#anyway hiiii this is the famous portrait scene of course

[headaching]

babe wake up it’s time for my monthly titanic au zukka breakdown

As he prepared his pencil and steadied his hand, Sokka tried to subdue the incessant, gnawing desire to do Zuko’s image justice. He began with a rough outline of his body, his legs splayed across the couch, the lines of his abdomen.

Sokka didn’t bother brushing the wayward strands of hair from his face as he huddled over his sketchbook in concentration.

“So serious,” Zuko teased with a stern expression, his lips pouted outward.

Sokka shook his head and muttered, “Stay still,” as he shaded the shadows of Zuko’s arms.

“Or what?” Zuko taunted, and Sokka looked up to find Zuko’s playfully angry expression hadn’t changed.

Sokka paused and pointed the pencil at Zuko. “Or I’ll come over there and make you,” he threatened, and Zuko finally stilled.