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I feel like Kya had a good relationship with Toph. Like, maybe she'd always offer to be around as a kid to help out around the house after staying for a visit. She'd help out by making breakfast in the mornings for everyone or would help Lin not light the place on fire to let Toph get much needed rest. As she got older as a young teen maybe Kya sort of would spot little tells about injuries and would utter a word until alone with Toph to stubbornly try to help soothe aches.

I AGREE WHOLEHEARTEDLY. Toph would have really jived with Kya’s free spirit! I imagine Toph secretly hoped that Kya would rub off a little on Lin, too. 

Kya’s help would have been much-appreciated too, even if Toph would later remind her that it isn’t her job to help around the house.

Also, I kinda feel like Toph was one of Kya’s cheerleaders as she started entering her rebellious teen years. Like if Kya ever had a fight with Katara, Toph wouldn’t even ask, she’d just have the guest bed ready…just in case.

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the unexpected

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 Her blood boils – ripping through her viens and fighting against her. Lin can feel it, the earth under her knees and the metal on her arms, but, b u t suddenly she can’t and she knows what it means. It’s gone, he’s done it, and she falls to the ground. Her body doesn’t feel like hers as the dull burn eases out of her blood and into the air.

   Amon is a monster but there’s nothing she can do.

   . . .

   Lin couldn’t sleep after losing her bending. Her mind replayed the moments she lost her bending over and over and over again. The only reprieve Lin could get was when she was simply too exhausted to dream. Perhaps the only comfort was that she wasn’t the only one who’d lost it all to Amon. However, the more she thought about it, the less of a comfort it was.    Now they were living in Amon’s Republic City. Benders had been driven underground to avoid the Equalists and the persecution.  There were rumors of Korra and the airbender family, but Lin had yet to lay eyes on them. She knew that she needed to find them, to find wherever General Iroh and the others were. Her health aside, she was still chief of police, and she must do her job.    It was late at night when she’d taken her small bag and tossed it over her shoulder before slipping out of the shelter. It was easy enough to get around Republic City, so long as she avoided those who patrolled. She needed to find the other areas where benders were hiding. Although, she doubted that Korra and the others were there. Why would they stay in the city?

   Lin found the one that she was looking for, having heard rumors about it while in the other shelter. It was easy enough to enter. The moment they recognized her, they let her in. They didn’t ask about the status of her bending, and Lin didn’t provide any answers. She was sure that the paleness to her skin and the bags under her eyes answered enough.    No one who had their bending stolen looked lively afterwards.

   As she made her way through the shelter, Lin searched for a familiar face. She found one – however, it was the last person she expected to see in Republic City. It’d been years since she’d seen Kya, and yet the woman was here, in a city taken over by extremists who were nothing but dangerous. Lin approached, reaching forward and gently grasping her arm.

   “Kya?” Her voice was a bit raspy due to the lack of use over the past week. “Why are you here?”  

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    “𝓢o, what was it like to travel around the world? Did you     get to meet lots of people?” Opal asked, leaning in slightly     towards the waterbending master. Curious as to what she     had to say.

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southerntyphoon replied to your post “how do i not become bitter like you when i'm your age?”

I could drown them.... just saying

...... nah

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                                                “Kya?”

                    Aang called for his daughter as he searched                    around the temple for her hiding spot. She                    was little, and could fit in the tiniest crevice.

                   And he was the pushover who agreed to be ‘it’                    in a game of hide-and-seek. But how could he                    say no to his little girl? She had to be around,                    somewhere.

                   He paused, to listen for a little laugh or some-                    thing that might give away her hiding spot.

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"Are you sleepwalking again?"

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Aang hadn’t meant to wake her, but he couldn’t help but to smile at her question. After another moment of standing at her door, he came in her dark room and knelt beside her bed. She was so small, so beautiful — sometimes it was hard for him to believe she was his.

He smiled at his daughter, his hand stroking her hair      as she shook his head in answer to her question.

“No, Kya, I was just checking up on you. Sometimes I do that when your brothers and you go to sleep. It’s the only time I get to see you quiet,” he teased her, his smile turning into a goofy grin before he leaned in and kissed her forehead.

“Go back to sleep, love. I’ll see you in the morning.”

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southerntyphoon replied to your post:all the replies i owe are multi-para and im like...

Winter in general sucks tbh. -hugs-

that's no way to talk about the water tribe, niece

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Restless in Peace -- Closed

"I'm slow at getting up My hands and feet are weaker than before... A thousand silhouettes dancing on my chest No matter where I sleep, you are haunting me" ~ Silhouettes, Of Monsters and Men It was a comment made with the best of intentions, Karras was sure of this deep down. It wasn't that long ago she was bed ridden after all, shorter still since she was in her chair and some still suggested she was taxing herself too much on her forearm crutches. Still, she felt insulted by the well meaning meddling, but many frosty glares had silenced her fellow healers. Mostly. 'If you're this worn out after a few sessions, Karras, you should step back.' Karras knew better than to cause a scene when called out by the senior healer. Maintaing composure was respectful, but she was embarrassed. Gritting her teeth, she felt the dull echo of pain itch through her legs before turning into a searing burn. Shaking her head, Karras remembered her response. Her words were stern, calm yet menacing. Those words scraped at her with aching guilt. 'We're all tired and at our limit, okay? You're not much better off than me. We need all the hands we can get so my stay at the camp is irrelevant, got it?' It was a bold faced lie. They all knew it, but it was clear she had no intention of giving in. Away from the others, she found herself slumping heavily against a tree, eyes closed as she reached to push back her head scarf. Short dark brown hair, wet and curled stuck to her forehead. Exhaling, she reached for her smaller water skin. She took a sip, frowning as she looked at her right arm.  "None of you," she whispered, "were irrelevant."  southerntyphoon