One thing I really love in atla is that zuko is one of the only firebender and one of the very few benders in general who does not rely solely on their bending.
A lot of bender, when fighting fight only with their bending, but with zuko we see him get in multiple fights and win without using his bending.
He is probably the strongest character in that regard.
If you put zuko up against any bender in the show he would almost definitely win, even against Azula and Ozai.
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I love your fics so much! Could you maybe write one where reader is very insecure about being on her period because her past boyfriends were grossed out by it but Pedro is just being the sweetest. Like maybe bleeding through on his bed and freaking out and apologizing but Pedro is just being sweet about it?
I think I got this request a while ago also for joseph quinn, which makes me wonder how many awful men you have encountered in your life babes
The sun shined through the open window as a gentle gust of wind tussled your hair, waking you from a peaceful sleep.
You felt something on your chest, and as you opened your eyes, found Pedro's hand and arm shamelessly extended on it.
He always wanted to keep you close, even in the middle of summer.
You soaked in the feeling for a moment, breathing in a slow breath as you let your eyes travel over to his figure.
A small smile involuntarily drew itself on your lips as you took in his puffy eyes and gaped mouth as he slept like a baby.
A smile that grew wider as you recalled how he once told you that he had always had trouble sleeping, but since he slept in bed with you, he had never had that problem again.
he had told you so casually, like it was nothing, but each time you watched him sleep, his words came back to melt your heart.
You wiggled under the thin blanket, trying to get rid of it as the heat started getting to you, but just as you did, you couldn't help but freeze as your eyes focused on the white blanket covering the mattress.
There was a red stain. Right between your legs. right on the fucking bed. His fucking bed.
Shit.
shitshitshit
No this can't be it, your period wasn't supposed to come for another three days, what the fuck?
"fuck" you absentmindedly cursed, as your eyes filled with panic.
What the fuck am I gonna do now?
"good morning to you too" Your boyfriend's voice startled you.
Nonono
You turned around to find a lazy grin on his lips.
"g-good morning" you gulped, your mouth suddenly dry.
He must have still been a little asleep because he didn't notice your tone as he leaned up to give you a quick kiss, but once you didn't reciprocate, too much in your head to do anything but wish to disappear, then he asked:
"what's wrong?"
Oh god
To say you wanted to run away was an understatement.
"I-" you squeezed your eyes shut, praying to however was listening to make this all disappear.
"what? What happened" his eyes wrinkled with worry.
"I just..." you let your eyes set to where the stain was, and he followed your glare.
"I'm sorry" you whispered, suddenly not able to talk in more than a thread of voice "I'm-I'm so sorry baby, I'll clean it up right away- I just- It wasn't supposed to come already" you muttered "I'm so sorry, please don't be mad"
His silence was killing you, and once he raised his head to look at you again, your heart began to race as you waited for his inevitable disgusted reaction.
"mad?"
Why did he sound genuinely confused?
"I-yes, I just... I know it's kind of... gross"
And there it was again, a confused frown persisted on his face.
"What are y- Baby what are you talking about?" he asked, his tone gentle, like he was honestly asking "It's not gross, and I'm definitely not mad" A smile pulled at his lips "Why would I be? It's normal, it's-human"
what?
Your brain couldn't comprehend his words
"w-what?"
His smile got wider as one of his hands reached up to stroke your cheek "Sweetheart why would I be mad that you got your period? It doesn't make any sense"
A breath got caught in your throat "A-are you being serious?"
"yes" he promised, smiling "Of course I am baby"
"oh" you breathed "I just- I thought you would have been grossed out by it"
"I could never be grossed out by anything concerning you, angel" he promised, his eyes boring into yours "I love you way too much for that" he smirked, kissing your cheek.
"Now let's go have a shower so I can help you get cleaned up"
"b-but what about the bed?"
"I'll worry about the bed later. Let's go" he continued, getting up from the bed and settling in front of you.
"c'mon" he urged with grabby hands
You accepted his invitation and got up with his help.
"thank you" you said
"for what?"
"Just...for being you"
And to that, he laughed softly
"anytime, sweetheart"
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