ATLA imagines and prefrences

(Azula x Reader) Panic

(This is modern au) 

Type: Fluff and Angst

It was the middle of the night and Azula is laying in her bed, restless. she hasn't been able to sleep for the past two days, and she hated it. she had tried her best to sleep but the only result she would get is her, on her side, in deep thought. She knew what caused the insomnia, she just didn't know what to do about it.

"Ugh..." she groans, turning to her back looking at the ceiling. She was trying her best to catch sleep. She turned on her phone and tried turning on some relaxing asmr music. a few moments later she was sound asleep. Turned out it help her, or did it?

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She was in a dark room, when she walked into a red tinted corridor. It was her father's office hearing voices that sounded like people she knew... then it dropped her, she was falling and falling until she landed on a soft surface looking down to realize it was hair, her mother's hair. She panicked as it seemed her mother's hair was opening up and before she knew it she was in deep pool of water, she was drowning... the voices got louder and louder 

"Azula...?"

"Azuula..."

"AZULA!!"

She woke up in cold sweat, panting. She had just had the worst nightmare imaginable; she couldn't even think straight and before she knew, she started crying. she tucks her head into her knees trying to control herself, but it didn't work, she needed someone she needed comfort, she needed...

.......

you were catching sleep, having one of the most wonderful dreams in your life; you were in a flower field spinning around with your sister, laughing and playing and suddenly you start hearing knocking "You hear that?" You asked your, where did your sister go? The knocking got louder as she tried to find the cause. you put her ear up to the ground, not it, you plucked a flower and listened to it, also not it. you were starting to grow a little scared "How does a dream like this turn into a nightmare..." you say to herself still trying to find the source of the mysterious sound, the knocking continuously got louder... and louder and louder...

You burst awake in a huff hearing a knock at the front door, now you knew what the sound was coming from. she yawned and proceeded to the door, and opened it to find Azula there, she looks like she's been, crying? "Azula? it's like the middle of the night." you tell her, voice still a little raspy due to just waking up. "I, I know, I just need someone to... I need someone to talk to. can, can I come in?" Azula responds, her voice shaky. there was something wrong and you knew it, so you let her in.

They both were in the kitchen sitting at the table as she was telling you about her dream. "I was hearing whispers in my father's office... Then, then I fell. next thing i knew I was in my mother's hair, and it opened and... And I was drowning... " she says looking down at her palms, nothing but fear came into her voice, and You could hear it. she only ever got this vulnerable with you, but it was rarely so, whenever she starts speaking like this, her sentences broken up, you knew something had happened.

"Oh, Azula..." You start, taking one of her hands and holding it tightly, "It's not real, it was only a dream." You try to reassure her. but at that moment, she snaps at you snatching her hand away. "No! No. It didn't feel Fake! It felt too real too, vivid. And I don't know where this came since I've been GOING to therapy..." she then stopped as her voice breaks and tears begin to fall from her face, "I don't know what's wrong with me, WHATS WRONG WITH ME?!" She says, gripping her hair, tugging at it as she continues to cry. "Azula... Nothing is wrong with you..." You try comforting her, Giving her a hug. she hugs back, still weeping. "Azula, everyone has nightmares... Some, more than others. but I can assure you, it going to be okay... " you say rubbing her back, Azula sighed calming down and lets God of you. "You want to go in my room?" You ask, surely you knew what would call, her down. "Sure..." Azula say holding you hand as you walked into her room.

When you both got in there you lead her to your bed with a yawn. " What are we doing?" Azula asks, blush creeping onto her face. "Sleeping." you respond flopping onto your bed pulling Azula onto you. "What did you think we were doing?" You tease. Azula rolls her eyes and you guys lay there cuddling for the rest of the night, this time, Azula had no nightmares... she slept, peacefully.

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