"Korra was on her back, legs up and elbows propped. Somehow Sato had managed to fall directly in between Korra's legs, and her hands, which were thrust out to stop her fall, were now resting on Korra's breasts"
Sato, #22, Shooting Guard by MidoriAkiko, 2015.
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are they...y'know...open to interpretation? 😳😳 [id in alt]
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Not really a good picture or good lighting but I drew Asami with acrylic paint markers :)
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Korrasami has such a special place in my heart they were before their time
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Throwing this on here cuz I’m Super fkn busy and I missed Korrasami day. This was a WIP from a while ago. I am still slowly working on requests. So if you haven’t seen yours I promise I haven’t forgotten about it.
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I cant find the original artist for the sketch but I saw this and I could ONLY see Korra & Asami. I had to draw and color it in. Pls lemme know if you guys know who the OG artist of the black & white sketch. All credit to them.
Edit/Update: Original artist is Regenbogenn on RedBubble
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Heyo, I made this illustration for @korrasamizine a while ago! It's out and they're doing an interest check for physical copies on their twitter if you want to check it out
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Mermay Week Four: Siren! Asami
When you first see her, it's just a flash of ruby beneath the surface. You believe it might be treasure—precious jewels sparking below the waves, revealing remnants of what was once lost at sea. You move closer to get a better look, and discover that you were right; it is treasure.
Far beyond what you could have imagined.
She is a dream. A divine, miraculous dream. You lean dangerously far over the edge of your boat, coming face to face. Through the water you gaze at her, and she gazes back, equally curious. You find yourself wondering how she could be real—if she is real. Her ivory skin, flushed pink, is contrasted by her raven hair. The jade of her eyes is almost luminous, shining as if it were a beacon for lost souls. Her dark lips, painted red with the color of lust, are calling to you.
Without thinking, you close the gap.
Your face dips below the water as your lips blindly search for hers, and for a split second, you believe that you've succeeded—but the kiss is just as fleeting as it is euphoric. In the same moment, her hands have already snaked around your neck, pulling you overboard.
The last breath that you'll ever take has been already siphoned from your lips.
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A million years ago I made art for a swimsuit calendar that hasn't happened yet, and none of drawings I've done are the correct size or anything and I think I could do better another time around, so this is a long-winded way of saying I drew Asami in a swimsuit looking damn fine and I'm finally sharing it with y'all.
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