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atla tumblr, i need help!

i'm working on a summer olympics atla au oneshot, and while i have picked some of the gaang's sports, i'm struggling a little extra with choosing sports for katara and zuko.

for reference, aang & toph are both rock climbers (for reasons that will be clear upon reading), sokka is a fencer (and yes, sokka calls his fencing sword a "space sword"), mai competes in the shooting event (because c'mon, mai with a gun just makes sense), suki does judo, and azula does volleyball (very competitively, think back to the beach episode).

!link to zuko's poll here

i like them

i honestly love how silly so many atla characters are when you boil them down. sokka literally is out here as one small untrained boy with the confidence of an entire trained legion. aang has the most insanely overpowered abilities ever and he gives them up so he can be with his girlfriend, who is literally just a booktok boyfriend reincarnated into a water tribe girl who also invented feminism.

the gaang really are just the best examples of character writing ever. no-one will ever do it better than them.

⋆·˚ ༘ * kataangled: ⋆·˚ ༘ *

Katara didn’t look away from Aang, tears gathering in her eyes. Her lips were moving, but he didn’t understand what she was saying. He reached up to caress her hair, tucking a lock of it behind her ear, and in one fluid motion, he sliced cleanly through it with one of the ice shards still littering the floor. Katara’s hand shot up to her hair automatically, her lips parting in shock. Frantically, she sifted through the hair, which was fading from moonstone dappled silver to deep brown even as she whispered healing chants under her breath. “Why would you do that?” Katara gasped, her voice thick with tears. “I can’t- I can’t heal you anymore.” “You don’t need to.” Aang smiled softly. “You’re safe. You’re free from this place. You don’t need me anymore.” “I do ,” she wept. “How can you ask that of me? You showed me the sun, the trees, the grass, the sea. You showed me the world, and you became mine . I can’t let you go, Aang.” Full of urgency, of desperation, she pulled him close, and he kissed her roughly, his calloused palms enveloping her cheek as he did. She held him even as the kiss grew softer, his breathing slowing every moment. Her tears mixed with his as they slid over skin, painting the world in soft hues of saltwater.  “I don’t regret anything, except maybe cutting off your beautiful hair loopies.” Aang’s voice was raspy now, fading quickly. “I could have seen you just once, seen a glimpse of you while walking by the tower, and my life still would have been one without regrets.” His eyes blinked more slowly now, his pulse fading. 

all at once, everything is different, now that i see you (kataangled) by quillthrills (fanart by the amazing @kataangoogie ) ⋆·˚ ༘ *

NO WAYYY YOU DID IT HOLY COW!!!!! THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I IMAGINED THEM WHEN WRITING MY FIC AND STOPPP THE WAY THEIR OUTFITS ARE A PERFECT MIX OF THEIR SHOW SELVES AND THE FITS FROM TANGLED IS INCREDIBLE!!!

and i love love LOVE the little details!! the flowers in her hair, the way aang is holding her necklace, the way she still looks skeptical of him in the first panel and he just has his knowing grin???? ugh i love them and i love this it is so so perfect<3

so so happy to have inspired such a talented artist to make such beautiful art!!

Day 8: free day! 🎏 kataang tangled AU (kataangled) I was inspired from the amazing ka tangled au fic by @quillthrillswriting drawing this <3 come read it here

@a2leep you win funniest response to this so far

i am very curious about this because i only remembered this is an option like yesterday so i have to ask

PSA for all my fanfic writers- CONSIDER USING NOTION AS AN ORGANIZATION SYSTEM FOR WRITING!!

it only just occurred to me that i could use notion to plan out my fanfic writing and just UGH LOOK AT THE BEAUTY!!^

i can put all my fics together and keep track of pairings & how complete they are!!!

AND give them all little covers!!!!

seriously you guys need to try this it is beyond satisfying🤭

the template i used to make this is linked here 🤍 enjoy!!!

there are lots of people who've wondered what the gaang as a whole would have been like if they'd been older when they went on their world-altering quest, but... what if just aang was older? what if he had been frozen in his iceberg at age 16, instead of age 12?

for starters, i'm sure it'd change the dynamic between him and katara. maybe she'd look at him differently more quickly, maybe we'd get a bit of a reverse crush? he'd be taller than sokka much earlier on, and when zuko found him, he'd be "just a teenager," not "just a child."

essentially, to recap. ATLA aang aged up AU fic. kataang. where she falls first, and he falls harder.

i present to you... excepts from "the teenager in the iceberg", my newest ao3 fic 🤍

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Shining blue eyes. Bright robes made up of strips of fabric coloured in shades of sunset they almost never saw down in the Southern tribes. 

The most beautiful boy she’d ever seen .

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“W-Will-” he struggled, the words so hoarse that it was as though he hadn’t used his voice in decades. He cleared his throat, eyes sparkling distractingly, grinning roguishly. “Will you go penguin sledding with me?”

Katara blanched, momentarily caught off guard. She looked back over at Sokka, who had been watching the exchange with narrowed eyes and a suspicious expression as he recrossed his arms over one another. 

“I- um-... yes?” she answered, hesitantly, just as Sokka’s voice overlapped hers, yelping the words “She absolutely will not!” Katara shot him a scathing glare as the boy rose to his feet, shaking the snow off of his cloak like a polar-bear dog. 

Sokka continued, his voice both indignant and commanding.“We don’t even know your name, Mr. Walking Ice Cube! What were you doing in there? Were you trying to mimic a snow-man and you got too carried away?” 

“And you aren’t dressed for the cold,” Katara added appraisingly, giving him a once-over. “You look-”

“Dashingly handsome?” The boy smoothly interjected, accompanied by a grin that felt like it was just for her.

“...Cold.”  she said flatly, hoping she wasn’t furiously blushing as she shot him with what she hoped came across as a scathing glare.

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Katara still wasn’t quite sure what to make of Aang. The Water Tribe boys had always been all flashy muscles, seal-jerky breath, and overconfidence, so Katara had never seen someone move, carry themself, the way Aang did.

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Katara had admittedly forgotten how much fun penguin sledding was. “Spirits, I haven’t done this since I was a kid!” she called to Aang as he raced past her, surprisingly skilled considering that he’d never even seen a penguin until half an hour before. 

“You still are a kid!” He called back over his shoulder. “A kid who’s losing this race, badly!”

Katara’s competitive streak reared its head, her eyes narrowing as Aang stuck out his tongue. She sat up slightly, no longer gripping the penguin’s fur as tightly. “You wish!” She shouted back the words as she raised her hands, breathing deeply. Her hands moved through the positions she had practised from the few bending scrolls the tribe still held on to, and before Aang knew it, the snow in front of Katara turned to ice, and she shot past him as his own ice trail suddenly became dry snow with too much friction to slide on. 

She made it to the bottom of the hill, beaming, breathing heavily. The wind had whipped her hair out of her bun, and she knew without checking that her hair must have looked like a lion-turtle’s mane. She watched as Aang made a show of drying himself off with a gust of wind that he then redirected at her, messing up her curls even more. 

“You’re a cheater !” Aang gasped, mockingly clutching imaginary pearls at his throat. “I demand a rematch.”

Katara strode past him, only turning her head to cast him a smug smirk. “Maybe you’re just not as good of a penguin sledder as you thought.”

“Oh, not so fast!” Aang grabbed her wrist, tugging her back towards him, and she internally questioned why the momentary brush of their skin made her heart flip. He tried to trip her, she tried to flip him, and they both ended up on their backs in the snow, giggling, cheeks and noses bright pink from the cold. 

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“Gran, I want you to meet Aang, he’s-”

“An airbender.” Her grandmother said the words with complete and utter awe. “The last airbender.”

Aang’s nose wrinkled in confusion, his head tilting and mouth opening to ask for clarification, but Gran’s next words stunned him and the rest of the room into silence. 

“The Avatar .”

Sokka and Katara’s jaws dropped, both pivoting to face Aang. Katara looked up at him, expecting to see shock and confusion, but she was met with sheepishness as Aang rubbed the back of his neck with his hand.

“You are .” Katara breathed. “Spirits, you’re the Avatar.”

♥ this (multichapter) fic is still in progress, but check out the first chapter here!->

i will never stop being so grateful that tumblr and ao3 exist because without them i never would’ve had a place to share my writing and i never would’ve known how many people would resonate with it 🤧 feeling overly emotional about it today for some reason but thank u so much to all the lovely people that engage w my work it is so flattering to me 😖😖😖

physically incapable of shutting up about any ship that is made up of two traumatized teens saving the world from impending doom and falling for one another in the process #sorrynotsorry 😎