hey ummm... could u maybe do 59 w Zuko 🥺?? i <3 ur writing by the way!!!
prompt 59: kissing so desperately their body caves into the other person’s
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“He’s a fool!”
“He’s learning”
“Well he’s terrible at it!”
There was a pause as Iroh debated on what to say to you now, but as he tilted his head to the side, regarding you with an awkward look on his face, he nodded.
“...yes…” He agreed slowly.
You let out a growl of frustration, before furiously kicking at the ground, sending a chunk of dirt and grass flying into the air. You looked like a child learning earthbending, if that child was an amateur, and if you had been born an earthbender.
“I can’t believe him!” You shouted, and began pacing in circles again.
Iroh sighs as you repeat the same actions and words that you had been for the past fifteen minutes now. Normally you weren’t so hotheaded, but no one brought this frustration out of you like Prince Zuko.
“Spirits I could just-! I could-! I could kill him if he wasn’t already dying!”
Your voice cracked as you threw your hands around, and finally, Iroh sees that you’re beginning to break. You’d been so angry, it was only a matter of time before what you were truly upset about shone through.
“Lady (y/n), why don’t we go inside? I’ll make you some tea” Iroh suggests, calm and collected as ever.
Sometimes, you didn’t know how he did it.
Zuko was a challenge, that had never been a secret. In all the time that you’d known him- which was literally your entire life- he had always been hot or cold.
Some days he was kind and charismatic, and honestly fun. You fell in love with him all over again on these days. In one of the villages you’d travelled through, there had been a festival, and he’d danced with you in the streets like he hadn’t a care in the world.
Other days, he was stoic, and cruel. He could have his guard up so high that he might not even look at you. You almost hated him on these days. When he would let his own greed and desire cloud his judgments, and his personality. He once went an entire day without speaking or looking at you.
You had challenged him to an Agni Kai, although you weren’t a firebender, just to get a reaction out of him.
This had not been amusing to him, however. He’d called you silly and immature for challenging someone of his status and power to a duel.
After that, you went three days without speaking to him. It had tortured him more than fighting you could have, and once you finally gave in and let him apologize, he swore to never treat you that way again.
Things were different now, though.
You weren’t on a Fire Nation ship anymore, and your travels to capture the Avatar had been put on hold, or so you’d assumed. Since coming to Ba Sing Se, Iroh had opened a tea shop that was doing spectacularly, and you and the man had happily rebuilt your new lives.
You couldn’t help but feel that the way you lived in the Earth Kingdom was how you were always meant to be. You were more happy living in the lower rings of Ba Sing Se than you ever had been living as a young noble in the Fire Nation.
Zuko did not share the same sentiment.
Nonetheless, you persuaded him into joining you on walks about the city, or trips to the market for groceries. He seemed to enjoy that a little more than working as a waiter in his Uncle’s shop.
And then, you’d convinced him to free the Avatar’s sky bison! You weren’t sure how you’d done it, you’d merely mentioned that Aang and the others might leave Ba Sing Se before they catch the three of you if they had the means to travel- that being Appa.
Last night, when he’d returned to the small apartment, his mask in hand and a torn look on his face, you weren’t sure if he’d gone through with it. He looked so distraught that you thought he’d given up.
But he told you and his Uncle that he had freed the animal, and you could have kissed him, you were so happy for him.
You could see him changing before you, for the better, and it made your heart swell with love and admiration. A hope filled you, that maybe Ba Sing Se would be where all of you could be your happiest.
That didn’t last.
This morning he’d woken up with the flu. He was sweating, shaking, he’d even thrown up once or twice. He was burning up inside and cold to the touch, and you’d worried to no end over his well being.
You weren’t afraid of some little sickness, Zuko was strong and could get past anything, but you quickly learned of how he’d come to be so ill, and any sense of concern flew out the window.
You left his side, tore your hands out of his, and stormed out of the apartment.
Now here you were, pacing around outside with Iroh trying to calm you down.
“I mean- who gets sick because of moral conflict?” You asked, stressfully running your hands through your hair.
You’d been wearing your hair down instead of in it’s usual Fire Nation style top knot, and you often found yourself repeating this anxious action. Especially when it came to Zuko.
“He’s different, Lady (y/n), you know this,” Iroh reminds you, folding his hands together. “But you know you can talk to him about this-”
“I know,” You grumble, and suddenly drop to the ground, sitting down and hanging your head in your hands. “I just- I just can’t believe that his intentions are so corrupt that he can’t do one simple good thing without his body shutting down on him. I hate him”
“No, you don’t,” Iroh says calmly. “You care too much, I’d say”
You look up at him, your eyes glossing over with tears, and your lip beginning to quiver.
Iroh smiles at you sadly, and as he walks past you, he kindly pats your head.
“I’ll give you some time to yourself,” He says. “You come in when you’re ready for that tea”
You nod back at him, and push your head into your hands while you try to stop your tears.
I should be angry, you tell yourself. Not crying, like a baby.
I can’t believe him. He’s so insufferable and he could be so cruel, and here I thought he’d changed for the better. How can he change if he gets a little cold every time he does one good thing?
Your tears keep flowing, whether they’re ones of heartbreak or irritation, you can’t tell, but it doesn’t matter because they don’t stop.
“(y/n)?” A familiar raspy voice calls, and you wished you had the energy to whirl around and punch him right in his perfect face.
You settle for giving him the middle finger over your shoulder.
Oh, if you had done that a year ago, you’d risk a death sentence.
“Uncle says you’re upset-”
“What gave him that idea?” You asked bitterly, and turned to look at him with a scowl.
He didn’t falter at the mean look, but he did weaken at the sight of you in tears. And despite your protests, he sat next to you.
Zuko still looked like a mess. He was pale, and his skin was glistening with sweat, but he still had a blanket wrapped around himself to keep away the chills. That didn’t stop him from shivering every few minutes.
“Zuko, I really don’t want to talk to you right now-”
“Fine, then don’t” He replied, ever so blunt.
You groaned, and realized you’d have to leave if you wanted privacy. So you moved to stand and go inside, but he stopped you, grabbing your hand, and pulling you back down next to him with ease.
Even when he was weak he was strong, you thought, and you scoffed.
“But I still need to talk to you” He told you.
“I don’t want that either” You bit back.
“What did I do to you?” He asked, genuinely confused. “Just last night we were fine, you- you were happy, you hugged me! I thought I did the right thing…?”
You stared at him blankly, before shaking your head at him.
“You really don’t get it, do you?” You mumbled, mostly to yourself. “Zuko, you’re a wreck,”
He didn’t need you to tell him that, but it still hurt a little from how venomous your words were.
“I mean, seriously, I have never seen you look shittier. And do you get why, Zuko?”
You didn’t give him time to try to answer.
“It’s because you’re so mentally conflicted on whether or not to be a good person, that it’s making you physically sick”
You shake your head and turn away from him so you can roughly wipe the tears off of your face. You hate that you’re crying in front of him, but at the same time, you don’t care anymore. You’re just so tired of all of this.
“And here I thought,” You mumbled, your voice weak and cracking from the tears in your throat. “Like an idiot, that we could actually be happy here. How can we be happy if you’re throwing up over it? Spirits, I can’t believe I’m still so naive”
“I’m sorry” Zuko mumbles, hanging his head.
Unknowingly, the conflict he’s facing only gets worse, because now he’s hurt you in the process, and it pains him to think he’s done something so awful that it’s brought you to tears.
“I don’t want you to be sorry,” You cried, “I want you to want to be a good person, and you are, I know you are, I’ve seen it, you just- spirits you just make it so hard to love you sometimes,”
At that, Zuko perks back up, turning to look at you with wild swiftness, even though you’re sobbing and hanging your head in your hands. You probably haven’t even realized what you’d said in your state of despair.
“And I don’t know what to do!” You cried out, looking up at him. “I don’t know how to help you- if I can help you- and I just- mmph!”
Before you could continue on ranting at him, he’d leaned forward and kissed you, his clammy hands flying to your face to bring your lips to his roughly, like he couldn’t have possibly waited another second.
And as angry as you still were at him, you threw your arms around his neck, fervently kissing him back.
You were still crying, your salty tears slipping between our mouths, but neither of you cared. In that moment, all you cared about was being as close to him as physically possible.
His wool blanket fell off his shoulders and suddenly you were pressed into his almost uncomfortably hot and sweaty chest, and yet, you couldn’t have cared less.
He was here, he was finally kissing you after years of anticipation for someone to make the first move.
You were all but in his lap when you finally parted, panting, your wide eyes meeting his with shock.
“I do want to be better,” He says, brushing a stray strand of hair away from your face as he whispers to you. “And I do want us to be happy here”
“You do?” You ask, hopefully, your own hands reaching out to cup around his face.
Zuko nods, smiling faintly at you.
“I’m so sorry, (y/n),” He apologizes, bringing his forehead down to yours. “Please forgive me”
“I forgive you” You hum back.
“For the past three years,” He clarifies. “For dragging you around the world and wasting what was supposed to be the prime of your life”
You chuckle, your thumb stroking around the edge of his scar, your eyes lovingly following the movement.
“I think that I followed you” You reminded him.
You were right of course, you had somewhat snuck onto the ship before his departure.
His lips quirked into a wider smile at the memory.
“Right, of course,” He murmurs. “How could I forget?”
“You were a busy man, Prince Zuko,” You hum teasingly. “Now come on, we should go inside and make you some tea before you get me sick, too”
You stand, taking his blanket before helping him up, and carefully wrapping the blanket around his shoulders like a cape.
“I love you too” He breathes out, and you pause for a moment, processing his words, before looking up at him with a brilliant smile.
You adjust the blanket, before standing on the tips of your toes to press a light kiss to his cheek.
Wordlessly, you take his hand and bring him with you inside. Your frustrations effectively melted away, replaced with a feeling of content and ease.
For the first time in a long time, you truly felt everything was okay. Even though nothing was alright in the world, you’d be just fine.
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xoxo ~ jordie
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i was tagged by @katarahairloopies!!! thank u :mwah:
name: leo! @/zeitgeistofnow on ao3, @lazypigeon & @timetohope on here, altho i’m considering uh switching back to not having an art blog :/ i have to think abt it.
fandom(s): ace attorney is my main one rn bc i’m replaying the games with a friend of mine and it’s reminding me how invested i am in the characters!! a lot of my recent fic is atla stuff, altho i’ve been distancing myself from the fandom bc i’ve kinda exhausted my interest in it. finally i’ve been reading a lot of mp100 fic but i don’t think i’ll ever write for it. i just love how dumb all the characters r (with the dubious exception of ritsu)
where you post: ao3!! tbh i always get suprised when people say they write/read fic on any other platform like i haven’t messed around w wattpad or ff.net since middle school... catch up........
most popular oneshot: going just by “one chapter” as the definition of a oneshot, the firestarters, bc it’s fluffy and modern au :) i wouldn’t necessarily call it a oneshot tho bc to me a oneshot shows like, one scene? so like by my definition and your sweet sweet sun makes me crazy (i wanna lay you down and see how you amaze me is my most popular!! (also @ kit u thought UR fic titles were unnecessarily long??? i’ve hit the ao3 LIMIT for characters in titles. it’s about the aesthetic
most popular multichapter fic: sdkjflakjlkj it’s two crowned kings; and one that stood alone, which is a w359 fic i wrote back in late 2017. it’s literally the last fic i haven’t orphaned from when i actually wrote podcast fic (i have 4 other podcast fics but they were all borne out of nostalgia and written after i stopped participating in the fandom). i rewrote all but the last chapter? the last two? about a year ago and i fucked up halfway through so like chapter 6 and 7 are repeated and there’s something missing but i’m too lazy to fix it. no one’s going to read it now anyway :) it WAS the top minlace fic for a little while tho which i take great pride in.
favorite story you’ve written so far: oh that’s a hard question akfsldkfj i honestly like most of them!! and i write a LOT so there’s a lot to choose from. tonight, we are young is def one of my favorites- it was fun to write and i got to explore the ways zuko and yue r similar, which i LOVE to do outside of a zukka/yukka view. you can lean on my arm as you break my heart is one that i’m really proud of? the whole “cooking as an expression of bato’s love” is definitely some of my favorites. a lot of my ace attorney fics would be categoried as my favorites if i hadn’t improved, too, if that makes sense. like they’re no long my favorites because i can see where my writing is shitty and it bothers me, but if i had written them a month ago they’d be my favorite.
fic you were nervous to post: figures 1-5: killing gods def!! it’s a lot more purple-prose-y than most of my fics and it was also written before i’d kinda like emersed myself in the atla fandom so i didn’t have as good a grasp on the general understanding of zuko’s character as i do now. tbh it’s one i’m rly happy w tho!! i have a few people leave really nice comments on it and rereading them makes me really happy. also it was the start of me hating the position of fire lord and being at least passively anti-it in my fics.
how you choose your titles: they’re almost all song lyrics!! only 14 of my 50 words AREN’T song lyrics and about half of those are from before i started writing ace attorney fic lol. sometimes i go into a fic with a song in mind for the vibes and then i usually go with lyrics from that (like in ‘cuz we’re the greatest /they’ll hang us in the louvre), but otherwise i usually pick an artist i’ve been listening to and go through their songs until i find a lyric that fits. sometimes the lyric doesn’t even really fit the fic and i just chose it at random or because i searching up the word “fly” in my spotify library or whatever. honestly i like coming up with titles? i know a lot of fic writers hate it but being able to just use song lyrics is v soothing for me and while i know that most people won’t search out a song just bc it’s a fic title like.. seeing that the title of a fic is a hozier lyric does affect how i read it and i kinda like that.
do you outline? i outline my long form/multichaptered fics with varying strictness. usually anything over ~8k will have some kind of outline. sometimes i go into it with every single scene planned out, sometimes it’s just notes on the side of the google doc that say “it's about MORE family. about how it's not betraying your existing family to find more” and “scenes i want to include: [...]” and “vampires... ngl kinda hot.” i’m trying to outline super strictly less bc i’ve found it’s less fun? but i do try to keep a plot arc in mind. since most of my fics are more character-driven than plot-driven, that usually just means keeping track of what character development i want to happen or what is motiviating the characters.
complete: um everything posted on ao3 i guess. also the MULTITUDE of orphaned fics out there asksfjldkj i always click ‘leave my pseud on’ so if u look up my username you see all of my fics and then a. lot of other ones.
in progress: - a fic titled ‘dad phoenix’ that is actually just a no DL-6 au with defense attorney miles edgeworth and single dad bartender phoenix where neither of them want to date for A While but phoenix gets wrapped up in one of miles’s cases. it’s about family. it’s about writing teenagers. it’s about the background franmaya which is ALWAYS what i’m here for in wrightworth fics
- a franmaya werewolf/vampire au because i’m ~gay~ and love rivals to lovers and also franziska and maya both being angry their older brothers r dating each other.
- my secret santa fic!! which i can’t talk about much but it does feature toph and zuko and also piandao and jeong jeong???? idk where they came from but they are Part Of The Fic Now also i forgot iroh existed for half the fic and wrote piandao as zuko’s father figure and now i’m in too deep.
- a 5+1 bakoda fic (maybe a bato/hakoda/kay fic??? i need to decide. that’s part of why this fic is still incomplete bc i can’t decide which relationship dynamic i prefer) that’s 5 times bato said he loves hakoda and one time hakoda said it back. possibly i have already written him saying i love u back and i need to change the title a little.
- retail au klapollo where klavier works at an overpriced boutique and apollo comes in to buy earrings for nahyuta’s birthday. klavier gives him a punch card (one that the store doesn’t actually offer anymore as a bid to get apollo to come back) and all of apollo’s family come in to use the punch card and also give klavier variations on the shovel talk/find out if he’s actually into apollo.
- a LOT of atla fics that i don’t think i’ll ever finish :(
coming soon/not yet started:
- i want to write some blackmadhi bc they’re.. cute..... and it’s a good excuse to also write athena and i love her
- my stuff for yueki week!!! i have NOT prepped enough but hopefully i’ll remember in time! i wrote the prompts in a way that kinda set up stuff i’ve already wanted to write (don’t look at me lol) so hopefully i’ll get at least two or three fics finished in time.
- i want to rewrite the wrightworth fic i have about them not getting married bc it was interesting and i like what i wrote about but i think i could have written it better and made it more interesting. rewriting fics is hard tho bc i’m never sure if it makes sense to just edit in the new work or to repost it? and then if u repost it do u delete the old one? conflicting so i might just not
do you accept prompts? totally!!! a disclaimer tho i’m not super into writing atla stuff anymore (most of the atla stuff i’m still writing is something i made a commitment to finish) so if your prompt is an atla one i probably won’t do it :/ basically anything else is fair game tho!! podcasts/aa/sa/uh i don’t remember anything else but like if you search a fandom on my blog and come up with more than two posts about it chances r i’d be happy to write fic for it!
upcoming work that you’re most excited about: oh huh i mean probably the no dl-6 au!!! it’s the longest ace attorney fic i’ve written already and since it’s wrightworth it’ll get more attention than any franmaya fic i write. my standards r so high now tho after getting to much feedback from atla fans... love u all... obviously i have no choice but to pressure my atla mutuals into playing ace attorney. pls ask abt it bc i WIll Give You A Sales Pitch about why you’d like it in relation to atla
tagging: i’m not rly tagging anyone!!! @deadflora if you still consider urself a fic writer also consider urself tagged! also any of my other mutuals who write fic i just can’t think of anyone rn
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