Bite-sized Apples and Strawberries

For quick snacks of sketches

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Zuko quietly flipped through the papers for the presentation as he listened to the presenter drone on. Boring. Why were all company meetings so dull? Numbers, facts, and conjecture repeating endlessly. The only relief was the woman sitting across from him.
He glanced up from the papers to look at Katara. She kept her blue eyes studiously on the papers as she scribbled notes in the margin. She brushed a dark brown curl back over her shoulder and out of her way. Zuko’s gaze traced the curve of her hair along her neck, over her blue collar, and down to the glimpse of cleavage.
Hard to believe that the quiet girl he had known in high school had grown up into such an alluring woman. He remembered when she had first started and he had heard they had gone to the same high school. He had gone home and fished out an old yearbook. He had looked up her picture and wondered how he had never noticed her back then. But he remembered Mai and how much he had been wrapped up in her. He had barely noticed anything outside of the brooding girl at that time.
But Mai was gone and now he found himself wondering about Katara more and more. He studied her face and wondered if she had a boyfriend.
Suddenly, she glanced up and caught his eye. Zuko froze, unsure if she realized that he had been sizing her up. Her blue eyes kept him fixed in place for a few minutes before returning to her notes. She shifted slightly in her seat and Zuko guiltily returned his eyes to his papers rather than continue to stare.
He felt something brush his foot before sliding up to touch his ankle. His eyes widened as he realized it was a foot. Immediately, he looked up across the table to Katara. Her chin was propped against her hand, a smile on her lips. Her smile widened as she met his gaze and winked a little.
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Katara had spent months pretending she didn’t notice that Zuko was eyeing her up during meetings. The first time she had realized he was staring at her, she had brushed it off. No way would her old high school crush be interested in her. He was probably trying to remember seeing her in the halls and failing. But after several weeks and meetings, she began to suspect that this was not the case. No… Zuko was interested in her.
Even though high school was almost a decade past, she found some part of her still overjoyed at the thought of Zuko checking her out. A piece of her heart she had thought long dead and over him stirred back to life at this revelation. Her old crush flamed back to life and soon she spent most of her time trying not to look at him.
All those years and he was still just as handsome as he had been that night he unknowingly broke her heart. Those golden eyes still sent a shiver of longing down her spine when they met hers. It almost made her feel like all those years had never passed, and she was still the young girl she had been. But then he would act the part of the professional and all those years would come back.
When she caught him staring today though, she realized there was one big difference between then and now. In the past, she had waited for him to notice her. Today though, she could make him notice her by making the first move. So she slipped off one of her kitten heels and shifted in her seat.
When his gaze returned to his papers, she summoned all her courage and reached out her foot to slide it up his foot to his ankle. She repressed the urge to dance around the room when his gaze snapped back up to hers. A surge of pride went through her as she winked to let him know that it had been her.
But then he returned his gaze to the table, all cold professional again. Katara felt her heart sink a little, feeling like she was still that girl sitting on a log with a freshly broken heart. Maybe she had let her old feelings cloud her judgment and seen something that wasn’t there.
Then she felt him slide his foot across the floor to nudge hers. She met his golden eyes for a moment and resisted the urge to grin like a buffoon at the mischief and desire reflected in them.

Instead, Katara continued what she had started and distracted Zuko horribly with one of the most sensual games of footsie in his entire life.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 6: Socks

Is this… plot?! Yeah… Last minute I decided to make this fanfic tie into yesterday’s. Since I can’t live with the thought of Maiko…  So have Zutara footsies! This was actually originally going to be Zuko and Katara drinking wine on the floor together but I changed my mind last night and went with a game of footsie instead.
(I’ll fix the blue marks in the comic tomorrow. Bed for now.)

Zuko quietly flipped through the papers for the presentation as he listened to the presenter drone on. Boring. Why were all company meetings so dull? Numbers, facts, and conjecture repeating endlessly. The only relief was the woman sitting across from him.

He glanced up from the papers to look at Katara. She kept her blue eyes studiously on the papers as she scribbled notes in the margin. She brushed a dark brown curl back over her shoulder and out of her way. Zuko’s gaze traced the curve of her hair along her neck, over her blue collar, and down to the glimpse of cleavage.

Hard to believe that the quiet girl he had known in high school had grown up into such an alluring woman. He remembered when she had first started and he had heard they had gone to the same high school. He had gone home and fished out an old yearbook. He had looked up her picture and wondered how he had never noticed her back then. But he remembered Mai and how much he had been wrapped up in her. He had barely noticed anything outside of the brooding girl at that time.

But Mai was gone and now he found himself wondering about Katara more and more. He studied her face and wondered if she had a boyfriend.

Suddenly, she glanced up and caught his eye. Zuko froze, unsure if she realized that he had been sizing her up. Her blue eyes kept him fixed in place for a few minutes before returning to her notes. She shifted slightly in her seat and Zuko guiltily returned his eyes to his papers rather than continue to stare.

He felt something brush his foot before sliding up to touch his ankle. His eyes widened as he realized it was a foot. Immediately, he looked up across the table to Katara. Her chin was propped against her hand, a smile on her lips. Her smile widened as she met his gaze and winked a little.

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Katara had spent months pretending she didn’t notice that Zuko was eyeing her up during meetings. The first time she had realized he was staring at her, she had brushed it off. No way would her old high school crush be interested in her. He was probably trying to remember seeing her in the halls and failing. But after several weeks and meetings, she began to suspect that this was not the case. No… Zuko was interested in her.

Even though high school was almost a decade past, she found some part of her still overjoyed at the thought of Zuko checking her out. A piece of her heart she had thought long dead and over him stirred back to life at this revelation. Her old crush flamed back to life and soon she spent most of her time trying not to look at him.

All those years and he was still just as handsome as he had been that night he unknowingly broke her heart. Those golden eyes still sent a shiver of longing down her spine when they met hers. It almost made her feel like all those years had never passed, and she was still the young girl she had been. But then he would act the part of the professional and all those years would come back.

When she caught him staring today though, she realized there was one big difference between then and now. In the past, she had waited for him to notice her. Today though, she could make him notice her by making the first move. So she slipped off one of her kitten heels and shifted in her seat.

When his gaze returned to his papers, she summoned all her courage and reached out her foot to slide it up his foot to his ankle. She repressed the urge to dance around the room when his gaze snapped back up to hers. A surge of pride went through her as she winked to let him know that it had been her.

But then he returned his gaze to the table, all cold professional again. Katara felt her heart sink a little, feeling like she was still that girl sitting on a log with a freshly broken heart. Maybe she had let her old feelings cloud her judgment and seen something that wasn’t there.

Then she felt him slide his foot across the floor to nudge hers. She met his golden eyes for a moment and resisted the urge to grin like a buffoon at the mischief and desire reflected in them.

Instead, Katara continued what she had started and distracted Zuko horribly with one of the most sensual games of footsie in his entire life.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 6: Socks

Is this… plot?! Yeah… Last minute I decided to make this fanfic tie into yesterday’s. Since I can’t live with the thought of Maiko…  So have Zutara footsies! This was actually originally going to be Zuko and Katara drinking wine on the floor together but I changed my mind last night and went with a game of footsie instead.

(I’ll fix the blue marks in the comic tomorrow. Bed for now.)

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And now a break from our regularly scheduled Zutara…
Ship of choice for Kill la Kill? Gamagoori x Mako all the way!
Seriously, they are just… *spazzes out* I love how he totally pretends he isn’t hooked on her.
Am I the only one who can picture him singing “For the Dancing and the Dreaming” (from How to Train Your Dragon 2) to her?

And now a break from our regularly scheduled Zutara…

Ship of choice for Kill la Kill? Gamagoori x Mako all the way!

Seriously, they are just… *spazzes out* I love how he totally pretends he isn’t hooked on her.

Am I the only one who can picture him singing “For the Dancing and the Dreaming” (from How to Train Your Dragon 2) to her?

Filed under kill la kill gamagori x mako ira gamagori mako mankanshoku sketch

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She had loved him for years. Ever since she had first seen him, she had thought he was one of the best looking guys she’d ever seen.  But he was the son of one of the most influential CEOs in the world, as opposed to herself. She was just a normal girl. There was no way he would ever notice her.
Yet, when the annual bonfire came around at the end of summer, Katara couldn’t help spending more time on her outfit than usual. Zuko would be at the bonfire and she might be able to catch his eye. Just maybe a miracle might happen and he would notice her.
But once she was there, she felt her heart sink. Zuko had arrived early for once and was chatting up his sister’s friend Mai. The two of them were sitting next to each other on a log, quietly talking. The way Zuko’s eyes met Mai’s and held them… the way she would give that dry but sexy chuckle… everything they did screamed flirting.
And every little bit of it made Katara’s heart shatter a little more. She swallowed, trying to ignore the sick feeling in her stomach. She wanted to look away. But she couldn’t stop watching. She had to watch her dreams fall apart all the way to the end.

She watched as they got up after an hour to walk along the beach. If she had come earlier, maybe it would have been her hand Zuko was holding on a stroll. But it wasn’t. And it never would be her. Katara squeezed her eyes shut as Zuko leaned down to kiss Mai. Finally, she blotted out the image of him with someone else.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 5 Unrequited

Simplistic sketch. Zuko’s head is off. Oh well. I didn’t totally enjoy doing this one as it brought back so many memories of high school… Not fun ones…

She had loved him for years. Ever since she had first seen him, she had thought he was one of the best looking guys she’d ever seen.  But he was the son of one of the most influential CEOs in the world, as opposed to herself. She was just a normal girl. There was no way he would ever notice her.

Yet, when the annual bonfire came around at the end of summer, Katara couldn’t help spending more time on her outfit than usual. Zuko would be at the bonfire and she might be able to catch his eye. Just maybe a miracle might happen and he would notice her.

But once she was there, she felt her heart sink. Zuko had arrived early for once and was chatting up his sister’s friend Mai. The two of them were sitting next to each other on a log, quietly talking. The way Zuko’s eyes met Mai’s and held them… the way she would give that dry but sexy chuckle… everything they did screamed flirting.

And every little bit of it made Katara’s heart shatter a little more. She swallowed, trying to ignore the sick feeling in her stomach. She wanted to look away. But she couldn’t stop watching. She had to watch her dreams fall apart all the way to the end.

She watched as they got up after an hour to walk along the beach. If she had come earlier, maybe it would have been her hand Zuko was holding on a stroll. But it wasn’t. And it never would be her. Katara squeezed her eyes shut as Zuko leaned down to kiss Mai. Finally, she blotted out the image of him with someone else.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 5 Unrequited

Simplistic sketch. Zuko’s head is off. Oh well. I didn’t totally enjoy doing this one as it brought back so many memories of high school… Not fun ones…

Filed under zutara week 2014 day 5 unrequited zutara katara zuko mai Avatar The Last Airbender fanfic fanart

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If Zuko lived to be a hundred years old and forgot everything, there was one thing he knew he would never forget. Even if his own name was lost to himself, the firebender just knew he would never forget this moment. Right here, right now would live on forever in his memory.
He would always remember the moment Katara first kissed him. In her native element, the water reflecting the starless sky, he would recall the way her lips brushed over his. The way sparks shot down his back at this unexpected action.

But the thing that would always stand out would be the way her eyes were the bluest thing he would ever see as she pulled away. The way they almost glowed in the night, pulling him into her. The color of sapphires, of lapis lazuli, of cobalt as they shone with love.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 4: Cobalt Blue

This was supposed to be a quickie… But I couldn’t help it! I loved this pose and I wanted to make those eyes speak… *shot* I’ll proably keep the last 3 to sketches since it’s technically over and I’ve got a friend’s commission and a friend’s birthday gift to work on. And a contest to try to enter…

If Zuko lived to be a hundred years old and forgot everything, there was one thing he knew he would never forget. Even if his own name was lost to himself, the firebender just knew he would never forget this moment. Right here, right now would live on forever in his memory.

He would always remember the moment Katara first kissed him. In her native element, the water reflecting the starless sky, he would recall the way her lips brushed over his. The way sparks shot down his back at this unexpected action.

But the thing that would always stand out would be the way her eyes were the bluest thing he would ever see as she pulled away. The way they almost glowed in the night, pulling him into her. The color of sapphires, of lapis lazuli, of cobalt as they shone with love.

Zutara Week 2014 Day 4: Cobalt Blue

This was supposed to be a quickie… But I couldn’t help it! I loved this pose and I wanted to make those eyes speak… *shot* I’ll proably keep the last 3 to sketches since it’s technically over and I’ve got a friend’s commission and a friend’s birthday gift to work on. And a contest to try to enter…

Filed under zutara week 2014 day 4 cobalt blue zutara zuko katara Avatar The Last Airbender fanart fanfic drabble

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Several people requested magic-related generators, so here’s a fairly large mage generator! I tried to include a mix of character design and development categories, though of course you’ll need to do a bit more developing for a fully-rounded character.

I’d love to see your creations, if you wanna tag ‘characterdesigninspiration’ in any drawings you post from this!

To Play:Click and drag each gif or take a screenshot of the whole thing.

I learned water/ice magic from an enchanted object. I wear fur-trimmed robed (let’s say faux-fur haha), with a blade staff (but I’m afraid of blades ;u;”) and a feline familiar. I carry a potion belt with me at all times. My alignment is true neutral, and I’m creative.

So, I’m learning healing magic from my parent(s)/guardian. I wear a wrapped robe with an animal head staff and a feline familiar. I have glowing tattoos, my alignment is lawful evil and I’m independent.

…… this is disturbingly accurate. >.>

I learned fire magic at an academy. (Oh, yeah! Burn, baby, burn!) I have plain robes (comfort level is probably high…), and my staff ends in a wing. I have a feline familiar (uh, does that include tigers? ‘Cause I could totally dig that.) and I carry a spellbook (in case I have some downtime to read~!). And I choose to be chaotic good (whatever floats my boat) and I’m determined. Yeah… pretty much me.