#Kotaloy Celebration Week

[astralpaint]

Day 4 FERAL (my favorite piece)

[i-lavabean]

Day 2 of the Kotaloy Celebration Week: Tenakth/Nora Courtship or Marriage rituals

I like the idea of the vulnerability it would take to let another person hold or use your main weapon

[fogsblue]

Kotaloy Celebration Week Masterlist

Kotaloy Celebration Week was amazing, thank you to everyone who participated by creating, liking, sharing, commenting etc. We ended up with over 70 fics and a similar amount of art and it's been a real joy to see everyone sharing the love for Aloy and Kotallo.

We ended up with over 70 fics and a similar amount of art

Each link takes you to the masterlist for that day and theme!

Day 1 - Kisses ~ First kiss ~ Stolen kiss ~ Familiar kiss Day 1 - Begging ~ “Please” ~ “Ask me nicely”

Day 2 - Tenakth or Nora courtship ~ Marriage rituals Day 2 - “Mine” “Yours” ~ Jealous ~ Possessive

Day 3 - Opposites attract ~ fire & ice ~ sun & moon ~ heaven & hell Day 3 - Smeared paint

Day 4 - Wild ~ Dangerous ~ Feral Day 4 - Ravenous ~ Desperate ~ “I can’t get enough of you”

Day 5 - Accidental marriage ~ Marriage of Convenience ~ Arranged Marriage Day 5 - Fighting to f**king ~ Sparring to sex ~ Adrenaline & arousal

Day 6 - Sharing warmth ~ Trapped together ~ Only one bed Day 6 - Praise ~ “You look beautiful” ~ “You’re being so good for me”

Day 7 - FREE CHOICE! 🏹🔥

[hannahmationstudios]

“Kotallo, I—” [Aloy] started to say—only to find her words cut off as his calloused hand moved to her jaw, closing the space between them as he brought their lips together in a kiss. - Ch.13, Fallen Skies

A small illustration for day one of Kotaloy Week, for the theme "First Kiss" ❤️🏹

[alexadark13]

Kotallo Pokerface😂

[y0ureviltwin]

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Edit: I FORGOT HIS TATTOOs! I am a fool, forgive me.

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[picksleydust]

Day 5 - Accidental Marriage

So, y’all, if you haven’t read What Happens in Vegas by our very own @garbage-dono then you are missing out on some pure serotonin in accidental drunk marriage form.

Please see below for close ups and some more commentary

As you can see, they are totally fine and good and chill. Poor Erend is just trying to be supportive.

The holo kids are SO DRUNK

[foxtober]

Kotaloy Celebration Week ❤️

I'm so glad that I managed to finish this art within a Kotaloy celebration week!

Text by @koteevna I love her, and her magic words.

“Any Tenakth dreams of dying with honor and meeting his end by kissing the hottest flame...”

He gently took a strand of her hair, free of beads, and exhaled. Aloy didn't move, but the shadows of the night and the bonfires below drew their own patterns around her. Was he going crazy, or was her hair made of fire too: Her strand singed his fingers, but in a way that was tender. He bent lower, guided by her scent and the clarity of the moment. His Tenakth nature growled and raged inside him, demanding to interfere and capture all of her, but Kotallo was too afraid to extinguish this spark that flared up between them.

Not now. The time would come when the fire of her soul would consume him completely.

“I want to burn, Aloy... I want to touch your fire.”

She sighed and closed her eyes. Kotallo could have sworn by the Ten that her composure was cracking as much as his.

Something happened inside his Commander. Something bright that made her open her eyes and look at him like never before. Aloy stretched out her arms to him, sitting closer, and Kotallo mirrored her pose. She ran her hands over his shoulders, stroking the back of his head. She lifted her head and the intensity of her gaze made him forget about breathing.

“So burn, Kotallo. Kiss me and burn,” she whispered.

[gnollgrin]

Kotaloy Day 6 - “OH NO YOU FELL IN THE RIVER AND NOW WE MUST HUDDLE FOR WARMTH”

[beyondbendingsky]

My contribution for #kotaloycelebrationweek ^^ the quality is awful I'm sorry ><

My headcannon is that Kotallo made the entire Grove know that one of his duty as high Marshal was to make Aloy smile every (hour of every) day *w*

I stayed very close to the reference pic (makorra smooch from LOK season 2 finale) and the armor is straight up a screenshot hehe

[astralpaint]

It's Kotaloy Week.

Day 1 Kisses/First kiss

[i-lavabean]

Welcome to Kotaloy Celebration Day 1! Familiar Kiss

[fogsblue]

KOTALOY CELEBRATION WEEK!

Sunday 9th to Saturday 15th of April

The much (in one corner of the fandom) anticipated Kotaloy week will be happening for the week between the 9th and 15th of April.

There will be a total of 14 themes. Each day will have one SFW and one NSFW theme! To create anything you want, art, fic, crafts, playlists, photomodes etc!

We'll be posting on tumblr, ao3, twitter, wherever the creators feel comfortable. There will be a collection on Ao3 and creations on tumblr will be tagged with #kotaloy celebration week.

We're currently coming up with themes and will be voting on them this weekend (11-12 March) If you'd like to join us, feel free to join the Kotaloy Elysium Discord (18+).

Everyone is welcome to join the celebration week without joining the server, just track the kotaloy celebration week tag, and for any days you'd like to join, just tag your creation so we can see and we'll share it!

[hannahmationstudios]

“Unless… you would wish to be bonded,” [Kotallo] amended himself quickly, looking down again with a stunned expression.  “I would not be averse to expanding my perspective to integrate important Nora customs.”

Aloy snorted, her smile drawing wider.  “Are you presenting me with a bonding request now?” she teased. - Ch.19, Fallen Skies

A little something for day two of Kotaloy Celebration Week, with the theme "Tenakth or Nora courtship". ❤️🏹

[pikapeppa]

Kotaloy Celebration Week, Day #1: On the Veneration of a Kiss

A tiny little piece to kick off this lovely week of Aloy/Kotallo love!

Read here on AO3 (843 words), and check out the collection on AO3 for more Kotaloy goodness! 😘

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Among the Tenakth, a kiss was a venerated thing.

The importance of a kiss was inherently tied to the importance of war paint, and for a Tenakth soldier, war paint was of paramount importance. It was a mark of squad or skill or both, and a mark of one’s identity within the clan and tribe. Applying one’s paint was like equipping oneself with a first line of armour, and removing it at the end of the day was tantamount to stripping oneself completely bare — even more bare, in some ways, than being completely unclothed. To see a Tenakth bare-faced was to see them at their most vulnerable, at their most tenderly exposed, and this was a privilege reserved only for those people that a soldier was closest to: squadmates, parents and siblings, or partners. 

Given the importance of war paint, it was no surprise that Tenakth soldiers avoided mussing their war paint as much as possible. And if there was any activity that led to one’s war paint being mussed, it was kissing. It was only logical, then, that kissing was a privilege reserved for the most significant romantic partners: those close and intimate partners that a warrior felt comfortable exposing themselves to without the armour of their war paint in place. 

That wasn’t to say that kissing never happened in a more casual setting, of course. Kotallo himself had kissed a few people in his time: squadmates when they were experimenting in their youth, including his ex-partner Livekka, and a few less traditionally-minded bedmates during trysts while travelling as a Marshal. He had enjoyed kissing those people in the past, and with Livekka, he had thought he understood why kissing a partner bare-faced was an important thing.

But he was wrong. He thought he’d understood the significance of a kiss, but he didn’t, not truly. His understanding was based on traditions and implicit lessons, not on the gut-deep knowledge of how it felt for a kiss to be truly special — and it wasn’t until Kotallo met Aloy that he realized how little he understood.

It wasn’t until he met Aloy that he realized how exquisitely and uniquely special a kiss could be. It wasn’t until Kotallo met Aloy that he truly understood why kisses were such a highly prized and venerated thing. 

When he and Aloy kissed for the first time, it was like breathing underwater. The giddiness of feeling her slightly-chapped and sculpted lips pressed to his, the strange mixture of relief and excitement and vertiginous disbelief at his good fortune: it was like breathing underwater — a realization that he had a miraculous gift that he’d never manifested before. Every time he kissed Aloy thereafter, he was always reminded of this: the giddy and omnipotent feeling of dizzyingly good fortune, like a headrush of realization that he was so much luckier than he’d ever known.

When Aloy kissed him while they were making love, it was like lightning arcing across the sky. The initial flash of excitement as her lips collided with his, the roar of hunger that followed in the wake of her tongue, the heat and the breath and the passion that surged between them like the electric humidity of a Lowland summer storm: her kisses were like lightning, a scintillating flash that heightened their passion even more, and Kotallo surrendered himself to them, to her, giving himself over to her mind-numbing kisses until they both reached a stunning finish that was just as blindingly bright as a fork of lightning crossing the midnight sky.

When he and Aloy had been separated by a span of too many days, the distance between them growing taut with love and longing and wistfulness, their reunion kisses were a homecoming. She would rise up on her toes and wrap her arms around him as they kissed, enfolding him in a warmth that was far more potent than the heat of her fragrant skin. She would part her lips for him, inviting him closer as though to usher him into her heart where he belonged, and he would take what she offered with a wordless offer of the same. They would curl together in each other’s arms, their faces pressed close as they basked in the comfort of being skin-to-skin instead of separated by the span of the jungle and the mountains and the sea, nourishing their souls and hearts in preparation for the next time that their duties would pull them apart. Their kisses were like a seal of reunion, as satisfying and highly-anticipated as closing their bedroom door, and for every day that Kotallo spent doing his Marshal’s duties in the lands of his tribe, he spent just as many nights imagining those kisses that told him in no uncertain terms that he was home. 

Among the Tenakth, a kiss was a venerated thing. But never had Kotallo venerated a kiss more more than the ones he received from Aloy’s lips. 

Never before had Kotallo revered a kiss as much as the ones that passed between himself and the woman he adored.

[y0ureviltwin]

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