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Yay! no more PG Tumblr for me.

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Chapters: 3/? Fandom: The Tourist (2010), General Hospital (TV 1963) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Alexander Pearce, Elise Clifton-Ward, John Acheson Additional Tags: Tags May Change, Angst, Strained Relationships, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, complete self indulgence, I'm making this up as I go along, You Have Been Warned, What Have I Done Summary:

Alexander and Elise were free from the law. Unfortunately, forgiveness and truth are far harder to obtain. Will their love survive or does life have other plans?

#ao3 #ao3 fanfic #The Tourist 2010 #General Hospital #crossover #original character

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Chapters: 8/? Fandom: Dark Shadows (2012) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Characters: Carolyn Stoddard, Barnabas Collins, Elizabeth Collins Stoddard, Julia Hoffman, Josette DuPres Collins, David Collins (Dark Shadows), OCs Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Paranormal, Werewolf Culture, Vampire Turning, Eventual Smut, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Death in Childbirth, Pregnancy, Unplanned Pregnancy Summary:

After the Collins manner burned down it took six months to rebuild. However, when it was finished it was more beautiful than ever. Then there was the matter of making the town's people forget anything they should not have seen. Barnabas and Josette handled that task and life went on. They planned to live in peace.... Dr. Hoffman had other ideas and she would not rest until they all begged for death...

#fanfic #ao3 fanfic #dark shadows 2012 #original original characters

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Chapters: 2/? Fandom: The Tourist (2010) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Alexander Pearce, Elise Clifton-Ward, John Acheson Additional Tags: Tags May Change, Angst, Strained Relationships, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, complete self indulgence, I'm making this up as I go along, You Have Been Warned, What Have I Done Summary:

Alexander and Elise were free from the law. Unfortunately, forgiveness and truth are far harder to obtain. Will their love survive or does life have other plans?

#ao3 #fanfiction #original character #the tourist 2010

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Dream Date

"Hey, maybe you should um take some time before you get back to work, allow yourself to heal... It's uh I don't know timing might be right, Cas shrugged suspecting his words would land on deaf ears.

Dean nodded in acknowledgment surprising himself by considering the recommendation. "Cas," he said through the lump in his throat as the angel was turning to leave.

"Yes, Dean?" Cas asked glancing over his shoulder at the hunter.

 Dean swallowed hard suddenly feeling nervous. "If you are up to it tonight, I'd like to hear that long story." Then he added with a grin, "after you drop off the female in your car."

Cas returned a smile, "I would like that very much."

Dean watched Cas walk away shutting the door once the angel was out of his sight. Next, he sat on the floor behind the closed door. He pulled his knees to his chest as his cheeks grew warm. "When did I become such a chick?" Dean muttered under his breath.

A couple of hours later Sam and Dean were eating apple pie for dessert. "Are you sick?" Sam inquired with concern having observed his brother nibble on a slice of pie for half an hour.

"Fantastic," Dean grumbled grabbing his plate and scraping it off with his fork.  "Just peachy," he insisted glaring at the food as it fell to the bottom of the trash. 

"Dean?!" Sam gaped unable to tear his eyes away from the older Winchester as he put his dishes in the sink.

"I'm going to hit the hay," Dean mumbled in response stomping upstairs. He flopped down on the bed staring at the ceiling for what felt like hours until he fell asleep.

Next thing Dean knew he was eighteen again working on the Impala. He lifted his head up from underneath the hood to look around. The hunter's breath was taken away when he saw the picture-perfect neighborhood, he was in. 

His focus was broken when a familiar voice called his name. Dean spun toward the sound and his jaw dropped. "Dad," he gasped.

"Were you expecting someone else?" John Winchester teased holding two glasses of lemonade as the scorching summer sun beamed down on him. 

Dean shook his head taking the drink his father was offering. They lazily enjoyed their beverages while working on Baby. The sun was setting by the time Mary told them dinner was ready.

"Thanks, mom," Dean glowed with joy hugging her as if his life depended on it.

"You're welcome," Mary giggled like a little girl. "Cas and Sammy are getting restless."

"Cas?" Dean questioned releasing his mother and racing to the kitchen where he found the angel at the table beside a six-month-old Sam. who was in a highchair.

"Hello Dean," Cas greeted "Does this make up for my tardiness?"

#dean winchester #Castiel #spn #winchester family #destiel #spn fluff #fluffy destiel #spn drabble #destiel drabble

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Quiet Confession

@sleepyprompts Prompt #544 “I know exactly what happened because I was there.”

Johan O'Dell pulled up to his home after an exhausting day in court. He listened to his 1969 Ford Mustang purr Johan clutching the steering wheel. From the driver's seat, he had a clear view of the bedroom window. His wife's silhouette moved back and forth like a pendulum.

Half of Johan felt the loving pull of home calling to him. Yet, his arm was as heavy as stone when he tried to open the door. It was almost as if the devil himself was humming in his ear. "Run before she finds who you truly are…"

However, rather than fleeing into the night, he turned off the engine and took a deep cleansing breath. Even the crickets seemed quieter than normal as if they were aware of his internal struggle. He leaned back and gazed upward silently begging the heavens for a way to escape the enviable.

Heather O'Dell was climbing the walls. It required every ounce of her self-control to resist the impulse to meet her husband outside and demand answers. Her heart jumped into her throat the instant the Mustang stopped running. She froze in her tracks expecting Johan to race the door through like a hunted animal.

The moment she realized he was stalling her blood began to boil. Then Heather's eyes started to water as she contemplated why Johan was avoiding her. Sadly, there was only one sensible conclusion. Timothy's Appeal had been denied… Her little brother was as good as dead…

The screen door squeaked open and before Heather could think her legs carried her down the spiral staircase. Heather almost fell flat on her face as she came to a halt at the bottom of the stairs. "What happened?" Heather asked while resting against the banister. Heather bushed her long messy, white hair out of her line of sight so she could fully scour his face for a hint of hope.

Johan heard himself croak, "I'm sorry, It's over."

In the blink of an eye, Heather's heart shattered like glass. "Timmy didn't kill anyone," she whimpered shaking like a leaf as her knees buckled.

"I'm so sorry," Johan repeated despite knowing how hollow the apology sounded. His wife continued to tremble on the floor looking at nothing as if she were in another world.

After Heather had stilled Johan gently helped her to her feet. He slowly guided Heather back to bed. He tucked her in giving her a soft kiss on the forehead. "I love you," he whispered. "I will be up in a few minutes," Johan promised turning out the light before leaving the room.

While smoking a cigarette on the porch Johan confessed to the stars what he hoped no one would ever uncover. "I know exactly what happened because I was there. Tim is a murderer…"

Prompt #544

“I know exactly what happened because I was there.”

#original story

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Merlin thinks to himself: he already is

Uther: fuck sorcerers

Arthur: alright

#merthur #merthur humor

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Something To Write About

It was well past midnight yet Arthur Pendragon had not seen a wink of sleep. He was sitting at his writing desk in his New York apartment. With every hour that slipped by the deadline grew nearer. The pressure mounted but he still could not put pen to paper and finish his manuscript. When his eyes were unable to stay open his mind conjured a dream of a land known as Camelot.

Arthur found himself in what he instinctually knew was the master bedroom of his castle. He was laying in bed waiting for something or someone he could not remember. As he was getting out of bed to search for his clothes someone walked in.

"Arthur, what are you doing?" Merlin asked carrying the young prince's breakfast. Then he placed the hot bowl of porridge at the foot of his bed.  

"I-?" Arthur began to question before flashes of memories returned like puzzle pieces. He cleared his throat giving himself time to think. "I wasn't expecting to wake up here... Alone." He could not grasp how a dream could feel like home.

The spark of surprise in Merlin's eyes was squashed like a dead lightning bug. The servant's glance drifted aimlessly as if he were watching a once beautiful flower fall to the floor. "We both know what would have happened if Gaius noticed I snuck  out." Merlin's voice dropped to a shame-filled whisper.

"Perhaps you should give him more credit," Arthur suggested slowly rising to his feet. "After all, he has proven he is more willing to lie in order to protect you." Arthur inched closer wanting to embrace his lover.

Merlin jumped backward to maintain distance between them. "Gaius understands magic..." He swallowed putting his head down like a beaten dog so he would not see the disappointment on Arthur's face. However, the sight of his old dirty scuffed shoes only served as another reminder of what the sorcerer already knew. "No matter how much he cares for me Gaius may have difficulty accepting I am in love with a man... especially one so far above my station..." Merlin whimpered as tears stung his eyes.

Arthur moved toward Merlin again wrapping his arms around him. Merlin half-heartedly tried to get away. "Someday things will be different," the future king promised.

Before Merlin had a chance to respond Arthur's eyes shot open and he was at his desk. "Bloody hell," Morgana called through the door. "Please tell me you are not still sleeping at three in the afternoon!"

Arthur stumbled to the door with all the grace of a drunk bear. He only opened it a sliver knowing his sister would barge in if given half a chance. "Why are you here?" he groaned.

She rolled her eyes which Arthur assumed was Morgana's way of dismissing his inquiry. She flashed an all too innocent smile motioning to her left. "This is Merlin, he's your assistant."

Arthur poked his head out from behind his apartment door. " We've had this discussion-" Arthur yelled in vain as his meddling sibling strolled out of his view. Then he tilted his head and took aim at his clueless visitor. That is until set eyes on the man from in his dream. Arthur's jaw dropped and he lost his legs.

Merlin rushed to aid Arthur practically squealing in panic. Yet, Arthur burst into laughter. By the time he had gathered his wits enough to speak all the dumbfounded storyteller could say was... "This is something to write about..."  

#merthur #modern-day merthur #merthur one shot

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WARNING: ANIMAL CRUELTY

Apparently people have been adopting dogs and either killing them themselves or dropping them to a kill shelter (and one even said they were flying them to poor Asian areas to be eaten) under the Twitter hashtag #pitbulldropoff

This is completely cruel and evil and word needs to get around about these demons so everyone knows what these demons are planning to do to dogs once they get ahold of them.

If you know someone or if you yourself is planning to give away a pitty by craigslist soon, DONT and wait for awhile!!!! They act like they’re going to adopt them and act all nice then they get rid of them, don’t be fooled!!

DM me for uncensored names!!!!!!!!

#WTF #Animals are innocent

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Chapters: 1/? Fandom: The Tourist (2010) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Alexander Pearce, Elise Clifton-Ward, John Acheson Additional Tags: Tags May Change, Angst, Strained Relationships, Shameless Smut, Porn With Plot, complete self-indulgence, I'm making this up as I go along, You Have Been Warned, What Have I Done Summary:

Alexander and Elise were free from the law. Unfortunately, forgiveness and truth are far harder to obtain. Will their love survive or does life have other plans?

#the tourist #the tourist 2010 #ao3 #fanfiction

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Dark Shadows (2012) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Major Character Death Characters: Carolyn Stoddard, Barnabas Collins, Elizabeth Collins Stoddard, Julia Hoffman, Josette DuPres Collins, David Collins (Dark Shadows), OCs Additional Tags: Heavy Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Paranormal, Werewolf Culture, Vampire Turning, Eventual Smut, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Death in Childbirth, Pregnancy, Unplanned Pregnancy Summary:

After the Collins manner burned down it took six months to rebuild. However, when it was finished it was more beautiful than ever. Then there was the matter of making the town's people forget anything they should not have seen. Barnabas and Josette handled that task and life went on. They planned to live in peace.... Dr. Hoffman had other ideas and she would not rest until they all begged for death...

#dark shadows #dark shadows 2012 #original character #ao3

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"Yes, please explain to me how a zombie can get car sick?" Fang smirked taking great pleasure in his partner's suffering.

"As soon as you tell me how a vampire can be afraid of flying," Bruce grunted before puking out the taxi window.

"If you stain my back seat with human brains I'll rip your little decaying throat out," the driver growled baring their teeth. "After I'm done with him, I'll tear yours out," the cabby promised. "Wipe that shit-eating grin off your pale face.

Fang stuck his tongue out in response. "Don't kid yourself, Mark. Everyone knows without a full moon you are as harmless as a puppy," he taunted with a wink.

Bruce had been listening to the back and forth with his head dangling out the window. He was praying to Satan to make them stop. Next thing Bruce knew they were swerving into the hotel parking lot. The smell of burning rubber filled his nose making him gag.

Fang stepped out onto the curb ignoring the string of insults coming from Mark's mouth. He took a moment to admire the splendor of The Graveyard. Of course, there was to linger when there was a job to be done. "I'll come to get you when it's finished," Fang stated in a deadpanned voice.

"Whatever," Bruce moaned crawling from the cab to the sidewalk.

When Fang entered The Graveyard, it felt like he had traveled back in time from modern-day New York City to the roaring '20s. The bellboy froze upon like a deer in headlights. Fang laughed with delight flipping the human a gold to ease his stress.

"Long time no see," a familiar voice called to Fang from atop the spiral staircase.

"You should stop hiring meat sacks Rose," he advised looking up.

The hotel manager shrugged strolling down to her friend. "He's a distant relative out of work."

"Well, aren't you a softy," he hummed with sarcasm.

She snorted rolling her eyes, "why are you here Fang?" Rose knew the truth but always wondered if he would give her a straight answer. Fang averted his gaze from Rose who was standing directly in front of him. "Is that gun a toy?" she asked pressing the issue.

He stared up at her internally his short stature. "Please don't make me lie to you," he begged

"Fine," she sighed crossing her arms. "Who are you looking for?" Rose murmured putting her disappointment on display.

"Grant Haines..." Fang whispered feeling like he was shrinking the longer they spoke.

She walked behind the front desk yanking a key from its proper hook. "Here!" Rose snapped. "Don't leave a mess for me to clean up," she snarled throwing him the key.

Fang caught it and shuffled in opposite direction. The rest of his job transpired without incident. With two shots he had earned his paycheck. Bruce handled the remains packing the bones after devouring everything else.

"I'll walk home," Bruce grumbled approaching the taxi with a duffle bag in hand.

"Chicken," he mocked laughing as he shut the door. Fang put on his seatbelt. He opened his mouth to tell Mark to take him home when he saw Rose out of the corner of his eye. "Can I drop you off somewhere?" Fang hollowed to her across the street.

Rose came up to the window admitting to herself that since he hadn't lied, she couldn't stay mad. "Depends, is he usually such a bad driver?”

@sleepyprompts

Prompt #505

“Is he usually such a bad driver?”

#short story #original story

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A Winchester New Year

The aroma of apple pie wafted through Winchester household. Castiel had gotten up early when his one-year-old Jack woke up asking for water. After Jack received his sippy cup he fell right back to sleep.

However, Castiel was wide awake. So, he decided to bake. His husband must have sensed a pie was being made because Dean stirred in bed as soon as Castiel shut the oven door. He chuckled at himself because he didn't see it coming. "You're addicted!" Castiel called so that Dean who was halfway up the stairs could hear him.

Dean met him in the kitchen and hugged Castiel from behind. "Can I be your taste tester?" Dean hummed into the nape of his neck.

"No," Castiel chastised involuntarily giggling as a reaction to Dean's stubble tickling his skin. "You'll have to wait until we see Sam and Jessica tonight," he hummed taking a little too much pleasure in teasing him.

Dean stared at Castiel wearing his best puppy dog eyes in a valiant effort to sway him. "Pretty please," he pouted.

"No!" Castiel repeated sternly. " However, I would greatly appreciate it if you could persuade Jack to put on pants after he wakes up," Castiel smirked giving him a soft kiss on the cheek.

With that Castiel went to do laundry. Dean was left to achieve the nearly impossible task of convincing Jack to wear something other than his Scooby-Doo pajamas. Obviously, bribery was his first course of action. "Jack, do you want chocolate chip cookies for breakfast?" Dean offered with trepidation.

Jack pocked his head up from behind the couch snickering maniacally. Next thing Dean knew Jack raced up to his room. It took several hours fifty bucks and the promise that he could put his jammies back on soon as they were back. He even managed to talk the argumentative child into taking a bath.

So, once everyone was ready the family climbed inside the beloved Impala drove to Sam's place. All three of them were passed out in the living room before the pie had been cut.

#spn #SPN drabble #drabble #destiel au #spn au #fluffy destiel #fluff

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[ID: A digital illustration of Katara from Avatar: the Last Airbender. She’s shown from the shoulders upwards from a profile view. She’s smiling and looking slightly upwards. She has the mark of the brave on her forehead, white earrings on, and her hair loopies are braided. End ID]

ive been trying to get all my school work done before winter break so i haven’t had a lot of time for art, but here’s a katara that i managed to draw in what time i did get. idk why but drawing katara is always such a comfort to me… i always fall back to drawing her when i don’t feel like thinking about what i’m drawing so much.

#Katara #katara fanart #avatar the last airbender #Avatar the last Airbender fanart #fanart

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Could We Be More?

It was supposed to be his wedding, but he had broken off their engagement the night before. Mai was distraught and heartbroken. She ran out of the palace knocking over and breaking everything in sight.

Less than twelve hours later Zuko was lying in a cold bed alone. Yet, the prince did not miss his former fiancé. In truth, Zuko's heart never belonged to Mai. So, he wept silently and without hope knowing he wasted years of Mai's life. Zuko had not only to Mai but himself.

It was impossible to continue pretending when he was already in love. Zuko tried to bury his feelings, but they wouldn't die. His memory of Ba Sing Se was just as persistent.

Katara was open and wanted to understand him. In return for her kindness, he stabbed her in the back. Since that moment Zuko accepted that her affection would always be out of his reach. So, he watched in private misery as fell for Aang.

That was his life every day until he returned to the fire nation to reclaim his throne. Once he was home Zuko made it a point to move on by diving headfirst into a relationship with Mai. For a while, it eased his yearning. So, when he purposed marriage Zuko had every intention of living out a satisfying life with her. However, when push came to shove Zuko simply could not go through with it. Instead, he spent all day and night getting hopelessly drunk.

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Zuko, Katara was hiding out in The Fire Nation to avoid her life. She loved the opportunity to see The Fire Nation at peace. Not to mention the many festivals that stretch from village to village served as a wonderful distraction.

The sun was setting as she was approached the palace gates. Her heart raced while growing closer as Katara contemplated Zuko's reaction. The waterbender was extracted from her turbulent mind. "Identify yourself, visitor!" A guard bellowed from one of the four watchtowers.

Katara jerked her head up. "Oh, my apologies," she smiled shyly. "I'm here to see Fire Lord Zuko," Katara explained. In response to the guard's quizzical expression, she added as if it were an afterthought, "my name is Katara."

That statement immediately caught the attention of the seemingly apathetic sentry. His demeanor transformed in the blink of an eye. Open the gates!" He hollowed leaping to his feet and racing down to meet her.

"Forgive me Lady Katara," he bowed catching his breath as the large, elegant steel gates separated. " I'll take you straight to him," the older man nodded offering her his hand.

"Thank you," she smiled holding back a giggle. "By the way, what's your name?" Katara asked while being rushed inside the palace.

"Choji..." He replied looking at the waterbender as if taken aback by the question as he guided her to the throne room.

Zuko was still nursing his hangover when he heard a knock. "Who is it?" he snapped. The doors unlocked and his eyes widened. "Katara?" he inquired wondering if he was dreaming.

"Hi Zuko, it's been a while," Katara greeted feeling as if the world's largest spotlight had been put on her. "I didn't intend to cause such a fuss," she said purposefully avoiding eye contact.

Zuko shook his head emphatically. "No, no it's not a problem at all. I'm happy to see you." All of the sudden, he was aware of how absurd he appeared towering over her from his throne. "Choji you can return to your post," Zuko directed dismissing him with the wave of his hand.

Choji's footsteps hardly made a sound as he left almost like he was a ghost. Katara gave Zuko a disapproving glare. "Want to tell me what has you in a bad mood?"

"You almost sound like Iroh," Zuko half laughed. However, when Katara's displeasure did not waiver he caved. "I drank too much last night," he admitted with a shrug.

Recondition dawned on her, "I see, let me handle it." Before Zuko could argue Katara extended an arm and gently pressed her palm to his forehead.

"Sorry," Zuko murmured feeling guilty for expecting relief from his throbbing headache.

"You could try saying thank you," Katara sighed unsure what he was sorry for.

"I second thought, I'm not good with words. So, how about I repay your kindness with dinner," he suggested with a chuckle.

Her gaze fell to the floor. Katara exhaled allowing a cold silence to flourish. She chewed her bottom lip nervously lifting her head. "If I told you I don't want to go home would ask me why?" Katara whispered as if she was afraid of who might hear.

"We all have the right to keep our secrets," Zuko stated lowering his voice to alleviate her apprehension. She was obviously on edge as if waiting for something awful to happen. "Katara," he spoke in a hushed tone. " First off, you're an adult which means you can go wherever you please. Moreover, you're my friend so you will always be welcome."

He stared into her eyes earnestly hoping he was giving her comfort. Yet, he was incapable of deciphering her blank expression. For a split second, Zuko thought he made a mistake but without warning, Katara wrapped her arms around and squeezed tight. "This means so much to me," she hummed breathing an almost wistful sigh.

Zuko reciprocated her hug, and a peace void of words envelop them. Katara broke away reluctantly. She laughed at herself until tears formed on her eyelashes. "A-are you feeling better?" Zuko's voice trembled without his permission. "Is there anything I c-can do?"

Katara's laughter tapered off eventually and regained her composer. Then she shook her head happily. "It would take forever to explain," she snickered.

Zuko nodded with a crooked grin, "I've been there." He shrugged recalling his drama with Mai. "So, how about we act like mature adults and ignore our problems?" Zuko jested.

Katara rubbed her temples as if straining herself in contemplation. " If we discard the mind-numbing chaos, we will have nothing to do."

Zuko countered squinting as if she had made a profound point. " If you are so inclined, I could give you the grand tour.

Katara accepted the invitation, and he spent the next couple of hours showing her every inch of his home. When it came to an end, he was far ready to get back to work and Katara was having too much fun to let the conversation cease. Time seemed to pass at the speed of light.

Before they knew it, they ate dinner and they were on the balcony watching the sunset. Katara found herself looking for Mai. She held her tongue because it was none of her business. Nevertheless, Zuko must have sensed the elephant in the room. "We broke up..." he confessed under his breath.

"Sorry..." Katara lied

It was Zuko's turn to laugh, "I guess we both apologize for doing nothing.

The discussion fizzled out and Katara decided it was time to be an adult. "How long can I stay here?"

"You can stay here as long as you want," Zuko repeated.

Katara shook her head amazed by his nonchalant attitude. "We both know that's not true."

That gave him pause, "says who? It's your life." Zuko refuted.

"Toph, Sokka, and Aang wouldn't be thrilled with that," she answered dancing around the legitimate issue.

"It's your life," he reiterated more forcefully putting his hand on top of Katara's. "Take it from someone who to everything the hard way, don't live your life trying to satisfy others," Zuko cautioned.

A lump took shape in her throat. "If you keep this up, I might move in."

"Would that be so terrible?" Zuko questioned moving closer. Katara's heart sped up and she felt a sudden rush of courage which provoked her to kiss Zuko her lips linger for only a moment, but it was life-changing. "I'll sleep in the guest room.

#avatar the last airbender #zutara #Post anime #angst #mutual pining #first kiss #oneshot