#aph toltec

[dahliamorena]

- El Gigante de MesoAmerica

Kinda full body /pose free hand practice with my Toltec who I’ve recently retouched!

+ Bonus!

Also I’m not off my hiatus, I’ll probably actually return around mid May-early June. Byeeee 👋🏽

[nopall-i]

New Oc

Shared w/ @lubewig-bottomschmidt , this is Toltec, his human name is Huemac & he’s fucking annoying.

[sailorgreywolf-legacy]

“Let me hold him again,” Zapotec extended her hands towards her sister. Aztec was holding her baby boy, who had been born a few weeks ago. He was still very small, and very vocal. He tended to cry and laugh loudly, even for a child of his age. He always cried the loudest when he was away from his mother and wanted back to her.

Toltec said that it was a good sign, that he had strong lungs. She said that he was strong baby, despite being born after eight months instead of nine. He did look healthy, and pudgy as a baby should be. He already had a head of thick dark hair, and long eyelashes for a baby.

He was sleeping lightly in his mother’s arms, and Zapotec wanted so badly to hold him again. The first time she had held him had been so special, and so sweet. He looked so peaceful.

Aztec looked up at her, and said, “He will wake up. Let him sleep.” Then, seemingly on habit, she turned to Toltec and asked, “That would be better, right?”

Their older sister was sitting with them in the gardens. They were all sitting outside in the warm afternoon among the blooming gardens outside the palace. Toltec was the eldest, and had also trained as a midwife, so Aztec had been asking her many questions about the baby. She was anxious new mother, and Toltec knew best.

Zapotec found it a little amusing to see their sister, who was always the self assured warrior in battle, being so quick to ask for someone else’s advice. Toltec said, patient as ever, “He won’t notice. He sleeps soundly.”

Aztec nodded, then said softly to the baby, “Your aunt is going to hold you now.”

He didn’t react except to turn his head ever so slightly as he stirred in his sleep. He did seem to be incredibly soundly asleep. The squalling must have been tiring.

Zapotec reached out and took him from her sister’s arms, making sure to put her hand behind his head. Then she pulled him firmly into her arms.

He was so small and light, but holding him made her feel like her heart was glowing. He felt like a little gift that she had been trusted with. Zapotec said, speaking to him, “Hello, little one.”

She stroked his downy black hair, which made him coo softly along to whatever he was dreaming. She felt herself melting at the sight of his tiny sleeping face. A smile spread across her face. She took his little hand between her finger, and he curled his fingers around hers and gave them the littlest squeeze.

It was so precious that Zapotec knew she must be smiling happily at the baby. Toltec said, “Oh, don’t make that face. You cannot have one of your own; one baby is enough for now.”

Zapotec was sure that her older sister had seen her smiling. She responded, “He’s just so cute. I think I want a baby of my own one day.”

She saw her sister raise an eyebrow in warning and she quickly added, “Not right now. I just think I like babies.”

Aztec chuckled, and said, “Maybe I should let you wake up with him in the middle of the night. Then tell me how much you like babies.” Zapotec knew that babies had the tendency to cry in the middle of the night, and she could see that her sister looked quite tired. Surely Aztec had her hands full with a newborn baby, and he did seem like he slept more during the day than he did during the night.

She replied, “I know that it is hard work. But look at how cute he is; he’s worth all the work.”

Little Mexica started stirring in response to the conversation and sleepily opened his eyes. Zapotec spoke to him in a soft voice, “You don’t know it yet, but you are going to be the most loved little prince to ever exist.”

He smiled a toothless smile at her. Zapotec looked back up at her sisters, and said, reassuringly “You don’t have to worry about anything. I want to have a husband before I have a baby.” Then she looked at Toltec and asked, “Am I going to have a husband?”

That earned her a reproachful shake of the head, as she knew it would. Toltec responded, “You know that I am not allowed to use my gifts for something that trivial. The gods did not let me see the future so that I could tell you who you are going to marry.”

Baby Mexica seemed to be realizing that he was awake, and he started squirming. Aztec noticed immediately and said, “Give him back to me before he starts crying. He’ll want me.”

Zapotec nodded, and handed the squirming baby back to his mother. The moment Aztec cradled him against her chest again, he stopped moving and looked lovingly up at her. He clearly knew who his mother was and loved her dearly.

Aztec chuckled and said to Toltec, “I remember you telling me that I was going to marry an old man and have babies. You weren’t wrong.”

Toltec gave her the kind of glare that only a disapproving older sister could manage and said, “I was ten years old and you were pulling my hair. And your husband isn’t an old man, he’s just older than you.”

She paused for a moment and then added, “And mother punished both of us for that incident.”

Zapotec listened to them talk and tried to remember when this had happened. They had all had their arguments, like sisters were prone to from time to time. She didn’t remember this argument specifically, but she was sure that their mother’s punishment had been harsh. Teotihuacan had high standards for each one of them, and had never tolerated bickering and misbehavior.

Aztec’s smile fell a little as she looked down at her baby. For a moment, Zapotec was concerned that something had upset her. Her pregnancy had made her emotions more volatile.

Aztec said, “I wish mother was here. I wish that she knew that she has a grandson with her eyes.”

She stroked Mexica’s little cheek and said to him, “She would have loved you, my little jaguar cub.”

Toltec was looking at her understandingly. She said, comforting her little sister, “She does know. The dead aren’t gone. They are still watching over us, and I know she is proud of us.”

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Zapotec stopped telling the story as she spoke the words. It was a pleasant memory, but the words struck an uncomfortable chord. Mexico reached out and took her hand, and said, softly, “Tia, is everything alright?”

Zapotec looked at him and saw the concern in his eyes. She didn’t mean to make him worry. The past had just proved more difficult to discuss than she had anticipated.

She said, “I’m alright. I was just thinking about how much I miss my sisters.” Mexico nodded and replied, “I miss my mother too.”

Zapotec felt like she may have brought up more painful memories than she had intended, since the point had been to tell Mexico about his family. She found it deeply tragic that he remembered so much about Spain and so little about his life before that.

She smiled at him and took his hand firmly in her own. She said, “But, I’m not alone. I have you. I’ll tell you more stories later.”

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Toltec, Aztec, and Zapotec aesthetic (in that order)

[dahliamorena]

🎶Amor prohibido murmuran por las calles🎶

[sailorgreywolf-legacy]

I finally finished this! Aztec and her older sister Toltec. I wanted to capture how they looked before Aztec became a powerful empire.

[enchantingtriumph]

“Let me hold him again,” Zapotec extended her hands towards her sister. Aztec was holding her baby boy, who had been born a few weeks ago. He was still very small, and very vocal. He tended to cry and laugh loudly, even for a child of his age. He always cried the loudest when he was away from his mother and wanted back to her.

Toltec said that it was a good sign, that he had strong lungs. She said that he was strong baby, despite being born after eight months instead of nine. He did look healthy, and pudgy as a baby should be. He already had a head of thick dark hair, and long eyelashes for a baby.

He was sleeping lightly in his mother’s arms, and Zapotec wanted so badly to hold him again. The first time she had held him had been so special, and so sweet. He looked so peaceful.

Aztec looked up at her, and said, “He will wake up. Let him sleep.” Then, seemingly on habit, she turned to Toltec and asked, “That would be better, right?”

Their older sister was sitting with them in the gardens. They were all sitting outside in the warm afternoon among the blooming gardens outside the palace. Toltec was the eldest, and had also trained as a midwife, so Aztec had been asking her many questions about the baby. She was anxious new mother, and Toltec knew best.

Zapotec found it a little amusing to see their sister, who was always the self assured warrior in battle, being so quick to ask for someone else’s advice. Toltec said, patient as ever, “He won’t notice. He sleeps soundly.”

Aztec nodded, then said softly to the baby, “Your aunt is going to hold you now.”

He didn’t react except to turn his head ever so slightly as he stirred in his sleep. He did seem to be incredibly soundly asleep. The squalling must have been tiring.

Zapotec reached out and took him from her sister’s arms, making sure to put her hand behind his head. Then she pulled him firmly into her arms.

He was so small and light, but holding him made her feel like her heart was glowing. He felt like a little gift that she had been trusted with. Zapotec said, speaking to him, “Hello, little one.”

She stroked his downy black hair, which made him coo softly along to whatever he was dreaming. She felt herself melting at the sight of his tiny sleeping face. A smile spread across her face. She took his little hand between her finger, and he curled his fingers around hers and gave them the littlest squeeze.

It was so precious that Zapotec knew she must be smiling happily at the baby. Toltec said, “Oh, don’t make that face. You cannot have one of your own; one baby is enough for now.”

Zapotec was sure that her older sister had seen her smiling. She responded, “He’s just so cute. I think I want a baby of my own one day.”

She saw her sister raise an eyebrow in warning and she quickly added, “Not right now. I just think I like babies.”

Aztec chuckled, and said, “Maybe I should let you wake up with him in the middle of the night. Then tell me how much you like babies.” Zapotec knew that babies had the tendency to cry in the middle of the night, and she could see that her sister looked quite tired. Surely Aztec had her hands full with a newborn baby, and he did seem like he slept more during the day than he did during the night.

She replied, “I know that it is hard work. But look at how cute he is; he’s worth all the work.”

Little Mexica started stirring in response to the conversation and sleepily opened his eyes. Zapotec spoke to him in a soft voice, “You don’t know it yet, but you are going to be the most loved little prince to ever exist.”

He smiled a toothless smile at her. Zapotec looked back up at her sisters, and said, reassuringly “You don’t have to worry about anything. I want to have a husband before I have a baby.” Then she looked at Toltec and asked, “Am I going to have a husband?”

That earned her a reproachful shake of the head, as she knew it would. Toltec responded, “You know that I am not allowed to use my gifts for something that trivial. The gods did not let me see the future so that I could tell you who you are going to marry.”

Baby Mexica seemed to be realizing that he was awake, and he started squirming. Aztec noticed immediately and said, “Give him back to me before he starts crying. He’ll want me.”

Zapotec nodded, and handed the squirming baby back to his mother. The moment Aztec cradled him against her chest again, he stopped moving and looked lovingly up at her. He clearly knew who his mother was and loved her dearly.

Aztec chuckled and said to Toltec, “I remember you telling me that I was going to marry an old man and have babies. You weren’t wrong.”

Toltec gave her the kind of glare that only a disapproving older sister could manage and said, “I was ten years old and you were pulling my hair. And your husband isn’t an old man, he’s just older than you.”

She paused for a moment and then added, “And mother punished both of us for that incident.”

Zapotec listened to them talk and tried to remember when this had happened. They had all had their arguments, like sisters were prone to from time to time. She didn’t remember this argument specifically, but she was sure that their mother’s punishment had been harsh. Teotihuacan had high standards for each one of them, and had never tolerated bickering and misbehavior.

Aztec’s smile fell a little as she looked down at her baby. For a moment, Zapotec was concerned that something had upset her. Her pregnancy had made her emotions more volatile.

Aztec said, “I wish mother was here. I wish that she knew that she has a grandson with her eyes.”

She stroked Mexica’s little cheek and said to him, “She would have loved you, my little jaguar cub.”

Toltec was looking at her understandingly. She said, comforting her little sister, “She does know. The dead aren’t gone. They are still watching over us, and I know she is proud of us.”

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Zapotec stopped telling the story as she spoke the words. It was a pleasant memory, but the words struck an uncomfortable chord. Mexico reached out and took her hand, and said, softly, “Tia, is everything alright?”

Zapotec looked at him and saw the concern in his eyes. She didn’t mean to make him worry. The past had just proved more difficult to discuss than she had anticipated.

She said, “I’m alright. I was just thinking about how much I miss my sisters.” Mexico nodded and replied, “I miss my mother too.”

Zapotec felt like she may have brought up more painful memories than she had intended, since the point had been to tell Mexico about his family. She found it deeply tragic that he remembered so much about Spain and so little about his life before that.

She smiled at him and took his hand firmly in her own. She said, “But, I’m not alone. I have you. I’ll tell you more stories later.”

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Toltec, Aztec, and Zapotec aesthetic (in that order)