azula torture fanfic

I’m Azula Uchiha, five-year-old 'princess' of the most dramatic clan in Konoha, stuck in a world that’s basically 'Naruto'. Oh, and I’ve got two past lives rattling around in my head—one from a modern Earth girl who died… 'enthusiastically', and the other from literal Fire Nation royalty. So, combine the ego of a Uchiha, the scheming of a Fire Nation prodigy, and the snark of a millennial who misses Wi-Fi, and you’ve got me, Azula Uchiha. .... .... .... For those willing and with the powers to support, welcome to my Patreon. patreon.com/Melonlord

Transmigrated into Konoha with a frail body, Aoki’s only choice was to hide in the Anbu Torture Force. He thought it was a death sentence—until the [Mind-Reading System] arrived. Touch a head, steal a memory, gain a god-tier reward. Read a spy? [Sage Body Obtained!] Read a rebel? [Forbidden Jutsu Obtained!] While the ninja world bleeds in war, Aoki stays in the shadows, quietly plucking secrets from the dead. Ten years of silence. Ten years of torture. One hidden god.

He crossed the borderland and found himself reborn in a golden age that was never meant to be his. In the celestial capital of Farum Azula, suspended between earth and sky, a young demigod awakens with no memory of how he came to be. The Dragon King claims him as his only son, a child of dragon and god alike, and names him Lucia Sanx. But there is no warmth in the proclamation. Only purpose. This is the era before the shattering. The Elden Ring still reigns whole and unbroken. Yet beneath the glittering surface of prosperity, cracks are forming. The Goddess of Rot stirs in her garden. A new king plots against the old order. And in the depths of the capital, legends are still just children Morgott wielding his sword with untested fervor, Malenia and Maliketh unaware of the fates that will consume them. Lucia Sanx has been brought into this world as a hostage. A symbol. A piece on a board where gods and demigods move without mercy. Caught in the vortex of Rodel's unfathomable depths, he must navigate a world of divine conflict and hidden agendas. In this turbulent golden age, his very existence becomes a paradox: will he be the horn of dawn that heralds a new era, or the death knell that tolls the end of all things? Perhaps he will be both...

Naruto is expelled from Konoha, but manages to escape and board a ship. Soon after, he is shipwrecked on Ember Island and is rescued by Azula. Three years later, Naruto is Azula's bodyguard while she hunts the Avatar, but has he seen the last of Konoha? ________________________________________________________________________ Happy New Year everyone!!!!! Sorry for being away for so long, I'm busy studying for my GED exams soon~ I'm eternally grateful for all of your donations and support, just know that all these donations are going towards paying my exams off. Thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Sorry to mention this is a translation not mine, and the cover is not mine patreon.com/JoyBoyTheSun

An ancient prophecy known amongst those in fire nation for generations, one made by the Gods. Two children bound by fate, one a warrior, the other a murderous fire nation princess. What happens when the two finally meet after 400 years in the making? will the reincarnated warrior change the heart of Azula? Or will she continue in her father's footsteps?

Y/N, a being from planet Earth and a normal teen. Or, that's what everyone thought. Y/N has always felt some sort of connection to the element of fire, but something was... blocking the path to the full potential of this feeling. But then, a portal appears and it takes Y/N to a different galaxy, on a planet everyone calls 'Etheria'....

Naruto: "Hinata, are you okay? You’re all red and shaking. Did someone hurt you?" Hinata (internally, spiraling): *Oh, Naruto-kun, it’s not someone else—it’s you. Every word you say, every glance you give me, every time your clueless, perfect self gets too close, it feels like my entire body is about to give out. My heart races, my legs feel like jelly, and my mind… oh no, my mind keeps wanting things it shouldn’t. Please stop looking at me. No—don’t stop. Look at me harder. Hurt me more. Destroy me completely!* Naruto: "Seriously, Hinata, if someone’s messing with you, just say the word. I’ll slap them so hard they won’t forget it." Hinata (internally, trembling): *Slap? Oh god, why does that sound so good? Why am I imagining your hand on me? What is wrong with me? This system is ruining me. Naruto-kun, don’t slap them. Slap me. Harder. I’ll take it. Break me. Humiliate me. Ruin me. I’ll endure anything if it’s from you!* Reborn as Hinata Hyuga with a Masochist System that thrives on her embarrassment, pain, and humiliation, she finds herself living in a constant state of mortification. Around Naruto, her sweet, oblivious Naruto, every innocent word, every accidental touch, every clueless smile sends her thoughts spiraling into unbearable, lewd desires. The more she suffers, the stronger she becomes—but the suffering is starting to feel too good. For Naruto, she’ll endure it all. She’ll let herself be broken, humiliated, and overwhelmed if it means helping him achieve his dream of becoming Hokage. Naruto: "Hinata, seriously, tell me what’s wrong! Do I need to hit someone or—" Hinata (internally, on the verge of collapse): *Naruto-kun… don’t hit them. Hit me. Please… destroy me completely.*

Villains have the worst endings... For Princess Azula, that sentence is a meaningless joke. Who says taking revenge will have terrible repercussions? That was all she was going to do, and she intends to enjoy every agonizing moment of her return. After being trapped in a cold metal capsule for decades, she is finally set free after waking up far in a future she doesn't recognize. With her new terrifying strength and powerful Villainous Allies, she will rise again to reclaim the world she believes she lost—starting with her enemies, including the current Avatar, Korra, who will stop at nothing to defeat her... but Azula is ready. They are about to learn what this new, venomous, and unhinged princess is truly capable of. She is no one to mess with.

In her past life, Tang Mo accidentally lost her own Space Jade Pendant when the apocalypse began, losing her biggest golden finger. Afterwards, her superpower training went awry, she lost her loved ones, suffered from ostracization, and utterly ruined the good hand she was dealt, ultimately dying at the mouths of mutant beasts. Opening her eyes again, Tang Mo was reborn one week before the start of the apocalypse. None of the tragedies has happened yet! How will she seize the opportunity and walk her own path to becoming a powerful figure in the apocalypse?

Married to Mason Crawford for two years, Summer Thorne became the city's notorious jinx. As the legitimate Mrs. Crawford, she could only watch helplessly as her own family went bankrupt and her father was convicted, with no one willing to lend a hand. Mason Crawford looked at her coldly: "Summer Thorne, do you think anyone in Valois would dare to help you if I didn't give the word?" Everyone watched her hit dead ends everywhere, bruised and battered, standing by with cold indifference. Until that snowy night in the deep mountains, she was tricked by others and left to walk alone in the snow, when a man on horseback galloped over, pulled her onto his steed, and wrapped her in his embrace. * The first time they met, she lit a cigarette for him; The next time they met, he said, "Miss Thorne, how much are you planning to spend to buy me?" Timothy York, a gentleman from a prestigious family—upright, dignified, aloof, and noble, a man who had never made a single misstep, praised by everyone in Valois. Yet, on that one day, Summer Thorne was photographed leaving Timothy York's residence early in the morning. The entire city was in an uproar. The most unattainable flower of Valois had actually stolen another man's wife! * Everyone said Summer Thorne was a master of seduction, but they received Timothy York's four-word reply— "I initiated it." The wind rose in Sombren Forest, and snow fell into his arms. From the very beginning, it was he who initiated it.