Alright Kataangers, it’s that time of year again!  

Kataang Week 2024 is tentatively scheduled for July 29th through August 5th!

Thank you to all who shared and responded to the interest check! There was resounding support for holding Kataang Week again this year, as you can see from the results of the survey.

And roughly 40 people (perhaps more, given the similar number of 'maybe' respondents) indicate they plan to create content for the week.

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 survey linked here. 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.

- The Mods

Kataang really asked what if we both uniquely shared the most devastating loss of our people, what if we both lost our guardian to the same war and found their bodies, what if we both experienced uncontrollable rage and pain at the reminder? What if we were each other’s hope anyway? What if we reminded each other that we were children, and you offered to take a Water Tribe girl you barely knew halfway across the world so she could learn how to bend water? What if you gave me back my mother’s necklace and always supported my water bending and fused with the ocean spirit to save the Northern Water Tribe, because you valued my people and my bending that much, because you refused to let what happened to you happen to me? What if I represent the ocean and you represent the moon, the sky, and we were always meant to circle each other, push and pull? What if I’m what tethers you to the world, what if I’m the embodiment of your people’s love? What if my face was the first you saw when you woke up and the last thing you gaze upon in the series? What if we both have access to unbelievable power, what if we both succumb to our anger, but we were able to ground each other in a way no one else could? What if I loved you through your worst, what if we both loved each other when our souls were dark enough to hurt others? What if we were both terrified of the other being hurt, and you tried so hard to protect me, but I couldn’t protect you? What if despite everything you died in my arms and I had to gaze upon the dead body of my loved one once again, but I refused to let it happen, and I brought you back to life? What if we paralleled Oma and Shu, Tui and La, lovers who performed powerful feats of bending after the other died? What if we asked why our story has to end that way, what if we dared to live? What if we can’t be separated, not by space or time or even death? What if the last time you use the Avatar State in the series, the closing move of the Hundred Year War, is a waterbending move, specifically the first move I ever taught you? That simple push and pull? What i

Wow there’s some fucking bullshit going on in the replies here. Moderate your fucking spaces on the internet, kick racists and other bad actors to the kerb or you risk losing everyone else. This guy has the right of it (scroll up to top).

Quit thinking you need to be fair to unfair voices

For anyone who can’t/won’t read that twitter thread, it’s by Michael B. Tager (@IamRageSparkle) and it says: 

I was at a shitty crustpunk bar once getting an after-work beer. One of those shitholes where the bartenders clearly hate you. So the bartender and I were ignoring one another when someone sits next to me and he immediately says, “no. get out.”

And the dude next to me says, “hey i’m not doing anything, i’m a paying customer.” and the bartender reaches under the counter for a bat or something and says, “out. now.” and the dude leaves, kind of yelling. And he was dressed in a punk uniform, I noticed

Anyway, I asked what that was about and the bartender was like, “you didn’t see his vest but it was all nazi shit. Iron crosses and stuff. You get to recognize them.” And i was like, ohok and he continues.

“you have to nip it in the bud immediately. These guys come in and it’s always a nice, polite one. And you serve them because you don’t want to cause a scene. And then they become a regular and after awhile they bring a friend. And that dude is cool too.

And then THEY bring friends and the friends bring friends and they stop being cool and then you realize, oh shit, this is a Nazi bar now. And it’s too late because they’re entrenched and if you try to kick them out, they cause a PROBLEM. So you have to shut them down.

And i was like, ‘oh damn.’ and he said “yeah, you have to ignore their reasonable arguments because their end goal is to be terrible, awful people.” And then he went back to ignoring me. But I haven’t forgotten that at all.

[ID: Screenshot of a tweet from @/AmazonChique that reads ‘Pathfinder FB fan group banned all racist members. The next week, they saw a drop in harassing & threatening posts of ALL kinds. From the mod: “I encourage every community to quit thinking you need to be fair to unfair voices. Get the rot out and you’ll have a healthier community” End ID]

Tolerance is not a moral absolute; it is a peace treaty And peace treaties are not unilateral. They have obligations running in both directions.

You are not bound to tolerate people who have a stated intent to not tolerate you.

Nor should you tolerate people who have a stated intent to not tolerate people who are tolerating you.

Thank you for sharing this everyone, for image IDing and all of it, thank you.

Tolerance is not a moral absolute; it is a peace treaty

Tolerance is not

a moral absolute; it

is a peace treaty

Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.

ALT

Originally posted by thetalesofbasingse

Kataang Week 2023 (July 24 - July 31) is now officially over! We had a fantastic event with great submissions from you all!

We'd also like to take this moment to say HAPPY 10-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO KATAANG WEEK! We had a wonderful decade up to this point in being a part of the Kataang Community. Shout out to @secretsecrettunnel who revived Kataang Week in the summer of 2013 a few years after Avatar: The Last Airbender ended and when the fandom was itching for more Kataang during The Legend of Korra's run.

As for this year's Kataang Week...

Late submissions are still being accepted up until the next event, so don’t be shy and don’t worry about giving the world more Kataang content 💖 We always welcome it!

For those of you who still want to participate or who are a little bit behind, you can still see the prompts and rules here. Please make sure to @ kataang-week so that we can see them as we won't be tracking the tags as often, and tag your posts with #kataang week. If we still haven't reblogged your post after 24 hours, please send us an ask!

Still interested in the Kataang Week 2023 Bingo Challenge and alternative prompts? The bingo card is available here for anyone's use. Feel free to challenge yourself with these prompts whenever and wherever you are.

The Kataang Week 2023 ao3 collection will remain open for anyone who wants to submit to it. You can submit to the collection or see the works posted here.

Thanks to our mods: Mod Dan ( @airbender-dacyon ), Mod Atarah ( @penguinsledder ), Mod Belle ( @itsmoonpeaches ), and our newest mod, Mod Celes ( @chocomd ) for coordinating this year’s Kataang Week!

We can’t wait for the next event, and we hope to see everyone there!

- The Mods

Late entry for @kataang-week Day 2: Injured

Rating: T

Word Count: 10.3k

Summary:

Katara reached up and took his face in her hands, felt him soften under her touch. She craned her neck up to press her lips to his cheek, right where a teardrop was rolling down. “I couldn’t let you die either,” she murmured, “not when I could do something to save you.”

But Aang drew back at her words, his eyes downcast. “But if I had just been paying attention, if I had just noticed what was going on, you wouldn’t have needed to.” He raised his eyes to hers, and in them she could see the shame, the guilt, the self-blame. “If I had just been a better Avatar,” he said in an anguished whisper, “you wouldn’t have gotten hurt.”

And in that moment, she didn’t see the Avatar she knew him to be. Instead, she saw a fifteen-year-old—a fifteen-year-old who shouldn’t even know he was the Avatar, a fifteen-year-old forced from an era of peace to fight in a time of war, a fifteen-year-old with shoulders too slim to bear the weight of the sky and hands too young to hold the weight of the world.
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Being the Avatar is a burden as heavy as the weight of the world. But as long as Katara is alive, she swears that Aang will never have to carry it alone. Written for Kataang Week 2023 Day 2: Injured.

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Kataang week day 8: Free day!!

To celebrate another amazing kataang week over here are some kataang icons for anyone to use <3

i apologize in advance for how long this is. all of the following are kataang fics (for now)!

Broader-Use Links: 

Profiles: FF.net and AO3 

Completed Kataang Weeks:  

• 2018 (FF.net | AO3)
• 2019 (FF.net | AO3)
• 2020 (FF.net | AO3)
• 2021 (FF.net | AO3)
• 2022 (FF.net | AO3)
• 2023 (FF.net | AO3)  
  

Other Series: 

• Kataang Valentine’s Bash 2021 (FF.net | AO3) 

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