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prompt submission is now open!
Alright Kataangers, it’s that time of year again!
Kataang Week 2023 is tentatively scheduled for July 24th through July 31st!
Prompt Submission will be open for the next 2 weeks. So from today, April 4th until April 18th, please submit any prompts you would like to be in the running this year.
Please submit your ideas for prompts - 1 or 2 words/short phrases only! - through the ask box on the Kataang Week blog. Again, the last day to submit prompts will be April 18th.
And please reblog to help spread the word!
As always, feel free to send us an ask if you have any questions or concerns.
- Mod Belle
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Nothing special, just a quick art about Aang and Momo taking a break from flying while exploring some high mountains.
Aang is my all-time favourite character, and I realised that I don't really have a single drawing about him. And of course Momo is always his partner in crime. :D I love their friendship so much.
Also, it would be so cool to be as free as an airbender…
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Aang, Katara (c) by Michael Dante DiMartino, Bryan Konietzko
Art (c) Me
Done in Krita
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Please Help My Friend Get Food
Posting for help on behalf of my friend C (original tweet here). They don’t have a tumblr and their post has not gained traction. They need help to get groceries and other essentials. C is a trans Afro-Latine who has been struggling since being disowned by their family. Anything would help as they have not eaten in days. If you can assist, please send to their Vnmo as their CA has been compromised:
Vnmo: @Carlos-Ortiz-448
Please boost, thank you!
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did a little sketch ✍🏻 (I promise it’s better quality when you click)
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Christmas lights
... and suddenly nothing else existed anymore for the Avatar and his Waterbending Master.
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Inspired by a random wedding picture and the Christmas lights I put on my balcony last week. 🎄
This is probably my last Kataang post this year, although I'm planning a few pic before and after Xmas (however, I'm not sure if they'll be Avatar or Disney related.)
You can download this pic for free as a Christmas gift in 1920x1080 format (horizontal version), /it's only for private usage/ (notebook background, etc.) Note: there should be a download button for downloading the full size image:
Merry Christmas!
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Aang, Katara (c) by Michael Dante DiMartino, Bryan Konietzko
Art (c) Me
Done in Krita
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Hey everybody, I need some help. My beloved cat 12-year-old cat Joe had a seizure in the middle of the night. My uncle and I were able to scrape together enough to have him get to an ER and stabilized. He was my mom's cat and one of the few things of hers I have left.
Not asking for $$ to recoup the vet bills, but for help getting food/litter for us and our two cats so we can survive until next week. Setting a goal of about $275. Paypal: http://paypal.me/em32190. Venmo: @Erin-Wright-25. Pls help if you can by donating and/or boosting this post. Thanks so much!
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Lovetober Day 17: Mist
Happy birthday Korra
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Twinkle Toes and the airbabies
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Kataang smut weekend prompt “what if we…”
But to see specifically what they want to try, the uncensored version is on my twitter
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Aang asking past avatars about their past life
These drawings are based off of this text post. I wanted to draw it as soon as I read it.
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You Feel Like Summertime (You Blow this Heart of Mine)
Fandom: Avatar: the last Airbender
Pairing: Aang/Katara
Rating: E (Explicit)
Prompt: One Bed (with a twist!)
Full Work Available on AO3
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Ahh my favorte time of year has come 😏 round again, happy Kataang Smut Weekend Folks! Thanks again to the mods over @kataang-dungeon for organizing this and making sure the fandom has an ample amount of Sweeties being spicy 🌶
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Sokka noticed it during the small moments, when no one thought he was looking.
One thing about Sokka, though; he always looked out for his baby sister.
They’d all grown up together, the two of them and his best friend, Aang. Of course, that was a topic of heated debate between the siblings; who was actually Aang’s best friend. They often tried to one up the other just to get a rise out of the other. Nevertheless, the three of them were usually always together.
Katara and Aang spent most of their alone time together, though. They just spent a lot of time together, in general. The same way that he and Sokka did! Except…
It wasn’t the same. Not exactly.
The older brother didn’t think much of it at first. Katara had always been physically affectionate and doting, so the frequent hand touches and hugs really didn’t alarm him much. It was Katara’s way of showing support; more often than not accompanied by encouraging hope filled phrases.
That’s when he noticed the hair tugging.
The lot of them were all older now, studying their own various interests at the illustrious United Republic University. The first time he saw it (or rather, cared enough to take notice of it), Katara had dragged him and the rest of their friend group into a study session a few weeks before midterms. The Gaang started in the library but had, eventually, been shused out. Aang suggested moving their “study” session outside since it was such an unseasonably warm day in Republic City. Katara’s sour expression dropped the minute the airbender turned towards her for her approval. It was technically her study session they’d sabotaged and Sokka would be lying if he said he hadn’t felt the teensiest bit guilty (but only a little bit).
Anyway, the Waterbender was suddenly all shy smiles and giving in giddily as she peered up at Aang through her lashes, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. The arrow tattooed man grabbed Katara’s unoccupied hand and led the rest of them out into the massive quad area of their school. Of course, no one else but Sokka would notice the way Katara continued to play with her hair throughout the rest of the day.
Then, the giggling. Oh Spirits, the giggling.
The two of them would often laugh and joke at Sokka’s expense (much to his extreme annoyance). And, really, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Katara to find Aang funny. He was a funny guy! That everyone could agree on, best friends or not.
This kind of giggling that Katara was doing, though… it was like she was laughing about a secret to herself; whether or not whatever Aang had said was actually funny.
Once, during winter break, Sokka caught the two of them late at night around the fire pit. He hadn’t interrupted them but he’d seen it nonetheless. They’d all stumbled home drunk from a pub crawl in the ever-expanding city in the part of the South Pole they called home. Sokka thought they’d be knocked out by now (they were all pretty drunk); the only reason why he was up was to use the restroom. It seemed that the two of them managed to sober up a bit to speak coherently enough to each other.
But not enough to be mindful of personal space, apparently.
He saw Aang whisper something in her ear, softly gripping the thighs that draped across his waist. Before he could even finish his sentence, his sister was giggling uncontrollably; leaning into the airbender and burying her nose into his neck. Sokka shook his head and stumbled as quietly as he could to the bathroom.
Nothing gave Katara away more than the blushing, though.
Or, maybe it was the cheek kissing that sealed the deal?
No, no. It was definitely the long, lingering stares combined with the “discreet” lip biting that did it.
Sokka couldn’t help but roll his eyes at how obvious those oblivious idiots were.
Yes, Big Brother saw all and could recall plenty of times where he caught the two of them tap dancing over the line of “just best friends”. Whether it was the blushing, the touching, the sighing or just general lovesick oogie teenage awkwardness, Sokka had seen it all. There was only so much two people who were attracted to each other could do without actually speaking or acting on said attraction. Besides, Sokka had been around for a few of Katara’s crushes now. If it wasn’t obvious to her or anyone else, it definitely was to Sokka.
Katara was in love with Aang.
The only problem was that it was obvious to everyone except Aang and Katara.
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Read the rest on AO3!
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the student loan forgiveness application site just went live btw
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Kataang Smut Weekend 2022
It’s coming soon!!!
What is?
Kataang Smut Weekend! An 18+ event for celebrating Kataang and the sexy shenanigans they get into post-ATLA~
Oh? when is it?
October 14-17. That’s 7.5 weeks from the time this is posted!
Sounds like fun! Are there prompts?
That’s where you came in! Sidebar: how many times can I work the word ‘come’ into this post? You voted on the prompts, and the results are in. The people have spoken! Here are your Kataang Smut Weekend 2022 Prompts:
October 14: One Bed
October 15: What If We…
October 16: Dom!Aang
Thanks to everyone who voted!
What kind of content can I make?
Whatever you’re into! Could be art, fic, edits, meta, anything! Just be sure to keep in mind tumblr’s nsfw policies and try to leave the sexy stuff under a cut or censor visuals where it’s necessary. We don’t want your brilliant hard work kept from being shared!
How explicit does it have to be?
If you’re more of a fade-to-black or lime-over-lemon kind of person, we want you here, too! Any level of Kataang spice, shown or implied, is more than welcome in these parts.
What about too explicit?
There’s very little we won’t reblog. But if unsure, you can check out our guidelines (found in our description if on mobile), or feel free to send us an ask!
How should I tag my work?
Tag as your heart directs, but the best way to ensure we see your post is to tag us @kataang-dungeon. We will also be checking the tag “#kataang smut weekend 2022,” and of course content warnings are recommended.
Is it okay if I post late?
Yes! Just don’t forget to @ us, as we may not be checking the tags at that time!
Can I only post on tumblr?
You can absolutely post your work on other platforms! In fact, some platforms are more lenient with explicit works, so if you have a more explicit version of your work that you feel you can’t post onto tumblr, we encourage you to post that version elsewhere and provide a link here for people to view!
I wanna contribute, but I think I’d rather do it anonymously.
Hey, we have options for you, too! You can
submit your works on anon directly to this blog for us to post! Check out the guidelines there for more info :3
I STILL HAVE QUESTIONS
Feel free to send us an ask!
Kataangers, please reblog to spread the word, as we are so excited to see what you come up with! Happy creating!
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This is my uncle Francis, he's the last elder in my family and we just got news this morning that he's not going to make it after they sent his medical escort home.
Right now he is dying alone without family in a hospital where no one can communicate with him since he doesn't speak english. We are Dene from the Dehcho and my uncle is a residential school survivor.
I don't have a set goal as I don't know how much longer he has left but currently I am asking for any help to accommodate lodging while I'm there with him. Please do not tag as d0nati0n or anything else. Mahsi cho for reading.
p<3ypal is @starwitch and you can dm me for the other apps i use my girlfriends.
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Unspoken, Undeniable Chapter 4
Story summary: Slight AU where Aang and Katara never kiss on the submarine or at EIP, and don't get together on Iroh's balcony after the war. They remain close--best--friends, though, and when Aang reaches adulthood and leaders and nobles try to pressure him into a relationship, he seeks out Katara's help in avoiding them.
Rating: T | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4
Chapter 4: The Ball
Aang found himself pacing his room anytime he was home and Katara wasn’t, trying to figure out what he should say to her. His nervous energy came out in shaking hands and flighty steps as he mulled over his words, but inevitably the words he thought of would die in his throat before he ever had the chance to say anything. The ball was one day away and he still hadn’t firmed anything up with her. He wasn’t sure if she was avoiding him, or if she had really been just that busy getting ready. She had worked a full shift in the clinic this morning and then spent the entire afternoon at the spa with Suki. They hadn’t gotten back until after dinner, and both girls had gone straight to Katara’s room. He wondered what they were talking about…
His mind drifted back to the Cave of Two Lovers—where they had shared their one and only kiss—more and more frequently since he had brought up his romantic blunder in front of her. He had gotten distracted in more than one council meeting recently, thinking about how they hadn’t been holding hands when the torch went out, but had intertwined their fingers at some point during their brief kiss. How he had wanted to confess and apologize afterward, but she had run out of the tunnel so quickly he never had the chance. And how the more time that had elapsed the more awkward it had seemed to bring it up again. He had shocked himself by repeating his most embarrassing line at breakfast the morning he’d asked her to be his fake date.
Fake.
The more he thought about his impulsive plan, the more he felt like his stomach was going to explode with nerves. It would be easy to play this off like he didn’t care… like they were just two best friends and she was doing him this huge favor because she cared about him… but Aang had known the second she agreed to this that his heart was in for it. He had been so careful about his feelings for so long, but if they were going to kiss in public… he wasn’t sure he would be able to differentiate between fantasy and reality anymore.
A knock on his door startled him.
“Come in,” he said, still pacing, trying to shake the anxiousness out of his hands.
“Hey, Aang.”
Read more on ao3 or ffn
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