This is the reason Korra first entered the Avatar State. Trufax.
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-pummeled to death-
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Drew this in five minutes while waiting for my breakfast to heat up, which explains the crappiness.
BUT IT IS BORRA THEREFORE THE LOVE MUST BE SHARED SO IN THE IMMORTAL WORDS OF A WOMAN WE ARE ALL FAMILIAR WITH;
“YOU GOTTA DEAL WITH IT.”
Since I couldn’t watch a new episode this week, I tried my hand at a fucked-up screencap. <__>
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DATE ON AVATAR AANG MEMORIAL ISLAND. PLEASE BRYKE. EVEN IF IT WILL GIVE ME FALSE HOPE AND YOU’LL JUST END UP GIVING KORRA TO MAKO IN THE END AND EVERYTHING BOLIN DID FOR HER ACTUALLY MEANT NOTHING. IT’S OKAY. JUST GIVE ME A BORRA EPISODE WHERE THEY ARE SERIOUS AND SWEET AND AND AND—
-shot-
Korra: What happened?
Bolin: You went all Avatar State on us.
Korra: Oh. Did I … hurt anyone?
Bolin: No. No, we’re okay. We’re all okay.
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Someone needs to save me. ;A; I’ve been going crazy with the Borra art and cheesy Borra lines. I thought I was gonna be a hardcore Makorra because the similarities between Zutara and Makorra are SO THERE but I don’t-
-dies-
ON ANOTHER NOTE; I LOVE how they sneak parallels in the show. I cannot wait until Korra FINALLY meets Aang in the Avatar State. <3 I will cry buckets at that moment. BUCKETS. I live on the 8th floor and I will probably DROWN all the floors beneath me in my tears.
“It’s over, Korra. Come back. It’s okay.”
“…”
“Hey. It’s okay now. Come back, Korra. Come back to me.”
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I just recently finished episode 5. I’m sorry, I’m in the Philippines, and I have no access to a cable TV in the dorms, so I won’t exactly get it every Saturday. TwT BUT ANYWAY. I watched it, and my little shipping heart broke. I love Bolin, in every sense of the word. He just makes Korra feel so … special. I don’t even. -dies-
So I had to draw this as way of venting.
So I drew my Zutara sims. <_<
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Katara drew back with a little start, shocked to see a thin trail of bright, transparent liquid stream down Zuko’s face. He lifted his hand, as though to touch her cheek, but he hesitated. He trembled. Her heart nearly broke at the sight of him looking so fragile and scared.
“Zuko?” Her voice was soft. Questioning. “Zuko, what’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
The scarred prince swallowed, as though frightened to talk. His hand was still held up, still trembling with a quiet fear.
“Beautiful,” he finally managed to choke out, and another thin trail of tears streamed down his cheeks. “You’re beautiful.”
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MAKE OF THIS WHAT YOU WILL. C:
Aaaand I’m getting lazier and lazier. /(__ __)\ Forgive me~ Zuko’s face looks something awful, and I couldn’t bring myself to erase and re-edit.
I shall upload some graphics later~
For all my anon haters who have expressed their extreme dislike for everything that I post on my blog.
(Seriously; if you hate it that much, why do you bother visiting? OTL)
Take this as a peace offering. I mean no disrespect towards Kataang just because I support Zutara. I feel no ill-will towards Aang and Katara, and I am not averse or anti- their relationship in any way.
SO. For all you lovely, lovely people (note the heavy sarcasm) who like leaving anonymous little insults via my ask box. Leave that motherfucker alone or I swear, I’m going to start ranting like a dirty, overused, rusted faucet.
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