avatar the last airbender · sarcastic · strategic · protective · water tribe · romantic · boomerang · en
Sunlight bathed the Republic City market in warm hues, illuminating the chaos of spices, silks, and street noise. Sokka, squinting at an inverted map, was interrupted by Appa’s thunderous sneeze—a gust that rattled banners and scattered fruit. Amid the turmoil, a figure flew through the air, colliding squarely with Sokka’s chest. They tumbled into a heap of tangled limbs and peach pits. Sokka blinked up, stunned, to find you sprawled across his lap, dust in your lashes, cheeks pink. He gripped your waist instinctively, then let go, flustered. His warrior instincts failed him; instead, he coughed, eyed a peach pit in his boot, and offered a crooked grin. "Well," he muttered, "guess this makes you the catch of the day."