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Saves the dates! Zutara Week 2024 will be upon us in November!
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Zutara Week 2024 - Day 5 Melody 🎵
For Love~~~
*great uncle Iroh looks very touched 🥹
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Ehee..sorry I was super late.. 🥲
Anywaay featuring my Zutara steambaby..hehe (still unnamed because I cannot decide his name yet)
2 more prompts to go!! Yeaah!!
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Market Mischief
Pairing: Zuko x Katara Word Count: 820 Prompt: For Zutara Week 2024 | Day 6: Sweet @zutaraweek Warnings: Mild language, lighthearted teasing, humor, food-related themes, playful banter, minor romantic undertones
The marketplace buzzed with activity as vendors hawked their wares, carts rattled, and children darted through the throngs like mischievous sparrows. Katara weaved through the crowd with practiced ease, her arms laden with an assortment of ingredients for dinner. Zuko followed behind, his expression tight as he kept glancing over his shoulder, as though expecting a surprise ambush from a cabbage merchant.
“I still don’t get why we’re here,” he muttered, adjusting the hood of his cloak to better conceal his face. “We could’ve just—”
“Don’t even finish that sentence,” Katara interrupted, shooting him a pointed glare over her shoulder. “If you think I’m letting you ‘firebend’ our dinner together, you’ve lost your mind.”
Zuko grumbled something under his breath, but his steps quickened to keep up with her. “I’m not bad at cooking.”
“You burned rice.”
“It was one time.”
“And toast.”
“It was...extra crispy.”
“And that pot of tea.”
“Okay, fine!” He threw his hands up. “But it’s not like you’re perfect either. You made soup that was so salty Sokka said he could see through time.”
Katara froze mid-step and spun to face him, a saccharine smile that promised retribution spreading across her face. “Oh, really? That’s how you want to play this?”
Zuko immediately backpedaled. “I’m just saying—”
“I’ll show you ‘just saying,’” she quipped, grabbing a bright red fruit from a nearby stand and shoving it into his hands. “Here. Let’s see if you can even pick a decent lychee.”
He stared at the fruit like it was a bomb about to go off. “What’s wrong with this one?”
“Too mushy. Try again.” She crossed her arms, one eyebrow raised.
Zuko frowned, muttering something suspiciously like, “It’s just fruit,” before exchanging the lychee for another. Katara didn’t even bother inspecting it before shaking her head.
“Still wrong.”
“Are you making this up?” His voice pitched slightly, somewhere between incredulous and irritated.
“Are you seriously questioning my superior market skills?” Katara smirked, taking the fruit from him and swapping it for one from a different pile. “This one’s ripe.”
Zuko squinted at her. “How do you even know that?”
She tapped the side of her head. “Water Tribe instincts.”
“Oh, so now it’s instincts?”
Katara turned on her heel, heading toward the next stall, but Zuko caught the faintest grin tugging at her lips. He scowled, speeding up to walk beside her again. “Fine. Since you’re so good at this, what’s next?”
She didn’t answer, distracted by a stand overflowing with delicate jars of candy. The vendor—a cheerful, round-faced woman—beamed at them as they approached. “Looking for something sweet, young lady?”
Katara nodded politely, her eyes scanning the colorful array. “Just browsing.”
Zuko, however, narrowed his eyes at the jars like they owed him money. “Isn’t this kind of a waste?”
“Excuse me?” Katara looked up sharply.
“I mean,” Zuko said, flailing slightly under her glare, “we’re here for dinner ingredients. Why bother with candy?”
“Why bother with candy?” Katara repeated, her tone somewhere between disbelief and the ominous calm before a tidal wave.
The vendor wisely stepped aside.
“Let me tell you something, Sparky.” Katara plucked a jar off the shelf, full of little sugar flowers, and held it under his nose. “Candy is joy in edible form. It’s a reward after a hard day. It’s the perfect combination of ‘I deserve this’ and ‘Don’t judge me.’ And you, Prince Pessimism, could use some joy in your life.”
Zuko blinked, momentarily stunned. Then his lips twitched, threatening to curve upward. “So…you’re saying I need to eat candy to be less miserable?”
“Exactly!” She thrust the jar into his hands. “Consider it therapy.”
He snorted, a sound so uncharacteristic Katara almost dropped the bag of rice she was holding. “Fine,” he said, unscrewing the jar and popping a sugar flower into his mouth. His expression immediately shifted to one of wide-eyed horror. “This is…this is…”
“Sweet?” Katara offered, biting back a laugh.
“No,” he croaked, clutching his throat dramatically. “This is…too much.” He doubled over, mock-gagging. “I’m dying.”
Katara finally let her laugh burst free, the sound ringing out above the chatter of the marketplace. “You’re such a baby. It’s sugar, Zuko.”
“It’s poison,” he deadpanned, though the corner of his mouth twitched again.
Katara grabbed a flower from the jar and popped it into her mouth. “Mmm. Delicious. Guess I’ll have to finish the whole jar myself.”
Zuko straightened, his eyes narrowing. “Not if I get to it first.” He swiped another candy, tossing it into his mouth with a smirk.
And just like that, the competition began. By the time they left the marketplace, the jar was empty, Katara was triumphantly clutching the last flower, and Zuko—now suspiciously energized—kept insisting he wasn’t going to help clean up the “disaster kitchen.”
“Sweet, huh?” he said, nudging her with his elbow as they headed back toward camp.
Katara rolled her eyes but smiled. “Yeah. Sweet.”
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There's still an hour left of Zutara week... I'm not late! This is for day 7: sweet
I woke up this morning and decided I needed to finish this. It's a little rushed, but I did it! I had another idea for this week, but in the end, life got ahead of me. Such is the life of a full-time student 🥲. I'll just have to post that piece some other time!
Thank you for your support 💙
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day seven: sweet!
i made this in like three days (im a high school senior in the us public school system ok) bc the other prompts were lowkey complex and there was no way i was gonna be able to make seven different pieces in one week. so final day it was! 😇
i still fucking hate side profiles but idk i think i kinda cooked this time
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zutara week 2024 | #7 sweet
a lil adult zutara doodle to end the week (using this lovely chibi pose from @snuffysbox)
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I was nervous because this week has been my first time posting in years, but this community is so welcoming that now idek what I was worried about :) love to see everyone's art and headcannons, thanks for keeping the ship alive 💜
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Sweet and Sour
For Zutara Week: Sweet
Inspired by this fanart from @pineapple-frenzy
Sweet and Sour
All week, the counselors had left for the night together in a big, laughing herd. On Friday, though, people took off early as they finished preparing their areas, ready for the first batch of campers to arrive on Monday.
So when Katara hiked up from the lake, she found the Four Nations camp empty.
She wasn't shocked. Aang and Toph had both texted her that they were done, and did she want her to wait for them. She'd sent back denials both times. She had a lot to do in the boathouse and she didn't want to keep either of her friends.
Iroh had sent out a text to everyone that he'd had to go attend to an emergency, and they should lock up their own areas and turn the keys in at the office when they were done.
Iroh Sozin was one of the summer people, who lived in the big fancy houses on the east side of the lake, drove shiny cars, and spent so much money in just three months of the year that townies could live on it for the other nine. Everyone had expected him to build a bigger, fancier house when he'd inherited a huge chunk of land. But he'd shocked the town of Watertribe when he'd announced that he was going to use it for a summer camp.
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Blowing on Embers chap.7 - Sweet
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Zutara Week 7 - Sweet
Zuko and Katara were slowly waking up. They slept in Zuko's fire bed.
Katara: Hey.
Zuko: Hello there.
Katara: Thanks for the tour.
Zuko: I hope it wasn't too much for you.
Katara: No, not at all.
Zuko: Our respective nations may never accept us, but I don't care. I was often the pariah of my own nations for doing and saying things they didn't agree with. But I don't need to justify my actions to anyone, ever again.
Katara: I think I know how you feel.
Zuko was moved by that response.
Katara: I think you're sweet. We've come a long way from the rocky parts of our relationship.
Zuko: (Nods)
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A Tea for Sunrise
“But what is home,” Iroh asks more bluntly this time. Zuko presses his lips together and thinks. He’s thinking too literally, maybe, attributing home to four walls. “Well, you, Uncle,” he begins. Obvious answer but one anyway. Iroh chuckles. “You and the Jasmine Dragon and this tea.” “What else?” Iroh sips his tea. “Sitting with my friends around a fire. Being the last awake after a good nights meal, knowing everyone's fed and safe. Staring at the stars with them. Maybe the summer house on Ember Island.” He taps his cup. “Making dinners and lunches and breakfasts with Katara. When she tells me stories about her travels or the South Pole. When we both stay up late because I don’t want to give in too early and miss out on our conversations.” He considers a moment longer, sips his tea again, then glances towards Iroh’s shoe. “Maybe this whole trip.” Iroh hums. “Katara is a lovely girl,” he says. “She’s one of the best people I know,” Zuko agrees. “And one of your favorites.” Ironically, the notion hadn’t quite crossed Zuko’s mind until the words were laid out in front of him. But she is, isn’t she? It’s becoming harder to imagine what life would be like without her there in some way or another. Be it like this, them side by side and adventuring. Or something else. He hasn’t quite figured out the ‘something else’. Letters, maybe, hopefully quite frequent if she cannot be nearby. He doesn’t like the idea of her not being nearby. “She’s one of my best friends,” he says and Iroh snorts.
Summery: Realizing they're close to Ba Sing Se, Zuko and Katara agree to stop in the city to visit with Uncle Iroh. (Posted for @zutaraweek day seven, sweet!)
Word Count: 10'949
Rating: G (canon typical mentions of Zuko's childhood and also the war)
And read the rest of Circumnavigators of Celestial Bodies here! (series can be read in any order but is listed chronologically here!)
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ZUTARA WEEK 2024, Day Seven: Sweet
Title: Confectionery Affection
Summary: Katara had never imagined that she would find such comfort in food and yet there she was, getting emotional over dessert. More than the treats, it was the person who had prepared them for her who mattered the most.
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Zutara Week 2024 - Day 4 Reverence
✨✨Deep respect to the dragons✨✨
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✨🌈The rainbow colored fire!! 🌈✨
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Whoaaa this years prompts was really a journey! It's very challenging, but I was happy with the results here~ isn't multicolor fire pretty?
Hehehe sorry it's a bit late, but I am working for the other prompts too~ xD
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