn’t what u were hoping for anon I accidentally wrote this by listening to this SUPER sappy playlist I found on spotify and omfg I got in a mooD AHAHAHAH it’s literally called “songs I will play in my new york apartment with a view as I dance with my love” 

anyway! Hope you wike it ,, feel free to lmk what you think!! – if you'd like to listen to the specific song that inspired this while u read its: here! (it do be on spotify too) 

When Zuko woke up to rain falling upon the Fire Nation, he instantly cancelled all his meetings for the day.

This caught all of his advisors off guard. Why would he possibly cancel important meetings when everyone would be in the safety of the palaces warm, and dry walls?

Well that was the thing, he didn’t want to be confined to the palace on a day like this.

“Darling, you didn’t have to do this, you know.”

He gave you a soft smile. “Love, you know I am a man of my word. Have I ever let you down?”

You let out a breathy laugh against his wet robes. “Of course not.”

Much to everyone in the palaces’ horror, their very own leader was risking illness that could set back important plans for weeks, to do something so uncivilised to their class.

He cancelled all of his duties to dance in the rain. With you.

Lifting your head to look at him, you couldn’t help but break out a smile. He looked just as handsome as the day you met him… well almost, but that was something you could easily fix.

“My love, I don’t understand how you can do something that is supposed to be freeing of your soul with your hair kept up like that.”

Throwing his head back in a moment of joy, he remembered how that was exactly what you said to him all those years ago as you dragged him out into the rain. Taking his laughter as his acceptance, you wordlessly reached up, easily undoing the crown securing half of his long hair in a bun. With his hair cascading down his face, you can’t help but entangle your fingers into it, stroking the right side of his face with your thumb.

“You look beautiful like this.”

Zuko shakes his head, “isn’t that what I’m supposed to be saying to you?”

“Hmmm, possibly, but what type of lover would I be if I wasn’t honest?”

Pulling you closer, he continues to sway you side to side completely filled with warmth as he reflects on how wonderful this moment is. After all, it was the rain that brought him to you.

He takes a small step back, playfully twirling you out into the garden. Lifting your face to the sky, you take in all of what it has to offer. His heart feeling more content than ever as he admires the way you giggle at the rain, bare toes digging into the usually dried up ground. Just the sight of you made him feel free.

After having your small solo moment of fun, you bring yourself back into his chest. Back to your home.

Placing his hands on either side of your face, he can’t think of a more perfect time than this as he gazes upon your face. The rain making you look ethereal. “Y/n, my love, would you like to spend the rest of your life with me?”

“Oh, Zuko darling, I am yours even into our next lifetimes. For the rain will eternally bring me home to you.”

thanks for reading friends!! i hope you enjoyed & have a wonderful day/ evening! feel free to send in a request if you'd like - just please read the rules first, which are: here!

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The Fire Nations Assassin // Mood board

Hehe mood board for my lil 100 notes milestone! Thank you again to everyone who is supporting my writing, I’m so greatful ☺️☺️💖💖💖 you are all so sweet and kind ,, and I feel really welcomed in this space!!

Anywho! So I actually had so many ideas for mood boards with this series so I might make more reflecting certain points in the fic if that makes sense? So obviously this one reflects more of the current/ assassin side of the reader. Idk would you all be interested in that too? I’ve always loved visuals so ??

also! a link to my masterlist if you’d like to read the series is:    here!!     :))

disclaimer: i do not own any of these images, i only put them together to create this so please do not copy/ steal this mood board - thank you!

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The Fire Nations Assassin - Zuko x fem! reader (pt.3)

SUMMARY: this takes place around the end of book 1 - but uhhhh I deadass don’t know how to give a summary for this without giving anything away soooo enjoy!

WORD COUNT: 3.7k

WARNINGS: mentions of death and suicide. Scars. Swearing. Non- sexual nudity. Nightmares. Panic attack ish.  mention of torture.

KEY: italics = internal thoughts & *** = flashback

OTHER PARTS: part 1  /  part 2 /  part 4

MASTERLIST: Here!

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Killing me softly - Sokka x reader

SUMMARY: Having only heard good things about Sokka, you always wanted to see how great he is for yourself. When you finally get the opportunity, you struggle to find him as funny as everyone said.  

This is based off the song killing me softly by the fugees which you can listen to: here! or there is a version by zhavia: here!

I strongly suggest you listen to the song because I think the whole vibe you get from it will get you in the mindset for this (and hopefully distract you from how poorly this was executed AHAH)

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

WARNINGS: angsty vibes. tried to have a hopeful ending but idk if it worked lol. poor writing skills.

A/N: ahA I really couldn’t get this idea out of my head so here we are! most certainly did not do this concept/ song fic justice to the way I imagined it but lol this shit low key hurted my feelings but also tried to turn it around? Idk I think this is okay?

KEY: words in-between dividers = lyrics MY MASTERLIST: here!

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The Fire Nations Assassin - Zuko x fem!reader (pt.4)

SUMMARY: *queue beebo* ladies and gents this is the moment you’ve waited for  

WORD COUNT: 2.8k

WARNINGS: swearing, australian spelling (not a warning just letting you know)

PREVIOUS PARTS: part 1  /   part 2   /  part 3

MASTERLIST: Here!

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The Fire Nations Assassin - Zuko x fem!reader (pt.4)

SUMMARY: *queue beebo* ladies and gents this is the moment you’ve waited for  

WORD COUNT: 2.8k

WARNINGS: swearing, australian spelling (not a warning just letting you know)

PREVIOUS PARTS: part 1  /   part 2   /  part 3

MASTERLIST: Here!

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Killing me softly - Sokka x reader

SUMMARY: Having only heard good things about Sokka, you always wanted to see how great he is for yourself. When you finally get the opportunity, you struggle to find him as funny as everyone said.  

This is based off the song killing me softly by the fugees which you can listen to: here! or there is a version by zhavia: here!

I strongly suggest you listen to the song because I think the whole vibe you get from it will get you in the mindset for this (and hopefully distract you from how poorly this was executed AHAH)

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

WARNINGS: angsty vibes. tried to have a hopeful ending but idk if it worked lol. poor writing skills.

A/N: ahA I really couldn’t get this idea out of my head so here we are! most certainly did not do this concept/ song fic justice to the way I imagined it but lol this shit low key hurted my feelings but also tried to turn it around? Idk I think this is okay?

KEY: words in-between dividers = lyrics MY MASTERLIST: here!

I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style And so I came to see him, to listen for a while And there he was, this young boy, a stranger to my eyes

You knew nothing and everything about him all at the same time. Hakoda allowed you to join them as they recruited people across the nations to prepare for invasion day. In doing so, you unknowingly signed a non-verbal contract to hear all the stories and jokes about his son, Sokka. Of course, he spoke highly of his daughter, but there was an unrelenting sense of pride and joy that came with hearing about him.

“You’ll really enjoy speaking with him y/n. He can take any dull or sad moment and turn it into something that will make you laugh beyond your years. He’s been through so much, but he’s become the warrior I knew he was always destined to be.”

It was impossible not to want to meet him. You wanted to hear the stories in the flesh as he became the light in the darkness of this war.

Yet when he finally boarded the ship with his friends after Ba Sing Se, that’s all he became, a story. As a mechanic and strategist, your time was booked to the brim, building upon the plans Sokka created himself. Somehow, you managed to have interactions with Katara and Toph, even Momo, but being in the same room as Sokka? Impossible. You weren’t avoiding him by any means, and neither was he, it just seemed that even when confined to the space of a ship your duties dragged both of you into different directions…. Until now.

Finally having time to relax as you finished reviewing a draft for one segment of the invasion, you made your way mess hall in a desperate search to consume any food you could get your hands on. Walking in, Toph perked up at feeling your presence when entering the room. Considering you were always busy when working on something and she was not too chatty, you got along well with minimal conversations and comfortable silence.

You grab a bowl, filling it to the brim with fresh soup and sat at their table across from her. Feeling content as you feel the soups warm and wholesome scent fill your senses, you glance around to see who else is sitting at the table. Eyes zeroing in on Sokka’s frame at the other end of the table, your breath instantly hitches. Suddenly your face feels as warm as your soup, and you want to kick yourself for letting yourself be so affected just by your incredibly short glance at him. Shifting your focus back to your soup you make the painfully obvious decision to focus all of your attention towards it, only listening to their interactions around you. You reminded yourself that you didn’t truly know him, only what everyone else has told you. You knew better than to let yourself become a total fool for the Watertribe boy without having any proper interactions with him. Hence, you’d be lying if you said you weren’t at the edge of your seat in anticipation to see Sokka joke around and tell stories with your friends. After all, that is what you were told about from the moment you met his father.

Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time, one time) Singing my life with his words (two times, two times) Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song

The excitement quickly dissipated when he began to dive into this evenings’ jokes and anecdotes.

“Guys! You wouldn’t believe it!! I was exploring the ship after training today, and I found all of these Fire Nation scrolls about their art and folktales in one of the rooms, and let me tell you, it’s a load of shit!”

As everyone laughed, you momentarily stopped breathing. Your entire being began to fold into itself, terrified at the prospect of him taking all of the things you favoured about your childhood and rip them to pieces.

Katara attempted to see the light in his statement. “Come on Sokka it can’t be that bad! I mean even the Watertribe has some questionable stories, I remember even the one Gran Gran told was a bit-“

“No, Katara! This is by far soooo much suckier than those stories. Okay, so there’s this one about dragons right? What happens is that there’s this Dragon Emperor who becomes bound to a mortal’s body by a Dark Water Spirit. So obviously! I was expecting this super cool battle or revenge plot, but in the end, they turned it into this lame love story where the Dragon Emperor falls in love with a mortal who turns out to be the Dragon Empress!”

“Aw I think that’s sweet! I mean surely there would have been a battle with the Dark Water Spirit so it wouldn’t have been a total loss?”

“Ugh, Katara! You don’t get it! It’s just… sooooo oogie! They shouldn’t have done that. It should have been a story about battle, and warriors! I mean come on, that’s all the Fire Nation is good for right? Destruction and battle. So why did they have to ruin that story like that with all of that lovey stuff?! It just seems like nothing good can ever come out of the Fire Nation.”

Taking another mouthful of the soup, you kept your face downward as everyone laughed at Sokka’s exclamation of hatred for the nation you grew up in. No one knew where you grew up there except Hakoda, and you liked it that way. In complete fairness to you, it wasn’t your entire identity since your mother was from the Earth Kingdom, and you only spent the first seven years of your life there. But that didn’t mean it hurt any less when he tore apart the only things you dearly loved as a child.

Toph sensing your discomfort as you didn’t join in their amusement, she swiftly diverted the conversation into a new direction. While you were grateful, the thought of being in his presence any longer made you want to cry. It clearly didn’t work either as he continued to joke around about the food and other small things he picked up about the nation throughout their journey. Silently finishing up, you didn’t say a word or even give a half-hearted smile as they all laughed. Placing your bowl in the sink, you headed straight to your room.

The actions made everyone at the table confused, yet no one spoke out about it. Afterall, no one really knew you personally, nor did they understand what caused you to cut your interaction with them so short. Sokka himself became particularly curious. Afterall just like you, he heard many great things about you from his father, admiring your kindness and work ethic from afar. So, to say he wasn’t hurt that you chose not to stay longer or even crack a genuine smile, would be a lie.

Making it to your room, you took out any piece of paper or a scroll you used for your plans and began to pour out your pain onto to pages until you passed out from exhaustion. Not caring what contents were on the other side, you allowed yourself to be unfiltered.

You knew Sokka didn’t mean any harm; everyone laughed. He became the light you oh so desired to witness for yourself. Deep down, you knew you would have laughed too if it weren’t for the fact that he took the few happy memories you had with your father and set it on fire. A fire that produced the light you wished to see… but it seemed it wasn’t in the right way you hoped for.

I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd I felt he’d found my letters and read each one out loud I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on

You sighed as you finally finished fixing the pipes in the lower decks of the ship, once again tired and done with today’s work, you went to the mess hall for a late dinner.

“Hey Hakoda, I finished the plumbing problem so no one on the second floor should have any troubles now.”

“Thanks, y/n! You really are such a valuable person in this team. You’re always making sure everything is up and running.”

“Of course! What would you do without me? After all, let’s not forget how I spend my free time with your invasion plans.” You joked.

Turning your back to him to scoop some food onto your plate, he spoke up from behind you. “Oh right! That reminds me, I mentioned your ideas to Sokka earlier, and he seemed to really like them! But Sokka being Sokka, he got so excited over them and asked so many questions I didn’t even know how to respond. Anyway, I just wanted to let you know he’s probably at your desk analysing all of your scrolls right now. That kid never seems to be able to contain his excitement.”

“Yeah, that’s oka-“abruptly, you dropped your plate as your brain processed the information. If he was looking at your plans, then that meant……

Not even giving the Watertribe chief another glace or end to your response, you ran. Taking the fastest route to your room, everything in your mind and your surroundings became blurred, and you became hyper-focused on the fact that Sokka probably found what you wrote about him. Desperately trying not to cry as you bumped into people in the hallways, you couldn’t think of anything worse to happen in this very moment. The very idea of him knowing how you felt about him as well as how his words affected you made you want to scream. Maybe if you got there in time, he wouldn’t have read enough to understand your feelings fully. But when you bust through your door, it was too late. Sokka stood near your desk, with all the scrolls you ever wrote on scattered around the room. Some lay on your bed, the floor, across the desk, and even one in his hands.

“M- my dad said that you had a lot of perfect ideas for the invasion. B- but I- I found… I never thought…” His eyes never met yours as he continued to read the current scroll in his hands.

You slowly approached him, not caring as you walked over every word you wrote on the floor. “Sokka…” You silently begged him to stop reading, unsure of its contents.

He kept reading clearly in shock at the words before him, “why didn’t you s-say something?”

You sighed, somewhat unsure of how to approach the situation. “It’s not my place –“

He threw the scroll to the ground, finally looking up at you with bloodshot eyes as tears streamed down his face. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT’S NOT YOUR PLACE Y/N! It is your place! You had… no, you HAVE every right to say something! You sat there that night as I picked away at every single thing you ever loved, and you didn’t say a thing! Why would you let me do that to you!” Sobs wracked his body, falling to his knees in front of you. Torn apart on the inside about how much he hurt you. He never wanted this to happen, not just because of his small crush on you- that didn’t matter at this very moment. The very idea that he hurt someone who was so kind and selfless as a person, ruined him.

Beginning to feel immensely guilty for his current state, you knelt down to his level. Placing your hands to his wrists, you gently moved his hands away from his face. “Sokka… hey, Sokka look at me…”

As he looked at you, you struggled to keep your composure as tears began to fill your own eyes.

“It’s okay. What you said hurt, I don’t need to explain that for you to know it. Even though it felt like a small dig into who I am as a person and what I grew up to love, it’s true. What the Fire Nation did, what they are doing is awful, but I can’t speak up to defend them. I am in many ways apart of them. I grew up there, I celebrated their holidays, cooked and ate their food, and read their folktales. As much as I hate what the words ‘Fire Nation’ symbolises to the rest of the world, to you, it’s a part of who I am. No one can take that away from me, not even myself. Despite how much it hurt me, I can’t get mad at you or anyone because your feelings, and everything you said, is valid.” Moving his arms out of your grasp, he wrapped himself around you, holding you close to his chest.

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve to hear that, you’re amazing y/n. You deserve to be treated with the kindness and love you give to everyone on this ship. I’m sorry. I was wrong. I’m going to be better, I promise. I promise.” Overcome with emotion, the tears you tried so hard to hold back burst at his words.

Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time, one time) Singing my life with his words (two times, two times) Killing me softly with his song Killing me softly with his song Telling my whole life with his words Killing me softly with his song

Neither you nor Sokka bothered to move from your intertwined embrace on the floor of your room. You were both a sobbing, crying mess. The pain from both of you suffocated the air around you as you cling onto one another for forgiveness.

Forgiveness for being from the very place that caused him so much pain.

Forgiveness for being unable to embrace so much of who you are.

The pain was unrelenting as he weaved his fingers through your hair, shifting so your noses’ and foreheads against one another as he whispered words begging for forgiveness. Wishing, praying, to the Spirits he could take it all away. Sokka’s heart burns from the raging pain that has awoken inside of him. He doesn’t stop running his fingers through your hair almost as if he can stroke away the broken pieces inside of you, looking for new ones underneath so he can start again. Because despite his resentment for where you came from, he knows that to him, you are like a divine angel. You both have your own complex and conflicting backgrounds of life, but he has a desperate desire to care for you in a way he will never be able to explain.

You wanted to lie to him. Say it didn’t hurt, say you could forget. You could do it easily, but you wouldn’t. Knowing you both suffered enough, you didn’t want to do something that could potentially cause each other more pain. This was enough. As you both continued to cry, holding one another with his hands still in your hair, you leant back slightly, bringing a shaky, tender hand to his cheek.

Looking up into his eyes, it’s awfully evident how much pain swims in his beautiful shades of blue. Yet, there seems to be an unspoken understanding as you see a small glimmer behind all the tears. The light you have been yearning for. He sees it in your eyes too. Neither of you can change or take back what’s already been said, but in this very moment there’s hope. You know you can move forward and heal together.

“We’re going to be okay.”

A/N: hi friends!! I hope you liked this one 😊

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Killing me softly - Sokka x reader

SUMMARY: Having only heard good things about Sokka, you always wanted to see how great he is for yourself. When you finally get the opportunity, you struggle to find him as funny as everyone said.  

This is based off the song killing me softly by the fugees which you can listen to: here! or you can listen to the version by zhavia: here!

I strongly suggest you listen to the song because I think the whole vibe you get from it really helps getting you in the mindset for this (and hopefully distract you from how poorly this was executed AHAH)

WORD COUNT: 2.6k

WARNINGS: angsty vibes. tried to have a hopeful ending but idk if it worked lol. poor writing skills.

A/N: ahA I really couldn’t get this idea out of my head so here we are! most certainly did not do this concept/ song fic justice to the way I imagined it but lol this shit low key hurted my feelings but also tried to turn it around? Idk I think this is okay? feedback is welcome :))

KEY: italics = lyrics          MY MASTERLIST: Here!

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the fire nations assassin (ongoing)

y/n has been raised as an assassin and has the opportunity to gain her freedom. What could go wrong? Well… turns out the person she was assigned to kill wasn’t the actual threat.

pt1 / pt2 / pt3

sokka

killing me softly (coming 2/10/2020)

for a lil teaser listen to the song by the fugees: here! or you could listen to the version by zhavia: here!

a/n: hi friends!! feel free to message me or send an ask i’d love to talk to you all! or if you’d like to be added to a taglist just lmk :)) 

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The Fire Nations Assassin - Zuko x fem! reader (pt.3)

SUMMARY: this takes place around the end of book 1 - but uhhhh I deadass don’t know how to give a summary for this without giving anything away soooo enjoy!

WORD COUNT: 3.7k

WARNINGS: mentions of death and suicide. Scars. Swearing. Non- sexual nudity. Nightmares. Panic attack ish.  mention of torture.

KEY: italics = internal thoughts & “***” = flashback

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The Fire Nations Assassin - Zuko x fem!reader (pt.2)

SUMMARY: reader faces the consequences of interfering with the Agni Kai (emotionally and physically)

WORD COUNT: 3.9k

WARNINGS: angst. Torture, semi nudity (NOT sexually) –traumatising!! physical and some mental abuse. Violence. Mentions/descriptions of death. Crying. Swearing. Ozai being a literal nutter. Azula being nutter 2.0.

A/N: THIS IS A REPOST FROM THE AUTHOR OF THIS FIC - I had some complications with the original blog this fic was posted on so please show this some love,, ALL FUTURE CHAPTERS FOR THIS FIC WILL BE POSTED HERE!! hi friends!! Thank you to everyone who showed some love to the first chapter eep! Anyway I’m really scared for y’all to read this one, but!! I’m aiming to have the gaang in the next one so if you hate this I’m sorry but I didn’t want the story to be rushed so I couldn’t bring myself to skip this :// Please read the warnings!!

Also! In this part italics are internalised thoughts 😊

PART 1

The Fire Lords command echoed throughout the room, encompassing the crowd in a thick silence.

Zuko let out a small gasp, one only you were able to hear. After experiencing just a fragment of the physical pain he endured, you didn’t want him to make any decisions he would regret, especially if he was considering to defend you. You didn’t deserve it. Burnt, dead skin, blisters across your left side in the hot atmosphere around you. Your heart begins to tighten and rip you apart all at the same time, realising how much pain you caused for taking all of those lives.

Continuing to kneel on the floor of the duelling platform, you’re frozen, filled with disgust as you finally acknowledge the person you became. From your first commission four years ago, you were numbed to the experience of taking someone’s life. Seeing the life fade from someone’s eyes as you plunged your flame lit sword into their chest, you felt nothing. It was as if it were just a switch inside of them, nothing more. One moment they were there, the next they’re not. You recall Zemin’s reaction when you recounted the events of your first kill, and he didn’t make it seem like it mattered. His only response was to scold you for showing off because you didn’t need to light your sword on fire to kill the man.

Managing to push through the new thoughts and emotions that have awoken within you, your mind travels back to the boy behind you. Despite what you’re currently feeling, it will never amount to the emotional pain he has after being attacked by his father. Fire Lord or not.

Continuing to face the floor, you can’t bring yourself to even glance at Zuko, barely managing to croak out, “Forget who I am. Stay alive, that would be enough.”

You feel his stare to the back of your head. You wish you could turn around and say something, anything at all, maybe even hold him. Anything to get rid of the disgusting, vulnerable, and isolating feelings within you. You wanted to tell him he didn’t deserve it, even if you didn’t know who he really was. Because as much as you hated to admit it, you were afraid. So fucking afraid. Zemin never taught you what to do in these situations, especially anything involving saving the Prince’s life.

Unknown to you, Zuko’s right arm cautiously reaches out to take hold to the back of your robes. So close his fingertips graze the fabric, but not close enough. The two nearest guards rushed to grab you while everyone in the crowd stared at your figure on the duelling ground.

With one guard on either side of you, they grabbed your arms and shoved you off the platform. Hissing, and failing to shove down a pathetic sob ripping through your half-burnt throat, you fall onto your hands and knees. A moment later, the guards were back at your side, dragging you through the door you couldn’t bring yourself to walk through minutes earlier.

Freedom feels like a distant, pathetic dream.

You try to take in the palace around you as they drag you to the right. Connecting where you are to the map, you saw last night, becomes increasingly difficult as the prolonged burning sensation on your skin begins to fog your mind. It’s no use keeping your eyes open. The dark colours of the palace give you a headache. You want to pass out. Give up completely. But Zemin didn’t lock you up in a pitch-black, underground labyrinth, for three months when you were eight to learn nothing. Instincts kicking in, you allow your eyes to close and begin to count your movements, listening to your surroundings.

20 steps forward.

Turn left.

15 steps.

Turn right.

You notice the guard to your left has a weaker hold on you than your right. Possibly about of disgust for holding your arm, or maybe to cause less pain. You assume the former.

18 steps.

The guards come to a stop.

You feel the guard to your left, slightly turning her body towards you. “Hey, maybe we should stop for a bit. I think the kid passed out.”

Ah, so maybe the latter as well then.

The guard to the right scoffs at her suggestion. “Don’t worry about it. She’s not completely out yet, she managed to keep moving. Probably just weak from the pain. Stupid kid. We’ve got a long way to go, and the Fire Lord will want her towards the top of the prison.”

Still unconvinced the female guard persists, “Shouldn’t we be taking her to the infirmary? These are really severe burns.”

There’s a pause. Only for a few moments, but enough for them to weigh up their options. “We should, but the Fire Lord would end us if we did that. We’ll just send a healer to the cell after we get her there.”

The guard shakes you, forcing you to open your eyes. Guiding you out of the palace, you squint your eyes as the sun blinds you, eventually able to make out a tall tower-like building before you. Entering the darkness that lies inside it, you struggle to keep up with their pace as they wind their way further and further up the spiral. Making it to a cell, the guard to the right drops you instantly making you crumble to the floor, eliciting a subtle dig to your hip. You’d forgotten all about the dagger strapped around your waist under your robes—the one you used to kill the general.

While the guard is holding your injured arm tugs you back up, you decide to act while one of them is preoccupied. Balancing on your right leg, you swing your left leg around, slamming into the back of their knees, making them fall. You quickly take out the dagger from underneath your robes, flipping it in your hand and using the blunt of the handle to knock her out in the head. The thud to the guards’ head alerts the other ahead of you. By the time they’ve processed what happened, you ran to them, kicking them in the stomach propelling them into the cell they recently managed to open. Running towards them you drop to both of your knees, arching your back as you slide under streams of fire passing above you. Rookie move on their part. Bringing your torso back up, you send a punch to their face knocking them out cold.

You grab the other guard and drag them into the cell as well and swap your robes for their uniform. It’s too large for your adolescent figure, but its good enough. Taking the keys, you lock them both in there, closing the main door on your way out in hopes no one will notice them in there instead of you.

Breath, you still have a long way to go.

With determined strides, you make your way past other guards in the prison, praying to the spirits that for once they’ll be on your side. Following the steps you memorised in your head from earlier, you end up back at the point where they led you from the arena. From this point, you decide to go in the opposite direction to which they took you. To the left.

Stay calm y/n, you’re going to make it.

You find a door leading out of the castle, and you can see the palace gates in the distance.

Holy Spirits! So… I would have made it out in time if I left the Agni Kai… That doesn’t matter anymore, you’re going to make it out now.

Walking out into the open, you force yourself to suppress a scream of pure joy. Time began to slow down as you saw the gates coming closer and closer. So close you started wondering where you’d go once you made it through.

Those thoughts were abandoned when you hear screaming from behind you.

“Close the gates! That guard is the traitor! Don’t let her out, and close the gates!”

No. No, not again. No, no, no! Fuck!

Breaking out in a sprint, you push yourself harder and further than any training exercise Zemin put you through. You let out a painful scream as if it would make you run faster than the guards at the gates, slowly pushing them shut. Nothing could compare to how much you wanted this slice of freedom. After just a few hours of being in the miserable palace, you were convinced you’d rather walk and swim to the Northern Water Tribe without any food or water, than have to spend another moment here. Mind going into overdrive, you don’t seem to hear or even register the fact that there is a group of around twenty guards behind you, ready to take you down.

With an echoing clang, they seal the gates shut. You falter, slowing down as waves of desperation and hopelessness consume you, yet unable to bring yourself to stop completely.

No, please.

One guard managed to catch up to you in your moments of weakness, throwing a strong punch to your head before you have time to react.

WEEK ONE

It had been a week since you were caught (again) and imprisoned in the Fire Nation jail cell and quite frankly, you were bored. After your stunt when you were first brought here, they ensured that you would never have access to any sharp objects, serving food in wooden bowls with only your hands to eat. Bold of them to assume you didn’t know 21 ways to use the bowl if you truly desired to kill them. No one spoke to you, not even the healer who came in wordlessly the first night to treat your burns. You lay on your right side, staring up at the ceiling admiring the small light that came through the poor excuse of a window.

I wonder if Zemin was worried when I never came back. Would he be worried? No that’s a stupid question, of course not. If anything, he’d be annoyed that I damaged his reputation by getting caught… I still hope he got those gold pieces though, at least then I can slowly waste away in here knowing I don’t owe him any more money. Maybe he could finally fulfil his dream and go to Ba Sing Se. He used to always guilt me into learning a new form of fighting, groaning on about how he gave up the money he had to move there and start a new life with the woman he loved, to raise me. Idiot. He never had an obligation to raise me in the first place, I’m probably from nowhere, and my parents were probably mediocre people in the grand scheme of things. Who even were my-

Cutting off your train of thought, one of the guards walked up to the cell and unlocked it, another quickly grabbing your wrists, and latching them in chains. “The Fire Lord has ordered to speak with you.”

You crack a smirk, “Oh goodie, I think I’m ready for a rematch!”

“Shut it kid, you’re lucky he ordered that you can’t be disposed of you… yet.”

Am I lucky? Being burnt alive and having access to a non- waterbending healer and a bowl of old rice is lucky? Oh great Spirits, thank you for gracing my life with these blessings from the great Fire Nation.

What. A. Load. Of. Shit.

Leading you to the palace, you make it into the throne room. At this point, you wanted to laugh at their efforts to scare you.

Really? Dark Lighting and a fire wall right in front of the throne you sit high and mighty? If only I were an Airbender, then I could huff and puff until you fall into the flames.

A guard standing near the Fire Lord is the first to speak. “Bow before your Fire Lord!”

Spitting on the ground, you look at Ozai in the eye. “I will never bow before you!”

He laughs.

“I know you are the one who killed one of my generals before the duel after acquiring your blade. It’s quite interesting how you managed to get to him without any bending, I must find and congratulate whoever your trainer was. Lucky for you though, the general was of no value to me and easy to replace. I will also show you mercy for what you did at the Agni Kai, only because it was my disgrace of a son you protected, and just like that general, not anyone truly valuable to the nation. Regardless of your crimes, you have already proven yourself a very great asset for a mere child. For that, I will grant you the ultimate freedom, free of any ties you have with the low lives outside of the Capital. Instead, you can directly serve your Fire Lord as my personal assassin. I will have the best swordsmen train you. Taking your abilities to new heights, you wouldn’t even begin to imagine for yourself. I will make you unstoppable. For a non-bender, that is.”

Based on the confident yet bored tone of his voice, you could easily assume he didn’t care. Yet his golden eyes narrow down towards your figure. Waiting. Testing to see if you dare defy his wishes. The offer is objectively easy. Technically, all he is asking of you is to do the same thing you’ve been raised to do, just under his allegiance.

Zuko flashes in your mind. Tears streaming down his face, and begging his father for mercy. “I will never kill for you! I would rather relive the burns you gave me every day than stand by your side!”

He sighs. “If that is what you wish. Maybe over time, you will learn what a great honour it is to be offered such an opportunity, let us meet again next week.”

The guards, as if they were expecting this, shoved you to your knees, ripped off the top you were wearing, and the bindings across your chest. Frozen as the warm air from the flames around you hit your chest, you were mortified. Knowing other guards present were intently watching you be humiliated in front of the Fire Lord, you forced yourself to control the urge to vomit the contents of your prison food on the floor. Quickly bringing your arms and hands to your chest, you winced at the sudden movement from your left arm.

Without any time to mentally prepare, both guards ignited streams of fire to your back. Instinctively you hunch over, attempting and failing to avoid the flames. Unbeknownst to you, everyone in the palace all the way to the kitchens, froze as your haunting screams echoed throughout its halls.

Through your tears and screams, you faintly heard the Fire Lord speak. “You will learn to agree, and you will comply.”

THREE MONTHS

Despite crying every time it happened, you became accustomed to the burnings every week you refused Ozai’s offer. You began to lose any emotional feeling when it happened, robotically going through each step.

They bring you to the throne room.

You say no.

You take off your shirt and bindings for yourself.

The guards burn you.

You cry.

Ozai watches you as if he had better things to do with his time.

Although today, hours after the ritual, you received your first guest that wasn’t a guard or a healer. You knew who they were after sensing them as they hid behind a pillar in the throne room every week. Sensing them through the body heat within them, a gift you always had since you were little. Theirs was crackled with so much anger and hatred; it was so unique to everyone in the palace, you barely had to think about it.

“What do I owe the pleasure of the one and only Fire Nation Princess being in my worthless presence?”

“Shut it scum!”

You let out a small laugh. “Ooo scum? That’s a lovely nickname, but honestly, a little bland, don’t you think? You ARE the Fire Nation princess after all, why not add a little spice to it?”

She didn’t seem to like that. “ENOUGH! You want spice?!” Shooting a streamline of fire from her fingertips, she shot at your head. Luckily enough, you weren’t in front of Ozai or defending her brother, so you swiftly dodged her shot.

Not giving her the satisfaction of retaliation, you sat in the middle of the cell, closing your eyes and crossing your legs. You began to meditate, trying to block out the irritating sense of fire within her.

She walked up to the bars, staring down on you. “I hope you know that my dear brother Zuzu won’t be coming back any time soon.”

This was the first time you’d heard about the Prince since the Agni Kai. She paused, waiting to see if she got a reaction out of you, but you were a trained assassin for Spirit’s sake, you had more control than that. Letting out a deep breath of air, you knew all you needed to do was stay calm.

“You do know what happened to him after you failed to protect him, don’t you? Oh! That’s right if I do recall correctly, you were so paralysed with what you had done, you didn’t even spare him a glance!” She let out a laugh as you remained still.

“Awww, yes! Poor Zuzu doesn’t even know what his ‘saviour’ looks like and he never will! You want to know why, scum?”

Not really but I guess I don’t have much of a choice.

“Because he will NEVER come back. He will NEVER step foot into the Fire Nation again because he was banished to capture the Avatar! It’s a bit ironic, don’t you think? All your pathetic little life, you have been KILLING to get out of here, gain your freedom, and you’re never going to get it. You’ll die in this cell. Yet, on the other hand, Zuzu wants nothing more than to come right home and stand by father’s side! That really does top it all off, doesn’t it, scum? You have trapped yourself here, to save someone who only just wants to come crawling right back. And if he ever did by some miracle, capture the Avatar? He would look you in the eyes and burn you himself for being such a traitor to this Nation.”

You tensed for a second, keeping your eyes closed you quickly regained composure. “Okay Azula, you’ve had your fun. That’s enough.”

She smirked with a sinister glint in her eyes. “You embarrassed him that day. You took away the little bit of dignity he could have had if you just let him get all his scars… Or at least let him die getting them.”

Enough.

“You will forever be a reminder of what should have been his. You’re going to die here for nothing.”

Enough.

“You thought you could do some good in this world? You were wrong! Your one poor excuse for saving someone’s life will always mean nothing! Zuko doesn’t care if you saved his life! He hates you! He hates you for taking away his dignity! You will die with him hating you! Your hope for doing good in this world means nothing because he is searching to take away the one thing that would end this war, even though they’re already dead!”

“THAT’S ENOUGH, AZULA!” Opening your eyes, they snapped from your usual e/c to a blinding golden light. The fire you trained for so long to control reached its tipping point and exploded from every pore in your body setting fire to anything in its wake. Azula rushed away from the bars of your cell as it melted around you. Feeling your hair raise in a halo of fire, you raised your right arm as a blast fired right next to her head. A warning shot.  

The guards outside of the cell who have been watching you since you were imprisoned, stared in shock. Not once had you shown any indication of being a fire bender.

Generally, in this state, you were unstoppable. A force even Zemin didn’t 100% know how to train, leaving you to your own devices. However, these weren’t normal circumstances. You have been tortured weekly, barely given any food or water and countless wounds that aren’t even close to being healed. After the sudden use of intense energy, you felt yourself passing out, allowing the guards to grab you quickly.

***

Groaning as if no time had passed, you found yourself chained up on a boat. “Am I going to be executed?” You weren’t sure if you were worried or hopeful at the possibility.

The female guard you knocked out on your first day in the palace sat next to you, letting out a sigh. “No, but you might as well be in your condition. You’re going to Boiling Rock, into The Cooler.”

SEVEN MONTHS

The guards came by the Cooler to deliver your food. They usually throw it to the ground and leave, but it seems today they received news that was too good to pass up the opportunity to torment you.

“Did you hear that kid? They tracked down your poor excuse of a trainer and killed him. Figured if the best he could produce was you, he wasn’t even worth sending to Boiling Rock.”

You remained curled up in the corner, unmoving as they laughed their way down the hallway. As their laughs slowly died down, you realised how pathetic you let yourself become.

Why did people have to keep dying because of you? You wanted to scream. Burn this stupid icebox down with your hands. Set the whole place to flames. But you were tired. So, so tired. You didn’t even have the energy anymore to cry when they burned you every week. Regularly being exposed to entirely polar elements began to fuck with your body. It didn’t know how to function anymore. Physically and mentally.

Despite being four months since your encounter with Azula, her words continued to spin in your mind every day. What seemed to break you the most was that you knew even if she were right, you’d do it again. If you could go back, you knew you would jump in front of him every time if it meant he was alive. Knowing he was far away from this hell hole brought you a weird sense of peace, regardless of if he was searching for the Avatar or not.

Unlike him, you weren’t far away from this wretched place. You were helpless.

Grabbing the old and cold bowl of rice, you finished your meal for the first time in three weeks.

EIGHT MONTHS

The guards walked in to take you to the palace for your weekly offer, and for the first time, you were already standing. After placing the chains to your wrists, they took you out of your cell just like they did every week. While travelling back to the Capital, you continuously persuaded yourself, this was the only way. You knew, deep down, this was the right choice. No matter how much you tried to convince yourself otherwise.

Entering the throne room, you make your way up to Ozai. Holding eye contact as the flames burn between you.

Bowing before him in the most traditional Fire Nation bow you can muster. You bring yourself back upright, stance and face stoic, contrasting the satisfied smirk on his face. For the first time, he doesn’t bother to make his offer.

“I am at your full service, and ready to comply my Fire Lord.”

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