#zutara smut week

[justkeepshippingg]

50 Shades of Honor: Chapter 21

50 Shades of Honor: A Zutara Smutfic

Rated: M

Pairing: Zutara Length: 1929

AU

Author’s note: In which Zuko is sick of pretending and Katara rips the truth into their reality. Or, they don't fuck in an alley, but DO find an abandoned tea shop instead... Chapter 20 for ref.

Twenty-One: Burning

“Take me,” she said. “Anywhere you want.”

Now his gaze dragged from her eyes to her mouth to the whole of her body, pupils dilating, distracted, before his good eye locked on something in the distance and widened.

“I have an idea,” he said.

“I trust you,” she said, and the words were true, even as her thoughts were marred by the needing heat that needled at her core. Just the thought of him pressing inside of her, his hands holding her thighs far and wide, his body shaking with the urge to just rail her, made her want to just do it here, passersby be damned. But he still had his wits about him.

“Come with me,” he said.

Zuko held out his palm, and there in the rain and the cold and the dark, she took it. 

The only sign that the small, dark shop was abandoned was a sign out front that read, “For sale,” in poorly written red script. It was made of dark wood and had a stone facade that was probably once beautiful but was now, simply, sad. It could have been something wonderful, but it sat here alone and waiting for someone to make something of it. Zuko tried not to think that hard about that and tore at the lock on the door and it knocked to the ground, the lock plunk plunk plunking and rolling into a puddle.

Katara peaked around the corner, but no one seemed to notice – or care – that the lovers were so visibly breaking into a would-be shop. For a moment she felt bad, guilt spiraling down her spine, but then Zuko reached for her hand, his palms warm and soft and stepped into the building.

What, was she not going to follow?

Guilt gave way to need and she held his hand in hers, letting herself be led inside.

Here, a few tables scattered about the place, ratty tablecloths atop them. Empty shelves. Large windows covered in dusty drapes. Somehow, the space smelled spicy, like cardamom and ginger and something similar. Tea shop. Katara watched Zuko as he entered the space, his hand still in hers, long fingers tangled in her smaller ones. He paused, his back to her, and leaned his palms on either side of the table at the center of the room. She took him in: his long, lean body, draped in black; the way his shoulders formed a near-perfect pyramid, wide at the top and narrow near his waist; the curve of his spine as his head dropped forward, his dark hair longer than it had been the last time she saw him. She could see his body moving with the fierceness of his breath. He seemed nervous, or maybe even afraid.

Frozen, and waiting. He was waiting for her.

Katara took one step, and another, and another, her footsteps hushed against the soft floor beneath her feet. In another world, visitors and locals alike would be sipping tea in the space, laughing over steaming cups and blowing away the heat.

Now, here, they would build their own heat instead.

He didn’t move. Just stood in silence, hair draping over his sharp jaw, masking the features she once memorized with her fingertips. She wanted to memorize them, now. To get to know this Zuko.

Who would he be, now?

She paused at his back, and let her hands settle on his back. She could feel his shoulder blades draw down his spine, tightening at her touch. She focused in on the musculature at his back. One hand drew down, nearer his hip. Her other, up toward his shoulder, his neck, his throat. She drew her palms opposite each other, feeling the fabric of his cloak bunch in her fingertips. His body was scorching beneath her fingertips. When she flexed her fingertips against his throat, she felt the tender skin rumble as she ripped a moan from his lips.

Katara snapped.

She pressed her entire body against his back, keeping one hand at his throat as she pulled him back against her, his body arching against hers. Her other drifted down, down, down, past the sash at his waist and where she craved him most. He shuddered as he hardened in her palm, and she wrapped her fingertips more tightly against him. He was just so… solid. Heavy in her hand. Keeping him close, unable to move lest her fingernails dig into the thick column of his throat, she jacked him off in earnest, each moan, each grunt, each pant against her ears spurring her on. She wanted, in this moment, to own him. To force his pleasure upon him. To remind him that he deserved to feel this good, to have her entirely focused on him.

“Katara,” he moaned, his voice desperate, and she sank her teeth into his neck, tightening her grip on him further still. He thrusted into her palm, giving himself over to her, to her touch, to her hot breath against the scarred flesh of his neck, the cold and rain outside a distant memory, each drop absorbed now by the heat they spilled over each other like a heady glaze. 

“I want it all, Zuko,” she whispered in his ear, her lips wet on the skin.

Her words struck him in a flash, and Zuko yanked her hand away, grabbing her by the wrists and spinning her around, shoving her hips against the table.

She stared up at him. He stood between her hips, his stance far from afraid, now.

“Zuko, wha-”

“I want it all, Katara,” he murmured, his teeth skimming her neck. He pushed his hands into her knees, spreading her wide for him until it almost hurt.

“Spirits,” she sighed, leaning back on her elbows. You can have whatever you want.

Somewhere, thunder rolled. Katara felt deep in her body that it was raining harder still, the water speaking to her, calling to her. The only thing that could keep her away from the power that reached out in search of her soul was this man and his palms and his devotion to her body. Zuko’s eyes raked over her, his gold eyes pausing on hers, and his lip curved up in a smirk. Still, he didn’t look cocky; if anything, gratitude graced his lips as he continued to drink her in with his gaze, roaming from her wide, blue eyes to her high, round forehead to her soft cheeks and her mouth, open in a pout as she waited, patiently, for his kiss. Her heart skipped a beat.

When it came, it was like a slap. His lips pressed against hers, hard, his tongue restrained but his power undeniable, the heat of his mouth overwhelming the cool of hers. Her hips jerked, but he held her back, hands against her knees maintaining her seat on the table in front of him. His palms slid up the crux of her hip, squeezing there, the flesh of her hips, bunching her skirts, and made their way up to her waist, thumbs sweeping her breasts and leaving her shuddering as she kissed him, growing more and more needy as he had his way with her wanting mouth.

Her patience pulled thin, she began to tug at her own clothes, stripping layer by layer until only her bindings remained, drenched at her center. “Zuko,” she said. “I need��”

Zuko’s good eye widened at the new skin available to his stare. He swallowed, his throat bobbing. He looked like he wanted to dig his teeth into her flesh and take a bite. He leaned in. “What do you need?” he whispered against her lips, the words shaping against the sensitive skin of her mouth. His tongue lapped at her bottom lip, once, twice, until she sucked it into her mouth. He grunted, his hips jutting forward.

“Do I even need to say it?” she huffed, reaching behind her back to unwind her bindings. The moment was too serious. She needed something light. She was choking on her feelings for him. They rose up in her mouth like something inky and heavy and dangerous. I love him. Spirits, I love him. It repeated and repeated and she nearly finished removing her bindings, needing their fuck to distract from her adoration of the dark haired, lanky, soft-hearted man between her thighs.

He caught the move and grabbed both of her hands in one of his. “Don’t play coy,” he grinned, now.

“I’m too…” She began. Finally, she admitted it. “I don’t care to play coy anymore, Zuko. So hurry up. And fuck me.”

His mouth dropped open, and she took advantage, tossing herself forward and catching his lips in hers. She wanted to bask in this moment: his hot, warm mouth shaping around hers, pushing and pulling, light scrapes of his teeth against her bottom lip. He held steady on her wrists, forcing her back to arch as she sought him. “And do it well,” she whispered.

Zuko began to unwind her chest, her waist, her hips, eyes locked on each new inch of skin like he couldn’t decide what to sink his teeth into first. She felt fleshy and strong and powerful. She felt wild in her need.  Katara reached for him, feeling as if she might burst if they didn’t get on with it, but he shook his head. His eyes hardened. And he tugged her wrists even further back, shoving her onto her forearms.

She locked her thighs around his hips and squeezed. His eyes fluttered closed and he took a deep breath before parting her thighs again.

He dropped to his knees.

His eyes locked on her cunt, hot and waiting.

“Show me,” he said, more to it than to her.

“What?” she whispered.

“Show me,” he said. “How you fucked yourself while we were apart.”

“Zuko,” she whined.

“I know you did,” he said, his voice almost clipped with how close he was to the edge. “I want to see it. I want to know every single thing you did for every single stupid second I let you be away from me. I never want to be apart from you again,” he promised. “I want to know. I want to know for myself how you made yourself feel good while you were away.”

“I don’t know,” she said, her voice quiet, shy.

“Was there someone else?” he asked now, as if it just occurred to him. Gold eyes locked on hers, still gentle in their curiosity.

“No,” she said.

“So you did,” he confirmed. “Touch yourself. I know you, Katara,” he said, and chuckled. “You haven’t spent all this time just sitting there, waiting. Someone has fucked you. And if it wasn’t some other man, I know it must have been you.”

On his last word, he released her palms, allowing her to lift back onto her hands. She shivered as he guided her right hand down her body, her own nails passing over her nipple. She pinched it automatically and he jolted, nodding. “Good,” he said. “Good girl, Katara.” 

She was too needing to hold out anymore. She let him guide her hand between her thighs. “Show me,” he begged, his words coated with his desperation. She gazed at the thick bulge between his thighs where he knelt in front of her. She could give him this.

She would.

She shifted her hips to let her bindings fall entirely to the tea shop floor. 

[mycomfortblanket]

No Title Yet, something will come to me

Nada

"You and Aang really slept together... like went all the way? As in sex?" Katara says, leaning forward.

Katara, Suki, and Toph are sitting around a small table in one of the many gardens enjoying some tea. After Suki and Toph had left Aang's room, Toph insisted on finding Katara so that she wouldn't have to recount the story twice.

"Yes, Sugar Queen. How has that not gotten through your head?" Toph says slightly annoyed. She leans back against one of the pillars that is next to the table before sipping her tea. Iroh must have made it because the herbs are mixed just right so that it's calming and soothing her stomach. Suki is insisting she tell every detail of the night, which, remembering the alcohol that had played such a major hand in the night, has made her want to vomit everywhere.

"I just really didn't expect you guys to become... intimate like that," Katara says, hesitating on the word 'intimate'.

"Really? Even Sokka saw that coming. He was actually the one to point it out to me, now that I think about it..." Suki trails off on that last thought. "The only thing I'm having trouble with is how rough he was. That doesn't sound like Aang at all."

"I know, that part surprised me, too. But, I actually really liked it," Toph says, muffling the last part of the sentence behind her cup.

"Was he like that with you?" Suki asks Katara.

Katara chokes a little on the tea she is sipping. She really hadn't thought that the subject would have ever found its way back to her and Aang's past relationship. It was such a forgotten event in the groups timeline that no one ever really brought it up.

"Uh, no. No. We weren't ever... like that... with each other," she says, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

"Wait, did you guys not ever have sex?" Suki questions, her eyes wide and disbelieving.

"I didn't say that! We just weren't like that."

"Liar," Toph coughs out.

Katara sends a glare towards her, "Fine! We never did it. We never actually got around to it. I mean, sheesh, he was only 15 when we broke up."

"And you were 17," Suki unhelpfully points out.

"So?"

"Sooo. I'm just saying, a woman has her needs," Suki finishes with a shrug.

"Well, she did get with Zuko right after the break up, so you know they went at it," Toph says with a sly grin before a thought occurs to her. "Wait! If you and Twinkletoes never had sex... but there's no fucking way he was a virgin before last night. No one is just that good their first time."

All three girls remain silent as this new thought floats out in the open. Toph begins to slightly panic for an unknown reason. Her and Aang weren't ever a couple, he could have easily slept with someone in the years since him and Katara called the quits.

The thought of someone else seeing Aang intimate like that though makes her blood boil. The teacup in her hands shatter in her firm grip.

"Hey, calm down, Toph. You did say you guys went at it at least four times last night, right? That's a lot of chances to fix errors. Plus, you weren't exactly a virgin before last night either," Suki says in a matter of fact tone.

"What?" Katara asks, a wrinkle in her brow.

"Spirits, shut up, Suki," Toph grumbles.

"I'm just saying. You can't be upset with him for something you also did." She does have a point, but Toph is still fuming. She crosses her arms over her chest and huffs out a breath. "All I'm saying is don't get too upset when your hands aren't clean either," Suki mumbles.

"Wait, wait, wait. Back up. Toph, you slept with someone? And I'm just now finding out about this? How come Suki knew before me? Who was it? Was it any good? Oh my spirits, it wasn't Haru, was it?" A shudder is seen going through Katara's body.

"No, no. It was with Teo, like two years after everything," Toph says with a wave of her hand. She stands up, brushing the shattered teacup off of her shirt and pants, and earthbends a small reclining chair. She needs a little room from the girls, their questions are starting to feel suffocating.

"The kid in the wheelchair from the Western Air Temple? Not to be rude or anything... but was he even able to ... you know... preform?"

Both Suki and Toph send Katara dirty looks. "He's paralyzed, not dead. There's still blood flow down there. You think that being a healer, you would know that kind of thing," Toph says in a justifiably rude manner. Katara at least has the decency to look ashamed.

"Well, that still doesn't answer the question of why Suki knew before me and if it was any good," she says with a huff, crossing her arms over her chest.

Toph groans and stares up towards the sky. She really just wanted to announce that her and Aang were a thing and be done with it. Why they wanted the explicit details of the night and her previous encounter was beyond her.

"It was fine and Suki only knew because she walked in on it."

Katara whips her head in Suki's direction, eyes wide and a massive smile on her lips, "No way."

"You guys were in mine and Sokka's room! What were you expecting?" A burst of laughter comes from Katara. She holds her stomach as tears leak out of the corners of her eyes.

"Oh my fucking Spirits! Can we please change the subject? Like any other subject, please?" Toph yells, her hands encasing her ears, trying to block out Katara's laughter and Suki's snickers.

"Fine. Fine," Katara says, breathing heavily. Her face is beet red from laughing so hard and she is sure her stomach is going to be sore tomorrow. "Give us the dirty details on you and Aang from last night."

Groaning, Toph sinks lower on her chair.

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Once the girls were out of sight and Aang had put his shirt back on, Sokka laid himself on his stomach at the foot of the bed. His chin is cradled by the palms of his hands and his feet are kicking the air behind him.

"I'm not leaving until you tell me what the fuck happened last night. I mean, why the hell were you sneaking out of her room so early? You guys were practically fucking when I walked in just a moment ago."

Aang groans and lays back on the bed rubbing his face with his hands. How did they end up in this situation? He never liked his personal business being known by everyone, but here they were, half the palace knowing that him and Toph did the deed.

Letting his hands fall to his sides, he stares up at the ceiling, "I don't know, Sokka. What do you want me to say? We came back last night, both of us having way too much to drink, and it just kind of happened."

"So nothing led up to it?" Sokka says, a knowing smirk on his face.

Aang looks over at him and rolls his eyes, "Suki told you didn't she? You two really are worse than gossiping sisters. Fine. We kissed at the bar. We were dancing and then one of those slow songs came on and she suggested that we sat that one out, but... I don't know. I still wanted her close to me. And I knew that if we went and sat down, that we wouldn't get to that position again. I mean, this thing between us, it has been building since Katara and I split. That dance was just the tipping point.

Sokka rolls over onto his back so that his head is perpendicular to Aang's. "So, you're telling me that all this sexual tension has been accumulating for years and you guys just had sex the one time last night?" He continues mumbling but Aang isn't able to make out what is being said.

"Well, it wasn't just one time last night... it was more like... five times," he says sheepishly.

Sokka shoots off the bed, a bewildered look on his face, "Five fucking times, Aang?! How the holy hell did you manage to pull that off? How did you even get the energy to pull that off? I understand two times, three if you're lucky. But five?! Spirits fuck. If Suki hears that you managed to go that long, I'm never going to live that shit down!"

Aang pulls a pillow over his head, hoping to drown out Sokka's exasperated rant. After a few moments, he has calmed down and fallen back onto the bed. Both men are quiet as they stare up at the ceiling.

"Hey, where is Zuko? I haven't seen much of him this past weekend," Aang says. He does miss his old firebending teacher, but he is glad that he is absent from the current conversation. Zuko and Toph had gotten weirdly close and shared a weird sibling-type bond. Recalling details of how he took Toph last night to protective-older-brother-Zuko was not exactly something that was at the top of Aang's list.

"Eh, he's got some Firelord duties. Something about trade deals falling through because of a petty affair going on between Nobles," Sokka says with a wave of his hand.

Aang just grunts in response, glad that he at least doesn't have to face him just yet.

"Well, tell me about the weird, kinky shit you guys did," Sokka says, propping himself up on his elbow.

Taken by surprise, Aang jerks back hard enough to pop his neck, "Excuse me? What makes you think it was kinky?"

"Because it's Toph," he says as if that clears up everything.

[mosylufanfic]

Guess who's doing NaNoFicMo again! Because I'm a glutton for punishment I guess.

Every day in November, I'll be posting a one-shot to AO3 and linking it here. I like to start writing early so I can get a head start. 

Send me prompts! Here's a list to get you started, and I'll be posting more prompt lists as the weeks go on. Do me a solid and copy the whole prompt into your ask, not just a number.

I'll also take random prompts, not from a list. I like weird AUs, I like missing moments or different perspectives from canon, I like all sorts of things. I may do smut. I like shippy fic but I also like to explore other kinds of relationships (parent/child, siblings, friendship, enemies, etc) 

I don't promise to write every single prompt I get, but I'll sure take a crack at it. This month is for me to challenge myself with writing a lot of words but also actually finishing stories. 

I'll take:

Star Wars, specifically Rogue One/Andor, but I'll take OT and ST prompts too (ships: rebelcaptain and bix/brasso)

Jane Austen, for the six major novels (canon ships)

And new this year, I'm taking AtLA prompts (ship: Zutara). Let it be known that I never read any of the comics or supplemental novels, and I fizzled out on LoK, so I'm really just working off the original show. 

And if we've yelled together about a canon, go ahead and prompt me for that too. I might have a story about it.

[siambre]

siambre's fanfiction master list

hi!!! just wanted to make a list of all the fics i've written so far in case anyone's interested. beware that 99% of them are ZUTARA, so please don't come for my neck if that's not your cup of tea :) i'll try to keep the info up to date and add new fics if/when i write any. the list is below the cut 🌸

WIPs

Through Fire and Vows - zutara | rated E | currently at 22.6k words | arranged marriage, enemies to lovers, slow burn, hurt/comfort | TW: minor character deaths (including children), dubious consent, graphic violence, suicidal thoughts, mourning

Zuko never held a pivotal position in the royal family. He was just the son of Fire Lord Azulon’s secondborn, and brother of Azula, the prodigy. To most, he was nothing more than some entitled guy they had to tolerate, so insignificant that nobody really protested when a Water Tribe bride was deemed suitable for him. Yet he soon finds himself kneeling behind his father at the Coronation Plaza, draped in white funeral robes for the second time that month while the nation hails their new Fire Lord. Now, as the unwanted heir with a foreign wife, he must navigate the deadly politics of the Fire Nation court to survive.

The Ocean of Flames - zutara | rated M | currently at 38.8k words | prisoner katara au, harem au (with a twist), slow burn, enemies to lovers, hurt/comfort | TW: child abuse, alcoholism, suicidal thoughts, referenced pedophilia, referenced sexual assault

After Aang is shot with lightning, Katara gives herself up to the Fire Nation to protect him. Meanwhile, Zuko grapples with the consequences of betraying his uncle and a certain waterbender who had once trusted him. Neither are aware that their destinies are intertwined, nor that their paths will cross again in the most unlikely of places — the Fire Nation Royal Harem.

one-shots

The One That Got Away - zutara | rated T | 2k words | unrequited love, heavy angst, inspired by lotustiled's art

The early autumn is warm in Ba Sing Se, but that’s not why it feels like he's on fire. No, his reason came in the shape of a gorgeous girl with bright ocean eyes and an even brighter smile. It’s the way her laugh is the most beautiful sound he’s ever heard that has his stomach flipping—the way he knows he’s the luckiest person on the planet, even for a brief moment, when she’s merely explaining him the ingredients of a Southern Water Tribe soup. Because he’s about to ask her out, and he’s not ready for it whatsoever.

Your Wish Is My Command - zutara | rated E | 5.8k words | smut with a sprinkle of plot

Ruling a war-torn nation is no easy task. Both Zuko and Katara had known this when they’d signed up for the roles of Fire Lord and Lady. Yet, even a decade later, they still struggle with balancing their private and professional lives. So one night, while Zuko is going over some documents in his study, Katara pays him a visit to make up for their lost weeks of intimacy.

A Diplomatic Interlude - mor x hellion from ACOTAR | rated E | 4.4k words | smut

Both Mor and Helion are weary after the tense meeting of the High Lords. Yet, even after everyone has excused themselves for the night, they keep sitting together in the living area, talking and drinking. That is, until Helion makes her an offer she cannot refuse. This is the tale of what happened on the night Mor and Helion went to her bedroom in 'A Court of Wings and Ruin'.

Yours Lovingly, Zuko - zutara | rated G | 532 words | fluff, love letters

Centuries after the Hundred-Year War has ended, Fire Lord Zuko is renowned for his accomplishments during the war—but more than that, his name is now synonymous with being romantic due to the mountains of beautifully written love letters historians have found in his personal archives. A student in Ba Sing Se High School reads one such letter and fawns over it. Little does she know, Zuko was just one big turtleduck that had absolutely zero romantic skills.

Unspoken Conversations - zutara | rated G | 1k words | fluff

After Mai unwittingly opens an old wound, newly appointed Ambassador Katara shares a comforting moment with one of her dearest friends.

on indefinite hiatus

Of Birthdays and Celebrations

We Walk in Shadows

Rewrite the Stars

Gaang group chat

[ninazadzia]

AU in which Aang loses to Fire Lord Ozai. Zuko and Katara are imprisoned together in the Fire Nation. Zutara. E for smut.

“Why don’t you try to get some sleep?” I patted on the cot. “Get some rest, we’ll give it a go tomorrow.”

She stopped waterbending. She turned around, narrowing and fixing her gaze right on me.

“I’ve done nothing but rest for the last three weeks,” she spat. And then she laughed.

“Actually, that’s not entirely true, though, is it?” Her voice dripped with venom as she spoke. “You and I have gotten up to plenty of fun, recently. Hell, we might even give your lunatic sister and psychopath of a father an heir from it!”

My face burned. She was so far away from me, in the cell. Ever since I’d told her my theory about the bloodlines, she’d recoiled from my touch, as if she couldn’t stand to be within a few feet of me.

What I would give, just to be close to her again.

You can read the full thing here.

[aestas---estas]

Call me Aestas | In my 20's | She/her

Mainly a Call of Duty blog, with occasional sprinkles of other hyperfixations. Not everything is smut, but this blog is still 18+ as I am an adult and do not want to censor myself. So MDNI! Masterlist (under cut) is an amalgamation of old, new and upcoming works.

Call of Duty Sunshine ~ Grumpy Ghost x Sunshine Fem Reader | P1 | P2 | P3 | P4 | AO3 Being Captain John Price's personal assistant meant writing out schedules, it meant bringing him coffee, it meant writing his reports and correcting mistakes in the ones he was sent. But it also meant having to deal with the rest of Task Force 141 -- especially his second in command; the grumpy Lieutenant, Ghost.

Loving Hands (18+) ~ Established Ghost x Fem Reader | Tumblr | AO3 Simon was a good soldier. That's why you knew he'd have no problem following orders.

With all that we've been through, it's still you (18+) ~ Established Ghost x Fem Reader | Tumblr | AO3 It had been months since you last saw each other; a grueling mission in some country Simon couldn't tell you about that took longer than expected. His first day back is always the best and worst 24 hours for you.

Drabbles Self care ~ Ghost x GN Reader | Tumblr | AO3 Simon's flat has a bathtub. He's never actually used it -- that is, until you visit his place for the first time.

The sun will rise, even when we are gone ~ Ghost x GN Reader | Tumblr | AO3 A legit 100 word drabble written for a challenge.

Avatar: The Last Airbender Confessions, jealousy and an unlikely bond (18+) ~ Zuko x Katara | Written for Zutara smut week 2018 | AO3 He had weaseled his way into the group, gaining everyone's trust, making them laugh as if he had never chased them across the world and back. But not Katara. She knew what he was up to. At least she thought she did.

Our story will remain forever unfinished (18+) ~ Zuko x Katara | AO3 Sokka had promised his sister a nice, relaxing camping trip. What he hadn't counted on was his roommate, Zuko, getting along a little too well with Katara.

Total Drama The Danger of Touch (18+) ~ Duncan x Courtney | AO3 It was an easy arrangement, a way to relax and get her mind off of home-life, extracurriculars and due-dates. They never thought they'd get to this point; their hearts breaking as they try to maintain the image of hated childhood friends.

It's a pocket knife, not a gift from God ~ Duncan x Courtney | AO3 They would still talk on the phone almost every weekend, just like they used to in high school, and she would complain about the idiots in her classes. Then one day, it all just stopped.

[empressofthesunwriter]

Yin and Yang: Book 1.16

Balance is a key aspect in the world, so why shouldn’t the Avatar have an opposite?

In a world where Raava and Vaatu merge with humans, the Avatar and the Daimon try to keep the peace between the four nations.

Aang and Hua are the current incarnations, but wake up 100 years in the future.

How will these two learn all four elements in one year and defeat the Fire Lord?

Book 1.16: The Deserter 

After two weeks I can finally update T.T

I’m so happy I finished this chapter, it gave me so much trouble.

It helped that I worked on My Hero Academia FF Kill La Hero, so give it a look.

Also, I want to announce something: I have finally decided to say fuck it.

People today say we can’t write smut or similar things for FICTIONAL characters even if they are underage.

Do these people not know how teenagers are?

Most of them are horny all the time and when they can have sex they will do it!

They won’t stop watching porn and having sex with each other because we aren’t anymore writing about Fictional Character A having sex with Fictional Character B.

Also, writing should be free!

We should write what we want, it’s not my task to monitor kids and teens.

I put the warning on and if they still can read it, then blame the parents not us authors!

It’s their mission to protect the innocent of their children.

Even if they talk in school about sex.

I can still remember what we talked about in my teens.

And it wasn’t My Little Pony or grades. XD

Sex is something normal and natural and not something to be ashamed of.

And more I don’t say.

If you disagree feel free to block me and search for other fanfics.

You think like that, I think it this way.

Let’s respect each other's opinions.

I’m telling you this because we will experience together with Aang and Hua the first steps in physical love. I don’t think I will let them have sex right now, but dear god I want them French kissing without people coming for my ass.

Also, Zutara is to hot to not have sex when they are a couple ;D

Anyway, we are still a long way away from these things I just wanted to give you a heads-up. ^^

Now on with the story!

Water. 

Earth. 

Fire. 

Air. 

Long ago, the four nations lived together in harmony. 

Then, everything changed when the Fire Nation attacked. 

Only the Avatar and Daimon, masters of all four elements, could stop them, but when the world needed them most, they vanished. 

A hundred years passed, and my brother and I discovered the new Avatar and Daimon, an airbender named Aang and an earthbender named Hua. 

And although his airbending and her earthbending skills are great they have a lot to learn before they’re ready to save anyone. 

But I believe Aang and Hua can save the world.

***

It was nearly sunset when Team Avatar reached a little roadside kiosk.

Getting curious they walked up to it.

“This should give us a good idea of what's around here.”, mussed Katara reading the posters.

Sokka flips a small pouch to find it empty aside from a few crumbs.

“See if you can find a menu, I'm starving!”, groaned the water tribe teen.

“I bet we'll find something to eat here, the Fire Day's Festival.”, said Aang, before he read aloud. “Fire Nation cultural exhibits, jugglers, benders, magicians ...This would be a great place for Hua and me to study some real firebenders.”

The Daimon, who had Jaiyi in her arms, raised an eyebrow. “What? Are you saying my firebending lessons are not enough?”

“Hua, we learned the scroll up and down.”, reminds her Aang. “Now we are making it up on the go and I don’t think we are making great progress.”

Hua raises a finger, like she wants to argue, then frowns and signs.

Aang had a point.

They knew the firebending scroll by now without even looking at it.

They needed to learn new moves.

“You are right. It would be good to go to this festival.”

“You guys might wanna rethink that. Look at this.”, called Sokka from the other side of the kiosk.

All joined him to see what was wrong.

The answer was simple.

“Hey, posters of me, Hua and Blue!”, grinnend Aang.

The posters looked good!

“Wanted posters! This is bad.”, corrected him Soka.

Each of the three who had a poster removed it from the kiosk. Blue just grumbled it, Hua studied the painting of herself, while Aang read his poster.

“I think we better keep moving.”, declares Katara.

“The scroll helped us, this could be Hua and mine only chance to watch a master's up close.”, begged Aang.

Hua nodded.

“I’m with him. We will never master firebending only with the scroll.”

Katara frowned, but she had to admit, the youngest had a good point.

“I guess we could go check it out.”

This made Aang and Hua smile, while Sokka and Blue stared at Katara.

Did they hear right?!

“What? You wanna walk into a Fire Nation town where they're all fired up with their ... you know, fire?”, questioned Sokka.

Blue wrote his thoughts.

>>I’m with Sokka. This just screams trouble for us.<<

Sokka narrowed his eyes at him but then signed: “Can’t believe I’m with Mask-Dude on the same side…but this doesn’t mean I will stop keeping watch over you mister?!”

All just deadpannend at Sokka.

His paranoia of Blue was getting old.

Secretly Zuko was happy how only Sokka mistrusted him still. It was one obstacle less in his quest to capture Aang and Hua.

“We'll wear disguises and if it looks like trouble, we'll leave.”, proposed Katara to the two sceptics.

“Yeah! Because we always leave before we get into trouble.”, sasses Sokka back.

However, since the two oldest boys were outvoted, they had no choice but to go with the others to the festival.

Sokka to protect them, while Zuko hoped a chance would turn up to snatch Hua and Aang.

At nightfall, they had nearly reached the town where the festival was held.

They stopped on a hill and Aang told their animal friends to hide. Momo and Jaiyi dived into a bush and Appa hid behind the little bush.

It was adorable!

Then it was time to disguise themselves...

Blue just put the hood of his robe even deeper over his masked face. Hua, Sokka and Katara put on their black cloaks while Aang pulls his orange shawl over his head with a smile, making him look ridiculous.

“It's like you're a whole different person …”, retorted Sokka sarcastically, while Hua and Katara giggled.

Blue just shook his head.

“Let's go.”, said Aang cheerfully.

After a few minutes they enter the bustling town.

People with masks were everywhere, children played and they nearly got run over by a costume dragon.

“I think we need some new disguises.”, told Katara studying the people with the masks.

“Where are we gonna get masks like that?”, wondered Sokka.

It seemed like the universe was good to them tonight since they heard a man calling: “Get your genuine Fire Festival masks here!”

“That was surprisingly easy.”

Blue keeps his mask since they sold Blue Spirit masks too, so hopefully, no one would conclude he was the real Blue Spirit, while the other picked out their mask.

Hua chose a white with red markings kitsune mask, Katara chose a lady with makeup, Sokka a blue smiling mask with petals around the rim, and Aang chose a red mask with a frown on it. 

After looking at them Katara removes Sokka's mask, revealing him to be frowning, and Aang's mask, revealing him to be the one smiling. 

She places Sokka's original mask over Aang's face and Aang's over Sokka.

You could feel Sokka frown even more.

They walked around for a bit looking at the attractions. Sokka nearly burned himself with this food called Fire Flakes.

Not even he was hungry enough to eat them full.

They watched a little puppet show with Firelord Ozai who burned down an earthbender and decided to move along.

Too macabre for them.

Then Aang sees a big crowd and leads his friends there, Sokka murmurs that it was probably an execution.

Zuko heard him.

And it didn’t make him feel good.

The other where the whole time on edge at the Fire Festival, while he remembers happier times, going with his mom and uncle and Lu Ten to them and enjoying them.

How Sokka said that the main attraction of the festival had to be an execution…was this how the other nations saw the Fire Nation?

That when they celebrate, they like to execute people?

What he learned with his tutors so long ago was how the Fire Nation wanted to spread their technological advance over the primitive nations, but this?

It made him question things again.

He was never more thankful as the show turned out to be a magician who needed a volunteer for his next trick, picking Katara. Aang thought she was in danger and airbenden the fire away, which turned into confetti and lost his mask.

As a distraction, Aang made a silly dance, while Hua and Sokka freed Katara from her seat, as people recognised Aang as the Avatar.

Then a wild chase took place and a man in a hood helped them to flee with explosions.

Aang called for Appa with his whistle and they flow away from the festival.

The Avatar praises their new ally for his quick thinking with the explosion and setting off the fireworks, while Sokka impressed tells him how the man knows his explosives.

That’s when the man turns around and they see he is a Fire Nation Soldier!

The man corrected them.

He was once and his name was Chey.

The group lands to make camp.

When the campfire burns, Chey begins to speak.

“I serve a man.”, he says. “More than a man really, he's a myth, but he's real, a living legend, Jeong Jeong the Deserter. He was a Fire Nation general, or wait, was he an admiral?”

“He was very highly ranked, we get it.”, stops him Sokka unamused.

“Yeah! Way up there! But he couldn't take the madness any more. He's the first person ever to leave the army - and live. I'm the second, but you don't get to be a legend for that. That's okay though. Jeong Jeong's a firebending genius. Some say he's mad - but he's not! He's enlightened.”

Did Aang and Hua hear right?!

“You mean there's a firebender out here who's not with the Fire Lord?”, they chorused together, Aang even stood excited up. “We've gotta go see him! He can train Hua and me!”

“We're not gonna go find some crazy firebender!”, makes Sokka clear.

Even normally Firbender where a pain in the butt, however a crazy ex-general/admiral living in the woods, just screamed trouble!

Annoyed Chey comes to his master's aid. “He's not crazy! He's a genius! And he's the perfect person to train the Avatar and Daimon! That's why I followed you into the festival.”

Now the annoyed Sokka makes clear how he was thankful for the help, however, they would leave for the North Pole in the morning.

Now Hua and Aang protested together.

“Sokka, this could be our only chance to meet a firebending master who would be willing to teach us!”

“It can't hurt just to talk to him.”, agreed Katara with the two youngest.

“That's what you said about going to the festival! Why doesn't anyone ever listen to me?”

“Is this again about your instincts?”, mumbled Hua, yet Katara and Aang heard her and giggled.

As Sokka turns to pout, he almost runs right into a spear. 

In a flash, they are surrounded by men wearing straw hats, light armour, tribal make-up, and wielding spears.

Oh-Uh!

***

The Spirits hated him, Zuko was sure.

Not only was going to the Fire Nation Festival a disaster, no, but now he was in one of the huts of deserters and traitors of his country!

If his father ever found out he was near the infamous Jeong Jeong the Deserter, he could forget his throne and say hi to a nice little cell on the Boiling Rock!

Maybe Uncle Iroh was right and his plan did have flaws.

No, he couldn’t think like that!

As long as he keeps his “Blue” theatre-going, no one would ever need to know how he captures the Avatar and Daimon.

Still…when he was a boy, Zuko remembered how Uncle Iroh talked about Jeong Jeong, calling him a military genius and a dear friend.

Could someone, whose uncle so appreciated, really be a bad guy?

The part of him, that was formed through propaganda, said yes, but his emotional side, who trusted his Uncle said no.

So…does it mean the Fire Nation, his father, was in the wrong? It was like someone threw a bucket of cold icy water on him.

How could Zuko think such traitorous thoughts?!

He was his father's and his nation's loyal servant!

That’s why he did this spiel of being friends with Aang and Hua to capture them for his nation.

For his honour and to eliminate their biggest treat!

Still…he looked at the people who slept beside him.

Katara was nearly snuggled on his side, which was not good for his racing teenage hormones.  He was still a teenager and she was a beautiful girl, who was too trusting of him!

Sokka slept behind him to not make any funny business happen.

Like Zuko would do anything to Katara.

Sweet and fierce Katara, who naturally took him in in their group and acted with him like they were old friends.

She didn’t deserve the heartbreak he would cause her when he took Aang and Hua away.

Zuko had seen and felt how Katara saw the two youngest as her own.

But he wouldn’t have a choice.

He never has a choice.

Then there were Aang and Hua.

Hua slept on Aang's chest, gripping his robes, while Aang embraced the smaller girl.

They looked like two puzzle pieces.

A perfect fit.

Just none of these two wanted to look reality in the face.

Behind his mask Zuko signed.

He was already a way to invest with everyone, even with Sokka when they squabbled over random things, it would only hurt when he betrayed- when he had to fulfil his mission.

More than normal he wished for his Uncle's advice, okay, Uncle Iroh would sprout some weird proverb nonsense, but then he would help Zuko figure it out.

Another sign left his lips.

He should try to sleep.

Thinking this all over and over wouldn’t change a thing.

He NEEDED his honour, his place as the crown prince back.

He wouldn’t leave the Fire Nation in the perfectly manicured hands of his cruel sister!

Azula cared for power, not for people.

It’s then that Chey enters their little hut.

So much for sleeping.

Careful, with Hua still in his arms, Aang sits up.

“What happened? Can we see Jeong Jeong now?”, he whispered, while Hua cutely snuggled up closer to him and Aang stroked her black hair.

Yeah, these two were already a couple and didn’t even notice.

How did Katara said to Zuko? Aang and Hua were two lovable idiots in the mysterious ways of love.

He had to agree.

Meanwhile, Chey made a face.

“The thing is…he only wants to speak to the Daimon since her next element is Fire. He doesn’t want to talk to you at all. After talking with the Daimon he wants you all to leave immediately.”

“Finally!”, shouted Sokka, which woke now everyone up.  “Let's hit the road.”

“Why won't he see me?”, wonders Aang, while Katara and Hua yawn and rub the sleep from their eyes.

“He says you're not ready. Says you haven't mastered waterbending and earthbending yet.”, Chey explains.

“Wait, how does he know that?”

“He saw the way you walked into camp. He could tell.”

“I'm going in, anyway!”

“Wait Aang!”, stops him Hua. “I should probably talk first with Master Jeong Jeong. He did ask for me. Maybe I can sway him to teach you too.”

Katara nodded. “I’m with Hua. Let her talk with him first.”

After a second to reflect on it, Aang agreed.

That’s when Chey let the metaphorical bomb explode.

“He wants to talk to the Blue Spirit too.”

All eyes zero’ed on Zuko, while he started sweating.

What did the infamous deserter want from him?

Maybe his rigid body told Chey what he was thinking since the man said to him: “I dunno, why he wants to talk with you. Maybe because you are fighting against the Fire Nation too?”

“Or because he IS Fire Nation.”, whisper-shouted Sokka.

For that, Katara hit with her elbow the side of his stomach.

Ignoring Sokka’s paranoia Hua stood up and waved to Zuko.

“Come on, Blue let’s talk to Master Jeong Jeong.”

Did he have a choice in this matter?

Not if he didn’t want to blow his cover.

So he followed Hua to Jeong-Jeong's hut.

They squabbled a bit about who should go in first before it was decided Zuko should go in first.

Jeong Jeong surely wanted to talk longer to Hua as she was the Daimon, than he who was a vigilante.

Yeah, Zuko had a bad feeling.

The feeling got worse when he stepped into the hut and saw Jeong Jeong already turned in his direction, fixing him with a knowing look.

Nervous Zuko bowed before him.

He wondered what Jeong Jeong wanted from him.

***

Yawing Hua was sitting beside Master Jeong Jeong's hut.

He and Blue were talking quite long.

What did a Firebending master need to tell their friend, which took so much time?

If she wasn’t so sleepy, she would thought about it more, but Hua wanted just to fall back in Aang's arms and sleep till midday.

She was really tired, okay?

That’s when Blue stepped out of the hut. Her friend stared down on the floor, seeming pensive.

“Hey Blue.”, she greeted him, standing up. “Is anything alright?”

Even if his mask didn’t show his eyes, Hua felt them formally on her.

Something desperate and sad was in them.

“Blue?”

He just patted her head and walked in the direction of the forest.

Did he need time to think?

Hopeful he would return soon.

With a sign, Hua stepped into Jeong Jeong's hut.

She could smell the soft fragrance of jasmine as she bowed before the master.

“Master Jeong Jeong it is an honour to meet you.”, she greeted him.

“Raise, girl.”

So she did as she was told.

Jeong Jeong had wild white hair, a scar going down one of his eyes and wore simple black clothes.

He was currently making tea.

That’s why she smelled jasmine.

“Take a seat.”

She kneeled in perfect seiza before him. Jeong Jeong handed her a cup of tea.

“Drink. It’s a brand a friend of mine likes quite much, it will help you to stay awake.”

Hua thanked him with a bow and tasted the tea.

Mmh, what a filigree and delicious taste.

Jeong Jeong's friend knows his tea.

“You wanted to speak with me, Master?”

“Indeed, girl. I know you aren’t an earthbending master yet.”

How did he know?

“But you are getting closer. Your next element is fire.”

She nodded.

“I’m currently training in it with a scroll, but there isn’t anymore for me.”

“I see.”, hummed Jeong Jeong, sipping his own tea. “You need a master.”

“Are you offering yourself, it would be a great help and honour, Master.”

“This would mean, you have to leave your friends and your Avatar.”, he told her simply. “He needs to learn water and has to go to the North Pole, if you wanna learn fire you have to stay here with me before you rejoin him to learn earth.”

It was like a slap in the face!

Leaving….Leaving Aang, Katara and Sokka?

Staying here all alone?!

What?!

“I had a feeling.”, declared Jeong Jeong with wise eyes. “You and the Avatar were brought together too soon and started to learn together 100 years ago, I’m correct?”

Not trusting her voice Hua nodded, before she croaked out. “I lived in the Southern Air Temple a few months before Sozin’s Comet came. With me was an Earth Sage, Master De, who trained me in earthbending, while Aang should have perfected his airbending. Since then we have always been together.”

“What fools.”, grumble the master. “I can understand letting you meet so soon and tell your destinies because the war was on the horizon, but starting the bond between you was foolish! An Avatar and Daimon pair normally meets once at 16 then four times a year, when each season begins, till they have mastered their respective elements. Then the bond should take root and lead to love or companionship. But this mess…only complicated things. You can’t anymore be without each other.”

This made Hua bite her lips nervous.

Should she ask?

She needed to ask.

“Will you teach Aang then with me?”

 “No!”, he said loud and clear. Even the flames of the candles rose up. “He needs to learn water and earth first! But I recognize I can’t keep you from your Avatar.”

Jeong Jeong handed her a little chest, which she hadn’t noted before.

“Here are some Firebending scrolls. More advanced than the one you have surely. Learn with this, till you and the Avatar come to learn fire from me. But before master earth and water. This is the best solution for the mess the monks and Earth Sages did 100 years ago.”

The Daimon thanked Jeong Jeong with a bow, hugging the chest to herself.

“Go in peace, young Daimon.”

“You too, master.”

Hua knew when she was dismissed, so she went to their hut for the night.

How should she explain to Aang that Jeong Jeong didn’t want to teach him?

***

In the end, Hua's worry was for nothing.

Somehow Aang convinced Jeong-Jeong to teach them both.

So the next morning, while Sokka fishes, Katara practices her waterbending and Blue still hasn’t returned, the Avatar and Daimon stand bandy-legged, on flat stones in the river.

Jeong Jeong stands a foot or two away on the bank in front of his cottage.

“Widen your stance. Wider! Bend your knees. Now, concentrate.”, tells them, Jeong Jeong. “Good, good!”

“Wait! What do we do now?”, wonders Aang, while Hua sends him a look that screams don’t speak!

“Silence! Talking is not concentrating! Look at your friend, is she talking? Even that oaf knows to concentrate on what he's doing!”

From Sokka comes an offended Hey.

“But what are we concentrating on?”, asks Aang again and Hua makes an aport-the-mission sign.

“Feel the heat of the sun. It is the greatest source of fire. Yet, it is completely balanced with nature!”, explains Jeong Jeong.

Hua nods, takes a deep breath and closes her eyes.

She tries to feel the warmth, only concentrating on that, but, of course, Aang has to interrupt again: “So when do I get to make some fire?”

“Concentrate!”

“Aang, you make ME lose my concretion!”, shouts Hua together with Jeong Jeong.

Their teacher leaves them and Aang feels embarrassed. Even more when he hears Sokka and Katara giggle behind him.

He blushes.

Hua just signs and follows Jeong Jeong's instructions.

She wants to become a better firebender, if she has to start at the beginning she will.

A while later, Jeong Jeong returns and leads them high up on a mountain.

Aang can’t keep himself from asking if they can make fire now, only for their teacher to say he brought them there to breathe.

The Avatar was in disbelief, but he followed Jeong Jeong's instructions.

Then he leaves the two alone again.

It takes Aang exactly five minutes before he whispers: “Hua, hey Hua!”

The spoken to girl just continued breathing, trying to ignore Aang.

She wants to fulfil this exercise to Jeong Jeong pleasing.

Sadly Aang calls her again a few times.

Hua loses her nerves when he pokes her.

“What Aang?!”, she shouts. “What is so important?!”

“Come on, you have to think this is wasting our time. We already can do firebending moves.”, Aang whines.

“Aang, I think we should listen to our teacher. Jeong Jeong knows more about this then we both together. Look, he already corrected our stance. We were all wrong.”

The boy huffs a little.

But it was so boring!

It was more fun learning firebending with Hua and the scroll.

“You know what, I’m going to talk to Jeong Jeong.”, declared Aang.

“Aang that’s a bad idea, just do the exercise.”

However, her other half was already on the way to their master.

Hua couldn’t help herself to huff.

Aang, the airhead, wanted to have fun, then really learn the elements.

Did he think the war was a joke?

Well, she at least would listen to Jeong Jeong.

She didn’t know how much time passed, it was like she had fallen into a trance when she heard someone come for her.

Silence was around them.

Curious she opened one eye.

It was Blue!

“Hey, Blue, were where you? We have been worried.”, she tells him.

Blue only stares at her.

A bit nervous Hua opens fully her eyes.

“I’m currently meditating, feeling the sun, you know for firebending.”

Still nothing from her friend.

A bad feeling took its place in Hua's stomach.

Then Blue finally moved, coming towards her.

***

After Katara healed Aang's burn, they finally noted their missing friends.

“Where are Hua and Blue?”, wondered Katara.

She had a bad feeling in her stomach.

“She is probably still where Jeong Jeong left her. I know where.”, said Aang calmly.

Jaiyi yipped it at him in a way that said let’s hurry and pick up my girl.

So Aang flows Appa in the direction of the mountain.

What they found there surprised them.

It looked like a battlefield, with burn marks on the ground, yet strangely Blue and Hua were sitting there together, talking with each other.

The girl even seemed to have cried.

“Hey Hua, Mask-Dude!”, called Sokka for their attention. “Need a lift?”

“Hey guys, that would be nice.”, sniffled Hua and Blue patted her shoulder.

They helped them on Appa and Katara fussed over Hua.

“What’s wrong Hua? Did you hurt yourself?”

“No, no…Blue and I talked.”

“He can talk.”, sassed Sokka in between.

All ignored him.

“Blue wants to give you something Katara.”, told Hua.

Now all were curious.

Blue took something out of his pocket and gave it to Katara.

“It’s my mother's necklace!”, shouted Katara happy. She thought she would never see it again. “Blue where did you find it?!”

“I found it on the prison ship you started a riot with the earthbenders.”, talked Blue for the first time to them.

His voice may have been a bit muffled from his mask, but the other three know this voice well enough.

Sokka got his boomerang ready.

“I know it!”, he shouted. 

Slowly Blue took his mask off...and they looked at Prince Zuko's calm and somewhat defeated face!

Muhahahaha I hope you like the cliffhanger!

I wonder what will now happen? :D

Let me hear your theories!

I hope the next chapter won’t take this long, but if it does please be patient with me and motivate me with comments so I keep on writing :D

Till next time <3

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Masterlist of Fics

This is a master list of all the fanfictions I've written.

a = angst  😭       d = dark 😈

f = fluff 🥰            h = humor 😆

s = smut 🔥

SUPERNATURAL

DEAN X READER

The Getaway - One-shot | Dean wants more than friends. You agree. Things don’t go according to plan. 😭

Mother's Intuition - Drabble | Mary is happy to see that she was right after she heard one of her sons calling you by a sweet nickname on the phone because she was convinced that something was going on between you two. 🥰

SAM X READER

Cozy Vibes and Apple Pie 🥧 – One-Shot | Sam and you celebrate your anniversary by spending the day doing all the fall activities you can. 🥰

DEAN x READER x SAM

Dodging Cupid's Arrows – One-Shot | An encounter with Cupid forces you to face your feelings for the Winchester Brothers.

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES

DAMON X READER

Mistletoe - Drabble | You and Damon decorate for the holidays. 🥰

If Being Hot Was a Crime - Drabble | Damon being his usual sassy self. 😆

DAMON X ELENA

Heart of Stone Masterlist – Series | Damon has been alive since 1864–as a vampire. While strolling through Mystic Falls, he spots the love of his life and the reason why he’s a monster–Katherine Pierce. Only now she’s human and calling herself by the name Elena Gilbert. Damon doesn’t care. He’ll get his revenge on Katherine. Whether she remembers him or not. 😈

AVATAR: THE LAST AIRBENDER

ZUKO X KATARA

I guess that love wasn't enough | AU based on “Just A Dream” version here. 😭

Delicate – One-Shot | First Kiss AU. Set in 2018. Listen to “Delicate” by Taylor Swift

ZUTARA WEEK 2024

Start of Something New – One-Shot | Day 1: Crest Zutara Week 2024

A Fire in the Dusk – One-Shot | Day 2: Dusk Zutara Week 2024

Echoes of Winged Rebellion– One-Shot | Day 3: Echoes Zutara Week 2024

Sacred Ground – One-Shot | Day 4: Reverence Zutara Week 2024

A Song for Her – One-Shot | Day 5: Melody Zutara Week 2024

Flames of the Solstice – One-Shot | Day 6: Festive Zutara Week 2024

Market Mischief – One-Shot | Day 7: Sweet Zutara Week 2024

STRANGER THINGS

EDDIE MUNSON X READER

What It's Like to Spend a Rainy Day with Eddie Munson - Drabble | An Imagine what it's to like to spend a rainy day with your paramour Eddie Munson. 🥰

The Slushie Incident - One-Shot | You and Eddie swear you were going to tell everyone you’re dating. The timing just hasn’t been right. They found out anyway, in the most embarrassing way. 😆🥰

Crush – One-Shot | You end up at Eddie’s, and you reveal your crush to him while he plays doctor.

Guilty As Sin – One-Shot | As the new girl in town, you’ve been warned to stay away from Eddie Munson, the school freak, but the fantasy of being with him consumes your thoughts until you can’t tell what’s real and what isn’t.

Steve Doesn't Know – One-Shot | A secret affair between the reader and Eddie Munson begins to unravel when Steve Harrington, unaware of their relationship, confesses his feelings. 😆

Special Brownies – One-Shot | You and Eddie make brownies in his trailer. His are ✨special✨, though.

Kickstart My Heart – One-Shot | Eddie loves taking you to rock concerts, sharing his passion for music, and showing you off as his cool partner.

SHIPS IN THE NIGHT MINI SERIES

I Never Told You – One-Shot | Pt. 1 Modern-day story. Eddie Munson sparks a friendship with someone he met through a penpal website. After Chrissy’s death and the upside down, he isn’t looking for anything more and makes that abundantly clear. 😭

Is It Over Now – One-Shot | Pt. 2 Modern-day story. Eddie and the Reader meet in person for the first time. After a whirlwind weekend, the Reader is left with more questions than answers. 😭

BILLY HARGROVE X READER

bad idea right? – One-shot | Modern AU (same things happened, just modern-day) | Your situationship with Billy might be over, but you can’t stop from tripping and falling into his bed.

MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE

Sharp Edges and Quick Quips – Drabble | You, Sam, and Bucky share tense, playful banter before a mission. 😆

BUCKY x READER

Pinned – OneShot | During an intense training session, you seize your chance to catch Bucky Barnes off guard.

GALADRIEL x HALBRAND x SAURON

favorite crime – One-Shot | Galadriel grapples with accepting Halbrand's true identity as Sauron and the fact that everything between them was a lie. Or was it? 

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You’ll probably ignore this one too but can you at least do a chapter where Zuko and Katara have some good smut? You left it on such a cliffhanger :(

Hi, Anon.

I’ve chosen not to ignore this one because I have something very important to say.

This is not a nice thing to say to a writer.

I’ve been writing for fandom for coming up on three years, and I’ve gotten plenty of comments and asks in that time, many of them rude or demanding. What I’ve learned is that those types of comments actually do the opposite of what the speaker intends: it makes me not want to write, either that fic in particular or not at all.

Two weeks. Only two weeks between an update! Omg! I know I can put out a lot of content, but my god, don’t we all have creative blocks? Or IRL responsibilities and deadlines?

“Are we not going to get any new chapters even this year?” This one might take the cake. I got this on January 11, a whole eleven days into the new year. And on my birthday, to boot.

I generally ignore those comments. I find it’s better for my mental health that way. I delete them, and think about how now I don’t want to work on that fic, or worse, how I feel contrition because I haven’t updated, and maybe that anon has a point, and maybe it’s rude of me to leave people hanging…

But here’s the fucking thing. I have poured almost 1.8 million words onto Ao3 since I started writing fic, and I’ve not been paid for a single goddamn one of them. I have written every single word, every single one of my fics for free (and there’s 188 of them, many of which are Zutara smut, so feel free to check them out if you’re so inclined). This is a hobby. I do it because it brings me joy; it’s a break from the stress and responsibility of my offline life — which has not been a cake walk, particularly in the last year, and I know that no one knows it because I keep these lives separate, but my god, do you people think I just sit at the computer all day writing stories? Do I not have a real life to you? Am I not a real person to you?

Anyway. Fanfic writing is a hobby. It brings me joy — or it usually does. Comments like these do not bring me joy. They make me sad, angry, upset. They kill motivation to work on these stories. Sometimes they make me want to delete all my unfinished WIPs. Sometimes they make me think that it would be better if I just left fandom altogether.

This is how you leave a comment. This is how you let a writer know that you’re interested in an update. This comment put a smile on my face for the first time on a Zutara fic this year. Because everything else has basically been like the ones above.

“You’ll probably ignore this one too.” Let’s break this one down a bit, shall we? This is manipulative language. You are attempting to guilt me into responding to you. This is not ok to do to anyone. If I haven’t answered an ask, it’s likely because I’m busy or I just haven’t had the mental spoons to do it. Or I don’t have an answer.

I am not an object for your content demands.

I am not an object for your content demands.

I am not an object for your content demands.

I’m also not Marvel Studios with an entire team of writers. I’m just one person. I write what I write for me above anything else. The moment I forgot that was the moment I nearly left this fandom. I’m not going to let that happen again. If I leave, it’s going to be my choice on my time. Not because another person made me feel so bad that they pushed me out.

I’m turning my anons off. If people have something to say to me, they can do it with their blog names attached instead of hiding behind anonymity.

[zvtara-was-never-canon]

“I don’t even ship zutara but moral authority …..”

1) Sounds like you do ship zutara if you’re getting this mad.

2) No one is questioning Zutara’s morality. We’re complaining about how y’all can’t mind your own fucking business and constantly shove Zutara down everyone’s throats, even when others have stated that it’s not their cup of tea. Every time an anon DOES complain about Zutara’s morality, however, op always calls that anon out (as you should).

3) There’s Zutara shippers who enjoy all kinds of questionable things in your camp. Your smut week had rape despite the rules stating that rape isn’t allowed and despite those very same people loudly declaring that anyone who ships Kataang supports SA. Worry about that first.

4) If I were you, anon, I’d be embarrassed. People who tend to enjoy incest are pretty open to all shipping dynamics in general. This means that your fandom is so deranged that you’ve managed to piss off people that otherwise would be completely fine with Zutara. That’s the part you’re really upset about - the part you’re disguising as “you ship incest but you’re dictating what I can or cannot ship!!!”

Yeah, I got the feeling that the "I don't even ship Zutara" argument was hollow since everytime I criticized the ship - or rather, the bad apples among the shippers - I'd get some angry zutarians "calling me out" for shipping Zucest (because apparently they assume the thing I do very openly is some kind of dirty secret I don't want anyone to find out about)

"Every time an anon DOES complain about Zutara’s morality, however, op always calls that anon out (as you should)" Awn, I'm glad me going "it's not that deep, bro" has become a praise-worthy aspect of this blog.

Ah, Zutarians criticizing any ship for having any problematic elements (and making them up when they can't find any) only to then take said elements up to eleven in their own fics will never not be amusing to me. Like, buddy, if you want the right to explore any kind of topic/dynamic on your fics without having people assume you authomatically endorse everything you make the characters do, the very least you gotta do is respect that other fans have as much right to do it as you do, and admit that they're not "abuse apologists" just because their pairings had low points.

"People who tend to enjoy incest are pretty open to all shipping dynamics in general. This means that your fandom is so deranged that you’ve managed to piss off people that otherwise would be completely fine with Zutara" You are 100% correct about that, my friend.

I used to be completely neutral on Zutara. I could only see them as friends, and quite liked that dynamic, but I had no problem with the ship. Until the shippers started harassing me, the only "criticism" it'd get from me was this:

To me, the ship was bland and only existed because people like the Good Girl X Bad Guy thing - but that was not my fucking problem, and I wouldn't have liked to get unsolicited opinions on why the ships I did like were bad in other people's eyes, so I minded my business.

But after three years of getting asks saying everything from "You should stop writting Zucest and write Zutara instead because I said so" all the way to "Kill yourself since you don't like what I like", seeing my friends be treated the same way, seeing Zutara fans be treated like shit their fellow shippers because they liked Aang and Mai as characters or thought the ship war was pointless and immature, and seeing nearly every fic and meta written by zutarians be wildly out of character and clearly focusing on just praising their own ship while demonizing everything else, I realized that while the ship itself was not a problem, the toxic, spoiled fans sure as hell were.

These people really dig their own graves and then get mad when no one is feeling sorry for them (and in fact side with a "creep" like me instead).

[thoughtfulbearpanda]

so selbree shippers

Should bree/sel have a smut week or smut month? ik zutara has one (i think its in march, plz correct if i'm wrong) and lately (embarassingly) i've been getting a lot of spicy/18+ ideas for these two. and @justbrainrot and @sweetestblacktea have inspired me w/ their fics 'Roots To Nourish' and 'Bonded' (i highly recommend you read them, you won't be disappointed)

so yeah, just curious on what you guys think?

[anamazingangie]

20 questions for fic writers

no one tagged me i just wanted to do this. idk who came up with it.

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 75

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 641,881 

3. What fandoms do you write for? HotD– Daemyra [sometimes + other characters for SPICE], S&B—Darklina

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Significance 

Premium

the end of a dance and the beginning of something better 

a prince is born 

Anything 

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I *try* to. But if i’m responding i’m not writing, and if I have comments to respond to, it’s probably because the writing muses have been kind to me, and I would rather take advantage of that while it lasts. And then they pile up and it’s been so long it feels rude to reply? Idk. It’s hard to explain but I do 100% read and love every comment I get and they motivate me SO much!

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

All Dragons go to Heaven, by far—it’s my only fic that follows canon events in terms of timeline/character death.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I think except for a select few, all my fics have happy endings. ‘Getting Lucky ’ comes to mind because it’s pretty feel good all the way along—’magically meant to be ’ and ‘a princess and a painter’ have happy endings but some angst at the start!

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Very rarely—a lot less than I expected tbh, given what I write lol! 

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Uh. All of it? Like seriously, I’ve done 30+ kink prompts this month alone. I’d say my ‘staples’ are size kink, overstimulation, and unprotected sex. M/M/F threesomes have sort of become a thing with me too. But I’ve done a bit of everything — ABO, M/M, anal, lactation kink, necro, ovi, etc. 

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I’ve done crossovers in that one story is retold with different characters (cinderalla inspired, hades and persephone inspired, romeo and juliet, etc.) but I’ve never had characters from two different fandoms in one fic.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that i’m aware of. 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that i’m aware of—i’ve given people permission, though, so maybe?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

I like to think i’ve INSPIRED a few fics before but that is closest i’ve gotten. I would love to do an event where lots of people contribute to a single story, though.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

Writing? Daemyra is my <3 But  I probably read more Darklina fic than any other. Also a Dramione & Zutara girlie. 

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

All of them? Kidding. Kind of. My writing inspiration and speed is very fickle, I can write 10k words one day and not type a single thing for the following three weeks. So unless something is fully pre-written when I start to post it, I’m not very confident about it ever getting finished. 

BUT that being said, I don’t have any fics that I don’t want to finish or plan to abandon. It is just a matter of time/inspiration/motivation. 

The one that seems least likely tho is ‘a prince is born’ simply because the established timeline doesn’t really make sense so it basically has to be fully rewritten and right now that sounds very Not Fun compared to literally everything else i’m working on.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hmm, maybe variety? I feel like I’m good at exploring the same characters and relationship dynamics no matter the time period or circumstances. And maybe smut? Idk. I’m a very weak person so this is hard to answer. 

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ahh this one I can answer: Planning. Structure. Timelines. Consistency. Spelling. Punctuation. Impulsively starting new things and ignoring WIPs.  

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Not really interested in it. I have enough trouble with english. 

19. First fandom you wrote for?

HotD/Daemyra

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

I can’t pick because my work is super self indulgent so I like a lot of them for different reasons. 

Here are five,

deliciae

Three Heads of the Dragon 

gifts from the grave 

Consummation

the dragon king 

I’m tagging : @luthien-under-bough, @calenlily, @ar-feyniel

(if they haven’t already done it)

[rachelsophielesch]

[orlissa]

For the fic writer questions, #1!

1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work? (In other words, what do you think is the best introduction to your fics?)

Ugh, it's a tough one, because I've been writing for quite some time, and for several fandoms, so it would depend on what fanfom the person likes to read from? But if I may choose three:

Through Wide, Grey Eyes - AtLA one-shot, Zutara from Aang's POV, written back in 2012, but I think it still holds up (it was written for Zutara week that year, and was chosen for one of the best works for that day). It's fluffy, but with emotional depth, with a maybe-slightly unconventional POV. It's also in a format I like to use - a slightly longish one-shot made up of smaller sections.

Dublin Cycle - Agents of S.H.I.EL.D. Skyeward smut collection, might be one of my most read works. This kind of smut is typical of me - soft, loving, hot.

Terrible, Beautiful, Unsaid Things - SaB short fic, Darklina, but I guess this one needs no introduction now. It was my big comeback after a long stint of writer's block, and I was floored by the feedback it got. Also typical of me: fluff even in the midst of angst, hopeful, and another one with the small sections within a longer work.

[ninazadzia]

AU in which Aang loses to Fire Lord Ozai. Zuko and Katara are imprisoned together in the Fire Nation. Zutara. E for smut.

It was so easy to forget sometimes, with everything that we’d been through, especially those last few weeks, and how I’d gotten to see such an adult side of her—she was only fifteen.

She had her whole life ahead of her, and if things had been different on the day of the Comet—if we hadn’t been thrust into a prison cell together, awaiting certain execution, if we’d hadn’t ever had sex, if whatever unspoken connection we’d had before had remained just that, unspoken, not something we’d acted on … who knew?

I knew what she’d told me, at least, our first few days imprisoned together. How Aang had kissed her, during intermission, when we saw the Ember Island Players. How it wasn’t the first time, and he’d kissed her before. How he told her he thought they would be together after the invasion.

She even told me the response she’d given him. That she was confused, that she had a lot on her mind with the War, that she didn’t know how she was feeling. 

And then came the Comet. 

I’d bit my tongue for weeks. I’d oscillated between wanting to know, and deciding that I would be better off leaving the question of Aang and Katara unanswered. It wasn’t like it mattered anymore, anyway—Aang was dead. It was a moot point.

But still—it lingered. 

Fuck it, I decided.

“What do you think would’ve happened between you two,” I asked, the words spilling out of my mouth before I could think better of it, “if things had gone differently that day?”

She didn’t say anything for a moment.

“What do you mean?” she asked.

“If—if he’d defeated my father. If Aang was alive, if we weren’t in here…do you think…”

My words hung in the air, the implication obvious. Please, Katara. Don’t make me spell this out for you. 

You can read the full thing here.

[kataraslove]

this is genuinely one of the most despicable things i’ve ever had the displeasure of reading - and i’ve seen my fair share of shit being spewed on this website. imagine equating the abuse that jennette mccurdy experienced by her mother and nickelodeon to a fictional ship. criticize bryke’s writing all you want; there’s plenty that i dislike. but to go as far as to accuse them of pedophilia because of their preference in a fictional ship, especially when one of them has actual children and they both have wives. or to accuse them of seeing katara as their sexual fantasy when there’s nothing in the series that depicts her in a sexualized manner whatsoever. the only instance where a version of katara has ever been depicted in a sexualized manner is the imperialist play, where the show itself is critiquing racist fandom depictions (in the form of fire nation propaganda). this entire post is the very definition of using shipping as performative activism and hurling heinous accusations at people whose crime is writing that you disagree with.

among the plenty of women who had worked with bryke, from original writers to animators to storyboard artists to character designers to voice actors to even the live action writers, not one has come out and said that they experienced any type of sexual, physical, or emotional abuse or harassment by bryan and mike over the last 15 years. if many of the female cast and crew can go on the podcast and freely state that they ship zutara in front of bryke, and even have harmless shipping debates with them all in good-nature, where is the evidence that they run their studio like a hierarchy in which the slightest mention of zutara can get these women harassed?

the only writer that worked on avatar that has multiple workplace allegations of sexism is aaron ehasz - the head writer that, y’know, zutara shippers have conspired for years (and still to this day) of wanting a zutara endgame in a secret book 4.

on the topic of viewing female characters as sexual objects, did you know that zuko’s beloved voice actor dante basco, who is 45+ years old, has a history of:

calling a fictional 15 year old fat (mai)

making inappropriate comments towards the bodies of ty lee and katara

has encouraged zuko to grab katara and kiss her while she’s angry: “fuck it, just kiss her, zuko! that’s when you’re supposed to kiss a girl - when she’s all mad and angry.” several woman on the livestream were uncomfortable by his comments, including michaela murphy, toph’s voice actress, who had told dante (in a joking manner to ease tension) that if he ever does that to a woman, she ought to punch him in the face.

i don’t see op in the screenshot accusing dante of having sexual power fantasies of katara, even though it would be more than appropriate to accuse him because there’s actual evidence of him doing so, that many zutara shippers have downplayed as just being a joke. joke or not, given the amount of power and influence dante has in the fandom, especially as he was making these comments in a livestream with plenty of young women watching, to quote op in the screenshot, this is NOT inappropriate. why is this not treated with the same level of seriousness? why are zutara proponents, like dante and anyone who agrees with him, not being accused of abuse?

i hope you also assess the amount of grown adults in your OWN fandom who are wholeheartedly writing explicit smut of underaged zuko and katara. your smut week had an explicit no rape rule and it was still broken - BNFs on here even defended their right to write rape and non-con works of zuko and katara. popular tags in your fanworks include race play, fetishizing katara’s indigeneity. the pirate scene - where zuko kidnaps katara, ties her up to a tree, and uses her personal belonging - her FINAL connection to her dead mother - for extortion, has been sexualized since 2005. all of this inappropriate fandom behaviour is presented to impressionable young members of the fandom as healthy and passionate, so long as a zutara label is slapped on it.

meanwhile, there are plenty of kataang shippers who are in happy and healthy relationships, who have balance and say in their relationships, who communicate effectively with their partners, who enjoy kataang because it reminds them of their relationship! there’s plenty of woc (especially indigenous women) who are attracted to men, in support of kataang. minimizing their voices and their struggles, pretending like they’re victims in their relationships and/or potential relationships over a fictional ship, is the very definition of white fandom feminism. you’re not the feminist that you claim, nor are you doing a single thing to prevent actual domestic abuse that women experience worldwide, by typing up this ridiculous paragraph. domestic abuse can happen to any kind of women, committed by any man. it is not dictated by personal preferences about shipping in a Nickelodeon cartoon.

an example: a close friend of mine shipped zutara growing up and detested kataang (still does, but not as passionately). she unfortunately and unbeknownst to her at the time, entered into an emotionally abusive relationship with her ex-husband a couple years ago. she has since left the relationship, and is doing much better mentally and physically. am i going to now conclude that her shipping zutara caused her to enter into a toxic relationship since zuko was one of her fictional crushes growing up and zutara (post-atla) was one of the relationships she aspired to have? of course not, because i’m not a fucking idiot who takes something as serious as domestic abuse and violence against women to turn it into something that ships on Nickelodeon have contributed to. doing so displays an absolute lack of understanding to the casual factors that cause these types of relationships in the first place.

feigning pity and sympathy for women who ship kataang, saying that they are more likely to enter unhealthy and toxic relationships because they overlook aspects of katara and aang’s relationship that you deem as “unhealthy,” claiming that enjoying kataang in any capacity is romanticizing and normalizing “abusive” relationships, accusing real life creators, that are married with children, of pedophilia and sexual power fantasies over fictional shipping, is genuinely so performative that it only makes sense someone in deep fandom spaces would come up with something as much of a non-issue as this.

finally, your logic is that kataang - pushed by two grown men with a supposed fetish - grooms women into accepting and normalizing abusive relationships, that it’s something they should actively desire. then in the same breath you’ll go, “most women don’t even like kataang. it’s a ship only liked by straight white men.” well, which is it? are women allowed to make their own personal choices on fictional relationships or are they not? you need to come up with a decisive narrative.

i think the phenomenon that i’m observing is that a lot more women are being vocal in their enjoyment of kataang in fandom spaces, that a lot more women are participating in fandom spaces for kataang. and you guys have no idea what to do with this, because for years you touted this narrative that only men truly enjoy kataang. when you’re presented with data of the opposite, you can’t seem to wrap your head that people have different shipping perspectives as you, so you transform it into a moral issue.

i think your disdain can simply be summarized as, “the ship that i personally dislike, have disliked for years, is starting to get more defense, understanding, and praise. i don’t like this, therefore i’m going to turn a matter of fandom shipping into a morality issue of abuse justification.” yawn. boring. sloppy. lazy. please come up with something better.

Screw these guys, man. I wish could enjoy Zutara, I really do, but these guys guy ruin the ship for me. There is no way you can be a fan of this show and come up with such a gross objectively wrong take. They straight up said all the bad stuff Zuko did was irrelevant because he was fighting on the opposite team. People say stuff like this and then they ask why people don’t like them. Delusional idiocy at its finest.

It’s irrelevant that Zuko did bad shit? Tf? He was actively playing a role in the war, he was not a bystander. He and his family and his people benefited from the genocide of the other nations, and Zuko himself helped invade both the SWT and NWT! He also helped bring down Ba Sing Se which resulted in the colonization of the rest of the earth kingdom. That is not irrelevant stuff. Yeah, he switched sides at the end, and was trying to do better and fix the damage he caused, but it doesn’t erase what he did!

Also, in regards to Dan Schneider… wtf? I’ve read Jenette’s book. It’s good. She never mentions the writers of ATLA in it, obviously. Because what does ATLA have to do with any of this? Just because ATLA aired on Nickelodeon doesn’t mean the writing team or the creators ever abused anyone????? Throwing around allegations like this is simply vile! Calling the creators of ATLA child sexual abusers is FUCKED! These men have families and wives. Mike has 2 children!!! WHAT THE FUCK

Just because your ship didn’t happen and was never intended to be a thing, doesn’t make Mike and Bryan pedophiles who rape kids. What the actual fuck. There is nothing explicit or inappropriate for children in ATLA. Absolutely nothing. I have a HUGE problem with someone throwing out false allegations against someone just because they’re mad their ship didn’t become canon. This is in no way reasonable behavior. This is in no way EXCUSABLE behavior. Drop their username, let’s quit hiding who these people are because accusing someone of CSA is a very serious, life ruining allegation.