#iroh ll x reader

[melzula]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN !!!!! okay this has been a long time coming for me but would you be open to doing a general iroh and kya’s daughter wedding piece ? i feel like that’s the only part of their relationship we haven’t seen !

a/n: was so excited to get this request bc i love these two so much!!!

~ based off of these headcanons ~

“You look beautiful.”

“I think I’m going to puke,” you utter with a nervous laugh, anxiously fidgeting with the ceremonial pins in your hair that you just can’t seem to get straight.

Sighing, Kya carefully pushes your hands away before adjusting the pins herself. The golden ornate pieces had been a gift from Zuko, said to have belonged to his late wife and worn on their own wedding day, and though you were grateful for the thoughtful gift you also felt that an immense amount of pressure came with them. Marrying Iroh meant you’d officially be part of the royal family now, and a part of you was worried you wouldn’t be able to live up to the expectations that came with that.

“It’s normal to be nervous,” your mother consoles, stepping back to admire her work once the pins are set. “Today is an important day and the start of another adventure for you, but it’s nothing you can’t handle.”

“I don’t feel like a real bride,” you admit in an almost defeated tone. You stare at your reflection in the mirror and find yourself carefully brushing your fingers against the crescent moon hanging from your neck. The coolness of the stone against your fingertips brings a sense of comfort to you, but it doesn’t relieve you of your nerves.

“Are you having second thoughts?” Kya asks with a worried furrow of her brows.

“Of course not!” You’re quick to interject. “I love Iroh, I can’t imagine a life without him anymore.”

“But?” Your mother prods.

“But… What if I’m not good at being a wife? What if I’m just not… not good at all. He’s the General and the son of the Fire Lord. What can I give him that he doesn’t already have or that he couldn’t get from a Fire Nation woman here?”

Smiling faintly, Kya gently takes your hands in her own and gives them a comforting squeeze. “That boy loves you more than you could ever know. I see it in his eyes and hear it in his voice when he speaks about you. I wouldn’t have given him my blessing if I wasn’t one hundred percent sure of this. Don’t compare yourself or waste your time wondering about all the what ifs. All you have to do today is focus on Iroh, and everything else will take care of itself.”

You let out a shaky breath and blink back your tears before throwing your arms around your mother in a tight hug. You know she speaks the truth, and her comforting words greatly ease your anxiety. You’d fallen in love with the boy from your childhood, and he’d fallen just as hard for you if not harder. Despite being apart for so many years you’d found your way back to each other and helped one another find the missing piece in your lives. You and Iroh are simply meant to be, and your wedding will be proof that.

A gentle knock on the door has you parting from your mother, and as Bumi sticks his head in the doorway you smile.

“It’s almost time, kiddo,” he says with a grin. “The general’s going to get his socks knocked off when he sees you.”

“Thank you, Uncle Bumi,” you laugh tearfully before allowing him to hug you tight. You don’t know this, but Bumi has always felt a sort of paternal love for you. He was the closest thing you had to a father growing up and you were the closest thing he had to a child, and like your mother he felt so much pride and love at seeing you so happy. He knew you were in good hands, and that was more than enough for him.

“Are you ready?” Kya asks with an encouraging smile. Sucking in one final nervous breath, you nod before taking her arm and beginning your walk to the palace gardens.

In the courtyard a handful of chairs are set up for your intimate ceremony. Only close friends and family are invited, neither you nor Iroh wanted to make a grand spectacle of your marriage, so you decided to hold your wedding in the gardens with his mother Izumi as your officiant.

At the end of the makeshift isle, Iroh stands in his uniform with a fire lily delicately pinned to his lapel. He shifts anxiously from one foot to the other eagerly awaiting for your arrival. He’s been looking forward to this day ever since he proposed to you, and he can’t wait to finally make you his wife after all this time.

“You make a handsome husband, son,” Izumi compliments from her place beside him. “It brings me great joy to see you so happy.”

“Thank you for agreeing to officiate the wedding, mother,” Iroh expresses gratefully.

“I knew it was a matter of time before you two fell in love,” she notes with a careful smile. “I know she’ll make a wonderful wife.”

Beaming with pride, Iroh’s gaze falls upon the garden gates where you finally emerge. Arm linked with Kya’s and with a bouquet of flowers in the other hand, you make the most radiant bride Iroh has ever seen. Your gown flows elegantly behind you as you walk, your hair sparkles from the sunlight hitting the pins, and your smile is enough to take his breath away. He can feel himself beginning to tear up, and it takes everything in him not to rush towards you and take you in his arms himself.

Kya hugs you tight once you reach the end of the isle, doing her best to keep her tears at bay before letting you go. Carefully tucking a stray strand of hair away from your face, she smiles before handing you off to Iroh.

“Take good care of my daughter,” she whispers before chastely kissing his cheek.

The butterflies in your stomach are quieted when you finally reach Iroh. Nothing else but him matters in that moment, and as his golden irises stare into your own you find yourself falling in love all over again.

“You look so beautiful,” he whispers with a tearful laugh.

“So do you,” you smile, carefully wiping your tears so as to not ruin your makeup.

Your ceremony goes without a hitch, and when Izumi officially proclaims you as husband and wife Iroh gracefully dips you before giving you the most passionate kiss you’ve ever experienced. Your family and friends cheer and applaud, but it all fades into the background as you grip his sleeves and melt into his touch.

“I can’t wait to spend forever with you,” he professes earnestly after parting from your kiss.

“Forever and always,” you agree breathlessly before pulling him down by his collar for another kiss.

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[brightjimini]

Hi, I wanted to request an Iroh II x reader ome shot or imagine or whatever you feel like writing where they pretend to be dating just to mess with a gossip writer who seems to know everything that's going on in Fire Nation high society.

Basically the plot of Shonda Rhimes' Bridgerton series.

I dont kbow the series you are talking about BUT YESS THIS SOUNDS GREAT I ll post it after im done with the zuko requests😝

#ask #ask box #request

[melzula]

Hii :D since requests are open could u do a piece between iroh ii and kya's daughter? But this time maybe ab the first argument they had as husband and wife? Like what would they argue ab and who would apologize first!!

a/n: idk why but i struggled so much with this prompt LOL but i hope you enjoy! this is really the only argument i could see them having

summary: an important day for your marriage turns sour when your husband confuses his days

~ based off these hcs ~

You check the clock with a sigh for what feels like the hundredth time before rising from your seat and blowing out the candles on the table. The food you’d spent hours meticulously preparing has now grown cold, but you don’t feel much like eating anymore anyway. Your bottom lip trembles but you’re too prideful to allow your tears to fall, so instead you resort to cleaning away the mess before retiring to your bedroom for the night.

It should have been a beautiful evening; you’d planned everything so perfectly so that nothing could go wrong. But you never thought it possible for your own husband to forget his wedding anniversary, and this was a detail you hadn’t accounted for when putting together the romantic dinner.

You knew Iroh was a busy man what with being a General and one of President Raiko’s best men, but you didn’t think he’d find himself to be too busy on a day that was meant to be sacred for you both. A year ago today you’d married the love of your life in the palace gardens in front of your closest family and friends, and a year later you now find yourself alone in your bedroom wiping away the rest of your makeup and removing all of your jewelry.

Your hand stops at your betrothal necklace, and you stare back at your sullen reflection in the vanity mirror as you clutch onto the crescent shaped stone. You haven’t seen or heard from Iroh all day, and your feelings are severely crushed by his abandonment. Were you a fool for thinking your marriage would hold priority over his duties as General?

You’re too engrossed in your sulking to hear his footsteps, and it isn’t until your bedroom door begins to creak open slowly that you’re alerted of his return home. You say nothing to him, acting as if he isn’t even there as you brush out your hair.

“Darling, I wasn’t expecting you to still be awake,” he notes with a fond smile, oblivious to your hurt. “I’m sorry I missed dinner, but I had to stay back and discuss my next assignment with Raiko.”

“Dinner isn’t the only thing you missed,” you mutter coldly much to his surprise. It’s only then that he notices the anger in your features, your furrowed brows and pursed lips and hardened eyes.

“I don’t understand?” Iroh says wearily, taken aback by your demeanor. He’d never seen you behave in such a way and it worried him.

“I don’t expect you to,” you bite back impatiently. “It’s not like we share the same values or put the same amount of importance on things.”

“Whoa, hold on. Why are you speaking this way? What’s upsetting you?” He urges gently, kneeling before you and attempting to hold your hand only for you to pull it away. “Talk to me.”

“How could you miss our anniversary?!” You finally cry out in frustration, startling your poor husband. “Did you not see it to be important enough to take a day off from being the General? Do I not matter to you?”

“Of course you do!” Iroh exclaims, clearly offended at the idea that he could ever see his wife as unimportant. “Y/n, I didn’t forget our anniversary. Our anniversary is tomorrow, and I made sure to clear my schedule so I could spend the entire day with you.”

“Our anniversary was today!”

“My wife, our anniversary is on the 6th. Today is the 5th,” Iroh tries to argue, but this only seems to infuriate you further.

“Iroh, today is the 6th!” You say exasperated. His brows furrow at your words, but after a moment you see his features begin to fall at the realization of his mistake.

“Today is our anniversary,” he murmurs quietly, almost ashamed to voice it out loud. “I completely missed it.”

“You left me alone the entire day. An entire dinner I cooked for us was left to grow cold because you didn’t come home,” you tell him sullenly, a fresh wave of tears beginning to form. “I spent our first wedding anniversary without my husband.”

“My love, I am so sorry and ashamed,” Iroh professes sincerely, and this time when he takes your hands in his own you don’t pull away. His own eyes are glossy with tears and full of regret, and the sight only makes you want to cry more. “You know I’d never forget our anniversary, I couldn’t. Marrying you was the greatest day of my life. I’ve just been so busy that I lost track of the days, and that isn’t fair to you. You deserve my attention and my time more than anyone else does, and I’m sorry to have failed you as your husband.”

“I’m sorry for being so cruel. I was just so worried that our marriage wasn’t important enough to you,” you confess with a sniffle. “I worry that being a husband is not as exciting for you as being a General or a traveler or-“

“Being your husband is the greatest honor I could ever have,” he interrupts you. “I mean this, and I’m going to make it up to you. We’ll leave tomorrow for Ember Island and have a vacation, just the two of us. We’ll have the beach house to ourselves and I’ll spend every minute making sure you feel valued and appreciated. Does that sound okay?”

“It’s perfect,” you nod with a watery smile, melting into his touch when he cups your face in his hands and pulls you in for a tender kiss.

Mistakes were made, but you know Iroh would never hurt you. He worships the ground you walk on. And in the end, he’ll always go out of his way to be the husband you deserve.

Because you are more than he could ever ask for.

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[melzula]

Hi ! the number one iroh stan has returned :) could i request a continuation to the lash iroh and kya’s daughter piece, but this time their proposal and marriage story ?

a/n: hello anon! apologies for how long it took to get to this request. i focused more on the proposal part for this piece, but if you’d like me to also write about the wedding i’d be happy to do so!

summary: Iroh has an important question to ask Kya and Katara when you return to the south

~based off of these headcanons~

After spending a wonderful year residing in the Fire Nation with your boyfriend, the feeling of homesickness called you back to the South to visit your mother. Though you enjoyed your time away, you felt you’d been gone long enough. There was so much you had to tell your mother, and you were sure she was dying to hear all about your travels.

The shores of the South approach in the distance, and a shiver of excitement runs down your spine. More shivers follow, and you start to wonder if it’s your nerves or lost tolerance for the cold after spending so much time in the heat that has your body trembling.

A coat is carefully draped over your shoulders, and you smile up at the man who now stands beside you and keeps you close to his side in an attempt to share his warmth with you.

“We’ll be arriving shortly,” Iroh notes with a smile. “I’m sure your family will be happy to see you.”

“Thank you for coming with me,” you reply gratefully, “I hope I’m not pulling you away from anything important, General.”

“Escorting my beloved home is important,” he reiterates earnestly. “Besides, as your suitor it would be rude of me not to greet your family.”

“I know Gran Gran will be thrilled to see you,” you note with a fond smile, “and my mother. She hasn’t seen you since we studied under Zuko together.”

“I look forward to seeing them again,” Iroh says, a glint in his eye you don’t quite catch as you settle your gaze on the approaching Southern Water Tribe. Though you don’t know it yet, Iroh plans to do more than just reconnect with old friends during his time in the South.

And if all goes well, he’ll be able to do what he’s thought about doing since he first kissed you in front of the water fountain in the palace gardens.

~~~

The shrieks of laughter outside bring a smile to Kya’s face as she watches you run around with your younger cousins in the snow. Little Meelo sits delightedly upon your shoulders as you dodge snowballs thrown your way by Ikki and Jinora who try their hardest to catch you. Though you’ve always been the oldest, you’ve never once denied their requests to play. It’s endearing to see you so happy, to see how much you love and care for the children.

“I think she’ll make a fine mother one day,” she says offhandedly, her eyes never leaving your smiling face. “Don’t you think, Iroh?”

Though he’s caught off guard by her question, the General is full of sincerity when he replies, “Yes, I believe she will.”

“Are you taking care of my daughter? Is she happy with you?”

“I pride myself on making y/n happy,” he says earnestly. “She’s the most amazing woman I’ve ever met, and it’s been an honor courting her.”

Kya hums thoughtfully, a gentle smile on her face as she focuses her attention on you and your little cousins who have just managed to successfully tackle you to the ground. She’s missed having you home, but something tells her you won’t be staying for long.

“Kya,” he says, calling her attention back to the man beside her, “I love your daughter, and I’m certain there’s no one else I’d rather spend my life with. I came on this trip not just to pay a visit to old friends, but to ask you for your approval. I’d like your blessing to marry y/n.”

She’s silent for a moment, brows threaded together thoughtfully, and for a moment Iroh fears he’s overstepped. But a small laugh leaves her then, and when she turns to the General her eyes are glistening with tears.

“From the day she was born it was my job to make sure y/n always felt safe and loved no matter what. I knew that there’d soon be a day where I’d have to share this responsibility with someone else, and I can’t think of anyone more qualified for the job than you. If you can promise me that y/n will continue to feel loved and safe even when I’m gone, then you have my blessing to marry my daughter.”

“I promise I will treasure your daughter for as long as I live,” he professes full-heartedly. “I’m immensely grateful for your blessing.”

“Yes, but I hope you know my blessing isn’t the only one you’ll need to marry y/n,” Kya notes with a playful smile. “You still have to get the seal of approval from her grandmother and uncles.”

“And I plan to.”

~~~

“I can’t say how excited I am to see you and my granddaughter together,” Katara says as she lays the carving tools onto the table. “I only wish Aang were here to see it, too

“Thank you for your blessing and agreeing to help me with this,” Iroh replies. “I have to admit I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, but I want to make sure I honor y/n’s culture when I propose.”

“A betrothal necklace is the perfect way to do so. I’ve provided everything you need, all you have to do is carve the stone.”

“What should I carve?”

“Something meaningful,” she says. “There’s no correct way to make a betrothal necklace, but adding a personal touch will make it more special. Is there a symbol or a memory that perhaps holds importance to you both?”

“We shared our first kiss under the crescent moon,” he murmurs thoughtfully to himself. “The stars were the brightest I’d ever seen them, and the water of the fountain almost seemed to sparkle. I professed my love to her that night, and we’ve been together ever since.”

“It sounds to me like you already know what that memory is,” Katara notes with a gentle smile. “I think a crescent moon would look beautiful on this stone.”

“Some stars on the choker would give it just the right touch,” Kya notes from the doorway, watching as her soon to be son-in-law begins carving into the stone. “But I think y/n will love it no matter what.”

“I just want it to be perfect.”

“It will be,” your mother comforts. “I have faith that everything will be just fine. You two are meant to be.”

“Aunt Kya! Gran Gran!” A voice calls out from the hallway. A breathless Jinora stands in the doorway, collapsing against its frame for support as her tired legs give out fro running for so long. “Y/n’s on her way back from the marketplace with my dad!”

“Try to see if your father can stall her for just a bit longer,” Katara advises. “The necklace isn’t quite finished yet.”

“Yes, Gran Gran,” she quips before rushing back out the door.

“We’ll keep watch for y/n until you’re done,” Kya says. “Good luck.”

The two women leave the room then, allowing Iroh a moment alone to work on the necklace.

He carves the stone into the shape of a crescent moon and places it in the center of the ribbon. Using the leftover pieces, Iroh follows Kya’s advice of crafting smaller diamond shaped stars to line the choker. It’s simple but perfect all at once, and he’s hopeful that you’ll love it all the same.

All that’s left to do now is propose.

~~~

“Iroh, it’s the middle of the night, what are we doing out here?” You question with a quiet laugh. It’s below freezing outside and your only source of light comes from the crescent moon above. Everyone in the village has long retired for the night by now, leaving just you and your boyfriend out in the cold.

“I have something I’d like to show you,” he replies with a smile, taking your hand and guiding you through the thick snow towards the water’s edge. The waves are quiet and gentle, sparkling underneath the starlight in a way that takes your breath away.

“It’s beautiful out tonight,” you sigh appreciatively. “I almost forgot how peaceful the ocean can be.”

“My grandfather used to always say that water is the element of change,” Iroh notes thoughtfully, “and the people of the Water Tribe are held together by love and community. It’s what makes you so kind, so strong and passionate. You’re unlike any woman I’ve ever met, y/n.”

“My, General, you sure do have a way with words,” you tease despite the butterflies that seem to flitter rapidly in your stomach. Though you’ve been together for a little over a year, he still manages to sweep you off your feet just as he had when you’d first started courting.

“I mean my words,” he says earnestly, gently taking your hands in his own and pulling you closer to his figure. “My time with you has been nothing short of wonderful, and I can no longer picture a life without you by my side. If you’ll have me, I’d like to dedicate the rest of my time on this earth making you happy.”

You’re stunned into silence at his words, stomach twisting in knots with excitement and anticipation. You watch as he carefully reaches into the pocket of his parka and gasp at the sight of the necklace he presents to you. It’s the most beautiful betrothal necklace you’ve ever seen, and tears begin to brim in your eyes as the meaning of this little midnight adventure starts to finally come together for you.

“Y/n, it would be an honor to have you as my wife. Will you allow me the privilege of becoming your husband?”

“Oh, Iroh, yes!” You exclaim delightedly, throwing your arms around the man and gifting him the sweetest kiss that he gladly accepts.

Tears stream down both of your faces as he holds you tightly in his embrace and savors the feeling of you. From the moment he kissed you in front of the fountain of the place gardens he knew in his heart that you were it. Bumi had brought you back to the Fire Nation, but it was fate that allowed you to fall in love with your childhood playmate. He couldn’t think of anything better than that.

“May I?” Iroh asks with a gesture to the necklace, receiving an eager nod from you as you tug down the collar of your dress to allow him to put the choker on. His movements are gentle as he carefully drapes it around your neck and clasps the ends together. It rests beautifully along your neckline and conveys the message that you are now spoken for. You love it, and you love Iroh, and you make sure to tell him so.

“I can’t wait to marry you,” he professes earnestly before once again pulling you close to his frame.

You share another kiss under the crescent moon, and in that moment life is perfect.

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[melzula]

currently working on an Iroh ll x kya’s daughter!reader piece👀

#melzula talks #muahahhaha #I am cooking

[melzula]

I loved your kya’s daughter hcs! Could you maybe elaborate more on her relationship with iroh 2?

a/n: this is more of like, background hc’s about how they meet and end up together but if you guys want me to actually write a piece about them let me know!

*based off of these hc’s

Kya first sent you to start training with Lord Zuko when you were five. Being a water bender, she could only keep up with your bending for so long before she had to get you a proper instructor

Training you was quite a challenge for Zuko due to the fact that already your bending had begun to take on a unique form. There were no fire bending techniques at all in your bending, but rather water and air, so it would take some time for him to get your bending on track and in control

Because of this, he offered to have you and your mother stay at the palace while you completed your training

And that’s how you soon became introduced to his grandson Iroh

There wasn’t any attraction when you first met, what with you being five and Iroh already being eleven and a half at that point. But he was always so kind to you and took you to the best parts of the palace to play

He also helped with your training, practicing with you and showing you all that he knew. If a session was particularly rougher than usual he would always make sure to patch you up and reward your efforts with a treat that he may or may not have swiped from the kitchen

He became a friend and somewhat of a protector to you, and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t developed a silly little childhood crush on him. He was very handsome after all and strong, but it was purely innocent and part of your adolescence

You spend five years training with Zuko and alongside Iroh. By the end of it you’re one of the strongest benders he’s ever encountered. The different bending forms paired with your strength and agility make you a worthy opponent, and there were a handful of times where you even bested his grandson during your sparring sessions

However, now that you’ve completed your bending it’s time to return home before continuing your travels around the world with your mother

You make sure to give Zuko a big hug, thanking him for all that he’s done for you and expressing your gratitude for training you

Saying goodbye to Iroh is a little harder. You’ve gotten so used to being around him that it’s going to be difficult adjusting to his absence, but he assures you he will always be there if you need him and that you’re always welcome to come back and visit him. You depart with a hug and a promise to see each other again soon

Traveling the world makes it easier to forget how much you miss the Prince, and you actually date a few other men (and women if you’re interested) while you’re abroad.

You stay out a bit longer than Kya does, but at the age of twenty five you decide it’s time to return home and join your mother and your Gran Gran in the south

It’s nice to see your family again and have the support you’ve been missing while away, though you feel somewhat out of sorts being a fire bender living in the southern water tribe. It takes some adjusting

Eventually Uncle Bumi comes by for a quick visit which you are absolutely thrilled about because you love your Uncle Bumi! He’s making a stop during his journey to the Fire Nation to meet up with Iroh to discuss some important General stuff

He invites you to come along with him for a fun trip and after making sure your mother and Gran Gran will be okay you accept the offer

You have to admit you’re a bit nervous about seeing him again, you were both kids still the last time you’d been together and you’re not sure what to expect now

The long awaited reunion is very exciting though very emotional after being away from your childhood friend for so long. Spirits, he’s even more handsome now, and that little childhood crush easily manages to sneak back in now that you’re together again

“Y/n! I almost didn’t recognize you,” Iroh smiles, pulling you in for a very tight hug. You’ve blossomed into a very beautiful woman, now all grown up and living your own life of adventure, and he couldn’t ignore the fact that your beauty nearly made him breathless

You both find yourselves spending much of your time together, walking through the palace gardens or out in the market place. You make a handsome pair, something Bumi, Zuko, and Izumi all notice right away

It’s under the moonlight by the fountain that you share your first kiss. You can’t deny the attraction any longer, you’ve fallen in love with your childhood playmate

You spend a year together before Iroh decides he’s ready to propose. He does make sure to get the blessings of Kya, Katara, Bumi, and Tenzin before proceeding because he knows how important they are to you

Though you’re a fire bender you grew up with water tribe culture, so Kya and Katara do help him craft the perfect betrothal necklace for you

The wedding is intimate and simple, held at the palace and officiated by Fire Lord Izumi where all your friends and family come to watch

Zuko and Katara are thrilled at the fact that their grandchildren are married, and Katara can’t help but wish Aang were there to see

By the time of Book 1 Iroh is 36 and you’re 29. You’ve been married for about three years and have a beautiful one year old daughter named Tara, a reference to your grandmother’s own name

By the end of Book 3 I imagine you’d be expecting again, and though your Uncle is desperately hoping for a Bumi the third, you end up giving birth to another beautiful girl whom you name Azula, in honor of the great aunt Iroh never really got to know. Perhaps having a daughter named after Zuko’s estranged sister will bring a new hope and light to the name

It took you both a while to find each other and for the time to be right for you to actually end up together, but Iroh knows he would have waited a whole lifetime if it meant you’d be his wife by the end of it. Neither of you ever expected to fall for your childhood companion, but you wouldn’t have it any other way

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[melzula]

hi ! i don’t know if this counts as a whole prompt, but could i request some iroh ii ? maybe their reunion when kya’s daughter went back with bumi to the fire nation and their whole reunion to wedding story ?

a/n: I just did the reunion part of this because it would be hard to cram the whole timeline into one piece aha but nonetheless enjoy!

*based off of these hc’s

The cool breeze of the ocean air does little to calm your nerves as you fidget with the beads that wrap themselves neatly around your wrist and stare out into the open water. The Fire Nation docks are fast approaching, and you foolishly wonder if everything will be the same as it was when you left it behind all those years ago. You wonder if he is still the same, fearing for a moment that perhaps he has forgotten you after being apart for so long, but you don’t have time to dwell on your anxieties when a firm clap on your shoulder breaks you from your thoughts.

“Why the long face, kiddo?” Your Uncle Bumi grins. “I thought you’d be happier to be back here.”

“I am,” you reassure him, “it’s just I’m a little nervous is all. I haven’t been here in so long...”

“Well I’m sure the royals will be happy to see you,” he says. “You were Lord Zuko’s star student after all, and General Iroh is always asking about you.”

“He is?” You gasp, doing your best to quell the excitement that bubbles up inside of you at the news. You always brushed off your infatuation with the General as a silly childhood crush, but if that were the case then the mere mention of him shouldn’t have made you as cheerful as it did.

“Of course! Why do you think I brought you out here with me? Some good old nostalgia would be perfect for you!”

“Uncle,” you say with a pointed look. Bumi grins sheepishly.

“You could use a friend, y/n. And so could Iroh.”

You don’t get the chance to argue or insist that you’re fine, that you’re perfectly okay with the fact that your best friend is your Gran Gran, as the ship pulls into the docks and Fire Nation guards arrive to escort you to the palace. None of them are familiar to you, most of the men you’d known as a child having retired by now, but they still greet you with the same kindness as always, a perk of being the Avatar’s granddaughter and the Commander’s niece.

“I have to prepare for the meeting,” your uncle says as you reach the front gates and are permitted entry to the palace, “but if you want to head off and look for some old friends or even just explore your old playing grounds go right ahead.”

“Good look with the meeting, Uncle Bumi,” you reply before gifting the man a kiss on the cheek and parting ways with him for now.

You find yourself wandering into the gardens, admiring the blooming fire lilies and enjoying the refreshing breeze that blows cooly against your face as you reminisce on the memories you hold in this very spot. If you look hard enough you can almost see yourself sitting underneath the shade of the tree with Zuko and his grandson studying fire bending scrolls and enjoying cups of tea. Life had been so quiet and simple then, so peaceful. Maybe Bumi was right about needing a friend; you’d never felt lonelier in your entire life than you did now looking upon old childhood memories.

“Y/n?” A voice calls almost hesitantly, void of the confidence he’d always held, and despite the fact that your heart catches in your throat at the sound of his voice you will yourself to turn around and face the man you never stopped thinking about.

You can’t help the way your mouth hangs agape at the sight of him; he’d always been a good looking boy, but over the years Iroh had grown into the handsomest man you’d ever seen. He was beautiful with his strong jaw and shimmering gold irises, and despite how much he’d changed over the years he still held that same boyish grin you’d taken comfort in many times before.

“Iroh,” you finally say, heat crawling up your neck as you smile shyly. He’s rushing towards you in an instant, pulling you into his chest for a tight hug and laughing with pure unadulterated joy.

“I almost didn’t recognize you,” he admits with a sheepish grin, hands resting on your shoulders as he pulls away and looks you in the eyes. You don’t know it, but he’s just as taken back by your beauty. He was used to seeing you running around in your pigtails with your wide smile and a few teeth missing; you were absolutely radiant, your features maturing with the time that had passed, but your eyes still held that same twinkle they always did.

“It’s so good to you, old friend,” you say, smiling fondly as you rest a hand upon his cheek. “I’ve missed you.”

“So have I,” he replies, and you don’t miss the way he seems to melt into your touch. “I have a meeting to attend to, but perhaps you’d like to accompany me to dinner tonight? I want to hear about all of your adventures.”

“Dinner sounds lovely.”

“Perfect,” Iroh grins, “I’ll see you then.”

He parts from you then with a kiss on the cheek, leaving you with a dazed smile alone in the gardens as you watch him walk into the palace.

“We’re having dinner,” you murmur quietly to yourself, an excited smile pulling at your lips as you rush towards your assigned quarters to prepare.

~~~

“A date with the General, huh?”

“It’s not a date, Uncle Bumi,” you remind him as you sit before the vanity and slip on your favorite pair of earrings, a pair your mother had bought for you once during your travels, “it’s just dinner.”

“Sounds like a date to me,” he teases with a knowing grin. “You know, I always had a feeling about you two.”

“You said the same thing about Uncle Tenzin and Aunt Lin,” you retort only for Bumi to grimace.

“I never said it was a good feeling.”

“It’s not a big deal,” you shrug nonchalantly. “We’re just two old friends who want to catch up with each other.”

Oh, but it actually is a very big deal for you. You can’t remember the last time anyone has taken you out to dinner or the last time you had actually dressed yourself up for someone else, and frankly you don’t know why you’re so nervous. It’s Iroh, after all, your childhood friend, why should you be nervous?

“Oh, I’ll walk you out!” Your Uncle exclaims excitedly once you put the finishing touches on your ensamble, and before you can even get up from your chair Bumi is yanking you onto your feet and dragging you out of the room towards the front gates where Iroh is presumably waiting for you. “I only wish your mother were here to see this!”

“Uncle,” you groan in quiet embarrassment, “you seem more excited than I am.”

“What? That’s nonsense!” Bumi scoffs. “Can’t I just appreciate the romanticism that comes with seeing old friends?”

“I see you’re a poet much like your father,” a third voice intrudes, a smiling Iroh startling both you and your uncle. “I hope I’m not interrupting.”

“No, not at all!” Bumi says before you can so much as open your mouth to reply. “In fact I was just leaving. You kids have fun! Oh, and uh, bring her back home safe and sound and all that protective Uncle junk I’m supposed to say.”

“Of course, Commander,” he says with a slight laugh before turning to you. “Are you ready?”

“I am,” you smile, making sure to give your Uncle a chaste kiss to the cheek before taking Iroh’s outstretched and following him out the front gates. Your Uncle watches your retreating forms with a faint smile and a mischievous glint in his eye.

“Phase one of my matchmaking plan is complete.”

~~~

The royal plaza is beautiful at night. Lanterns hang from the skies and bathe the streets in their golden hue. The restaurants and shops are bustling with customers as lovers, families, and friends all spend their evenings out on the town. No one seems to notice your presence— Iroh had insisted that no guards were needed to escort you both— and for that you are grateful.

“Hungry for anything in particular? I know you were especially fond of dumplings when we were children,” Iroh notes with a chuckle.

“I’d love anything spicy. As much as I enjoy sea prunes and seal jerky, nothing in the south really has that same kick to it that Fire Nation food has.”

“I know the perfect place,” Iroh says, and you have to fight against the way your stomach seems to summersault when he takes your hand in his own and weaves you through the streets.

You end up in a quiet little restaurant together where the food is fresh and the hostess is the sweetest little old lady you’ve ever met, though she brings you way more food than you ordered. You’re eager to scarf down the spicy noodles and steaming buns, so eager in fact that you don’t notice the love stricken way in which Iroh watches you practically inhale your food.

“How’s your family?” He asks behind his cup of tea.

“Good. Gran Gran has been training the new Avatar and my mother helps where she can. My Uncle Tenzin and Aunt Pema just had a new baby not too long ago, a son named Meelo.”

“That’s amazing,” Iroh smiles, “congratulations on your new cousin.”

“Thank you. Our family is certainly growing,” you say with a slight laugh. “And how are things with you and your family?”

“I have to admit, I haven’t really been home much to know,” Iroh chuckles. “This visit is also my first time back in a while. Mother is a gracious ruler and the people love her, my sister is still living her quiet life with her husband out on the farm, and my grandfather comes back and forth all the time. Everyone seems to be happy.”

“And are you happy?”

“I like to think so. I’m the youngest General in the United Forces which is a great accomplishment, and I’m having dinner with a friend I thought I’d never see again, so yes, I’m very happy,” he notes with a wink. You can’t help but roll your eyes at his slyness, a small huff blowing past your nose.

“Don’t be so dramatic,” you tease.

“Really, y/n,” Iroh says, all features void of his previous humor as they morph into a more tender nature. He reaches across the table and rests a hand across your own, a faint smile on his lips. “I’ve missed you, and I’m so happy you’re here.”

“Me too,” you admit with a tiny smile. “It’s been hard without you, friend.”

“Friend,” Iroh repeats with a small sigh, but his smile never falters. He pays for your meal and offers you his arm to guide you back to the palace; you talk about old memories and new ones, your adventures during your time apart, and your excitement to create new ones together. You’ve never been happier, and for the first time in a long time the loneliness that normally gnaws at your spirit is nowhere to be found.

“Can you find your room okay?” Iroh asks as you reach the front doors of the palace.

“I can,” you nod with a smile. “I’m actually staying in the room I had when I was a kid.”

“Go figure,” he laughs softly before gracing you with a sweet smile. “Thank you for accompanying me to dinner tonight. Will I see you tomorrow?”

“You will.”

“Good. I look forward to it,” Iroh says. “Sleep well, y/n.”

“Goodnight, Iroh,” you utter with a small smile, making sure to gift him a kiss on the cheek before disappearing inside. Stunned, the General stands frozen in place with a dazed smile on his face. He hasn’t felt this way about anyone in such a long time, hadn’t felt such genuine excitement and joy, and he had to admit that it somewhat intimidated him. He’d always seen you as the girl he’d grown up with, the one he’d spent his time with stealing desserts from the kitchen and running through the hallways, but now...

“Spirits,” Iroh exclaims with a breathless laugh. “I think I’m in love.”

In the gardens sits the trio of adults who watch the scene unfold before them, knowing looks exchanged among them as they sip their tea and watch Iroh disappear into the palace.

“They make a handsome pair, don’t they?” Zuko notes offhandedly to his daughter. “I give them a month.”

“A month?” Bumi snorts. “No way! Three weeks maybe, but not a month.”

“I have more faith in my son than that,” Izumi says with the shake of her head. “One week.”

“One week?!” The Commander exclaims with a laugh. “Oh, you’re on!”

“Betting over the love life of my grandson and my former student was not how I pictured spending my retirement,” Zuko sighs, but there’s a smile on his face as he considers his grandson courting the granddaughter of his best friend. Life has a funny way of working out sometimes.

And it was going to work out for you and Iroh.

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[melzula]

Hello if request are open can I request a general Iroh 2 or Zuko x reader. where someone from the fire nation disapproves of the reader and were bullying the reader but the reader kept it a secret until Zuko or Iroh 2 confronts and comforts the reader.

a/n: I chose Iroh ll for this one and honestly I love how it came out!

When the news of General Iroh’s engagement to a peasant girl was announced many people weren’t sure just what to think of it. He was a man of great prestige, of great wealth and prosperity, so it was hard to fathom why he’d chosen you of all people. What did you have to offer that no one else could? What made you so special?

To Iroh, it was your smile. It was your laugh, the way you tugged at the sleeves of your dress whenever you were nervous, the way you so tenderly looked after your mother and younger siblings, the way your eyes twinkled in the moonlight, and the way you looked upon him as if he hung all the stars in the sky. His heart had chosen you, and so without any further delay he got down on one knee and proposed to you underneath the cherry blossom tree on the hill just outside of your village. In three days you would be his wife, and your status as a lowly peasant would be upgraded to a member of the royal family. It was the fairytale every little girl dreamed of, and though you loved him dearly you knew that a happily ever after was nowhere in reach.

In the palace gardens you sit on the stone bench beneath the trees, your despondent gaze resting on the ruby ring that sits elegantly upon your finger. The piece of jewelry was worth more than your whole life, and no one seemed to let you forget it. When Iroh was by your side it felt like old times, times of running through the grass and lying amongst the hay in the barn gazing out at the stars, but the moment he left you alone it seemed as if all the sharks nearby could smell the fresh blood in the water. Your upbringing as a dirt poor girl was thrown in your face often, remarks about how undeserving you were of such a man for a husband frequently passed around the room, and you never went a day without someone accusing you of marrying the Fire Lord’s son merely for the riches that came with him. When Iroh returned the torment ceased and the pleasantries returned, but you knew how they really felt about you, and you knew that no matter what you did or said you would never be enough.

Your sight begins to blur as a fresh wave of tears well in your eyes. Maybe they were right, maybe you were undeserving of such a beautiful ring, of such a beautiful man for a husband, of such a beautiful life full of silk dresses and golden palace halls with servants waiting on you hand and foot. Marrying Iroh would never change the fact that you were nothing but a poor village girl, a peasant at your core, so perhaps you shouldn’t marry him at all. Who were you to deprive him of settling down with the pretty daughter of a nobleman or a girl brought up with class and elegance who would know the etiquete and understand the duties of marrying the Fire Lord’s son better than you ever could.

A single tear falls from your cheek and lands on the ruby jewel. Then another, and another, until you’re holding your head in your hands and silently weeping with sorrow. You don’t think you can go through with this, you can’t take anymore of the ridicule and the pain, and you’re not sure how much longer you can hide it from your fiancé. You can only hold it together for so long before it all becomes too much, and you don’t want to worry him with such trivial matters. You just feel so... so alone.

“Y/n?” A voice calls gently, and the familiarity and the warmth it sends to your heart has you crying even harder. Iroh is at your side in an instant, kneeling before you and gently removing your hands from your face so that he may hold them in his own. “My love, what is it? What’s the matter?”

“I-“ you hiccup, struggling to get the words out. He wasn’t supposed to see you this way, so weak and fragile, and despite how hard to try to hold it together you can’t stop the pool of tears that cascade down your hot cheeks.

“Did someone hurt you?” He presses seriously. “Please, let me know how I can help you. I want to take care of you.”

“I-I don’t deserve you,” you finally sputter. Iroh’s features soften, a sense of understanding washing over his golden irises, and as your bottom lip quivers with the withdrawal of your cries he carefully reaches up to brush away the remaining tears with the pad of his thumb.

“That’s nonsense,” he chides gently.

“It’s true,” you insist desperately. “You’re too good. Too kind, too handsome, too good for me. Everyone says so and they’re right.”

“Do you truly believe that?” Iroh asks gently, frowning at the soft nod of your head. “Y/n, do you remember what I said when I proposed to you? I told you that I’d rather die than ever have to spend a single minute without you by my side. You are everything to me.”

“But I-“

“You are kind, you are beautiful, and you are going to make an amazing wife and an amazing mother when the time comes. I asked you to marry me because you’re the only one I want. I don’t care where or how you grew up, it doesn’t matter to me, all that matters is that I fell in love with you and only you. Let everyone say what they want, it doesn’t matter as long as we’re together.”

A weak smile spreads itself across your lips, a watery laugh leaving you at your fiancé’s profession, and with a hopeful glint in his eyes Iroh helps you up on your feet before pulling you into his chest.

“I know how hard it’s been, and I can’t promise you that it will get easier, but I can promise that I will be by your side every step of the way to love and support you endlessly and unconditionally,” Iroh vows.

“How did I get so lucky?” You sniffle, smiling sweetly at your husband and resting a hand upon his cheek. He smiles, leaning into your touch before turning his head to press a gentle kiss to your palm.

“I ask myself the same thing every single day.”

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[melzula]

Hi I was wondering if you can write an General Iroh x reader where she tells him she’s pregnant and how he reacts

a/n: I hope you don’t mind but I used Kya’s daughter for this (reader from these hc’s)

It was your mother who revealed the news to you during her visit to the Fire Nation to see you and your husband of one year. She pulled you close and held you tight to her figure in a hug, but it was with a faint smile and watery eyes that she then pulled away, rested a hand upon your stomach, and uttered the words, “You’re pregnant.”

“I-I’m what?” You had uttered in shock, glancing down at your abdomen then trailing your gaze up your mother’s arm and back to her gentle face.

“You’re pregnant. I’d say perhaps about a month along from what I can feel,” Kya explained with furrowed brows. “Did you really not know?”

“I... I didn’t,” you admit quietly, features falling as you sink into the nearest chair. Her face softens as she joins you, a comforting arm rested upon your bicep as she gauges your reaction. “Oh, mom, I don’t know what to do.”

“Do you not want a baby?” Kya asks gently, voice quiet so as to prevent any prying ears from hearing the news.

“No, of course I do,” you interject with the shake of your head. “But this is so soon! We’ve only been married for year, a-and Iroh is leaving soon and I can’t possibly bother him with this!”

“I’m sure the news of his first child isn’t going to bother him,” your mother says with a quiet laugh. “You know Iroh is nothing like that. He’ll he so happy, he loves you.”

“But I’m not ready!” You cry, and Kya has to quiet you down when a curious head peeks into the room to assure that the General’s wife is unharmed. Your mother shoos them away quickly before returning her attention to you. “I know nothing about being a mother, what if I’m terrible at it? What if they don’t like me? What if I can’t do it?”

“I thought the same thing when I had you,” Kya utters thoughtfully much to your surprise.

“But... but you’re an amazing mother. How could you have been scared?”

“You were my first, and even though I knew nothing about having kids I had you anyway. From the moment I laid eyes upon you I knew I would love you forever, and with some help I got the hang of the whole mom thing. Now it’s not going to be easy, and you’re going to make mistakes, but you also don’t have to do it alone. You have me, you have your Gran Gran, you have Izumi, and you even have Zuko, but most importantly you have Iroh. Your husband who loves you unconditionally and will love this baby the exact same way. The universe works in mysterious ways sometimes, but everything happens for a reason, and everything will fall into place so long as you let it.”

The reassurance from your mother is enough to assuage your nerves, and with a small breath you carefully rest a hand upon your stomach with a watery smile. There is life inside of you, beautiful and growing and made completely by you and your husband, nothing for you to be afraid of. A single tear slides down your cheek and Kya is quick to wipe it away before pressing a kiss to your forehead and brushing back the hair that falls in your face.

“Go tell him,” she encourages you. “I’ll be here if you need me.”

“Thank you, mom,” you say as you throw your arms around her figure in a tight hug before rushing through the palace halls in search of your husband.

You find him in his study, features focused and concentrated on the map before him as he calculates the length of his next trip. He hopes it will be no longer than a week for he can’t bare to be away from you for any longer than that. Your quiet knock on the doorway pulls his attention from the scroll, and it’s with a smile that he greets your lingering form before rising from his desk and making his way towards you.

“Y/n,” Iroh says with a smile as he takes your hands in his own and presses a chaste kiss to your lips. “I was just thinking about you. Has Kya arrived?”

“Yes, she’s getting settled,” you reply timidly, your quiet tone of voice catching your husband off guard.

“Is everything alright, my love?”

Iroh watches curiously as you shut the door behind you before gesturing for him to sit down. His first instinct is to worry, but he knows that you can handle yourself so for now he keeps it to himself.

“You know my mother is water bender and a healer.”

“I do.”

“And she’s very in tune with the human body.”

“Yes...?” Iroh drawls uneasily. Are you sick? Is something wrong? Spirits, he’s already planning to cancel the trip and you haven’t even given him the news yet.

“She hugged me, and when she did she could sense the baby...” you explain, wincing as the words leave your mouth. For a moment Iroh’s features remain stoic, as if he hadn’t even heard you, but then his eyes widen and he’s rising out of his seat in an instant.

“The baby?” He repeats almost excitedly. A small smile forms on your lips as you nod.

“I’m pregnant,” you finally announce. “We’re going to be parents.”

You don’t even get to finish recounting the news before Iroh is lifting you by the hips and gleefully spinning you in a circle. Laughter bubbles up in your throat and your dress flows daintily around you as Iroh sets you down before pulling you into his arms.

“A baby!” He repeats with a laugh. “Oh, y/n, I’m so happy! This is the greatest news I’ve ever received.”

“I was worried it might be a distraction,” you admit sheepishly.

“A distraction? It’s a gift! Nothing is more important to me now than you and this baby,” Iroh reassures you. “For the next year I won’t be going anywhere. General Bumi can handle things without me, I’m sure.”

“You promise?”

“I promise. You’ve always been my top priority, and now so is our child.”

You smile then, tears sliding down your cheeks that Iroh wipes away with his thumb before carefully cupping your face in his hands and pulling you in for a kiss. You can feel the love and appreciation and gratitude that Iroh so vigorously pours into the kiss, and you feel silly now for even thinking the news would be a bother to him. You have the best husband in the world, and you have no doubt in your mind that he’s going to be the best father to your baby.

When the kiss finally ends Iroh keeps you close to him, forehead resting against your own and noses brushing against each other’s lovingly as you bask in the warmth and happiness at the news of a new addition to your family.

Hand resting tenderly against your stomach, Iroh looks to you with a loving smile and says, “I love you, y/n. More than anything in this world. I can’t wait to start this new journey with you.”

You’ve never been happier.

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[melzula]

Could you write a cute Iroh II x Reader oneshot?

a/n: this is a clunky little blurb bc I love General Iroh but am terrible at writing for him apparently

“My love, you’ve been looking over those battle plans for hours now. You missed dinner,” you note with a small frown, approaching your husband from where he sits at his desk and resting your hands gently upon his tense shoulders. His muscles seem to immediately relax at your touch and he lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding.

“I’m sorry,” he apologizes with a faint smile, “I just got a little caught up. I just want to make sure everything goes according to plan when we arrive in Republic City to help Avatar Korra.”

“You’re a strong man and a wonderful leader. I’m sure everything will be just fine,” you comfort, leaning down to press a chaste kiss to Iroh’s cheek.

“I’m glad you think so. What’s Lu up to?”

“Playing with her dolls,” you reply. “She missed you at dinner.”

“Perhaps I should pay her a visit,” he smiles before rising from his seat. Taking your hand in his own, the two of you venture into your daughter’s room where she sits having a tea party with her favorite dolls, one of them being a gift from her grandmother Izumi. Her eyes brighten at the sight of her father and she’s quick to abandon her toys and run straight into his arms.

“Papa!” She exclaims as she throws her arms around Iroh’s neck and burrows her face into his shoulder.

“Hello Lu,” he smiles, “I missed you this evening.”

“I missed you too, papa. Mommy says you have to work.”

“I do. But I’ll be done in time to tuck you in for bed.”

“Promise?” Lu asks with her famous puppy dog eyes, prompting your husband to laugh.

“I promise.”

He sets her back down to play before returning his tender gaze to you. You raise a brow in response to his sudden fondness, but there’s a playful smile tugging at your lips.

“Something the matter, General?”

“Not at all,” he smiles, carefully cupping your cheek in the palm of his hand. “I’m a lucky man, y/n. A very lucky man.”

He presses a gentle kiss to your lips, soft and sweet and chaste due to the fact that Lu is in the same room, but it’s enough to convey just how much he cherishes you.

“I love you,” you grin.

“I love you more,” Iroh counters with a smile before pulling you in for another sweet kiss.

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[melzula]

AAAAAAAA requests are open again 😭🌸if you’re open to it, would you be able to write about kya’s daughter revealing to iroh that bumi the 3rd is on his way? kind of like a sequel to Find Your Way Back?

a/n: omg hi lovely! sorry for the delay but I hope you enjoy ♡

* this builds upon a previous piece which can be found here

The normally comforting smell of your mother’s seaweed and seal stew does little to calm your nerves, and despite her insistence for you to sit and relax you find yourself pacing back and forth in front of the window, hoping to see your husband in the distance. Just as Iroh promised a ship had arrived early in the morning with your mother to take you and your girls back to the south so that you would be kept safe and sound while he and his troops prepared for Kuvira’s arrival in Republic City. You’d made your feelings about such a mission clear, but as General he had duties to fulfill, and so you reluctantly said your goodbyes and made your way back home with Kya.

“Worrying won’t make him come back any sooner,” she notes from the kitchen doorway, holding a sleepy Azula on her hip. “You know he’s going to come back to you, he always does.”

“It’s different this time,” you argue quietly, glancing over at your eldest daughter Tara who sits on the floor and plays with her favorite Avatar Kyoshi doll, “there’s more at stake.”

“Even more of a reason for him to make sure he does everything he can to come home safely. Iroh is a smart man, a strong man, and you and the girls are his entire world. Not even someone like Kuvira could get in the way of that.”

“I guess you’re right,” you murmur, absently resting a hand on your stomach and once more settling your gaze out the window. Realizing that there’s no way she’ll be able to get through to you, Kya lets out a small sigh before returning to the kitchen to check on the stew, leaving you to your own devices.

You’d been married to Iroh for seven wonderful years, so this wasn’t the first time he’d had to leave you behind for his line of duty, but that doesn’t mean his absence ever gets any easier. You worry for his safety, you long for his return, and you hope and pray that your girls will be able to see their father again. There had been a few close calls in the past, and though each time Iroh had managed to prevail you knew he could only be so lucky for so long.

You admit that your response to the news of Kuvira had been a bit more dramatic than it normally would have been, but you felt justified in the fact; you were pregnant again, and you hadn’t had the chance to tell him before he could go. While being with child was a blessing, you didn���t even want to think about what you’d do if Iroh weren’t to return from this particular battle— for your husband die without ever having told him you were having another baby would be suffocatingly devastating. You’d planned to tell him, you did, but with Republic City in danger you didn’t have the heart to do so; a distraction as big as that would only increase his chances of not returning, so you put on a brave face for the sake of your husband and your children and opted to tell Kya and Katara instead. Sharing such a secret with someone else was like a weight lifted off your shoulders, and it made things just the tiniest bit easier on you.

Too absorbed in your thoughts, you don’t notice the approaching ship in the distance, not until Azula is sprinting out of the kitchen and towards the front door with her older sister in tow.

“Daddy’s here!” She shouts, startling you in a way that has your heart nearly jumping from your rib cage. Blinking rapidly, you focus your gaze back out the window only to be met with the sight of Iroh stepping out onto the docks. The girls are already halfway there, laughing at the way his face lights up with a smile and his figure crouches down to catch them both in an impossibly tight hug. A breath you didn’t know you’d been holding leaves you then, weight immediately lifted off your shoulders and your hand still resting absently on your stomach. He’s okay.

When your brain is finally able to process the fact that your husband is alive and well and here in the South you’re quick to slip on a shawl before rushing outside to greet him. He holds Azula in one arm and Tara in the other as he approaches, smiling with that same love struck grin he’d given you those eight years ago when you’d gorged on spicy noodles and sweet buns the night of your return to the Fire Nation. Setting the girls down so that they may run about as they please, Iroh steps forward and carefully cups your face in his hands so that he may press a delicate kiss to your forehead.

“I told you I’d find my way back,” he utters softly, smiling when you immediately throw your arms around his neck and pull your frame closer to his own. Your shoulders tremble slightly with the tears you will away, fingers digging into the fabric of his uniform jacket, and if not for the soothing circles he rubs into your back you might not have believed that he was really there.

“I’m so glad you’re safe,” you express tearfully, leaning into his touch when he carefully tilts your head up to wipe away your tears. “I was so worried about you.”

“Raiko had us surrender,” Iroh notes, disdain clear in his tone and eyes hardening slightly. “I had to pull my men back.”

“So Kuvira wins just like that?”

“Avatar Korra and her friends are out there right now,” he says, withholding the fact that your Uncles and cousins have also joined in on the battle. You could hardly stand the fact that Iroh had almost been a part of the fight, hearing about your family being in the line of danger would only make things worse. You could find out when things were settled, for now you needed to rest and relax. “They’ll take care of Kuvira.”

“I hope so,” you murmur, the mere mention of the woman leaving a bad taste in your mouth.

“Hey,” Iroh calls gently, carefully redirecting your gaze back to him so that he may kiss you. Savoring the feeling of his lips against your own, all tension melts away with the gesture of love he gifts you. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you too. And... and I have something to tell you,” you admit with a sheepish smile.

“Oh? What is it?”

“The reason I really didn’t want you to fight against Kuvira and her troops is because there was a chance you might not have come back, and if you hadn’t come back then I wouldn’t have been able to tell you about our baby.”

“Our... Our baby?” Iroh repeats slowly, but you don’t miss the excitement that twinkles in his eyes. “Are you...?”

“I am,” you confirm with a small smile, one that grows into a grin when Iroh immediately pulls you in for a second, more passionate kiss. You’re left feeling breathless and dizzy and so loved, and as selfish as it sounds, Kuvira is now nothing but a distant thought in the very back of your bread.

“My love, that’s amazing!” He exclaims enthusiastically. “I can’t believe we’re going to have another baby.”

“I have a good feeling that I’m carrying Bumi the Third in here,” you say with a giggle, resting your hand upon your stomach. There’s no visible curve to your stomach yet, but just knowing that your child is there is enough for now. Iroh laughs.

“I’m sure your Uncle will be thrilled to hear that.”

“I guess we’ll just have to see,” you say with a playful smile.

And seven and a half months later, Bumi the Third is born.

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[melzula]

Sleepover blurb idea? You and iroh ii are having a staring contest what happens 👁👁👀

a/n: idk why but this made me giggle hehe

Golden eyes meet your own from across the way of the crowded ballroom, his brows raising with a mischevious smirk he hides behind his crystal glass. A rising heat crawls up your neck and spreads through your features but you hide your flustered state with the cover of your fan, instead choosing to roll your eyes in response.

“Is that the Fire Lord’s son?” Your friend asks from beside you. “Spirits, he’s handsome. And it seems he can’t keep his eyes off of you.”

She’s right, of course, as he still holds your gaze from across the way and sends you a polite smile. You return it with a nod but find yourself trapped in a silent staring contest, eyes taking each other in and admiring the physical attributes of your counterpart. You don’t want to be the first to cave despite your friend scolding you for being so childish, but he started it after all.

Iroh is the first to break, though he doesn’t approach you like you had hoped. A small pout forms on your lips as you look around curiously for the General’s presence.

“Have you lost someone?” A voice asks from behind you, causing you to whip around and face the source. There the General stands before you, hair combed back neatly with the gold accents in his uniform sparking underneath the lights. The heat is back as you look up at him with a small smile.

“I just found them.”

“I’m glad. Would you care to join me for a drink?” He asks with an outstretched hand, one that you take gladly. Your hand slips easily into his gloved palm as he guides you towards the refreshments. “Your beauty is so great that I could hardly force myself to look away,” he comments with a tender smile.

“I’m well aware,” you smile before setting off to enjoy your drinks and each other’s company.

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[melzula]

Hi can you pls write more lin x reader fics? And Kya x reader fics? There's literally none😭

I only write platonic Lin and Kya fics (waterbender!beifong and Kya’s adopted daughter who’s married to Iroh ll) and I do have a request for beifong reader so stay tuned

#melzula talks #anon