Adoxi hcs getting his birthday celebrated by s/o? Love this monster boi~—anon
tw: light general yandere themes, pregnancy fluffy
a/n: i actually haven’t thought much on nagas cultures, because of how solitary they are, so i’ll keep thinking more on this on a later date if there’s interests.
》does adoxi celebrate birthdays? —he doesn’t quite have a calendar in his labyrinth of a home —rubbing your growing belly, you wondered —and wondered. —a niggling question in the back of your mind.
》you asked adoxi. —he laughed at your question —how cute! —his mother explained it, but it wasn’t something his father entertained. —instead, the way his father celebrated was a little different... 》“yessss,” he answered, nuzzling in your face and rubbed a hand on your pregnant belly, “i ssssupposed we do.” —how do you celebrate, you asked? —“for our hatchlings?” at your slow nod, he continued, “after the first year,” adoxi explained, “my sire would hunt the biggest preys and my dame and he would prepare his catchessss for hourssss to perfection, a rare delicacy!” —while the meat is being cooked, the sire would mark his sssskin for our accomplishmentssss, with our given namessss. An honor that he’ssss our father.” —“our dame is expected to honor our birth by handmaking each gift,” he tapped on a necklace he wore, “for each of her sssson, to honor our merits, and to sssshare her time with us.” — “it is a day where we’d play to our hearts’ contentssss and our dame and sire would sssscantly keep us grounded.” — “our traditionssss...are ssssimple, but its a day of joy. A day of honoring our sssstrength and worthinessss.”
》you fidgeted and wondered aloud. “but what about your birthday?” — “mine? hmmm, ssssuch a thing is largely for our hatchlings, no?” —that was no fun at all, you grumbled, how would he celebrate your birthdays? —adoxi laughed again, doesnt he already spoil you plenty? —but he answered anyway, “well, i need no more perfect gift than you, my little bird!”
》your skin burned at the implications behind his screwed words. —why were you surprised at all? —when his appx. birthday arrived, well, you knew to brace it —it’s practically an all-day event for you —...you poor soul.
》adoxi doesn’t remember what date he was born, he and his kind does not use a calendar and track the passing of time mainly by the seasons —he’d have to ask his mother on his next visit —later answered that he was hatched sometime in a very late summer
》due to his father’s territorial nature, he doesn’t celebrate his brothers’ and his birthdays together with his parent—or with each other. —only with you.
》you do try and craft him jewelries for his birthday (or when you guess was his birthday) —adoxi is specially delighted to have those gifts, regardless of how clumsily made they may be, and wore them often.
》his age in human year is probably in his mid to late 20s, early 30s. —nagas in general grows up faster than humans until they hit puberty, at which their growth staggers but it’s also that period when they actually leave their mother and father.
》he’s pleased as a peach to know that you were thinking of him. —how he celebrate your birthday on the other hand...