#fidget fic

It's been over a year, but hey... Chapter 8 now up, and it is full of smut

A not-smutty teaser:

Temptation and Other Natural Disasters is back with another update!

Chapter 9/12 has got smutty bits, bickering, plot advancement,* and Zuko desperately monologuing about his feelings.

Tropey fun enemies-to-lovers Zutara A/B/O 'oh no, she's going into heat!' fic featuring aged-up book one characters. Alpha Zuko trying to be honorable about the situation. Omega Katara trying to not be into that. A little angst, mostly hornt.

4/8 chapters - Explicit, obvs

Chapter 4: In which Katara takes us on a tour of Egypt's most famous river

Oh no. No, no, no. This is not good. Zuko is not allowed to be sexy. "...I can barely keep my hands to myself right now. You know exactly how much I want to stop being nice and noble and selfless." His voice is weird and raspy, it's not supposed to sound thick and rich like warm honey. This whole thing he's doing? Telling her what she already knows like he can read her mind, turning her own words back on her? It's unacceptable. "And now, I know you want that too," the smug bastard says, and then smirks at her. Smirks. As if that's some brilliant deduction. As if he just delivered a winning argument in favor of Katara opening her robes and letting him put those big stupid hands on her feverish skin and pull her restless body tight to his stupid muscled chest so she can press her nose into the source of that obnoxiously rich scent. He smells like the manliest, most self-satisfied autumn bonfire ever lit, and it's not as persuasive as he thinks it is.

T-rated Zutara AU inspired by the myths of the Minotaur's Labyrinth and the Red String of Fate

Zuko arrives at the South Pole in search of honor, glory, and the mythical Avatar, but finds himself taken prisoner by a people he thought extinct. As he discovers the terrible mystery that shapes their lives, Zuko feels the threads of a larger pattern pulling him closer to the charismatic princess who holds him captive.

For the first month Zuko hopes against hope their talk of scheduled executions is some kind of empty threat. His captors seem far too kind to put a man to death for the sake of intimidation. That would be his family's style, but as far as he can tell the young Water Tribe rulers are nothing like the Fire Nation's royal family. 

The second month they ask if he wants to see the man before he dies. He demands to be present for the execution and is summarily denied. They tell him then there will be no body and no funeral again this time, or ever in the future. He rages. They leave him alone to his anger that night and all the next day. This is how they learn he is a firebender. 

The third time his only friends execute one of his crewmembers, Zuko bottles up his rage and tries to take it stoically. He misses both of them more than he cares to admit, so he bites his tongue until it bleeds and does not curse or demand any more information than prince Sokka gives him. He holds his vigil for two nights this time, trying to focus his frustration on the fact he can't know exactly when the man died. 

Annnnd... sometimes I just wanna write belligerent sexual tension and oh-no-I-shouldn't-feel-this-attraction-but-!!!

And they've got that energy too.

"I'll save you from the pirates" is not peak healthy Zutara. But it's in the mix and I'm here for all of it.

Explicit - Alpha Zuko, Omega Katara, 'Oh no, she's going into heat! What ever will we do?'

Title: Draco Dormiens Nunquam Titillandus Rating: T Word Count: 300 Warnings: Discussion of eating people, implied teratophilia

Placed #4 in Fairy Tales

"I challenge thee, Dragon, for the maiden Hermione! Come out—" "Ronald?" "Hermione? You're safe! We've been so worried!" If he tries to take you, I'm eating him. "What are you doing here Ronald?" "We're to be married, Hermione. I came to rescue you!" Ah. I think I understand now.

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Hermione? These last months have been good, haven't they? You're happy here? "You know I am, Draco. Couldn't ask for a nicer cave or a more interesting dragon to share it with." I've something to show you, Hermione, and there's a question I'd like to ask you. "Is everything alright?" Follow me. Here, behold my favorite hoard. "Oh…" It's not traditional, but... You're... twirling? "I'm amazed, Draco. I've never seen so many books! It's beautiful … and I'm allowed...?" It's yours. I think I've been collecting them for you all along. "This is everything I've always wanted. This is why I ran away! I couldn't stand to be trapped in a marriage when there's books and freedom and … " Oh. I didn't realize. "What's that?" What? Er. Nothing. "Is that a ring?" No idea how that got here. Useless elves. Fire the lot. "Draco… what did you want to ask me?" Oh. Erm. Nothing, really. "I don't believe you." Alright, then… Hermione, would you do me the honor of becoming my, ah, librarian? "Your librarian?" Stay here with me and sort through our book hoard? Make it a real library? "Our…? Yes, Draco. Yes, of course I'll stay." It could take years. Decades, even. I'll just keep getting more books. "Sounds perfect."

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