Bite-sized Apples and Strawberries

For quick snacks of sketches

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Tokyo ghoul. Fuck

Yep were fuck

FreeI’m safe

Deadman wonderland I’m fucked

Hetaliaso this means the normal world?

One Piece…YES!!!!

hunter x hunter ?? ??

Gintama… I can’t tell if that’s incredibly good or incredibly bad.

RWBY. AWESOME!!!

La Corda d’Oro… crap… I need to brush up on my flute playing…

beautyinspiration-101:

quirkyiceheart:

sasskervilles:

writing-over-ashes:

twerkingongaycountries:

captiive-princess:

jaaaaaeger:

humaxgh0ull:

commanderarlert-sir:

captaincrunchmakesmebleed:

?

Tokyo ghoul. Fuck

Yep were fuck

Free
I’m safe

Deadman wonderland I’m fucked

Hetalia
so this means the normal world?

One Piece…YES!!!!

hunter x hunter ?? ??

Gintama… I can’t tell if that’s incredibly good or incredibly bad.


RWBY. AWESOME!!!

La Corda d’Oro… crap… I need to brush up on my flute playing…

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i dedicate this comic to the teacher who pulled me out of class in middle school to tell me my bra strap was showing and that i needed to get a jacket to cover it up so that i didnt distract the boys

dedicated to all teachers, school administrators, parents, dudes, dudettes, random ass strangers, politicians and dogs who think that is a woman’s duty to ensure that men aren’t ‘distracted’

(via mokoni)

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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.

***************** 

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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