AN: This is a series of drabble-smut AUs for Tyzula Week. It's my first Tyzula Week and I am very excited! The first one is a pretty basic modern AU.

.1. Cosmic

"I love roller skating!" Ty Lee declares, standing atop a bench and looking down at her unenthused girlfriend. Azula seems to be as apathetic towards Cosmic Night as Mai would be. "Do you not love roller skating? I mean, really!"

"I do not love roller skating. I am excellent at it, but I dislike it."

Ty Lee cocks an eyebrow. "I didn't know you've been before."

"Oh, I haven't."

"Then how do you know you're excellent at it? Not that I think you aren't or anything."

"I just know. Of course I'll be excellent at it."

"Oh, all the roller disco people come out tonight because of the lights. So exciting!"

"I hate disco."

Ty Lee tears at her face with her hands. Azula watches the histrionic imitation of shock with little feeling towards it.

"You can't hate disco. Disco is amazing. You love Mamma Mia."

"No, I don't. I have never regretted a date with someone more than taking you to that play."

"This is what I get for dating a sexy bad girl. So much, like, ridiculous hating of disco."

"I think more people than sexy bad girls hate disco, although I do think disco dancing on roller skates takes admirable discipline and I would like to see it."

"Good." Ty Lee jumps down from the bench and grabs Azula's hand, her roller skates colliding with her right thigh as her left one brushes against her girlfriend.

Azula walks in.

It is worse than cosmic bowling.

And that was bad.

Azula fakes an injury. Can you blame her? The sci-fi disco is a genre that simply should not exist. She threw herself onto the floor.

Ty Lee swooped into the rescue, because of course.

Now they are in the bathroom, out of reach of the black lights and starshine. They are also very alone. Which is a plus.

"This is all your fault," Azula continues, because of course.

"Do you want me to kiss it better."

"No. Yes."

"I'm going with the yes."

Ty Lee kisses her knee. And then her lips. Her arm. Azula is not wounded in half of the places those lips touch her skin and leave raw, invisible burns.

Ty Lee kisses the inside of her thigh. And then down to her ankle. Her knee. She is cruel and Azula wants to roll her eyes but that would probably make this end.

"I could also distract you from the pain like this." Her teeth dig into Azula's skin.

"Don't ever do that again!" Azula snaps. Then she whispers, "Do that again."

Light pink lips leave bruises on pale skin. Ty Lee's lips touch her pink nipple and Azula has to gasp for breath and control herself before this becomes too serious.

Some roller disco person could walk in and…

They become to absorbed in the song of each other's pleasure too think about the cosmic roller skating far out music soundtrack.