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When she was young, Korra decided she was never going to have children.
No matter how she acted, or wanted to grow up to be, Korra, as a young girl, understood that she would never escape the shadows cast by the other Avatars.
She understands that every move she made or makes would be judged and dissected.
Korra never wants her child to face such a fate, because she has seen the aftermath.
Tenzin struggles quietly under his father's legacy trying to be the man he thinks too much about, and trying to recreate visions his father never quite finished.
Lin tries to draw herself in harsh shades of grey, ultimately trying to fight the way she watched her mother fight.
Tarrlok fought for a dream that was never his.
Korra never wants to burden a child with things that happened long before he or she was even conceived.
Those are the thought that lay heavily on her mind, when she lays in Iroh's arms and shares her pillow with Tahno, his breath fanning over her shoulders.
It doesn't take long for them to become agonizing dreams.
She dreams of a dark skinned child, wearing water-tribe blues, and with black hair and miss-matched-gold-and-grey eyes. It's impossible she knows, but they're all so happy in her dreams and her child runs wildly, as Korra watches massaging her swollen stomach.
Its these dreams that, years after the war, cause Korra to awaken in a cold sweat, dry sobs escaping from her mouth.
Iroh and Tahno, awaken immediately alarmed at her panicked, distress. They try to pull her back down and calm her with soft words, but Korra stays up right and presses her hands into her empty womb, confused and hurt, and stuck between longing and relief.
This goes on for weeks until Tahno catches her one day in the bath, muffling her sobs with her hand. He climbs in with her-perfectly starched uniform and all- and pulls her against him, as he sits.
He lets her cry until Iroh finds them too, and together they force her to speak.
She tells them about their baby, the one that haunts her dreams.
And what would the world say about them?
The Avatar bedding two men?
The fire-prince, and a pro-bending champion and the Avatar?
What kind of reaction would a child from an unconventional relationship like this bring?
How could she ever raise a child, if it would be forever compared to her, for better or for worse?
She feels so uncertain about everything in that moment that she becomes incoherent, and then Iroh grabs her arms roughly ans stares intensely into her eyes.
"Who gives a damn about what the world thinks about us?" And kisses her so hard that it stops being a kiss, and becomes more of and angry meeting of teeth on teeth.
Tahno follows his lead, nipping at her neck.
When they lay together that night, hair still damp but warm. Tahno rolls over and stares at the ceiling intensely.
"We should have a baby." He says.
Korra twitches and looks at him frowning.
"Korra, do you really think that any brat of mine is gonna stand for being in your shadow?"
"Who says the baby will be yours?" Iroh interjects.
Tahno sits up. "Because my seed is better than yours."
Korra chokes and flushes as Iroh props himself on his elbows and looks at him entirely unimpressed. "Are you sure of yourself swamp boy?"
"Mock my origins all you want princess, but at least I can guarantee my family tree isn't full of pompous inbred fools."
"Really now, somehow I doubt that."
Korra chokes back laughter as the conversation escalates into a ridiculous argument, then a pillow fight, and finally sex.
Nearly a year later Korra gives birth under the Full WolfBat Moon.
She names her son Manok.
Omake:
Nearly four years after that year, Tahno hollers and groans and demands a redo as Manok practices fire-bending basics with his mother.
Iroh smirks. "Weak seed huh?"
Tahno glowers. "I should have never taught you how to smirk."
Iroh chuckles and narrowly dodges Manok's fireball.
Then Tahno smirks.