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azurecoeur · 2 years

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the moon fades so the sun can rise: part one.

"If I go with you, will you promise to leave everyone alone?"

An excited flame danced above a calloused hand. A slow river flew from one blue eye to another moments before he knelt before her.

She giggled. "What if I said I would? You can't trust me, sad boy."

He clenched his fists, gathering the strenght of a typhoon to swallow stubborn tears. "Please, my lady...", he trembled.

When she dove into his ocean eyes, something lit up inside her. But she didn't show. Instead, she rolled her fire-yellow eyes. "Fine. I promise I won't bother your humble tribe if you come with me, as I demanded."

He swallowed, stood up and walked calmly towars the firebender. He never looked directly at her— he was a bit nervous; but he could feel her flame: gorgeously threatening.

Just like its bender.

"Tristan, no!", his mother ran up to him, reaching her hand out to him.

"Mama, please. I have to go", he looked at her above one shoulder and smiled so full of hope his mother's heart broke instantaneously. "It will be okay!"

"You don't have to answer for your father's crimes against the Fire Nation anymore! They already took him, it's over."

"Oh, but it's not!", the princess intervened once again, "you see, ma'am, we took your husband, but no one seem to be able to stop him."

Breathe. "So that's what this is...", Tristan was staring at his feet. "You want me to stop him?..."

"You are the only waterbender around here, are you not? On top of that, the only waterbender anywhere who knows Adam's full strenght—"

"No one knows his full strenght, potential... He is a monster", his voice left him before he could finish a sentence.

"And yet his older son looks like a heavenly being...", princess Cassiopeia reached Tristan's face and forced him to look into her eyes.

She was right. He was beautiful. Skin white as the snow surrounding them, eyes in a deep blue, like the deep ocean she traversed to be there, hair long and pale yellow, like her flames when they're about to go out; but nothing could compare to the mistery those countless scars throughout his face carried.

"You will stop him. Or I will evaporate every single person you love."

A few members of the tribe were scaterred around them. Everyone feared for Tristan's destiny, for he was so dear to them.

He didn't fear her threats. Cassiopeia's flames were nothing compared to Adam's bloodbending. Not as close to being as cruel as bending one's body to your will...

A crying little girl ran towards Tristan and hugged his leg tightly.

"There, there...", he caressed her messy brown hair. "Be brave, Aimée. I will be back soon. Go and take care of mom and grandpa for me, yes?"

So kind! Cassiopeia was losing her mind before the scene. It was almost too dificult to hold back her laugh.

"Fear not! I am sure Tristan here will give his best to return in one piece!"

Side by side, as if they were good friends, Tristan and princess Cassiopeia walked towards the Fire Nation's ship, where a couple of guards studied the boy closely.

They fear I might bend them, like my father did. They will not show any mercy to his offspring.

Tristan waved one last time to his mother and younger sister.

"Although...", the princess provoked, "if you're as bad with your bending as your father told us you are, you shall never return to your filthy little tribe."

A laugh.

She's laughing.

"Maybe is for the best", he only stare at the waves on the water, an endless blue silk.

"Hah?!", she stopped.

He was so calm.

It infuriated her.

"If you kill me, I would be at peace at last."

"Oh, sad boy", her words came out in the middle of a smirk, "who told you anything about killing you?!"

#atla #alternative universe #crimsonbeast #atla one shot #avatar au

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xxoxobree · 1 month

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… Modern Zuko Headcanons

Prince Zuko x Gn!Reader

Contents: Fluff

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who makes you sneak out the house to have late night car conversations with him.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who has all of the cute Polaroids of you two on his mirror.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko That lets you put his hair in any silly little style you can think of.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko That sneaks into your window to cuddle with you after he and his dad get into it.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko That gets jealous whenever you hang out with Azula without him.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who keeps a hand on you at all times because he’s touch starved and loves the feeling of your skin and warmth.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who practiced for hours on how to ask you to be his prom date.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who brings you two boba from his uncles tea shop after every shift.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko Who calls shows that you like stupid but get really invested in them.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Modern!Zuko That got you a necklace with a dragon pendant for your first anniversary.

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mugentakeda · 5 months

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various doodles of cousin lu ten with his babies

#i was originally gonna keep the last one separate but since i drew the one of baby zuko i thought id just throw them all together #i thought it was SO funny that baby zuko had a tiny little ponytail. i love when babies have tiny ponytails that stick straight up...#baby zuko was stressing everyone out by dragged off by palace pygmy pumas and baby azula was stressing everyone out by biting everyone #(mostly her uncle though)#she didnt get her rabies shot thats why she acts like that :/#lu ten #azula #zuko #atla #avatar the last airbender #alicias art

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fand0mslut · 2 months

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rest [ sokka x reader ]

a/n — i kinda hate this LOL but i have not written for a while and needed to just do a little blurb to get me back into it. open to requests !!

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the night was unusually still, the cold and pitch black seemingly freezing time. my friends slept, peacefully, huddled together against appa’s warmth. i rarely slept that well, rarely slept at all.

i sighed, pushing myself off the ground and letting my legs carry me into the forest. i stopped when i hit the small clearing that overlooked the cliff side, my eyes lazily scanning the scenery. i folded my legs beneath me, sinking into the earth with a deep exhale.

a shadow flitted across the valley before me. i scrambled to my feet, instinctively striking a defensive pose. these days, the enemy was always a step ahead of us; nowhere was safe.

my nerves settled as the bird dove into the canyons, out of eye shot. a bird! i mentally berated myself for letting the harmless creature frighten me, letting it catch me off guard.

“y/n?” i flipped around, pulling an arrow from the quiver that rested across my chest and loading my bow in one fluent motion, aiming at my new target.

sokka’s hands flew up in surrender, eyes wide.

“it’s me! it’s just me,” he called out as i lowered my weapon, doing a 360. someone, something was watching. i knew it.

he stepped towards me cautiously, blue eyes gentle as he pulled the weapon from my grip.

“y/n, i think you need some sleep,” he said, eyes scanning me carefully. i stared at him, scoffing.

my words were quick, jumbled and frantic as they tumbled from my lips. “i can’t, sokka, someone needs to stay on watch!”

“shh,” he whispered as he moved closer to me, slowly wrapping his arms around me. “i’ll stay on watch. you need to rest, you’re exhausted.”

i deflated, his words triggering the tiredness that washed over me. he held me tight against him as we made our way back to the camp, where everyone was still sleeping soundly.

i collapsed against appa as soon as we returned, sokka following not long after me. he pulled his blanket around us, arms snaking around my waist again, eyes awake and alert.

“i’m not going anywhere,” he whispered into my temple, hands slowly combing through my hair. “you’re safe. get some rest.”

my eyes fluttered closed, and, slowly but surely, sleep found me

#atla fic #atla #avatar aang #avatar the last airbender #sokka fic #sokka one shot #sokka x reader #atla sokka #sokka #zuko fic #prince zuko #zuko #atla zuko #atla live action #atla netflix

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1v31182m5 · 6 months

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Lost Avatar AU original post

#Lost avatar au #I putted sYmbOliSm #aang's font and it's color changing based on his emotions #the knife and the apple #in the first shot he is holding them at the same height #on the second he's more excited and confident #his focus gets on to be the knife #then he gets confused again and gets them on the same height #the next shot is focused on the apple #the cutted one.#when he tries to get away from his emotions he holds the apple on the back and point the knife's sharp side to the camera #on the last shot with him being the weakest of all the shots we only see the cutted apple #so apple is to show his soft and hurt side while knife is to be more rock about it #atla #avatar #aah this took so long hope it reaches the right audience #avatar aang #avatar the last airbender #avatar the last airbender fanart #atla au #kataang #katara #aang #katara x aang #atla aang x katara #atla fanart #avatar fanart

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cienie-isengardu · 1 month

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"Shells" from Nickelodeon Avatar The Last Airbender: Team Avatar Tales

#atla #avatar the last airbender #sokka #suki #avatar kyoshi #kyoshi warriors #sokka & suki #this is for sure my fav one shot comics addition to the atla #suki and sokka are so great together #i love how avatar kyoshi is presented here #how she offers each woman a chance to learn self defense and how those ordinary women became the first kyoshi warriors #how suki honor this by doing the same #and how older sokka is supportive #of his girlfriend and for women he barely knows #and how he is seen with all the women suki is teaching #good stuff

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gigilberry · 1 year

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zukka hc for the masses:

every time zuko’s in an angst/rage funk sokka makes a point to say the most unhinged sentence that instantly knocks him right out of it. just one hit KO’s him. and it either gets the most “i cahn’t believe you done this” glare or else surprise cackling from zuko and zuko hates it so much because it works every. single. time. case in point:

zuko: *is sobbing*

sokka: .....so are you like. legit sad?

#zukka #zukka headcanons #atla headcanons #zuko atla #sokka atla #atla #avatar the last airbender #yk on second thought maybe a one shot would explain this better what if i wrote one

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garfield-milk · 6 months

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this is foreshadowing. im telling ya now guys we are gonna have bi sokka

#...#do i say it??#can i say it?#should i say it?#zukka can- *gun shot*#im sorry guys BUT #I KNOW IM NOT INSANE IM NOT THE ONLY ONE WHO SAW THIS #this is /j #btw #kinda #i know its nothing (probably)#but my gay brain finds it hilarious #sokka #suki #sukka #they are bi4bi its cannon btw #atla #avatar live action #avatar the last airbender

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dukeofdelirium · 6 days

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god I wanna write a kataang fic one of these days…. I must return to my roots. the first ship I ever wrote for. the first ship I ever made art for. the literal OTP

#I’ll write a one shot for them eventually #hopefully sooner rather than later <3 #kataang #avatar the last airbender #atla

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bythepen98 · 9 months

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Zutara || Princess Mononoke au 🐺❤️💙

😤 ✍️💨

kofi ◽ https://ko-fi.com/i/IM4M0NEHM2

#fanart #zutara #zutara fanart #zuko x katara #zuko #katara #atla fanart #avatar the last airbender #princess mononoke au #EVERY MONTH IS ZUTARA MONTH #studio ghibli prompt #it suits them so much 😣#wolf was hard but the image of Katara riding one to battle is so >>>>#zuko staring dazedly at katara and calling her beautiful 🥺#that was one of the scenes that inspired me to draw this #that back shot tho #broad shoulders tiny waist zuko *cough #took me AGES to finish but at least we're finally here ;;;;#coloring the background almost klled me hahahaha

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unorthodoxx-page · 1 year

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I would love to hear Donnie’s internal monologue right when he enters the story! How quickly he figures out what people think he is and how quickly he adapts all that

I def think he’s probably got the most interesting internal monologue in this situation!

This will be a Tumblr exclusive! I don't have any planned turtle POVs for A Tale of Spirits, but everyone is so interested in Donnie's appearance. So here it is! Short, sweet and devoid of any important spoilers. I will say it’s rough though, I wrote this over the course of a few hours with minimal edits.

Note: there is a low chance of another turtle POV for this story. Like I said earlier (super early, it’s probably buried in my posts at this point) but I have one plot point further down the line where I’m considering it, but I’m leaning on doing it a different way.

Anyway! I put it under the cut incase anyone wanted to skip it, but here’s Donnie’s POV for chapter 1 (just a portion)

Donnie

A circle of swirling red energy fluctuates before him, and he can only stare at it. Donnie holds a hand out towards the portal and the air around it feels warm, scorching even, but there’s no hint of red on his skin. Is it psychological? The sensation of heat feels too real for him to completely consider that option, though. Ugh, Magic. Why is it always the lazy answer? Donnie looks back at the darkness behind him, expecting to see nothing, and sucks in a breath. There’s another portal off in the distance, a stagnant green and brown, with the tip of red cloth falling into it.

Raph. That’s right. He wasn’t alone in Draxum’s library. He turns fully, running for the other portal, and he falls back with a shout. He rubs his nose and reaches out with the opposite hand. There’s nothing there physically, but his hand comes in contact with a solid force. He leans forward and scowls, but nothing he does gets him closer to the other portal. He has to go through the red one now. His brother’s on the other side. He might not be, a voice says. Donnie looks back one last time, at the encompassing darkness, pulls out his staff, and steps forward. There are points in engineering when you have to disregard caution. Not everyone will agree with that, but he’s made some of his best tech on a wild leap and a step into the unknown.

His foot connects with the portal and he winces. It hurts, but there’s no burn or smoke coming from the limb. Psychological then. He pushes past it. Lets the heat engulf his entire being and plants a foot in a room bathed in red. He looks down into the shocked face of a young girl. Everything about her is sharp. From the set of her banks to the point of her fingernails. She’s swimming in red and draped in a style that is unfamiliar. There’s a commotion behind him and Donnie turns to take in the rest of the room. It’s massive, overly so, and is filled with men and women dressed in similar styles, but darker.

They get up, shouting angrily and Donnie shifts his stance and blinks at the rough feeling under his feet. He glances down and tries to make sense of what he’s seeing. It’s a table, a long one that’s for sure, but embedded in the wood is a map. He releases a small breath and tightens his grip on his bo. He doesn’t recognize anything on it, not even a character. A man shouts again and Donnie looks up just as the man falls into a weird stance. Donne feels an eyebrow raise, the man can’t really do anything from that distance, but the man pivots, and his jaw drops when a wave of fire flings from the man's fist.

Donnie moves on instinct, his shell opening and engines revving. He pivots, spinning his staff. He feels the power roll down his arm and he starts the process to build a simple construct. A wall comes to life in a glow of purple and he pushes it toward the fireball. It swallows the incoming flame, smothering it, but Donnie continues to push it forward. His energy wraps around the man in a mystic cage, but the man doesn’t give up. Instead, he continues to throw fire, but it’s pointless. His mystic tech could take on a nuke at this point. Probably. The guys won’t let him test it. Donnie lands softly in front of the girl but doesn’t take his eyes off the man. It’s magic clearly, but he’s never seen anything like it before. Not even in dumb witch town. Where are the wands, the cheesy hats, the cauldrons? Is this another place in the Hidden City? But those outfits? They look like uniforms. He takes in the room again, its size, and finally finds the man sitting on an incredibly gaudy throne.

Wait, a throne?

A piece clicks. A Throne room? Is this what this place is? But where? And where’s Raph, he thinks? Another man falls to his feet and starts shouting. “A blessing!” the man cries, “The spirits have blessed your rule and your line. All Hail Fire Lord Ozai!”

Fire Lord? That’s a little on the nose, but the whole room falls into the chant. Screaming about spirits and blessings. He listens to them in silence, but he feels his skin craw. Could this be some type of cult? He wouldn’t be surprised, there aren’t a lot of humans that would take one look at….this whole situation and think spirit. But the fire? Someone leaves the room, shouting down the hall for sage, but the ‘Fire Lord’ never leaves his throne. Donnie moves, bringing a subtle hand to his wrist, and tries to connect to a network. He frowns when he finds nothing. That’s…odd, but not out of the ordinary for crazy cult people. Donnie pushes further, past the building, but again is met with nothing. What is this, Hogwarts? He thinks, but a cold feeling starts to settle in his bones. He glares at his wrist, forget this, he swipes the screen and pushes the connection past the clouds and through the very atmosphere. He didn’t want to go straight for the satellites, but he has no choice, he needs to know where he is.

Again, he’s met with nothing.

That’s not possible.

He looks back at the people bowing before him, at the clothes he doesn’t recognize, and at a title he’s never heard of. He shifts until the entire map becomes clear and lets his eyes travel over a landscape that means nothing to him. He places another puzzle piece.

He needs to move very carefully.

Some old men come in then, draped in reds and Donnie’s already sick of the color. Where’s the variety? One man gives him a deep bow before approaching. Donnie stands still and lets the man make his observations, while he makes his. They left the door open when they let these priests enter, and he’s ready to blow this joint if things take a turn.

The man gets to his back and stops. “A turtle,” the man breathes and the whole room sucks in a collective breath. “A great turtle spirit has graced us with its presence! This is a sign! The spirits have shone their favor for our quest. Glory belongs to the Fire Nation!”

Glory? Spirits? Fire Nation?

Donnie absorbs all of this while the room erupts again into prayers and shouts. This time more joyous. Even the man on the throne lets his face move from murderous to hungry. He doesn’t like it. Donnie finds his gaze moving back to the girl and she looks at him with disbelief and suspicion. At least there’s one person here with common sense.

The man stands from his throne and the whole room falls into a hush. “I am Fire Lord Ozai,” he speaks, “tell me, what is your purpose here, spirit?”

The priest twitches beside him and Donnie narrows his eyes. Hmm, did this man not address him correctly? Donnie reviews the last few minutes and finds the discrepancy. Great. Fire Lord Ozai left out the word great. Does that mean he has more power than their Lord? Donnie decides to test it. “I do not know,” he pauses, “Ozai.”

Someone gasps, but no one reprimands him. Interesting.

“Fire Lord,” the man sneers, “Ozai.”

Now he’s being ridiculous. Plus, Fire Lord? Please. “I don’t do titles.”

Ozai’s face pulls into something apocalyptic, fire leaking from his mouth. Donnie zero’s in on the aggression and adjusts his grip in response. He wonders faintly if the magic burns Ozai’s throat or if he ignites his breath as it passes over his lips. Donnie spins his staff. It doesn’t matter, he’s an exaggerated flamethrower and Donnie’s taken down scarier beast than him.

A priest -Sage, he corrects- steps between them on trembling legs and bows low before the softshell. “What should we call you, Great Spirit?”

Donnie narrows his eyes and connects another puzzle piece. They were shocked by his presence, but not by his appearance. They should be running for the hills at the sight of him, or at least be calling him a demon. That would fall in line with the Sages, but they call him a spirit. They’ve even given him a title. Great Spirit. It means something in this world, but how far can he go? What can’t he do? He looks back at the girl. Your line, he thinks. Donnie takes in the sharpness of her eyes and the familiar tilt of her lips. She’s related to Ozai, but he’s not sure how close in blood they are. He lets his eyes run over the entire room and clicks another piece. She’s the youngest one here, which means her title must supersede the adults around the table. Daughter, maybe? He focuses back on the shaking Sage and the tension between him and Ozai. He needs more information before he does anything, and this spirit thing might be his best bet. He thinks back to a green portal and the wisp of red bandana tails.

He needs to find his brothers.

“Donatello.”

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zukkaart · 1 month

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I have an ideeaaaa

So I’m gonna make an Ao3 series each based on a Stick Season song, BUT to make sure they’re not just the same thing over and over, each one is going to have a different main plot device. AND I’m gonna let the people pick the ship!

So first come first served. Lmk what AtLA ship you want to see for what song! See below for songs and plots (links to the lyrics are provided)

Northern Attitude: four nations, four languages

Stick Season: I’ve been hiking all day and I’m absolutely NOT lost but uhhh could I maybe stay at your campsite?

All my love: PLEASE pretend to be my bf/gf this weirdo won’t leave me alone

She Calls Me Back: Soulmates have matching tattoos

Come Over: no I mean it you can’t come over my family is insane

New Perspective: A is deaf, B is CODA

Everywhere, Everything: Flower shop owner / tattoo artist

Orange Juice: I was dragged to this party and I hate everyone here

Strawberry Wine: first date

Growing Sideways: A is burning the candle at both ends, B has to talk them off the ledge of a mental breakdown

Halloween: haunting/being haunted

Homesick: what it says on the tin, A is homesick

Still: The first words your soulmate says to you are tattooed on your body

The View Between Villages: adult A gets snapped back into their S1 self via spirit world shenanigans

Your Needs, My Needs: love at first sight

Dial Drunk: A gets arrested, B has to bail them out

Paul Revere: I just moved to a new town, my apartment fell through. Help?

No Complaints: Amnesia

Call Your Mom: my family is more screwed up than yours, prove me wrong

You’re Gonna Go Far: At exactly midnight on new years following your 16th birthday, you get 5 minutes in your soulmates body

Please rb/comment so i can get as many ships as possible! Thank you!

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elitist-asshole · 10 days

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hc that ozai was giving zuko an opportunity to kill him and take the fire throne in a show of strength when he set the agni kai.

like he was kinda over ruling, he saw how strong of a bender zuko was, he knew how cruel azula was becoming, and he chose to give zuko a shot.

he set up planning the sacrifice of the 41st during zuko’s first ever war council as a test, to see how the boy would respond. zuko took the bait, and ozai demonstrated the “no mercy” tactics he wants zuko to adopt by shaming him in front of the council and forcing the agni kai.

of course ozai couldn’t say anything directly to zuko, the walls have ears at the fire palace and he couldn’t chance whispers of ozai flopping in the agni kai undermining the new young fire lord’s rule.

i’m OBSESSED with this interpretation now btw because it means even without knowing what he was doing, zuko rejected the fire throne by being true to himself and showing mercy. (and this is an arc he has to go through again but consciously this time in order to unwind the damage done by ozai’s rule.)

it also means ozai’s love for his son never vanished. rather it became a twisted and awful thing, forcing him to push zuko away from his own nature and into a role that even ozai doesn’t want anymore in hopes of keeping the beloved son alive through shows of cruelty and power.

#zuko #prince zuko #atla zuko #ozai #fire lord ozai #atla ozai #fire nation #atla #headcanon #hc #i’m chewing glass about this parent child relationship now btw #would anyone want me to write a one shot of this?

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ajaxpetropolisismyhusband · 1 year

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Dinner - Jack wilder x reader

Warnings: Implied smut, public fingering

Im going to write two versions of this. one with the horsemen and the other with just Jack and Y/n

As the sun set over the city, the Four Horsemen - J. Daniel Atlas, Merritt McKinney, Henley Reeves, and Jack Wilder - sat around a large table at a fancy restaurant. They were all dressed to the nines, enjoying each other's company as they chatted and laughed over dinner. Y/n, Jack's girlfriend, sat beside him, feeling happy and content.

The waiter arrived at the table with a tray of desserts, each one more decadent than the last. Y/n's eyes lit up as she looked at the array of sweets in front of her. She was always a sucker for dessert, and the sight of all that sugar made her mouth water.

"Wow, these look amazing," she exclaimed, reaching for a piece of chocolate cake. But before she could take a bite, she felt a foot slide up her leg. She looked over at Jack, who was smirking at her mischievously.

"Hey, what are you doing?" she whispered, trying to nudge his foot away with her own.

"I'm just having a little fun," he replied, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Don't tell me you don't like it."

Y/n rolled her eyes, but couldn't help but feel a little bit turned on by his teasing. She tried to focus on her dessert, but Jack's foot kept creeping up her leg, getting close to her thigh and making her squirm in her seat.

"Jack, stop it," she hissed, trying to keep her voice low so the others wouldn't hear.

But Jack just grinned even wider. "What's wrong, baby? Can't handle a little bit of fun?"

Y/n could feel her face turning red with embarrassment. She didn't want the others to know what Jack was doing under the table, but she also didn't want to give in to his teasing.

"Seriously, Jack, knock it off," she whispered, trying to sound firm.

But Jack just laughed, and his foot moved even higher up her leg. "You know you love it," he whispered back.

Y/n tried to swat his foot away, but he was too quick for her. She could feel her body getting more and more aroused as Jack's teasing continued, and she knew she had to put a stop to it before things got out of hand.

"Jack, seriously," she said, her voice trembling with desire. "Stop it, or I'm going to have to punish you later." she said now with full confidence.

Jack's eyes widened with excitement at the thought of being punished and smirked knowing she wouldn't last long. "Oh, really? And what kind of punishment are we talking about here?"

Y/n leaned in close to his ear and whispered something that made Jack's eyes go wide with excitement. He grinned at her mischievously, and then finally withdrew his foot.

Y/n let out a sigh of relief, feeling a mix of desire and frustration coursing through her body. She knew that she and Jack were going to have a lot of fun later that night, but for now, she was content to enjoy the rest of her dessert and the company of her friends.

#jack wilder #jack wilder x reader #x reader #now you see me #netlix #one shot #smut #implied sex #hot as fuck #the horsemen #daniel atlas #henley reeves #merritt mckinney

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