This is for Tyzula Advent. I've never done a multichap story but I had this idea while listening to music and loved writing it.

atelophobia: (noun) a fear of imperfection.

MONSTERS

"All that blood looks good on you. It really brings out your eyes," said Ty Lee brightly. Azula tried to stay icy, but she burst into laughter.

They struggled to take this murder seriously, the murder of Ty Lee's husband. Nothing bonded a couple like hiding a body, or something.

"I was a little worried it wasn't my shade of red," Azula replied playfully, removing her splattered jacket.

"Every shade is your shade," said Ty Lee, smiling brightly. She believed it. That was what Azula liked best about her. Ty Lee could love her at her worst. She could love Azula when Azula could not love herself.

Azula knew she was probably lying, but she didn't care.

"I know," she replied, as she always did to compliments.

After a brief silence, "We're monsters, aren't we?" inquired Ty Lee.

Azula snapped, "Where did that come from?"

Ty Lee shifted her weight back and forth and avoided eye contact with the beautiful, insane, beautiful woman who did her a grand favor. "Nowhere."

"Yes. We are. I've been a monster since the day you met me. Has that changed your opinion of me at all? Would you do this with me if it were otherwise?"

The silence was infinite.

"I love you more and more every day," Ty Lee agreed with a gleam in her eyes.

"As you should."

Azula smirked quite triumphantly.