SukkaandKataang

 Korra couldn’t breathe. Her heart crumbled as she looked up at the healer. “So… there’s no chance at all?” she asked, not wanting to believe it. “I’m afraid not,” the healer said, “The damage done to your reproductive system is too severe. I’m very sorry, but you will never carry a child.” Korra looked away from him, her body trembling. An unbearable ache started in her chest, and quickly spread throughout her body. With tears stinging in her eyes, she buried her face in her hands and began to cry. “I’m very sorry,” the healer repeated. He offered her

Book 2, Chapter 20: Breaking Walls TW: Miscarriage The hallway echoed with the sound of crying newborns and the murmurs of new parents. All around, families of all kinds gathered for their first look at their new sibling, child, grandchild, etc, wearing big smiles, and some shedding a few tears. This was said by many to be the happiest place to be in a hospital, but as Korra searched for Asami’s room, all she felt was dread. She wondered how it was possible, how she could be thrown around like a rag doll and still give birth to a - mostly - healthy baby, but one car crash, and… One more month was all it would have taken. One

Book 2, Chapter 16: Lost and Found A late spring breeze came in through the open window, sending a slight chill down Korra’s spine. Tired of fidgeting with her hoodie strings, she took a quick glance around the waiting room. The walls were painted beige, similar but not quite the same shade as the walls of her old hospital room, and the carpet was a gray-blue color that went surprisingly nicely with the walls. Mako sat next to her, skimming through a magazine from the rack that sat at the end of the row of chairs, and across the room was a small, plastic table and chairs that were covered in crayon marks, accompanied by a small box of

Book 2, Chapter 15: Night Terrors The house was as silent as it was dark. The only light came from the dull glow of the living room television as Mako laid on his makeshift couch bed, debating whether or not to take the sleep aid Senna offered him earlier. With all that was on his mind, sleep hadn’t come easy the last few weeks, and showed no sign of getting better tonight. Already three in the morning, Senna was still working her shift at the hospital, and Korra was asleep in her room, leaving Mako the only one in the house who was still awake. At least, that’s what he assumed. Suddenly, the silence of the night was broken by

“No.” Mako said sternly as he looked down at his girlfriend. “Why not?” Korra whined. “The Lazarus Effect looks so good. Please Mako.” She begged, clasping her hands together and bending her knees a little to beg as the two stood outside the theater. “Have you seen the reviews though?” Mako asked as he looked down at her. “They all said that the movie is bad. And besides, after the last horror film you made me see you kept scaring me and were too afraid to sleep by yourself for a week.” “Well if the movie’s going to be bad, then you have nothing to worry about then.”

“Noooo!” Ama screamed out as she ran around the apartment in only her underwear. “Ama, get back here! You can’t get candy in just your underwear.” Mako called out as he followed the four-year-old with her costume in hand. “I don’t wanna wear it!” Ama protested as she continued to avoid her father in the small apartment kitchen. Mako cornered his daughter and stared down at her sternly. “You picked out the costume young lady. Now you’re going to wear it or else you’re not going to the festival.” Ama narrowed her blue eyes up at him. “I don’t want to be a dragon

The South Pole was just like how she left it. Cold, beautiful, and safe. It was still the same for her while her and her daughter slept snug underneath the plush comforter on her big, posh bed. The rare sunlight shining through her windows soon made Korra squint her eyes open, to only close them tight again as she scooted closer to her sleeping daughter. The infant whined in protest a little when she felt her mother move her an inch, but soon yawned and fell back asleep, grabbing at the blanket over them with her tiny hands. After a few moments of peace, Korra felt something pull on her side of the blankets after hearing soft patter noises o

Vacation. “Do you have everything?” Mako asked as he walked out of the short hallway of his and his wife’s apartment, picking up a standing amber eyed infant as he did. Korra was standing in front of the couch, looking over the neat piles of things her husband set up for  her while she was at a council meeting, trying to think if there was anything of hers that he missed. “I think so,” Korra said as she twisted her gold band around her finger as she thought. “Did you get all of the girls’ things? Bottles, diapers, clothes, --.” “I went down the list and got it all. Don’t worry,̶