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Story Title: Control
Rating: NC-17 / MA
Characters: Mai/Zuko
Summary: Being Fire Lord, Zuko has learned that in any relationship, control is necessary. And he and Mai control each other rather well.

Because I don't get why it just has to be Mai, or it just has to be Zuko.

Warnings: light BDSM, post season 3.

Zuko x Mai. It's the first time I've written something like this. Comments are welcome. MA for explicit sexual content.

Disclaimer:Avatar: The Last Airbender sprouted from the brilliant minds of Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko, and is owned by Nickelodeon. I'm borrowing Mai and Zuko for a while. I promise I'll return them with minimal bleeding and won't try to take money off of them. Throne room scene loosely based on 'The Fortune Hunter.'

I can't believe I forgot to write the disclaimer.


Sometimes, Mai was in control.

When she was, there were knives. There was blood. There was fear. But always, always, there was trust.

Sometimes, Zuko was in control.

When he was, there was fire. There was passion. There was discipline. But always, always, there was love.

So they had agreed, in their stand-offish and nonchalant way that they should finally get married. The five years after Sozin's comet had been hard on Zuko as Fire Lord, and he had been so young, and there had been too many political and stability problems that there hadn't been any time than just simply be with each other.

Now that most of the short term goals had been achieved, advisers had finally started noticing the time they spent in each other's company, and they had taken an active interest in it. Marriage to each other became the logical choice.

They had wanted to announce the engagement privately, to a group of small friends, but his advisers would have none of it. And politically, it was better that they endured a public event. So Mai had found herself in the swirl of engagement planning, until finally, she had been caught by Zuko and been firmly ordered to undergo a royal hair combing.

Mai enjoyed the water pulling her hair and the combs gliding on her long locks. There was something soothing about the sounds of tricking water against the rocks, that she had fallen asleep in short order. She woke up sleepily just as the sun cast orange hues on the room, a comb still working on her hair. She blinked her eyes open, still languid from sleep. She almost always fell asleep through the combing. There was a bone deep contentment when someone was caring for you, brushing your hair, lulling in a way.

"I was wondering if I was going to be forced to go to the announcement by myself," Zuko's gravely voice was serious. Mai tried to turn towards the direction of his voice, but his firm hand settled her back on the chair. "You're going to ruin an hour of my combing."

And Zuko hated for any of his work to go to waste. So she didn't move, even when he stopped and she heard the clink of the comb against its marble case. A white towel was wrapped around her shoulders as he gingerly lifted her hair out of the water and helped her up. Even with the towel, her hair was long enough to make her dress damp.

"You're getting me wet," Mai scolded a little. He had never actually gotten used to drying. And he had dismissed everyone competent enough to do it. He had tried fire bending before, but it made her hair so unnaturally frizzy that he usually just let it drip around the floor. It was a mess to clean up, but there were benefits to being Fire Lord.

"You'll need to change anyway," he said softly as he used another towel to pat some of her hair dry. He held her hair away from her bodice anyway and gave her a small nudge. "Come on, I have your dress in my room."

She lifted an eyebrow at that, but didn't comment further. His suite was closer than her house, and it was more practical and time-saving to do all the preparations there. She wanted to turn to him, but he had clamped down on her shoulder again. It was one of his days.

Only a small corridor separated his room from the combing chambers and he started undressing her from behind as soon as he closed the doors. He untied the strings that kept her dress together, barely touching bare skin in the process and dropped them to the floor. He was uncommonly untidy today. She shivered lightly at the cold, and subtly the fires that lit his rooms burned stronger.

He took out the breast-bindings carefully, unwrapping her from it slowly. He urged her to lift her arms as he peeled it off gently, and then exchanged it for the red silk bindings that came with the dress she would wear that night. She reached for one end but he nudged her hand impatiently away as he smoothed out the fabric over her skin. His right hand unrolled the silk slowly, while his left followed, laying it against her breasts in the weaving pattern that was more intricate than the usual.

"Is it difficult to breathe?" he asked as he tied the knots. She tested it slowly. There was restriction, and it was hard to take deep breaths, but breathing was not a problem, and she wouldn't faint from his ministrations. Not unless he meant other things. He always made her a little breathless. She shook her head. "Good. All those sprains when I was younger managed to make me good at managing bandages at least."

He finally walked in front of her, eyeing her critically. His eyebrows drawn in concentration. He was already dressed in his formal robes. The high collared shoulder guards and the black, gold and reds always made him look too serious. It helped him look older when he needed. It helped that the crown was displayed prominently as well.

"Found what you're looking for?" Mai asked solemnly as she underwent his scrutiny. She was wearing her knife straps and her underwear. Stripped down to minimum essentials, he had managed to make her feel special instead of insulted. He touched the small stilettos at her wrists and the knife holsters along her forearm.

His eyes rose to meet hers. He turned around without answering and went to his desk where a small wooden box was placed. He opened it and beckoned for her to come. Curiously she peered over his shoulder and he tugged her in front of him, holding his arms around her. The box contained an array of small steel orbs, almost the size of the small marbles that she had seen him playing as a child.

"Choose two," he ordered.

They were all identical but she weighed them against her palm and picked the most even weighted spheres from the lot, presenting them to him purposefully. He touched one and it warmed suddenly as it rolled around continuously shifting on her palm. When he touched the other she almost dropped them as his lightning sent a little shiver through her. He closed his hands over them helping her to hold on to them.

"Don't lose them," he admonished lightly as he picked both and rolled them against his fingers. He propped his chin against her shoulder. Mai could only lean back against him in support. "They were my old practice beads; to contain the smallest of my fire and lightning. Did it hurt?"

She failed miserably to answer the first time, before she cleared her throat and try again. "No."

He brought his hand up and cupped her. After the almost clinical way he had been treating her, it was a shock that he was touching her intimately now. "I think your hands are too unsteady to hold them, Mai." He whispered as he slid his fingers against the cloth of her panties. He kept his knee between her legs to keep them open.

She licked her lips as her breath hitched. He rolled them against her abdomen before he pressed them deep within her folds. She moaned slightly as she felt them move and slide before his fingers left her as well. She tightened her muscles, and gasped when he gave her a small buzz. If he hadn't been behind her, supporting her up, she wasn't sure if she would have remained upright.

She caught his smile as he took her formal regalia, all laid out in his bed, and held it up for her to step into. There was a smile hovering on his mouth. "I'll be really upset if you lose them, Mai," he reminded her.

"Let's see if you say that when I have my go at you." Mai complained as he heated one of the balls up. She barely managed a thought as he wrapped her in her formal red robes. The silk was almost unbearable against her skin. It was a wonder that the breast-bands contained her. He didn't allow her to help him, so she let him arrange her like a well loved doll. "And you're not making it easier!"

His hand lingered over the last elaborate tie, ignoring her complaints. He looked at her eyes again and must have liked what he saw because he spun in front of her and offered his hand. "Come on my lady. Your engagement party waits."

She took a step towards him and almost stumbled. They were the most exquisite form of torture, the shifted inside her as she walked. And she had a feeling he was going to keep buzzing her the entire night. "How am I going to socialize without a straight sentence in my head?"

"You hate socializing."

She hated it when he reminded her of the truth.


They announced them at the entrance of the great hall. He buzzed her as they walked down the steps, which caused her to almost lose her footing again. She gave him a glare but he said in a low voice, "Careful, others might think you have some other emotion than ennui."

He was proud that he was the only one who could elicit her stronger emotions. He succeeded in tweaking her emotions quite well. He wondered if she could manage to keep up with Ty Lee with the way he'd wound her up. And as soon as he'd deposited her with the Kiyoshi warriors, he was eaten up by the crowd of politics.

There were ambassadors of good will, chieftains of water tribes, he spotted some of the old gang and he smiled when he spotted Toph. "Hey, Sparky, finally convinced Mai to take a chance on you?"

He shrugged as he looked back at Mai again waved a small finger to send her yet another buzz, in which she nonchalantly turned around to look for him. He smiled and focused on Toph. "Mai has always believed in us. We just never had the time to settle."

"Hmmm..." Toph asked curiously. "What's that bending you're doing?"

He shouldn't have kept with Toph. He knew she'd find out. He rubbed his knuckles against her hair, even though she was dressed as a proper Earth Kingdom heiress. "Keeping some sparks alive, squirt."

"Hey, watch the hair! I am not going to sit another round combing." He smiled as he remembered Mai's combing. He liked taking care of her. Toph snorted and pulled him towards old friends "I don't get why you separated from her when you would just think about her. Come on, you might as well talk to Aang and everyone else."


Ty Lee had the attention span of a three year old. After they talked about their respective lives, about Kiyoshi and all the other things friends did to catch up, a young fire nation noble caught her attention and she was off to perform. It left Mai with the need to circulate and to mingling.

It was just so tiring. It was hard to nod and acknowledge people because all she wanted was to find Zuko and an empty room somewhere. He was making it quite unbearable for her to stand without support.

There was only need and want and him.

She didn't like losing control in public places. She leaned against a wall. It was so against her character to be anything but bored in a public gathering. It was probably why Zuko had done it in the first place. She was going to kill him. She needed him now, but he was off talking to important people.

She took a steadying breath and nodded at another noble before leaning against a wall. She needed fortification. Zuko was bending lighting hard right now. It buzzed deliciously against the ball that held it, as it continually shifted as she moved. It touched her core then traveled to her spine. It was driving her completely mad.

She closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling, that ache of continuously wanting him.

He was getting jealous. She could tell. Any time she talked to a guy, or anybody male dared to walk up to her and talk to her, he would send her a punishing jolt of bending. So she just had to surround herself with all of these pretty males in the hopes that he'd lose patience soon and fetch her. And cling to her. And burn for her too.

She opened her eyes. Three males, around her, talking about politics. The most stimulating of all topics. But if she was going to be Fire Lady, and not just consort, she had to at least show some sort of interest. She raised her eyebrow. Okay that was all the interest she could muster. Not when Zuko was sending her flames.

"Lady Mai, do you believe all of these changes in the curriculum? Dancing?" From a male whose name she'd forgotten.

Dancing. Zuko hated dancing. He did it for her though. He hated it, but he did it if she requested it. And then afterwards, there wasn't much to hate if she danced with him. Against him -- the jolt he sent her almost sent her knees weak. She leaned more heavily against the wall. She was going to kill him. Slowly.

She found three expectant male faces in front of her. Dancing. Of course. "I don't find anything wrong with, dancing, gentlemen," her voice was low, almost intimate. Damn it. If someone propositioned in the middle of the party, it was not going to be her fault.

All three males cleared their throats. She closed her eyes and leaned against the wall again. She hoped that was the most that they would ask of her. They'd been asking about land reform. Military. Anything that they could think of. She'd stayed because they were the prettiest males this side of the kingdom. And Zuko hated pretty males.

"Lady Mai, would you like anything?" The voice was not rough, it was not gravely and she didn't want to answer anymore. It was polite code for -- Lady Mai, you are freaking us out, and is anything the matter? At least she thought it was.

Mai opened her eyes a crack. "The fires are just slightly warm." Goddamnit Mai, you live in the Fire Nation. Your fiancé is a fire bender. Surely there was another reason for her to be losing the battle against staying up right? She cleared her throat.

Someone touched her shoulder, and there was heat in the touch. She turned towards this new intrusion and almost fell to her knees when she saw it was Zuko. She moved to him, and he caught her, making it appear like she leaned into him. Her face pressed against his shoulder blade, he bended into her again as he dismissed the unwanted males. She bit into his shirt lightly and he gave another punishing buzz before he focused on her, "You're showing your flushed face to everyone, Mai."

She groaned slowly and she wondered if the sound maddened him as his bending was doing to her. She hoped it did. In a secluded corner in the great hall his arms protecting her from other eyes she rubbed herself against him, satisfied when she felt his reaction to her outlined in his robes.

"I think I might just scream in want," she whispered as she hid her face in his arms, her voice cracked a little. The buzzing had been constant, erratic and hard at times. It raised her temperature and made her breathing shallow. "Claim I'm tired. People will believe it. Hell, tell them I'm bored. Please, Zuko. Let's go to your room. You made me want it enough."

"We haven't announced the engagement," he admonished. Which was the point of the entire gathering. They were the only ones calling it an engagement party. Every one thought they were going to announce something, not just what it was. Well some people knew but not everybody did. She just wished he wasn't practical. The constant bending kept his voice rougher than usual. His bending always roughened his voice and deepened it. It almost reminded her of his moments when he whispered her name in release. "Let's duck in the throne room. No one should be there."

The sight of her almost undone, exited him. She could tell by the way his golden eyes had flared. He breathed her in as if it could calm him. There was no calming him tonight. He pulled her with him towards the throne room. How he managed the trek without meeting anybody, she didn't know. They were conspicuous enough. The Fire Lord and his lady.

Their visitors would be distracted by the firebending masters. Zuko had planned the entertainment well. He led her towards the less populated halls of the main castle. He nodded to the two guards before pulled her in the throne room and then shut the heavy doors behind them. He tugged her into the low dais of the throne room and then hugged her close to him.

"It's too dark here," she said as she took in the black tiles and the black pillars. He bended fire into the river of oil that separated the throne from the rest of the people and council members, and the gold reflected the dancing flames. "And hot. How do you stand it?"

"By moving most of the meetings in an informal receiving room. And using this room only when strictly necessary." He licked her ear, and she shuddered. "This is necessary. Look at all of these people here, Mai. Thousands of petitioners bowing before us." He rubbed his hand against her breast and kissed her ear. "They want to see their Fire Lord take his lady on the throne, against it."

He trailed his hand against her dress and brought it up, the silky material smooth on her skin. She moaned when he exposed her waist and he slipped his fingers inside her folds heating the balls and then buzzing her. She moved her hips against his hand, demanding. He was against her, steadying her. Wanting her as he worked on her while he bent small amounts of lightning and fire. "You didn't lose them, Mai. Very good."

Her head was on his shoulder now her arms pulling him closer and one of her hands encouraged his. She was moaning and shivering against him. Her voice was loud on the empty hall. He pressed hard against her. "All these petitioners envy me, Mai. Could you feel their anticipation in seeing you? They want to see you, hear you come apart."

Her movement became urgent against his. She was close, so very close. He collected the small metallic balls and kept them, then sat on the throne. She was desperate, her eyes wild. He pulled her to sit on him, lifting her skirts up widening her legs showing the room what was his. She instinctively held the throne's arm rest for balance he took a moment to admire her form, back arched, head leaning against the throne back, face and lips flushed. She moaned softly reminding him that she as waiting for him and he slid inside her. "They will all know you're mine."

She made a small whimper. He pushed her hair back and kissed her nape softly. Then he held her close. "I want you so much, Mai."

"Zuko. Fire Lord or not. Your audience is going to start leaving if you don't move!" Mai hissed. He kissed her nape again as he began thrusting into her slowly. Helping her move on him as he moved her hips. She breathed out in frustration as she pounded against him, trying to take him harder.

He gave into her demands, and matched her pace and her depth. He closed his eyes as he felt the tightening of his balls, the throbbing of his blood. The strong beat of her heart against his. The fire against the dais flared higher, illuminating the room as bright as daylight. And he lost himself in his lady.


"The guards got a free show," Mai commented dryly as Zuko helped straighten her dress. She had to give him credit. He hadn't creased the dress beyond repair.

"We had a wall of fire between us and them," Zuko scoffed. "They couldn't have seen you."

"They heard me though," Mai pointed out as Zuko smoothed her ribbons and tucked her hair.

"They know you're mine," Zuko said as he held out his hand to her. "And they know the consequences of gossip."

Mai sighed. He was usually shyer with sex than she was. But he hadn't gotten over the post-coital glow... yet. "One of these days I'm shoving those balls up your ass and see how you like it."

His grip tensed and then relaxed. She laughed. Turn about was fair play after all. "Fire Lord, present me to your subjects one more time."

He almost stumbled.


That night, the Fire Lord announced his intention to wed Lady Mai. The whole kingdom rejoiced.

They also approved of the fact that the Fire Lord was deeply in love with his lady that he stuttered when he presented her to his court and that he fidgeted with thanking them for coming to see her.


She owed him for the engagement, but she hadn't quite figured how to exact payback when wedding arrangements were keeping them both busy. In the end, she didn't try to meet up with him. A little separation could do wonders for their wedding. Their reunions had always ended in spectacular feats that had them both "not receiving visitors" for quite a while.

So she actively didn't do anything to correct the situation, and decided to focus on her other toys.

She rubbed her fingers against the set of knives before her. She had two sets of knives, one was her standard set, which she threw against the wall when she was bored, more often than not lately, or against her enemies, something that wasn't too abundant lately. It was red tinged steel bought when she was younger.

Another set, was more rarely used. It was a rare pattern welded set with a mosaic along the knives. The balance was good, and she kept them sharp and clean personally. As with most personal weapons, no one else handled these. She picked one up and began wiping it with a cloth instilled with her preferred purification agents. She then followed it up with a clean cloth to dry it.

It was quite unfortunate then, that Zuko had decided today of all days to come looking for her and found her handling the knives. There was a sharp intake of breath as he hovered over her door. He didn't know if he wanted to come in or out. She could live with that. He never feared her red knives. The mosaic though... well yes, she could live with that.

She tilted her head to one side and rose from her table. "Finally realized we haven't seen each other for days?"

A moment of hesitation before he stepped into her room. He closed the door behind him. "I wanted to give you space to decide."

She raised her eyebrow. He raised his. "You're a moron." She crossed her arms in front of her.

He flushed. He started a sentence several times and when he failed to complete it, they settled down to a staring match.

Mai sighed. "Whatever."

"My next meeting is in an hour, maybe after lunch. I told them we all needed to walk and resume later. It's a rather... open ended break. I was getting frustrated. It's one of those things where everyone thinks they're right and no one wants to bend."

She went to her desk and lit an incense stick. It was enough to signal the end of an hour. He shivered lightly when his eyes dropped to the knives displayed prominently beside her incense holder.

Sometimes, her Fire Lord needed punishment so badly. And she had wanted to play this out on the wedding night, damn it.

But he had said he was frustrated. And he had just walked in on her with her pattern welded knives. "Did you lock the door behind you, soldier?"

He stood up straighter. There was a frantic tilt to his eyes. She waited patiently for him to decide if he wanted to play or work. In the end he knelt down in front of her slowly, watching her before lowering his head in a bow. The Fire Lord doesn't bow to anyone, but well... this soldier he's seen enough kneeling to wear out her rugs. He has never turned her away before, even though he always panicked. "I am at my Queen's command."

She unpinned his crown and set it near her knives. She let down his hair and wove her hands against it, as she tried to decide on a scene. "I was sharpening my knives, soldier. Disrobe and lie on my bed as I like you."

He flinched but he obeyed. He smoothed out the Fire Lord's robes and hung them neatly on a coat hanger beside her bed as he lay down on her bed. She smiled as she pulled one of her knives and ran it on a whetting stone. She wouldn't be doing any of the sharpening now, but it was torture for Zuko to hear it. She finished at one and looked at her incense stick before turning to Zuko.

Naked. On her bed. Eyes cast low. It was one of her turns.

She opened one of her fragrance oils and took a whiff. Fire blossoms. Oh Zuko would be pissed. She brought the small bottle and dipped her fingers in it, while weaving the invisible patterns on his arms.

He inhaled deeply. There was a starting protest on his lips. "You remember that if you want to be released from my services, you could always go to the Fire Lord, soldier. You could always take his crown."

He always started to protest but didn't take any of her outs. Mai smiled as she said, "I thought so. Would you heat up the oil as I work? Be careful not to burn yourself. It is oil." She didn't check if he did but continued on his right arm, then his left. She looked at his eyes. They were intently looking at her hands.

She trailed a finger over his scar. He flinched again. "Do you need to be tied down, soldier? You keep moving." He stilled. He closed his eyes then looked back at her, then down again.

She trailed oil against his body. His nipples earned her a long hard groan. His body was flushed, his face had darkened, and his eyes were half lidded. His abdomen rippled as she touched him there. The fires were starting to burn brighter in her room. Just as well that there was only the incense stick. "If you burn the incense stick to the ground, our time will be over, soldier, and you're going to have to go crawling back to where you came from."

The fires banked, moderated. Control, he still had some form of control. She oiled his legs next, and he almost pulled his foot from her fingers when she oiled the balls of his feet. He watched her as she worked over his legs, she could almost feel him shaking. Like it was their first time together. They always shake during their first time.

She inched up carefully, like she didn't have a deadline. He was already painfully aroused. She oiled his shaft slowly, and he almost leapt out of the bed. But her other hand was holding his hips down and she was looking at him intently.

He growled. She smiled as she stood up and wiped her hands on a piece of cloth. She had been tempted to wipe it on his robes, but that wouldn't do. "You know, I think maybe you do need to be tied down. What do you think, soldier?"

He was breathing heavily. He took too long to respond. "I don't think I can control myself enough, majesty."

It was a title that wasn't used in the Fire Nation. The Fire Nation used Fire Lord, because it was a remnant of a time that the Fire Lord was the head sage. But the title Queen was used in Ba Sing Se, and it seemed strangely apt to use them here, between the two of them.

She brought out several swathes of cloth and reached for his arm first, then tied it to the bed post. There was vibration in his arm, like he wanted to move but he'd locked his arm against his will. He had fought viciously the first few times they'd attempted this. But there had always been some submissive lurking beneath Zuko that she recognized when she'd punished him for leaving her.

And he'd loved her enough for his trust. She finished tying him down. He was still tensed, ready to break free, so she fingered the last swath of cloth... and decided to blindfold him as well.

He turned his head to the side breathing hard she touched his skin. Fever pitch, the oil must be driving him crazy. "I don't appreciate that you're making this difficult for me, soldier." With barely controlled panic he set his head flat on her bed. He stilled. He breathed hard with want, but he stilled.

Firebenders hated the dark almost as viciously as they hated the cold. The mere fact that they had flames eliminated the need for it. Zuko had probably never experienced darkness since he learned to bend his first flame. He looked at her, and then set his eyes down cast again. "I'm sorry, my queen."

She squeezed his arm then tied the silk around his eyes.

She checked the incense. He had bended its flame out. Oh the man was going to have to be punished hard. She smiled as she began to sharpen her knives again. The slow snick of the knife against the whet stone unsettled Zuko enough because he wouldn't know when she's going to decide that she had sharpened it just right and it wanted to taste his blood.

There was a knock on the door. He had locked them. Bolted them shut despite her knives out on the table. The man sometimes projected his need to be punished so badly. "Lady Mai, is the Fire Lord perhaps with you?"

Mai didn't stop the movement of the knife against the stone. "I'm sorry. I haven't seen the Fire Lord since an hour ago. Please fetch me some food and place it outside. I'm in need of a repast."

There was a slight hesitation before the servant answered, "Very well, Lady Mai."

And that was that. An hour, or maybe after lunch he had said. She brought one knife and scraped the edge against his abdomen. He rocked trying to move away from the sensation and she slapped the flat of the blade against him. "Do you want to be cut unintentionally, soldier?"

There was a long pause as Mai leisurely scraped the blunt edge of the blade against his thighs. Unlike her red knives, these were not double edged. "I expect an answer when I ask my questions, soldier." There was a slight shiver in him, he was afraid. He was excited.

"Yes, my lady." He took a deep breath. "No not unintentionally." Another pause. "My queen."

She ground the hilt of the knife just under his balls and his hips rose again. "Please. Please... please--" he whispered against the bed.

She would have loved to stripe him, and then paint him with deep reds that the Fire Nation was known for... but the blood was going to seep through his robes. He was going to need rest after it, and mostly because there were some things that she'd need to reserve for her wedding.

She didn't have enough time for it either, not now when he could still return to his meetings. But there was always enough time for pleasure. And though Zuko had always been intimately aware of his pain, she found that it was hard for him to recognize pleasure. He hated the helplessness of it at times. But they worked on that, together.

She fisted his hair and brought her hand down to his arousal stroking him mercilessly. His voice deepened. His pulse quickened. He tried to move away from her hand. His head moved from one side to the other before she pulled him done for a kiss. He was starving for contact. He demanded from that kiss as she took from him.

And then she abruptly pulled her hand away. He groaned in protest. "Not quite yet, soldier. You're mine now. Not the other way around."

He dropped his head on the mattress, breathing heavily.

She took away the blindfold as she looked at his eyes. She leaned her forehead against his. "Soldier, you remember the Fire Lord's problems with land disputes? Close your eyes and gather them all into the center of your mind's eye."

He looked at her then closed his eyes. "Good, soldier. Now bring all of those problems there and start a small fire with your bending at it. It's burning now, small start. In a while, it will burst into a large inferno, but you control it. "

He let out a ragged breath. He was a powerful bender. It was almost like a bending exercise. "You know that ball of fire will explode in a while. In five of my breaths it will explode, and you will feel it through your spine, your arm, your fingers, your toes. You don't fear the fire. You embrace it."

Mai breathed in, "Five..." he copied her, his breaths moving with her. The tension that he'd been vibrating with earlier was virtually gone. With every breath she took, he settled more into the stillness that he rarely achieved outside of her bed. Zuko was wildly passionate, easy to anger and easy to provoke. "Two..."

"One..." He wasn't straining now. He lay back on the sheets. Eyes closed. "Zero." She pressed hard on the glans. Everything that contained fire in the room exploded. Zuko shouted his release, his voice hoarse, as if he'd been shouting for days. His bonds burned and he shot up to capture her and he kissed her violently.

He leaned his forehead against hers, drained. The fires dropped in the room, suddenly extinguished. He was breathing heavily, leaning heavily on her. As if she was his breath and his life. He blinked, but she saw that it was an effort.

"Damnit, Mai, I might have killed you," Zuko said hoarsely as he flopped down the bed. Exhausted.

Mai gave him a small smile of contentment. "I'm fairly sure that you wouldn't burn your fiancée to a crisp." she looked around the room and frowned. "It does wonders for my room though. The Fire Lady's apartments must be flame proof at least."

"Not everything is fire proof," he said. He closed his eyes. His next words were close to mumbling. "It's you who insists you stay in your house. I have perfectly fine consort's chambers before you take permanent residence in the Fire Lady's suites."

She ignored the complaint and focused on him. He was going to fall asleep. In the middle of the morning. She stood up and opened her doors. On the floor was her neatly ordered tray of food. She pulled that in and propped the tray on her lap, shoving him over playfully to make room for her. Ladling some of the soup she brought it to his lips.

He opened his eyes and instinctively sat up, accepting her offering. He sighed and was about to slither down on her bed when she continuously fed him bits of food from the tray. He almost ate one of her fingers in the process but she flicked his nose in response. "None of that. You have delegates to attend to. After lunch you said."

"I'm not sure I can move," Zuko confessed. "But I haven't--"

"It does wonders for my ego that you're thinking of me," she fed him one morsel at a time. He ate obediently. He'd learned that she liked feeding him after the sessions. It was another aspect of their relationship. "Honestly, I was really thinking of postponing all of these activities until the wedding night."

That got his attention. "Are you serious?"

"Patience, sometimes you lack that far too often." She fed him another morsel of food. "Besides, it's your turn next."


When the delegates reconvened. They found the Fire Lord relaxed and more able to concentrate on the meeting.

Even if he did smell strongly of Fire blossoms.

Masterpost ||Sequel

Author's Notes:

Okay, this is the first foray in writing both avatar and this type of fic. I haven't written in a while but had gotten so hooked with MaixZuko so I decided to step back into writing once again.

I realized once I started looking for Zuko fics that there were tons of Zuko Jet smut, and lots of Zutara smut, and lots of Zuko x Sokka smut, but where the hell was all the Maiko Smut??? Too few and far between. Hence this. And while I enjoy almost any pair up Zuko ends up with, I find that Mai x Zuko settled against my romantic side quite easily.

It didn't end up as expected, and it was harder to write than I thought, with no beta and no experience at this so comments and criticism are welcome.

Bonus points to those who got the reference to [ profile] omoni_scribbles's fanfic.

There's already a pretty damned good knife play/blood play story in Release by RueBroadway, so I didn't want to encroach on that.

I am unsure about Toph's characterization, hence the extremely few lines present here.

Does FF.N allow this in their pages? Haha. If they do, I could upload. How strong is censorship there anyway?

Knifeplay info

Date: 2010-09-20 05:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Sweet blissful, merciful Death, that was PERFECT!

I'm not even joking here, every little bit was absolutely perfect. Zuko's bending used via beads, Mai's knifeplay, every little bit was absolutely perfect!

From a nerdy point, I LOVE the fact that you have Zuko lightningbending. It's always been a personal canon of mine that post-war, he masters the art, and you showed it perfectly.

I feel shameful for even mentioning it under this, but on the MaiZuko com, my own Relaxing the Firelord is a brief bit of Maiko smut, if you're searching for something else to read, and there's probably one or two fics on AFF's cartoon section.

Aside from that, there's little to ask for, aside from the possibility of seeing you write more. I especially want to see more of their sex life pre and post marriage, as I think we can both agree, they both have the potential to be very open minded when it comes to areas for sex.

Date: 2010-09-20 05:29 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (nabiki)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks, that does very well for my ego. Haha.

Well it has been five years in this fic. I'm pretty sure he'd have gone and done it at some point. He may be a slower learner than Azula, but he's pretty powerful in his own right. :)

Haha, I'll look it over. I was looking for more Maiko Smut.

Oh gah. Will see post and pre marriage. This was kinda difficult enough to write as it is. And the next picture in my head is a threesome which is weird, and a third partner is difficult to find and it's going to be difficult to write and... well there *ahem*

Date: 2010-09-20 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]



Date: 2010-09-20 06:15 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (desolate)
From: [identity profile]
I dunno.

I said it's this vague picture in my head of Mai and Zuko and one person who both Zuko and Mai doesn't care about but invites for one night of play haha.

I said it's a frustrating idea that bit me and just won't let gooooo. :(

Date: 2010-09-20 06:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wait, so they just pick a random person to torment as a team sexually?

Why does this make me laugh so hard, but in a good way? It's like they're THAT BORED. Holy crap. Write this. Do it.

Date: 2010-09-20 06:33 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (manga)
From: [identity profile]
Yeah something like that. It'd be better if it's a character that's in avatar already though, anyone usually paired with Zuko would do actually. But I don't know who would be best.

The third character needs to be decided on, and it has to be on a weekend, because I'll need that much tweaking time XD

Date: 2010-09-20 05:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

"If someone propositioned in the middle of the party, it was not going to be her fault."


" "One of these days I'm shoving those balls up your ass and see how you like it." "

*dies with laughter*

All in all, a wonderful first foray into ATLA fanfic. While it wouldn't hurt to have a beta per se, the few mistakes that I caught were purely semantic, and are easy to overlook - and anyone who reads my fic knows how easy it is for me to overlook, so I never fault others for the same.

In terms of sex, the scenes are written really well. They're gritty and intense - perfectly apt for a pair of lovers who are already used to each other's bodies. The tension and games that they invent for each other to get revenge are clever and in character.

As the writer of [ profile] omoni_scribbles, I'm going out on a limb and saying that perhaps the reference was the ending, alluding to how "Negotiations" ended? If I'm wrong, that's normal - I'm denser than wood when it comes to that.

I look forward to seeing more!

Date: 2010-09-20 05:42 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (merry gentry)
From: [identity profile]
HURRAY for MAIKO SMUT! I blame you for this you know. You're the one that got me hooked. :p

All this writing started after I read your fics. I couldn't sleep. I had to write this. It took me what three days?? haha. :)

Oh my god, I'm glad someone found that funny. I was thinking the dialogue might be weird.

yeah, I was thinking the grammar might be a bit off. English is not really my first language.

*whew* I was hopping the sex was all right. Because I've never written smut before. Lots of non-smut, but yeah, no smut.

End = end of negotiations that's right and this too:
But there had always been some submissive lurking beneath Zuko that she recognized when she'd punished him for leaving her.: In reference to your fic Punishment. :) But that's an extremely subtle reference.

Because we have to give tribute to people who inspire us. :)

Will see on the MORE department. It took me four days to write this. More or less. And I had difficulty coming up with ideas. I knew what I wanted with Zuko but MAI, there was the problem.

Date: 2010-09-20 05:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I fully take this responsibility with a grin and a bow, if this means that this poor deserted ship will get more awesome porn such as this.

Hey, like I said, the mistakes are VERY minute. You did an awesome job! And I couldn't tell that this was your first smut-fic - that was also done well.

*blush* I'm flattered. And, ooooh, I missed that - very awesomely done, and again, I'm flattered =3.

Zuko IS the fandom bicycle, and it's very easy to find him naked somewhere with someone else, but with Mai? You're right, it's a lot harder than you'd think. FANDOM I AM VERY SAD.

Date: 2010-09-20 06:13 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (Default)
From: [identity profile]
Haha you should. :) I really should get Maiko icons now. But anyway...

Thanks thanks.

:) He's naked EVERYWHERE! I swear. I've seen him naked with almost everybody except ... Iroh. And I really hope I don't stumble into an Iroh x Zuko fic any time soon. That's just plain disturbing.

And I like the Maiko smut better than the Zutara smut. The only Zutara smut I liked was one fic that was based on Madame Bovary.

I have one or two more ideas lurking, in my head before it spontaneously combusts, but yeah. Will see how it turns out.

Date: 2010-09-20 06:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
He really is naked everywhere....and I wish I could say the same. I've unfortunately stumbled across Zuko/Iroh, and I had to bleach my brain for hours afterward. THERE ARE JUST SOME THINGS YOU DO NOT TOUCH!

I've never been a fan of Zutara, but I always thought that most of the allure of the pairing was purely sexual - which, come to think of it, is probably why there is so few Maiko smut fics out there, since most of the smut writers are spending their time writing Zutara.

I look forward to it =D

Date: 2010-09-20 06:39 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (Default)
From: [identity profile]
I have stumbled on Ozai/Azula/Zuko. It was... disturbing. But well, not as disturbing as stumbling on Zuko/Ursa which I did stumble BADLY on and that was baaaad. The Ozai/Azula/Zuko was at least better written. But then I am really happy that I have not stumbled on Zuko/Iroh. So ... hummm..

She's so MOTHERLY. I can't see her mothering Zuko at all. -_-; Well he does have a mother complex but... noooo noooo not going there. It's just that I don't like her character at all. Even in the fics. I don't even like her ending up with Aang. I like Zuko Aang better than Katara Aang. haha. If that makes sense.

Over the weekend. I'll try.

Date: 2010-09-20 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I laugh when people mention this, because I honestly think that the mother complex is the only thing that would keep them together, if anything. Most people don't see how ICKY that is, and how it's not good to base a relationship on it o.O.

Katara is one of the lesser-liked characters, so that doesn't surprise me. It also doesn't surprise me that you like Zuko/Aang, because pretty much everyone can agree that it's the REAL OTP of the series, lol.

Date: 2010-09-20 07:10 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (desolate)
From: [identity profile]
My friend [ profile] slumber said it best. "I smell incest... I mean INCENSE..." haha I'm using that line someday.

Haha, and I honestly don't think Zuko has that much mother complex anyway. Plus Ursa doesn't seem like she has similar personality traits for Katara. Hence no reason at all why Zuko would like her, even with the argument of mother complex. In all honesty the fic that I mentioned I liked, would have worked for ANY person other than Mai. So it's not a plus for Zutarans at all. It was a generic character. It's just that they thought of it first.

If everyone dislikes katara, then WHY are they siccing Zuko with her??? It boggles the mind. Bwahaha I like Zuko/Aang BETTER than Katara/Ang, but it's not really high in my list of watch out for. Personally, I am equal opportunity with Zuko, as long as the story is good, I am fine with him ending up with anybody. BUT as I said, I prefer Mai. (Again mostly due to you.)

Date: 2010-09-21 10:18 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Oh yumm. *_* Definitely not enough Maiko smut around...although, I don't mind all the Jetko, Zukko, and Zukaang smut either. XD THe Zutara stuff though....nothing against the pairing, but there's just so much of it. -_-

Definitely loved this though, I thought you caught Toph's characterization pretty well myself in the few lines she had. Have a little more confidence there, you did fine!

Date: 2010-09-21 10:54 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (Default)
From: [identity profile]
Yeah not enough. Possibly because it's so cannon. Or maybe because it's really difficult to write Mistress Mai. Bwahaha.

Thanks :)

Date: 2010-11-10 12:46 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
luv ur icon! <3

where do u get them! (am new to the fandom and i want!)

Date: 2010-10-18 12:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
That's some sexy stuff, and original too, especially the little fire and lightning containing beads. What a deliciious way to exert control. We all seem to love the idea of Mai and Zuko having sex in the throne room and/or right on the throne, don't we?

The second part is very sexy too, though the whole "soldier" thing kind of makes me giggle.

Date: 2010-10-18 01:04 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (maiko)
From: [identity profile]
Wahaha thanks. It was one of those things that I thought up, I think this piece has been the most original piece in the entire series of the lot. But then that's usually the case with first chapters. Yes that throne is pretty much exploitable.

Wahaha yeah, I needed a word to refer to evertime they were going to shift to a D/s persona that was subtle but fit well with the timeline. I should write a piece on exactly how they chose it, now that I think about it. And as with most things in this entire !verse, that is the trouble with this piece, which I was worried about at first. People may just end up horribly laughing or run away :P Or if they were part of the culture, be insulted at the portrayal.

Date: 2010-11-04 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]

I don't even have words to how delicious this story was ~


Date: 2010-11-05 03:33 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (Default)
From: [identity profile]
Why thank you :) no words necessary, starry eyed face was enough :p

Thanks for commenting.

Date: 2010-11-06 06:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Sweet Jesus.

My God in heaven.

I can't even describe how wonderful and delicious that was.

I love the idea of both of them being in control--Dominatrix!Mai is very common in Maiko smut fics, but I have to say, I think it'd work both ways--dominant Zuko is even hotter than dominant Mai in some cases.

Anyway, fantastic all I want to do is write smut, smut, and more smut XD

Date: 2010-11-07 05:40 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (sex)
From: [identity profile]
Thanks :)

Yeah, I thought after a while of Zuko being a dork he's going to switch at some point in time. Although honestly, it's pretty difficult to write Top!Zuko. (I've written how many smutty fics... oh and well... most of the time Top!Mai is an easier voice)

Well, yes, but you could also go and head over the big bang. :) *grins* [ profile] banked_flame

Date: 2010-11-10 12:57 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
you posted this on my birthday!!! WHEEE!!!!!!

loved the fic lots... especially the first bit. i thought the balls were crazy ingenious, and its so nice to see him in control a bit. (especially when he's got his little top-knot on *fangurls*)

absolutely loved Mai's countdown too. it was strangely calming and otherworldly -- the perfect stillness before the storm. and i LMAOed (both at the cuteness and in relief) at the dialogue "i could have killed you".

beautiful smut. awesomeness.

oh, and i forgot to mention. Zuko handling Mai's binding is a pet kink of mine. I LOVE THAT YOU WROTE THAT IN!!!!!

Date: 2010-11-10 01:16 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (merry gentry)
From: [identity profile]
belated happy bday! *g*

oh that's great :) everyone seemed to like the balls haha :p it's so difficult to get Zuko in control tho. :) he's just too dorky :)

i was wondering if Mai's countdown was going to work well enough, it's a good thing it did. everyone keeps thinking Zuko is going to end up burning a bed mate, I'm pretty sure he's worried about it enough too.

ohh there's a lot of Zuko handling Mai kink in this verse *g* enjoy

Date: 2010-11-10 03:32 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
i loved the countdown, more than i loved the foreplay (and more than i love the balls idea actually). i mean, foreplay is HOT, and its about trust and priveledge, but its a purely physical aspect of a relationship. the countdown was like... how do i put it? like a spiritual connection.

what i love most about this pairing is that it allows them to just be themselves. she can be the bitch that she is, and he still loves her. or she can flip and be sickeningly sweet and its still okay. (can u imagine if anyone else heard her be sweet, they'll laugh). same with zuko: he can be angsty but its okay, and he can be croony sweet and its still ok. i love that this pairing gives them the space to be whover they want/need to be whenever the want/need arises.

i think that perfect okay-ness is what came out for me during the countdown.

never heard of burning a bedmate, but then again i'm pretty new to the fandom. i only started watching cos of all the hate generated by the movie LOL! (recommend me fic!!! i wants it!. and hand me bindings fic too! i wants liek mad!)

Date: 2010-11-10 03:51 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (poison)
From: [identity profile]
I never thought about it like that, but yes now that you mention it, that does have the feeling of a spiritual connection. Justlike it was a meditating excercise.

True. These two accept each othre regardless of teh stumbles in the way. they understand that they're teenagers, and that they have their edges but they like each other all the same.

...... rec you a fic? Here's my absurdly large fic rec of one shots ( Scroll down to BDSM part and you'll get some tie me down stuff. I'll get around to AU's and others after a while.

And this fic is sort of multi chapter, you did ... know that right? Here's the masterpost of the fic ( which should lead you to the other one shots in this verse.

Oh gosh yeah. The hate in the movie... did you... like the movie???

Date: 2010-11-10 05:12 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
did not watch the movie. all the net ctitics i followed slammed it to hell, and most of them said that the cartoon was so much better. so i thought i'd try the cartoon, cos i couldnt believe a fake american anime could possibly be good enough to inspire such movie-hate. BUT SHITDAMN IT IS! ITS AWESOME!

but the movie.... oooooomg, i refuse to accept an indian Fire Nation. no way man. i teach Asian history, i've even included avatar as a teaching resource. just... no frickin way.

(to be generous, okay, firelord ozai might look a BIT like an ancient indian king when he is in his agnicai attire. but thats IT. ZERO other indicators of india. and i dont get it when people brush it off as colourblind casting, cos NO, racial identity AND cultural heritage is a core issue in the series! so what if eskimos know tai chi, we're in a world where bisons can fly. things dont have to translate well into our world, but within their world race is clear-cut: ang is indo-chinese, and fire nation is chinese, and the eskimos are eskimos (tho nobody can seem to figure out if earth nation is japan or china cos they speak and dress like provincial japan but they have a Great Wall and a castle which looks more like the Forbidden Palace than the Firelord's).

gah, sorry to rant.

oh, on a somewhat related note, do you know who is older, zuko or azula? my siblings and i get into heated debates about this, and its pretty frustrating cos we cant even begin to understand their relationship unless we know who is the elder.

are you american? cos if you are, i'm curious to know: IS it possible to difine yourself in relation to your sibling *without* bearing in mind who is the elder? in my native language, there is NO WORD for brother/ sister minus rank. all we have is elder brother, elder sister, younger sibling. (and for chinese its the same. elder brother, elder sister, younger brother, younger sister. no such thing as JUST brother or JUST sister).

Date: 2010-11-10 05:24 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (poison)
From: [identity profile]
woookie... haha saw some segments in bootleg dvd and screamed half of the time. Because, as you said, the cartoon was AWESOME, and teh movie was hell.

Haha ummm... Fire Nation is mostly chinese with imperialistic Japanese for government and tropical asia for cuisine (backed up by avatar interviews)... Earth Nation is somewhat China (but I think slightly korean... but that's just me, and not backed up by anything but gut feeling). And water tribe is Native american (red indians) I forgot which tribe, and mixed with some eskimos I think, but mostly Native American.

Zuko is definitely older. Hence he was supposed to be fire lord before he was banished.

No definitely not american. I'm asian. I'm Filipino actually. And in Filipino culture, it's also defined by age but in more modern houses not so much anymore. In traditional houses, it is defined by who is elders.

In my language there is a generic term for sibling, but there is also heirarchy, eldest brother - name, eldest sister- name, second sister, second brother. I am called Ate (which means older sister) or Ate Ice. If I was second girl, I would be called Ditse Ice. Kuya is elder brother, and I forgot what second elder brother is, becuase no one uses it too much, mostly we use Ate and Kuya. I think most Asian countries have this designation. My ex-boyfriend was Japanese and well he was called -niisan by his younger sister. I'm pretty sure you know what that is. Filipinos also have names for mother-in-law, and names for the relationship between two mother-in-laws, wich would be difficult to translate in English. (Can you imagine, we use one word for it and the relationship is, She's the mother of my son's wife. Gah)

Date: 2010-11-10 06:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
makes a lot of sense. as a country, Fire nation is super cheena, but the "z" in the ruling family's names was pretty suspicious. we thought that might be the case, because china really did have a japanese ruling class at one point in time, right? i dunno, that's not part of the syllabus here, haha!

i like the "slightly korean" take. it really does feel like a chopsticks country without being downright china (except for the capital city).

i actually kinda like that the cartoon races are mixed up a bit. it makes for geeky research fun. but i dont like indian fire nation, cos that's just plain wrong IMO.

cool, i have a few filipino classmates! i'm malay :D and yeah, in my family we still call each other by rank and i'm Kak Long (elder sister number 1)too. but even in modern malay houses they might drop the exact rank (number 1, number 2, number 3 ... youngest) but they still have to acknowledge elder/younger because a generic term just doesnt exist.

where did u get info on zuko being older? weere there interviews?

i suspected zuko was younger because as a child he seems to look up to her. and possibly because of the way she orders him about. but mostly cos during the ember island episode, when azula said "mother always loved zuko more" there was a flashback of their mother playing with a baby while a bigger child played on its own.

Date: 2010-11-10 06:53 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (Default)
From: [identity profile]
Yeah the z was not a chinese sound, but there are a few exception in avatar rules.

I really felt Earth Nation was slightly Korean. Not china (not fire Nation) but close enough in history and culture. :)

Well I only have two siblings so I can't be called by rank I'm just ate, and my brother is just kuya and my youngest sibling is youngest sibling.

It was said in the Avatar site during airing. Zuko was said to be sixteen (one year older than sokka) and Azula was fourteen at first appearance. (Season 1)

Zuko and azula had reversed positions because Azula is more favored of the two (by ozai) and she is more skilled (in fire bending) and because she has a stronger personality. It does happen taht a younger sibling doesn't respect an older sibling you know. That's why Azula feels like an older sibling. In the ember island ??? You mean the BEach right? That baby was probably Azula, and Zuko was the older child. Ursa does love her younger child but she just favored Zuko more. Ozai just never played around with the children.

Date: 2010-11-11 09:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
i wasnt even thinking about disrespect. it was more in the way he'd look to her for leadership (of a sort).

remember the time when he was playing wif his mom? "hey mom, do you wanna see how Azula feeds the turtleducks?". for an older kid, that's so incredibly uke (LOL!) i cannot even believe it. gah, no wonder he turned out dorky. *cuddles zuko plushie*

and yeah, the beach, at their ember island house.

did ursa really favour zuko more? the two kids seem to think that she does, but if that baby was azula then it really does throw that premise into question, doesnt it? we see her keep zuko company more, but that might be because of the childrens personalities. azula seems independant and well adjusted enough to be left with her own group of friends. if i were a mom, i'd be more likely to keep an eye on this socially ackward zuko. doesnt mean i love him more, just means i have more faith in her ability to take care of herself.

"reverse positions" made me lol. my brother ships zuko/azula. he keeps declaring that Azula constantly looks out for zuko, in her own wierd, tough-love-ish kinda way.

Date: 2010-11-11 09:28 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (poison)
From: [identity profile]
haha yeah because Zuko is uke that way. For the longest of times, Zuko held Azula in high regard, and I think there might have been some resentment there as well.

Hmmm... interesting thought. Ursa's feelings have never been really hashed out in the series because of the way she suddenly disappeared after Azulon's death, but yeah, I would think that's the case. That would make a ton of sense, and a good plot bunny besides. *grins* Oh god, people should stop making all of these writable comments, I have my hands full with [ profile] banked_flame as it is. (Which reminds me, I never understood, did you sign up? Or did you just comment?

Oh god Zuko/Azula is just plain wrong. I could understand the want to see it, but TophxZuko is tough love, AzulaxZuko is just... plain... ahhhh.... wrong? Incest has never been one of my kinks. -_-; Probably because one of my friends labelled me 'there goes the incestious sisters' again with me and my sister. It is very possible to feel strongly for another person without being romantically involved. But sometimes that deep emotion is mistaken for romance, ad well, it sometimes sells better that way.

Date: 2010-11-11 09:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
imagine that the person who suggested this was MY BROTHER!!!! orz orz orz

but incest aside, i still dont see Azula x Zuko happening. in book 2 he's terrified of her. one reason i hated her was cos of the episode where zuko has a nightmare about her and wakes up really shaken. and in book 3 he's made up his mind that he can never trust a thing she says/ does. not very good ship fodder, imo. ^^

abt banked flame, let me play with the idea awhile. when banked flame came up i tried to write a short piece to see if i still got it and god i suck. gimmie a couple of weeks to get my act together, and then i'll sign up LOL!

are there any other similar challenges out there? (Bleach/ naruto/ harry potter/ lotr). need references! XD i've only ever took part in slashy santas and valentines exchanges before.

Date: 2010-11-11 10:39 am (UTC)
ext_190683: (desolate)
From: [identity profile]
Yes, you should get your brother checked. Haha.

True, but it could always be a one sided Azula thing. And well, ships are never sane entities. Haha I'm pretty sure there are sane arguments for Azula/Zuko, but well since I don't really like the pair up, ahhh I can't think of a lot of it either.

Oh sure, sign up ends in January 15 anyway. Go ahead and think about it. Haha well, people could still use pre-readers. Personally I need a sounding board myself. I'm working on a semi-mythological (mostly Asian) piece, and I also need grammar critiques... but yeah. -_-; I'm still thinking on where to get the pre-reader myself.

Similar challenges. ... you sure... you might suddenly... get lost in it. Haha. Here you go:
Most complete list of big bangs I've seen (
Small list of Big Bang Challenges (
Big Bang Index (

I haven't even participated in valentine exchanges ever. :)

Date: 2010-11-12 04:28 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
oooh, impt question:

for big bang, do i react to a prompt, or is it entirely independant?

Date: 2010-11-12 05:06 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (maiko)
From: [identity profile]
For this first big bang, there are no prompts. It's kind of hard to think of prompts. Although I guess I could think up a couple of Maiko prompts.

Date: 2010-11-12 05:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
YAY! cos a plot is starting to take shape... one that wld easily fill the world count.

is your asian myth fic going to be for big bang? i asked my chinese frds if they knew any legends but they're the kind that's not too in touch with tradition. one of them mentioned she's heard about a sun god before, but she cant recall the context.

Date: 2010-11-12 05:48 pm (UTC)
ext_190683: (maiko)
From: [identity profile]
Yes, the asian myth fic is going to be for the big bang. I can't think up of Asian legends concerning justice because justice was SCREWY back in the middle ages for east asians. You could kill women, marry off your servants and commit adultery. *sigh*

Well tell me if you get a ping off something. And if you think you could fill the quota, go sign up. :)

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