Note: The home for pairings that need more love. Some slash, some incest, some crack. Will hopefully make it to 100 drabbles total. Maybe. Probably 15. If I'm lucky.
train wreck apparatus
i. spaceman (sokka/toph)
Sokka doesn't tell her this, but the shadows in her eyes remind him of craters on the moon.
ii. enemy lines (jet/mai)
The dull light in her eyes, the malice in her smirk - this girl (woman, he corrects himself as he watches the daggers fly) could be dangerous.
Jet half-smiles.
He kind of likes that.
iii. happy (zuko/ty lee)
Even in sleep, Ty Lee can't keep still. She's constantly fidgeting around the bed, pulling at the covers and stretching her limbs out into weird positions that Zuko didn't know were physically possible. It keeps him up half the night, but he doesn't bother trying to convince himself to go back to his own bed. Resistance is futile when it comes to Ty Lee, and the moment she wakes up alone she'll wander down to his room anyway.
Besides, it's not that bad. Maybe even a little endearing.
Zuko feels the smallest of smiles tugging at his lips. He doesn't try to yawn it away this time, either.
This, he thinks as she nearly suffocates him with her arm, this might be happiness. He's going to try to hold onto this.
iv. strange navigation (bato/hakoda)
The first night away from home, he stands on the port side of the ship and stares up at the constellations. Long ago, when he was just older than Sokka, Hakoda learned that the heavens could be used as endless, glittering maps that left no ink stains on his fingers.
At his side stands Bato, a map of parchment in his belt.
Just in case we get lost, he says and smiles like the grooves in old wood.
v. his army of zombie brides (long feng/joo dee)
Long Feng appraises the transfixed girl with something that could be satisfaction.
"What will she be called, sir?" a Dai Li agent asks robotically.
Her blank, brown eyes stare, doll-like and a little too familiar, past him. The dead girl does not blink, and Long Feng swallows a shudder.
"Joo Dee," he says quietly, his fingers hovering near the curve of the woman's jaw - her skin was softer - "Her name will be Joo Dee."