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purrincesskittens · 22 days ago

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@muffinlance I see your Zuko gets adopted by old sweepy and propose to you Zuko gets adopted by a random scholar at the Ba Sing Se University.

Look in Yuka's defense she has a lot of siblings, and Zuko at a quick glance could pass as her youngest brother. Yes, he should be at home still nowhere near Ba Sing Se, but her siblings end up in the strangest of places so she wouldn't put it past him to show up randomly. Doesn't help she already wears thick lens glasses, and her eyesight is just getting worse from all the reading in the dark she does. Also, she was deep in her research for the paper, and the kid she mistook as her brother was really useful at finding her just what she needed for her paper. He was also apparently an expert on Avatar research, able to spout off all kinds of facts and quotes where he got that research from. By the time she realizes this kid isn't her little brother, she's decided to adopt him anyway, and she will absolutely fight the Di Lee for him. He is her new research partner, and she'll list him as one of her sources if she has to. Then they can't take him as he is an integral part of the development of the culture of Ba Sing Se. Besides, the kid sucks at hiding the fact that he is a fire bender and needs someone to take him under their wing. Half her family are firebenders anyway. She may be small and mousy, but she can be mighty when it comes to her research. She is totally willing to throw hands with the Di Lee if it comes down to it.

Zuko isn't sure what to make of the small mousy scholar he accidentally stumbled upon while trying to find more research on the Avatar. Nor is he sure how he became her research assistant. All he knows is she started calling him Koji and talking to him like she knew him or rather knew this Koji and handing him scrolls to put away and requesting more works on the Avatar some he hadn't read before as Ba Sing Se was the one place he hadn't been able to break into until now. Then he starts spouting off his Avatar knowledge between what he knows of the current Avatar and what he read in old books and scrolls she just jots down what he said without ever once looking up at him. By the time she realizes he isn't this Koji person, she has apparently decided she is keeping him. She escorts him home or to the tea shop when she is done picking his brain for the day or treats him to good food and makes sure he gets enough to not only fill his belly but also to bring home to Uncle. When he gets fired from the tea shop for fighting Jet, she hires him permanently. She even argues that Jet is clearly delusional and needs help not to be carted off by the Culural Police. He is clearly scared so badly he can't see he is safe and that there is no war in Ba Sing Se. So Jet gets an involuntary stay in one of Ba Sing Se's finest mental hospitals with his own personal Joo Dee to look after him. It's around this time that Uncle realizes he may have to fight this young lady for custody of his nephew. At least he is staying out of trouble and expanding his intellectual knowledge.

#Zuko is a Avatar Expert #Zuko is integral to the culture if Ba Sing Se according to Yuka #Yuka refuses to give up her new assistant #Yuka may be shy but she will absolutely throw hands with the Di Lee if they try to take Zuko #Uncle is beginning to realize that Zuko’s new job may not be a good thing if it means he has to fight for custody #Its all fun and games until Yuka's actual younger siblings arrive for a visit and become fast friends with Zuko #Ba Sing Se may not survive the chaos they make #At least they free Appa in all the destruction they leave in their wake #they almost keep Appa but Yuka makes them return him after she studies him quickly #atla zuko #atla #Zuko gets adopted #avatar: tla #avatar the last airbender

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starmocha · 30 days ago

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April Rain [Sylus/Reader ★ 2000 words ★ Masterlist ★ Series Index ★ AO3] It was raining in the N109 Zone. A/N: Started on this a few months ago, but decided to finish it for Sylus’ birthday instead. Happy birthday to our precious dragon, Big Ca-Cawk, king of my heart, body and soul (ooh whoa~). 🥹💖 Tag list: @solifloris @natimiles @callilypso @likewhyareyousoobsessedwithme @alfredosaws @nezuswritingdesk @valkyyriia @yourlocalcatscammer @qyuin @sylusfluffymeow 【 request to be added 】

It was raining in the N109 Zone.

Cloaked under a seemingly eternal darkness, the insidious city was quieter than normal with many of its residents hiding away from the spring downpour.

Within Sylus’ own grand bedroom, the record player played a soft moody song, its almost melancholic melody seemed heightened by the gloomy weather. The atmosphere was gentle, offering a familiar comfort to you both.

The crisp chilly air from the rain contrasted heavenly with the warmth of him against you—and inside you.

Dressed in only his white dress shirt, your hair still damped from your earlier shower, you rested lazily on his lap, his cock already buried so deliciously inside you. You inhaled deeply, his cologne filling your senses. His silk robe brushed against you, tickling you when he readjusted his arms around your body.

“Look at you,” Sylus cooed, brushing the flyaway hair out of your face. You smiled coyly.

“So sweet,” he murmured, and you hummed back softly in response. He chuckled, reaching over to the side table next to his chair for his favorite drink, a gin fizz. You watched as he sipped the cocktail, eyes traveling from his lips down to his Adam’s apple.

“May I have a taste?” you asked, unknowingly licking and biting your lips.

Sylus smirked at the enticing gesture. “Of course, kitten,” he said, about to raise the glass to your waiting lips, but he startled, surprised when you boldly seized his own lips, nibbling and eagerly tasting the cocktail that still lingered.

He clumsily set the glass back down, spilling droplets on the side table and his hand. He cupped your face with both his hands, taking control back as he hungrily kissed you and greedily stealing your moans for himself.

He hummed against your mouth, sounding almost like a faint deep purr reverberating. He panted softly, nearly groaning as he felt you pulsing around him as he kissed you more deeply, both your minds clouding under this sudden haze of lust. Suddenly, you felt his hands trailing down, gripping your hips as he guided you up and down on his length, both your pants and moans following in tandem.

“Sy—ah!”

He drank in your feverish gaze, your earlier coyness slipping away to a state of pure blissful arousal as you panted and moaned softly in time with his languid movements. Your eyes squeezed shut, voice trembling with need as you focused on just the feel of him bringing you closer and closer to the edge.

Sylus lowered his head, his warm breath danced across your shoulder before his lips lingered in the crook of your neck. No words were exchanged, just the sounds of both of your mounting pleasure intermingled within this room.

“S-Sy—ah… close… I’m cl-ohhhh!!!”

You clung to him, crying out your release, as you felt his fingers digging deeper into your hips, his movements rushing as his own climax was nearing. With a few more hurried strokes, you felt him spurting inside of you thick and hot before he let go of your hips, allowing you to collapse against him boneless and satisfied.

For just a few minutes, both of your labored breathing was heard, sounding louder than the raindrops hitting the floor-to-ceiling windows in Sylus’ bedroom. Distantly, you heard the record playing neared its end before Sylus finally broke the silence between you both, his beathing still unsteadied.

Humming low, he tilted your chin up and kissed your lips briefly. “It seems you might need another shower,” he murmured with a teasing smirk as he freed himself from your warmth, watching with satisfaction as your thighs stained obscenely with his release.

You guided his lips back to yours, your voice just as sensual as you suggested to him, “Perhaps this time you could join me in the bath instead?”

He chuckled, delighted by your brazenness. “I like the way you think, sweetie.”

The warm water soothed your sore muscles as you rested in the large, luxurious bathtub with him behind you. The scent of lavender from the bath salt wafted in the air, carrying away any lingering traces of stress from you both.

“So docile tonight,” Sylus teased, his arm wrapped around your stomach, keeping your body flushed to his. Beneath the water, his hand absently rubbed small circles around your belly. With the warm water, his gentle ministrations, and soothing voice, you found yourself relaxing to almost a slothful state, letting yourself be completely vulnerable in his presence.

“Must be the rain,” you remarked, “It’s so calming…”

He hummed in agreement, hearing the gentle pitter-patters of raindrops on the roof while in the next room, the record player was in the middle of playing a different song. Sylus made small talks with you, but you answered him with only lazy hums. He didn’t seem bothered by the one-sided conversation, finding amusement in your drowsy expressions.

“You’ve been sleepy for a while,” he remarked nearly half an hour later, watching as your eyes struggled to stay open. “Perhaps it’s time I put you to bed.”

Before you could protest, the now lukewarm water rippled with movements and suddenly you found yourself lifted up, held safely and securely in Sylus’ arms. He dried you both off before helping you into a different clean shirt of his.

He then laid you on luxurious silk sheets, amused by your lazy smiles as you stretched and the shirt you wore riding up to reveal your midriff and nothing else beneath. Joining you in bed, he hovered near with his right elbow supporting his weight. He rested his chin in his palm while his free hand brushed your damped hair away from your face.

“I like it when it rains,” you told him.

“Me, too,” he agreed, “It keeps you here with me.”

You peered up at him confused, wondering if you had just missed that brief flicker of sadness that passed over his face, or perhaps, it was just your own wishful thinking, hoping he longed for you the same way you do for him when you were both apart. Instead of asking him, however, you reached up to cradle his cheek with your right hand, remarking quietly, “You know I would stay with you if you ask.”

There was a noticeable pause before he chuckled softly and nodded in agreement. His own hand rested over yours, his fingers brushing over the couple ring he had given you. “Of course,” he answered back, but this time you were almost certain you saw that same instance of melancholy in his eyes.

You suddenly realized something.

“Sylus?”

“What is it?”

“Can I stay with you longer?”

He seemed to stop breathing for a few seconds, surprised by your sudden request. Then, as if the words finally registered in his head, he chuckled lowly and leaned down, his forehead pressed to yours, as he husked softly, “When have I ever denied you anything?”

Even though he had said that, you could practically see he was brimming with joy, knowing just those simple words from you, a plea to be wanted by him and to stay with him, made him happier than any extravagant gem in the world.

“Lull me to sleep,” you murmured to him with the same words he had once uttered to you. He smirked at the memory.

“With a song?”

“Be serious,” you teased him.

“I am,” he countered just as good-naturedly. “Rock-a-bye—”

“How about a story instead?” you interrupted, hiding your smile when he pretended to glare at you.

“You’re no fun.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, though it was fairly obvious there was no remorse heard in your playful tone. You continued to tease him, “Is the leader of Onychinus upset by me now?”

“Very,” he humored you, adding with a lightly-threatening tone, “You should know the last person who crossed me met an unfortunate end.”

“Oh, dear,” you said with mock-worry, continuing flippantly, “But that won’t happen to me.”

“Miss Hunter, you sound so sure of yourself,” he responded cordially. He gasped when you sat up suddenly, pushing him back until he was reclining against the pillows as you straddled him just as you did earlier in the evening. You leaned forward and buried your face against his chest, snuggling closely with your arms wrapped around him.

“Are you a kitten or a koala bear tonight?” he questioned, letting his own arms wrapped around your body.

“I am yours for tonight,” you said instead, adding, “For the rest of our lives in fact.”

“Such sweet words,” he murmured, “I might let myself fall for your sincerity.”

You reached for his left hand that had the match to your couple ring and you touched it gingerly. Sylus’ gaze followed your movement for a few seconds before he reached for your right hand that worn the ring. You watched as he guided the dainty ring to his lips, his head tilting to the side suggestively before he spoke.

“Perhaps one day you will allow me to trade this ring in for an… upgrade.”

Your breath caught in your throat, feeling like butterflies were fluttering in your belly as you remained caught under his softened gaze with crimson eyes holding shades of adoration solely for you. There was a sudden warmth in your cheeks, a rosy hue settling as you smiled at him, answering, “I hope this ‘one day’ will not be too far in the future.”

Feeling delighted, Sylus pulled you closer to him, his familiar warmth enveloping you once more as he kissed the top of your head. “In that case, perhaps I should accelerate my plan?”

You peered up, meeting his teasing look, catching that mischievous glint in his eye. You held your breath, almost afraid to question further, but you couldn’t help but felt a giddiness inside of you, your mind repeating his words again. Each time you remembered his suggestive words, your smile widened just a bit more.

Sylus shook his head slightly, practically able to read all of your thoughts from just your transparent expressions alone. Without a word, he settled down in bed, pulling you closer into his embrace.

“I like the rain, too,” he sighed, cutting off your surprised protests. Your features softened, feeling a growing fondness at seeing how peaceful he appeared to be, his guard always disappearing in your presence. Sylus continued in that same lazy drawl, “The world feels like it moves slower when it rains… like we have all of the time to waste away…”

You snuggled closer to him, hearing his soft amused laughter in response before he brushed the flyaway hair from your face.

The sound of the rain seemed deafening now, but you both could argue that your own hearts were pounding louder, reaching a crescendo as the shared intimacy between you both was also nearing its own climax. For just a few seconds of silence, Sylus watched you rest with your eyes closed as he seemed to ponder deeply over a matter that have lingered in his mind frequently. He exhaled slowly, his resolve made, and he asked:

“Are you truly happy here with me, my beloved?”

You glanced up again, locking gaze with him before you leaned in closer to his lips, feeling the faintest warmth brushed against your own as you whispered familiar sweet words to him: “You should know very well that I adore you. There is no love purer than mine.”

He huffed in amusement, his eyes twinkling tenderly with joy. He closed the distance between your lips, murmuring so gently, his voice would’ve been lost to the sounds of raindrops if you were any further away:

“Do you want to be stuck with me forever?”

“Forever is not long enough,” you answered, kissing him deeply. Your sweet, pleased moans left in between parted lips when you felt his hands rubbed your back up and down, feeling his heat exchanged with your own as you both submitted to your feelings and to the promise of eternity.

#love and deepspace #love and deepspace sylus #love and deepspace x reader #sylus x reader #love and deepspace fanfiction #lnds fanfics #x — fanfics #sylus smut #sylus fluff #don't yell at me #it's almost 1am #and i have to be up at 5am 🥺#i wanted sylus' bday fic up asap!!!#😔 my new phone hasn't arrived so i will be completely offline once more the whole day tomorrow </3333

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