#I THINK ABOUT MAI AND SUKI EVERY SINGLE DAY

[comradekatara]

I just read your rant about zukka and it made me think what if zuko’s obsession with sokka has to do with the fact that sokka in some ways encompasses some of the traits that have been forced on Zuko since he was young like the whole killing without mercy or remorse and the need for control and the strategic thinking. But Sokka uses these skills no to try and rule the world but to help aang stop Ozai. I haven’t watched atla in a while but your analyses help me realize a lot of details that I missed about it was he characters

yeah i’ve talked before about how sokka and azula being so similar must be kind of a mindfuck for zuko because sokka has “a killer instinct that’s just so fire nation” but also he’s literally friends with the bald baby pacifist monk avatar who says shit like “do you think we could’ve been friends too?” and so zuko clearly has no idea what to think. like he and azula were both indoctrinated into this world that valued certain traits and dogmas over others (ie, sokka’s over aang’s) and so azula sees sokka as more of a threat.

it’s funny because obviously sokka and zuko’s first encounter is sokka getting his ass handed to him by a guy who doesn’t even care that he’s in his way, but also that scheme is pretty immediately disrupted by sokka’s boomerang. and then the next time they meet, sokka has actually spent time training under someone (instead of fumbling around in the dark by himself) and can now hold his own far better. and every single encounter after that sees sokka not only rising to zuko’s level, but surpassing him, fighting him, foiling his plans, advocating to leave him for dead, ignoring him, dismissing him.

even at the western air temple, sokka is the liaison who welcomes him into the group (the designated “leadership” role comes with more responsibilities than simply assassinating assassins), but he also makes it pretty clear that he doesn’t care for or trust zuko throughout “the firebending masters,” even if his manner of bullying is far less overtly malicious than katara’s. and yet, zuko cannot discount him. zuko saw him kill combustion man. zuko understands his value to the group. zuko recognizes that quality he and azula share. zuko may have had an advantage over him the first time they met, but it sure didn’t last long. if azula and zuko have anything in common, it’s a mutual respect for sokka.

like, sokka is the only member of the gaang’s name azula actually says (aang is “the avatar,” katara is “peasant,” toph is [insert blind joke here], and suki is “my favorite prisoner”) and on the day of black sun, she elects to distract sokka first and foremost knowing that he’s their “leader.” and she does clearly respect him more than most people do because she can see herself in him (at least to some extent, i don’t think either of them are actually insightful enough to realize how deep that connection truly goes) and thus can recognize his worth as someone who is in a similar position, albeit on the opposite side.

zuko does say and aang and katara’s names (and appa’s), but sokka’s name is the first he says, and it’s really the only name he uses as a mode of address. and the matter of naming is clearly important to royal heirs, who are defined by their names and titles. we see that especially when zuko confuses ursa’s “remember who you are” with “remember your ancestry,” declaring who he is not as internal identity, but as title. to afford someone the respect of addressing them by name is to implicitly demonstrate respect for them.

this is further demonstrated by the fact that unlike “you just had to pick up the glowing egg” zuko of just an episode prior, zuko really does follow sokka’s leadership and places his complete faith in his abilities. there’s no complaining or backseat driving or undermining of his intentions, which is genuinely anomalous for zuko, who generally refuses to listen to anyone about anything (unless he’s being actively scared into submission, and even then he’s stood up to ozai multiple times). he’s not outspoken in these episodes, however. he is downright docile. and it’s because he genuinely believes sokka to be his superior. which isn’t to say that sokka isn’t better than he is, but like. aang is too and he doesn’t take his knowledge into account! because aang doesn’t represent the values that zuko strove to embody his entire life.

what’s more, i would imagine there’s something kind of satisfying, if not downright intriguing, about knowing someone who basically is what you aspire to be, who you were told you must be your entire life, and seeing that he is just. absolutely fucking miserable. like azula is also miserable, but zuko doesn’t know that (yet), because she hides it better. but sokka is genuinely suicidal (especially in these episodes). meeting this idealized standard of perfection you have always failed to reach and realizing that whatever standards you once (recently) held yourself to are actually deeply unfulfilling. that sokka isn’t “perfect,” that he actually considers himself a failure. and the fact that when he does fail, he considers it the end of the world because he never built up the resilience one gets from being a normal person who doesn’t always succeed on their first try. and zuko’s like “finally, something i have that he doesn’t: intimate knowledge of what it’s like to constantly fail and underperform and disappoint people!”

zuko is really perfectly equipped to support sokka in this situation, because he idolizes him enough to provide him with the unconditional support sokka feels fundamentally undeserving of, and also understands sokka’s misery enough to give him actually meaningful advice when it matters. what’s interesting about how zuko feels about sokka is that it’s not just about uncritically putting him on a pedestal for being Nice Azula or whatever, it’s also about zuko’s genuine desire to help sokka and protect him.

yue inhabits the martyr role that sokka has always envisioned himself in, suki establishes herself as someone who is equally capable of protecting him and he can her, and zuko risks his life to support sokka on his crazy suicide mission, when sokka was so intent on going it alone because he wasn’t thinking clearly didn’t want anyone else to get hurt. sokka doesn’t need someone who treats him like an irreproachable god. in fact, i think sokka would hate nothing more than having a sycophant. he needs someone who understands that he is fallible and vulnerable and needs help like any human being does, and respects and trusts and admires him anyway.

zuko doesn’t have the capacity to recognize azula’s insecurities and shortcomings, or the desire to help her, but he does for sokka. because he never felt like he was in a position where he had to compete for something against him. he’s not trying to usurp sokka’s role as “leader” (except for whatever was going on in “sozin’s comet,” but that’s for another post) and is happy to simply follow him, in a way that is genuinely uncharacteristic for him.

and you can say that it’s because zuko is gay and stupid (which wouldn’t be wrong, per se), but it’s also because sokka embodies everything zuko ever thought he had to be. and it’s because sokka doesn’t even care. it’s the recognition that one person’s idealized model of behavior is another’s burden. that if zuko had been “perfect” like sokka, he never would’ve gained the wisdom to accept defeat and not let it deter him. perfect like azula, who, like sokka, shatters in the face of failure.

zuko says as much in “the siege of the north,” and again in “the western air temple.” the fact that he isn’t a prodigy, the fact that he “had to struggle and fight” to achieve what little he has, is “what made me who i am.” so he’ll respect sokka, of course, because sokka is who he wished for so long that he could be. but he’ll also support sokka, because he has just enough distance from the situation to recognize that he’s not an island (even if sokka himself is convinced that he must be). so it’s not obsession, per se, nor is it simply uncritical admiration that confuses excellence for infallibility. it’s unconditional support born of understanding, a sort of empathy. it’s devotion.

#xxzavier42 #asks #sokka #zuko #azula #sokkaxzuko #azula&sokka #azula&zuko #analysis #at some point i gotta stop saying ‘whoops i wrote way more than i thought i would!!! teehee’ #and recognize that this is simply my modus operandi #i love to ramble …. lol #also when i call sokka the ‘leader’ its with the caveat that I think the designation of leadership is kind of flawed #but that’s definitely how azula and zuko see it #and in the most traditional sense that’s what he is #but not always. #i need to finish and post my essay on katara and sokka gifted kidism…. #anyway. zucchini good 👍🏼

[casualdadnomad]

modern atla au renaissance is in the making :) starting off with modern gaang in the dorms!!!

masterpost!

I personally go to a small university but considering how they are from literally all over the world, maybe it would make sense for them to go to a bigger school? lmk what we're thinking

Katara, Suki, Toph, and Ty Lee (HEAR ME OUT) live in a quad with two bedrooms and a common space

Toph and Ty Lee share a bedroom and Katara and Suki share the other bedroom

Katara and Suki are both very neat. they're also so busy they don't really have the time to be making messes.

Toph and Ty Lee are both disasters, but the mess stays contained to their bedroom area. not dirty, just cluttered. every once in a while one of them will get a random burst of energy and clean/organize the entire space.

Azula and Mai are roommates

they are roommates silently.

neither of them talk when they're in the room and that's how they prefer it. they only talk when they have something to talk about (they love to talk shit)

Aang and Sokka are roommates

perfect because their gfs are also roomates!

Sokka is significantly cleaner than Aang but they're both on the same page most of the time and are actually really good roommates

their room is decorated atrociously though. man moment.

Sokka stays up late and wakes up early (he's a STEM major!!! he's busy!!! he has a schedule!!!) Aang could sleep through literally anything

Zuko lives in a single dorm with his ESA. it's a turtleduck.

he lives on the same floor as Sokka and Aang

Azula and Mai live in the same building but on a different floor

the girls' quad is in a different building, but it's the largest space so it is the usual hangout spot. the others will come over to hang out and crash there after late night studying or if they're just too lazy to walk back to their building at night

when someone has had a rough day they'll go visit the emotional support turtleduck in Zuko's room

speaking of animals

Appa has a parking pass

he can't fit in the dorm, but he hangs out in the green space next to the dorm building and sleeps under a big tree :)

starbucks run on the flying bison anyone??

This is really short but I just wanted to post something during this class cause it's so boring!!!!!! i am bored!!!!!!!!! thank u for reading tho can u believe it's been 3 years since i originally started posting atla content on here wow

#atla #avatar #avatar the last airbender #katara #suki #sokka #aang #kataang #sukka #zuko #ty lee #mai atla #mai lee #azula #tlok #modern atla #modern avatar #modern atla au #modern avatar au #modern gaang #gaang #atla college au #atla university au #toph

[highfantasy-soul]

Quick list of things I particularly loved from NATLA Episode 3 - Omashu before my in-depth overview

The whole rebellion inside the Fire Nation - love seeing EVERYONE fighting back

"I think that's what they said - I never listened." ^_^

"What makes you think we're outsiders?"

"We ARE Fire Nation, even out here"

"Irrigation, am I right?" :D

Aang darting through a crowd messing up everyone's day - just straight from the animated!

And the first tease of the cabbage merchant!!!

Our Gaang wasting NO time after the explosion to run in and help

Bloodthirsty Teo ready to recruit Aang to carpet bombing the Fire Nation - yet another example of children's morals and sense of self being warped by this war

How proud Teo is of his father!!

Sokka being able to show his interest in tinkering and engineering!!!

And did I spy some ECLIPSE glasses????

Aang's "no, I'm not going to just leave people in trouble, I'm going to stay and help them any way I can" moment

"He's done the impossible" in the most mocking voice imaginable! XD Adore that Azula isn't afraid to mock her father

And Mai and Tylee cameos!!!!

And the Yuyan archers! So many hints to the future here

Katara practicing her waterbending forms even in the background - really showing that she's taking every opportunity to hone her skills - she's not just perfect immediately

JEEEEETTTTTTTT!!!!!!!!!

Honestly first thought cart-boy might have been Haru, but once he caught the Mechanist meeting with the spy, my Jet senses started tingling

Jet's combat - perfect! Katara's skills - growing!!

LOVE how there's such a marked upgrade in Katara's control from her single ball of water and big splash of last episode to her controlled twin water ball attacks

Jet's bird-whistle signal

I started giggling maniacally, knowing what was coming!!

And that DAMN piece of straw XD

Sokka saying 'No, my role is to be a warrior and protect the village' with the most heartbreaking look on his face as he sees the skills he truly loves being devalued (or the perception that their devalued) and then Sai reassuring him and his frown turning into a hopeful look on the verge of a smile. Seriously, my heart, guys

Chills every time Smellerbee throws up her hand and shouts "Freedom Fighters!" and the whole camp cheers - really you see how they're a family, a community, healing together the best way they know how

Honestly, everything with Jet is great - him actually giving GOOD advice to Katara, making him a real person rather than someone who only cares about himself - I believe this Jet actually cares about Katara the person, not just Katara the weapon

Also the fact that there's only the small hand-brush as a romantic gesture, the rest of Katara and Jet's interactions keep strictly platonic - nowhere near as charged as all Sokka's interactions with Suki and Yue

Katara's mom smiling in the sunrise D;

Zuko's annoyance at Iroh loving the city XD

And Lotus tile reference!!

Sokka's paper bird!!!

And oooohhh here comes the fighting!

Such a great choice to pit the Mechanist (Sokka) against Jet (Katara) where they're BOTH bad! This isn't a one sibling is right scenario - both their new allies are doing bad stuff! Very juicy and great plot thread/theme weaving

"To prove you're a jerk!" "Oh yeah, well I don't need proof of that!!"

Cabbage merchant tease #2!!

SSCCAARRRFF ZUUUTTAARRRAAAAAAAAAAA

"This guy - again?" *rolly eyes*

Sokka's first mad plan!! Riding the crates to the palace!!

The Zuko/Aang fight - beautiful, stunning, stylized, classic

Zuko being beaten by a woman furious that he's hitting a child

"YOU READ MY DIARY!!!!!!!!" sorry, "YOU HAVE MY NOTEBOOK!!"

MY CABBAGEEEEESSSSSS!!!!!!!

Water HAWHIP!!!!

Iroh's first firebending in the show is him using it to draw attention to him so Zuko can escape :( not to harm anyone, but to protect

Aang's little "Uh oh o.o"

This was the first episode where it ended and I thought "I HAVE to watch the next one RIGHT NOW"

Damn you cliffhangers

[Masterlist of my NATLA thoughts]

#natla #avatar the last airbender #netflix avatar #atla #natla spoilers #sokka #katara #aang #jet #the mechanist #omashu

[evsalonyx]

In Which Mai Starts a Fight And Zuko Gets a Letter

This is a Zutara piece I'm working on, hopefully the whole chapter will be on Ao3 soon. Let me know what y'all think!

Edit: Here is the link to chapter one, thanks for the likes!

Under the Southern Moon (3061 words) by Evsalonyx Chapters: 1/7 Fandom: Avatar: The Last Airbender Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Katara/Zuko (Avatar), Sokka/Suki (Avatar), Aang/Toph Beifong Characters: Katara (Avatar), Zuko (Avatar), Sokka (Avatar), Suki (Avatar), Aang (Avatar), Toph Beifong, Hakoda (Avatar), Mai (Avatar) Additional Tags: Zutara Summary: While struggling to lead the Fire Nation forward in the midst of his own stormy relationship with Mai, Fire Lord Zuko gets an invitation to the wedding of an old friend, and he couldn’t be happier for the couple; but when the longing for an old flame long hidden emerge, he must find the courage to defy the path put before him before he loses a chance at his true destiny.

“We don’t need another tax hike, we need to cut spending!” Zuko pinched the bridge of his nose. “I shouldn’t have to remind you all, once again, that we don’t need troops in every corner of the globe anymore, so there’s no reason we can’t afford this!” The heat of his anger rose in his throat. He would rather walk the entire length of the Earth Kingdom on foot than to address the room of stuffy old Fire Nation representatives yet again. 

“Fire Lord Zuko, your majesty,” The man resembled a mean spirited parrowkeet at his seat around the large map in the throne room. “with all due respect, paying reparations to the Earth Kingdom I can understand, but paying out funds to Southern Ice Savages, when they had so little to begin with...”

The flames around Zuko’s throne rose even higher. “You dare speak that way about my friends?”

The man’s eyes went wide. “No-no sir!”

Zuko came down from his throne and extinguished the flames with waves of his hand. “Song, if it were not for the chaos that would ensue, I would have thrown out you and your warhawk friends the moment I was crowned. Remember your precarious position the next time that you think to insult friends of mine. Understand?” His long black hair fell over his shoulders, and he made for an intimidating figure despite his average height. The senator backed down, grumbling into his chair. “I know many of you feel similarly, even if you have the sense to word your opinions in a better way. We are approaching 10 years after the war, how many reparations need to be paid?” He paused, and looked to Mai, who sat with her arms crossed in the chair. Her scowl was as strong as ever. “Ten years of reparations is nothing compared to the devastation we caused by the war, and they have been a large cut into the budget, our economy is booming after a short recession, we are almost at war level production in our factories, and no one is dying for it.” He walked over the map of the world in front  of him. “The reparations are the way the Fire Nation shares its true greatness with the world.”

The meeting adjourned quickly after that. Zuko made his way through the dark red halls to his own chambers. He heard soft footsteps behind him. “Mai.” He looked back and smiled. Ten years had done nothing to soften her stark beauty. “You know that eventually they’re going to get tired of dishing out cash to the commoners, right?” Her voice was as sharp as her blades.

He sighed. Mai taking her father’s place as senator had just resulted in more fights for them.

“I don’t care.”

She slipped her hand into his. “Well, you should. One day some unhappy war hawk is going to put a knife in your side.”

“I’d get rid of every single one of them if I could.”

“And replace them with what? They’re still the most powerful people in the fire nation, it’s not like you can bring in random poor people.” She laughed dryly. “If you’re not careful they might cut the fruit tart and palanquin budget, and we’ll have to go without.”

He turned to her with a half smile. “Is that all you really care about?”

“Of course. Just wait till I’m the Fire Lady, I’ll allocate half the budget to sipping mango margaritas on the beach.” She grabbed his chin to pull him in for a kiss. “Seriously though, when is this charade of reparations going to end? It’s not as if the Southern water tribe has a lot to rebuild, and we could really use a honeymoon palace. This place is too musty.”

He sighed. He was glad she was passionate about something, but that was such an inadequate something that it failed to relieve the growing tension between them.

A stinging pain seared through his scar. He held up his hand as his vision became blurry. “Is everything ok?”

“Just peachy, I think I need to lay down, I’ve got a bad headache.” It wasn’t a total lie, but he wanted to be alone.

She snickered and scrunched her nose. “I know the cure for that, but you have to make me Fire Lady.”

He cracked a smile. “You’ve learned better negotiating techniques since becoming a senator.”

She rolled her eyes at him. 

“We really need more windows in this damn building.” He said as he climbed the stairs towards his chambers. “It’s creepy.”

“I like creepy.”

Suddenly loud footsteps sounded down the hallway. 

“Fire Lord Zuko.” He turned to face the servant. “Yes, Choi?”

“A message has arrived from Master Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe.” He held the blue scroll out towards the firelord.

Zuko grabbed it, secretly hoping for a reason to be far away from the palace, even if it was only mentally.

“It’s a wedding invitation!” He laughed out loud. “He’s finally marrying Suki.” 

“Guess he never patched things up with the Moon.” He thought with a chuckle.

He turned to his servant. “Prepare the airship, and tell Lord Iroh that I wish to speak to him. I will leave tomorrow morning if it can be arranged.” The servant bowed deeply and sprang into action, quickly making his way back down the long hallway.

“You’re not seriously going to the South Pole are you?”

“Yeah, why not?”

“Because it’s cold, and it’s just a dumb water tribe wedding, it’s not even anything important.”

He felt his damaged eye strain to widen. “Sokka is one of my closest friends!”

“He hasn’t been here in, how long? Come on, you’re the Fire Lord, you don’t have to go to a peasant wedding.”

“You don’t have to go if you don’t want to.” That had come out more harshly than he had meant it to. Her eyes widened.

“You mean you want to go without me? I’m crushed.”

“I didn’t say that. Of course I want you there.” He was beginning to feel like he couldn’t win for losing.

“Just say that you want to go fuck some tribal whores, that’s ok.”

“Mai-”

“Forget it, Zuko.”

“Mai, please come with me.” He was pleading at this point.

She sighed. Her striking beauty was evident even in the low fire of the hanging lamps.

“Fine. I’ll go, but don’t expect me to enjoy it.” She gave him a kiss and disappeared down the hallway.

Zuko entered his chamber and shut the door. He threw off his armor and disrobed, welcoming the warm bath that a servant had drawn for him. Nervousness began to replace the happiness in his stomach. “I haven’t seen them in so long.” His thoughts drifted as he put a hand  to a now familiar star shaped scar on his sternum. “I haven’t seen Katara in so long.” He corrected himself. He hadn’t seen her since before she left with Aang for the Southern Air temple five years ago, and then only sporadically. Ten years had done little to stem the thoughts of what they had almost had. He put his hand on his forehead and sighed. It would be hard to see her again, it was always painful to see her with the Airbender. 

“It wasn’t like she had much of a choice.” He reminded himself. Any possibility of eventually being with ‘the avatar’s girl’ had been extinguished from the moment that he saw the ember island play. Aang had gotten so jealous. For Katara to be with him, they risked upsetting the peace they had fought so hard to achieve. He tried to drown the thoughts away by dipping lower into the bathtub.

#zutara #zutara fanfiction #zuko x katara #anti maiko

[krastbannert]

1, 18 for choose violence

the character everyone gets wrong

Am I allowed to say all of them?

Seriously, I have seen so many bad takes about every character. Zuko being a helpless whiny kid, Azula being a crazy murder-hobo, Katara being a homophobic bitch, Sokka being the dumb class clown, Mako being a cheater, Asami only existing for Korra, Aang being a pedophile and a general horrible person, Mai having a heart of stone and not caring about anything, Ty Lee being just a clutzy attention-seeker, Suki doing absolutely nothing in her life, Jet being a cheating bastard who only cares about himself, I have seen bad takes about all of them.

Literally every single character. All of them. Every last one. And it is so. Fucking. FRUSTRATING. I want to just lock the entire fandom in a room sometimes and take all of the characters away from them.

18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...

The Earth Kingdom and its characters. I'm guilty of it, too. But I can't stop thinking about them. I always remember Katara's speech at the floating prison (in the episode they meet Haru), how she talks about how the children of the Water Tribe had been rocked to sleep hearing stories about the Earth Kingdom, about the soldiers who had held the line against impossible odds.

There are so many characters and stories, from the Earth Kingdom Army to the Kyoshi Warriors and Freedom Fighters to the fucking Dai Li. There is so much potential for amazing stories, about prolonged war and the terrible things it does to people, about the glories and heroism of the defenders, and their crimes and changes as a people. There could be stories that are Earth Kingdom-centric, that could tell the stories of a people who fought for a hundred years in a fight they could never win, but tried anyways, and they could be incredible.

But no. The fandom only wants the Fire Nation and the Water Tribes instead.

In my opinion, that's criminal.

The Earth Kingdom deserves more credit, and deserves a lot more writing than I've seen them get.

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Asks came from this ask game!

#krast answers asks #@orangepanic #choose violence ask game #fandom salt #atla #ask game

[the-letter-horror-lover]

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A Black Ghost! by Ghosthunt Kat

Anime » Ghost Hunt Rated: T, English, Supernatural & Romance, Words: 498, Favs: 9, Follows: 11, Published: Jun 13, 2014

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Black Butler

"Sebastian" Ciel called

"Yes, Master?" Sebastian answered back

"Save me now!" Ciel yelled, and with that, Sebastian saved Ciel again from a guy wanting money, willing to kill Ciel

Ghost Hunt

"Mai! Tea!" Called Naru, when she walked in through the door

"Im on it!" Mai yelled, and headed for the kitchen to make Narus tea, when she finished she gave it to Naru, and waited there

"What do you want?" he asked

"Say thank you" Mai said, Naru just looked away from Mai and back to his work

"You know a thank you wouldn't hurt anything!" She yelled, when a client came in, a girl

"Are you S.P.R?" she asked

"Yes" Mai answered, and then the girl came and sat down on the couch

"Well, I-I have a case" she said, and Naru looked up from what he was doing

"Ok, tell us" Naru said

"Well my name is Suki, and weird things have been happening at my house" Suki said

"What kind of things?" Naru asked

"Well like, every now and then objects will be fine, then the next secound they will be floating, and then be thrown, and never found" Suki started "Also we will hear banging, and doors slamming" Suki finished

Naru sat their thinking for a little bit then said "We will take it, prepare us rooms" Naru said, then stood up and went into his office, then Suki turned to Mai

"Thank you, ill see you there!" Suki said and ran out

Mais POV, THE NEXT DAY

We get to the house, and prepare to get started, I set up cameras everywhere, with Yasu's help, and Masako goes around the house to see if she can sense anything, whill John, Monk, and Ayako Help set up the Base.

"Did you finish?" Naru asks me when Yasu and I walk in

"Yes" I say, and sit down, when Masako comes in

"Their is something here, but i can't read what it is" she says, and stands by Naru

"ok" he says, and continues to look at the TV's

After about an hour of research, and questioning its time to go to bed, we are all in are beds when I see a Blue light, in the middle of the floor

"Hey Masako, do you see that?" I ask

"Yes" she answers when Naru, Lin, John, Yasu, and Monk come running in

"What is that?!" Monk asks

"I never seen anything like it" Naru says studying it

"Me either" Yasu says and studies it as well, we sit in silence for awhile starring at it, when it expands, when it does it looks bigger then Lin!

"What the...!" Monk yells, then a bright light shines from it, and everything goes black.

Black Butler, Mai's POV

When my vision comes through, its day, I look around im in a total diffrent room! I see that nobody else is in this room either, then I hear the door open

"Welcome to the Phantomhive Manner"

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The Butler: Variety by bleachfreaknumba1

Anime » Kuroshitsuji Rated: K+, English, Humor & Angst, Ciel P., Sebastian M., Words: 493, Favs: 18, Follows: 16, Published: Sep 1, 2012 Updated: Jun 22, 2017

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AN: First Black Butler Drabble! XD Plz Review!

He was falling. Falling into a dark abyss of despair, grief, and sadness. A single sound echoed in the darkness. A pained and desperate sound, crying out for help. Help that would never come. Lost in the darkness, a light that could never be reached. That, was the meaning of such a vengeful existence.

The morning sun shone brightly through the open window.

"Bocchan," Sebastian's voice intoned softly," it's time for you to wake up."

Groaning softly, Ciel slowly lifted his tired body off the bed and opened his half shut eyes.

"It's a nice day today," Sebastian commented, proceeding to dress the groggy young master.

"There's no need for needless comments Sebastian," Ciel murmured in a commanding sort of voice. Bowing his head, Sebastian said," As you wish."

An awkward silence followed, and soon, Ciel was ready for the day. Standing up, Sebastian excused himself, leaving Ciel to his own devices. For the rest of the day, there was no more voice interaction between the two.

Everything was communicated by glares and grunts, words were unnecessary.

Soon, night was approaching quickly once more, the last rays of sunshine giving off a feeble glow. Ciel wouldn't admit it, but sleep terrified him. Haunting nightmares and horrible memories invaded every night's dreams.

It was an endless and vicious cycle, one that tormented him to no end. That fateful smoke covered night, brought to the forefront of his mind. The horror and realization of what had happened. The demon…. approaching him, offering his undying loyalty in exchange for his soul. The deal that day had sealed his fate. The right path was lost, the darkness swallowing what was left of him.

As these dark thoughts crossed his mind, Sebastian entered the bedroom.

"Young master," he said, a slight questioning tone in his voice.

"Sebastian," Ciel said firmly, covering up any troubled traces on his face," I was beginning to think you would never come." Ignoring the last comment, Sebastian asked," Is something wrong bocchan? Such a troubled face does not suit the young master."

"Nothing is wrong," Ciel said stubbornly, his facial features sharpening in the warm glow of the lamp. Nodding his head in acknowledgement, Sebastian muttered," Good night then young master."

Placing the lamp on the desk next to the bed, he blew the light out. Walking towards the door, he heard a small and timid voice call out to him. "Sebastian," Ciel's voice commanded, his voice shaking with shame and helplessness," stay with me until I'm asleep."

Smiling to himself in the blank darkness Sebastian replied," If this is what the bocchan wants, I have no choice but to comply." Ciel sighed softly, his mind giving in to sleep. That night, there were no nightmares and no horrible memories. For the first time in a long time, Ciel felt something other than pain.

He felt tranquility.

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Black Butler Return: Black Butler's Lady by Kuroshoujo

Anime » Kuroshitsuji Rated: T, Indonesian, Romance & Drama, Sebastian M., Words: 28k+, Favs: 13, Follows: 17, Published: Sep 9, 2013 Updated: Jul 26, 2019

38Chapter 1: Beginning

Whoa! I'm done with my first chapter! Actually this is the second fanfiction in FKI. But the first fanfiction I deleted. Because? One reason: UGLY. Levie looks more like Alois Trancy. I can't imagine Sebastian wanting to serve an employer like that. Brrr.. *sudden goosebumps*.

In this fanfiction , I made a SebastianXOC pair *sorry for fans of SebastianXCiel pair .. I hope you guys like this fanfiction * because I like it. It's not that I hate YAOI or Shonen-Ai.. I like it. I passed it on to my friend. Eehh.. even your friend asked me to help me find the Rated M. So collect it *oops, open the disgrace*. It's just.. I'm more comfortable when Sebastian pairs with a GIRL . A real girl, of course.. Ciel just 'looks like' a pretty girl *gets hit by Ciel*. For those who want to read, please... Review? Please.. Favorite? Wow.. please! Monggo, monggo..! *Really* want to bash?*silent...* yes, yes... but just PM me, I don't want any fuss.

Oops, why is it so long, huh? Yes, just check it out right away!

Black Butler Return!: Black Butler's Lady

Rated: T (maybe in next chapter M? Who knows? Lol)

Genre: Romance, Drama

Cast: Sebastian M.

Disclaimer: Yana Toboso (just for Sebastian Michaelis for this chapter)

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Chapter 1: Beginning

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The hands touched the girl roughly. The girl struggled. squirm. Shout with all your might. But nothing stopped. Her tears were the size of corn kernels incessantly. The girl was panting from exhaustion from screaming since this afternoon. The girl kept on praying to God. To be given a savior to save him. But..

-NOBODY COMES-

The girl gasped. Who said that?

-NOBODY COMES. THAT GOD DOESN'T EXIST-

The girl sighed loudly. The hands were still touching his body. But they did it rudely. He still didn't stop praying to God.

-NO ONE WILL SAVE YOU. ASK ME HELP-

The girl's eyes were getting dull and weak. His breathing is irregular. He continued to pray to God. Looking forward to the help that will come to him.

-STAY WHAT YOU REQUEST. I WILL ACCEPT-

The girl gasped. An old man pulled out a knife that gleamed in the moonlight peeking through the window. The old geezer smirked at the frightened girl. 'What? What are they going to do?!'

-STAY YOUR REQUEST!-

The knife was getting closer to him. And..

JREB!

"AAAAAARRGGGHHHH!" The girl screamed in pain. ' Why? Why is all this happening to me?'

-COME ON, SAY IT..-

"I..." The girl said weakly. "Want to be free."

-ONE MORE TIME-

"I!" said the girl. "WANT TO BE FREE! Free me from the hands of these damn people!"

-GOOD-

A second later, a black shadow suddenly appeared above the girl who was lying down. The people who had touched it were both amazed and frightened to see the shadow.

"He's coming!" cried the man who stabbed the knife at the girl. "I have summoned you! Grant my wish! Grant me wealth and eternal life!"

-YOU CALLED ME, BUT I'M NOT INTERESTED IN YOU-

"Eh?" the man asked. Everyone is silent.

-I WANT THIS GIRL-

The girl trembled. He could see blood red eyes staring at him intently. He looked very scared.

-YOU ALREADY MADE YOUR REQUEST. DO YOU REGRET NOW? NO WAY BACK-

The girl swallowed. In his heart he justifies the word 'something'. He closed his eyes then slowly he opened them and showed his dark black eyeballs and said firmly.

"I won't go back on my word anymore. I want to be free. Kill these people."

Everyone who was there suddenly screamed hysterically. One of them said shakily. "Anyone! Stop that girl!"

-OK, BEFORE I HAVE TO MARK BOTH OF OUR CONTRACTS-

"Just put it down!"

-ANYWHERE?-

"Anywhere!" said the girl.

-OK.. BECAUSE YOU ARE A GIRL.. I WILL MARK ONLY ONE GIRL HAVING THEM-

"You mean..AAAKKKHHHH!" the girl screamed in pain. Signing the contract was very, very painful. More than the stab wound the old man had given him.

-IT'S FINISHED. IT'S TIME TO COMPLETE YOUR APPLICATION Ms.. WHAT'S YOUR NAME?-

"Levie.. Levie Rodrickfille.." the girl replied weakly.

-LEVIE? BEAUTIFUL NAME.. MY LADY..-

"Now.. Hurry! Kill them!"

Suddenly a man in an all-black tailcoat fell from the huge black shadow. Her dark black hair was straight and parted in the middle slowly falling beside her face. His handsome face was decorated with a mysterious smile. His irises were blood red. And now it's starting to turn purple and light up. Slowly he answered his new Lady's orders.. "Yes, My Lady.."

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The sun seemed to be trying to infiltrate through the slits of Levie's eyes. Levi squirmed. Then open his eyes. He is now lying on a bed. The bed in the room in his apartment. He felt very dizzy now. It's like drinking a lot of alcohol.

"Good morning." Said a deep and..sexy (?) voice *well, that's what i imagine about :P i think he has a sexy voice. Kyaa~!*

"Morning." Levi replied. While getting up from his bed and holding his head which still hurts. But.. wait. He thought he was alone in this apartment. Well, he broke up with his ex a month ago and isn't dating anymore. There's no way his ex would come here again. Who is it, then..

"How are you, Miss?"

Levie froze to see a tall, well-built man wearing an all-black tailcoat that wrapped his well-proportioned body. His face was handsome, he knew even though he was currently closing his eyes and smiling sweetly at him.

"Did you sleep well?" asked the man again.

"Y-yes.." Levie answered half consciously.

"I've prepared breakfast for today. Sorry, I can only prepare toast with Miss's favorite blueberry jam . For the drink I prepared Chamomile tea. "

Levie shook his head vigorously. "N-nothing. Toast is enough."

"Good. I'll go shopping for extra food for lunch and dinner later."

"I-iya."

"Oh, I have something to say, Miss. Since I feel that Miss is still not well, I presumptuously asked permission from Harry Accounting where Miss works. I'm sorry."

"It's okay. No.. Nothing.."

"Okay. Do you want to take a warm bath? I think it's good to recover your strength a bit."

"Warm water.. Not a bad idea.." said Levie still feeling airy. He was still feeling dizzy, so he didn't want to think about complicated things right now.

"Okay. I'll get it ready soon."

Levi nodded resignedly. Then the man left the room. Levie felt his soul was still floating somewhere. He was still thinking about last night.

Last night.. he.. felt like he couldn't sleep on a soft bed like this. That place.. Louder. No, very hard. Like wood maybe? And... it's dark all around. Only the light from the torches around him illuminated him. There was a strange symbol... Like a ritual symbol he had seen in a book of fortune-telling that he accidentally found in the state library.

Then.. there are people who wear masks and smile strangely at him..

"Miss, the warm water is ready." Said the man, who had suddenly entered his room.

"O-okay. Thank you."

Levie got up from his bed and headed for the bathroom. It's true what the man said, the warm water is ready..

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"Are you feeling better, Miss?" asked the man who was now standing next to Levie who was sitting at the table eating toast with blueberry jam .

Levi nodded. Then sip the tea. After that he put down his cup and sighed.

"Enak."

"That's good then. Miss want to rest again?"

Levi nodded.

"Okay. Let's go to Miss's room.."

"Wait!" cut Levi.

"Yes? What's the matter, Miss?"

"There's something I want to ask you."

"Please ask anything, Miss."

Levi was silent for a moment. He stared intently at the handsome man in front of him.

"Who are you?"

Silence for a moment. The man still didn't answer. The man was still staring at his master flatly. While Levie was still looking at the man expectantly, waiting for an answer from him.

Finally the man replied, "I'm just a butler ."

"But I don't feel like having a butler ." Levi said.

The man smiled. "Maybe you forgot because you were too shocked by what happened yesterday."

"Yesterday? What happened?" Levie furrowed his brows, confused.

"Where's the earth?"

Levie tried to remember. but finally he nodded his head "I guess so.."

The man smirked. "Try to remember again."

Levi frowned. Trying to remember. yes, he's starting to remember.. Masked guys.. sticking out their hands to Levie. Levi shouted. The hands did not stop touching Levie's body. They grinned in satisfaction while Levie wept and drenched in sweat.

Then, one of them, an old man, took out a knife. Then.. Stabbed him.. He screamed in pain. But they just laughed seeing him helpless. Levie screamed for help. Then.. he made a wish. And.. The black shadow came. Make a contract.. Then.. Kill them all..

"You..." Levi said. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, that's right. I'm the demon you asked for your favor."

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"I-devil?" Levie's lips trembled as he spoke. The handsome creature in front of him is a demon?!

"Ya, benar."

"Impossible.."

"Impossible?" man..no, the demon raised his eyebrows. "You called me without knowing who I really am?"

"How would I know? Baka! At that time.. I just thought, anyone is fine.. As long as they can save me.."

The handsome devil chuckled.

"Why are you laughing?!" Levi protested.

"Then it's fine, Miss." The demon said while putting on an annoying look. "You said, 'anyone's fine', didn't you?"

Levie looked at him blankly. "You are right."

"Are you sorry?" asked the devil.

Levie looked at him for a moment. "No.. Not anymore.."

"Very well then. Well, now please rest, Miss."

"Oh wait, demon." chirp Levie.

"Ya?"

"What's your name?"

The devil smiled. "Anyone you want."

"Emm.." Levie seemed to think for a moment. "What if.. Sebastian.. Sebastian Michaelis..?"

The demon who had been given the name Sebastian Michaelis positioned his hands on his chest and squatted down with one knee touching the floor. His body is positioned slightly bent. He grabbed his master's hand with his white glove covered hand and kissed his master's hand.

"Fine. From now on, my name is Sebastian Michaelis."

Levie withdrew his hand with a straight face. "Yeah.. By the way. I've had enough rest. I want to get out and get some fresh air."

"But your condition is still..."

"This is an order." Levi said.

Sebastian didn't object. "Yes, my lady."

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Bonus story: Towards the name 'Sebastian Michaelis'.

"Anyone you want." The devil smiled.

"Emm.." Levie berpikir. "Amy?"

"Er.. I thought it was a girl's name."

"You're right. Donald Duck?"

"Anda yakin?"

"No, no. I'm kidding. I don't want to have a butler named duck. David Beckam? Obama? Charles? Liverpool? Aming? Ponari? Joko Bodo?"

"Uh.. You don't have to decide now.."

"Aahh! Shut up! I don't want to summon 'devil, devil' for the rest of my life!" Levie looked around him. Trying to find inspiration. Then his attention was drawn to his can of blueberry jam . The branded 'DanisH'.

"This is it! I've decided.. Sebastian Michaelis! Yes, that's your name, Sebastian Michaelis!"

What exactly does it have to do with it.. Well never mind..., thought the demon, letting out a resigned sigh.

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2: Love is Sick

Hello, hello~ I'm back! At the beginning of the appearance of this fanfiction , I already received.. ONE review! Oh My God! I'm so happy! Thanks to Kagamine Micha! Er.. By the way, for your review answer.. I will explain here. And also.. sorry if there is an M rating even though at a glance *grins lewdly* kekekeke... that's okay, rather than a lot of cursing, capcuss~!

Black Butler Return!: Black Butler's Lady

Rated: T (maybe in next chapter M? Who knows? Lol)

Genre: Romance, Drama

Cast: Sebastian M., Levie Rodrickfille

Disclaimer: Yana Toboso (just for Sebastian Michaelis for this chapter)

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Chapter 2: Love is Sick

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"Are you sure you want to go now?" Sebastian asked when they were in the car.

"Do I have to repeat myself again, Sebastian?!" cursed Levi.

Sebastian bowed his head. " My Apologized ."

"Hn." Levi mumbled. Then threw his face out the car window.

"Where are we going now, Young Mistress ?"

Levie menyipitkan mata pada Sebastian. "Young Mistress? Am i younger than you?"

"I can't say no, Miss."

Levie memutar bola matanya. Dasar iblis. "Whatever. Bring me wherever you want me to go."

"How about to go to hell, young mistress?" Goda Sebastian, yang dibalas delikan mata Levie.

"No kidding!"

Sebastian smirked. "I'm not kidding, Miss. You'd better be more careful in giving orders."

Levi snorted. "I want to go somewhere quiet, and cool," he said.

"Yes, My Lady."

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"Ini.."

"The grassy fields are the inspiration for the famous painting, 'Lembayung Twilight', Miss." Sebastian said.

Levi was amazed. What Sebastian said was true. There are indeed a lot of weeds in this field... weeds of course, but this place is beautiful. Very beautiful. It's hard to describe in words, but Levie really admits this place is very beautiful indeed.

"Miss, do you want to rest here?" Sebastian asked.

"Okay.." Levie said as he prepared to sit down.

"Ah, wait, Miss!" stop Sebastian. Levie frowned with a questioning look at him. But that view was answered by Sebastian who suddenly took out a cloth for the seat and spread it next to Levie..

"How did you..."

"A butler must prepare everything well. I have also prepared provisions." Sebastian said while showing the picnic basket that had appeared out of nowhere.

"Are we going on a picnic?" said Levie sarcastically. Then sat down on the cloth, followed by Sebastian, who was now sitting next to him.

Levie looked at the scene that was now right in front of him in disbelief.

' Agreement with the devil? Can it be trusted? But that's how I am now. Make a pact with the devil. And the contract is marked on my chest. Yes, my CHEST. I just found out in the shower earlier. Turns out he's a perverted demon too. And at the end of the contract , my soul will be eaten by him.'

Suddenly Levie remembered something. He then turned his gaze to Sebastian.

"Sebastian." Call Levi.

"Yes, Young Mistress?"

"We made a contract, didn't we? What exactly... Our contract? Explain it to me. I really don't remember it."

"Oh, about that." Sebastian said. "I remember you asking me two things. One, you want to be free. Two, I must fulfill all your orders until you voluntarily let me take your soul."

"I see.. But.. It might take you a long time, Sebastian. Humans are greedy, won't be satisfied with a mere wish or two."

Sebastian smiled. A (obviously) smile made. "Maybe to Oujou-sama — no , human, it feels long. But to me it's just a blink of an eye."

Levi smiled sarcastically. "Very well, then I shall satisfy myself with the wishes which I shall give you later."

" Yes , young mistress.. Please give orders and I will always be by your side forever."

"Error." Sergah Levie. "Until my soul is eaten by you."

"I think it's better to call it 'till the end'."

"Whatever. I'm going to bed." Levie said as he lay down on the mat. Sebastian quickly tucked a pillow under Levie's head before he lay down.

"Rather than a butler , you are more suitable for me to name Doraemon." Levi said.

"Doraemon? Apa itu?"

"The future cat robot that can take out sophisticated tools from its thin pouch. He came from the future to help the human child who is always careless named Nobita. He came to change his future." Levie explained while still lying down and looking at Sebastian 's ruby .

"So funny. Change the future? That's impossible. What a stupid cartoon."

"But I like it. Is that stupid?"

Sebastian looked at Levie for a moment then answered with his usual smile. "Of course not, miss."

Levi snorted. "What a sweet word. I thought I should give you one more order."

"Apa itu, Nona?"

"Never lie to me. It's enough for humans to lie to me, no need to add demons. Troublesome."

Sebastian chuckled. "Yes, my lady."

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"I've prepared Chicken Alfredo for dinner with Blueberry Creamy Milk Pudding for dessert ."

Levie muttered before starting to eat the food.

"Nice." His comment after eating one mouthful.

"Thank you." Sebastian bowed his head.

"You're not eating?" asked Levi.

"I don't need to eat, Miss." Sebastian replied with his characteristic smile.

"I shouldn't have asked."

Sebastian didn't answer. He was still standing next to Levie until Levie finished his meal. After that, Sebastian took the dirty dishes from the food to the sink and washed them.

Levie watched Sebastian who was still washing. He saw the body behind him had a proportional and well-built posture. It fits his..(Levie a bit hard to admit) handsome face. Levie was willing to bet, if he applied for a job in Hollywood. He will immediately be given a job as the main character of a film.

"Hey Sebastian." Call Levi.

Sebastian stopped his washing for a moment then turned to his young mistress . "Yes?"

"Is.. the figure I see now is your true form?"

Sebastian rolled his eyes for a moment. Then smiled faintly. "Of course not, miss."

Levi nodded. "I already guessed."

"What's wrong, young mistress ?" Sebastian asked who had finished washing and was now walking towards his young mistress .

"No.. I was just thinking.. Your appearance is fake.."

"Then?" Sebastian leaned his face into Levie's. His face was so close that Levie could feel his breath. "Does that weigh you down? Or do you prefer the 'real' me?"

Levie smiled while still looking at Sebastian's face. " Yeah , it's better this way."

"Good. I can't imagine your expression when you see my 'real' figure." Sebastian chuckled.

"You demon." Levie took his eyes off Sebastian and took a sip of the tea in the cup in front of him.

"But, Miss." Levi turned. Sebastian brought his lips to Levie's ear. "Even though it's fake, but I can give 'happiness' to a lady like you, just like a real man."

Levie smiled meaningfully. "Happiness in what?"

Sebastian blinked an eye as he put his index finger to his lips. "Do you want me to explain it as well as 'practice' it?"

"Tch." Levi smirked. "You perverted demon."

Sebastian smiled sweetly. "I'm just a butler , miss."

"Ya, ya.. Whatever."

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Levi's cell phone rings. He groped his pants pocket and took out his cellphone. He saw the name on the screen. Katherine William Jr. Levi gulped. His cellphone never picked up. He just stared at his cell phone which never stopped ringing.

"Why didn't you pick it up, Miss?" Sebastian asked.

Levi didn't answer. He hesitated whether to answer or not. But if not answered..

"Hello?" Levie finally answered the phone. There was a sigh of relief from the other side.

"Finally you picked it up. I thought you were fine. You're all right, aren't you, Vie?"

"No.. I'm fine." Levi said coldly.

There was a heavy sigh from Katherine. "Do you still hate me?"

"Who said I hated it?" Levie said in an even tone.

"Oh, come on." Katherine sulked. "I've been with you since birth. I know you more than anyone. Even more than our mothers. Come on, explain your problem."

"Kath, I'm not in the mood to talk about this right now. I suddenly don't feel well."

"Really? Then I'll be there with William.."

"I said no!" cut Levi. " Please, Kath. I don't want to argue with you. Please listen to me just this once."

Katherine was silent for a moment before saying in a hoarse voice. "Okay.. If you need me. Just call, and I'll immediately go there ."

"Hmm." Levi mumbled. Phone disconnected. By Katherine.

Levie threw his cellphone carelessly on the dining table. He then got up from the chair and threw himself on the sofa. Then covered his eyes with his left arm. Her body trembled as if she was crying, but without a sound.

Sebastian paused for a moment looking at his master. Then he walked to the closet and took a blanket and brought it to Levie.

"You can catch a cold if you sleep here." Sebastian said as he covered Levie.

Levi didn't budge. She's still crying.

"Finally you cry too." Sebastian said. It made Levie turn to him with his eyes wet with tears that had not yet dried.

"Maksudmu?"

"Well.. Once you realize you've made a contract with me.. Normally humans would cry first out of a little regret. Strangely, you only cried after being contacted by—your brother." Sebastian said.

Levie looked away from Sebastian. "Why should I cry over that? After all, I have agreed to a contract with you."

"Then why are you crying—because of your brother?"

"Why should I explain it to you?" said Levie hoarsely.

"Because I feel you need to explain. So that your stifling feelings that have been piling up are a little less." Sebastian replied calmly.

Levie turned his body towards Sebastian who was kneeling next to him. "This might be a little boring and cliché..."

Sebastian looked deeply into Levie's brown eyes . "I'll listen until you're done talking."

"Well..." Levie sighed. "It all started, maybe, when we were both born. Born almost at the same time. And she was given a name that was longer than mine. Katherine Cordelia Rodrickfille. As for me, Levie Ethel Rodrickfille. Even though we were twins, we were different. Kath had mom's blue eyes and daddy's blonde hair. My mother's jet black hair and father's brown eyes are the complete opposite, even though our facial lines are similar.

Everyone, love Kath more. But I don't care. I was like, 'It's okay. After all, what to pay attention to? Better be alone. I can be free!' But that thought fell apart since William came in. He changed my world. And sadly, Kath's world too. Even though I was the first to meet William.. First I realized my feelings for William were love.. But I was also the first one.. Who knew, William liked Kath. And to this day, I still love William and hate Kath."

Levi was silent for a moment. His eyes wandered. Sebastian was still seriously watching him. His hand wrapped in his white glove now gripped Levie's right hand gently.

"I'm stupid, aren't I? Liking someone like that.. The one who's obviously going to like Kath. Turns out love is painful, I'm.. will never be loved." Levi's eyes filled with tears.

"Miss is right." Sebastian said.

The tears that were stuck in the corners of his eyes seemed to evaporate. "What do you mean?"

"Miss is right that love is painful. No love has a happy ending. Nothing. Everything has to end painfully."

Levi's eyes narrowed. Then smiled weakly. "You are right."

"So." Sebastian wiped Levie's tears from the corners of Levie's eyes with his finger. "Don't cry over stupid things about love like this again. You have to be strong. Because you.."

Sebastian kissed Levie's hand. "Is my employer." he continued.

Levie smiled once more. "You're right, Sebastian. No doubt about it."

Sebastian smiled back at his master. "Do you want to sleep here or in the room? I see you are very sleepy."

"Here, please." Levie said as he stretched out on the sofa.

"Well." Sebastian stood up and bowed to Levie. "Good evening Miss."

Levie's voice was slightly weak. "Good evening, Sebastian."

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. 3: Charming Butler

Flash update! Yaa~! I'm coming again! Although the review is a bit.. I continue to update. Hehehe.. after all, I'm not looking for reviews, I made this story to make my imagination explode about Sebastian who is well, soooo charming! Kyaaa~~! I love him!

Erm, well, before you read this story, I want to explain about the background change. In chapter 1, I explained in this fanfiction , Levie lives in an apartment. But considering it feels like the setting doesn't fit this chapter . So I changed the background to a pith house! Uh, plot, deng! Hehe.. of course, I will edit the first chapter later. I just want to explain to readers who (probably) have been following this story from the first unedited chapter .

Oh yes, there is another addition from me. It's true, this FF is really semi-M.. But I still don't feel comfortable with M. I don't have any intention of making a scene with Sebastian and Levie who... err.. if you know what I mean . Unfortunately, there is no TM rate, right? If there is, I'll use that one. Hehe..

Yaa~ Anyway , thank you for those who have reviewed this fanfiction , whoever you are, and wherever you are, don't forget whenever and however you read this fanfiction . I will try to keep fighting to finish this fanfiction until the end! Happy reading !

^Rhaa^

Black Butler Return!: Black Butler's Lady

Rated: T (maybe in next chapter M? Who knows? Lol)

Genre: Romance, Drama

Cast: Sebastian M., Levie Rodrickfille

Disclaimer: Yana Toboso (just for Sebastian Michaelis for this chapter)

Warning: OOC, typo, Not Clear (GeJe :P), Location Not Real

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Chapter 3: Charming Butler

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" Morning, young mistress. Today is a sunny day. Perfect for those of you who are going back to work today." Sebastian said, pouring Blueberry Tea into Levie's cup.

"Hmm." Levie muttered seriously looking at his cell phone , reading the news over the internet. Levie rarely read the newspaper. He then took a sip of his tea slowly.

"I called Harry Accounting and told him you could start work today."

"Hmm." Levie muttered again. Still looking at his cell phone

"Since I think your condition is still not recovered, today I will take you to pick you up."

"Hm." Gumam Levie. Lagi.

Sebastian frowned at his master. Then he smiled and said, "Once upon a time there was a kind old man. He..."

"What do you mean, Sebastian?" cut Levi. He frowned at Sebastian in confusion.

"Ah .. It turns out you listened to me, Miss."

Levi sighed. "Of course I'm listening to you. I'm just.. Lazy to talk."

Sebastian smiled his trademark smile. "Then are you ready to go, Miss?"

"Yes.. Let's go." Levie put down his cup and got up from the chair.

Sebastian crossed his right arm over his chest and bowed. "Yes, my lady."

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"It's here, Miss. I'll pick you up at .."

"Three. Just pick me up at three."

Sebastian nodded. "Well."

Levie got out of the car and entered his office. After confirming his employer had entered the office, Sebastian immediately launched his car into the shopping area of ​​Savannah Ally. Bought some groceries for lunch and dinner later.

Arriving at Savannah Ally, Sebastian parked the car and took the notebook Levie had given him this morning and checked the groceries he wanted to buy. He examined one by one line containing the names of food ingredients. Every now and then he crossed out or changed the ingredients for the food that Levie wrote because he thought they were unnecessary or not needed at this time.

Sebastian continued to research until at the end of the line he saw Levie's handwriting which read,

Menswear.

Sebastian frowned. Since when did Miss want to wear men's clothes? Then he saw the additional sentence beside the sentence.

Buy clothes for yourself. The clothes of the century. Don't buy that kind of tailcoat. But a tuxedo is fine too.

Sebastian smiled. He then took Levie's old type of cellphone that was given to him this morning (even though Sebastian initially refused. After all, Sebastian would come if Levie called him). He then dialed the only number in his phone book. Levi's number.

"Hello?" Levie's voice came from the other side.

"You're so kind." Sebastian said, matter-of-factly.

"I've always been good." Levie PD said.

"Really? Then, thank you, young mistress . I will give you a present in return."

"Gift? What gift?" asked Levie curiously.

"Something special and secret." Sebastian said in a perverted tone.

"Ck. It's up to you. As long as it's not a gift related to your lewd nature, lewd devil." Levie sneered.

Sebastian tertawa kecil. "As you wish, young mistress."

" Good . Bye, Sebastian." Levie hung up the phone.

"Now." Sebastian got out of the car. He smoothed his tailcoat. " Time to shop. "

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"Sebastian.. What is this?" asked Levie, in front of his office. He had been picked up by Sebastian who was already wearing the "clothes of the century". A black Levi's t-shirt and jacket complete with black skinny jeans with a black glove on his left hand to cover the contract.

Sebastian rolled his eyes. Acting plain. "What is it, Miss?"

"That's..." Levie pointed to a car full of plastic bags filled with fruit, cooking ingredients, and several bags of clothes that filled the back seat.

"What did you pay for it?! I'm not sure the money I gave you would be enough to buy all this!" Cerocos Levie.

"Ah, take it easy, Miss." Sebastian smiled sweetly. "The money that Miss gave is still a lot left, really."

"Then? Where did all this stuff come from? Don't tell me you.." Levie immediately imagined a fierce, grumpy demon and asked the shops for goods.

Sebastian laughed at Levie's expression. "No, no, Miss. I didn't even do anything."

"Huh? How come?"

"Well.. The owners of the shops who gave me these items initially called me. And when I turned and smiled at them, they immediately gave these items to me." Sebastian said casually.

Levie gaped at that. From the story, it was clear they gave the items because they were fascinated by him. Maybe this includes the crime of blackmail too, in another sense..

"Miss.. Can we go home now? I think it's getting crowded here."

Levie looked around and was surprised. Sebastian was right. People who were mostly women surrounded Levie and Sebastian. There's no need to guess why they got together. Levie faintly heard someone say "Is he an artist? So handsome.." ( well, if I met Sebastian on a city street like that, I'd say that too.. LOL. xD)

Levie flinched when someone touched his shoulder. And when he turned his head, he found a mischievous grin from Merry, his co-worker and several other co-workers. Joe, Vicky, Rose, and Edward.

"Who is he? Your boyfriend? Why didn't you tell us, huh?" Merry cerocos straight away.

"Eh.. No.. You're wrong.. It's not what you think.." Levie tried to explain.

"Wow, congratulations, Levie." Joe said.

"Aiihh.. he's so damn sexy! How dare you to not tell me 'bout this sexy guy, Levie!" jerit Vicky, yang memang menyukai "sejenis"nya.

"Rose didn't expect you to have a new boyfriend, Levie.. Rose is so happy." Rose said. With a faint smile that could hardly be called a smile.

Edward menyahut dengan cengiran mesum. "So, what have you done with that guy, huh?"

Levi 's speechless . Don't know what to say. Suddenly Sebastian grabbed his arm and pulled him into the car.

"Sebas.."

"Let's go home, Miss." Sebastian smiled. "Later, the tea I have prepared will be cold, young mistress ."

"Tch." Levi snorted. So what is he worried about tea? Devil bastard.

.

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"So how is it, Miss?" Sebastian asked as he poured tea into Levie's cup who was enjoying Sebastian's 'gift'. Sebastian's Special Gateau Chocolate .

"What do you mean by that?" Levie glanced at Sebastian.

"Well.. About our relationship. How would you explain it."

Levi clicked his tongue. He's right. It cannot be hidden forever. There was no way he would stay silent and run away constantly if asked such a question.

"I don't know. I don't know what to tell them either." Levie massaged his now throbbing head.

"Miss.." Sebastian said in his soft and deep voice. "I have an idea."

Sebastian approached Levie from behind. His hand touched Levie's shoulder gently. He brought his face close to Levi's head. Levie's warm breath was clearly felt. His hand slowly stroked Levie's shoulder and moved to Levie's cheek and rubbed it gently. He then brought his lips to Levi's ear.

"How about you say we're really lovers?" whispered Sebastian.

Levi gulped. Unlucky. Man.. Uh, this devil..

"Not a bad idea. But, no, thanks. "

" I see ." Sebastian said while still not distancing himself from Levie. In fact he was now wrapping his arm around Levie's neck.

"Sebastian.." Levie asked hoarsely.

"Yes?" Sebastian sighed.

"Can you not get rid of that perverted nature of yours? It's disgusting. " Levie said flatly.

Sebastian then took his hands and face away from Levie. "I'm sorry, Miss." He bent down.

"Remember." Levie turned to Sebastian and signaled him to come closer. He then brought his right hand to Sebastian's forehead and flicked his white forehead. Sebastian widened his eyes, looking at Levie who looked at him coldly. "You're just a butler . Don't do that again. This is an order!"

Sebastian bowed with an unreadable face. "Yes, my lady."

.

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Levie clasped his hands looking at Sebastian who was washing the dishes after his dinner. The burly body was being so seriously washed that he (probably) didn't notice Levie staring at him almost unblinkingly.

Levie thought, after he had flicked her earlier, Sebastian never spoke to him when he didn't have to. Well , that's actually good. Considering he was only a butler , but Levie felt strange about this silence. And that's kind of weird for him, considering he's actually used to... silence.

His eyes wandered for a moment as his brain suddenly recalled the silence. Then he glanced at the laundry and saw that Sebastian was no longer there.

W-so fast.. Levie thought.

Levie then looked around and couldn't find the tall, sturdy figure anywhere.

"Sebastian." Call Levi. He didn't come. Not even answering.

"Sebastian!" called Levie again, louder. Okay, now he's starting to panic. Was the demon mad at him? Which means.. He's going to eat his soul right now?! Hell no, he still doesn't want to die!

"Sebastian!" Levie got up from his dining table chair and walked out of the dining room into the living room. There isn't any. Maybe on the second floor!

Levie rushed up the stairs and headed straight for Sebastian's room which was next to his. He opened the door.. Uh, the door is locked?

"Damn it. At this time why is the door locked?!" Levie remembered when Sebastian had told him not to enter his room carelessly. But he's the master and the owner of this house. Can't you enter the room?

Feeling his efforts were in vain, Levie chose to leave. Who knew he was out there? Levie rushed to the front door and opened it. And he found the figure he was looking for was standing with his back to him wearing a thick black jacket. His hands were tucked into his jacket pockets. Her straight black hair swayed in the night breeze. His cold smile as cold as the night adds to its own charm.

Levie felt his heart pounding. Why? Even though he had been able to handle Sebastian's charm and responded coldly. Why..

"Se.." Levie tried to call Sebastian. For some reason his breath hitched. The words stuck in his throat. His heart was still beating for some reason. He froze in place. He looked at Sebastian who was still standing as if enjoying the night breeze.

Sebastian suddenly glanced to his right and ran towards it. Levi flinched. Then chase Sebastian who is now in the right corner of the garden of his house. And then Sebastian...

"You are very beautiful." Sebastian said. "Your beautiful and slender body also looks lithe it really amazes me. How can there be a creature as beautiful as you?"

Levi was silent. Gaze.

"Ooh.. Let me hug your beautiful body. Let me touch every inch of your body."

"Se-Sebastian..?" tanya Levie gugup. "I.. tu.. KUCING, kan?"

But Sebastian didn't seem to hear. He still continued to praise the cat he was hugging. "Smooth fur, sharp and beautiful claws. Shining eyes. Ooh.. Beautiful you."

Levie's legs felt weak. She was completely speechless to Sebastian now. He didn't know what to do.

"Ah, young mistress . Why are you sitting there?" Sebastian asked. Who finally noticed Levie's presence.

"You... like cats?" Levie asked weakly, pointing at the cat.

"Oh, this?" Sebastian said as he looked at the cat in his arms. "Yes. I love it. This beautiful creature.." Sebastian's face turned red. Levie stared at him even more. Sebastian.. blushing in front of the cat?

Levie was getting weaker. While the white cat with brown and black patterns looks a little confused.

"Nona.."

"Hmm?" mumbled Levie unenthusiastically.

"Can I bring him in? He seems cold.

Levie looked at Sebastian for a moment. Then he took a deep breath. " Whatever . Oh yeah, I called you. Why didn't you come, or at least answer my call?"

"Oh that. Because I don't think Miss is in a pinch." Sebastian smiled calmly.

Levie's facial muscles tightened. He glared at Sebastian. Then he snorted. "Tsk, never mind, I want to sleep." Levie said as he tried to stand up, but because he was still weak, he fell.

"Miss!" Sebastian walked over to Levie. The cat was still in his arms.

"I'm fine." Levi said. Unlucky. I worried about him earlier.. No, my life. But he even said not to insist and even made out with the cat? And why am I so weak?

Sebastian held Levie's hand, helping him to his feet. He felt Levie's hand that was already very cold.

"Please hold this cat first." Sebastian said as he handed the cat over to Levie who was already standing. Then he took off his jacket and put it on Levie. "You're cold. Come on in. I'll make you some hot tea. Oh yes, where's the cat. Let me bring it."

Levie looked at Sebastian for a moment. Then stepped ahead of Sebastian while still holding the cat.

"I don't want to. Leave me alone. This cat looks cold. Even though it's cold, I'm still warmer than you, Sebastian."

Sebastian's eyes narrowed. He then laughed a little. " As you wish, young mistress ." He then walked after Levie.

Arriving at the front door..

"But just so you know. I can give you warmth too. like a human."

"It's enough, there's no need to continue your words. I already know where your words are going." Levie said bluntly, leading Sebastian into the house.

"Come on, Miss. Don't be like that." Seduce Sebastian.

"Enough, enough! Don't talk like that again! You perverted demon!"

"I'm just a butler, Miss."

"Arrrgghh!" cried Levie in annoyance.

"Nona? Ada apa?"

"Alright, just close the door!"

"Baik, Nona."

The door is closed.

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Oh my gosh.. Sebastian is such a pervert, isn't he? I'm the one who made it until I'm just the same person. But still love it~! Oh, yes, thank you to Kagamine MiCha, for being the first reader to make this FF a Favorite! (I just found out, when I was about to finish this chapter .

For Hwang Mayumi, the rating is M... I'll think about it first, because if I write the rating M, the reader will be disappointed if there is no "something" scene. *plaque.

For Najla, what do you want to see the M rate looks like, hayo? There are many kinds of M rating, some say M rating because the language is a bit 'deep', some because there are many violent scenes, some are.. well, "that's it" *grins lewdly*

Then lastly.. Nana-chan Love Naruto, I also want to be entertained Sebas-chan's eyeballs immediately form love* here's the update!

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Wow! Record! Record! Two chapters completed in less than twenty-four hours! Consider it a bonus, yes reader! Wait for one chapter, get two! Hehe..

Is anyone waiting for the new chapter ? Ohh.. Of course there is, right? Yes no? *Ge-eR Mode: On*

In this chapter , the story progress begins. Yes.. Levie can't just continue to be a princess who is served by a perverted butler like Sebastian. Hehehe.. You have to give an opponent or a target! let's have fun! There were punches, stabs, gunfire, bombs... from car bombs to bombs in the river *plakk* Kekekeke.. Well.. obviously, I've been trying to finish this chapter . Pray for this fanfiction to continue, OK?

Well, anyway, as usual, I'm no good at small talk. So .. happy reading!

Black Butler Return!: Black Butler's Lady

#black butler fanfiction

[backhurtyy]

[Short ID: A digital portrait of the main characters from Avatar: the Last Airbender set against a blue-gray background. The characters are divided into two rows. From left to right on the top: Suki, Zuko, and Sokka are drawn from the chest up. From left to right on the bottom: Toph, Mai, Aang, and Katara are drawn from the waist up. They are all surrounded by fog. In between the two rows of characters is the title of the fic: never shall we die, by zukosadragon-ace. The artist’s signature in the lower right corner reads hiraethia. End ID]

never shall we die

“Yes, about the day we met. Do you remember it?”

“How could I ever forget, Mister Huo?”

He chuckled and, a smile playing at his lips and sincerity shining in his eyes, asked, “Sokka, how many times must I ask you to call me Zuko?”

“At least once more, Mister Huo. As always.”

or,

A Zukka Pirates of the Carribean AU, featuring infamous pirate Suki Suzume, governor’s nephew Zuko Huo, blacksmith Sokka Amarok, cursed treasure, and a whole lot of pining.

- written for the @atla18bigbang | beta’d by @beachytablecloth | art by @hi-raethia - teen and up | ~70k words | updating weekly on saturdays - NOW COMPLETE

chapters: prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 art: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7

more detailed image description under the cut

[Long ID: Top row: Suki is looking to the viewer’s left with a smirk on her face. She is dressed in a white shirt, green vest, and dark brown coat with gold patterning resembling Kyoshi Warrior armor. She has a gold earring, faint scarring on her cheek, two bandoliers across her chest, and is wearing a green bandana under a brown tricorn hat. In the middle is Zuko, dressed in a maroon vest with a white undershirt. He has long hair blowing over his right shoulder. He looks forward with a determined expression, and around his neck is a golden pirate’s yuan. On the right is Sokka, dressed in his book 3 clothing with his sword strapped to his back. He faces the viewer’s right and looks to the front with a smile.

Bottom row: Toph is dressed in her canon clothing with gold rimming around her collar and a green bandana. She stares ahead at the viewer with her arms crossed, grinning. Next to her is Mai, dressed in a black hat and dark maroon shirt with Fire Nation armor over her chest, shoulders, and forearms. a sword is strapped to her hip as she raises an arm with three daggers between her fingers, and she has a stern expression. Beside her is Aang, with his hand outstretched toward the viewer with a wide grin. he is tanner, with scarring across his right eyebrow and cheeks. He is wearing a gold earring, orange vest, and yellow shirt with a red sash around his waist. On the far right is Katara, unsheathing a sword with a smirk. She is wearing her book 3 clothing with a braid swinging over her shoulder, and has white arm wraps around her forearms. End ID]

#ITS HERE!!!!! #prologue today and then chapter one is coming on saturday!!!! #everyone who said that i was their potc mutual??? how right you were.... #you have NO clue how excited i am to share this with you all. ive been sitting on this for MONTHS #kai and i.... we been scheming lemme tell you #ALSO SPEAKING OF KAI. LOOK AT THIS COVER. LOOK. AT. IT. ISNT IT AMAZING????? DOESNT IT MAKE YOU CRAZY?????? #IVE BEEN LOOKING AT THIS EVERYDAY FOR MONTHS JUST WAITING TO POST IT #OBSESSED WITH IT. IT NEVER GETS OLD #THEIR DESIGNS ARE ALL JUST. SO GOOD. #KAI YOU DID SUCH A GOOD JOB BRINGING THEM TO LIFE FOR ME IM SO SO THANKFUL FOR YOU #I THINK ABOUT MAI AND SUKI EVERY SINGLE DAY #god i just. it's a whole ass movie poster. #anyways this fic is my baby and it is dedicated to kai and terra and jo and every single person who has ever wanted a potc zukka au #hopefully it doesn't disappoint <3 #special thanks to rebagals and jo for letting me use them as my rubber ducks and to brooke for being an amazing beta!! so grateful for yall #also the cut is only under the id because of how long it is... i went back and forth over how to do it and this is what i decided on #im really sorry if it was the wrong choice #okay ill stop screaming in the tags now lmaooooo... im just super excited to share this #never shall we die #nswd #zukka x potc #atla18bb #and this is kai art so- #rebagals #id under the cut #ellen.fic

[spideyanakin]

Reunited

Zuko x Fire nation!Reader

Synopsis - Working at the boiling rock, you didn't think you would meet prince Zuko again there

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Zuko Masterlist 🌻

All you mostly did was the same boring routine.

Wake up, shower, eat, try to prevent fights (whether it was between inmates and other inmates or between guard and inmates), eat, watch for fights again, eat and sleep.

Over and over.

Every day like an infernal loop of the same events. The same sun rising over the boiling rock. Just like the same moon passing through the sky at night.

Ever since Prince Zuko was exiled, your life had done a 180. You went from sticking to his side every minute of everyday. To spending early breakfast, to training together with him. Rumours of a potential future royal wedding even flying around the nation as the days went by and the friendship you had built only strengthened. He was your other half, as the poets would say.

And every single day was a painful remember that you weren’t able to follow him when he was exiled.

"Zuko wait!" As he was about to head towards his boat - ready to leave you for ever, you ran to him. You couldn't live with yourself if you never told him, or didn't hold him in your arms one more time.

He didn't have time to respond before he was met with your body crashing into his. He dropped what he was carrying to hug you back, wrapping his arms around your waist for the last time.

You pulled away from the hug, trying to remember every single one of his traits.

"Zuko-" You whispered as you took a mental picture of him. You couldn't even form a sentence, not trusting your own voice to form a proper sentence. You placed your hands around his neck before pulling him into a kiss.

At first you were afraid you had taken a step too far. But when he kissed you back, wrapping his arms around you a little tighter - the ache of him leaving started to hurt a little more.

"I love you." You whispered.

"Y/n/n, I love you too"

He liked you back. After all these years of wondering if he did.

But that was a faint memory. He was gone.

You weren't friends with Azula so it was pointless to stay around the castle. Your afternoons became empty and meaningless.

You had focused on your training. Trying to get a stable job after you had finished school. One where you could potentially use your fire-bending for good.

You thought that the answer would have been the boiling rock. Using your power to keep mega dangerous criminals from hurting anymore harmless citizens... oh you were wrong.

The boiling rock was a place for bullies. More so in the guards section than in the inmates.

You opened the door to a cell, managing to balance the key and the extra bowl of rice you were carrying.

"Hey Y/n."

"How are you today, Suki?" You smiled at the inmate. You had seen her be tormented by some of your co-workers, and ever since the two of you had formed some kind of unspoken friendship. "I brought you an extra" You winked as you placed the food tray, sneaking the second portion on it.

"Thank you." She nodded with a grateful smile.

"I have to go - but I'll see you around." You smiled before closing the door again, sighing when you realized you'd have to go back to yet another boring task.

In the mean time Zuko and Sokka were on their flight towards Boiling rock, in hopes to find Sokka's captured father.

"Really? You haven't left behind anyone you cared about?" Sokka wondered and Zuko found himself looking back to the clouds, shacking his head no.

"Really? Not even a girl? I'm sure you must be quite the ladies man, as the prince and all?" The water tribe boy raised an eyebrow, and all Zuko could think about was you.

"Well, there is this girl"

"Heyyyyy, see? What about her?"

"I didn't have a chance to find her." He sighed. "I left her behind back when I was exiled - haven't seen her since..."

"Oh"

"Yeah." Zuko sighed. "Azula was trying to force me into dating Mai- so she did everything in her power to prevent anyone telling me where she is. How about you?"

"Well my first girlfriend turned into the moon"

"That's rough buddy."

~

"There's a scuffle in the yard!" One cheered and you rolled your eyes at the thought.

You pushed through the prisoners until you placed yourself with the line of guards already watching the scene.

"Not again." You said to yourself but it had seem to catch the attention of the two guards next you. You turned your head around when you felt their stares.

You were met with two helmeted heads and bright eyes staring back at you. You gazed at them intently not recognising them at all.

"Hey I've never seen you around?" You folded your eyes for a moment, being oblivious to the way both of the guards heartbeats at stopped at your words. "You must be new!"

Zuko knew that voice. He thought to himself. He knew the origin of that soft voice that rang through his ears like his favorite music. It was you.

"Nice to meet you." You smiled. "I'm Y/n," his breath caught in his throat.

Y/n.

That’s where you had been hiding.

That’s why you weren’t at the capital. You were working at the boiling rock.

"Sok- Um Sojan" One of them stuttered out his name and handed you his hand.

"Nice to meet you. And you?" You looked at the other guard through the eyes of his mask but he seemed to be frozen. Not able to speak a single word. You waited for him to say something, from a proper sentence, but instead, he was gaping at you like a fish, big eyes trying to make sense of something. "Alright- I'll take the silence as a nice to meet you," you awkwardly chuckled before bringing your stare back to the scuffle.

You watched in horror as the guard fire bended straight into the prisoner, making im obliged to fire bend for his safety.

"Fire bending is prohibited. You're going in the cooler." The man snickered and you stepped into the circle in outrage. This couldn’t be happening, again.

"He didn't do anything! This isn't fair!"

"Yes he used fire bending. We both know it's again't the rules."

"He had to protect himself! You started it! He doesn't deserve the cooler."

"I'll watch your mouth little brat. I could get you fired you know?" Your face twisted in disgust.

"You should be the one to get fired."

"Face it little girl. They're inmates, not your classmates. You two!" The man turned to the new guards. "Help me take him in."

Zuko felt himself unable to move, he was still staring at you, trying to pick up everything he could about you from the little he was seeing of you. You definitely hadn’t changed character wise still as fisty as he remembered, he thought before getting punched out of trance by Sokka.

"Hey- what's happened to you all the sudden?" Sokka whispered as they dragged the prisoner towards the coolers.

"It's her," was all he could mumble.

"Huh? Who? What?"

"It's her. Y/n." He could barely make a sentence.

"You mean that's the girl you told me about?" Sokka couldn't help but smile.

"Will you two shut up. I don't like people whispering." the guard who was leading the way growled and the two boys found themselves mouth shut for the rest of the way.

~

As Zuko stepped into the cafeteria he felt all his air being taken away from his lungs.

There you were - helmet off, peacefully eating your lunch.

You hadn't changed a bit. You still had the same features, same smile he loved so much. The same spark in your eyes. Your hair had gotten longer then he remembered and of course your traits matured too, you weren’t the kid Zuko had left behind, but in all truths he wasn’t either.

The second Zuko saw you smile again, he realized how much he had missed you.

"Hey new guy!" You lifted your head up at the sound, wondering what was going on. "I know it's the rule to have your helmet on at all times" You eyed the new guy and realized he did indeed have his helmet on, which made you smile a little. Being new was always awkward and odd and you could understand him.

Tuning out the rest of their conversation you tried to wonder where you'd seen the new guard's eyes before. You could swear there was a familiarity to him. You looked back to your food, trying to process where you could have seen that boy before.

"May I sit here?" You choked on your food when a voice you knew all too well rang in your ears. "Hey you, ok?" No?? You thought to yourself as yet again, the same voice was talking to you. Loudly coughing and alternating between sips of water as you tried to calm yourself down.

You hadn't lifted your gaze to see who was talking but you knew very well who that voice belonged too.

Zuko.

How? What? Here? Didn’t he leave with the avatar? What in the world was he doing here out of all places?

A thousand questions bursted into your mind at the same time. Once you had finally calmed down, you lifted your head up and of course you were met with his familiar eyes, half hidden by his helmet.

"Zuko?" You asked, barely above a whisper. He sat down and lifted a finger to his lips as if to tell you to be quiet about his name.

You nodded—eyes on the verge of tears. So many questions flooded you.

"What are you doing here?" You blurted first. Why didn’t you come back for me? Your mind was screaming you to say.

"It's a long story, Y/n—I'm so happy to see you," he reached his hand to take yours but you pulled away.

"You came back," you stated when you saw the confusion on his face. "You came back to the fire nation and you didn't come to see me—you stayed what? Weeks? I've had colleagues who bragged because they got a picture of you on their holiday to Ember Island," you rambled and his gaze softened when realized you were hurt.

How could you not be? You knew he was back but had heard nothing of him. "How they saw you with your apparently new girlfriend?" Your voice fell quieter "Rumors fly Zuko. Im happy for you—I am" you sighed, still trying to compose herself. "But- I was waiting for you." You blinked back some tears. "I thought you'd come to me if you ever came back."

"Y/n/n-"

You knew you couldn't hold back your tears so instead of saying anything more and letting him say more, letting him dig himself a bigger hole as he blurted out what ever excuse he had up his sleeve, you stood up and left. Leaving a dumbfound Zuko behind.

Sticking your helmet back on you roamed the corridors, trying to figure out what Zuko could possibly be doing here. You didn't think he was coming to see you. After all he had weeks of being fire nation prince again, how hard would it have been to just visit?

You leaned on the railing of your favorite spot - pretending you were keeping guard by watching the court yard from high up. In all truths, you were just trying to keep your anger down, trying to get some fresh air in a spot where you could also get a glimpse of the outside world.

"Hey um, I saw you in the courtyard didn't I?" The guy who was with Zuko back at the scuffle arrived, leaning on the railing next to you. You nodded before he continued his sentence. "I had a question for you."

"Shoot"

"You know how this prison holds the most dangerous prisoners?"

"Yeah?"

"What about war prisoners?"

"Something tells me you're not here just to work new guy," you smirked, making him freeze in place. "Relax." You laughed. "I'll help you. I'm sick of this hell hole, anyways. I'll join on what ever you're doing. Just as long as I don’t get paired with your asshole of a friend."

Sokka stayed dumb at your words and laughed at your nickname for Zuko.

"Who are you searching for? Sojan." You highlighted his name—and Sokka hesitated before talking again.

"I'm searching for my father." He sighed. "Hakoda of the southern water tribe. And my name is Sokka."

"Oh-" Your face frowned. "We don't have any water tribe prisoners. I'm sorry."

"What?" His face fell. "But-"

"Hey um, fellow guards." Zuko entered the balcony, awkwardly waiving.

"Are you following me or something?" You exclaimed.

"Zuko! It’s me!" Sokka removed his helmet and Zuko’s shoulders relaxed.

"SHHHH," He looked awkwardly between you and the water tribe boy. "What are you doing here?"

"Getting information." Sokka smiled and bumped an elbow into your side. "Your girlfriend here is very useful.

"She's not my girlfriend." "I'm not his girlfriend." You both said in unison, making both of you huff in annoyance.

"Yeah yeah." Sokka smiled, waving the two of you's comments off. "Well apparently we've done everything for nothing!" Sokka dropped his arms in frustration. "My dad's not here."

"Oh." Zuko looked at Sokka with a sudden compassion in his eyes. "I'm sorry."

The three of you fell into a short silence as Sokka tried to figure out something.

"Look Sokka-" Zuko tried to speak but the water tribe boy cut his sentence, as his face suddenly lit up.

"Wait maybe we haven't failed!"

"That's the spirit."

"No look! It's Suki!"

"You know Suki?" You turned to him.

"How do you know Suki?" He replied, eyes wide.

"I work here dumb dumb. She's one of the prisoners I take care of." He stayed dumbfounded, which left you time to figure out what you were going to say next. "Well." You stepped closer. "If you were originally going to break your father out, then I can help you break Suki out." You smiled. "I told you - I want to leave this hell hole anyways."

~

"Suki?" You smiled as you entered the room, Sokka following behind.

"Y/n!" Her face lit up at your sight, but she was quick to raise an eyebrow. "You got a visitor." You nodded to Sokka before leaving and closing the door behind you.

"Why are you smiling?" Zuko wondered making you realize you indeed were smiling.

"Oh- It's nothing" You shook your head. "Suki told me a lot about Sokka - I didn't know I'd ever get to reunite them."

"Oh-" Zuko wanted to say something more but a guard called you.

"Y/n- can you take care of prisoner 24601? The warden called me and I've got to take 24601 to the cooler."

"Of course!" You nodded before fiddling with the key ring on your belt. "I have to go. Make sure no one comes in." You nodded. "I won't be long."

~

You sighed as you closed the door of the cooler. Why was Zuko acting like he cared? You knew he had forgotten you, but why was he acting like he hadn't done anything wrong? That just made you angrier.

You made your way back to Suki's cell, surprised when you were met with Sokka holding onto Zuko as though he was a prisoner.

"little help over here." Sokka nudged towards you and you stood beside him, and another female guard grumbling as she walked.

"What happened?"

"This guard is an imposter." She grumbled and you nodded.

Soon enough Zuko was locked up in a cell, and the warden was arriving straight towards him. You opened the door for him, giving Sokka a warning look not to say anything.

You kept a sharp ear as you stood again't the wall outside of the cell.

"Well, well, well - I never thought I'd find you in here. Prince Zuko."

"How did you know who I am?"

"How could I not? You’re the one who refused my niece's advances." The words brought question back into your mind.

"You're Mai's uncle?" He looked away. "I never meant to give her false hope i-"

"Quiet... You're my special prisoner now."

You tuned out the rest of their conversation, too confused to think. You knew the rumors were between the Warden's niece; Mai and Zuko. Then what were they saying? We’re they even ever in a relationship?

You waited a good hour in front of his cell. Pretending you were keeping guard in case the new prisoner was rioting. Once you knew the coast was clear, you opened the door and closed It back behind you.

"I'm ready to talk to you." You removed your helmet and leaned again't the door.

Zuko was taken by surprise, suddenly standing up from his spot on the floor.

"Y/n-"

"Can you please spare us the pain and answer this question." You looked away. "Why didn't you come and find me?"

"Y/n I wanted too. Everyday I was away I thought of you, and everyday when I came back I tried to find you." He took a step closer. "I wanted to know where you were. Be with you again after so long of being away." He was barely a step away from you, reaching out with his hand to cup your cheek.

"But Azula made sure I was busy. Every time I would ask about you she’d make sure they wouldn’t answer me."

"What?" You said in surprise.

"I couldn’t get the answer out of anyone." You looked into his eyes and somehow knew they were telling the truth. You let yourself nuzzle into his palm, an overwhelming feeling of love brushing over you.

"How about Mai?" You didn’t trust your voice.

"Azula was trying to push us together. I never liked her." He wiped a tear away from your cheek. "I think you heard it from the warden" He managed a chuckle.

"So you didn’t forget me?" You felt yourself lean closer and he did too.

"How could I?" He smiled. "Y/n i never stopped thinking about you- I love you. So much" before he could say anything else, he felt your lips on his. Immediately falling back into the kiss.

He pushed you a little further against the wall, snaking his arms around you. You smiled Into the kiss when you realized you were kissing Zuko. The one you had thought abandoned you, the one who haunted your dreams for years. The you thought you’d never see ever again.

But he was holding you, kissing you. Even if it was in a dodgy cell at your shitty workplace—Zuko was here, reunited with you.

"Im never leaving you again." He mumbled against your lips with a smile.

"Never again."

#zuko fan fiction #prince zuko #zuko imagine #zuko x reader #zuko x you #zuko #avatar #avatar the last airbender fan fiction #avatar the last airbender #atla #atla zuko #zuko x y/n #avatar the last airbender imagine

[kirishoshego]

Confidental Composition//Bakugo

!!!MINORS DNI!!! 18+ONLY !!!

This is the first part of my little 'Teachers Pet Series' (I will add the link once I got all parts covered and the right ideas).

Summary: A simple task fucked up late at night as you send the wrong version of a piece of homework to your English literature teacher Mister Bakugo. Of course, he would want to see you after class the next day. But not for the reasons you might think. Pairing: Docent!Bakugo x afab!student!y/n // Words: 4.2k+ Side note: Insert a friend or random name you want for X :)

TW: nsfw: slow burn (sorry), spanking with a ruler, hair pulling, being bend over a desk, calling him sir, spitting, choking, dirty talk, degrading, slight praise

„Write an essay about the worst description of a woman or coitus. In the essay, explain why it is bad and then rewrite it. At least 30 pages, max. 60 pages (sources and any other extras you please to include, excluded). Due Date: 8 weeks from now on, 35% worth of your end grade. Questions can be asked per E-Mail, or, if you must, I’m free every Wednesday afternoon for meetings strictly for this essay and this essay only.“

A sigh left your lips as you starred at the piece of paper for the tenth time today ever since he handed it out to you and your classmates. The options you had were endless, you knew so many bad pieces about both topics and could write more than 100 pages about them as well. Everyone in class you talked to had decided on their topic already, some were even further. It was X who told you to just write the topics on a piece of paper and let fate do its work.

Black ink on a badly ripped blue note decided that you were going to write about a sex scene. Just now that you thought about it, rewriting something like that for your professor to read was an awfully stupid idea, yet you decided to listen to a small piece of paper.

At first, you were going to go with Fifty Shades of Grey but you felt like the choice was chewed up and spat out. It took you three days to finally decide on a book and once you settled there was no turning back. Considering your ignited interest in this topic you weren’t surprised when you were done within the first four weeks. Knowing the editing is going to take another week, maybe even a week and a half, you decided to take a small break, just one or two days off. On your second day, you decided to visit the new coffee shop that had just opened up around the corner.

Never had you expected to see your professor near your living spot. You were about to greet him when you noticed his pissed-off expression on his face and only now did you spot the woman behind him. She grabbed his arm and made him turn on the relatively small and empty street.

„Suki you can’t be serious,“ she was angry and hurt, while he seemed to be angry and annoyed. Not much of a difference than to how you see him on the daily, to be honest. „Are you fucking stupid? Of course, I’m fucking god damn serious. It was your choice to cheat on me and now I choose to throw you on the streets where you apparently belong, go ask one of your little boy toys to take you in for all I care,“ you were frozen in place, not entirely sure what to do. Right now your eyes were glued on his chest that was clad in a tight, black pullover, rising up and down heavily as his nostrils were flared caused by his anger. „Because you gave me no choice! If you like that sort of weird, rough shit then paddle your own canoe! I need something soft and tender-,“ before she could finish her sentence he laughed. Cold and slightly maniac in a way.

„Then get some fucking chicken! If you don’t like how I’m in bed then break up with me and piss off but don’t send my best friend a nude to ask him to come over. Even a ten-year-old would see how stupid that is,“at that moment your eyes met. His eyebrows were furled together, red eyes expression furry and disgust. Blond hair usually styled like he was going to be on the cover of Vogue, like he had been before, now slightly messy. Plump lips slightly apart to let his teeth shine through slightly before wetting them with his tongue. Your eyes widened and before you knew what you were doing you waved at him, making him cock his eyebrows in confusion for a second before noticing it was you who he was looking at. Turning on your heels you walked past busy crowds of people as you walked back home, trying to understand what you had just seen and why your angry professor had turned you on more than anyone had done before.

It was a stupid idea to ditch the next teaching unit of his but you had absolutely no clue how you were going to look at him. You knew teachers had a private life themselves, but never would you have guessed that you would run into one of them in your small area. As far as you knew he lived across town according to the very, very few private stories he had shared in magazines.

„Dear Professor,

down below is my finished project as an attachment in form of a PDF. I know you request it to be printed as well and I had planned to hand it in today, but sadly I came down with the flu. I’m looking forward to attending your next unit in the following week.

Have a nice week,

Y/N Y/L/N“

Maybe he had forgotten that you were there already and you were worrying too much about it. You were his student, nothing more, nothing less. Bakugo could care less about you, right? The flu did go around a lot right now, so it wouldn’t be completely unthinkable that you were sick. Itching eyes signaled you that it was time to go to bed now, so you closed your laptop and went to bed, not knowing what the next day will hold for you.

X had waited for you at the main entrance the next day to give you all the information you might need and ask why you weren’t there, considering it was obvious that you had the flu for one day only. At first, you were hesitant to explain what you had witnessed, it was messy already and you doubt Mister Bakugo would want the fight to go viral at his workplace. „Just one of those days you know? I had my mind completely full and felt like crap,“ that was the best excuse you could come up with, a white little lie that wouldn’t harm anyone. „Glad to see you’re doing- Oh, hello Professor,“ X smiled at someone behind you. There was no need to turn around to know who it was, the scent of his very expensive and extremely beguiling perfume clouding your mind. „Hello,“ his gruff voice greeted your friend shortly as you turned around, met with his muscular chest. You didn’t expect him to be so close to you, but here you were, tilting your head slightly as you looked up to him through your lashes, feeling not just your cheeks growing hot. „Good morning Sir,“ your voice sounded a lot more confident than you were feeling. Bakugo clenched his fist around the fake leather of his bag, his red eyes starring right into your soul as you had no chance of escaping whatever was going to happen next. „Miss Y/L/N, just the person I was looking for,“ fuck. „You were?“ X and you said at the same time, but your friend decided to excuse themself after a single glare from the older man. „How may I help you, Professor?“ You asked after swallowing down the anxious feeling that threatened to rise. „I received your Mail yesterday, with the PDF,“ okay, why did he search you just to tell you he got your assignment? Was it that bad? „But I’m relatively sure that it was the wrong one, considering I doubt that you want your teacher to know that 'this shit is so bad, but I wouldn’t mind being bent over a writing desk like that' with a smirking emoji at the end,“ only when his finger pushed your chin upwards gently you noticed that it was agape, shame filling every molecule in your body as you already planned your escape out of this country. Nobody was near you to see the weirdly intimidating scene happening between you and your teacher.

„Also I know you didn’t have the flu. I don’t appreciate being lied to. Tomorrow five p.m. in my office, don’t be late or you will get in more trouble. Send me the actual version tonight so I can grade it. I won’t let something as unprofessional as this slide again, understood?“ You nodded, taking in all of the information given to you, and somewhat in all of this mess felt thankful that he was giving you a second chance. The man in front of you rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, ordering you to speak up. „Yes Sir, thank you,“ you sounded more confident than you felt inside. „Good,“ was all Bakugo said before he turned around, leaving you behind in the big hall dumbfounded and confused… And horny.

As if Chronos himself felt immense joy in your misery, minutes appeared to be hours and the panic inside of you only grew the closer you came to five in the afternoon. You tried everything, watching a show, listening to podcasts and audiobooks, reading a book you had put of for so long, went outside, cooked something, worked on another assignment, stopped yourself from destroying your hair, made the phone call you so desperately had put off and it’s still only ten p.m on the same day. How was that even possible? As you laid in bed you tossed and turned, the thought of your really hot teacher all angry, breathing heavily, his hands roaming your body. It was hard to pinpoint exactly when those thoughts turned into a very lucid dream, but when you woke up in the morning, already an hour too late to your first period, all you wanted to do was scream into your pillow.

Considering first class is canceled, you wanna go grab breakfast? X texted you.

Canceled? Checking your mails you saw your teacher had sent out a mail, excusing themselves and explaining they came down with the flu. A blessing in disguise. You let X know that you would meet up at the building and go grab something near it. Once agreed, you took a quick shower, a moment of peace given to you as water hit your body. There was no way you could do anything between your last class and the meeting with Professor Bakugo, so you tried to look your best possible for the next upcoming hours.

Suddenly time flew by and the closer you got the more you begged for a little bit more time, for him to postpone it, anything. But no, here you were, five minutes early and looking around to spot the blond man with no luck. „Miss Y/L/N. Step inside,“ you jumped slightly as his voice boomed up behind you, not expecting him to be in the office already.

Once you walked inside you were stunned about how clean everything was, no matter where you looked it was neat. His books were sorted alphabetically with marks between them to let him know when a new letter began. As far as you could tell he used cherry wood for his pieces of furniture, a big, black carpet in a corner underneath a small seating area, and some books placed on the table. Even his paperwork was stacked in order. Big glass windows allowed the evening sun to fall into the room, its warmness kissing your skin while you were seated in front of him, a big writing desk between the two of you, on it your work.

It was quiet for a short moment, before he leaned back in his chair, red eyes mustering you up and down which didn’t help at all. „What would you like to talk about first? Your assignment or the fact that you lied to me?“ Why was he so bothered by your lie? You knew plenty of students calling in sick every once in a while even though they aren’t. „I apologize for both of it. It shouldn’t have happened and I learned from my mistake,“ you were hoping that it would ease his anger a little bit but he seemed more worked up than usual. „Although I don’t understand why you are so angry at me for it? Plenty students lie-,“ „Yes, but they aren’t stupid enough to make it so obvious,“ he interrupted you. „I could care less about who’s missing my class, it’s their fault in the end if they decide learning is unnecessary. However you are one of my top students, I expected better from you. You could have excused yourself with no explanation. But you chose to add the feeble lie about being sick for what?“

You took in a deep breath, feeling as if another lie would be caught immediate, so you had no other choice but to tell him the real reason: „I heard the fight you had with the woman you were with, in the café, and I didn’t know how to react when I see you in your class,“ there was a small moment where he looked honestly confused before something clicked in his brain. „So it was you who I saw. What did you hear?“ „I can’t really rem-,“ „One more lie and I will lose my temper, don’t test me,“ shit, why was he turning you on so much right now. He’s your teacher for god’s sake and angry at you, this wasn’t the right time. „That she doesn’t agree with certain things in your private life,“ „Like?“ he knew you tried to talk around it, yet he wanted you to talk about, to see you embarrassed again, he liked that look on you. „The way you fuck,“ it was said before your brain could even comprehend the words, another apology laying at the tip of your tongue but his next question cut you off before you could say something else. „Why were you there in the first place? I’ve been there a few times and never saw you or any other student,“ he explained. „Because I live close by?“ It sounded more defiantly than you had wanted, causing your opponent to cock his eyebrow.

„I feel like you’re forgetting who’s the authority figure here,“ he walked up to his door, locking it before coming back. Now he was right in front of you, slightly sitting on his desk and the sleeves of his button-up shirt pushed up a little. „No sir, I’m sorry,“ „You see, the problem is, I don’t really believe you,“ with that he pulled you up, bodies pressed against each other, letting you feel his toned torso while the muscles in his arms flexed slightly.

„You lied to me once already, I think I have to teach you a lesson,“ everything happened so fast and you suddenly found yourself face down on his desk with his hand between your shoulder blades, the other one grabbing his wooden ruler. „If I recall correctly this is what you wanted right?“ His voice was low, slightly above a whisper as his upper body was pressed against your back while he pulled a few hair strands from your face. „Yes, but Professor I don’t think this is a good idea,“ your inner voice yelled at you, saying this was the best idea ever, angry that you possibly ruined your dreams coming true.

„Tell me to stop and I will do so immediately. Your choice. There will be no consequences if you worry about that,“ he reassured you, waiting for you to get up and run, but you didn’t and the current position allowed him to feel you clench your legs. „So?“ He asked again, the ruler in his hand basically burning with the anticipation of hitting your skin. „No, don't stop,“ you breathed, awaiting his next move.

„Good,“ with that he exposed your raised ass, your underwear the only thing between your bare skin and the wood that came down upon it, one foot raising in the air because of the sudden pain. „From now on if you say stop I won’t listen, you will tell me how you feel through colors. If it’s too much you tell me red and I will drop everything, understood?“ Another spank was delivered to the same spot.

„Yes,“ another one. You weren’t sure if he hit harder or if your skin turned more sensitive with every blow.

„It’s sir to you,“ you could feel him lunge out but shortly before the ruler came down he stoped, laughing slightly at your small jump.

„Yes sir,“ another one.

„You’re going to apologize every time my ruler paints your cute ass even redder, got it?“ You nodded your head, a moan escaping the back of your throat as he spanked you yet again.

„One more thing, be a good girl and stay quiet, wouldn’t wanna get caught now do we?“ He knew it was going to be torture for you to follow his order the more he continued and in a way he wanted you to fail. There was so much build-up inside of him and it appears that you were willing enough for him to use you as he pleased. That’s why you were his favorite. Bakugo knew what he was doing was wrong and he never expected to feel this way for one of his students but forbidden fruit tastes the best.

You stopped counting after the seventh blow, sorries, sirs and small whimpers fall from your lips as if they were your whole vocabulary. At one point you started crying, tears mixed with mascara running down your cheeks. He tried to remember something that turned him on more than the sight of your messed-up body with no luck. Everything build up inside of him, everything itching in his hands, the inner desires he had to soften for his ex, it all was going to come down on you. His thick girth twitched at the simple thought of finally being surrounded by your dripping wet cunt.

A warm soft hand rubbed over your bruised flesh while the other one found its way into your hair to pull you up to him, your back arched.

„What are you sorry for?“ Your mind was clouded with pleasure and pain, the only thought right now was the feeling of his dick print right between your sore cheeks. „I asked my little bitch a question, I expect you to fucking answer,“ this time he spanked you with his hand but it was just as intense as his ruler. „I don’t know,“ you breathed, a soft moan slipping out of you when his thumb barely circled your throbbing clit. „You’re just apologizing because you want me to use you?“ You could hear him chuckle lowly before he pushed your underwear to the side, his middle finger now playing with you. „Yes sir,“ Katsuki couldn’t hear a single ounce of shame in your voice and he wondered how long you had been thinking about him like this before.

„I never expected you to be such a dumb, cock hungry whore,“ The sound of his belt hitting the floor was dull like it was far away from you but at the same time, you felt him closer than before. Strong hands around your waist turned you around and once again he lifted your head with his finger underneath your chin, studying your ruined make-up as if he was memorizing every little detail he never wanted to forget. The blond, muscular man lifted you with ease, your behind getting a small moment of cooling as it hit his wooden desk.

Bakugo dried your tears slightly with his thumb, smearing it even more. „Only for you,“ you whispered and in that moment he couldn’t stop himself, he just had to kiss you. Not sweet and gentle, but passionately and hungry, like he was poisoned and your kiss was the antidote. The hand behind your head traveling to the front as you were laid down completely.

„If I had known before I would have fucked you so much sooner,“ with one hard thrust he was buried deep inside of you, one hand over your mouth because he knew you wouldn’t be able to keep quiet and the other one around your throat, squeezing shut and watching you struggle against it slightly. Your professor was thicker than what you were used to and you didn’t know how good it would feel until now. With the first few snaps of his hips, you knew you never wanted to feel something else anymore.

Your hands went to his arms and you tugged on them, causing him to let go as the blood found its way back to your brain. „Color?“ he asked, afraid you weren’t able to handle him. „Green,“ was all you could get out before another moan cut off your ability to talk.

„Good girl,“ he whispered into your ear, kissing down from your earlobe to your shoulder before sucking on a rather sensitive spot. Both of your wrists were held over your head with his left hand, with the explanation that he doesn’t appreciate being stopped while using you however he pleased. The right hand was going from between your chest after he admired your bouncing tits thoroughly, to your stomach to connect with your most sensitive bundle of nerves. Bakugo switched from circles to eights, from fast to slow, but the harshness of his hips never haltered.

„I know you wanna scream right now, but I can’t allow that. Can’t let others hear what a dirty slut you are for me right now. I promise I will fuck you in my house if you behave now. You can moan my name as much as you want. Or maybe I will gag you, watch you drool all over yourself. Maybe I will tie you up and edge you for an hour straight until you’re begging me to fuck you, you like the sound of that, huh? I can feel you squeezing around me,“ another chuckle left his plump lips as he watched you struggle to stay up on your feet.

„Maybe I will let you choke on my dick while I work on something for the next lesson. Gonna use you as my little cum dump. Let you think about it again when I talk about it in front of the whole class. Do-,“ you were so close when a sudden knock on the door startled you both, but he never once stopped what he was doing, if anything he went even harder, whispering into your ear to be quiet for him.

„Hey Kat, your ex is outside and says she wants to talk, want me to send her in?“ It was the psychologist professor Shinso, his voice as done and deep as usual. „No, I’m occupied,“ Bakugo saw your mouth open after you fought so hard against it, he couldn’t let you moan, not right now. He did the first thing he could think of, spitting into it and watching you swallow. Oh, he would definitely film you do this with his cum covering you everywhere and the thought brought him slightly closer to his release. „Still grading papers huh? I don’t get where you got all of that energy from,“ his voice was blurred out by Bakugo whispering into your ear. „Do you want me to tell you what we're doing right now? Let him know I’m fucking my little toy stupid right now?“ And while you were shaking your head no it was the last straw for you and you found yourself grabbing his hand to put over your mouth, biting your lips until you tasted blood to muffle the scream you couldn’t stop. Bakugo cursed under his breath when he could feel you throbbing around his dick and your nails digging into his arm. „Tell her to leave me the fuck alone, she’s already forgotten,“ his voice sounded strained and you knew he was close as well. „Ah, I see. Well then have fun,“ his laugh was fading away the further he went.

„Can’t believe that made you cum, you’re even more perfect than I thought, such a dirty girl, tsk,“ both his hands are on your hips and he pulled your body against him with every thrust. You were still coming down from your orgasm when you felt his thrusts turning sloppy before he stopped completely, his dick now pulsing while he was holding you tightly. Breath uneven and getting stable on his feet again he turned you around, careful so he wouldn’t hurt you.

„Next time I gonna make sure you can’t walk but right now I need you to be able to leave the building,“ he pulled his pants back up and added: „Sadly,“ before walking around his desk.

It was still hard for you to stand so you sat down, wincing as the usually soft cushion now felt like thousand of tiny spikes on your bruised ass. Before you pull your bottoms up again he grabbed your wrist and pulled you up, once again with a stern expression on his face you were so familiar with.

„I apparently really fucked you stupid if you think I let you leave like this,“ having him put cooling cream on your bare bum felt more intimate than having him be balls deep inside you. „Sorry I just thought-,“ „Well, you thought wrong. I don’t know what kind of boys you had in the past but now that you have me there are going to be changes, got that?“

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[kirishimas-manly-eyeliner]

➶ WHAT MAKES THE MHA BOYS BREAK (PT. 2)

pairings: mirio togata, tenya iida, katsuki bakugo, aizawa shota, tomura shigaraki, dabi, hawks, mashirao ojiro, tamaki amajiki

warnings: hinting anxiety/anxiety attacks, reverse comfort, also tamaki’s made me cry so have fun lmao 

part one with mezo shoji, tokoyami fumikage, hanta sero, izuku midoriya, shoto todoroki, eijiro kirishima, denki kaminari, hitoshi shinsou here!

WHEN YOU COMFORT THEM THE MOMENT THEY BREAK DOWN: MIRIO TOGATA, TENYA IIDA, KATSUKI BAKUGO

MIRIO TOGATA

there was no way that mirio was completely fine after everything that had happened to him

he had lost his quirk, experienced a battle that could result in permanent trauma, and he lost nighteye-- the leader and hero that he had looked up to for so long

but when you told him that it was okay to be strong all the time, mirio had broken

he broke for the first time in what felt like years

“don’t worry a-ahbout me!” 

the saddest part about it?

he was smiling through his tears not even a few moments after his grin broke

his lips were trembling, his eyes were red and his entire body was shaking with suppressed sobs, but he had an unwavering smile.

and that... that was heartwrenching to look at.

his smile fell, his body trembled and he let out a strangled sobbut for some reason, this-- none of it had shown a single trace of weakness. it was a way of him to express very human emotions and reactions as everyone else could.

he wasn’t disappointing nighteye in anyway-- more of showing respect by letting it all out to be able to show genuine smiles in public

how come such human emotions were labeled as good or bad?

“i let him down,” mirio gasped, “i let him down, i hurt him, i could have saved him, and-”

“hey, it’s okay, you’re going to be okay. it’s just me baby, it’s just me,” you cooed as you wrapped your arms around him. “shhh, it’s just me. you’re okay.”

mirio’s hands trembled as he gripped tight onto you

his chest was getting tighter as he burst into struggled breaths. he was just so... tired.

a million thoughts zipped through his head at once, but he just had to calm the storm for a while in your arms

TENYA IIDA 

it was right after the accident in hosu city, and everything, everything had gone wrong

even though he didn’t show it at first, he felt used as an advertisement for hatsume, and then losing in a battle with todoroki and felt like he was thriving on dumb luck

he just wanted to make his brother proud, that was-

-if he could, anymore. 

he felt so weak for letting himself feel this way, his head racing and chest heaving as he struggled to breathe

letting your guard down will just make things worse. tensei wouldn’t want this.

tenya’s body visibly trembled as he let out a shaky breath in his dorm room, thinking everything over in the darkness

“iida?” you asked, knocking on the door.

immediately, his demeanor changed as he shifted over to a braver face. 

“hello, y/n!”

just breathe. they’ll be gone sooner or later. breathe.

“why are you up this late at night?” he asked.

“i was just checking in on you, but i should be asking you the same question, sonic boy,” you grinned, until you noticed his hands trembling.

and for some reason, that hurt you. his face was.. so put together with a brave smile, confident eyes, and his head held up high and posture straight and firm

but when you saw his hands trembling and an odd shifting in his chest, you knew something was up

“are you okay?” you tested the words. 

tenya tried. he tried so, so hard to smile and affirm with a confident, “yes!”

but he couldn’t.

“i-i’m not- i’m not sure-,” his voice broke into a whisper. 

“i don’t know.”

you melted into a hug next to him as you took a seat. “hey, you can tell me anything, okay? it’s okay not to have your guard up all the time, it’s not weak to show emotion. just- if you want, can you tell me what’s been going on?”

tenya took a shaky breath and pushed up his glasses. “of course, thank you for asking, i will.”

KATSUKI BAKUGO

after his fight with deku, all of the willpower left in him to hold himself together disappeared 

katsuki had been exhausted after a long day of fighting, not just physically, but emotionally

he had tried to keep his head high for as long as he could, but the moment he went to his dorm room, he just... broke.

angry tears released and he choked out heavy, strangled sobs as he pounded his fist to the ground in frustration

katsuki cursed towards whoever was there, until he found you standing behind him

he was too tired to argue.

“the fuck are you doing here,” he grumbled.

“is something wrong, 'suki?” you whispered. “i was just coming by to drop off your water bottle, you left it during hero training,” you examined his face. “are you- are you okay?”

he loved you, he really did-- but today just wasn’t a good day. “mn-no,” he managed to say.

his chest was heaving and his eyes seemed to be searching the room, as if looking for an exit.

you noticed the dark circles around his eyes and the way his lips trembled. had he been crying?

you slowly cupped his face in your hands, noses touching as you two shared breaths, inhaling and exhaling together

katsuki was too tired to pull away. 

he felt so weak.

you could hear katsuki’s breath shaking but slowly dying in volume as he held him tighter

“hey,” you said softly, brushing your thumb across his cheek. “you’re gonna be okay ‘suki. you’re gonna be okay.”

they’re pitying me.

“this?” you said, holding his bruised hand up and motioning towards his trembling figure. “this isn’t weak.” you said, as if reading his mind. “this is strong. this is brave. being emotionally vulnerable is one of the most courageous things anyone can ever do, and you are so much more than that, m’kay?”

he nodded in response. even though he didn’t express it that well, he thought of it 

WHEN YOU PROMISE TO STAY: TOMURA SHIGARAKI, HAWKS, DABI

DABI

everyone shut up i love him

all that he’s ever wanted and asked for in life was for someone to notice him for who he genuinely was, to be free to do whatever he pleased

it was late at night and you two were outside, the moon illuminating in the darkness as you slid against the wall of the city in the back of the building

“anything interesting happen?” you asked, staring up into the moon

the night was young and it had been a rough, terrible day at work for both of you, even though you had separate jobs and shfits-- the only thing that pushed you forward everyday was being able to meet with dabi right after, at exatly 11pm. 

sure, you did it every day, and it shouldn’t have been that impactful-- but for some reason, somehow, everything about talking to him was so... exhilerating. 

he didn’t reply.

“uhhm,” you shuffled nervously toward him. “dabi, you good?”

he let out a shaky exhale, which was odd.

hold the phone.

no, really, someone hold the phone because it was ringing

“oh, sorry, one sec,” you rushed, hurrying to answer. it was one of your co-workers. “hello!”

“uhuh. yeah. oh, cool... got it, mhm, be right ther-”

you noticed how dabi’s body language immediately changed as he turned around and crossed his arms gently over his chest and stared into the sky.

this really, really wasn’t like him. 

something had to be wrong.

“uhm, on second thought,” you said. “does tomorrow at... noon work for you? i have plans. yeah. mhm, sorry not tonight. yep, bye!”

dabi’s eyebrows furrowed, but he didn’t look at you. “who was that?”

“one of my coworker buddies or whatever. they wanted to have a drink with me, but i said no.”

“why’d you say no?” he deadpanned.

“uhhhm, well, you certainly don’t seem very... how should i say this, at your fullest?”

“but why?” dabi said. “you meet with me every day, and going with your friends is probably a lot easier than this. what’s so different about it..?”

you thought carefully as you shrugged casually, gently leaning your head against his shoulder. “if one of my closest pals were down, i couldn’t just... leave them like that. and even though i know you won’t tell me what’s wrong, i just.. i just don’t want you to feel alone, you know? like everyone in your life has left? and i- i don’t want to do that to you.”

even though dabi stayed relatively quiet for the rest of the night, 

just know that was the day he fell in love with you.

SHIGARAKI

nightmares were the worst. 

for the record, he didn’t get them often, but when he did, and actually reacted to it... they ended up terrible

he gasped, grasping at the air for his mother’s embrace only to be met with nothingness

he clawed at his skin as his breath hitched, trying to control himself

“tomura?” you asked. “...are- are you okay?”

“get away from me,” he trembled. “i’m a... i’m a monster.”

you furrowed your eyebrows in concern. “hey, hey, c’mon. what’s going on-”

“leave me alone.”

his sudden change in tone made you jump as you stepped back and you watched his figure tremble. 

“shigaraki.”

“if something’s wrong, don’t sugarcoat it. if something’s wrong, please, for the love of the world, tell me, okay? i just- i just want to see you... maybe..”

“what?” shigaraki deadpanned. “happy? satisfied? content? joyful? you people all want the same thing.”

“hopeful.”

shigaraki looked up. 

“i want to see you hopeful, m’kay? so just... please. you don’t need to tell me word-for-word, but-- if you need something, i’m here.”

he was not going to cry. nuhuh. no way. no way was he going to start crying. 

you wrapped your arms around him before he cautiously hugged back, letting himself slowly melt into your embrace, his satin gloves against your clothes

“hey. i promise you, i’m never going to be leaving. no matter how much you mess up, no matter how terrible you may feel-- you mean the world to me. please hold on just a little longer.”

HAWKS

it wasn’t supposed to happen until later, when he was actually able to get home and prepare himself for anxious feeling in his stomach to finally settle

but noooo, his mental state really just said yolo

so here he was, reliving his entire childhood with memories that he’d pushed down for so long, about to snap in a matter of seconds

“keigo~!”

your familiar voice rang through his head. 

he just wanted to be held by you.

the most beautiful part about being with hawks his that he genuinely didn’t care about his pride around you. he wasn’t insecure of what you thought of him. he didn’t freak out or try to act like he was fine when you were with him, because... why would he need to? 

so instead of putting on a brave face and getting scared of your voice as if being anxious was a crime, he melted into it.

“hey angel, i got you some food at the-”

“y/...y/n,” his breath hitched. your voice, that you often said you were insecure about-- was his safe haven. he felt safe when he heard your voice and let himself crumple. he didn’t have to worry about putting his walls up, because it was just you.

beautiful, loving, kind you. 

his love was something special that he gave to no one else.

“k-keigo!” 

even though you were far from him, your bags in hand and everything, you immediately dropped them and ran to your boyfriend

“hey, hey, baby, what’s going on?” 

he stood directly in front of you, his head down and not saying a word.

you let your breathing sync with his as you reached out to hold his hand, when he threw his arms around you before his trembling body was held in your embrace

“-hey,” you said, shocked by the sudden embrace, before you hugged back, slowly, rocking him back and forth. “you’re going to be okay.”

“you don’t have to tell me anything, just-- focus on me,”

“i’m never leaving you, okay? no matter what you do, you’re still going to be my hero.”

and hawks decided on that day that out of anything else in the world, you meant the most to him. 

WHEN YOU TELL THEM THAT THEY MATTER: TAMAKI AMAJIKI, MASHIRAO OJIRO, SHOTA AIZAWA

TAMAKI AMAJIKI

useless. useless. useless.

why wouldn’t his stupid quirk activate before? why couldn’t he be more optimistic? why was he always thinking about something else? why couldn’t he ever stay positive and cheery like everyone else?

how was everyone else so strong?

but laying in a hospital bed, in complete silence and vulnerability...

that scared him.

tamaki blinked back the sudden tears that prickled against his eyes-- nuhuh, no way was he about to cry when so many other people had it worse, no way he was going to break down when nighteye was dead, he was not about to cry if mirio could be strong and so many other people had it worse, and-

“tamaki, snap out if it!”

your cold hands cupped his face, as you stared him directly in the eyes. “what are you doing?”

tamaki jumped back at your sudden question. but for some reason, the way you said it wasn’t angrily, more like... a statement? a question? as if you were asking are you okay?

tamaki shook his head. “i don’t... i don’t kn-know..”

get away, get away, get away.

your hands brushed back a hair from his face as you crouched down in front of him, your hands still helping him cool down. they rested gently on his scalp and along his face as you felt his breathing grow uneasy.

“listen,” you began slowly. “i’m not saying you need to tell me what’s going on, but... i just- i have a feeling that you’re not doing okay. and i know that because no one was ever really there for me back then, so if you want to say anything--”

“--i’m here for you.”

tamaki crumpled then as he let the tears fall.

his entire mask shattered as his breath hitched, trying to hold back the sobs but only came out as strangled breaths. 

“hey, hey, hey, you’re okay, you’re okay.” 

you held up his chin and rocked him back and forth, slowly. “just because other people seem to be going through bigger things doesn’t mean that you should invalidate your problems. if something’s hurting you, that’s enough of a problem to take care of it.”

tamaki began to shake as he suddenly clutched onto you, his body trembling as he nodded. 

what would mirio, nejire, nighteye, fatgum-- what would they think of him now?

“whatever is going around in your head right now will all quiet soon, i promise you, ‘mkay?”

“it’s okay. it’s okay. you’re okay.” 

AIZAWA SHOTA

“you didn’t eat,” you said, staring at the takeout that was left in its packaging. 

you heard shota mumble under his sleeping bag. “i’ll eat after.”

“after what?” you said back from the kitchen. 

you weren’t exactly mad at him, you could say-- it was more of disappointment, maybe? concern? he had always been so concerned about his students that he forgot to take care of himself-- no wonder why he was so angry lately. 

(and no, it wasn’t his resting face, he was genuinely burnt-out the last couple of days and it wasn’t getting better.)

“shota, come on,” you said softly. “or else i’m taking your sleeping bag away from you.”

aizawa’s head emerged from the bag, the light from the laptop giving a lovely display of his eyebags. “oh?”

he smirked, even though he seemed so drained.

“yes,” you said, pointing your nose up in the air and crossing your arms. “and you better go eat before i take it away.”

aizawa raised an eyebrow, but obliged.

you watched him eat, but he kept his laptop on the table the whole time.

he was looking through the profiles of all his students, and that was-- insane

despite how much had happened to him, he always thought of someone else first, putting everyone else above him.

“you’re going to overwork yourself,” you finally said. 

“amazing,” aizawa sighed back. “had no clue.”

“oh, c’mon,” you egged. “you matter too, ya know.”

you noticed how tense his shoulders were, how his gaze was fixated to the screen and the way his veins were protruding from lack of sleep, and how red his eyes were.

sure, most of the time, this was normal-- but you just had this gut feeling that something was wrong.

“i suppose you’re not wrong,” aizawa ventured. “but sometimes, you realize that students make up most of the world. i want them to grow..”

his gaze on the screen broke.

“and for them to know a world of love and kindess, not-- whatever this is.”

you looked at him before wrapping your arms around him and kissing his forehead. “but they have a teacher who works so hard already, and you-- you deserve a break. you’re always working so hard, and you have to remember that you matter, too, okay?”

you smiled sadly. “i need to go to work, but please finish the takeout for me, hmm?”

he never told you this, of course-- but yeah, he thought of your voice every time he wanted to take a break. he never forgot the words you said. 

MASHIRAO OJIRO

being forgotten was something that came way too easily for him.

everyone in class 1a was so good at everything-- they all either had good looks, a nice voice, talents, a cool quirk, technique, charisma, and he?

ojiro felt like he didn’t have anything.

but what did it matter, right? being the forgotten one was fine to him, at least. he was able to take time for himself. 

...kind of.

he was heading back from ua into the dorms, walking alone when he realized it started to rain.

picking up his bags, he ran, putting them under his shoulders so that they didn’t get wet-- it wasn’t a long walk, but it was a lot to have to run back and make sure everything stayed dry

“wait!”

ojiro turned around to find you, carrying your backpack in the air and waving your arms. “slow-” you panted, “down! god, where’d all the rain come from??”

he chuckled slightly, until he noticed your bag getting soaked, and before he knew it, ojiro called you over and said he could carry your bag

“are you sure?” you asked, in-between breaths. “i doubt you can carry both-”

ojiro laughed and waved his tail like a hand. “i can carry it.”

your face lit up. “thanks! okay, now let’s run back, c’mon.”

you two ran as fast as you could, trying not to slip as the rain began to pour even harder against your backs. 

but when you opened the doors to the dorms and your bag was completely dry, ojiro smiled.

(also y’all he’s an underrated king DO Y’ALL KNOW HOW PRECIOUS HIS SMILE IS?? PLS-)

“thanks,” you grinned. “your quirk is actually really cool. not just for keeping stuff dry, but uh, thanks. i appreciate it.”

something inside of him made his heart swell. 

“really?” ojiro asked. “do you really- is that true?”

he didn’t want to get his hopes up too quickly, but the way you nodded proudly and affirmed it was something he could never forget.

“yeah!” you said. “just because you’re not flashy as other people doesn’t mean that you’re a plain, boring person, you know that? you’re actually really cool!”

“huh. thanks,” he noted-- and don’t worry, he walked back into his dorm room with a grin on his face the whole time.

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[azenkii]

A Long List of Trash Fire Lord Zuko Headcanons

...that i couldn't get out of my head:

(warning: SUPER LONG POST i havent figured out how to trim posts yet)

he's the one who unchains azula despite iroh's protests. she doesn't even try to fight him, just cries into his shoulder and keeps mumbling about how father's going to be so disappointed in her. he takes her to her rooms and has her drink a sleeping draught, then stations the best guards he has left outside her chambers.

his first council meeting takes place literally a day after sozin's comet. he hobbles into the council chamber shirtless with his entire torso covered in bandages and every council member just looks at him like '...what'

he does NOT sleep for like,,a week after sozin's comet and then another two weeks after his coronation. katara, aang and suki try to persuade him to sleep and he doesn't listen. eventually sokka, toph and mai team up to literally drag his ass to bed and tell him he's not allowed to get up until he sleeps (does mai pin him to the bed with her knives? yes. is it kinky or sexual in any way? definitely not.)

he drinks So. Much. Tea. at this point it's practically tasteless to him but he drinks it anyway because he just needs something to do and tea is something familiar. he keeps iroh on his toes because he's constantly asking for new tea blends, uncle, i think i actually tasted the last one,

he flat-out refuses to grow his hair for at least a year after ozai's defeat. the second it starts getting close to his chin he shears it off himself, with his knife, and his stylist has a heart attack every single time

when he's tired he'll occasionally jump up when one of his guards moves. it stops after a bit, but for the first month and a half or so he's really twitchy. when sokka asks, the only explanation he can come up with is that he's not used to having people stand behind him silently and not want to kill him, much less want to protect him (sokka immediately takes him out for a shopping trip and makes a point of walking behind him the entire time, but only on zuko's right side, where he can clearly see it if sokka moves towards him)

when the healer declares azula mentally unstable and in need of an institution, he shuts himself in his office for the rest of the night. no one's allowed in, not even iroh. he finally emerges in the morning, eyes red from crying and sleep deprivation, and tells the librarian that he'd like a list of the best mental institutions in the country, please, the best in the world if you can get them

he loves theatre (is this even a headcanon?). unfortunately it practically died out in the fire nation along with the rest of the creative arts, leaving nothing but small troupes like the ember island players. one of zuko's personal goals (meaning things he wants to accomplish that aren't as important as restoring his country) is to bring back theatre; he finally manages to do it after about eight months or so of being fire lord, along with other arts like dancing, music and sculpture

he establishes a national day of mourning, on the first day of autumn every year, to commemorate the genocide of the air nomads. from 100AG onwards, every calendar printed in the fire nation has it marked. at first it was called the day of repentance, but aang persuaded him to have it changed (by arguing that he didn't want guilt to be a literal staple of fire nation culture)

he introduces literally So Many educational reforms, plus a mandatory class that teaches students about the cultures of the other nations (air nomads included) and how some of their traditions overlap

he turns down the offer of having a statue put up of him in the capital. toph ignores him and does it anyway.

he visits azula regularly, makes sure she's (relatively) comfortable and well-fed, and sometimes just sits down outside her door and tells her about everything that's going on right now ('some of the far colonies have developed their own standardised writing, azula, you wouldn't believe it, and i've asked the fire sages to come visit more often—but you never liked them, did you? oh, well; i'll make sure none of them go into your chambers by mistake')

(he doesn't know it, but when he does this azula sits by the door and listens. she wonders what kind of writing the colonists have developed, and whether or not the fire sages have taken on some new recruits.)

he hates being above anyone else. never sits in the throne if he can help it, nor does he sit on the dais in the council room. when he talks to people shorter than him, he finds himself stooping a little bit to talk to them on their level (the exception to this rule is sokka, who he mocks for being shorter all the way up until sokka grows taller than him, the bastard)

the first time he visits the earth kingdom, the earth king's ministers call a toast. he ends up being the only one who has to sit out, because he's too young to drink by earth kingdom law

once his servants figure out he won't kill them for talking to him, they start becoming a lot more bold, telling him off when he doesn't take care of himself. at one point, they force him to let them take care of him so much that he literally just bolts into the gardens and hides there until the staff rope in mai and ty lee

when he needs to escape, he does one of two things: (a) he dresses up as the blue spirit and does some parkour until he calms down, or (b) he goes to work at the jasmine dragon. (b) happens less often bc the jasmine dragon's in ba sing se, but there's been a few memorable incidents when an earth kingdom diplomat walks in and yells, 'LEE?!' when they see the fire lord

the first court artist who draws him also happens to be the one who drew azulon and ozai. he draws zuko without his scar. zuko takes one look at it and tells him, very calmly, that he'd like him to leave, please.

zuko burns the portrait. he doesn't fire the court artist, but he never calls on him again unless he has to. a second court artist is called, and can't help but be a bit confused when the fire lord tells him to be sure to include the scar

he forgets the crown. a lot. sometimes he walks into council meetings in his sleepwear with his hair tied up in a messy ponytail and a bunch of scrolls tucked under his arm. none of his councilmen have the guts (or the heart) to tell him that this is not, in fact, formal council wear

he goes to feed the turtleducks when he's stressed. he thinks he's being subtle. he's not. the entire palace knows, and they consciously give him space when they see him in the turtleduck garden

most of his staff are older than him, so they look at him and see this teeny tiny fire lord who is So Small and who Must Be Protected. the day after zuko's coronation, the head chef holds a meeting where they commence Operation Do-Not-Let-That-Boy-Turn-Out-Like-His-Father (subsection He's-The-Only-Good-Thing-We-Have)

one night he wakes up to find suki sitting in his room, decked out in full kyoshi warrior garb and makeup, and just about screams blue murder. suki tells him there are suspicions of an assassin in the palace, and would you please stop yelling it's very distracting, we won't be able to hear anyone coming over that racket

zuko gets very, very paranoid of random spirits after that. yeah, suki looks like a possibly malevolent spirit when she's wearing her makeup, what about it? (when he tells sokka he's highkey terrified of spirit shenanigans, sokka just looks at him and says, 'man, the stories i could tell...', and THAT'S when zuko remembers sokka spent like six months more than he did travelling with the avatar)

on his first visit to the southern water tribe, he removes his boots and leg guards, rolls up his pants and kneels barefoot in the snow. even though chief hakoda immediately starts trying to pull him up, he's stubborn as hell and stays kneeling for the entirety of his very long, very sincere apology-on-behalf-of-the-fire-nation speech. he nearly loses his toes to frostbite after that, and both sokka and katara never stop giving him shit for it

the first time he grows a 'beard' is completely accidental. he's stressed over some trade miscommunications with chief hakoda, hasn't slept in a few days...and then when sokka arrives as water tribe ambassador to help smooth things over, he takes one look at zuko and says 'man, facial hair does not suit you'

zuko: facial what now

he checks a mirror to find that he's got stubble covering his chin, dark enough that it almost looks intentional, and holy gods how the fuck did he not notice this before

'UNCLE WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME' 'i assumed you were doing it on purpose' 'WHEN HAVE I EVER DONE ANYTHING ON PURPOSE'

he shaves it all off immediately, of course, which prompts a lot of teasing and rib-poking from sokka until zuko finally snaps that he's scared it'll make him look like his father. sokka stops after that.

(the day after sokka leaves, zuko finds that a mysterious someone has scribbled all over ozai's royal portrait, giving him a frankly ridiculous beard and moustache that literally CANNOT be grown in real life. oddly enough, he can't bring himself to care about the defamation of royal property. he's too busy laughing.)

his paths cross with toph and sokka more than any of the others, because sokka is ambassador and toph is technically still a beifong. most of the time, at formal functions, he ends up sequestered in the corner with toph and a hoard of snacks, and they talk and swear much more than they usually do (zuko's ministers once heard him when he was drunk with toph, and the servants swear the older ministers' ears started bleeding)

he restores fire nation cultural festivals, and in doing so subjects himself to learning a lot of complicated dances

during one memorable week, he wrote so many letters and drafted so much legislation that he ran out of paper. he had to go visit the nearest school and ask for some

he keeps up with his firebending and sword training even though it's hard to fit into his schedule. his ministers refrain from reminding him that he has guards to protect him now; it's still hard for zuko to trust his safety with anyone but himself (team avatar is the exception).

he started sleepwalking about two months into his reign. no one knew why. one time, he nearly sleepwalked right off the edge of a balcony, and one of his guards had to grab him by the back of his robes.

the sleepwalking stopped after around a month and never happened again. at this point it's practically palace legend.

after freeing the war prisoners, he went around collecting every single earthbender-proof wooden cell he could find in the capital and surrounding areas. when he'd gotten most of them, he gathered them into a huge pile in the city square and set fire to them with his own hands.

unfortunately he couldn't do that with the waterbender metal cells but he did get toph to come in and bend them all into pretty shapes (well, toph thought they were pretty shapes. everyone else thinks they're meaningless squiggles)

he learned how to write with both hands at the same time out of sheer necessity (he refused scribes until it became clear that he'd be putting some people out of a job; that was when he started letting scribes write very, very minor things, but all important documents/drafts/letters are still written by him)

he once put the wet end of an ink brush in his mouth instead of the wooden end by mistake. didn't even realise until he bit down to keep it in place and ink went oozing everywhere

when his guards rushed in to find him coughing and spluttering black liquid all over his desk they thought he'd been poisoned but no he's just stupid

on his 17th birthday, his first one after being crowned, he got tackled by team avatar in the middle of the ballroom and ended up at the bottom of a cuddlepile for like ten minutes

this cuddlepile happened at an event that was very much public and very much formal. it was a scandal for weeks

just. fire lord zuko, guys. so much potential

#holy cow this ended up so much longer than i intended #atla #avatar #zuko #firelord zuko #headcanons

[comradekatara]

Here's a completely random ask for you: what holiday (halloween, valentine's day, national ice cream day, etc.) would each member of the Gaang feel unreasonably strongly about? Can be positive or negative feelings.

oh this is a good question! (i hate so many american commercial holidays so this is a great avenue for me to project my frustrations with us capitalism onto these little guys. and to be clear im just doing us holidays bc otherwise there would simply be too many options and i’d be stuck here forever)

aang: he’s not enough of a hater to dislike any holidays. he’s a big fan of april fool’s day, valentine’s day, and halloween, because he appreciates fun and joy and love and merriment duh

katara: every thanksgiving she goes on an impassioned rant about the historical revisionism of the us empire deployed as a propaganda tool as it continues its genocidal imperialist project and the absolutely sick and twisted audacity of americans to celebrate a known lie in a mockery of the atrocities committed from the past into the present (this one may or may not just have been me, yesterday). every november-december she goes on an impassioned rant about the commercialism of christmas, and how it’s largely a fake holiday devised by capitalists to glorify the sanctity of the nuclear family, and how the supposed “secularization” of christmas is in fact a product of christian hegemony, it’s propaganda and you’re all falling for it because you crave hollow comforts in your cold and dismal life, and instead of attempting to look beyond the scraps you are given under capitalism you all just force yourselves to enjoy a facade of happiness and nostalgia because you refuse to admit that you’re fundamentally uncomfortable in your society!!!!!!!! (this is what i think but wisely refrain from saying because it’s not worth it. katara, however...) also she likes valentine’s day sometimes (depending on whether or not she has a boyfriend). she also has a lot to say on columbus day and the fourth of july of course, but this bullet point is already far too long.

sokka: his favorite holiday is pi day. he does not care for any other us holiday (but he has been known to enjoy a halloween here and there), but he specifically hates april fools because aang insists on pranking him every time, for some godforsaken reason. (he’s just so prankable!)

toph: her least favorite holiday is valentine’s day because it promotes m*rriage, one of her most hated institutions (it’s a long list). her favorite day is taco tuesday

zuko: he insists on celebrating shakespeare’s birth/deathday as if it is a real holiday that anyone actually cares about. and he gets offended when no one else cares. his least favorite holiday is the fourth of july, but not for any political reasons, it just has really bad vibes.

suki: she loves halloween because it has everything you could ever ask for in a single day: dressing in elaborate costume, eating so much candy, and getting really drunk. she’s also one of those people who gets really obnoxious on 4/20, at which point mai is like “you know it’s hitler’s birthday, right?” and immediately kills the vibe. just because she can :)

mai: she has a love/hate relationship with halloween, because theoretically it’s a celebration of the gothic, the liminal, the macabre, the ghostly. but in practice it’s just an excuse for everyone around her to get wasted. she hates christmas more though. santa freaks her out and cloying, forced cheer and merriment is unnerving and infuriating, actually.

ty lee: she dreads valentine’s day every year because she simply has too many suitors and it is very stressful. she likes april fool’s day because it gives her the opportunity to exercise her more devious inclinations. she can prank people so well they don’t even know they’re being pranked; on april first the world is her playground.

azula: she has no real opinion on any specific holidays. they’re petty distractions for mindless drones who require a modicum of frivolity here and there to spice up their otherwise dull, worthless lives. however, she quite likes tax day.

#bonus: yue’s favorite holiday is mid autumn festival <3 #lawful-chaos #asks #the gaang and #modern au #sorry for the katara rant in the middle of this post. it was thanksgiving yesterday. im hearing xmas music in stores. i couldn’t help myself #i should make a holiday tag #since a lot of these points are references to other similar posts ive made #okay: #holidays #if u go thru this tag you can find prev posts #instead of having to add bulky links to the post itself lmfao

[army-of-mai-lovers]

in which I get progressively angrier at the various tropes of atla fandom misogyny

tbh I think it would serve all of us to have a larger conversation about the specific ways misogyny manifests in this fandom, because I’ve seen a lot of people who characterize themselves as feminists, many of whom are women themselves, discuss the female characters of atla/lok in misogynistic ways, and people don’t talk about it enough. 

disclaimer before I start: I’m not a woman, I’m an afab nonbinary person who is semi-closeted and thus often read as a woman. I’m speaking to things that I’ve seen that have made me uncomfy, but if any women (esp women existing along other axes of oppression, e.g. trans women, women of color, disabled women, etc) want to add onto this post, please do!

“This female character is a total badass but I’m not even a little bit interested in exploring her as a human being.” 

I’ve seen a lot of people say of various female characters in atla/lok, “I love her! She’s such a badass!” now, this statement on its own isn’t misogynistic, but it represents a pretty pervasive form of misogyny that I’ve seen leveled in large part toward the canon female love interests of one or both of the members of a popular gay ship (*cough* zukka *cough*) I’m going to use Suki as an example of this because I see it with her most often, but it can honestly be applied to nearly every female character in atla/lok. Basically, people will say that they stan Suki, but when it comes time to engage with her as an actual character, they refuse to do it. I’ve seen meta after meta about Zuko’s redemption arc, but I so rarely see people engage with Suki on any level beyond “look at this cool fight scene!” and yeah, I love a cool Suki fight scene as much as anybody else, but I’m also interested in meta and headcanons and fics about who she is as a person, when she isn’t an accessory to Sokka’s development or doing something cool. of course, the material for this kind of engagement with Suki is scant considering she doesn’t have a canon backstory (yet) (don’t let me down Faith Erin Hicks counting on you girl) but with the way I’ve seen people in this fandom expand upon canon to flesh out male characters, I know y’all have it in you to do more with Suki, and with all the female characters, than you currently do. frankly, the most engagement I’ve seen with Suki in mainstream fandom is justifying either zukki (which again, is characterizing her in relation to male characters, one of whom she barely interacts with in canon) or one of the Suki wlw pairings. which brings me to--

“I conveniently ship this female character whose canon love interest is one of the members of my favorite non-canon ship with another female character! gay rights!” 

now, I will admit, two of my favorite atla ships are yueki and mailee, and so I totally understand being interested in these characters’ dynamics, even if, as is the case with yueki, they’ve never interacted canonically. however, it becomes a problem for me when these ships are always in the background of a zukka fic. at some point, it becomes obvious that you like this ship because it gets either Zuko or Sokka’s female love interests out of the way, not because you actually think the characters would mesh well together. It’s bad form to dislike a female character because she gets in the way of your gay ship, so instead, you find another girl to pair her off with and call it a day. to be clear, I’m not saying that everybody who ships either mailee or yueki (or tysuki or maisuki or yumai or whatever other wlw rarepair involving Zuko or Sokka’s canon love interests) is nefariously trying to sideline a female character while acting publicly as if she’s is one of their faves--far from it--but it is noteworthy to me how difficult it is to find content that centers wlw ships, while it’s incredibly easy to find content that centers zukka in which mailee and/or yueki plays a background role. 

also, notice how little traction wlw Katara ships gain in this fandom. when’s the last time you saw yuetara on your dash? there’s no reason for wlw Katara ships to gain traction in a fandom that is so focused on Zuko and Sokka getting together, bc she doesn’t present an immediate obstacle to that goal (at least, not an obstacle that can be overcome by pairing her up with a woman). if you are primarily interested in Zuko and Sokka’s relationship, and your queer readings of other female characters are motivated by a desire to get them out of the way for zukka, then Katara’s canon m/f relationship isn’t a threat to you, and thus, there’s no reason to read her as potentially queer. Or even, really, to think about her at all. 

“Katara’s here but she’s not actually going to do anything, because deep down, I’m not interested in her as a person.” 

the show has an enormous amount of textual evidence to support the claim that Sokka and Katara are integral parts of each other’s lives. so, she typically makes some kind of appearance in zukka content. sometimes, her presence in the story is as an actual character with layers and nuance, someone whom Sokka cares about and who cares about Sokka in return, but also has her own life and goals outside of her brother (or other male characters, for that matter.) sometimes, however, she’s just there because halfway through writing the author remembered that Sokka actually has a sister who’s a huge part of the show they’re writing fanfiction for, and then they proceed to show her having a meetcute with Aang or helping Sokka through an emotional problem, without expressing wants or desires outside of those characters. I’m honestly really surprised that I haven’t seen more people calling out the fact that so much of Katara’s personality in fanon revolves around her connections to men? she’s Aang’s girlfriend, she’s Sokka’s sister, she’s Zuko’s bestie. never mind that in canon she spends an enormous amount of time fighting against (anachronistic, Westernized) sexism to establish herself as a person in her own right, outside of these connections. and that in canon she has such interesting complex relationships with other female characters (e.g. Toph, Kanna, Hama, Korra if you want to write lok content) or that there are a plethora of characters with whom she could have interesting relationships with in fanon (Mai, Suki, Ty Lee, Yue, Smellerbee, and if you want to write lok content, Kya II, Lin, Asami, Senna, etc). to me, the lack of fandom material exploring Katara’s relationships with other women or with herself speak to a profound indifference to Katara as a character. I’m not saying you have to like Katara or include her in everything you write, but I am asking you to consider why you don’t find her interesting outside of her relationships with men.

“I hate Katara because she talks about her mother dying too often.” 

this is something I’ve seen addressed by people far more qualified than I to address it, but I want to mention it here in part because when I asked people which fandom tropes they wanted me to talk about, this came up often, but also because I find it really disgusting that this is a thing that needs to be addressed at all. Y’all see a little girl who watched her mother be killed by the forces of an imperialist nation and say that she talks about it too much??? That is a formational, foundational event in a child’s life. Of course she’s going to talk about it. I’ve seen people say that she doesn’t talk about it that often, or that she only talks about it to connect with other victims of fn imperialism e.g. Jet and Haru, but frankly, she could speak about it every episode for no plot-significant reason whatsoever and I would still be angry to see people say she talks about it too much. And before you even bring up the Sokka comparison, people deal with grief in different ways. Sokka  repressed a lot of his grief/channeled it into being the “man” of his village because he knew that they would come for Katara next if he gave them the opportunity. he probably would talk about his mother more if a) he didn’t feel massive guilt at not being able to remember what she looked like, and b) he was allowed to be a child processing the loss of his mother instead of having to become a tiny adult when Hakoda had to leave to help fight the fn. And this gets into an intersection with fandom racism, in that white fans (esp white American fans) are incapable of relating to the structural trauma that both Sokka and Katara experience and thus can’t see the ways in which structural trauma colors every single aspect of both of their characters, leading them to flatten nuance and to have some really bad takes. And you know what, speaking of bad fandom takes--   

“Shitting on Mai because she gets in the way of my favorite Zuko ship is actually totally okay because she’s ~abusive~” 

y’all WHAT. 

ok listen, I get not liking maiko. I didn’t like it when I first got into fandom, and later I realized that while bryke cannot write romance to save their lives, fans who like maiko sure can, so I changed my tune. but if you still don’t like it, that’s fine. no skin off my back. 

what IS skin off my back is taking instances in which Mai had justified anger toward Zuko, and turning it into “Mai abused Zuko.” do you not realize how ridiculous you sound? this is another thing where I get so angry about it that I don’t know how useful my analysis is actually going to be, but I’ll do my best. numerous people have noted how analysis of Mai and Zuko’s breakup in “The Beach” or Mai being justifiably angry with him at Boiling Rock or her asking for FUCKING FRUIT in “Nightmares and Daydreams” that says that all of these events were her trying to gain control over him is....ahhh...lacking in reading comprehension, but I’d like to go a step further and talk about why y’all are so intent on taking down a girl who doesn’t show emotion in normative ways. obviously, there’s a “Zuko can do no wrong” aspect to Mai criticism (which is super weird considering how his whole arc is about how he can do lots of wrong and he has to atone for the wrong that he’s done--but that’s a separate post.) But I also see slandering Mai for not expressing her emotions normatively and not putting up with Zuko’s shit and slandering Katara for “talking about her mother too often” as two sides of the same coin. In both cases, a female character expresses emotions that make you, the viewer, uncomfortable, and so instead of attempting to understand where those emotions may have come from and why they might be manifesting the way they are, y’all just throw the whole character away. this is another instance of people in the fandom being fundamentally disinterested in engaging with the female characters of atla in a real way, except instead of shallowly “stanning” Mai, y’all hate her. so we get to this point where female characters are flattened into one of two things: perfect queens who can do no wrong, or bitches. and that’s not who they are. that’s not who anyone is. but while we as a fandom are pretty good at understanding b1 Zuko’s actions as layered and multifaceted even though he’s essentially an asshole then, few are willing to lend the same grace to any female character, least of all Mai. 

and what’s funny is sometimes this trope will intersect with “I conveniently ship this female character whose canon love interest is one of the members of my favorite non-canon ship with another female character! gay rights!”, so you’ll have someone actively calling Mai toxic/problematic/abusive, and at the same time ship her with Ty Lee? make it make sense! but then again, maybe that’s happening because y’all are fundamentally disinterested in Ty Lee as a character too. 

“I love Ty Lee so much that I’m going to treat her like an infantilized hypersexual airhead!” 

there are so many things happening in y’alls characterization of Ty Lee that I struggled to synthesize it into one quippy section header. on one hand, you have the hypersexualization, and on the other hand, you have the infantilization, which just makes the hypersexualization that much worse. 

(of course, sexualizing or hypersexualizing ANY atla character is really not the move, considering that these are child characters in a children’s show, but then again, that’s a separate post.) 

now, I understand how, from a very, very surface reading of the text, you could come to the conclusion that Ty Lee is an uncomplicated bimbo. if you grew up on Western media the way I did, you’ll know that Ty Lee has a lot of the character traits we associate with bimbos: the form-fitting pink crop top, the general conventional attractiveness, the ditzy dialogue. but if you think about it for more than three seconds, you’ll understand that Ty Lee has spent her whole life walking a tightrope, trying to please Azula and the rest of the royal family while also staying true to herself. Ty Lee and Azula’s relationship is a really complex and interesting topic that I don’t really have time to explore at the moment given how long this post is, but I’d argue that Ty Lee’s constant, vocal  adulation is at least partially a product of learning to survive at court at an early age. Like Mai, she has been forced to regulate her emotions as a member of fn nobility, but unlike Mai, she also has six sisters who look exactly like her, so she has a motivation to be more peppy and more affectionate to stand out. 

fandom does not do the work to understand Ty Lee. as is a theme with this post, fandom is actively disinterested in investigating female characters beyond a very surface level reading of them. Thus, fandom takes Ty Lee’s surface level qualities--her love of the color pink, her revealing standard outfit, and the fact that once she found a boy attractive and also once a lot of boys found her attractive--and they stretch this into “Ty Lee is basically Karen Smith from Mean Girls.” thus, Ty Lee is painted as a bimbo, or more specifically, as not smart, uncritically adoring of Azula (did y’all forget all the non-zukka bits of Boiling Rock?), and attractive to the point of hypersexualization. I saw somebody make a post that was like “I wish mailee was more popular but I’m also glad it isn’t because otherwise people would write it as Mai having to put up with her dumb gf” and honestly I have to agree!! this is one instance in which I’m glad that fandom doesn’t discuss one of my favorite characters that often because I hate the fanon interpretation of Ty Lee, I think it’s rooted in misogyny (particularly misogyny against East Asian women, which often takes the form of fetishizing them and viewing them only through a Western white male gaze)  

(side note: here at army-of-mai-lovers, we stan bimbos. bimbos are fucking awesome. I personally don’t read Ty Lee as a bimbo, but if that’s you, that’s fucking awesome. keep doing what you’re doing, queen <3 or king or monarch, it’s 2021, anyone can be a bimbo, bitches <3)

“Toph can and will destroy everyone here with her bare hands because she’s a meathead who likes to murder people and that’s it!”  

Toph is, and always has been, one of my favorite ATLA characters. My very first fic in fandom was about her, and she appears prominently in a lot of my other work as well. One thing that I am always struck by with Toph is how big a heart she has. She’s independent, yes, snarky, yes, but she cares about people--even the family that forced her to make herself smaller because they didn’t believe that their blind daughter could be powerful and strong. Her storyline is powerful and emotionally resonant, her bending is cool precisely because it’s based in a “wait and listen” approach instead of just smashing things indiscriminately, she’s great disabled rep, and overall one of the best characters in the show. 

And in fandom, she gets flattened into “snarky murder child.” 

So where does this come from? Well, as we all know, Toph was originally conceived of as a male character, and retained a lot of androgyny (or as the kids call it, Gender) when she was rewritten as a female character. There are a lot of cultural ideas about androgynous/butch women being violent, and people in fandom seem to connect that larger cultural narrative with some of Toph’s more violent moments in the show to create the meathead murder child trope, erasing her canon emotionality, softness, heart, and femininity in the process. 

This is not to say that you shouldn’t write or characterize Toph as being violent or snarky at all ever, because yeah, Toph definitely did do Earth Rumbles a lot before joining the gaang, and yeah, Toph is definitely a sarcastic person who makes fun of her friends a lot. What I am saying is that people take these traits, sans the emotional logic, marry them to their conception of androgynous/butch women as violent/unemotional/uncaring, and thus create a caricature of Toph that is not at all up to snuff. When I see Toph as a side character in a fic (because yeah, Toph never gets to be a main character, because why would a fandom obsessed with one male character in particular ever make Toph a protagonist in her own right?) she’s making fun of people, killing people, pranking people, etc, etc. She’s never talking to people about her emotions, or palling around with her found family, or showing that she cares about her friends. Everything about her relationship with her parents, her disability, her relationship to Gender, and her love of her friends is shoved aside to focus on a version of Toph that is mean and uncaring because people have gotten it into their heads that androgynous/butch women are mean and uncaring. 

again, we see a female character who does not emote normatively or in a way that makes you, the viewer, comfortable, and so you warp her character until she’s completely unrecognizable and flat. and for what? 

Azula

no, I didn’t come up with a snappy name for this section, mainly because fanon interpretations of Azula and my own feelings toward the character are...complicated. I know there were some people who wanted me to write about Azula and the intersection of misogyny and ableism in fanon interpretations of her character, but I don’t think I can deliver on that because I personally am in a period of transition with how I see Azula. that is to say, while I still like her and believe that she can be redeemed, there is a lot of merit to disliking her. the whole point of this post is that the female characters of ATLA are complex people whom the fandom flattens into stereotypes that don’t hold up to scrutiny, or dislike for reasons that don’t make sense. Azula, however, is a different case. the rise of Azula defenders and Azula stans has led to this sentiment that Azula is a 14 y/o abuse victim who shouldn’t be held accountable for her actions. it seems to me that people are reacting to a long, horrible legacy of male ATLA fans armchair diagnosing Azula with various personality disorders (and suggesting that people with those personality disorders are inherently monstrous and unlovable which ahhhh....yikes) and then saying that those personality disorders make her unlovable, which is quite obviously bad. and hey, I get loving a character that everyone else hates and maybe getting so swept up in that love that you forget that your fave is complicated and has made some unsavory choices. it sucks that fanon takes these well-written, complex villains/antiheroes and turns them into monsters with no critical thought whatsoever. but the attitude among Azula stans that her redemption shouldn’t be hard, that her being a child excuses all of the bad things that she’s done, that she is owed redemption....all of that rubs me the wrong way. I might make another post about this in the future that discusses this in more depth, but as it stands now: while I understand that there is a legacy of misogynistic, ableist, unnuanced takes on Azula, the backlash to that does not take into account the people she hurt or the fact that in ATLA she does not make the choice to pursue redemption. and yes, Zuko had help in making that choice that Azula didn’t, and yes, Azula is a victim of abuse, but in a show about children who have gone through untold horrors and still work to better the lives of the people around them, that is not enough for me to uncritically stan her. 

Conclusion    

misogyny in this fandom runs rampant. while there are some tropes of fandom misogyny that are well-documented and have been debunked numerous times, there are other, subtler forms of misogyny that as far as I know have gone completely unchecked. 

what I find so interesting about misogyny in atla fandom is that it’s clear that it’s perpetrated by people who are aware of fandom misogyny who are actively trying not to be misogynistic. when I first joined atla fandom last summer, memes about how zukka fandom was better than every other fandom because they didn’t hate the female characters who got in the way of their gay ship were extremely prevalent, and there was this sense that *this* fandom was going to model respectful, fun, feminist online fandom. not all of the topes I’ve outlined are exclusive to or even largely utilized in zukka fandom, but a lot of them are. I’ve been in and out of fandom since I was eleven years old, and most of the fandom spaces I’ve been in have been majority-female, and all of them have been incredibly misogynistic. and I always want to know why. why, in these communities created in large part by women, in large part for women, does misogyny run wild? what I realize now is that there’s never going to be a one-size fits all answer to that question. what’s true for 1D fandom on Wattpad in 2012 is absolutely not true for atla fandom on tumblr in 2021. the answers that I’ve cobbled together for previous fandoms don’t work here. 

so, why is atla fandom like this? why did the dream of a feminist fandom almost entirely focused on the romantic relationship between two male characters fall apart? honestly, I think the notion that zukka fandom ever was this way was horrifically ignorant to begin with. from my very first moment in the fandom, I was seeing racism, widespread sexualization of minors, and yes, misogyny. these aspects of the fandom weren’t talked about as much as the crocverse or other, much more fun aspects. further, atla (specifically zukka) fandom misogyny often doesn’t look like the fandom misogyny we’ve become familiar with from like, Sherlock fandom or what have you. for the most part, people don’t actively hate Suki, they just “stan” without actually caring about her. they hate Mai because they believe in treating male victims of abuse equally. they’re not characterizing Toph poorly, they’re writing her as a “strong woman.” in short, people are misogynistic, and then invoke a shallow, incomplete interpretation of feminist theory to shield themselves from accusations of misogyny. it’s not unlike the way some people will invoke a shallow, incomplete interpretation of critical race theory to shield themselves from accusations of racism, or how they’ll talk about “freedom of speech” and “the suppression of women’s sexuality” to justify sexualizing minors. the performance of feminism and antiracism is what’s important, not the actual practice. 

if you’ve made it this far, first off, hi, thanks so much for reading, I know this was a lot. second, I would seriously encourage you to be aware of these fandom tropes and to call them out when you see them. elevate the voices of fans who do the work of bringing the female characters of atla to life. invest in the wlw ships in this fandom. drop a kudos and a comment on a rangshi fic (please, drop a kudos and a comment on a rangshi fic). read some yuetara. let’s all be honest about where we are now, and try to do better in the future. I believe in us. 

#fandom crit #longpost #like seriously long post strap in #misogyny #death tw #murder tw #abuse cw #sexualization of minors #ableism #racism #fandom racism #zukka crit #swearing tw #suki #yue #katara #ty lee #mai #toph #azula

[stormblessed95]

Ok, so, not BTS-related, but I was reading about your love for ATLA, and I LOVE ATLA as well! My partner and I incorporated some ATLA into our wedding, and I have big tattoo of the elements.

Sorry, I rarely get to chat with an ATLA lover in this fandom! ☺️! Ok, so my questions for you, which ones are your top 3 favorite episodes?. Which 3 episodes made you cry the most? Which 3 episodes could you go back and watch again - as if you had never watched them before, new memory, a clean slate. Which element do you relate to the most?.

And finally, ATLA Aang or Kora, there’s no right or wrong answer, I personally love the main characters in the original, but I liked the “villains” in Kora much better!

Awww fun! And most of yall probably won't care since this is soooo not why yall follow me but I love ATLA, so let's go!! You are asking me to severely limit myself here though!!!

My top 4 episodes, in no particular order (I know you said 3, shush)

This was so hard to pick 😭 and clearly book 3 is my favorite season. Lol

The Firebending Masters (Book 3, Episode 12)

This is just a cinematic masterpiece and such a turning point in their character arcs, Zukos especially.

The Southern Raiders (Book 3, Episode 14)

This was such a powerful episode for Katara, and for further integrating the gaang with Zuko after all the high tensions. Not only do we see how insanely badass Katara is, we see incredible character growth and a choice to let herself start to heal too

Sozin's Comet (Book 3, all 4 parts of the finale)

Yes the finale. Sad to have it end but good lord what an ending. It wrapped everything up neatly, tied up every plot line into a neat bow, satisfied everyone's morals, incredible fight scenes and every single characters had time to shine too

The Boiling Rock (Book 3, Episode 13)

This was such a good episode where non benders get to shine. Badass ladies being insanely badass. Mission impossible vibes and prison breaks. Emotional, yet insanely funny the whole time too. Bonding moments for Zuko and Sokka that I adored. And Mai with her "I love Zuko more than I fear you" let me MELT. It's another turning point episode I think too

2 episodes that make me cry, like everytime. I will be legitimately crying as I watch.

Tales of Ba Sing Se (Book 2, Episode 15)

Uncle Iroh 😭😭 Leaves from the Vine. The back stories. The little slice of life snippets. The characters are so distinctly well developed. And Leaves from the Vine makes me SOB. Just thinking about it gets me misty eyed

Appa's Lost Days (Book 2, Episode 16)

There was absolutely ZERO REASON to hurt us all that badly. Appa deserves better. And Suki finding him. And helping him. Aang's grief and devastation. Toph having to make the world's most impossible choice. I watch this episode through blurry eyes as I cry the whole time.

Since I cheated with the first section, I'll just do these 2 for this one. These are really the only 2 episodes that get tears legit flowing down my cheeks through the whole thing. Plently other episodes rub my emotions totally raw, but thse are on another level. Why is season 2 SO SAD?!

3 episodes I would want to watch again over and over as if seeing them for the first time. In no particular order:

The Southern Air Temple (Book 1, Episode 3)

This is one of the biggest episodes in terms of setting up how powerful this show is going to be and how unique it is as a story. It also shows us how they aren't going to be shying away from hard topics, instead throwing us in head first as we deal with these things with the characters. We see Zuko, our antagonist, at an Agni Kai, showing that there is so much more to him that meets the eye. As well seeing Aang start to comes to terms with the horrors of war and the genocide of his people. How he has to deal with that and how wrong it is. It sets up so much for the plot line of this show. It also is giving me the found family trope of my dreams

The Puppetmaster (Book 3, Episode 8)

This episode is practically the definition of with great power comes great responsibility. It takes the extreme end of power and manipulates it for something evil. And it scared the crap out of me as a kid and still gives me chills. It's such a powerful episode though.

The Blind Bandit (Book 2, Episode 6)

Toph is easily one of the best characters in the show IMO. lol tough as nails and looking so tiny and sweet. She is so intense. And this is one of the best examples of disability representation I've seen in media. She embraces her disability and there is never any mention of it being bad. Just different. And it in no way doesn't take away from her being one of the most powerful characters in the show. If anything, being blind made her adapt in ways that just enhanced her power too. And while there are episodes that showcase her that I love more, this was our introduction to her. And what an intro it was!

There are soooo many more that I love so much and would love to mention here too. Like this show is just SO GOOD?!

What element do I relate to the most?

Fire probably. Maybe Water. Feels like opposites I know, but that tracks for me 🤣

Avatar the Last Airbender or Legend of Korra?

My thing is that the shows are the same world, same magic system, same premise, etc. But SO DIFFERENT they don't really feel comparable! You will have people fighting over and over about which series is better, but it really can just come down to personal preference. Korra as a show tends to be more serious. It's amped up its targeted audience a bit. It has more intense fight scenes, more scary and almost like real life type of bad guys and a more lax moral compass. ATLA has better use of comedic relief and it has a better sense of character development of a group. That found family is TIGHT. ATLA also leans heavier into the fantasy world, rather than urban city living like in Korra. ATLA I think has a stronger overall plot line too. They both exhibit so many wonderful wonderful things. Including lessons to be learned, thought provoking episodes and real life ways to apply what is/has happened in our world. Just like you can't compare Kyoshi to either Aang or Korra too. Kyoshi took a kids show and ramped up the violence and adult content and made it sooo not family friendly. Lol the book is great. Wonder if they will ever make it a show too? She went whole assassin 😅 But it's like comparing apples and oranges. Totally different things just comes down to preference. I personally like ATLA the original better, but that could truly just come down to nostalgia. I adore Korra and how they handled the next reincarnation of the avatar and new adventures to be had. And the way she grew as a character and dealt with her trauma was SO WELL DONE. Plus Korra and Asami is a WHOLE MOOD 😍

Right well, an apology again to everyone who couldn't care less, please feel free to ignore! Lol but I loved this. And if you read this and are interested and haven't seen the show.... I HIGHLY recommend it! Sorry for how long this got too 🙈💜💜💜

#my favorite atla episodes #blog detour sorry

[bukojuiice]

my world is changed and it’s cradled by the comfort that is you.

ೃ pairing: (third year! katsuki bakugo x third year! fem reader)

ೃ  warnings: cursing c/o of katsuki bakugo

ೃ genre: fluff overload and bakugo tryna comfort you in the most “katsuki bakugo” way possible

ೃ word count: 1,189 words

ೃ  my ongoing bakugo x reader smau and  my writing masterlist (if you want to see more from me! c:)

ೃ this is very very self-indulgent. channeling your frustrations and turning it into some good ol fluff is the best remedy. i am very proud to say that i had so so much fun writing this. hope you enjoy reading it too!!

ೃ song inspo: home by reese lansangan

ೃ After receiving a quarterly report on the status of your hero internships and as a 3rd year student of UA Academy, your day is ruined as soon as you began to read it’s contents. Your explosive boyfriend does not want to see you like this. But how can he possibly cheer you up?

You weren't feeling well.

Not in a "Oh no I'm sick! I'm going to be bedridden the entire day!" It was more of a "I hate everything about myself and half of UA Academy's Third Years seems to think so, too".

It was torture for Katsuki Bakugo to see his girlfriend like this, who only actually got up to go to the bathroom and even then she looked absolutely sad. Not even acknowledging her classmates who she passed by all the way to the bathrooms. Katsuki knew he had to get (Y/N) out of bed and do something fun and enlightening or something to make her feel a little bit better...

That's the problem though. He has no idea how to. With how he tends to act most of the time; (aka his explosive and hot-headed antics for a lack of a better word)  trying to be a soft and comforting boyfriend was a foreign concept to him.

But... he had to find a way.

This is for your sake after all. He doesn't want to see you looking like this again. Rather, this is the first time he's seen you look like you're drowning in endless sorrow and... it was not a happy sight.

Your sunny and bubbly disposition in contrast to his rough and proud nature, was one of the many reasons why he fell for you in the first place. (A point he has yet to admit to his family and friends but he's getting there) You were the sun to his moon, and the sky was your love. An excerpt from the poem you dedicated to him for your 1st year anniversary. He found it cheesy as hell but it had a special place in his heart. No one had ever done something like that for him after all.

Bakugo knocks on the door of your dorm room before walking in, frowning and scrunching his nose at the sight of his girlfriend sulking and wrapped around her blanket in a style of a blanket-burrito.

"Hey." You jump a little in your little burrito and your lips don't even quirk at seeing your spiky haired boyfriend. Which is unusual because as far as Bakugo is aware, you show him your most brightest smile and say your most loving words whenever you see him enter your room.

"Hi." You mumble slipping in further, burying your face on your pillow. Katsuki sighs and sits next to you on the bed. He moves some strands of hair from your eyes and pouts. You glance at him and huff, eyes still red though your lips are quirking up. "Don't pout and get mad at me Suki-kun. You know how much that makes me weak. I'm not really in the mood to argue with you."

Katsuki scoffs in a rather playful and affectionate way as he lays on top of you making you squeal. "Katsuki! I can't breathe! Please!" You giggle, your face turning beet red. Your thoughts battling each other as you don't know whether or not to savor the moment or to go back to your sad thoughts. "Not until you stop sulking like a fucking weirdo." You wriggle around and manage to get your arms free so you could shove him off lightly. "I am really not in the mood Suki. I mean it." You say giggling still. Bakugo continues to give you an unimpressed look, his brows furrowing, as he pecks your cheek.

"You okay? On a scale of 1 to 10 how much do you feel like shit?" He says in a rather more gentle and polite manner this time. You sigh and rest your head on his shoulder. "Could be better. I feel like shit times infinity." Bakugo grunts, as he hesitantly interlaces your fingers together. You shiver at the touch of his hand with yours. Your cold fingers interlacing with the heat emanating from his. It felt weird yet comforting.

"What the hell happened? If this is because of either Monoma or Mineta again, I'm going to beat them to a fucking pulp-" You shake your head rapidly, pulling away to grab a copy of the Third year student rankings and then placing it on Katsuki's lap, lying back down and sighing loudly.

Katsuki looks at the paper you had placed on his hands, and sees a stupid remark about your hero internships. Saying something along the lines of you and your quirk not being good enough, especially during battle-oriented situations. Another critique went far as to say that your quirk is useless and that you don't deserve to even be studying at UA at all. Katsuki clicks his tongue, crumpling the piece of paper and shooting it in the trash can. He sighs heavily, laying down next to you.

"(Y/N." Katsuki begins, "Are you really listening and or putting these shitty  fucking critiques to heart? (Y/N) you're better than this."

You sniff and shrug. "I don't know. I guess I should. These statements are coming from the general public after all. The people who watch our every move."

Katsuki sighs and brings you close to hug him, kissing your forehead. "You're more than that, okay? You may act like a dumbass sometimes, but you've got a lot of heart and that's what's important." You shrug once again. Your eyes widen when Katsuki lifts you up, and positions you on his lap. You sit comfortably with his face inches from yours, and his strong arms wrapped around you. You look away, trying to hide the half-hearted smile forming on your face.

It was a gesture of affection you rarely see from him and if the circumstances were any different right now, you most probably would have been screaming internally and your face would be flushing a shade of red you have never seen before. You most probably would have d worded from embarrassment too.

"Listen... fuck what other people think. People shouldn't judge you on what makes you happy and what makes you special, especially as a hero. You are worth more than they made you think." He pecks your lips and touches his forehead with yours. "You saw something different in me. You still tried to be my friend even though I looked down on everyone and acted like a pompous ass every single day. Yet you still saw the good in me. You loved and accepted my flaws that I despised with a burning passion. Now it's time for people to find the good in you too. No matter how long and how hard it takes." You nod bringing yours lips to meet Bakugo's. He smiles into the kiss and you wraps your arms around his waist, pulling him flush against you, burrito blanket and all.

"Thanks for that reminder." You whisper, kissing Katsuki's nose. Katsuki mumbles softly and kisses you again. And again. And again. And again until you're giggling like a little girl against his lips. "Tch. Any time." He replies annoyingly.

You smile as the two of you look at each other with nothing but love in your eyes.

 and from then and there, he doesn't mind doing anything else for the rest of the day.

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fic recs / may 2021

Happy summer! I know I missed last month’s fic recs so hopefully I’ll make up for it with these brilliant fics. Hope you guys enjoy!

warm water by @xbuchananbarnes​ Thor x reader: Thor comes home to find his love.

*passionate & burning by @peachyteabuck Thor x reader: You’re busy with working from home, but Thor has other plans for the day.

but i just wanna hear your voice by @blackberrybucky Thor x reader: Thor comes back after they defeat Thanos and tries to make things right with you.

*all there’s left to do is run by spacelabrathor Dothraki!Thor x reader: Horse warlord Thor finds you a captive in a raid of a desert village and gives you a choice. Freedom by a quick death or taking his hand and going with him, to be his. You choose life, and with it, a husband who is wild and fierce and more than you could have ever imagined.

*summoned by @darklydeliciousdesires​ Old God!Thor x villager!reader: The buffet of offerings, all of which shall placate, appease and satiate every whim and desire of the gods is laid out and ready, you amongst them.

ships in the night by @sugardaddytonystark Pirate King!Thor x Dora Milaje mermaid!reader: When Thor, the infamous Pirate King, lays down anchor in Wakanda, the last thing you expect is for him to ask for aid from your own king. You volunteer your assistance, leaving the home you’ve always known to set sail with King Odinson and his crew.

*cut offs by @milaonthemoon Frank x reader: You get kidnapped and Frank has to get you out.

tired by @castawaybarnes​ Frank x reader: Keeping yourself awake waiting for Frank was getting easier once you got used to the bitterness of black coffee.

*ash painted lips by @sebbytrash Frank x reader: Frank is your lifeline, protecting you like only he can do but you harbour not-so-secret feelings for him that threaten to shake the foundation of this steady, necessary partnership.

scales of justice weigh the consequence by @inspiresimagine​ Frank x reader: the world is black and white until you find your soulmate. you’re a single mom in NYC accustomed to life as-is, but apparently, the universe has other plans. namely? frank castle.

*generosity by @pumpkin-stars Frank x reader: AKA: The five (or more) things Frank usually does when he fucks you, and the one time he does something different.

poltergeists for sidekicks by @bubble-tea-bunny​ Frank x reader: Frank’s lost count of the days he’s come home to you already fast asleep.

*frank + overstimulation by @honeychicana

*frank + rough sex by @sweeterthanthis​

*frank + breath play by sweeterthanthis

*frank + doggy style by @honeydulcewrites​

*frank + gun play by honeydulcewrites

*frank + gun play (2) by honeydulcewrites

*frank + gun play (3) by honeydulcewrites

*frank + overstimulation by honeydulcewrites

*frank coming home to you by honeydulcewrites

*untitled frank smut by @luciilferss​

*playing with frank’s hair by inspiresimagine

frank + praise by inspiresimagine

*frank putting you in a headlock while fucking you by @punani​

*nobody else but me by @allaboardthereadingrailroad​ Shane Walsh x reader: Shane knows exactly what you need.

the comet by @mcubabydotcom​ Steve x reader: You and Steve witness a once-in-a-lifetime celestial event.

*the punishment by ozarkthedog Nomad!Steve x reader: You disobeyed Steve and now you must make it up to him.

*headinthequinjet by xbuchananbarnes Steve x reader: Steve’s having a hard time breathing.

*shotgunning with chris by ozarkthedog

*cockwarming with chris by @buckyssimp​

*a teal crushed velvet ride by @ozarkthedog​ Chris x reader: You love Chris’s Teal Velvet Pants. He notices and decides to indulge you.

*don’t look away by ozarkthedog Chris x reader: Chris fucks you against a mirror.

*keep the heat by ozarkthedog Andy Barber x reader: Andy fucks you in the coat.

*i don’t work jobs (i am a job) by @peachyteabuck Andy x reader: Andy needs to teach you that “staying at home” doesn’t preclude a little thing called “work.”

*worst behaviour by buckyssimp Professor!Bucky x reader: Bucky notices you staring at him during class. 

*lipstick stain by @xbuchananbarnes​ Bucky x reader: Bucky could recognize that laugh anywhere.

bucky takes care of you by @buckyblues

*you better act like this dick belongs to you by buckyblues

*lazy day with bucky by buckyblues

*pegging bucky by buckyblues

*bucky tit fucking you by buckyblues

something new by @mxsamwilson​ Sam Wilson x Bucky Barnes: Fellas is it gay to receive an intimate haircut from your boy? (ft Bucky being hopelessly in love with Sam but too much of an idiot to tell him).

*the magic word by @whateveriwant Bucky x reader: Bucky agrees to try something you’ve always wanted to do with him, but only under the condition that a certain word be employed if need be.

warm by @revengingbarnes​ Bucky x reader: “The fire alarm in our building went off and you rushed out without a coat. Wanna share my blanket?”

patterns by @xbuchananbarnes Bucky x reader: Bucky plays with your hair.

pretending to not feel alone by blackberrybucky Bucky x reader: Bucky, hopeless romantic, meets you, committed cynic. What could go wrong?

*bucky’s first time in 70 years by @luciilferss

*fluorescent adolescent by @ohbuckie​ College!Bucky x reader: Bucky fucks you on his bedroom floor.

*it’s a cruel summer by blackberrybucky Bucky x reader: You and Bucky are friends with benefits, but what happens when you realize you want more?

*sex on legs by @navybrat817​ Bucky x reader: Bucky looks good in anything.

ride with me by @jurassicbarnes Detective!Bucky x Biker!reader: When his best friend forces him to third wheel on a road trip, Bucky doesn’t expect for it to become so eventful, let alone find something, or rather someone worth staying for.

*going live by @ritesofreverie​ Camboy!Bucky x reader: Your new neighbour looks familiar, where had you seen him before?

*stranded by @honeysucklesteve Dad’s best friend!Bucky x reader: When your car breaks down on the side of the road and your dad can’t come rescue you, he sends the next best thing.

if i could fly, i’d be coming right back home to you by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: Exile over, Sam comes home to you.

baby, i still see ya by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: Sam comes home, the future calling to him. He sees you again, and gets a little caught up in the past

*if you ever want to be in love by blackberrybucky Sam x reader: How your relationship with Sam falls apart and comes back together.

taller than me by @kaitsukibakugo Katsuki Bakugo x Izuku Midoriya: Katsuki has found love with someone who years ago he never would have expected. Now Deku is his husband and he’s noticed something else he never thought possible: Deku is taller than him.

*would you like to stay forever? by kaitsukibakugo Pro Hero!Kirishima Eijiro x reader: Sparring with Pro Hero Kirishima Eijiro in his private gym at his home doesn't seem like a bad idea if you don't count the fact that you really, really like him.

how your bnha fave acts when they realize they’re in love by @inthorantine

*bnha love island headcannons by @doinmybesthere​

*first time bj headcannons by @shoutogepi

*the best pussy eater of mha by @dearestdynamight​

passing the night stars by @hoe-doroki Hitoshi Shinsou x reader: The party was neon and you needed darkness.

*let’s talk about deku’s hands by @rat-suki​

*waking up deku by spacelabrathor

*deku comes home after a late shift by doinmybesthere

*slow stroke king izuku by @sems-diarie​​

*champagne problems by @some-kindofgnome​ Katsuki Bakugou x reader: You were slipping between Bakugou’s fingers faster than ever now. Instead of letting it happen he clung to you even tighter. Instead of letting you go, instead of accepting that he’d driven this relationship into the fucking ground, he’d promised himself that he could still save it.

*presented by @tteokdoroki​ Dragon King!Katsuki x reader: On the twenty-first birthday of Katsuki Bakugou, an offering is made in his honour as he becomes chief of the dragons. Clans usually offer up sacrifices of berries or nuts, salts and fresh catches. But for those of Dargon’s blood, their offering is a mate... And that mate is you.

*domina by rat-suki Katsuki x reader: He’s just so hot when you get under his skin. You can’t possibly stop now.

*baby, i’m a haunted house by @ketslketslketsl​ Yakuza!Katsuki x reader: It’s been a long six months since you last saw him.

i’m a liability, get you wild, make you leave (i’m a little much for everyone) by @willowser Katsuki x reader: There’s no reason for Katsuki to be here. It’s all he can think, bitter, as he stares at the paint peeling from the door, exposing the wood grain underneath its thin coat. Old and distant, this house; too far from the city to make the trek worth it, for your job to make sense; too ancient to be lived in by the number 12 hero in Japan. If he closes his eyes, he can hear Lake Biwa from his position on your porch and the soft sway of the water almost calms down the storm that’s been building in him since he boarded the train, since he nearly snapped his phone in half.

*we are the foxes (and we run) by @spacelabrathor shoyo hinata x reader: After everything, the end of the world and the chaos and destruction that reigned after society fell, it takes a lot to surprise you. And yet, when you come to the edge of the pit, a gasp wrenches from you like someone gripped it in their fist and yanked. Laid out on the bed of leaves at the bottom of the pit is...something. Someone. Or, Hinata falls into reader’s pit trap after the end of the world. This is the story of how she pulls him out, drags him to her bunker, and they grow together. 

*dark priest!Obiwan Kenobi by @mandosmimi​

you’re the former babysitter of zemo’s son by @helahades​

*mando doesn’t realize how big his dick is by @cptnbvcks​​

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