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@puiruk​ asked:  slow dance -- x

SHE’D BEEN INVITED, OF COURSE. DESPITE ALL THAT HAD HAPPENED BETWEEN them and the fact he was marrying the woman he’d left her for, she’d still been invited to the wedding. Their families had been friends since childhood and though she could have done without feeling that obligation to attend, she had known this day would come eventually. Though that hardly meant she had to be happy about it, nor that she had to wipe that scowl off her face as she stood, drink in hand, on the outskirts as those others in attendance danced around her. 

Seeing Kya approach her, she inwardly sighed. It wasn’t that the woman’s presence was unwelcome, only that Lin didn’t want to hear any words of pity or anything of the sort from anyone. She’d already had to endure a few looks of pity from others who knew her and the groom’s history and she wasn’t eager to put up with any more of it. 

    after  losing  her  bending  ,  lin  left  the  city  in  her  lieutenant’s  capable hands  and  went  in  search of  kya  with  a  blind  hope  that  just  maybe  she’d  be  able  to  heal  this  fissure in  her  soul  ,  that  she  could  restore  lin’s  bending.  it  didn’t  take  her  long  to  track  down  the  waterbender’s  whereabouts ,  a  few  days  later  she  was  at  the  woman’s  door  ,  wearing a  dark  coat  and  knocking softly.  hoping  that  the  illuminated windows  and  soft  smell  of  candles  meant  that  the  healer  was  home.    ❛      ――   kya  ?        ❜ 

kya  teaching  lin  how  to  swim  and  not  be  afraid  of  water.     since  toph  was  so  afraid  of  it  ,  lin  never  learned  how.

kya  gently  touching  lin’s  scars.   idk  it  just  seems  so . . .   soft.

either  of  them  finding  someone  else  while  kya  isn’t  in  republic  city.  -  i  like  angst  what  can  i  say.

fighting  side  by  side   or   sparring  together.

getting  into  trouble  together  as  kids  at  their  parents’  functions.

she’d  broken  a  handful  of  ribs  on  her  left  side  the  week  before when  one  of  the  police vehicles  was  overturned by  a  member of  the  triads. it  left  her  bruised  and  sore  ,  but  not  enough  to  keep  her  from  working.   as  she  lands  in  front  of  kya  and  the  cables  begin  to  rewind into  their  holder on  her  back  ,  lin  rolls  her  eyes.    ʺ    oh  ,  calm  down.     ʺ    she’d  only  been  gone  for  a  few  hours  ,  checking in  with  her  force  and  assuring  that  things  were  running  smoothly. she  returned  home  a  few  hours  earlier than  usual  only  to  find  kya  ready  to  chastise her  for  leaving at  all.  ʺ    it’s  not  like  I  was  out  fighting  anybody ,  I  was  just  at  the  office.   I’m  not  FRAGILE you  know.    ʺ

@puiruk​ asked: “   i've  seen  a  lot  of  brave  things ,    but  what  you  did ?     that  was  maybe  the  bravest.    ”

LIN LOOKED DOWN AT HER HANDS, HER FEET, NOW USELESS FOR BENDING. A huge part of her, of her identity had been stripped and though it pained her beyond belief, if she had to, she’d make the same choice again. Metal bending, policing--all that would go on without her. Without Tenzin and his children, without those Airbenders, an entire culture would die out completely and all that Aang had done to rebuild his culture would have been erased. It was a loss she was willing to incur. 

@puiruk​ sent in:                                                                

‘ i’ve seen a ghost with my own eyes. ‘

𝟑, 𝟒, 𝟓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 | accepting | puiruk said: “ you need to heal first. ”

         “I - I’m fine.” The way his voice wobbles says other wise, the way the world around him wobbles says very much otherwise. He braces against the wall, hand throbbing as it presses against the wall, fresh burns and hard surfaces don’t go well together, do they?