#THERE'S ANOTHER STATUE IN THE SOUTHERN AIR TEMPLE

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For some reason all the conversation around the Netflix Avatar the Last Airbender thing has ignited my old-school, this-was-my-first-fandom, AtLA-as-it-was-coming-out feelings and I'm angrier about the Kyoshi retcon than I have been in a decade.

[akiizayoi4869]

One thing that I think doesn't get appreciated enough when it comes to Aang’s arc is how it began and how it ended. At the beginning of the show, Aang gets freed from the iceberg, gets told that he's the only airbender that has been seen in 100 years, and that his people were thought to be extinct. He, in the expected optimism of a 12 year old, does not believe this at all(and honestly, I can't blame him, that is a LOT to take in) and eagerly takes Katara and Sokka to his home, the Southern Air Temple. Eagerly showing them around, showing them the games he used to play with his friends, like air ball. He shows them the statue of Monk Gyatso, someone who he quite obviously looked up to and loved a lot. And the entire time, he's trying to tell himself that his people can't possibly be gone and that he can't be the last airbender left. Only for that way of thinking to come crashing down on him when he sees this:

Monk Gyatso's body surrounded by a bunch of firebenders. Now, he can no longer deny the truth: that the fire nation really did kill all of the airbenders in their search for him 100 years ago. He is the sole survivor of a horrific genocide. Aang has to come to grips with this, and for the rest of the show, we get reminders of this moment, specifically in the Northern Air Temple episode, where we see one of the 4 air temples remodeled, effectively erasing the culture of the inhabitants who once lived there. Fast forward to Sozin's Comet part 1, and everyone is telling Aang that he has to kill the firelord in order for the war to end. This is not only a tall order to ask of him since he's, you know, a 12 year old kid, it's also asking him to toss aside everything that he learned growing up. And if he did that, it would be like truly giving up the way of life of the air nomads and that the genocide succeeded in erasing them from existence. And since Aang was the sole survivor of that genocide and a reminder of what the world had lost, he quite obviously did not want to do that. In the end, he ends up finding another way to defeat Ozai without killing him. He ends the war without tossing aside his peoples beliefs. At the end of the show, what do we see him wearing? Air nomad robes reminiscent of what we saw Gyatso and the other air nomad monks wearing in flashbacks. He even has on a necklace that looked similar to the one Gyatso wore. I can not even begin to tell ya'll how happy that made me feel when I saw that.

Aang’s arc began with being told that he was the last airbender and that his whole culture had been lost to time, and it ended with Aang choosing his cultural beliefs over violence in order to end the war, effectively saying "No, my people aren't dead. My culture isn't lost. They both live on in me."

[mah-o-daryaa]

ATLA Headcanons: Nations Edition

Water Tribes:

Despite the might of the Fire Navy during the war, around 1000-500 BG (Before Genocide), the Water Tribes were known for producing the best sailors and navigators around the world.

The NWT (Northern Water Tribe) traditions greatly emphasized the Moon Spirit, Tui, whereas the SWT (Southern Water Tribe) traditions preferred the Ocean Spirit, La.

Water Tribesmen were known for being innovative, the greatest example being Sokka of the Southern Water Tribe, who invented modern airships and submarines. The first pair of sunglasses, for example, were invented by a Water Tribe immigrant in Republic City. It was an innovation from snow goggles, which were worn frequently in the NWT capital, Agna Qel'a, to prevent snow blindness, and later by Sokka and the Mechanist during the Black Sun invasion in 100 AG (After Genocide).

The people of the Water Tribes were known for migrating to various lands to sustain their population. The first great example was Northerners migrating to the South Pole, circa 4000 BG, followed by the Foggy Swamp, Yokoya (present-day Kyoshi Island), and even had a small Fire Nation diaspora (who were all exiled by Firelord Sozin and later Azulon during the Hundred Years War).

Similar to the stereotype of Fire Nationals being obsessed with honour, common Water Tribe stereotypes included being present-moment oriented (going with the flow), being family-oriented, laziness and never being on time, and (unfortunately) living a hedonistic lifestyle, such as alcoholism and doing the "thing". It didn't help that actual examples existed in the form of Avatar Kuruk.

Earth Kingdom:

The Earth Kingdom was often mistaken for a group of nations rather than a single nation. It didn't help that the various provinces were very dissimilar to one another in language, architecture, customs, and (in the case of Omashu) governmental affairs.

The Earth Kingdom consisted of various diasporas from the other nations, including (but not limited to) Fire Nation colonists in the FN colonies (and later the United Republic of Nations), the Northern Air Temple and surrounding locations, and the aformentioned Water Tribe immigrants in the southeastern Earth Kingdom, the most prominent being the Foggy Swamp tribe, Kyoshi Island, and even the Si Wong Desert.

Common stereotypes for the Earth Kingdom as a whole were rare due to the sheer size and diversity of the nation. For individual nations, Ba Sing Se was seen as complacent and corrupt, Gaoling was opulent but arrogant, whereas Omashu was basically that weird kid nobody wanted to associate with. The sandbenders were seen as rogue criminals, and the swampbenders were mistaken for polar waterbenders.

Related to the above, diaspora groups were given common stereotypes related to their homeland; for example, Kyoshi Islanders were mistaken for Water Tribesmen, the Fire Nation colonists were stereotyped similarly to their countrymen back home, etc.

The Earth Kingdom had a long history of stonework and masonry due to the power of earthbenders. The Northern Air Temple, for example, was built mostly by earthbenders, and stone and marble statues were often built as gifts to foreign diplomats and the crowning of royalty in other nations.

Fire Nation:

The Fire Nation was known for its traditional dances for hundreds of years before dancing was forbidden by Firelord Sozin during the Hundred Year War. During the modern era, the greatest dancers were notably from the Fire Nation, relearning their pre-war culture.

The Fire Nation were also known for glassmaking and metalwork due to their control over fire. These were often sent as gifts or means of trade.

During Firelord Zuko's rule, efforts were made to preserve pre-war Fire Nation traditions including singing, dancing, and dragons.

Pre-centralized Fire Nation had many regional dialects that varied by clan; some examples include the Keohso, the Saowon speaking the Ma'inka dialect, and the Sei'naka speaking the Southern dialect of FN language. Later on, the dialect spoken in the FN capital city was made the official language of the Fire Nation.

Similarly to the Water Tribes, the Fire Nation was known for being innovative and technologically advanced, to the point where Fn engineers were often brought to other nations to improve infrastructure. After the Hundred Years War came to an end, Sokka worked with several such engineers to invent new technology introduced in Republic City.

Air Nomads:

Each Air Temple has its own regional dialect with loanwords from their closest nation. Avatar Yangchen, for example, spoke with the Western dialect, with loanwords from the Fire Nation syntax, whereas Avatar Aang spoke the Southern dialect, with loanwards from the Southern Water Tribe. The Northern and Eastern dialects included Earth Kingdom syntax.

The Air Nomads were known for their traditional songs. Before the war, Air Nomad singers and Fire Nation dancers and musicians often travelled together to performances around the world.

The notion that all Air Nomads were airbenders was actually Fire Nation propaganda. However, Air Nomads who were born airbenders were sent to the Air Temples to train under the monks and nuns while nonbenders were left with other families, hence the misconception.

Every year, male Air Nomads from the Northern and Southern Air Temples travel to the Eastern and Western Air Temples to meet female Air Nomads there. Yes, that's how Air Nomads are born.

Similar to the Water Tribes, the Air Nomads often travelled around various nations, forming diasporas around the world, most commonly in the Earth Kingdom. People forgot about that because of (again) Fire Nation propaganda.

Miscellaneous:

Each Avatar wears an item of clothing that separates him or her from their fellow countrymen (technically canon). Kuruk has his polar bear-dog headress, Kyoshi is pretty self-explanatory, Roku has Sozin's headpiece, Aang immediately stands out too as an Air Nomad, and Korra has a pretty recognizable physicality.

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Head cannon :-

Every year on Korra's birthday, (and the death day of Aang), Katara will withdraw herself from the village wide celebrations and go and sit in the Avatar temple in the southern water tribe and just sit with Aang's statue.

Upset that her best friend never wants to celebrate her birthday with her, Korra asks her mother what she's done wrong.

Sympathetically Senna explains how the day is bitter sweet for the 12 year old's elderly water bending master.

So, the following year, Korra skips her own party to follow Katara to the temple.

The newly turned teenager doesn't say anything as she lays out a traditional air nomad picnic on the blanket infront of her.

She then lights the candles on the base of Aang's statue with her fire bending and sits back, softly saying an ancient Avatar prayer, asking for Aang to come forth.

- By the grace of Raava, her prayer is answered. -

Until the sun sets, Katara laughs, eats and drinks with the love of her life. She never thought she would get another chance to say "I love you sweetie" or for Aang to reply with, "I love you more".

As the time comes for the couple to say goodbye, Aang whispers, "it's true what they say you know. Some loves really do last longer than one lifetime".

Before he fades, to be replaced with a relaxed looking Korra. And for a brief moment, when she opens her eyes, Katara sees a flash of Aang's eyes twinkling back at her.

The two never discussed what happened that day, but from then on Katara makes sure to be present in everyday of Korra's life, because everytime the girl laughs, or looks at her with twinkly mischievous eyes, she is reminded that an Avatar's love really does last longer than one lifetime.

[oneatlatime]

Any predictions for season 3, or are you planning to dive straight in?

You're not the first person who's mentioned s3 predictions, so I'll give it a shot, but I'm really not sure if I have anything to use to make predictions. S2 ended in a very final, end of arc kind of way. Lots of things have been tied up. I don't even know where they're all flying off to. Back to the Southern Water Tribe, since the Earth Kingdom's a bit of a bust? The Fire Nation's out of the question, the Northern Water Tribe probably has mixed feelings about seeing them again, maybe the Eastern Air Temple? Although even that might not be safe, since Aang's travel plans to said temple to meet the Guru were known by various Earth Kingdom generals. And that stupid King.

I think the Fire Nation contingent are going back to the Fire Nation, and I am looking forward to a Zuko with eyes at least somewhat open interacting with FN citizens/nobles/military etc. who are still completely drinking the kool aid. I think it's going to suck for Zuko. Should make for good TV though. Lots of conversations where both people are saying entirely different things while thinking they're talking about the same thing.

I said it before, but I'm worried for Iroh. He's for sure arrested, but is he going to be executed? Obviously I don't want that, but unless Iroh still has enormous popular support, and the Firelord's grasp on power is incredibly shaky, I don't see how permanently eliminating a traitor (from a FN perspective) can be avoided. Then again. Kids' show.

As for the Gaang? In broad strokes, Aang still needs to learn firebending to fully Avatar himself, then he needs to defeat the Fire Lord (who is quite the homebody apparently - seriously, where is this guy?). So next season Aang will shake off his lightning hangover, find a firebending teacher, defeat the firelord. He'll probably have to commute to the Fire Nation to find the Fire Lord first. No idea what he'll do in between those things. Perhaps inadvisable shenanigans? That would be in character. His biggest story arc all series has been learning to accept his status as Avatar, but between his talks with the Guru and opening his last Chakra in the finale, I think he's done it. So all that's left is the main plot and goofiness.

Katara has the same problem she had going into S2 - she's mastered waterbending, so she needs a new conflict/arc. S2 answered this demand by... having her hang around? What did Katara do this season? Bend a bunch, set up camps, tear down camps, wreck Jet, support Aang, be nice to Toph that one time, yell at people. I hope she gets something meatier in S3. I still think she should meet some good FN citizens that challenge her morals.

Sokka was also kind of just there this season, although if I'm being mean I'll say that he was also kind of just there for S1 too, which is why it doesn't feel as odd as Katara's lack of purpose. I loved his stuff with Suki. Suki is officially the glow up of the season. I loved their interactions together, and I love the growth she poked him into doing. I'd like to see more of that. So less a prediction and more of a hope: S3 Sokka develops the ability to rely on/trust others (or maybe realises others can be relied upon/trusted is more accurate), hopefully with Suki somehow involved. And I loved his dad too. I want to see more of that guy, but since a cardinal rule of kids' stories is getting rid of the authority figures asap, it won't happen.

Toph. Honestly I'm stumped. She already broke the universe. Where can she go from there? Unless she's going to devolve into an antagonist, which I absolutely don't want, I don't see how she can top her S2 plot. And Aang's got earthbending down, so I guess she'll be like Katara was this season: tagging along. Not that I'm complaining; I love me some Toph in any form. We have seen that she wants to make peace with her parents, sort of, probably? Or at least give them another shot? But I kind of don't want her within 100 miles of her parents. So I don't know.

Appa & Momo will hopefully be tagalongs in S3 too. I learned my lesson this season about wanting the animals to have character arcs.

I guess the antagonist in S3 will be the Fire Lord, finally. Who else is left? Zhao tried, he died. Azula tried, she won. Unless S3 has an Azula rematch. But would she want that? She's already proven that she won. She can go home and enjoy the spoils of her victory (which may or may not include Zuko - I'm kind of unclear on exactly how much agency Zuko is going to have in the FN, especially since I'm not actually sure that he has permission to be there as a free man - didn't the arrest warrant Azula was executing in episode 1 list both Zuko and Iroh?)

There's nothing left for the Gaang in Ba Sing Se, so I doubt they'll go back there. Frankly it's the FN characters who have roots there. I wonder what will happen to Iroh's tea shop? I wonder if his investors will find out who he is? I wonder if money talks louder than national loyalty? (It's the Earth Kingdom - the answer is yes) Wouldn't it be funny if Iroh busted out of imprisonment and went right back to serving tea? And everyone sent to find him would be thinking "this is the famed tactician the Dragon of the West - he's probably travelling the FN plotting a coup as we speak. That devilish mind of his must have safe houses set up all over the nation." When actually he's right back where he got caught, doing exactly what he was doing when he got caught, to great and not-very-quiet acclaim?

I think S3 might have an overall darker tone too, within the bounds of a kids' show. I don't know what place Ba Sing Se occupied in the mind of the average person in the Avatar universe (although refugees seemed to revere it), but the city's fall to the FN represents a very big FN victory. The Gaang will probably be the most underdoglike in S3. S1 was mostly stalemate, then a big FN defeat. S2 was opened with the FN taking Omashu and closed with them taking Ba Sing Se. The FN have never been in a better position, and I bet the NWT is safe from further invasion only until the FN have built their fleet back up. So even the few free areas could have an expiry date on their freedom.

This is rapidly devolving into rambles, so I'll conclude by saying I have no clue what's going to happen next season, and that's exciting.

[nyamadermont]

Day 19: Infinity + Blood Trail

For @orangepanic ‘s whumptloktober!

Asami pulled at the closure of her parka unhappily. The hand warmers inside her gloves were beginning to fade, and she knew it would be time to go back inside shortly.

But the Water Sages were insistent that she come with them, out to the ice floes. She had tired early in the day of trying to find the right word to describe their anxious attentiveness. Having the Avatar’s Love (a title she cherished and hated at the same time) accept their invitation had clearly surprised them. Her professional assistant had explained how well he had been treated when he arrived a week early to lay in the preparations.

The quiet reverence they received her with told her they had listened when her assistant had spoken. She was not to be welcomed with ceremony or publicity. As far as possible, her arrival should be quiet to the point of secrecy.

Asami took another look around the ice, mindful of how much had happened in this isolated part of the world over the past century or so. Aang’s re-emergence, Korra’s birth and death. This was a place clearly tied to the Avatar Cycle.

She sighed, knowing that the fifteenth birthday of the newest Avatar was a special day, and that the boy deserved to be treated with care and respect. He only had one more year before he would be presented to the world.

She sighed, thinking how much had changed just since Korra had died - never mind since Korra had been born. The lonely feeling in her bones, missing Korra and Mako and all the others had only been touched by meeting Korra’s new life.

How must Katara have felt, outlasting all of her friends, to be the last of her generation. The last witness to Aang’s life, watching the world pass from war to peace, living to see both the renewal of the Air Nation and the flight of non-benders.

Their son squeezed her arm, drawing her attention to her assistant, who had emerged from inside the Southern Water Temple.

“They are ready for you, Mrs. Sato.”

Their daughter came up on her other side, and together they followed her assistant inside.

A young sage led them up to a blank expanse of crystalline ice that seemed to sparkle from lights she couldn’t identify.

He was joined by a cadre of other sages, and with their bending, they opened the way forward.

“Honorable Mrs. Sato, Beloved of Korra, thank you for consenting to travel here to see what we have done. We know it is a hardship for you, and you bless us by your presence.”

They proceeded to enter a large chamber that had been excavated under the original Water Temple, clearly modeled on the Avatar’s Chamber at the Southern Air Temple, not so far away.

In the center of the room stood a statue of Korra, clearly in the prime of her life, probably about ten years before her death.

It was everything she could do to keep from crying on the spot. Both of their children took a breath and clung to her more tightly.

“You are the first outside our order to see this chamber. Even the White Lotus has been barred; they have no place here.” The young sage sounded so proud of himself. “We studied the statue chamber at the Southern Air Temple extensively.” He gestured to the spiral in the floor that led around the chamber, climbing along a spiraling ramp.

“When the new Avatar reveals themself by entering the Avatar State for the first time, their likeness will be molded from this eternal ice, and it will take its place beside that of Avatar Korra’s. Their successors in the Age of Korra will then take their places here, in an unbroken line, connecting each new Avatar to their past lives. Future Avatars will be able to come and walk the Spirit Trail to contact and consult those past lives.”

Her children pulled closer, and she felt them grab each other’s arms behind her back.

She knew they, like her, could only see the trail of blood and sacrifice this place represented, stretching into the infinite darkness of the future.

[flameohotwife]

Here’s something I’d love to see you write:

Aang & Katara taking their child/children to the southern air temple so they can learn more about that side of their heritage.

Old Halls, New Life (rated G)

The air was eerily still as they climbed down off of Appa, setting foot on the stone balcony of the Southern Air Temple for the first time since the war. Katara hardly dared to breathe, lest she disturb the quiet. Aang’s face was unreadable. He stood still as the statue of Gyatso that she knew was just out of sight, staring blankly ahead. Katara bent the sweat off her palms and wondered if he was trying to mentally prepare himself for the carnage that was still to come. She wasn’t sure either of them would ever be ready. 

A lifetime later, Aang finally turned his face to her, and her heart broke at the sadness and guilt that were heavy in his eyes. He offered a small smile and held his hand out to her. She took it, walking towards the front door of the temple, hoping he couldn’t feel her own nerves. He had put off his own healing for so long, for the sake of healing the whole world. He needed her to be the strong one, right now.

The moment seemed too heavy for words, so she squeezed his hand as they approached Gyatso’s statue. He returned the squeeze just before releasing her hand to bow to his old master. Katara mirrored his action, offering her own respects to the man who had been Aang’s biggest support in his old life. When he moved forward to airbend the lock and pushed open the heavy wooden door, it looked just like it had the last time they were there. 

Katara had always felt a sense of awe at the Avatar, but now, knowing Aang the way she did, having spent the better part of a year fighting a war alongside him and another year trying to restore peace… Now the Hall of Avatars hit her even harder. Each of these men and women had had a life. They had loved, and been loved. They had fought battles and kept the balance of the world, but they had also been human and felt the full depth of that human experience. They had laughed and felt loss and suffered illness… 

Thinking of Aang’s statue in this very hall—sometime hopefully long, long in the future—she wondered what future generations would say about him. She wondered who had loved and lost these Avatars of old. How they had reconciled the Avatar’s humanity and their Spiritual duty. 

After a moment of respect, and, Katara suspected, seeking wisdom from his past lives, Aang led Katara through the curtains he had found Gyatso’s body behind the first time they were there. She struggled not to gasp at the number of Fire Nation skeletons that littered the ground around Gyatso, shocking red armor still firmly in place, and she squeezed Aang’s hand again to remind him that he wasn’t alone. No matter how hard the task that lay ahead of them, she was always and forever by his side.

She saw Aang press his eyes shut. He squeezed her hand back in thanks, but tears still leaked down his cheeks and his chin was trembling. A year or two ago, she might have feared him slipping into the Avatar State, but now she just pulled him into a hug and they fell to their knees on the ground together.

“I miss them,” Aang croaked out some time later, once the wracking sobs subsided. “I miss them so much.”

Katara rubbed his back and kissed the tip of the arrow on his head, completely lost for words. What could she even say? She knew how deep the pain of missing her mother was, and she was just one person. Aang had lost everyone and everything.

“Thank you for coming here with me,” he mumbled into her shoulder. “I don’t know if I could have done this alone. The temple is so full of memories.”

“Share them with me?” she asked, hesitant but hopeful. Aang had shared many things about his people, but they were all more general ideals, histories, ceremonies, and occasional anecdotes. He didn’t often share his personal memories. It was like talking about them would force him to remember. That they had been real—that they had lived and that they had died horrible, unfair deaths.

But this time, Aang did share. Over the next days and weeks as he and Katara cleaned the temple to prepare it for the Acolytes, he shared many memories. When they carefully removed the skeletons near the airball court, he told Katara about a particularly competitive game of airball which had caused multiple injuries to him and his friends. When they cleaned the kitchens, he told her about the time he and his friends had stolen a bunch of fruit pies and hid them in the elder monk’s beds, earning them all extra chores for a month. When they scrubbed ash stains out of the classrooms, he told her how hard it had been to be the youngest in his levels; how he missed his friends when they’d advanced him over and over again. 

As they carried skeleton after skeleton out of the tallest towers, he told her how bittersweet his tattoo ceremony had been. How excited he was to see his parents and his friends from the other temples and how proud he had been, but also how different he felt and how it was the beginning of him being ostracized from his friends. How much weight he already felt on his shoulders after that ceremony. How much heavier it had gotten since.

Aang shared his memories, and it brought so much life back to these empty halls. Katara smiled every time she walked into the kitchen now, picturing a small gaggle of seven-year-old boys sneaking out with their arms full of pie when the bakers weren’t looking. 

“I know they’d be proud of you,” she said one morning while she was cooking breakfast. Aang had been silently chopping up moonpeaches beside her to make a pie of his own, still trying to perfect the “gooey center” Gyatso was always so good at. He looked up at her, startled, and almost dropped the knife. 

“I know I’ve told you before,” she went on, “but the way you were able to end the war without taking Ozai’s life, and the way you’ve been bringing peace to all the nations over the years since the war ended… sharing your culture with the Air Acolytes and helping the world restore balance… I just know they would be so proud of you.”

Aang smiled sadly.

“I know you’ll always miss them too, but… they’re not gone. They live on in your stories. In this place. In the mischief you and Toph and Sokka get into all the time…” Aang looked affronted and she shoved his shoulder playfully. “Yes, I know you’re not just ‘going to the market’ when the three of you are gone for hours and only come home with a handful of vegetables and some mysterious sacks that clank.”

Aang full-on laughed then, possibly his first real laugh since they had arrived at the temple. He set the knife down and hid his face sheepishly behind his hands, leaning on his elbows on the counter.

“And one day,” Katara continued, blushing vibrantly, “they’ll live on in the next generation. In our kids. In the lessons you’ll teach them and the trouble you’ll get into together and the values you instill. Your people aren’t gone forever, Aang. I promise you that.”

Aang’s head snapped up to look at her so fast, and his face was filled with so many different emotions, but before she could truly look at him and figure out what he was thinking, he surged forward and kissed her.

Kissing Aang had always been one of her favorite things to do, but she had held back from kissing him on this trip, unsure of whether he wanted that sort of intimacy during such a difficult time. She had offered many kisses to his head or his cheek, and innumerable hugs where she had clung to him, and he to her, but hadn’t kissed his lips since before they left Cranefish Town.

Now, though, as his lips moved fervently against hers, it seemed obvious that this was exactly what he needed, and she melted into him. He wove his hands into her hair—it always made her smile that he seemed to love her hair so much when he had none—and she clung to his back, eliciting a happy sigh from him.

The smell of their breakfast beginning to burn to the bottom of the pot startled them away from each other. Katara nervously tucked her hair back behind her ears as she stirred the rice mixture, but she could feel Aang still staring at her. When she scooped their breakfast into bowls and offered one to him, he was grinning besottedly. She couldn’t help but smile back.

“Thank you, Katara,” he said, pecking her on the cheek. “Thank you for helping me keep my people alive, and for reminding me that they never really left. I know their love lives on, but now their memory will, too, every time I tell their story.”

“I love you, Aang,” she said. “I hope that wasn’t too much… I just…” 

“It was perfect,” Aang interrupted, placing a warm hand on hers and smiling. “It was exactly what I needed to hear.”

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So, this turned out to be a doozy. What you see here is just the first of four ficlets which I combined into one fic, because I couldn't help myself. And this doesn't even cover what you actually asked for yet haha, but the rest will :) It's too long for tumblr so you can read the whole thing on ao3. I didn't do as much research as I probably should have for this, but there's a lot packed in here. I hope you enjoy the parenting segments, friend!

[pyjamacryptid]

I don’t know why - when I’m reading a book or watching media - my brain focuses on a random detail and expands it until I’m wondering about it’s entire history, but I do this. A lot. And I’m watching avatar again and I’m paused on 1x03 because I’m thinking far too seriously about the history behind the avatar statues.

Did they pass around a portrait of the late avatar to each of the temples? Not just the air temples, I’m including places like High Temple where the fire sages are and so on, in every nation. Who made Roku’s statue, the one in the southern air temple? Did they know him, personally, when he learned there? What about the older statues, the ones eroded or crumbled with age? Did they have another residence before this one (and I mean the SUPER ancient ones).

Ok I have too many questions to keep up with my own brain and jot them down. And I really should press play sometime soon. My dinner is going cold akdjks

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Vote on the second half of the season here!

The top 8 episodes from each season will move on to the next round.

Episode descriptions are under the cut.

Rebel Spirit

Six months after the defeat of Amon and the Equalists, Korra believes she has mastered airbending, Mako works as a policeman, Bolin fares poorly in pro-bending with the new "Fire Ferrets", and Asami tries to keep Future Industries intact. Team Avatar joins Tenzin and his family in a visit to the Southern Water Tribe for the winter solstice. The festivities are disrupted by the rampage of a dark spirit, which neither Korra nor Tenzin can calm or repel. Unalaq, Korra's uncle and the chief of the Norther Water Tribe ultimately assuages the spirit's anger with a "spiritual" form of waterbending. Despite the misgivings of her father, who has a strained relationship with his brother, Korra apprentices herself to Unalaq to continue her spiritual development, rebuffing previous mentor Tenzin in the process.

The Southern Lights

Korra and company journey with Unalaq and his children Desna and Eska to the South Pole, where Korra is to attempt to return the long-absent Southern Lights, at Unalaq's urging. When Korra learns that her father was once banished from the Northern Water Tribe for causing a spirit rampage, and that he and Tenzin were responsible for her seclusion in her youth, she insists on Tonraq returning home, and tensions begin to grow between herself and Tenzin. At the South Pole, Korra succeeds in returning the southern lights by opening a blocked "spirit portal" one of two gateways which allows access to the spirit world and regulates the flow of spiritual energy between the two worlds. Returning from the pole, Korra's party discover that Northern Water Tribe have come to occupy the south at Unalaq's direction, to initiate a "reunification" of the two tribes. At the Southern Air Temple, Jinora is strongly drawn to the statues of the past avatars, particular that of her grandfather Aang and an unidentified carving of another ancient Avatar.

Civil Wars, Part 1

As the Southerners resist Northern occupation, Unalaq offers to protect the southern portal while Korra opens its northern counterpart, claiming that this will deepen the connection between humanity and the spirits and prevent further dark spirit attacks. Eccentric Southern Tribe inventor and entrepreneur Varrick, whose business suffers from Unalaq's blockade, begins a revolt. Korra prevents an abduction of Unalaq by Southern rebels. As she tries to reconcile with her mother, Senna, and Tonraq, Unalaq appears to arrest them for conspiring to assassinate him. At the Southern Air Temple, Ikki disappears and Tenzin, Kya, and Bumi search for her while recalling their childhood with their late father, Avatar Aang.

Civil Wars, Part 2

After her father is sentenced to life in prison for conspiring to assassinate Unalaq, Korra discovers that Unalaq staged the trial, as well as Tonraq's much earlier banishment from the Northern Tribe, where Tonraq had been expected to succeed as chief. With the help of her friends and Varrick, Korra frees Tonraq and other condemned rebels from prison, and extracts Bolin from an impending forced marriage to Eska. She promises to seek the United Republic's support for the Southern rebellion. At the Southern Air Temple, Ikki and Tenzin each reconcile with their siblings.

Peacekeepers

In Republic City, tensions between Southern and Northern Water Tribe people rise as a Southern Water Tribe cultural center is bombed. Mako, back in the police force, tries to track down the culprits while Varrick produces anti-Northern propaganda "movers" starring Bolin. Korra fails to persuade President Raiko to send troops in support of the Southern rebellion. A conflicted Mako reveals Korra's plan to suborn General Iroh to commit the United Forces to the war to Raiko. Korra sets off on a sea voyage to the Fire Nation to seek the Fire Lord's support, but is pursued by Eska and Desna, and eventually swallowed by a gargantuan dark spirit.

The Sting

Mako and Asami investigate the theft of a shipment of Future Industries mecha-tanks bound for the Southern rebels, and enlist the Triple Threat Triads for a sting operation. They are double-crossed and find Asami's warehouses looted. In desperation, Asami sells a controlling share of Future Industries to Varrick before Mako identifies him as the instigator of the various bombings and thefts, though he lacks the evidence to convince his superiors. An amnesiac Korra washes ashore on a Fire Nation island.

Beginnings, Part 1

While being healed by the Fire Sages, Korra explores her past lives and experiences the journey of Wan, the first Avatar, who lived 10,000 years previous. At this time, humans lived on the shells of the giant lion turtles to protect themselves from the spirit wilds and other dangers from the spirit world that freely roam the physical world. Wan and his friends live in poverty and hunger, under the nepotistic family that rules his city. As a form of protection, the lion turtles grant the power to bend elements for a limited time when humans venture into the wilds. After Wan violates the prohibition against bringing his bending into the city in order to steal food for his friends, he is banished from the city, but allowed to keep his firebending. He manages to survive by befriending the spirits in the forest, but two years later, he sets out on a journey of exploration, where he eventually encounters two powerful spirits battling each other. One of the spirits asks Wan for assistance, when he is held down by the other, and Wan separates the two. While the spirit escapes, the other spirit, Raava, explains that she is the spirit of light and peace, and that the spirit Wan had inadvertently freed is Vaatu, the spirit of darkness and war; Wan has inadvertently initiated an age of darkness for the world.

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Intertwined Destinies

Chapter 6

Fandom: Avatar the Last Air Bender

Summary: Music night washes over Iroh. The crew’s attention  on each other means no one notices  their allegedly ill prince slipping over the side of the Wani and onto the dock.

Zuko, as The Blue Spirit, is leaving to meet another White Lotus Bud agent to exchange information on the Earth Armies for similar details on Fire Nation troops.

The White Lotus Buds are more successful than Iroh expected. Sometimes he thinks the war would end in days if they left the operatives in charge.

The White Lotus Buds were inspired by Zuko himself. It wasn't difficult to connect The Blue Spirit’s earlier escapades with Zuko. Not once one realized there were connections to make.

Iroh does not know when the sneaking began, though he has his suspicions. Ten year old princes don’t go missing for days on end easily. And there's the  ambiguity surrounding  Azulon’s death and Ursa’s sudden flight. When it started doesn’t truly matter when Zuko will not speak of it.

Shaking off his wandering curiosity, Iroh lets himself be drawn into the singing of an old sea shanty. It helps keep an old man awake, which he will need if he wants to be alert for his nephew’s return later that night.

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Referenced child abuse,   Graphic Depictions of Violence, Strong Language  

Characters:   Zuko, Katara, Blue Spirit, Painted Lady, Sokka, Aang, Toph, Suki, Iroh, Kanna, Bumi, Ty Lee, Azula, Jet, Paku, Haru, Tyro, The Boulder, Smeller Bee, Jeong Jeong, Teo, Yue, Yugoda, The Wani Crew, Hei Bai, Arnook, Lieutenant Jee, Other Cast, Original Characters, Zhao  

Pairings: Zutara, Sukka, Taang, Tyzula

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Sokka hadn’t realized that stopping by the Southern Air Temple would be quite so draining. But what else could he call the events of the day?

A non-bending Water Tribesman playing a century dead bending sport from an unknown culture against the Avatar himself? An untrained warrior trying to hide the remains of a genocide away from a far too observant young man searching for answers?

Not to mention Sokka was starving after Aang used all their meat for fuel. The others had even refused to let him hunt the stupid lemur in the creepy statue room!

And now, this.

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Exploring Egypt: A Traveler's Guide

Egypt is a land of ancient wonders, captivating landscapes, and vibrant culture. From the iconic pyramids to the bustling markets, Egypt offers a unique experience for every traveler. In this comprehensive guide, we'll explore the many facets of Egypt for travel, highlighting must-see attractions, practical tips, and recommendations to make your Egypt trip unforgettable.

Why Egypt for Travel?

Egypt is a destination that has been attracting travelers for centuries. Its allure lies not only in its ancient history but also in the diversity of experiences it offers. Whether you're interested in exploring ancient civilizations, relaxing by the Red Sea, or experiencing the lively atmosphere of Cairo, Egypt has something for everyone.

One of the main reasons to choose Egypt for travel is the sheer number of iconic historical sites. From the Great Pyramids of Giza to the temples of Luxor, Egypt is home to some of the world's most famous monuments. For history enthusiasts, a trip to Egypt is like stepping into a time machine, transporting you back to the days of pharaohs and emperors.

Moreover, Egypt's natural beauty is often overlooked. The country boasts stunning deserts, lush oases, and picturesque coastlines along the Mediterranean and Red Sea. These landscapes offer a contrast to the ancient ruins and provide opportunities for outdoor adventures such as diving, snorkeling, and desert safaris.

Best Time for Egypt Trips

When planning Egypt trips, timing is crucial to ensure a comfortable and enjoyable experience. Egypt has a desert climate, meaning it can get extremely hot during the summer months, particularly from June to August. If you want to avoid the intense heat, the best time to visit is during the cooler months from October to April. During this period, temperatures are more moderate, making it ideal for sightseeing and outdoor activities.

The shoulder seasons of spring (March to May) and autumn (September to November) are also excellent times to visit, as the weather is pleasant, and tourist crowds are smaller compared to the peak season.

Must-See Attractions in Egypt

No Egypt trip is complete without visiting some of the country's most iconic landmarks. Here are a few must-see attractions:

The Pyramids of Giza

The Pyramids of Giza, located just outside Cairo, are Egypt's most famous and enduring symbols. These ancient structures, including the Great Pyramid of Khufu, are among the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World and continue to fascinate travelers from around the globe. Visitors can explore the pyramids, walk around the Great Sphinx, and even venture inside some of the pyramids to see ancient burial chambers.

The Temples of Luxor and Karnak

Luxor, often referred to as the "world's greatest open-air museum," is home to some of Egypt's most impressive temples and monuments. The Temple of Karnak, a vast complex of temples, chapels, and obelisks, is a highlight of any visit to Luxor. The Luxor Temple, located on the banks of the Nile, is another architectural marvel worth exploring. Don't miss the stunning light and sound shows held at these temples, which bring the ancient history to life.

The Valley of the Kings

Located on the west bank of the Nile near Luxor, the Valley of the Kings is the final resting place of many pharaohs, including the famous Tutankhamun. Visitors can explore the intricately decorated tombs, some of which are adorned with vivid paintings depicting scenes from the afterlife. The discovery of Tutankhamun's tomb in 1922 by Howard Carter remains one of the most significant archaeological finds of the 20th century.

Abu Simbel

Abu Simbel is a majestic temple complex located in southern Egypt, near the border with Sudan. The temples were built by Pharaoh Ramses II and are known for their colossal statues of the king and intricate carvings. The temples were relocated in the 1960s to save them from flooding during the construction of the Aswan High Dam. Today, visitors can marvel at the grandeur of these ancient structures and learn about the incredible engineering feat that preserved them.

The Egyptian Museum

For history buffs, the Egyptian Museum in Cairo is a must-visit destination. The museum houses an extensive collection of artifacts from ancient Egypt, including the treasures of Tutankhamun's tomb, mummies, and countless statues, jewelry, and relics. A new Grand Egyptian Museum is set to open near the Pyramids of Giza, offering an even larger and more modern space to showcase Egypt's rich history.

The Red Sea and Sinai Peninsula

While Egypt is primarily known for its ancient monuments, its coastal regions offer a completely different experience. The Red Sea coast is a haven for water sports enthusiasts, particularly divers and snorkelers. The vibrant coral reefs and abundant marine life make the Red Sea one of the top diving destinations in the world. Popular resort towns such as Sharm El Sheikh and Hurghada provide excellent access to these underwater wonders, as well as opportunities for relaxation on sandy beaches.

The Sinai Peninsula, with its rugged mountains and desert landscapes, is also worth exploring. Mount Sinai, where Moses is said to have received the Ten Commandments, is a popular pilgrimage site and offers stunning views for those who hike to the summit.

Cultural Experiences in Egypt

Beyond the historical and natural attractions, Egypt offers a wealth of cultural experiences that allow travelers to immerse themselves in the local way of life.

Cairo's Markets and Bazaars

A trip to Cairo isn't complete without visiting its bustling markets, known as souks or bazaars. The Khan El Khalili market in Islamic Cairo is one of the most famous, offering everything from handmade crafts and jewelry to spices and textiles. Strolling through the narrow alleyways, you'll encounter friendly vendors, the smell of exotic spices, and the vibrant energy of Cairo's street life.

Traditional Egyptian Cuisine

Food is an integral part of the Egyptian travel experience, and trying local dishes should be on every traveler's list. Egyptian cuisine is flavorful and diverse, with influences from Mediterranean, Middle Eastern, and African culinary traditions. Some must-try dishes include koshari (a mix of rice, lentils, and pasta topped with a tomato sauce), ful medames (slow-cooked fava beans), and molokhia (a green soup made from jute leaves). Don't forget to sample the local street food, such as falafel and shawarma, for an authentic taste of Egypt.

Nile River Cruises

The Nile River has been the lifeblood of Egypt for millennia, and taking a cruise along this historic waterway is a relaxing and scenic way to explore the country. Many Nile cruises operate between Luxor and Aswan, offering travelers the chance to visit temples and monuments along the way. These cruises provide a unique perspective on Egypt's ancient history, with views of traditional villages, palm-lined banks, and the vast desert stretching beyond.

Festivals and Events

Egypt hosts a variety of festivals and cultural events throughout the year, giving visitors the opportunity to experience the country's vibrant traditions. The Abu Simbel Sun Festival, held twice a year in February and October, is one of the most unique events. During the festival, sunlight illuminates the inner sanctum of the temple at Abu Simbel, casting a beam of light on the statues of the gods. Other popular festivals include the Cairo International Film Festival and Ramadan celebrations, where the streets come alive with food, music, and lanterns.

Practical Tips for Egypt Trips

When planning your Egypt trips, it's essential to consider a few practical tips to ensure a smooth and enjoyable journey.

Visa Requirements

Most travelers will need a visa to enter Egypt. Visas can be obtained in advance from Egyptian consulates or on arrival at major airports. Some nationalities are eligible for an e-visa, which can be applied for online before traveling. Make sure to check the visa requirements for your specific nationality before you travel.

Currency and Tipping

The official currency in Egypt is the Egyptian pound (EGP). ATMs are widely available in major cities, but it's a good idea to carry some cash for smaller purchases and tips. Tipping is a common practice in Egypt, and it's customary to tip guides, drivers, and hotel staff for their services.

Health and Safety

Egypt is generally a safe destination for travelers, but it's always wise to take common-sense precautions. Drink bottled water to avoid stomach issues, and be cautious when eating street food. It's also important to stay hydrated, especially if you're visiting during the hotter months.

When it comes to health care, Egypt has a mix of public and private medical facilities. Travel insurance that covers medical expenses is recommended in case of emergencies.

Transportation

Getting around Egypt is relatively easy, with various options available depending on your budget and travel preferences. Domestic flights are a quick way to travel between cities such as Cairo, Luxor, and Aswan. Alternatively, you can use trains or buses for longer journeys. In cities, taxis and ride-hailing apps like Uber are convenient for getting around, though it's advisable to agree on a price before starting the ride in traditional taxis.

Cultural Etiquette

Egypt is a predominantly Muslim country, and it's important to respect local customs and traditions, especially when visiting religious sites. Dress modestly, covering shoulders and knees, particularly when visiting mosques or rural areas. It's also customary to remove your shoes before entering a mosque.

Conclusion

Egypt is a treasure trove of history, culture, and natural beauty, making it an ideal destination for travelers seeking a unique and enriching experience. Whether you're exploring ancient temples, diving in the Red Sea, or enjoying the bustling markets of Cairo, Egypt promises a journey filled with unforgettable moments. By planning carefully and immersing yourself in the local culture, your Egypt trips will be filled with discovery and adventure.

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Another Aang statue in the Southern Air Temple🥹

[marbelcrossovers]

...The universe is controlling my hands. @rarepears Alcohol wasn’t allowed in the Gusu Lan Clan. The cursed liquid only clouded people’s judgements and dull their bodies, causing them to make a fool of themselves. However, that rule was for drinking alcohol. With so many disciples training with blades, it was inevitable that some would sustain injuries. Small cuts, scrapped knees, or bruises were all common. Thus, they periodically brewed their only alcohol from grains or sorghum to treat wounds.   Lan Qiren had just finished checking up on the inventory when he heard a strange noise outside. It was loud, much too noisy and sounding like there was a full market with a circus going on.  How inappropriate. Even Wei Wuxian wouldn’t have caused such a ruckus! 

He opened the door, ready to give a stern lecture to the source of the issue but the word were clenched tight in his chest. There were no demons or monsters chasing people around, no youngsters goofing about or even Wei Wuxian with another of his “genius” ideas.

Instead, a Mother Hen just a head shorter than him--dressed in lime green robes--was beating a chick with a roller pin. The wooden stick waved through the air, landing on the yellow bird’s butt as feathers flew in the air.  “A-Nian! How many times do I have to tell you to keep out of the sugar jar?“ A woman’s voice--pitched high and shrilling--came from the hen. Its--her--beak moved and her expression was animated. Lian Qiren had no idea how he saw mother’s rage across a hen’s face but he did.  Beside her, it wasn’t the usual quiet mountains or flowing river of Gusu. It was a cobblestone street with stands and shops, where crowds moved through. Merchants yelled about their sales, vendors boasted about their food, and mortals living their normal lives. Except all of them were animals dressed in human clothing. A cow walked into a cosmetic store, with flowers in her hair while looking for the right shade of lip stains. A goose was selling hot noodles, a cat held a fan while reciting poetry, and a dog was chopping vegetables to make buns. There was something very wrong happening. It must be an illusion. Maybe they were under attack. “Dad, that man looks ugly,” a lamb whispered to the older sheep. “Is he a hairless monkey?“ “Don’t stare at strangers. It’s rude.“ The father yanked at the child’s hooves. “And yes, I believe that is a hairless monkey. Poor sap, don’t know what happened to him for him to loose his fur.“

Lan Qiren tried to remember how many hours he slept for the past week. It was either he was going mad due to exhaustion or something was very wrong with the world. Something bumped into his leg from behind. “Aiya, don’t stand there like a statue!“ the angry old ferret yelled with a raised paw. It was pushing a heavy cart of rice. “Shh! Shh!” “My apologies,” Lan Qiren said with a bit of difficult as he watched the ferret’s whiskers quivered. “Do you know where we are?” “The village of course.” “And what is the name of--” The ferret was already moving past him, screaming at the ox waiting by the rice shop to come help him unload.  Lan Qiren walked ahead, seeing unfamiliar buildings and mountains in the distance. The style of architecture was similar to what he once saw in the more southern parts but he didn’t recognize anything else. No one knew of cultivation but there were statues of animals in fighting poses all over the village. And there was a temple. Inhaling slightly, Lan Qiren moved quickly and he was glad that his powers hadn’t been lost in this strange world. The temple looked like any other temple, large and made of thick red wood and a sturdy giant door. He knocked and after a few minutes, the door opened but there was no one behind it. “Achem,” someone coughed.  He looked down, only to see a small furry animal that only came up to about his knees in height. It was an old animal with wise eyes, the fur around its nose longer like a mustache. Dressed in a brown robe, his paws were placed behind his back. “Ah, aren’t you a strange looking one,” the red panda greeted. “Are you here looking for the dragon warrior?”

Im sorry but mdzs crossover with kung fu panda is too much fun.

These two ESPECIALLY.

[canyourscienceexplainthis]

Not to be emo on main but I have this headcanon that after the war Aang gets really burnt out with all his responsibilities as the Avatar and everyone can tell he just isn’t his usual self. It’s been years and years of trying to keep his grip on a delicate peace, and it’s starting to get to him. So, the gaang basically forces him to take a vacation. He argues against it at first, but they assure him that they can handle anything that might happen while he’s away, because, after all, they do make a pretty good team. So he and Appa and Momo set out to travel to the more isolated places Aang remembers visiting as a kid. Eventually they end up back at the southern air temple. Aang is older now, and has had time to process and grieve the loss of his people and his old life. It is still painful, and it always will be, but it doesn’t tear him apart like it did the last time he was there. It feels like lifetimes have passed since he’s seen his first home. One morning he’s meditating in front of Gyatzo’s statue when he hears Appa make a faint growling sound. Usually this wouldn’t interrupt his concentration, but Appa sounds...different. Worried that the last living link to his people might be sick or in some kind of distress Aang follows the noises. They lead him to a hilltop overlooking a valley just behind the temple. Tears flow down his cheeks and drip from his chin as he takes in the sight in front of him. A family of flying bison, weaving through the air without a care in the world, the babies playfully growling as they wrestle one another mid-air. It reminds him of the day he first offered his apple to Appa, and it feels so bittersweet. He’s not sure if there’s a word that can really capture what he’s feeling. He might be the last airbender, but he realizes that he’s not as alone as he thought.

[house-of-kolchek]

Uncharted Ashes

Joey Gomez & Reader Being Buddies

Hello! Here with an Uncharted/House of Ashes crossover featuring my best boy Joey. This man deserved so much better than what he got in the game!

I hope you enjoy!

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You stuffed the worn map into your pocket, gazing up at the dark tunnel ahead of you. This was it, the mysterious archaeological site you’d been searching for over the past seven months. 

With a deep breath, you did a quick equipment check. Your handgun was packed snug in its holster, with plenty of ammo stashed in your pack. This wasn’t your first rodeo, you could never have too much ammunition.

Everything was checked, stocked and ready to go. You took a deep breath before stepping into the tunnel. If the rumors were true, you’d found the entrance to an undiscovered archaeological goldmine. One that had been discussed at length by nearly every treasure hunter you’d met.

“Nate better be right about this,” you muttered to yourself, flicking on your headlamp as the last streams of daylight fell away.

You hadn’t been walking ten minutes before the Earth started to shake, chunks of rock beginning to rain around your head. 

“Shit.”

You sprinted forward, tuning out the ominous crashing of boulders falling behind you as the tunnel began to cave in. You weren't sure when the ground stopped shaking, but you kept running, putting as much distance between you and the falling rocks as possible. 

“Why couldn’t it ever be easy huh? I feel like I’ve done enough to deserve easy!” You groaned, gasping for breath as you finally reached a stopping point. You leaned on your knees, gulping in as much air as possible. This was a great sign of things to come. You looked up and- 

“Oh.”

There stood a marvelous statue. It was masterfully crafted, with each curve in the stone thought of. You stepped up to the sculpture, running your hands against the raised curves.

“Pazuzu…” you muttered, your mind flashing with all the lore around the fabled creature. You pulled out a notebook, scribbling down a few sentences. You were uneasy as you placed the book back in its rightful place, hand hovering over your gun in its holster.

You shook your head, forcing the nerves into a pit deep down within you. Steeling your gaze, you continued on through the tunnels, mouth dropping as you entered a large temple.

The architecture was beautiful. Between the intricate pillars, the throne and the massive statue of a man, you couldn’t help but marvel at the sight. This was it, You investigated the room, noting all the abandoned pieces of equipment. You stared at the dynamite strapped to the pillars, puzzled.

“Someone wanted to make sure this place wouldn’t be found again…”

You froze at the sound of a gun clicking, your hands immediately thrown up in surrender. Shit, this was just what you needed.

“Turn around,” a voice called out behind you, laced with a heavy southern accent. You obeyed, turning slowly to meet your attacker. The man before you was covered in camo clothes, with a bulletproof vest over his blue shirt, and a hat with some markings you couldn’t make out. “Who the fuck are you?” he asked, threatening you with his stance. You stared down the barrel of his rifle.

“I’m (Name), archaeologist and a treasure hunter,” you replied, throwing every ounce of confidence you could. “I’m assuming you're some sort of soldier, so I’ll start by saying I want nothing to do with whatever’s happening here.” You gave him a tight smile. “Sooo if that’s all good and well, I’m just gonna head out…”

Another figure came up from behind you, gripping your shoulder. You tensed, watching as the man with the hat looked up, sighing and lowering his gun. Whoever was behind you tugged on your shoulder, gently turning you back around. You were met with another stern face, only this man was blonde, and held his chin up with a certain authority that reminded you of a certain friend.

“(Name), I’m Lieutenant Colonel Eric King-”

“Okay, and?” You heard the other man choke on his spit behind you.

“This is an active warzone-”

“Looks like a temple to me.”

“Would you stop interrupting? There are people around with guns, hoping to use them against us, so I would suggest you stay with us for the time being.”

You and the trigger happy one both looked at him incredulously. Stick with them? These guys had nothing to do with your plans. You needed to get back on track, pronto.

“Well, I appreciate the offer, but I actually have my own agenda down here-”

“Colonel, I'd just let her go. If she wants to get killed that’s her own prerogative,” the Southern man cut you off, and you turned to give him a fierce glare.

“Kolchek, please,” Eric snapped. “Ma’am, I would strongly advise against that. As a civilian, I would like to ensure your safety. It would be in your best interest to stick with us.” You narrowed your eyes at the man.

“Fine, but you better keep your dog in check.” You pointed back to Kolchek with your thumb, and he made a grunt of protest. “And I can protect myself just fine, thanks.”

Kolchek stepped away, calling for another man - Nicky, he called him. You watched as Nick emerged from a tent, rifle also at his side. He did a double take once he noticed your presence, and you offered another tight smile. You just wanted to get out of here, get back on track. After catching Nick up to speed, your unlikely little group made your way deeper into the caves. Kolchek - or Jason as you’d now heard - just barely caught himself on a tripwire. You and the others stepped carefully over the wire, making room for Jason to disarm it. As you leaned forward to investigate a strange looking tablet, a cry of pain caught your ears.

There was just something about the voice that was familiar, and you stood straight, stepping towards the sound.

“That’s Joey!” Jason cried, following on your heels. You whirled around to face him. “Joey? Like Joey Gomez? Glasses and looks like a golden retriever?” Jason met your gaze, nodding slowly. He looked confused. “Well shit!” you yelled, hurtling over the crate in your way and taking off into the tunnel. You were aware of the faint cries from the others behind you, but you ignored them.

You knew Joey Gomez. Though it had been years since you’d seen him, the two of you had been close friends ever since high school, where you’d crashed into his back, running to catch a football. You’d broken his glasses, and had to help him back home so he could get another pair.

Skidding around another corner, you caught sight of a familiar pair of glasses, a helmet and a small pool of blood. Shit, those had to be his. Barely thinking, you scooped up the frames. One of the lenses was cracked, and you couldn’t help the small chuckle, of course you’d have to hand him broken glasses again.

You slid to a stop once the room opened up again and there he was. He was laid on the other side of the cave, writhing in pain. There was a trail of blood coming from his leg, and your heart dropped. You called his name, rushing over and catching his attention. “Who’s there?” He called, raising his arms up as a last-ditch defense effort. You crouched beside the man.

“Right, I forgot your blind as a damn bat, here.” You gently grabbed his hand, giving him the glasses. You couldn’t believe you’d run into him again, here of all places. Joey pulled his glasses on, his face lighting up with recognition.

“(Name)? What’re you- No, I’ve gotta be dead,” he stuttered, his face scrunching up in a mix of confusion and pain as he shifted his leg. You chuckled, resting your hand on his leg in an effort to halt his squirming.

“No dear, not dead, just injured,” you reassured him. “You seem to have caught me in one of my archaeological hunts.” Joey looked around the cave, still processing everything that was going on.

It was then that the rest of the men emerged from the tunnels, Nick holding an arm out. He advised them to act with caution, before stepping slowly into the room. You caught his eye, raising a hand to wave him over, when a bullet struck the ground next to you.

“Shit!” you cried, pushing Joey over behind a pillar and huddling close to him. The man let out a pained groan, and you gave him an apologetic smile. “Stay here okay?” 

“Not like I can do much else,” he grunted, eyes widening as you pulled out your gun. “Woah wait where did you get a gun?”

“My holster, dumbass!” you called, rolling out of cover and spraying bullets toward your attacker. You heard Joey calling your name as you lined yourself up behind another pillar. Every few seconds, you leaned out just far enough to fire a few rounds.

The rest of the men spread out around you, firing bullets of their own. You were all locked in this stalemate, nobody managing to get a hit on anybody else. And then you heard the telltale clunk, Nick’s yell confirming your suspicions.

“Grenade!” You watched as he ran out of the way, as the explosive went off. The ground shook, trapping him in another tunnel. You cursed, glancing briefly in Joey’s direction to confirm that he was still there and kicking. Good. 

“Let’s get rid of this clown!” you heard Jason call before another larger round fired from his rifle. The cliff you’d all been shooting at shook, rocks crumbling off the edge as the explosive hit. You all fell back behind your cover, awaiting the return of bullets. But it never came. 

You sighed, peeking out from safety. When you confirmed you couldn’t see the man, you stepped back into the open. “Shit, that was intense,” you huffed, making your way back to Joey and his injury. You noticed he hadn’t taken his eyes off you since you returned his glasses. Jason and Eric met up with you, everyone looking down and voicing their relief to see their friend alive. 

“Okay. (Name), since you and Corporal Gomez seem to know each other, you help him back to the temple. The Lieutenant and I will go look for Sergeant Kay,” Eric ordered, and you watched Jason’s eyes roll to the ceiling and back. Obviously there was some tension regarding Eric’s leadership. 

You wanted nothing to do with it, so you simply nodded, and the two men helped Joey to his feet. You pulled his arm over your shoulder, acting as a sort of crutch for him. You wished the other two luck, starting your trek back to the temple.

“So,” you started. “Corporal huh? Last time I saw you, you hadn’t even joined up yet.” Joey took a deep breath.

“Yeah, believe it or not they had me behind a desk. I liked it there, less likely to catch bullets,” he replied, chuckling at his own irony. His eyebrows furrowed, focusing as he hobbled on his one good leg. “Also, since when did you learn to use a gun like that? Aren’t you an archaeologist?”

“Well, technically yes, but I’m mainly a treasure hunter. You’d be surprised how competitive people get over this shit.” Joey was silent. You guided him the rest of the way back, taking extra care to maneuver him through the more narrow tunnels. Your shoulders and back were starting to ache from the added weight, but that was a problem to be ignored.

As you finally reached the temple again, you set the man down on a broken piece of… something. He rummaged through his bag for a moment, pulling out a medkit. You watched his hands shake as he attempted to open the bag. You took it from his hand, opening the kit and gathering the necessary equipment. “There an exit wound?” He nodded his head, and you sighed with relief. You got to work cutting away the fabric of his pants. Joey jumped at the sting from the disinfectant you poured on, and you grimaced, continuing to work at patching up his leg.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” He sounded hurt. Your heart ached.

“Trust me, it’s not that I didn’t trust you or anything. It’s just, there are some pretty dangerous people in my line of work, I wouldn’t want them finding out about my connection to you,” you admitted, and he leaned back a bit.

“You realize you’re talking to a marine right? I know how to handle myself.”

“You say this as I’m bandaging up a literal bullet wound.”

“That’s besides the point,” he retorted, grabbing your hand. “I’m not upset or anything, I actually think it’s pretty badass. Just know I’m not afraid of a little danger. Not after today at least.” He mumbled the last part, and you chuckled, securing the last piece of his bandage. You grinned, pulling him into a hug.

“I’ve missed you, dipshit.”

“Me too, doofus.”

And so the rest of the time you spent telling him of all your treasure hunting expeditions. You told him about El Dorado, and the Lost City of Shambhala. He listened to your stories, telling you how he got to this point in his career, and about his friend Merwin, who liked to teach him a bunch of dirty “your mama” jokes. 

You cackled as he cracked the punchline of one joke, ashamed at how funny you found it. Joey chuckled to himself, before reaching over to pat you on the shoulder.

“He’s got a lot more where that came from.”

“Oh Nate’s gonna love you,” you replied, and you meant it. It felt so good to be with your old friend again, with no secrets between the two of you. You couldn’t help the small glimmer of hope that you’d be seeing much more of the marine. You’d missed him, his awkward jokes and his even more awkward glasses.

The moment was cut off, however, as Jason came parading into the temple, calling out for you two. Nick was close behind, with a stranger wearing a republic guard uniform stumbling in front of him, his hands bound. And then Eric turned the corner, except he was dragging something behind him. It was like nothing you’d ever seen before, big and purple with long sharp teeth and deep crevices where its eyes should’ve been.

You spared a glance to Joey - who looked just as horrified as you - before standing. Helping the man to his feet, he looked down to his uniform, groaning about his new mismatched pant look. You helped him hobble over to the tent, where all the action was now gathering.

You were nowhere near the end of your adventure, in fact, it was just beginning.