Embers of the Fire Lord

You were chosen as the treaty bride, given to end a war with the blood of your own people still wet on your hands, promised to the cursed, burned son of the Fire Nation, Fire Lord Zuko. You swore on that blood you would never love your arranged husband. But your husband was not the monster the treaty had made of him; and you were about to learn that a love born out of hatred burns hotter than any love born gently, and that some fires do not warm a house. They take it down to the ground first.

After Zuko's betrayal, you walked away without a sound. Now the Gaang is split down the middle — half trying to reunite you and Zuko, half fighting to keep you two apart.

In Avatar: The Last Airbender, Fire Lord Zuko falls for a dancer in his court who is secretly the last airbender he was taught to hunt.

As Fire Lord Zuko’s childhood best friend, now his right-hand woman, you saw the vision.

Years after the war, a Northern Water Tribe waterbender returns to the Fire Nation and discovers the Fire Lord never forgot the spark between them — and never forgave himself for letting it die.

Zuko had spent his whole life certain he would be the end of his line. That it would be kinder. Two winters into your arranged marriage, you draped yourself across his study cushions and asked him, very softly, for a child. His. Yours. A house full of them. He had not known, until that moment, how badly he had wanted to be asked. How long he had wanted to fill you with his name, his line, his everything. How starved he had been for the permission to want this out loud.

Childhood best friends Yuji Itadori and you have been “practicing” kisses, touches, and everything short of going all the way for years with zero malice… but at Tokyo Jujutsu High those innocent sessions are starting to feel dangerously real, and Yuji’s sweet golden-retriever charm is slowly cracking into something much hungrier.

An Avatar: The Last Airbender story — Team Avatar's island vacation turns into a secret only one dancer can keep, and a choice between fire and air.

You and Bakugo were always friends, nothing more. At least that's what you and everyone else thought.

You have been Katsuki Bakugo's best friend since middle school, and you know him better than most people ever will. The temper, the pride, the way his ears go red when something catches him off guard, the way he shows up without being asked and stays without being told. You have never said anything about what that means to you. Neither has he. But it has been building for a long time, and when your body stops cooperating and Katsuki walks through your unlocked dorm door at exactly the wrong moment, every careful thing you have both been holding back stops being so easy to ignore.