#Urzula

[3xamenace]

Save me, parent-child incest. Parent-child incest, save me

[azulasmommykink]

Whispered Secrets in the Dark: Chapter III - Corridor Encounter

do block this blog if you don't like A/B/O & incest fics so I don't show up in the tag for you

pairing: Azula x Ursa – but Azula x Mai in this chapter | rating: explicit | A/B/O; alpha!Azula x omega!Ursa

general content warnings: omegaverse (feat. g!p), explicit sexual content, parent-child incest, consensual underage sex.

Azula is not in the habit of questioning reality, but she wakes up and stares up at the ceiling like it’ll tell her if last night actually happened.

Did Mother give her an Agni-dammned handjob?

She woke up with a raging hard-on, something normal at this point, and the memories of lingering scent, lingering touches, of a person that shouldn’t be there. It’s not her first sexual experience, Azula’s not quite a virgin – well, she is in the more “traditional” sense, fooling around with Ty Lee but never going all the way with the non-bender omega. She went farther with may, but as a proudful alpha, she’ll never admit those… tendencies out loud.

She’ll also not rub one first thing in the morning, those early craving are soothed on their own, no need of her assistance. She’s all soft again by the time she’s on her morning training clothes, which’s great, there’s no need of a princess to walk around with a visible erection. 

Filled with hormones or not, Azula’s above such carnal, dirty little things.

Dressed in her usual trousers and chest wrappings, and covered with one of her many silk robes, the princess makes her way to her favorite training courtyard. Or she tries. First, she smells the strong, musky scent of another alpha. With a sharpness of steel that tells her exactly who it is. Then a hand, followed by flowing clothes, grabs her arms. She has been jumped times enough to know it's better to be pliant and let herself be pinned to the wall. It’s not like she likes it or anything.

“Do you not have better things to do than jumping on unsuspecting alphas?” It’s mostly a snarl. “The sun has barely risen.”

“Perhaps I do,” where Mother’s voice is soothing, Mai’s breathtakingly sensual. “Like fucking you against this wall.”

“I have a schedule, I’m sure you don’t fit in its current slot.”

“I can make it quick.”

“I thought you had better stamina.”

“I can make yours quite short.”

“We established I last longer than you.”

“I’d like to test it.”

“Would you now?” Mai responds by undoing her robe’s knot. “Do you think Zuko would be happy that you’re about to suck off her little sister?”

“Don’t talk about yourself in third person, it’s weird. And we’re not even engaged, she won’t mind it at all. Also, who said I’ll suck you off? I said fuck you against the wall.”

“I have more important things to do than be your fuck buddy,” like finding Mother and questioning her what the fuck last night was about. 

“Sure,” Mai’s well-kept claws leave pink trails down Azula’s stomach, it makes her hiss and immediately rise to a half-mast. Mai knows her a little too well. “Then why are you hard?”

“Barely hard,” Mai moves her hands up again, they’re the adequate size to perfectly cup her breasts, Azula might or might not be sensitive to someone fondling with those. “This is not fair.”

There's a small lift of the corner of her mouth, it’s a smirk in Mai’s body language: “Such a whore.”

“I’m a young alpha, and you’re groping me, that’s all.”

“Groping you?” Her left hand moves south, gripping firmly her now fully hard cock. “This is groping.”

“Just get on your knees and suck my cock.”

“I intended to fuck you,” her fingers hook on Azula’s waistband. “I guess sucking you off will have to be enough.”

“And I’m the horny one.”

Mai doesn’t answer, pushing down her trousers to her knees without saying another word. Her cock’s heavy enough to be weighted down when she’s up on her feet, but not so terribly weighted down, it almost points straight forward. 

Mai’s long, slender fingers wrap around her girth, fingertips overlay each other. Azula appreciates the length of her fingers (specially when they’re inside of her, she’s proud but not proud enough to not allow herself to be touched in all pleasurable ways. That’s definitely why she let Mother touch her…) Azula relaxes against the wall, also braces herself for what she knows will be an intense session of Mai trying to suck her soul out via her cock.

Mai, the stoic, expressionless alpha (more of a role model of Fire Nation alphas than she has any right to be), kneels in front of her with golden eyes full of lust. She looks quite pretty when on her knees, not so subtly smelling in Azula’s scent like it’s fresh air after years suffocating underground. Her nose traces from the hilt of her shaft to the tip and down again, she licks and sucks on unfairly sensitive balls. She licks slowly up, she takes some sweet time licking the extremely sensitive cockhead. 

It’s fascinating. Azula thinks, to watch how Mai takes all of length into her throat.

She covers her mouth to muffle her moans, her other hand tightens in a fist – Mai bit her cock almost hard enough to draw blood the one time Azula tried to hold her head without permission. Azula’s self-control is commendable, even more so when you consider what she’s going through, and she keeps her hips as still as possible as Mai performs one of her cocksucking shows.

And the nonbender alpha looks up at her, keeping Azula imprisoned in their eye contact, something that only adds to the pleasantly experience of getting a head in a public space.

(Azula knows she’ll think about Mother in that position, on her knees and looking so pretty it hurts, taking her in like she was made for it. )

“Such a good cocksucker.”

Mai rolls her eyes, but sucks her harder and she can smell the fellow alpha’s arousal scent. It’s a shame the princess won’t be able to do anything about it, since she’s running late already with this small encounter. Mai sneaks her hands up her tights and then gropes her butt, pulling her closer, pushing her cock even deeper. Azula doesn’t try to hold back much as the alpha works the muscles of her throat around the thick shaft invading her throat.

The continuous intense sucking sends Azula over the edge quicker than she’ll admit.

Nai swallows every drop of cum, she always does. She eases Azula out of her throat, licks to make sure it’s all clean and nice. She gets up, smelling like an alpha needing of release soon. However, at least she understands that making Azula ever more late to her training isn’t good.

The princess reaches to one of Mai’s flowing sleeves: “Meet me later.”

“Will you let me fuck you?”

“Maybe I will. We will see.”

Azula knows she will, at least when they do that, she can fully ignore other thoughts, not that Mai needs to know that.

[ermazula]

people are so fucking retarded

"stop sexualizing azula!! she's 14!!!"

like babygirl you know basically non of us actually are like, "oh yeah she's 14 that's so hot" like no????

hardly any of us even think about that. like, we're not focusing in on her age. because nobody (for the most part) is into that.

[queensofthefirenation]

I know This blog hasn’t been active for a while, but on the of chance you see this, I wanted to ask something about Urzula.

How would Ursa and Azula get together after the war? At some point several years later. Who makes the first move? How would they get together?

I also wanted to ask your opinion of the Kyatara ship. Which is a sort of canon divergence ship we’re Hakoda is sacrificed instead of Kya and she survives. Which eventually leads to Katara and Kya realizing their feelings for each other some time after the war and getting together. Similar to Urzula in that respect.

What your option on it? Also if your view is favorable on the ship, how do you think Katara and Kya would get together?

To ask a slightly NSFW follow up question,

Who do you think would be the more dominant partner in either ship dynamic (in the bedroom)

They get together almost by accident a few years post war. They feel as if the fire Nation has passed them by at some point. While they both are important figure heads how the end of the war marked them. Ursa’s time in exile marked her as different from her peers in the Fire Nation and she doesn’t relate well to them due to her experiences. Azula is cast aside by Zuko’s regime. So she’s not really a path in and her old friends have abandoned her.

Loneliness leads them to spend more time together. They take vacations and all just as mother and daughter. It’s Azula who makes the first move on ember island, kissing Ursa. Both are horrified and back off, trying to pretend it didn’t happen. Trying desperately to make new associates and maybe lovers. But they float back towards each other, retreat again, but go a little farther each time. Until they stop retreating and stay with the other as girlfriends. Though in secret.

Haven’t thought much on Kya/Katara before. It would work differently then Azula/Ursa. Kya would always be around when Katara was growing up until Katara leaves for her adventure with the Avatar. Probably be about them making mistakes when trying to maximize their limited time together post war. I see Kya staying in the SWT while Katara continues traveling with Aang. So perhaps it’s a bit more of an affair. Katara is with Aang, but in secret her mother as well. Not really a ship for me but I can see it’s appeal.

Ursa is more dominant to Azula. Azula usually starts off strong but quickly cedes to her mother. Ursa is all too happy to makes sure her daughter feels great, but also enjoys telling her what to do. After all Azula is such an obedient girl.

Katara is dominant over Kya. Aang is quite a soft lover so Katara wants some more action in her love making with Kya. Usually doing the things that Aang refuses to do with her.

[rokry]

Was going to post these post anaesthetic doodlings yesterday for funs while I was still a bit loopy but I couldn't take a not blurry photo of them.

Characters belong to myself and @vondieerde respectively :D

[azulas-daddy-kink]

thoughts on ursa/azula mommy kink?

Not my cup of tea, but I definitely understand where this comes from.

[atla-confessions]

I hope this isn't problematic - but people who ship proships/comships such as zucest and urzula have a problem - they're either child/former child victims of abuse that turn to such things as a coping mechanism or sick adults that would indulge in such things irl.

X

[emmondsokolov]

//Went hunting for hurdy gurdy music for Urzula werewolf vibes. Idk what to do with the ones I found really, and not all of them quite fit the vibes, but they're all pretty good, regardless.

[bluemoon-golden]

unsure if i should continue one of my 3 current playthroughs, really start one of the other 2 i have just finished the intro for or start an entirely new game

[bukimevieningi]

Ursula von der Leyen - Europos beprotė! (video)

Tai, kad Lietuvoje pilna kliedinčių ir už tai nenešančių atsakomybės politikų, jau nieko nestebina. Tai jau tapo norma. Bet ar galima toleruoti tokius kliedesius, kai viešai pareiškiama, kad Rusija vėl grasina panaudoti branduolinį ginklą? Taip, ši Europos beprotė tai pasakė! Urzula fon der Lejen (vok. Ursula Gertrud von der Leyen; g. 1958 m. spalio 8 d. Ikselis, Belgija) – vokiečių politikė,…

[3xamenace]

a word for a drabble?

ships: Starker & Urzula*.

(* not sure if the Ursa x Azula ship has a name but I'm calling it that)

[azulasmommykink]

Whispered Secrets in the Dark: Chapter II - A Helping Hand

do block this blog if you don't like A/B/O & incest fics so I don't show up in the tag for you

pairing: Azula x Ursa | rating: explicit | A/B/O; alpha!Azula x omega!Ursa

general content warnings: omegaverse (feat. g!p), explicit sexual content, parent-child incest, consensual underage sex.

One of the most useful skills learned in the Fire Nation Junior Corps is, undoubtedly, how to put all your clothes in under a minute.

Very useful, Azula, gracefully, jumps into the closest pair of trousers, hoping it would help a little. She ties her robe close, and is quite grateful for her own habit of sleeping under heavy blankets, the weather never matters. Just to be sure Mother dearest won’t see her erection at all – even if she’s not escaping the scent of arousal, – she places one of the many extra pillows at her lap. After unlocking the door and then hiding under the blankets, she giives Mother permission to enter the room.

She can’t hide the scent of arousal, but, well, Azula’s a young alpha going through body changes, it’s normal for her to be aroused at any moment of the day.

“Am I interrupting  something, sweetie?” Mother has always called sweetie – Azula’s sweetie, Zuko’s dear, Lu Ten’s love – and it shouldn’t affect her like this. The stupid cock strains against hastily put on trousers. 

“Just doing some light reading before sleeping,” she half lifts the scroll she decided to pretend to be reading.

“My girl, always interested in learning,” Azula does not blush a little at the praise. Stupid cock keeps twitching under any attention from the older woman. “I’d like to have a conversation about you behavior earlier today.”

She steps into the room, properly. Her nose flares just a little, twitching like Azula’s does when she’s noticing some sort of interesting scent. But the reagal princess does not react, even if she should have a disgusted look on her pretty face, nose filled with the arousal of her own offspring. Mother’s floral, soft scent does not help Azula’s current situation.

She’d like to be alone so she can jerk off in peace, without the object of her lust in her bedroom, thank you very much!

“Feeling alright, sweetie?”

“Y-yes,” fuck, I do not stutter! “Yes. Yes, I’m fine.”

“Are you sure, my dragon cub?”

Azula full on flustered, what was the last time Mother called her the old, maybe adorable, nickname?: “Yes, I’m sure. Do not worry. What about about my so-called behaviour?”

“It’s not polite to threaten to burn servants.”

“They were annoying me,” they were staring at me like a piece of meat. “Annoyances need to learn their place.”

“A kind ruler does not burn their subjects.”

“I’m fifth in the line of succession, and I have no interest in being Firelord, Zuzu is more interested than me. Go pester her with your ‘how a proper ruler behaves’ nonsense.”

“You’re still a royal, and you’re still not meant to behave like a childish brat.”

“Perhaps I am a childish brat,” it feels almost more like a banter than a scold. “And I didn’t burn any of them, stop worrying about it.”

“I’m trying to fix your reputation. How are you going to find a suitable omega with the reputation of being a violent, brutal alpha?”

“I’m not interested in finding a suitable omega.”

“Crown Prince Iroh is. He’ll be Firelord soon, Lu Ten already has. You and your sister are the next.”

“Being this far down the lineage, I’d expect to have the same experience as Father.”

Mother steps closer, it throbs and Azula has forgotten for a moment that she was in the middle of something: “Your Father is a decent alpha, a decent Firebender, however you… you are a prodigy. No Firelord would allow it to go to waste your seed in inferior omegas.”

“I didn’t know you were so… defiant.”

She scoffs: “I am honest.”

“My Father is a great Firebender.”

“You’re better than him, are you not?”

Would that be some sort of treason? She knows she is a better Firebender than Father. Objectively, only Uncle and Grandfather are better benders than her. It’s an experience thing, she knows, being a prodigy like Grandfather, it won’t take much longer for her to be superior to Uncle in his prime. And she respects him just enough to admit she’d like to be better than him.

(Maybe she’d respect Uncle more if he didn’t keep choosing Zuko over her, if he didn’t act like he had only one niece.)

“You’re on the way to becoming the greatest Firebender in history, sweetie.”

Azula blinks, surprised that Mother’s close to her, standing beside the bed: “I believe that’s true.”

“Good girl.”

She makes quite an embarrassing noise, Mother smiles and cradles her cheek, her quite flustered cheek: “I do… I do try, sometimes.”

“So keep trying to be a good girl,” she places a knee on the edge of the bed, and Azula’s brain gets full of static. “And tell me what you were doing before I knocked on your door.”

“Perhaps I was having some quality private time.”

“So I interrupted your playtime? I could help.”

“Help?” Azula blinks, her speech impaired by how close Mother is, by how the omega smells sweet and how her night robe doesn’t hide much of her body at all. Has it always been this… inappropriate? “Help… how?”

“Help however you want,” she places a hand on top of the pillow, applying minor pressure that is enough to get yet another embarrassing noise from the young alpha. “Tell me to leave and I will.”

“No,” she grabs her wrist. “Stay.”

“Whatever you need, little dragon.”

Mother kisses her forehead, and Azula is about to burst. Maybe in flames, maybe in a fountain of cum, maybe in ashes from a mix of embarrassment and that warmth burning on her chest from Mother’s affection. It feels like something innocent, it feels like there’s a dirty promise underneath.

A dirty promise she hopes Mother fulfills.

Azula can’t avoid the deep red flush on her face when she allows Mother to pull the pillow away, her cock makes quite the visible bulge on her trousers, the wet spots from the precum that didn’t stop leaking only makes her fluster more. 

“It’s alright, don’t be ashamed,” Mother says, all sothing and calm. “It’s normal.”

“I don’t think this is normal.”

“Don’t worry, no one will judge us."

“I imagine no one should know.”

“You’re correct.”

“I always am.”

She’s smug for a second, before Mother gropes her, as bold as the one person who has the courage to do that. And it makes her hips jerk with the almost unexpected touch. She throws her head back as Mother squeezes it, and Mother takes the opportunity to kiss her neck. The older woman hums in approval. She keeps kissing and sucking at the sensitive, soft skill before she pulls down Azula’s trousers just enough to set her cock free.

At least she’s leaking enough that no spit is needed.

“Such a majestic thing you have here,” she praises, not even looking at it, just stroking slowly. “My little dragon is all grown up.”

Azula is a master of self-control. it’s the only reason she doesn’t start to fuck into Mother’s hand. Soft, warm, fingers almost not long enough to touch each other when her hand is wrapped around Azula’s girth.

Much better than her own hand.

Paired up with the atack on her neck, she’s dangerously close to an orgasm within minutes. Mother withdrawns from her neck, her free hand sneaks up to her chest. Not expecting her breasts to be played with, she moans almost too loud.

“Let go, sweetie” her hand moves down her abs and back again, the hand stroking her cock speeds up. “Let go of what you’ve been holding back all day. And all because of me.”

Count on Mother to know of Azula’s dirty, little incestous feelings.

It doesn't matter, not when she’s twisting her right nipple just enough to be the last straw to make her burst in a ridiculously intense orgasm. Grabbing at the bedsheets, moaning Mother just loud and clear enough for the woman to hear.

“There you go, my good girl. My beautiful good girl.”

[ermazula]

NEED......

URSULA!!!!

[rokry]

Your paladin lets out a terrible, bloodcurdling cry, alerting everyone in the party. You barely have enough time to gather your wits to figure out what is happening before her eyes fall upon you. Roll initiative.

[sardens]

Fritz Kothe - ”Urzula” aus der Lindenstraße (Anna Nowak) 1998