Request by lifeinredshades
Part of the work is loosely based on a theory going about how Amon takes bending away.
The day started out pretty normal for Tahno. He woke up, got dressed and headed out to the market for some groceries. Nothing seemed to indicate that this day would be different from the rest, that it’d perhaps be special.
As he walked around town, he made his way around the various markets located at the center of Republic City. Tahno was really just looking for a few cabbages and some carrots but ever since Cabbage Corp was unable to supply the cabbage chains, quality cabbage was quite difficult to find. Nonetheless he trudged on, going unnoticed.
Most people didn’t recognize Tahno as the glorious Wolfbat he once was. If they did, no one bothered to ask for an autograph, a photo, or even managed to say his name. It was clear that there was no pride in being a former bender.
It wasn’t long before Tahno began his trek home. His loft wasn’t too far from the center of Republic City specifically because it was always his favorite place to be. It was full of life and he thrived on that. Or at least he used to before all the sounds of the city became echoes of his past. The sounds of the Satomobile engines, the cheers of his fans, the water dripping around him. It was all so different some few weeks ago.
Tahno arrived at his home, only to discover that the door had already been open. He bent his knees and prepared to waterbend until he realized that it wouldn’t be very effective against an intruder. He walked around the kitchen and the rest of the loft while noticing that nothing seemed out of place. He entered his bedroom to find the perpetrator sleeping on his bed. She lay quite still, hugging Tahno’s pillow and murmuring a few words here and there. It seemed like it would be a crime to wake her up, yet Tahno had no trouble doing it considering she broke into his loft.
“Korra?” he walked over to the bed where she lay, “Korra, wake up!” As much as he tried yelling her name to get her to wake up it seemed useless. He began to place his hands on her arms hoping to shake her awake; however she caught his hands mid-air.
“What are you doing?”
“Well, Avatar, it seems I should be asking you that question.” And it was then that Korra remembered why letting yourself into someone else’s house wasn’t the right etiquette to exercise. She blushed and sat up on Tahno’s bed, facing him.
“Tahno, I wanted to perform an experiment on yo-“
“What? What kind of experiment? When did I become your guniea pig, Korra?” He demanded to know.
“Tahno, it’s not like that at all. I think I might have found a way to get back your bending.” Tahno had to admit that he was intrigued at this point. “You see, Amon found a way to block your light chakra, and the light chakra is the doorway to illusions. There’s no way he had the power to really take anyone’s bending. If he did, it would’ve overwhelmed him- especially since he’s a non-bender. Blocking chakras is all he really knows and it’s just an extension of chi-blocking.” Korra finished seeming excited to tell her theory to Tahno. Unfortunately he wasn’t convinced yet.
“Korra, why me?” Tahno had to know. If her experiment really did work, he wanted to know why he was the first choice.
Korra hadn’t really thought about it until now, the question surprised her. “Well Tahno, I guess it’s because I can’t stand seeing you like this..”
With that said, Tahno grinned at Korra. For the first time in a long time, it felt like someone really cared for him.
“Do you trust me?” Korra asked, prepared to perform chakra blocking.
“Of course,” Tahno replied.
Korra placed her fingers on Tahno’s forehead and as she did so a large gust of wind blew them up in the air, Korra’s eyes began to glow and Tahno felt blood rushing throughout his whole body, as if it had stopped when he lost his bending.
It was over almost as soon as it had begun and an exhausted Korra fell back onto Tahno’s bed.
“Well…uh…did it work?” She asked, wondering if she’d gotten both their hopes up for nothing.
Tahno grabbed Korra’s hand and pulled her off his bed. She began to blush; Tahno was still holding her hand. He looked into her eyes and Korra could tell that something about him had changed, he was proud to be himself again. Tahno gently pressed his lips to Korra’s, reveling in their softness. This surprised Korra, yet what really got her is that she kissed him back. She wrapped her hands around Tahno and pressed her body against his, embracing him. She didn’t mind this, not even a little bit.
When they finally pulled away from each other, Korra decided she had to be sure about what she’d done. “Tahno, can you bend?”
Tahno smirked in response and waterbended a small water whip that pulled Korra close to him. He leaned in for another kiss.
Tahno woke up the next morning in cheery spirits. He almost sang along with the birds on his way to the bathroom. He prepared to waterbend some steam from the shower, however his hands seemed useless. He tried bending for a good ten minutes but it was all to no avail. How could this be, he thought.
Tahno placed his hands on the sink and looked at himself in the mirror. A dreary reflection stood before him and then he realized, it was all a dream.
A dark mood encompassed him and he realized how terrible it is to think you found something that once belonged to you, only to discover your mind was playing tricks on you.
He shoulders were heavy as he went down to his kitchen; the weight of his troubles had sunk in again. He soon noticed that he had no groceries and grabbed some yuans from a nearby counter. Tahno reached for the doorknob, not sure at this point if he had much of an appetite. His hands graced the doorknob. Upon opening it, he was greeted with an unusual sight.
PLEASE DON’T CRY ANYMORE.
…I actually drew these two pieces (with this being the other one) together a few days ago, but only just got around to finishing the second part now: though admittedly, I did that mostly for Pabu’s “WTF are you doing with me, woman?” expression. What’s she pretending to have him say? Yours to guess.
And I’m reminded again of why I never make backgrounds. Ever.
If you want a higher resolution, you can find it on my dA page here
Based on headcanon 29 on fuckyeahtahorra.tumblr.com
In Republic City
Where the nights are all the same
There’s someone who lights up my sky
Again and again
As the sun set over Republic City’s Central Park, Tahno bathed in the last of the warm glow. The grass he lay on prickled the strip of exposed skin that his shirt had not covered. He knew it wouldn’t be long before Korra showed up, and he could’ve sworn his heart skipped a beat.
Korra made life different for Tahno, she made it worth getting up in the morning. She was the only one who knew how he was feeling simply by just looking at him and Tahno took comfort in that knowing that she really was unique. He was so grateful of their friendship and late night talks after Korra finished up her daily Avatar training. It was these talks that soothed his broken heart and awakened his spirit that Tahno thought was forever gone since his encounter with Amon.
The sky’s pink glow had faded as day became night and the twinkling stars began their show.