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Kinich x Reader
Where he realizes that you are more valuable to him than the Mora
(0.6k words. I hadn't dared to write about Kinich, but after reading his story and playing with him, I felt like it! Remember that I appreciate every comment, like or repost, they make my day! Also, I accept requests! Enjoy <3)
The air in the mountains of Natlan was harsh and wild, like Kinich. The silence between the two of you, after weeks of roaming those inhospitable places, had become almost comfortable. You both knew the other was there without the need for words, but that day something was different. The tension was felt in every step, in the way his hands tightened the straps of his equipment.
"Why do you always accept the most dangerous missions?" You dared to ask as you followed his determined walk. Kinich, with his gaze fixed on the horizon, did not answer you right away. You usually received direct, raw answers, but this time it seemed that he was meditating on the words.
"Because it is what will bring me more Moras." His answer finally came, as simple as you had imagined.
You stopped, feeling a lump in your chest. Of course, he always talked about Moras, about the tangible rewards he longed for. It was his way of seeing the world, of understanding value. But you knew there was more behind those words. The Kinich you knew, though sometimes cold and calculating, had shown himself to have a much deeper spirit, one that perhaps he himself did not fully understand.
âIs that all that matters? The Mora?â You tried to keep your voice calm, but you couldnât stop a hint of frustration from creeping in.
He stopped as well, his green eyes meeting yours. A spark of something indecipherable crossed his gaze before his expression returned to that familiar hardness. âWhat else should matter? We are not born heroes, and no one gives anything in return for nothing.â
You moved closer to him, each step driven by a mix of need and curiosity. He had been by your side in battles, had saved you more times than you could count, but you had never been able to fully decipher what drove him beyond that desire for material rewards. You were so close that you could see the tension in his jaw, the slight flicker in his eyes as he lowered them, perhaps avoiding your scrutiny.
âAnd me?â you asked quietly, your heart pounding. You werenât just an adventure partner to him, and you both knew it. But sometimes, Kinich kept you at a distance, as if the price of letting someone get close was too high, even for him.
Kinich raised his head, surprised. For a few seconds, his usual composure seemed to waver, but he quickly regained it. He took a step toward you, his presence as strong and overwhelming as ever, and held your gaze intently. âYouâre not a transaction,â he murmured. âYouâreâŠâ He swallowed, as if the words were a heavy weight to bear. âYouâre important.â
The confession hit you hard, harder than youâd expected. In his own world of Moras, bounties, and contracts, you had found a special place. You weren't just another job, you weren't a goal to be fulfilled. You had gone from being a simple spectator in his life to becoming someone who could break through his defenses, even if it was just for a moment.
"Does that mean you're staying by my side for more than Moras?" You gave him a half-smile, one that Kinich only reserved for you in special moments.
He didn't respond immediately, but instead of words, he let his actions speak for him. With a calculated and agile movement, like the hunter he was, he enveloped you in an unexpected, but firm hug. It wasn't soft or delicate, but it was real. Like everything Kinich did.
"I'm staying because you're someone worth fighting for," he whispered, his voice rough but sincere.
You felt the warmth of his body next to yours, the weight of everything unsaid between the two of you. In the silence of the mountains, you knew that the future of both of you was far from easy, full of challenges and dangers. But at that moment, it didn't matter.
You were with Kinich, and for him, that was more valuable than any reward.
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Kinich x Reader
Where you are a dragon rider, who came to Natlan sensing that something was wrong with them
(I finished this request! I'm afraid it didn't turn out the way anonnie wanted, but I think I liked the result more or less! I left it a bit open-ended in case there was a chance of doing a second part. Also, I wrote this in third person, although I always write in second person, today I wanted to change it up a bit and use feminine pronouns. I hope you like it!)
Natlan, the land of roaring volcanoes and fiery winds, was a place of legends and ancient creatures. Among its most fascinating inhabitants were dragons, majestic beasts that inhabited both the mountains and the skies. Kinich, a young hunter and warrior, was on one of his most challenging missions: protecting newborn saurians from predators that lurked near the nests.
He had spent hours tracking the tracks of a group of saurian hatchlings when he stumbled upon something unexpected. In a clearing surrounded by tall trees, he saw the baby saurians clustered around a figure. It was a woman, standing with unwavering calm, while the infant saurians squeaked and rubbed against her as if they were mere pets. Kinich, bewildered, tightened his grip on the handle of his claymore, but did not advance.
âHey! What do you think youâre doing?â he growled, his voice sharp as he took a step toward her.
The woman looked up, a calm smile curling her lips. There was no fear in her expression, only overwhelming confidence.
âIâm calming them down,â she said simply. âThey were scared.â
Kinich frowned, suspicious. Baby saurians were nervous creatures and difficult to handle, even for someone from the Scions of the Canopy, who had lived with them for generations. But these ones seemed⊠happy.
âAnd how did you manage that?â he asked, without letting his guard down.
She crouched down, gently stroking the head of one of the baby saurians.
âUnderstanding them isnât so difficult if you know how to observe,â she said. âA little patience, a little respect.â
Kinich narrowed his eyes. âToo calm,â he thought. There was something strange about her. Her clothes were not like those of the inhabitants of Natlan, and her movements were too precise, as if she were used to dealing with these creatures in a way he did not understand.
âWhere do you come from?â he finally blurted out.
She looked up, her eyes shining.
"From a small island west of here. Where dragons are our companions, not our threats."
"Dragons." Kinich repeated, incredulously. Although he had heard stories about it, dragons they were rare even in Natlan, and most were wild and dangerous. They werent like the saurians he used to deal with.
The woman nodded, as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
"My people have lived alongside them for generations. We learned to communicate, to live together. When I heard that in Natlan the dragons and saurians were restless, I decided to come. Have you ever wondered why?"
Kinich did not answer. The distrust was still present, but so was the curiosity. There was something about her that deeply disconcerted him, something he could not ignore.
Days later, while Kinich was patrolling the mountains with Ajaw when he met the woman again. This time, she was alone, walking along a cliff where the wind whipped hard. To his surprise, Ajaw approached her without a trace of aggression. She smiled and raised a hand, petting the dragon just behind the neck. Ajaw let out a growl of pleasure and leaned into her, like a puppy seeking attention.
Kinich blinked, incredulous.
âHowâŠ?â he started to say, but stopped. There was no point in asking. It was obvious she knew something he didnât.
âWhat? Youâve never scratched him behind the neck?â she teased, with an amused smile. âDragons love it.â
Kinich crossed his arms, trying to hide his frustration.
âYouâre⊠different,â he finally said. âAnd youâre not from here. I dont trust you.â
She didnât answer right away. Instead, she turned toward the horizon, where the sun was beginning to set behind the mountains.
âMaybe,â he admitted. "But that doesnât mean I canât help. Natlan is in great danger, I'm sure youre aware of itâŠ"
Kinich frowned. Something in her tone made him uneasy. He decided not to press her for now, but the questions kept piling up in his mind.
The night he finally got his answers was also the night he saw her for who she really was. He had gone out on patrol, but a noise in the distance alerted him. He followed the sound to a moonlit clearing, where he saw her riding a dragon as black as night, with wings that seemed to devour the light. Her dark armor gleamed with an ominous glint, and her stance was that of someone accustomed to leading.
Kinich stood still, watching as the dragon rose into the air with a roar that shook the ground. When she finally landed in front of him, she dismounted gracefully, as if she knew he had been there all along.
âNow do you understand?â she asked, her smile calm, though there was a shadow of sadness in her eyes. "I am a dragon rider."
Kinich didnât answer right away. He looked at the dragon, then at her. Finally, he let out a sigh.
âI donât understand anything,â he admitted. âBut I want to understand.â
She looked at him for a long moment before nodding.
âThen ask,â he said. âIâll answer what I can.â
Kinich was still suspicious, but he was also intrigued. Because although she was a mystery, she was also the key to understanding a world that he was just beginning to discover.
In the days that followed, the relationship between Kinich and the woman became closer, although full of tensions. She told him about her home, an island covered with lush forests and mountains where dragons flew free. She told him about the rituals of her people, who considered dragons to be sacred allies, guardians of balance. Kinich listened in silence, processing each word, although his pragmatism clashed with the devotion she showed towards these creatures.
One afternoon, while she adjusted the straps of her armor next to Ajaw, Kinich could not help but watch her. There was something fascinating in the precision of her movements, in the way her presence seemed to calm even that temperamental dragon.
âWhy did you come to Natlan? Tell me the truth.â he asked suddenly.
She looked up, surprised by the direct question.
âBecause I sensed something was wrong, I already told youâ she replied, her voice softer.
âThe dragons here are restless, and that may mean something big is coming. Something dangerous. Youâre a warrior, arenât you? This whole Pyro Archon thingâŠâ
Kinich gritted his teeth. His instincts told him she knew more than she was letting on, but he didnât want to push her. Not yet.
The night that changed everything was when they were both ambushed by a group of creatures from the Abyss. Kinich fought, but realized they were outnumbered. It was then that she called out to her dragon, a roar echoing in the darkness as the powerful creature descended to protect them.
She mounted gracefully, extending a hand to Kinich.
âGet on. Trust me.â
For a moment, Kinich hesitated. But looking into her determined eyes, he took her hand and climbed onto the dragon. As they flew into the sky, he felt the power of the creature beneath him, and for the first time, he understood what she had tried to explain to him.
He had never felt so free.
So he grabbed her waist, afraid of falling off the dragon, and looked at the skies of Natlan.
When they finally landed in a safe place, Kinich couldnât hold back his question.
âWho are you, really?â
She looked at him, her eyes reflecting both strength and vulnerability.
âSomeone who wants to protect this world. Just like you.â
Although Kinich still did not understand what you were doing here, how you had come or who you really were, he did not have the urgency to find out.
He didn't really care. Being with you made him feel free, and that was enough for him.
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Kinich x Reader childhood enemies to lovers
Where, after having found your life ruined, you return to the tribe without being the spoiled princess that Kinich always hated.
SCENARIO: You were always upper class, a girl with money and treated with somewhat classist values. And that made you and Kinich hate each other to death when you were kids. However, when your family goes bankrupt and you have to return to the tribe, your values ââchange, and seeing Kinich again after years becomes uncomfortable.
(I LOVED DOING THIS TO BE HONEST. I MADE IT AS LEAST CRINGE AS POSSIBLE, I HOPE YOU LIKE IT đ)
In Natlan, the heat of the sun was incessant, as were the memories of childhood days. And, try as you might, you couldn't stop Kinich's name from floating in your mind.
When you were a child, he represented everything that irritated you. That wild boy, always dirty, always disobedient. He was the complete opposite of you, raised in a home that prided itself on good manners. You were the good girl, the one who never got her hands dirty or broke the rules.
But Kinich didn't just bother you for being dirty or noisy. There was something about him that unsettled you, something about his mocking laugh and incisive gaze that made you feel small, although you would never admit it.
"You're always covered in mud. Clean yourself." you used to say disdainfully, crossing your arms haughtily.
"And you always have that ugly princess face," he replied, smiling with a smugness that made you boil with rage.
Kinich drove you crazy just by existing, and you hated him. And you did the same to him, although for different reasons.
Years passed, and life changed for both of you.
The tragedies that had struck your life forced you to leave the comfort of your home. You discovered how cruel the world could be beyond the safe walls that protected you. Meanwhile, Kinich had also grown, shaped by the losses and chaos of Natlan.
When you returned to the tribe after years away, the last thing you expected was to see him. But there he was, like a shadow impossible to ignore.
The boy you remembered had become a man. Taller, with firm muscles from so many hunts, with a confident demeanor that was now even more intimidating than when you were children.
And you⊠you felt uncomfortable.
The first meeting after years was at the tribe market. You tried to avoid him, but, as always, Kinich was faster.
"Is it my imagination, or has the good girl returned?" he asked, leaning against a fruit stand with that mocking smile you had hated so much as a child.
"I haven't been back to see you" You answered coldly, although your tone wasn't as firm as you had hoped.
He laughed out loud, as if your answer was the best joke of the day.
"Always so charming. Do you still think you're better than everyone?"
You stared at him, but that haughty look you practiced so much had no effect. There was something different in his eyes, a mix of defiance and something you couldn't decipher.
"And you're still just as unbearable"
You answered before turning to leave. But even as you walked away, you could feel his gaze fixed on your back.
Despite your attempts to avoid it, circumstances seemed to conspire to keep you close. Community work, meetings, or simply paths that crossed. Each encounter was fraught with the same tension you remembered from childhood, but now it was different. You weren't kids anymore.
At one such encounter, you were both assigned to prepare provisions for a group of hunters that would leave at dawn. Kinich worked beside you, and though neither of you said much, the silence wasn't exactly comfortable.
"You don't mind getting your hands dirty?" He asked suddenly, breaking the silence.
"I'm not the same girl." You replied, trying to remain calm.
He paused for a moment and looked at you, really looked at you, as if evaluating your words.
"I already know that. But you seemed very proud of being the spoiled princess girl. I have a hard time imagining you any other way."
You let out a sigh, putting aside what you were doing to face him.
"You know what bothers me about you, Kinich? That you always think you know everything about others."
He arched an eyebrow, surprised by your answer.
"And what do you think I know about you?"
"You think I'm weak. You think I'm the same girl who looked down on you because she didn't understand your world. But you don't know anything."
There was a moment of silence, a heavy one, filled with something you didn't know how to define. And then, in a softer tone than you expected, Kinich said:
"Maybe I don't know you. But if you want, I can try."
The weeks that followed were filled with encounters like that. Tense moments that slowly began to transform into something more. Kinich wasn't as brusque as you remembered, and you began to notice things you'd ignored before: his way of caring for the youngest members of the tribe, his ability to read the changes in the wind and predict a storm, the way his mocking smile softened when he thought no one was looking.
But the biggest change happened one night, under a starry sky.
You had stepped outside to get some air after a long day, and there he was, sitting by a small campfire. You hesitated to approach, but when he saw you, he gestured for you to join in.
âI donât bite, you know?â he said with a smile.
âYou used to say that as a kid, and it wasnât true,â you replied, reluctantly sitting down.
âYou know? I always wondered why you hated me so muchâ he said after a while.
You looked at him, surprised.
âI didnât hate you⊠well, maybe a little. But only because I didnât understand how you could be so⊠free.â
He frowned.
âFree?â
âYou did what you wanted, no matter what other people thought. That made me nervous. I was jealous of you, probably.â
Kinich fell silent, his gaze fixed on the flames of the campfire. Then, in a low tone, he murmured,
âI hated you because I thought you always thought you were better than others. But I think it was more my problem than yours.â
You stared at him, surprised by his honesty. Before you could respond, he leaned toward you, his lips brushing yours softly. It was a cautious gesture, as if he were giving you the chance to pull away.
But you didnât.
When they separated, they were both out of breath, but with smiles on their lips.
âI guess weâve changed, havenât we?â you murmured.
Kinich smiled, one of those genuine smiles you didnât remember seeing before.
âYeah. And I think I like this change.â
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hey i rlly enjoyed the r4ped reader fic w kinich, would you be able to write another one where kinich didn't know about it and tries to touch/advance (suggestive but not full nsfw) on reader but they like break down and he feels really bad? tyy
Good afternoon annonie!
Thanks for your support! I like to know that you liked it. Of course I will make your request! I won't make it completely NSFW because of the situation, you know, but I will try to make the intentions clear and do my best so you can enjoy it!
Yours, himasgod <3
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