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meowzfordayz · 2 years

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meows for days

Author’s Note: kitties have my whole heart. 😻 As do Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Tanjirou! As do all the Hashira !! HeLp !!! 🥴

meows for days

Kamaboko x Reader

Word Count: ~3,000

CW: explicit language

Request Fulfilled: Tanjiro x reader, Zenitsu x reader, and Inosuke x reader where a box of kittens are abandoned at the butterfly estate and reader and the character help take care and play with the kittens and it would be super cute and fluffy

~faqs~

Would initially think it’s a prank

Or a trap

Kittens can be deadly, yanno? 😳

#exploding kittens #the card game

But like, “Zeni, who would use kittens as a trap?”

“Someone trying to lure you,” he retorts, arms crossed suspiciously

Okaaay

Fair point 😅

BUT, the tiny box sitting outside the Butterfly Mansion just looks so…

Not threatening

“I guess we’ll have to take that risk,” you shrug, peering into the box

Four adorable balls of fur mewl, crawling around and over each other

Poor darlings you frown to yourself This box is waaay too small

“[y/n]!” Zenitsu’s eyes widen as he tugs nervously at your elbow, “It could be dangerous!”

You raise an eyebrow, squatting beside the box

Aha! Zenitsu’ll fall in love with you for sure!

Carefully, you pluck a kitten from the box, cuddling it to your chest

“Meeew, meeew, meeew.”

“IT’S A SIGNAL! IT’S A SIGNAL! IT’S A SIGNAL! [Y/N]! IT’S-”

This dumb mf 🙃

You smack his chest, “OUCH!”, and hand him the noisy kitten

Instinctively, he holds it gently like you knew he would, expression softening the moment its mewing lessens

“Is it still a signal?” you smirk

He hushes you, actually hushes you, as he runs a shy finger down its spine

“It’s… it’s so… so…”

—I firmly believe Zenitsu has tears in his eyes at this point

—Has he ever held a kitten canonically before?

—Idk! 😂

—But is it a life changing experience ??

—Heck yeah !!!!! 🥳

“Well there are three more,” you almost coo at him #heart eyes for men w/ kittens, taking another lil cutie from the box

Zenitsu becomes classic cat dad

Didn’t want cats, got cats, and now doesn’t trust anybody but himself w/ the cats

That kind of classic cat dad

Shinobu was highly uninterested in having cats living at the Butterfly Mansion

So Zenitsu tried the trick you used on him, on her

It…

Didn’t go as well 😬

But still worked ??

Not so much the trick #RIP Zenitsu after pulling that stunt 😵

Mostly just that Shinobu could tell the kittens wouldn’t survive otherwise

And even tho she’s not a fan of furry creatures, she doesn’t want four more innocent souls on her conscience

Zenitsu is a #helicopter cat dad

Assisted by his heightened hearing, and moving speed

He thinks it’s fate

Is this why I’m a Thunder Breathing user ?? To hear and save and protect my kittens ??

You’re verrry patient w/ him — no need to tell him cats can get down from countertops and tables just fine on their own 🙄

Or that every meow doesn’t mean hUnGrY

—LOL ofc every meow means hUnGrY

Fortunately, Zenitsu’s also deeply invested in their health, so he doesn’t overfeed them

He:

Regularly clips their nails: three of them are easy going about it, but the fourth he has to swaddle

Bathes with them: ngl it’s fricking precious when you catch cat dad Zenitsu bathing w/ his children — they’re curious and well behaved, calm as he gently scrubs them… except for the fourth (the fourth watches disdainfully from the edge of the tub)

Brushes their fur daily (they’re longhaired), an hr each, because, “They purr the whole time!” — which, they do, but that’s four hrs daily spent brushing cats (the fourth, surprisingly, falls asleep during brush hr)

Goes hunting, daily, so they can, “Eat fresh!”

Takes them on walks: they pitter patter behind him, tails perked, and you can’t resist smiling fondly whenever he interrupts your chores or training or whatever — he’ll hold your hand for a bit as you chat, cats weaving between your legs, head butting your calves

Refuses to let anyone else help him

He’s a #jealous cat dad

Doesn’t let anyone else feed or groom his cats

Claims it’s bc nobody else:

Would clip their nails properly, and he insists on using a specific technique (won’t show anyone the technique tho)

Would participate fully in bathtime, and he insists on a personal experience vs simply “dumping them in a bucket”

Would brush their fur for the full hr, and he insists he can tell the difference between 59 minutes of brushing and an hr of brushing

Would hunt fresh meat for every meal, and he insists on never feeding them anything dried, frozen, or preprepared

Would be able to get them to follow them for walks, and he insists that walks are crucial to their emotional and mental wellbeing

“What about when you’re sent on a mission?” you ask him quietly

He’s 47 minutes into his allotted brushing time, sitting cross legged with a cat on his lap, the remaining three sprawled nearby

“I…” he falters, freezing mid stroke, “I guess, could you take care of them?”

You smile gently, bending down to press a kiss to his forehead, “I would be honored, but… Zeni, what if we’re both sent on missions?”

Zenitsu’s eyes close as he inhales and exhales

A sheepish expression flitting across his face

“I should…” he nibbles at his bottom lip, hesitant, “I should be less possessive?”

You laugh cheerfully, poking the dent between his eyebrows, “You’ll always be overprotective cat dad… but you need to trust more people to take care of them. Perhaps Aoi? You know she’s caring and attentive to details. It’ll ease the pressure of being their primary caretaker, and… when you do have to leave, hopefully the guilt’ll feel… more manageable.”

He swallows, glancing at the ball of fur—his fast growing, beautiful, ball of fur—purring in his lap, and nods

“Thank you.”

You chuckle, twirling a bouncy tendril of his hair around your pinky, “Whatever for?”

“For handing me the kitten,” he smiles brightly, scratching under his cat’s jaw, “And for looking out for me — for looking out for them.”

Would be extremely curious and HYPED after your discovery of a box of kittens

Ofc he has positive intentions, but he’s also the embodiment of chaotic toddler energy

“Kocho-sama, could we please shelter these kittens? They’re so… tiny,” you hold out the box for her to peer into

Shinobu tries not to flinch at the three scraps of fur, noting their poor condition, “What if they eat Fugu?”

Inosuke scowls beside you, gently, protectively, taking the box from you

You interject before he ruins any chance of Shinobu agreeing, “How about until they’re healthy?”

Shaking her head, “If we shelter them until they’re healthy, then everyone’ll become attached and this’ll become their permanent residence,” Shinobu sighs resignedly, “They may stay here under the condition of: if they eat Fugu, then neither of you will be welcomed here again.”

Inosuke’s about to protest What if we’re injured? You’ll just let us die because our cats ate your dumb fish?!, so you stomp on his foot instead

Damn it [y/n] !! I’m carrying precious cargo !! his glare communicates, big toe throbbing

Shinobu claps cheerfully, flaring her haori as she spins around

And leaves

Err

“Well, we better make sure these kittens don’t grow up into fish killers,” you mutter

Inosuke ignores you

Lap full of kittens as he sits on the ground

You blink

You blink again

Rub your eyes

He’s sitting on the ground, boar head off, lap full of kitten

“I didn’t wanna scare ‘em,” he answers before you can even ask

Ugh 😍

It’s not like you forget how pretty he is bc he’s your partner — you’re basically the only person who gets to see him, boar head off, on a regular basis

But

Pretty man w/ his lap full of kittens

Pretty man w/ his rough voice, volatile mannerisms, and just overall weirdities

W/ HIS LAP FULL OF KITTENS

—Btw I doubt “weirdities” is a word, but c’mon: man can dislocate everything at will and wiggle through a tunnel ?? That’s #weird

—And obvi awesome !!

—Still #weird tho

You squeal in delight, moving to rest your hands on his shoulders as his ears redden

You’re the only person he won’t immediately shrug off 🥺

He’s too distracted atm anyway

Inosuke quickly turns into #trainer cat dad

Once they’re weaned off formula and confirmed to be in satisfactory health

He begins his make-sure-these-kittens-don’t-grow-up-into-fish-killers regimen

If Tengen can train muscular mice, then Inosuke can train fish friendly cats !! 😤

… or can he?

Does Inosuke strike you as someone w/ enough patience to train cats ?????

Yeeeah

He isn’t

But he’s… determined! 😌

Spends weeks trying to teach them “Sit down”

“Lie down”

“Roll over”

“No!”

… they’re not puppies babe 🤪

Altho Inosuke’s suuuper proud that they seem to obey “No!”

You don’t have the heart to correct him

Literally: he’ll say, “No!” when one of them is on the dining table or something, pick them up, place them on the floor, and proceed to praise them and himself, “You’re so smart kitty! You listen to Master Hashibira, don’t cha?”

He’ll brag the entire evening about how they, “Respected and obeyed Master Hashibira!”

Buuut they still won’t sit, lie, or roll

Or anything else

Besides yanno

Be 🐈cats🐈‍⬛

You don’t interfere w/ his #program

Content to observe Master Hashibira: Whisperer of Cats

Futilely attempt to teach the cats how to backflip

“No kitty!” as he squats, cradling it in his hands, manually maneuvering it through a backflip motion

You suspect it’s bc you’re raising them, but they’re uncharacteristically unbothered by Inosuke’s usually rambunctious behavior

—Bc Ik most cats would not tolerate Master Hashibira’s antics

—Again, he means well !!

—He just reeeally wants them to complete a bamboo ramps and rings obstacle course

“Aww kitty, are you tired?” he murmurs

The cat’s curled into a shrimp shape, tail tucked under its chin

“One more backflip! I believe in you!” he exclaims, lifting the drowsy cat for another rotation

You snort as the cat yawns disinterestedly, allowing Inosuke to flip it

“[y/n]!” he grins widely

“Master Hashibira, how goes the training?” you smile playfully

“I like when you call me Master Hashibira!” he declares loudly, staring as you enter the common area

“Your student… is sleeping,” you chuckle, pointing to the now snoozing cat

Inosuke scowls good naturedly, tenderly petting its ear, “I’ll just find one of its siblings!”

“Ah,” you pat his head, knees pressing lightly into his shoulder blades

He leans back, grunting softly

“I like when I can touch your face,” you tap along the edge of his jaw

“S’because I don’t wanna scare ‘em,” he grumbles

“How noble of you, Master Hashibira,” you crouch behind him, chest warm against his back arms hanging comfortingly over his shoulders

“I’m still God of the Mountain,” he huffs without malice, interlacing his unoccupied fingers with yours

You smile at the scene

Master Hashibira: sans signature boar head, stroking his dozing, purring cat

God of the Mountain: sans shirt as expected, stripped bare — in body and in… in something… delicately sweet, fragile as jasmine, soothing as chamomile, promising as sunflowers

Inosuke: sans bells and whistles, who lets you caress his skin, meet his gaze, and call him out on his bullshit

“My Inosuke,” you whisper into his neck

He shivers, a low groan building in his throat

“So beautiful with his cats,” you giggle, “So cute.”

“M’not cute,” he glowers

“So, so cute,” you peck his cheek

He’s not cute

Not, not, not

Absolutely. Not. Cute…

But…

As he soaks in the affection of your embrace, the familiarity of your scent

He decides

He’s okay being

Master Hashibira: Whisperer of Cats

Your Inosuke

“Darling, darling, sweetheart, darling!” Tanjirou calls for you, enthusiasm reverberating through the hall

“Tan?” you call back, “In here! Organizing my room!”

His footsteps thud loudly, getting closer and closer

“DARLING! LOOK WHAT I FOUND!”

He’s holding a box, carefully, eyes alert and shining 📦🤗

“That’s… a nice box!” you’re supportive, albeit confused

“Listen!”

Silence envelops your room for a moment, and then…

“Wait,” you squeal, “Wait, wait, wait,” you rush to the box, grasping Tanjirou’s hands so you’re holding the box together

Five kittens totter in the box, muted mewls and the scraping of claws against cardboard accompanying their frail bodies

“Where?” you gasp, face flush with excitement

“Outside the mansion. I meant to go to the market, but I smelled something… odd. Turns out it was these precious bundles.”

“And Kocho-sama?” you ask sharply, eyes narrowing at the prospect of having to abandon the kittens a second time

“I’ve already received her permission to house them here,” Tanjirou smiles proudly

“Change of plans,” you grin, “My room is organized. Let’s play with kittens!”

Tanjirou is 100% a #cat parent

Not exactly a #cat dad tho, bc he happily shares parenting responsibilities w/ you

Like, if someone didn’t know any better, then they’d prob assume he’s talking about a literal child

Not five kittens

“Darling, did you feed them this morning?” I did Tan, they’re so greedy! 😋

“[y/n], how are they doing? Have we weighed them recently?” Not recently, Tan. We could do it in an hour? “Sounds wonderful to me, darling!”

“Sweetheart, I miss them.” Oh Tan, I miss them too. “Let’s finish this mission as soon as possible?” Absolutely Tan.

“[y/n]... I can’t find one of them!” Calm, Tan. Honey, Tan, love. I’m sure they’re just getting into trouble somewhere. We can look for them, together. They’re going to be okay. “Promise?” I promise, Tan.

“Sweetheart! They broke another one of Kocho-sama’s pots.” Uh oh! Quick, grab them and we’ll run away! “Are you serious?” I am so serious Tan.

You fall into a cozy rhythm, alternating feeding, grooming, and playing

Tanjirou claims doting parent; you, the levelheaded one

It’s endearing, truly, how meticulously he cares for your kittens

Worrying about their diet — he consults experts in the nearby villages, as well as a reluctant Shinobu

Obsessing over their fur — he buys five different brushes before settling for the one that seems the least abrasive

Allowing them to sleep in your bed — they’re warmer than any blanket, and make great alarm clocks

And the sweetest most annoying part?

He consults you constantly

“Is it okay if I adjust their diets slightly, darling? Kocho-sama suggested more meat.”

You smile fondly, “Sure, Tan.”

“Sweetheart? I think their brush is wearing out. Would you mind if I bought a replacement?”

“Of course, Tan,” you press a grateful kiss to his cheek

“[y/n]? I feel like we haven’t spent quality time with them recently.”

You smooth your thumb across his furrowed brow, “We can definitely make more time for them. How about this afternoon after sparring?”

He nods, gently catching your hand, nuzzling his nose into your palm, “Thank you, darling.”

—

“You know Tan,” you murmur as you sit in bed together, three purr balls sprawled at your feet—additional kittens on both of your laps—as you sip tentatively on fragrant tea 🍵

“Hm, sweetheart?” he reaches, placing an affectionate hand on your thigh

—UGH imagine snuggling in bed w/ Tanjirou and KITTENS 😭

“I trust you.”

He hums in acknowledgment, faint pink dusting his ears

“You’re considerate, attentive,” your heart flutters, “You amaze me.”

A shy laugh fills your room as he ducks his head, “Darling, why’re you… saying… all of this?”

“Because I want to?” you wink cheekily, “And because…” you drift off, suddenly, timid

He squeezes your thigh, reassuringly, encouragingly

“Do you regret stumbling upon our kittens?” you ask softly

His reaction is shockingly abrupt, hands cupping your nervous expression, calloused finger pads steady as they stroke your cheekbones

“How do you mean?”

“Well, they’re a lot of work. Sometimes I wonder if… I fear that…”

You meet his eyes, raw and adoring

—Tanjirou’s totally befuddled btw

—What are you wondering?

—What are you afraid of?

—Has he not demonstrated his intentions, deeply and vulnerably?

“I fear I’m not an adequate partner. For our kittens. For-”

His forehead is firm and intimate, nudging yours, derailing your spiral

“Stop.”

His tone is… lowered, more serious than you’re accustomed to

“Please stop. Darling. Sweetheart. [y/n]. My darling, sweet [y/n].”

His eyes

Safe, infinite, enduring; tempered by hollow grey, the fragility of not knowing

“You are adequate. Brilliant. The first and only person I thought of when I stumbled upon our kittens.”

He smells the panic leaking from the fissure in your heart

A winding, puzzled symphony of Could this be enough?

“What do you see, [y/n]?” he asks quietly

He waits as you process his question, fingertips continuining their protective strokes

“I see you,” you smile slowly, “And our kittens. Our five precious bundles. I see you pacing in the middle of the night, terrified that they might not make it. I see you relieved, shimmering, joyful, as you realize they’ve made it — as you realize they’re ours. I see you with your face in their fur as they purr. Dangling the sleeves of your haori for them to play with. Pulling them onto your lap when they yawn. I see you, Tanjirou. I see you and your kindness, your generosity, your dedication. You’re brighter than all the light I could ever wish to see.”

You render him speechless with your openness

With how precisely you see him

How painful it was for you to confess

“You’re there too, you know.”

His voice is full and certain; as raspy as a morning of sleeping in; as tactile as knowing he’s beside you

“In the middle of the night, holding my hand, making sure I don’t lose myself. As I realize, as you realize, that we sounds, feels, like home — much more than words of separation ever could. Whatever you see, I see you there with me. You are my partner, as I am yours. Our kittens... you... you’re enough. You are all I could ever wish to see. The pain you carry? It is our pain, if you’re willing.”

He feels the corners of your eyes dampening, just as you see his glistening

“All of me is yours, if you’re willing.”

You whisper, “I’m scared, Tan.”

“Me too, darling.”

“I’m willing, Tan. I’m willing,”

#kamaboko gang #kamaboko squad #kamaboko trio #headcanons #kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #agatsuma zenitsu #zenitsu x reader #hashibira inosuke #inosuke x reader #kamado tanjirou #tanjiro x reader

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taihjj · 3 years

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Wanna catch these hands, son? | Jujutsu Kaisen Headcannon

First Year Tokyo Prefecture + Gojo | Crack | GN! Reader

Warning: foul languages and really really crack hc.

Summary: First Year Tokyo Bitches and Gojo reaction with their s/o sibling quarrels.

Itadori Yuji

bro was just tryna keep everyone calm.

He ended up being the middleman😩

Your brother (who's the same age as you) really likes Yuji, treats him like his other half. He'd sell you just to hangout with him.

It's almost like he's the one dating Yuji. Smh.

You don't really fight that often. It's just today, two schedules (which is Yuji's fault) collided.

"I told you me and Yuji are goin' on a date, ya whore"

"And me and Big bro are gonna go play arcade together!"

"how about we just talk this out? Y'know plan this through?"

"NO!"

k. Damn😔✋

Of course, Our precious boy would side with his s/o but he didn't want to make your brother feel bad.

so there he is: Yuji is there standing between you two, his arms about to snap off from y'all's pulling. You guys are literally tugging him HARD

Sukuna didn't even interfere, he got scared at the burning curse energy y'all siblings got. Jesus.

Suddenly, your brother let's go of Yuji's arm, pressing his palms together as he goes to a familiar stance.Yuji felt his hair stand, goosebumps. He can feel the sudden increase of curse from your brother followed by you.

he clicks his tongue, "so that's how it is huh", "Domain expansion"

"don't get cocky lil' shit", "Domain expansion"

bro called Gojo in a span of a light speed.He may or may not shitted himself.

conclusion: he didn't die. Gojo is right on time to stop the two siblings.

note to self: buy a planner.

Kugisaki Nobara

when I say she's on your side. THE QUEEN IS ON YOUR SIDE.

she doesn't care if you are a relative or not, if you talk smack about her s/o you'll get worse than what you throw.

your older half-sister is a bitch by nature. She doesn't even approve of y'all's relationship. So that's that.

you don't care. So every weekend you bring Nobara to your clan's estate cuz y'all's parents like her.

one particular day, she decided to throw some shade and Nobara was not having it.

You and Nobara were at the garden having a ✨tea party ✨ and scrolling through online shops for y'all's next coordinated outfits.

"I heard it's unlucky to bring unwanted leeches to the estate. Especially, those who don't know their place"

before you could even meow at your sister. Nobara was roaring her profanities.

Our queen sips her tea loudly before putting it down. She abruptly stands up causing you and your siblings to flinch.

"hold my wig"

bro she got no wig☠️

"youbitchassrocksnellingcoochstankfishnutslookingkendolllbitchyoucantevendresswellthenyougohereandsayimaleechhoeyoubetterbepraying-"

your sister got a headache so she left but Nobara was still going at it following her while your half sibling covered her ears.

you hurriedly follow behind them and record everything.

the whole estate heard what Nobara said. Bitch ate a megaphone for voice smacking shit.

you look at your girlfriend with a proud smile as your phone memory cries at the 3:06 hours and still recording.

get you a s/o who defends you like Kugisaki Nobara 💕💕

Fushiguro Megumi

The only normal dude who resolved the issue between you and your sibling.

You went to pick up your little sister at school. She's in kindergarten.

Megumi decided to tag along cuz he may deny it but he REALLY wants to get to know your family.

when I say your cute sister points at Megumi with sparkles in her eyes, it's the entire galaxy.

"Look, it's spiky hair!!🤩🤩"

boi did he become a blushing messy.

Usually, when you pick her up you'll buy her ice cream (What's up with me and ice cream today) but because mother said no today.

She threw a fit™

" I want ice cream!! I'm telling dad about your diary🥺"

Megumi is now invested in the diary.

He stands beside you awkwardly looking at the tearful face of your sister.

you sigh, just tired. Coming back from a mission was exhausting so you didn't give any patience to your sibling.

"I have no energy to put up with you today. So, let's just go home will ya?"

she cried, balling her tiny fist and punched your legs weakly.

you're ready to throw her like a sack over your shoulder till you sucked your breath and quietly nutted at what Megumi pulled.

LIKE INSTINCTS WENT TO OUR BOI MEGUMI, he crouched down and caught your little sister's hand.

He softly smiled, lashes shadowing his pretty eyes, " (s/n). Please understand that (Y/n) is really tired after today's mission"

"You wouldn't want your older brother/sister to get tired, will you?"

her tears stop, she lowers her hands and nods. "I-I'm sorry"

he chuckles, picking her up and resting her body with his one arm. He looks at you with the softest look as if this is the life he imagined with you in the future.

he stares at your face, all red and smiley. The sun really brings the natural colors of your eyes and hair. You look so beautiful in that light.

a blush crawled to his face, he abruptly turns away to the direction of your house, "come on it's getting late"

you definitely texted the WHOLE Kyoto and Tokyo Students about what Megumi pulled. Except Todo 🙂.

Gojo Satoru

ended up you siblings grilling him for getting involved with their quarrels.

He wished he could vanish.

in the first place, who the hell butts in a heated sibling rap battle with your mom jokes.

The (L/n) estate new leaders were having a meeting. It's about the stock markets of the business chain.

Since the former elders suck balls at non-shaman business. The sales ate shit. So you and your older brother scheduled a formal meeting.

Gojo decided to tag along, saying that he could help with the market if the situation calls.

it's started in a quiet and sophisticated way but got into a heated argument about why the other should just back down.

"well, brother, I appreciate the concern but I am more well researched in marketing than you"

"Well, my little sibling , I humbly accept your generous comments but as someone who is older than you and experienced. I believe I am fit to this role"

Gojo is living.

He texted Nanami about it but only replied with "Don't even try to pull something, you cunt".

Our boy Nanami ain't playing games today

He couldn't even contain his small giggles but boy he should've just kept with the giggles.

"Well, my lovely companions, you know who's more compatible in this field? Your mom"

The servants inside the room felt chills. The loud and toxic atmosphere of the meeting hall went silent.

Gojo is clueless but he can feel like two snakes crawling in him to strangle his life.

the head maid clears her throat, walking besides the Gojo heir to whisper in his ear, "you're dead"

your fist collided to the table, veins popping on your forehead, "fuck you say, 2 inches?"

"u-uhmm", Satoru gulps, holding his hands up. At the corner of his eye, he can see your brother pulling a familiar sword that once a hot dilf almost killed him with .

Gojo without missing a beat raised his six eyes and infinity. Preventing your brother to cut his neck.

"you soiled lil shit, how dare you speak filth of our late mother!"

"(Y/n) a little help here!"

your fist collided with his infinity, your eyes jet black from anger, "you Rat! I should've known you would pull a stunt like this!"

good to say, he salvaged his clans name and dignity through investing in your clans business.

relationship status thou? On thin ice🤡🤡

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muffindaddystyles · 3 years

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SERENDIPITY.

(n), beautiful accidents turning out in beautiful journeys.

Nothing to explain, just Vampire!harry.

Smut, Smut and Smut.

Masterlist , Let's talk about more vampire H!

Author's Note: This's me just testing waters with my fantasy writing skills. It got deleted at first and I had to write everything again with fat sad tears. Tried my best hope ya'll like it. Reblogs are always appreciated and I kinda deserve it for this one *sheepishly*

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Y/N interrupts Harry amidst his meal and ends up him clinging to her.

Kittens. One hell of the beasty creatures they're. You'd give them your heart but they'll prefer their two hours sleep over it. Such type of beasty wee landed Y/N into such situation. She's been searching for Meowsie her cat for fifteen minutes now when she heard a feeble cry of an animal. The tall trees with it's roots snatching at soil - the moon at it's peek. Gasping she crouches down for the rescue of a deer with it's fur wrenched in blood.

When she does so her eyes struck at the sleekness of a pair of loafers stubbing yellow leaves under it. A groan of annoyance whirling in air and gulping she rakes her eyes to find a tall, swiney man staring down at her in offence like she disturbed him.

He's gorgeous. Features that of greek sculpture with silk kissing it, eyes –well she can't figure them out in her fear. "Who're ye'!?" He snarls and she toppled back on her bum with a squeak, "Aish. should be asking you the same." She shuts her eyelids. He thinks she's very stupid for leisuring in an abnomished forest at this hour of night when every creature's ready to strangle her alive.

"Who're you?" She emphasizes each word grabbing the broken branch and pointing it towards him mustering some courage not letting her brave cascade waver.

His first instinct was to say that he's vegan. But, why should he when he's not. He doesn't like lying.

He steps from under the shadows of trees rims glimmering under the beautiful moonlight, "Could be anythin' ye'r little brain's been thinkin' of." He smirks towering her and scrambles back. Her facial expressions blown out more from the fright he's causing.

Poor little thing.

Before, he could fill in her curiosity his prey escapes into darkness gaining his attention. He growls throwing his head at his shoulders — Harry isn't that of tantrum throwing person (a practice of one hundred year has taught him that bitterness brings you nothing) but he's been devastatingly hungry and the feeding clubs grossed him out.

The smell of grinding bodies, sweat and the combination of different human's blood makes him sick to core rubbing his appetite away. He's bored of them.

Her sweet glazing auroma calls him to trap her and take a succulent bite out of her but before that she benefited the opportunity running away from him exiting the dark forest only to find Meowsie snuggling inside her bed.

"You batty creature!" She huffs, "No wonder I'd be found – dead one day because of you."

With whoever; she bumped in the forest wasn't human at all Y/N thinks.

. . .

She's been fighting her sweet tooth for so long but it's not helping her. She muttered a fuck it before lecturing Meowsie, "No sneaking." When Meowsie meowed bobbing her head she cheered, "Good baby." Like a proud momma.

It was success. Reaching the nearest store and buying the oreo yogurt to savour it immediately. When she strolled outside gloomy vibe hit her causing her nerves to shudder winter chillness freezing her toes.

The cup hits the pavement and she emits a loud scream as a brutal force rams her in a brick wall.

A groan of pain rumbling in her chest and she shuts her eyes as a shadowy demon creeps up her calves agonisingly trying to pop her in two.

Counting on her death when it screeches in horrifying noises being ripped into bits and pieces mercilessly. When she squints her eyes open she finds the mossy jade eyes peering down at her more pissed than he was in the forest, "do ya humans don't sleep at night? Or are ye' a mouse that steals good-ys at night?" He traps her head with his hands on either side of wall and she grumbles at his insult of calling her human. But isn't it what she is? A human?

"I -- don't be mean." She pouts hissing at the dull ache in her legs and he sighs voice getting gentler, "Can ye' walk?" When she nods he scoffs with a thick accent lips quirking and nose scrunching. He wanted to leave her at it but the scared look on her tightened his chest and he felt his responsibility to walk her home safe and invest if she got hurt.

"No you can't!" He winds his arms around her encouraging her to put all of her weight on his side as he walks her. "Who're you. And how did ya do that?" She asks with a timid voice. He doesn't want to scare her away but the truth's he's been keeping an eye on her for days. Muttering a curse to himself whenever she'd have her nightly visits without a care for herself. Silly human.

"Harry." He replies without a care and if it wouldn't be for the pain she's feeling she'd have never let him inside her home. "I can't even eat my yogurt in peace 'cos of you Harry." She reproaches as he sits her on sofa taking her ankles and putting them over his knees.

[That's how I felt when you interrupted my meal you little pesty thing he wanted to mutter but held back.]

Taking out the potion Nana gave him that heals painful scars.

"It'll hurt a bit little mouse." He murmurs pulling out the cork of bubble shaped bottle she flinches, "Don't call me that!" Staring at the way her ripened gnashes disappears in beautiful spirals. "Then stop acting like a coward-y mouse." He stands up looking down at her slumpy with sleep. He shushed her, "'s okay. . ." with each dab feeling sorry for exposing her to his world and now the demon who was manifested without a precise spell thought they're co-related kept lingering around her and well he couldn't leave such an innocent girl to be harmed by evils.

"Not gonna tuck ye' in bed, now." He stands up chin doubling raising his hands in defence albeit he's privy for such actions. Too domestically affectionate for him.

"Please." She doesn't want to be here on uncomfortable sofa and wants to snuggle inside her blankets. "Fine." He rolls his eyes not giving heed to the angelic details of her home for that it'll create a soft spot in his heart for her.

His body swimming in her scent once stepping inside her room and he tucks her under quilts grabbing Meowsie akwardly and putting her beside Y/N so she could cuddle with her. He stares her for time and Y/N doesn't hear door shutting and he's out of her bleary vision in a tick

. . .

White swarms over the crimson in hues with yummy smell spreading everywhere along with the waves of Y/N melodic hum. Meowsie tries to rip the muffin batter and Y/N smacks her paw away ending up having a standoff stare competition with her in the kitchen.

She literally heard her saying mean mommy.

Y/N thoughts are all over the place. All she could think of is his's stupid beautiful face and they way his gentle touch made her feel floffy from muscles. He shouldn't pesk her like that. The white chocolate chip pops and she was about to see if they were done when a rasp crawled in her ear making her jump and causing the pyrx bowl to hit the oak counter, "Been thinkin' of meh, lil mouse?"

"What the fuck. Harry!" She spins sending him into fits of laughter with squeaky scream.

"Not funny. Don't you guys not go somewhere unless invited?" She gasps putting her hand atop her heart and Harry's eyes follows her commotion, "'course we do. Got some manners 'n shite." He scoffs with cupid bow quirked up and nose scrunched.

"Then where are your manners now?" He smirks at that leaning at her level, "You manifested me s' hard it broke rules." Heat splashes on her cheeks and she notices the intricate details of his features finding them dull and sick than his prior glow. She gasps in shock taking his hands leading him to sofa and sitting him with a push to his shoulders.

"God. You look terrible what happened?" He gives out a smile at her care throwing his head into headboard cushions, as she scrambles back to kitchen to take out muffins from oven she asks worriedly proper concerned for his health, "Would you like something?"

A warm mug of delicious bubbling blood thank you very much.

He wanted to mutter but his throat went dry from the headache making him all dizzy. He's been death starving for days now cause his appetite seems to vanish and tongue wouldn't accept any kind of blood since the day he smelled the gush of crimson running inside her veins.

"Can I bite you?" He regrets the moment it slipped from his tongue. Y/N doesn't seem to mind instead mulls about it for a moment putting two warm hot cocoa milk and red velvet muffins on the lil coffee table.

"Will it keep you alive?" When Harry closed his eyes in gentle affirmation she cranes her neck to side like she has seen in many movies. "Okay. Go then." He smiles weakly taking her fingers ever so tenderly in his hold and ushering her in his lap.

"If you wouldn't mind — it'll be more comfortable like this. ." She just nods knees bended on either side of his thighs and his mouth waters at her appetizing sweet smell. He rakes his nose along the curve of her neck swearing that she's made of puddle of how soft her skin's. His senses wrecking havoc as his fangs glistens at the surface grazing against the barrier of her sensitive spot.

"Aa-a!" She cries out and He pulls her back anxiously brows kinking, "Didn't even bit yet."

"Surprised is all." She confesses shyly and Harry shakes his head with a silly smile letting her fist the hem of his shirt tight as he wrapped his arm around her waist smushing her closer to him and keeping her head in one place stopping her from squirming..

"Ticklish baby mouse ye're." Saying this he pushes his fangs into her flesh and she created a mousey noise head lulling. He gives out a moan-y growl at the taste of first droplet hitting his tongue. He doesn't think he could stop from now on. She tastes like the nectar birds of heaven could feed on.

His body coming to life. Inners feeling fresh as ever again.

She feels float-y. Like taking a nap over clouds and letting the zephyr cocoon her and she stuffs her face in the crook of his neck breathing him happily with a loopy smile.

This's oddly satisfying and calming. He wants to take care of her. She's a beacon he always wants to keep protected from the storm. He gasps feeling himself nourished all over again after days of starvation. Lapping at the shiny drops of what's left making her giggle and he could easily recognize that smell. Of her arousal.

She's all worked up in his embrace snuggling closer to him. He has been in this position with many people before but once they serve his purpose they'd been walked away to take care of.

"Don't go lost on me little mouse y'need to eat somethin'." He settles her over his thigh taking the mug and muffins.

Tearing it in two and bringing it to her mouth as she lays her head against his shoulder. He sighs happily feeling full as she nibbled slowly, "Thank you." He wipes the crumbs from the corner of her lips feeling the petalness of them and wondering what he shouldn't be wondering at all. "'S okay." She quips with cracky voice making Harry chuckle and sipping onto his own warm milk.

. . .

Harry didn't know a human could attract him like a magnet to metal. She manifested him once and now he's always at her cosy home, he likes the radiance of sunshine that promises from her presence. They watch movies till the clock doesn't strike six in the morning, have secret rendezvous hidden from the eye of normal people at the places Y/N has never been, he has his weekly bites from her and in return brings her every Oscar Wilde's books from his shelf.

Biting her's the most pleasing yet excruciating part because the way she melts like a honey over him like she depends on him and the sweet smell of her wetness that billows in the room makes Harry gripe at her sides, sometimes drinking more than her petite body could handle. He feels awful after that.

Cuddles her to sleep and makes the walnut pie he learned from his Nana which apparently is a witch (she isn't actually his grandma — he has long forgotten about his real family).

Harry took her to the vampires museum and when her marshmallow lips baubled in astonishment at the wings of Angels displaying on the burgundy wall. He kept his arms wrapped around her waist the whole time eyeing anyone that would look towards her weirdly (humans aren't allowed at vampire premises, but who dares to point a finger at Harry? No one.) One of the reasons he hugged her in a smushing coddling suffocating way to lather his scent all over her leaving her flustered and confused. Y/N has finally met someone that shares the same sleeping schedule as her insomniac ass. "We better leave before they hang me angel here too." His breath was hot against her neck running shivers down her spine.

His words carrying amiability and seductivity causing Y/N to gape at him. Did he just call her his Angel? He definitely did. Annoying leech that's fucking up with Y/N's emotions.

They didn't talk about it at all after that.

Harry did with Nana. Freaking out to her how his emotions are always spiraling for her. That he wants her all to himself. Wants to feel her in ways that's beyond just the touch. Nana just laughed it off and made him eat his coconut pie. He almost choked on his bite. Adam apple bobbing in pain when she cleared to him – that; The they indeed have bonded to eachother.

Her blood runs inside him. His marks are on the most precious spot of her body. Where lovers claim their affection — how could he not feel like that towards her? She's sure that Y/N also feels the same for Harry.

Harry was getting done with some cluster of work when a stab of pain invaded his whole body prickling uncomfortably against his skin. Something's up. He could feel in his bones that his little mouse's not okay. When he goes her home he's met by pure silence making him more anxious than he already is.

He picks Meowsie from the floor rubbing her crown as he steps inside her bedroom. She's layered under many fold blankets in her bed shrinked into a pea and her head perks up when Harry's voice reaches her, "Angel. . ." She throws everything aside tackling him to mattress making him squeak.

He smiles petting her hair as she purrs against his chest fisting the hem of his shirt tightly. "One of those days?" He asks genuinely not stopping his gentle action and she bobs her head vigorously bottom lip wobbling, "Oh my little mouse – c'mere what happened?" His gaze flitting between her's as he cups her cheeks squishing them adorably.

She ignores whatever he's saying craving the overwhelming feel of stars and flowers when he bites her, "Can you bite me, please?" He startles at that brows skyrocketing.

Giddiness stirring in his stomach and how bad he feels to brush her off, he has to do it for her sake. "Now, that's not an escape ye' should seek fo' right?" He gives her a stern look when she whines throwing her head back, "Then can I bite you?" She just wants to distract herself from the unbearable headche of her history course.

He chuckles breathily at that sighing because could he say no to her? No. He smiles down at her dimples denting in his cheeks, "Kay. Go then." She stuffs her face in the dip of his neck sniffing the marbled beach fragrance of him that of summers I'm December's cosiness. Her teeth grazing at the curve of his pale skin and Harry closes his eyes in anticipation. He feels intimidated by this little human being like no other. His little human.

Her teeth grazing against his cold skin and Harry almost whined letting a moan slip his eyes rolling back into his sockets as she bites him. His hands on her ass twitching to grope at the flesh when his cock stirred with her heat leaking against it. She creates sweet filthy noises succling the mark and "Enough." Harry cleared his throat and the haze in his head bounding her wrists between them pulling pulling her away looking at her sternly when she whines.

"Baby. . talk to me." He caresses her cheek with his knuckles but she ignores his words floating in her all headspace staring the mark she created. Tracing the beautiful hue of love bite with her fingers, "How did it feel?" Harry's eyes flutter with charming smile as he kissed the hand which's not busy memorizing him.

"Like a lil mouse ticklin'" She leans at that kissing her work of art, giving wet little sweet kisses up his jaw palms running down his midriff as she whispered.

"This?" Her hips stuttering with his swell sitting delicious between her panty clad pussy lips, she peers up at him from her under her lashes as her lips rested against the corner of his pillowy full mouth.

"And this?" Test of his patience. "Like I've never felt before." Saying. He smudges his lips against her's in a succulent, sweet and affectionate kiss. Lapping tenderly with his pink wet tongue at her mouth to deepen the kiss squishing her cheeks in the process. Swallowing her whimpers and whines down his throat like she's most precious. She humps his bulging cock with erotic swivels of her hips and Harry griped at her sides to leave blue blemishes in some hours.

He closes his eyes still smiling foolishly resting his temple against her's – noses doing eskimo kisses.

"Can we talk now, what's disturbing my angel?" He tucks her hair back kissing her forehead and she bobs her head embarrassed at her tantrums. "It's silly. 'M gonna fail my history exam." His eyes twinkle, "Just havocin' your brain for this?"

"No worries. I gotcha."

. . .

This's how they ended up like this surrounded by notes and papers. Harry complaining with an unbelievable scuff, "What do they teach ye' kids now days? That didn't happen at all in history." Still ending up helping her with learning which ended up him giving her his slender fingers fucking her with them to let her work for her reward.

"No pet. Wrong answer." He tutted eyes still on the quiz card and it's the sight for sore eyes. She cramps her thighs around his wrist and he curled his fingers rubbing her walls in return as a warning, "Come on lil mouse ye' right there." He leans from the edge of his chair to snatch a chaste kiss from her parted ones.

"189-5?" She mewls not sure of her answer and Harry again pressed his lips against her's murmuring against them driving a third finger inside her and rubbing her clit in circles with his thumb, "such an intelligent girl. doin' s' good fo' me – wanna cum?" He bites at her earlobe gripping the quiz cards tightly.

"Yes. Please‐" He cuts her off taking his digits out making her whine and squirm loudly. Sage coloured panties clearly drenched in her slickness as Harry licks her sweet juices like a hungry kitten from his fingers wrapping his magenta lips till his knuckles — if it's a lollipop humming around them vulgarly.

"Harry No!" She huffs making grabby hands at him and he squeezes her bossom thigh to push her down, "Harry yes. Now -- tell me babe where Buddhism originated from?" He wets the pad of his thumb nonchalantly eyeing her playfully and Y/N just wants to kiss that pink pretty tongue as he turned the page around.

She grabs his hand moving them closer to her swollen pussy head falling at his mere graze, "Please." He gives love nibbles at her cheek flickering her clit to tease her.

"What baby?" He murmurs gliding them up and down her slit causing her to rock her pelvis against his touch his freezing fingers adding upto sensation. "Want your fingers." She gasped breathily because before her request Harry was stuffing her back with his fingers massaging the sweet shell of her g-spot.

Her tummy coiling with pleasure and she threw her arms around his neck parted lips pressing against his throat, "Last quiz and then ye' can come all over me fingers." He tells her pinching her thighs. His cock weeping in his pants. The world around them deafening to glitter noises and Harry puts his chin atop her shoulder raising the card infront of her shoulder as she thrashed in his arms.

It was for his last criss-cross of swipe when she gushed all over him with noises that stroked Harry's ego and this time he gave her a hickey coaxing her orgasm from her high, "Hmh. S' warm I could stay inside ye' forever." A sugary smooching voice echoes in room when he kissed the spot between her ear and neck.

Y/N thinks Harry has successfully made a nest in her heart.

. . .

They were flopped over quilts in her bed moon glowing happily in love with them together and Y/N turned in his arms admiring each glimmer of his skin with an awestruck puppy eyes, "You're such an Angel. . .so pretty." He chuckles softly bringing her closer to her chest to hear her heartbeats.

"People think otherwise my mouse." He gives out a 'oof' sound giggling when she climbed up his torso heels of palms pressing against his pecks. "You're for me resting in the depths of ye'r skin — that went through love and sorrows, nourishment and pains until god decided you were meant to be mine. . ." She sucks in a breath cupping his beautiful face to lull it side to side. Harry could bite her whole made of petals and honeycomb she is. He stares her zoning out for a moment.

"Sorry. But seeing ye' with my bites makes me s' hard. . ." He whispers. "Bite me again then." She nuzzles in the crook of his neck pressing her wet crotch down against his hard dick pressing against his zipper.

"So polite and carin'." He grins smacking kisses against the thin skin of her shoulder reaching the mark that's still pudgy and purple. She moans getting him out with shaky fingers and kissing him heatedly in full vigour making slick filthy noises. He slaps her bottom ripping her panties to throw them carefully rubbing his weeping blushed head in between her clenching pussy lips to smudge their arousals.

Whimpers of bliss whirling in air when he slipped inside her slick cunt filling her to brim his balls pressed against her bum, "Fuck. Just how I imagined — tight 'n snug. I love ye'r cunt baby." He gritted grinding his pelvis against her's in slow teasing motion hitting one spot continuously.

"Feels good. . ." She cries softly thighs quivering by his sides and he wrapped his hand around the nape of her to bring her down for another passionate kiss, "Would ye' bond to meh? Huh - lemme cum inside ye'r pretty pussy? Make it mine?" He mumbled wet-ly against her lips sucking her lower one to make it all plump and pinkish.

"Make me yours." She gives out a squeaky whimperish moan when at her words he licked his mark biting it. Her walls creamping around his cock to feel each, ridge and thick vein and she turned a loopy butterfly in his arms.

"Ye' can't cum unless I give ye' permission and I've had plenty to drink. . ." He growls grabbing her jaw eyes turning oyrx and she wipes her own blood from his mouth to press her thumb against his tongue letting him suck. Now, she doesn't have one mark only it's plenty that of flowers scattered on canvas.

He stretches his legs wide toes curling holding her down from her hips to fuck into her with rough mind forging thrusts, "Yes!" Y/N whispers with hoarse throat that she hasn't spoken from months.

"Cum fo' me. Over me cock baby wants to feel ye' Angel." He moans fondling her breasts in his large calloused palms smauching kisses at very skin he could find to shower his love to. Y/N comes a wave of shiver running from her soles to head as she just created noises straight out of porn.

Her creaming around him. Warm and slick cum dribbling down his balls didn't last Harry too. He came inside her in thick spurts of ribbons leaving blueprints at her arse.

They remained like this for some moments. Cacooned into eachother breathing eachother Harry memorizing her to memorize the memory he could never forget and caresses her cheek with the back of his hand.

He lays her on bed gently slipping out of her shushing her with pecks on mouth when she whined from sensitivity, "Gonna take care of ye' little mouse." He bends her knees kissing them stroking the insides of her shivering thighs to calm her down taking his discarded boxer from side.

"Want you to squeeze baby -— I came alot." She does as he said and he cleans her with his clothe showering her in kisses and praises.

Running a steamy bath with essential lavender and rose oils and bathe salts. Resting her between his legs to feel her skin everytime against his skin.

"I love you. Gonna keep ye' forever." He whispers in the silence of night and she smiled with fuzzy heart. Feeling good and fluttery. "I love you too."

Shrugging she retorts playfully, "I'd be all old and wrinkly but you'd be still this gorgeous now that's unfairrrrr." He just laughs at her cuteness creating obnoxious kissing noises while kissing her face.

"Gross." She mutters bashfully eyeing him and he fake offends tickling her sides causing the water splash from rims, "Wasn't gross when I was fucking your brains out—" She tries to smack him in between laughters.

"Heyyyy."

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FISI’s Favourite Zutara Fics

A lil late for ZFAW’s Saturday prompt, sorry about that! Haven’t had any internet over the weekend. But better late than never!

I’m not gonna lie… a lot of these are angsty af. But I promise you they’re not gratuitous angst! They’re well written, beautiful stories that will make you feel like a better person for having read them. These are my favourite all time fics, ones I’ve read more than once and will continue to read (even though I’m taking a week break from fandom and fic).

Multi-Chaptered Fics

The Sparrowkeet Series by audreyii_fic

To be honest, this story’s summary doesn’t do it justice so I ain’t including it. Originally a one shot, Sparrowkeet is headcanon for me now. Move over canon, this is where it’s at. Audreyii_fic’s characterisation, world building, and writing is exquisite. It’s incredible. She manages to channel the same fun and whimsical energy from the show while allowing the characters to grow and develop to places I wish they had actually been taken.

This one is a fandom Must Read and one I return to regularly.

Clothe Me in Seasons, Dress Me in Snow by sadladybug

It is not the memorial she deserves, nor the one she would want. But it can't be helped. He owns no property in the other nations, and he needed to keep her close. Closer than she was in life, anyway.

Zuko's reflections on a life lived and a life that could have been.

This is one of the best written fics I’ve ever read. It’s tragic and deep and will hurt you in all the tender places but you would be doing yourself a favour if you read this. There’s a real bittersweet feeling to it and the love between them is just… urg, visceral.

Lovable by LadyCharity

Zuko knew that he could not save Azula. He could only try to forgive her. Fittingly enough, those two were one in the same.

I love stories that make Zutara their centerpiece but every now but then a story like this comes along. A story where their relationship builds almost incidentally because the plot and character development straight up hijack your emotions. I got so invested in this story. Zuko is amazingly well characterised and his complicated thoughts and feelings around his father and Azula are incredibly well written!

One Shots

Lunar Ephemerality by @formerlygoldilocks (goldilocks23)

After multiple failed attempts on his life and years of self-set expectations, Fire Lord Zuko is a shell of the man he used to be. But Katara won't turn her back on those who need her.

I really didn’t expect this to hit as hard as it did. This straight up snuck up on me, fly-kicked my feelings, and by the end I had written an 800 word comment that was too big for AO3 and I had to contact the author directly to send it to her. Awkward. I couldn’t help myself. The side to Katara we see here is so good, her empathy and love for her friends are one of the things I love seeing most in AtLA fanfic. I’m a sucker for Zuko having complete breakdowns and having to piece himself back together too. So sue me. I like it when they suffer a lil bit. The writing is absurdly good and I will be keeping an eye out for any new stories by goldilocks23!

31 Minutes by @ifyouwereamelodymeg

It's quite astounding, really, how quickly she's learned to translate him. They've spent a grand total of zero time together outside of training, and he's hardly big on chat so she knows next to nothing about his life.

But she knows him, probably better than she knows anyone at the moment – with every tap of his fingers, every crook of his lips, every turn in his voice, he just...

He makes sense to her. It's weird.

I’m a sucker for fic writers playing with style to make the story pop and boyo does this fic deliver. This is one of the rare times that I’ve been dumbstruck at the end of a story— I just couldn’t accept the ending. Because I’m a sucker for pain, (and this story will bring The Pain) I loved it. The ease of Zuko and Katara’s growing relationship in this bowls you over, it’s absolutely beautiful and you find yourself nodding along emphatically when Zuko calls himself an idiot for waiting… “Life’s short, kids, live each moment as though it could be your last,” says this fic as it pulls my heart out and dropkicks it off a cliff.

i count to five (and life passes by) by @markedmage

Five heartbeats.

I still haven’t forgiven Mage for this one. I think it’s the best thing she’s written to date! I mean, tragic and painful and heart-rending but holy shit is it powerful <3

The Lake of the Dismal Swamp by @thewhiitelotus

Spook af. Spook (horror) is real hard to do well but thewhiitelotus is coming for your goosebumps and those shivers down your spine. She has a way of balancing beautiful, evocative imagery with action (in this and other stories of her) that just keeps you reading!

Calloused by @rideboldlyride

Iroh hadn’t been able to watch. The pure horror of a man - a father- burning their child for a slight infraction... He couldn’t do anything to stop it, but he will stop his brother from destroying entirely the kind boy he knew Zuko could be.

This is a painfully underappreciated fic for how great the characterisation is. I know we in the zutara fandom tend to not read stories that aren’t Zuko/Katara centric as often but do yourself the favour of reading this (or listening to it: RideBoldlyRide has done us the gift of recording a podfic for this and it’s stupidly *good*). This story is Iroh confronting Ozai just after he burns Zuko’s face and it kicks.

four days and three nights by @hinaoyamas (lettersfromnowhere)

Zuko discovers firsthand that nothing is more fleeting than happiness, or more enduring than memory.

Do you like reading stories with a distant, omniscient narrator? The kind that read like a myth from the ancient world? Welp, hit the hyperlink, friend, cause this one’s for you. Not only is the writing exquisite but the characterisation and painful inevitability of the plot is grade A.

For the Fire Nation by tullyblue12

He falls in love with her for his country before he falls in love with her for himself. A Zuko/Katara AU that explores how love and duty aren’t always mutually exclusive.

There are about 40,000 exquisite lines in this story but here is just one of my favourites: “He falls in love with her for his country first. That’s what his people never understand.” This fic says a lot with so few words, which is something I really look up to! In 2,800 words, tullyblue12 does what some 100,000k fics cant: They make you feel.

Guide Me Home by Rashaka

To sleep, perchance to dream. Katara and Zuko find a friendship they never expected in a place that seemed impossible.

This is a one shot I will forever wish for a continuation of. The setup is just… so juicy. There’s a real sorrowful innocence to this story that the unique short, dialogue only scenes really punch home. I know some people don’t like dialogue only fics but when done well like in this one, it leaves you with the impression of something deeper than a 1,185 word fic has any right to!

Other Favourites!

Hopeless by tullyblue12 — Kids grow up fast when a cruel world awaits them. In times of hopelessness, Katara and Zuko grow together. In times of separation, they hope to see each other again.

Speechless by goldilocks23 — Zuko has a medical condition. Or: Zuko speaks in haiku at inappropriate times.

Don’t Follow Me Down by eleventy7 — Katara is the dread queen of the underworld, ruler of the dead, destined to reign her cold kingdom alone. Until a sun god catches her eye. A Hades/Persephone retelling with incredible writing.

I Don't Speak Meow Language by @botherkupo (Boogum) — In which Zuko adopts a cat and Katara just wonders what spirits she pissed off to deserve this fate.

I have the privilege of being friends with some of these authors (they know who they are) and am in near daily awe and gratitude for the works of free fiction they provide us, the fandom. And not just any old stories: Guys... Really good ones!! Can I ask that if you go check out these fics, can you just drop a kudos or a comment their way? If you’re feeling shy just copy and paste this into the comments box anonymously: “WOW! Loved this! Thank you so much for writing it!”

I know it would mean the world to this talented bunch <3

#ZFAW #Fic Rec #favourite zutara fanfics of all time #zutara #atla

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