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zabrak-show · 3 years

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Maybe Talzin/Viscus for 10: in Secret kiss,in the angst/Fluff random kisses prompt list

yes oh gosh, i love these 2 so much, thanks for the request!

Apawi

Pairing: Mother Talzin x Brother Viscus

Rating: Mature for nightbrother/sister mating ritual things, but nothing explicit (please note i don't condone the nightsister treatment of nightbrothers i'm just writing what i think a celebration like this might be for them)

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Summary: It's midsummer on Dathomir or Apawi Celebration (Paecian for Sun, idk what else to call it haha) and Talzin and Viscus share a stolen moment away from the festivities.

It was the day of the Apawi celebration where almost all of Dathomir got together. A day of celebrating light and fertility. Mother Talzin and the sisters picked herbs and plants in their vast gardens days before the event to prepare. Many mating bonds were about to occur, and each sister had to concoct their own unique love spell for the big night. The brothers had rigorous training to prepare for their dangerous tasks. One of the mating rituals was to best a rancor without killing it and escape the bottomless pit they were trapped in with it. Ensuring only the strongest, most innovative, and bravest could breed with the Nightsisters.

Talzin awoke before dawn and prepared herself for the longest day of the year. The nightbrothers ran torches to the outer rim of the field of celebration, marking the boundaries with towering green flames against the now dark pink sky as dawn broke. The air already thick with heat and humidity, only to grow warmer and warmer as more light crested over them.

A quiet meditative prayer with all the brothers and sisters started the festival. Talzin led them in all the soft chanting, now filling the once peaceful valley. Each brought their own small candle to place in the river with wishes or memories to fill the planet's atmosphere and remind them of the light even in the darkest of times. Small flickering green flames made their way down the river as each whispered their own devotions to the river.

The rest of the daylight hours were spent watching the Nightbrothers escape their respective pits of doom with rancors. It was messy and hot and brutal. Not all of the brothers would survive. The nightsisters watched eagerly, cheering their favorite brothers on.

Once the brothers escaped the rancor pit, they could imbibe in celebratory drinks and food. There were meats of every kind the planet had to offer, barbecued, grilled, fried, raw, glazed, baked, as far as the eye could see on a long banquet table. Wines, ales, and sparkling potions lined another table parallel to the foods. The sisters and brothers mingled about eating, drinking, flirting, some already copulating.

Viscus found Talzin in her usual spot. Meditating at a shrine, she lit candles every year for their lost son. She sensed Viscus before he announced himself.

"Someday, our son will come back to us, Brother, someday." Her outstretched hands over the flame showed a shadow of a young Zabrak training in hand-to-hand combat.

"He should be here, with his brothers, training with us." Viscus shook his head and sat next to Talzin.

She removed her hand from the flame, and the vision of the boy disappeared.

"His path had to be different." Her voice was cold and calm, but Viscus knew she was hurting. He'd known her for too long to not understand that about her.

The young Nighsisters and Nightbrothers were all partaking in their respective mating rituals. In beds of grass, in tents, in soft sandy spots of the ground, wherever the love potion sent them.

"Brother, you are still strong and fit. Why are you not mating with the sisters?" She looked over to the tan Nightbrother, still as handsome as the day they met all those years ago for their own mating ritual.

"I've long since taken the role of chaperone for these events, as you are well aware."

"Such a waste," she caressed his face with her long spindly fingers. He couldn't help but lean into it. A touch he so desperately missed. She tilted her ghost-white face into him, and they shared a secret kiss in the final moments of the sunset. Viscus pulled away and looked around in paranoia.

"Mother, it is forbidden for me to engage in any activities without passing the test and drinking a potion."

"You and I have no need for the mating ritual," her hands wrapped around the back of his neck, and their foreheads touched. "We are forever bonded by our love. By our sons."

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gnomishspareparts · 6 years

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#apawi #tauren #priest #world of warcraft #art

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nalgenewhore · 4 years

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Hello miss isa can you please get me some kohana with rowcan please please please

YES OF COURSE I CAN. I WOULD BE MUCH OBLIGED FOR THAT. YES.

When the bed shifts, Lorcan protests, searching blindly for the warm body evading his touch.

Soft, slightly chapped lips press against his for a short moment, “The wee one has woken.”

Lorcan mumbles something, his brain only half conscious. Footsteps pad away from him, but he’s too tired to stop them. The minute the door clicks shut, Lorcan sighs, settling down for an extra hour of sleep.

Only, five minutes later, the door is pushed open and little feet patter against the floorboards, echoed by slower, heavier ones. He keeps his eyes closed, smiling when a tiny body climbs up next to him. “Dada, hi-hi,” Ko says, softly patting Lorcan’s cheek. “Mornin’ time, dada.”

Lorcan smiles and snaps his teeth at his son’s fingers, laughing when Kohana squeals and pulls away, “No, no more!”

The mattress dips with Rowan’s weight as he sits back down, leaning against the headboard. With a sleepy sigh, Lorcan turns onto his back, tangling his fingers with Rowan’s and pressing a lazy kiss to the back of his hand.

Their two-year old crawls into the space between them, grabbing Rowan’s face to steady himself as he stands up on the bed to look out the window. They live on the top floor of the apartment complex, with a clear view of the community courtyard and a few kilometres away, the criss-crossing rivers of Doranelle.

“Daddy, say hi-hi to sun,” Kohana says, pointing to the golden sun in the blue sky. “Wave.”

Rowan laughs, looking over his shoulder, “Hello, Mr. Sun.”

“Dada.”

Lorcan lets out a dry chuckle, tilting his head back to look out at the sky, “Good morning. Ko, you know how we say sun in Ozuye?”

Kohana nods, his hands pressed against the panes, “Apawi.”

“Very good,” Lorcan says, looking up at his husband. Rowan is looking at Ko with adoration in his eyes as their baby points out the sights he sees in his own baby babble.

It’s been... a long process. Lorcan supposes he’s always been in some amount of love with Rowan, but fear had him seeking out the last person he should’ve. Kohana was the result of that and he is something Lorcan will always be thankful for. He squeezes Rowan’s hand as his throat closes, thanking his god a thousand times over for guiding him back to his love.

Green eyes meet his, understanding flashing through them before Rowan leans down to kiss him gently, “You are my light. I am forever lost without you.”

Lorcan huffs a choked laugh. “You know me too well, my darling.”

The moment is soft and tender, eyes of pine and spring gazing into ones of depthless ink and obsydian. And of course, because it’s perfect, Kohana’s sweet voice breaks the silence, “I eat now, please.”

Rowan sits up straight and scoops the child up, blowing raspberry onto his tummy as Rowan gets out of bed.

Kohana’s pealing giggles fill the aparment as they walk out of the room, leaving Lorcan in bed.

He looks up at the ceiling, blinking in wonderment. Then, he’s moving when Rowan calls out, “Will you be joing us, my love?”

He doesn’t need to be asked twice.

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davidenapoletani · 4 years

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#apawi #crystal #energiesottili #genesa #geppettodellegenese

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