#were they near kinich's tribe?

[ehatnow]

i love kinich and his lore but ive been trying to find out more abt ajaw recently. its making me feel like a 1920's investigator or something. i was exploring ochkanatlan for such a long time and rereading the "open your heart to me" quest only to come up with this:

ajaw mightve been an actual dragonlord and was sealed away by och-kan so he wouldnt rule over humans. i say this because och-kan was dead set on having humans rule humans and not any other living being. when he ruled over humans he hated himself for it, claiming that only xbalanque could be the ruler since he was human.

he also mightve known ixlel and been a dragonlord alongside her as she said she had colleagues and was the one to have the words "destined" and "rulership" translate to "k'uhul" and "ajaw" respectively during her dialogue.

im not sure if ajaw named himself "k'uhul ajaw" or if that IS his actual name. its definitely intentional that they pointed out that "destined rulership" or "destined ruler" translated into "k'uhul ajaw" if that makes sense. like it wasnt just something to throw off to the side and ignore it was put there for a reason.

ixlel and ajaw also have very similar ways of talking. they regard themselves to be of a very high status and dont really like paimon.

all this effort and i still have zero concrete lore besides the fact that he was sealed away in some ruins, is evil, and will take kinich's body when he dies.

im hoping that theres a world quest with the saurian relics association and theyre like "hey we're gonna go explore the ruins where kinich found ajaw to see if we can find out more about him do you wanna join us?" im on some serious hopium that this will happen though. currently ajaw just seems like a gag character.

[celestemona]

⋆˙⟡ — CONSTANT AS A RIVER, PERPETUAL AS MOUNTAINS

cw: no pronouns mentioned. just pure cuteness.

High above the forest floor, Kinich perched silently in the upper branches of a towering tree, his body still and balanced like a natural extension of the canopy. Below him, the landscape unfolded into a maze of thick trees, jagged rock faces, and the distant, thunderous roar of the waterfall cascading down the mountain. The air was thick with the scent of damp leaves and fresh water, the humidity clinging onto everything.

From this height, Kinich had a clear view of the world below—a vantage point that made him feel at home, with the winds sweeping through the treetops and the sway of the branches beneath him. His tribe had long since adapted to this unforgiving landscape, where cliffs loomed, trees stretched endlessly into the sky, and the terrain was as treacherous as it was beautiful. To outsiders, this place was inhospitable. To Kinich, it was perfect.

His sharp eyes followed you, who was on the floor far below, walking with a carefree grace that stood in stark contrast to the harshness of the environment around you. You moved with ease, your steps light as if you danced along the path, humming softly to yourself. Your hair fluttered in the breeze, and every so often, you’d pause to marvel at the way the light filtered through the trees' forms above, casting intricate patterns of shadow and light across your skin.

A small smile tugged at Kinich’s lips as he watched you, hidden from view. There was something magnetic about your presence—how you could bring warmth and life to even the most untamed of places. He admired your resilience and fearlessness, your ability to thrive in a land most would shy away from. Even now, you didn’t seem at all fazed by the singular nature that surrounded you.

From above, he could see how your eyes lit up every time you discovered something new—a strange flower, the movement of a saurian group nearby, or the iridescent glitter of sunlight against the waterfall in the distance. There was a joy to the way you moved, an uninhibited energy that drew him in and made him want to stay and watch you forever.

You suddenly stopped and tilted your head upward, squinting at the towering branches as if you could feel his gaze. “Kinich?” you called out, your voice slightly playful. “I know you’re up there somewhere.”

Kinich smirked, though he didn’t move or answer right away. He stayed hidden, knowing you’d keep searching, your instincts sharp enough to sense when he was near.

Your eyes scanned the treetops, and then your smile grew wider. “Come on. Don’t make me climb all the way up there just to find you,” you complained, putting a hand on your hip. “You know I will.”

That was enough to stir Kinich into action. With the quiet grace of a true Scion of the Canopy, he leaped from the branch he was perched on, landing silently on a lower one before dropping to the ground with barely a sound. Your face lit up when you saw him, eyes sparkling with delight.

“Took you long enough,” you said, closing the distance. Your hands immediately reached for him, fingers curling around his arm as you pulled him close. “Were you watching me the whole time?”

Kinich nodded, his expression calm but the warmth in his eyes gave him away. “You’re hard to miss,” he replied, his voice low. “Especially when you’re singing all the way.”

You giggled, your hand slipping down to entwine with his. “Well, I had a feeling you’d be up there, hiding away like some elusive yumkasaurus. But you know I’ll always find you.”

Kinich tilted his head slightly, his thumb brushing across the back of your hand. “I wasn’t hiding,” he said, though there was a subtle playfulness in his tone. “I was... observing.”

You raised an eyebrow, stepping closer until you were right in front of him, bodies almost touching. “Observing, huh?” you murmured, your voice dropping to a whisper. “And did you like what you saw?”

Kinich’s eyes met yours, and for a moment, the world around him seemed to fade away—the trees, the running river, the steep cliffs. All that mattered was the warmth of your hand in his and how you looked at him, so full of life and love.

He didn’t answer with words. Instead, he leaned in, his lips brushing softly against yours in a slow and steady kiss, much like him. You responded immediately, your arms wrapping around his neck as you deepened it, your fingers gently tangling in his hair.

When you finally pulled apart, you rested your forehead against his, your breath coming in soft, warm puffs against his skin. “You don’t always have to watch from afar, you know,” you whispered, your voice laced with affection. “You can come closer.”

Kinich smiled, his hand coming up to cup the side of your face. “I’m here now,” he said softly, his voice steady as always, but with a tenderness that only you ever got to see. “I’ll always come closer when it’s you.”

.

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a/n: oh well. i didn't intend to write to him soon but i wanted to gift myself since my birthday is coming and i've been checking his tag for updates more times i should to. come on, my fella writers, where are you?

[diz-eaze]

kinich and playing the long game with a cat hybrid (y/n),,,,

; yandere, no ajaw because he's always on timeout, not proofread i wrote this in one go, catgirl (y/n), minor nsfw content near the end.

your first meeting with kinich isn't his first meeting with you at all, for he had been watching you from the cliffs above long before. still, his signature monotonous expression is present when he approaches you from behind, having seen that you were struggling with carrying a load of heavy boxes near the children of echoes.

a few steps away from you, your ears atop your head flatten as you turn around. taking a step back, you hiss at him in warning, having assumed he was there to forcibly take the items.

he raises both of his hands up to you, trying to show that he means no harm, "i'm here to help."

when you tilt your head in question, ear flickering, he points a gloved finger to the boxes near your feet. "let me carry those for you."

you pause, slit pupils asessing the stranger infront of you. there must a distinct feature about him because you gasp before pointing an accusatory finger at him with widened eyes,

"you! you're malipo kinich, aren't you?!"

unfazed, he nods, "i am."

"you...!" hissing out, you drop the box in favor of walking up to him, tail standing up straight with your clawed finger threatening to tear through fabric and dig into his skin, "what's the price you're trying to get me to pay here? is this some sort of new scam we children of echoes weren't aware of?!"

ah, a flash of recognition passes through kinich's eyes before his gloved hands gently envelop your finger, urging you to put it down. out of fluster at his actions, you do.

"you misunderstand me," he begins, stepping around your tense form as he picks up the boxes you dropped, "i'm not a scammer, nor am i expecting a form of payment from you."

your tail swishes from side to side, eyes intently following his actions as he goes through each box, with your hydro vision pulsing to life - ready to pounce if needed, "really now? because that's not what they told me about you."

he looks behind to cast you a glance, "hm?"

"they told me that malipo kinich always demands a form of payment, no matter how menial the task is," you squint at him, "were they wrong? or are you acting unusual today? because 'm not giving you mora if that's what you were hoping for!"

"relax," he sighs, now carrying all the boxes as if they weighed nothing to him, "i'm doing this out of the kindness of my heart, believe me."

"i won't."

"then don't, and just follow me to deliver these boxes," he walks forward, not even waiting for your permission.

"ugh, hey!" you call out, "do you even know where these are supposed to be dropped off?"

"no," his reply comes quick, still walking forward, "that's why i'm expecting you to guide me."

your twitches at this guy's audacity, "you're so...! i swear to the archon if you demand mora by the end of this, i'll send you to vet ifa's clinic with the amount of scratches i'll leave on you!"

he shrugs, not even bothering to look at you, "be my guest, now let's go."

you stomp your way over to him before reluctantly telling him that the destination was xilonen's workshop.

as you trek through your tribe with kinich, your attention is caught by kachina training nearby. while enthusiastically waving to her, you miss the gaze kinich sent you.

truth to be told, he was lying when he said he wasn't expecting a payment at all. don't get him wrong, your payment will come one day, he'll make sure of it.

just... not now, is all.

"not delivering boxes today?" a voice asks you from below the tree you were lounging on. when you look down, your relaxed expression contorts into one of annoyance when you spot the guy from a few days ago.

"you again!?" you sneer at him, before huffing and going back to your nails, "and no! that wasn't even my job, just me doing a favor for xilo."

i know, kinich wanted to say, but he holds his tongue against it. instead, he calls out for you, "come down from there."

you pause, "why?"

"your nails," he points, "you need to file them down, right? let me do it for you."

your ears perk at his offer, yet you try to appear uninterested, "hmph, what do you even gain from that? and i still don't have mora on me!"

"like i said, i'm not expecting any payment from you," he brings out a nail file from his pocket before holding it out to show you, "now come down and let me file your nails."

"not expecting anything in return is even more suspicious!" you accuse, still not coming down from your tree branch. "be honest with me, what's your angle here, mister ancinet name bearer? you're not trying to snatch my hydro vision, are you?"

kinich exasperatedly sighs at your stubbornness, "will you believe me if i say i find you cute? besides, i already possess a dendro one."

your dilated pupils widen at his statement, entire body tensing up, "you....? i- you-... what? i'm-!"

"come down," he stares you down despite being the one who's on the ground while pointing to the spot in front of him. as an afterthought, he adds, "please?"

"...okay." grumbling, you land on your hands and feet before childishly glaring at him, now eye to eye.

he flexes his hand, wordlessly asking for yours.

you give it to him, ears standing up straight as you watch him file your nails down with a precision and gentleness you hadn't expected at all. he's... very efficient, you'll give him that. but that's the extent of your generosity.

and if he feels your stare burning into his skin, then you're grateful he doesn't say it out loud.

when he finishes filing your nails, well, claws, he leaves behind a statement that greatly perplexes your mind: "don't let anyone else do this for you."

it seemed like your reply was not needed, for he ups and leaves without looking back at you. you begin to wonder if every tribal hero has some form of eccentricity like kinich's.

"you need to groom your tail, right?"

you yowl in surprise, caught off guard by the unexpected presence of kinich before facing him in bewilderment, "i'm sorry, repeat that?"

he raises a brow in question, yet relents, "i said, y-"

"gah, i heard you right the first time," you protest by shutting him up with your hands over his mouth, "what i meant was, why do you care?"

"because i'll do it for you, obviously," he shrugs as if the answer was obvious, and his nonchalance only serves to irk you more. had it been any other person, you would've blown a fuse at them by now for having assumed that they can just take care of you all willy-nilly.

but, you take a glance at him only to find his eyes already boring into yours, kinich has proven time and time again that he sticks to his word. while his motive for doing all of this is still unknown, he's been truthful so far. and he doesn't even demand mora in return...

so, who are you to refuse in the face of kindness?

this time, there is no argument taking place before the act of service. you promptly nod your head at him, remove your hands from his mouth, and turn around to present your long tail to him.

"don't bother with my ears," you advise him, "i can take care of it myself, so just get to it already."

"fine by me," kinich easily agrees as his gloved hands take hold of your tail at the base. the unexpected touch has your mind reeling.

"ow, be careful...!"

"sorry."

"you're not sorry at all, prick!"

"here," he holds up a fish, still very much alive, to your eye level.

"it's for you," he follows up, inching it closer to your face when you dumbly stare at him. despite the pungent smell of the fish that leaves you salivating, you must confirm that what you heard just now is true.

"me?" you point a finger at yourself, still dumbly looking at him.

kinich nods, "yes, you. i fished it out near the people of the springs' waters."

you yelp, "and then you brought that all the way here to the children of echoes!? it's a miracle that fish is still alive!"

at that, kinich releases an amused exhale. "i swung through trees the entire way here."

"you..." sighing, you finally divert your attention to the fish struggling against kinich's hold. extending your nails, you swipe at it to finally end its suffering. it'll serve its purpose as your dinner later. after a few seconds, its movements begin to seize.

"thank you, kinich. i'm sure it took great effort for you to do this," you bow down in appreciation, tail sweeping side to side in delight. then, a thought emerges in your mind. "if you want, we can share!"

"there's no need," he politely declines before motioning to the sack he's carrying behind him, "i already have mine."

"oh," you nod, "well then, just know you're welcome to my house anytime! i'll even show you around."

kinich gives you a minuscule smile, "i might just take you up on that offer one of these days."

"you better!" sending him a toothy grin, you point at the dead fish you're now holding, "you've done so much for me, after all!"

"i know."

being part-human and part-animal leaves some of your bodily functions to be altered to a certain degree.

for example, a female human's ovulation period typically causes increased sex drive and breast tenderness. however, being a hybrid, your ovulation period is not quite normal. it's more akin to a heat that animals typically experience more than anything else. it has you losing your bearings as the primal need to mate overtakes your mind for a couple of days.

when you wake up with a low thrumming beneath your skin and a sweaty forehead, you know that this is one of those days that'll result in you locking yourself up in your abode until the feeling fades out. you had been too careless and forgot to properly track your cycle, leaving you underprepared in comparison to the previous times.

still, you'll have to make do with whatever food you have left in your pantry, and to satisfy your carnal desires despite your sharp nails and lack of toys. by the end of the week, your bedsheets and covers will need to be replaced with the amount of bodily fluids you've smeared around, but that's a problem for you in the future.

in the afternoon, you regain a brief moment of clarity after fingering and penetrating yourself for hours. enough for you to draft up a letter with ink and paper to send out to xilonen through your saurian companion; you had asked for some of her crops and toys, if possible.

as you watch your grown tepetlisaurus waddle away from your abode with a carrier bag, you feel your heavy eyelids and the lull of sleep calling out to you. you yawn, stretching your body out as your ears flicker in thought. the burning need in between your legs is outweighed by the call of rest in your bed.

surely enough, the next time you wake up, it'll be with your tepetlisaurus nudging you awake with said items in his messenger bag.

as opposed to your companion nudging you awake, it's the sound of a knock coming from your front door.

blearily opening your eyes, you open your mouth to yawn, yet what comes out instead is a mewl. ah, the overwhelming urge of pleasure is back and reignited faster than before. you doubt you have the decency to hold a proper conversation with whoever is behind the door. should you wait until they leave, or answer in your vulnerable state?

knock.

"it's me." a familiar, albeit muffled, voice resounds through your twitching ears and causes you to gasp in surprise.

"k-, kinich..?" the knowledge of someone else being in your vicinity leaves your core throbbing in want.

another knock.

"open up, (y/n)," his voice pleads, a hypnotic lull beckoning you into unfastening the latch of your door to let him in and devour you whole until you forget your name.

you groan, "i can't..." you clutch your bedsheets, hoping to ground back into reality as you ignore the burning sensation within your body. "can't... let you in..."

an exhale.

"why not?" he questions you, nails tapping against the wood of your door. "i'll take care of you, (y/n). i always have."

and kinich is right, you think, fingers trailing down until it sneaks in between your legs, idly circling around your clit as you softly moan out kinich's name. he's always been so nice to you, even when you didn't deserve it.

he must have heard the low sound from your lips despite the thick wooden door separating you from him, because he loudly knocks.

"(y/n), please," the face of impatience starts to show, "let me in. i'll be so good for you."

you bite your lip, fangs sinking in until it prickles your skin. the taste of copper that emerges is nothing compared to the sheer want for him on your tongue, eradicating any other thought that isn't kinich. your perked ears hear the sound of rustling, picking up the sound of him running his hands through his hair in frustration. you would laugh at him had you not been in a similar state of thirst.

you stand up from your crumpled sheets and stagger your way toward your front door, not even bothering with the thought of covering up.

coming face to face with the varnished wood of your door, you absentmindedly reach out for the latch. "okay... i'll let you in."

a beat of silence passes, and you anticipate his reply.

a groan of relief, then, "good."

you smile, delirious. mind far too gone to rationalize how and why he knew of your predicament.

perhaps in your eyes, it's kinich doing another favor for you, but for him, this is the start of the payment he's been racking up against you all this time.

after all, the turnfire always demands a price in return.

[tartagliove]

IN GOOD COMPANY kinich x reader ✧ 1.1k words

"when there's no saurians to hunt, i take on other jobs too. i guess that means we're in the same line of work."

tags ✧ fluff, no pronouns used for reader, clumsy reader, reader and kinich are childhood friends but have feelings for each other.

note ✧ dedicated to @hanaeriin, from your @pixelcafe-network secret santa! i hope you're doing well and are taking care of yourself! i decided to not go down the wintery route for this since i know you don’t celebrate the holidays—hopefully you'll like this little kinich fic ahhh

a huge thank you to @fandomsuggestions for betaing this!

Three sheets of paper hang limply from the commission board. They flutter weakly as a hot breeze blows, which offers little relief from the scorching summer sun and the stifling humidity. You wish you were relaxing at home or cooling off in the river far below the tribe, but you have expenses that need to be paid, so you’re scanning the few available commissions and debating on which one you want to take.

Two of the commissions are straightforward and easy—a package delivery and hilichurl camp clearing—but the reward offered is nowhere near enough to cover your monthly expenses. You look at the third paper, skimming the wall of text that details a long and arduous commission. However, it also displays a reward of Mora with enough zeroes to make your eyes widen. That money would last you through most of next month as well.

It appears as though you will have a lot of traveling and fighting ahead of you. You normally are excited for a commission like this, but in the summer heat? Sighing, you reach for the commission.

A flash of green darts across your vision, snatching the sheet of paper out from beneath your fingers.

You whirl around. “Hey! Give that back, I was– Ajaw. Of course it’s you.”

“That’s Almighty Dragonlord K’uhul Ajaw to you, puny human! How many times–”

Tuning out the floating dragon’s usual rant, you look beyond him at the approaching Saurian hunter. A smile lights up your face. “Kinich!”

The bright sun makes the blue and green shine to his hair more obvious. His gorgeous eyes seem to glow from within as they look from his companion to you. “Morning,” he says, nodding at you in greeting.

You try to ignore the way a shiver runs through you at the sight. “It’s good to see you! Are you looking for a commission to take on, too?” you ask him, pointing toward the commission board that now bears two lonely pieces of paper. “The options aren’t very good.”

“Except for this one!” Ajaw flies between you two, waving the commission you were looking at in front of Kinich’s face. “It’s perfect—days of scaling the sides of mountains, fighting some dangerous creatures, not to mention, I can feel a storm brewing!”

You frown at Ajaw, knowing full well why the dangers of the commission delights him.

Kinich, however, swats the Saurian away with the back of his hand. “Were you planning on taking this?” he asks you.

You nod slowly, but then wave your hands in front of you. “You can take it if you want though! There are two more on the board, I can do those without a problem!” But even the combined pay of those commissions won’t be enough. You wince at the thought.

Kinich catches the expression that flashes across your face. “What is it?”

You hesitate for a moment, but under his steady gaze, give in and confess, “Those commissions don’t offer enough of a reward to cover what I need—even if I take both.”

There is no judgement on his face as he listens, only understanding. He nods when you finish talking, then says Ajaw’s name.

The Saurian darts over, still holding the commission. “You’re gonna pick this one, right? That puny human can’t handle this anyway–“

“Shut up,” Kinich growls, the harshest you’ve heard him in a while. He yanks the paper out of Ajaw’s grasp, then grabs the dragon and chucks him into the sky, where he vanishes with a furious yell.

With Ajaw temporarily gone, Kinich’s face relaxes as he turns his attention back to you. “Here,” he says, handing you the commission. “You had it first, you take it. I know you have the skills to see it through to the end.”

His vote of confidence warms you from within, washing away any sting Ajaw’s words had evoked. “Thank you, Kinich.” You accept the paper from him with a soft smile. “I hope you’ll find something good to take on yourself.”

He nods, strands of hair shifting from the movement. “Don’t worry about me. Focus on your commission.”

“Yes, sir!” you respond with a giggle. “Well then, I need to get ready for the job. When I’m back, we should catch up sometime! It’s been a while since we’ve hung out. I missed it- missed you,” you add on, a bit shy at the admission.

“That would be nice,” Kinich says. By his tone, you can tell he is sincere, so you can’t stop the grin from growing across your face.

“Alright then, I’ll see you around! Bye, Kinich!”

You turn and walk away, leaving the Saurian hunter to peruse the remaining two commissions on the board. Glancing down at the paper in your hand, you read it over once more to take in the details. When you get to the final line, you stop in your tracks.

The smallest string of words say, “Two or more adventurers recommended for this commission.”

Your lips part. What if- There’s no way. It wouldn’t hurt to ask, right?

“Kinich!” You shout his name as loudly as you can, running back toward the commission board. When you’ve almost reached him, you step on the back of your own sandal and trip, a noise of alarm escaping your mouth. Bracing for the impact of the ground, you are instead caught by warm hands and a steady frame.

You blink in surprise at Kinich, who keeps his grip on your upper arm and lower back until you regain your balance—and even then his touch lingers for a moment before he pulls away.

His eyes seem to pierce through you as you look at him and breathlessly ask, “Would, um, would you like to go on this commission with me?”

You hold out the paper, finger trailing along the final sentence.

Kinich huffs out a wry laugh. “Of course Ajaw didn’t mention that detail. Are you sure you want a partner for this? I know you could complete it alone.”

Swallowing, you manage to ask, “And what if I don’t want to do it alone?”

A soft look appears on his face. “Then you have someone willing to do it with you.”

You laugh in delight, and can’t help bouncing on the balls of your feet. “Alright then! I’ll be in good company.”

“And so will I.”

[milkbobatyun]

you're no better

pairing: kinich x reader

genre: angstober, events

summary: to him, everything was transactional, even your relationship

word count: 677

a/n: tried pulling for kinich w my limited savings of primos, but my kinich was a hydro astrologist who is broke like me :(

the symphony of birdsong and fires crackling in their braziers was rudely interrupted by angry shouting. the tribes members remained nonchalant, though a peek at their faces could show you how their eyes lit up with delight, their ears straining to hear more of the arguing.

recently, the tribe members noticed that a certain couple were arguing more and more frequently. the aunties internally danced in delight at the sound of gossip, though on the outside, they shook their heads severely and muttered their disappointment under their breath.

uncaring of the mutterings of the tribe, in the hidden sanctuary of your hut, the rising volume of arguing was becoming unbearable.

ajaw sighed as he heard the two of you arguing again. he obediently put himself into timeout to ensure that he didn’t get caught in the crossfire. last time that happened, he had been rudely grabbed and thrown out of the open window, before said window was slammed with a force hard enough to shatter the glass.

perhaps the honeymoon period of your relationship was nearing its end.

once again, kinich had cancelled on your date night due to a commission he had received. his excuse? the commission was more valuable than your date night.

you could curse your lovesick heart for putting you in such a position. truth be told, you had known what you were signing yourself up for when you agreed to date the bearer of the malipo name. everything to them had to be weighed carefully. they couldn’t bear getting the short end of the stick.

this flaw had become a hurdle in the way of your relationship. time and time again, kinich would prioritise an urgent assignment he had received over your own dates and needs, believing that his argument of ‘it’s more valuable’ could be applicable for everything.

“i can’t believe we’re having this argument again!” you yellowed, voice hoarse with how long the two of you had been arguing. your fists were clenched by your side, fingernails digging crescent moons into your skin

“you need to understand, this commission is a better deal.” kinich shot back, brows furrowed in anger, his arms crossed against his chest.

“you’re always prioritising your deals and commissions over me.” you pointed out, hurt evident in your voice.

“because they are more important, these commissions are what earns me money.” kinich affirmed, face impassive. “anyways, you’re not one to talk, you’ve cancelled on me last minute more than ajaw has been obedient and listened to me.”

hearing those last words, heat coursed through your body, fury making you see red. you slammed your hands on the table top, the chair you had been sitting on toppled behind you.

“you’re no better, everything in this relationship to you is a transaction. a careful consideration of what would benefit you more.” your words cut deeply into kinich.

with a deep sigh, you deflated, all the fight draining from you as you sink your head into your hands.

“i’ve had enough of this. i’m tired. so tired of all this arguing.” your voice broke as you tried to fight back the tears.

trying to pick up what was left of your dignity, you gathered some essentials, before heading outside, disappearing into the darkness.

kinich slumped in his chair, shoulders hunched over, his mind racing with a million thoughts. his brows furrowed, but for a second, his anger flickered, guilt overtaking his emotions before it was buried under by his frustration.

‘am i really in the wrong? should i go after them? no, they’re being dramatic as always.’

an ominous feeling gnawed at his chest, but he chose to ignore it, his pride and dignity as a name bearer holding him back. nothing bad could happen. you were smart and capable. he trusted you to return back into his arms safely.

his fingers danced restlessly across the table, the ticking of the clock creeping under his skin, dread settling cold and heavy in his stomach. 

he should’ve listened to his gut feeling. he should’ve gone after you that night.

∧,,,∧ ( ̳• · • ̳)  © curated with love by milkbobatyun 2024 / づ ♡

[kaahgyuya]

saving u . ! (FLUFF)

. synopsis ; you get hurt, so kinich saves you.

. warnings/notes ; g!n reader, kinich might be a little and or completely ooc, forgive me.. 😓 he's kinda nonchalant, and no ajaw for this oneshot, and mention of being exposed to drug substance? (oneshot with plot), and reader in this might not be a liking for you! (Reqs are open, so feel free to recommend some stuff of your own!)

REQS. are open!!! (Open until 10/3)

You were always out in the wilderness going out and taking commissions one from another. Whether it'd be fighting, or simply delivering something, you'd always get it done in time.

All of the customers/clients you'd take commissions from, would always have something nice to say about you. That you were always a sweetheart and kindhearted.

Sometimes, your kindness would get you blind, and for this commission you took on, you didn't notice a single thing.

"Ah, isn't that Y/N?" You were passing by Kinich's tribe looking for him until someone called out for you.

"Hm? Hello! What is it that you need?" You turned to them. A slightly older man, maybe up to his 60s or 70s went up to you.

"you take on commissions, don't you?" The old man asked.

"Yes, I do! Is there anything I need to do for you?" You replied in a cheerful like tone.

"Ah, would you mind getting rid of some dangerous foes around the area? It's been bothering me and some of the fellow tribe people." The old man said.

"Uh huh, but first I have to know about the details about this commission, did you put it up on the adventures guild board or anything like that?" You asked.

"I did, but nobody took on the commission so I took it down." The old man looked sad, and you felt bad for him.

"Don't worry, sir! If you give me the details of the commission, then I'll be sure to get it done." You said in a reassuring tone.

"But before that, what's your name?"

"It's Junan." He replied.

"Don't worry Junan, if you have the commission details with you, I'll be able to get it done."

"Yes, yes, I have the paper details." Junan gave you some old paper that had a few rips and tears, and the paper looked quite old.

Some ruin guards and ruin hunters were around the area, that's not good, people can get hurt!

"I see... do you have a payment?"

"Unfortunately no, it was given to me by Kinich."

'Kinich? Huh that's kind of odd. Why would he give out a commission like this?'

"Kinich huh, alright. Do you have the location?"

"It's nearby the entrance, go a little to the left and then go straight. My memory is slowly getting worse by the years. Haha." The old man laughed.

"It's alright sir, well then, I'll take off."

"Thank you, Y/n." He waved goodbye to you and you walked off.

"Why would Kinich give out a commission like that?.. Something doesn't seem right."

"Whatever, maybe he was just too lazy to deal with it?"

You arrive at the place, surprisingly, there's no ruin guards or monsters anywhere. But since there's none, you get a little suspicious.

"I'll just take a quick look around just in case.." you look around the area, getting distracted by the beautiful view around you.

You then wince, something doesn't seem right.

Some horrible smell comes from somewhere, you don't wanna go near it.

You block your nose and mouth and slowly back away.

You then turn behind you to find yourself...

Being ambushed.

A couple of guys suddenly grab your arm and then say something, but that horrible smell/substance made you feel light headed making you feel really weak.

You suddenly see a silhouette that scoops you up before falling to the ground, you feel a gush of air as if you're flying.

You feel so tired that you suddenly...

"Huh?.. where am I?" You looked around you to notice you weren't at the place where you got ambushed, but under some tent.

"You're awake, you were ambushed by some people." You look over to where the voice came, and it was Kinich. He had some bandages with him and a wet towel.

"Owie, that stings." You whined.

"They hurt you pretty badly." You couldn't help but look at his face, and he looks a little guilty.

"I had took on some commission from someone, and they said that—"

"I know." Kinich cut you off.

"Huh? How?"

"I just do." Kinich says, while patching up your wounds. He totally wasn't stalking you when you were taking that suspicious commission from that guy.

"That commission wasn't from me, besides that issue was resolved a long time ago, it was just used to ambush you, or even kill you." Kinich said in a stern tone.

"I had already dealed with the guys so you're fine to rest here. Take as long you need to recover." He added.

You slowly sat up, while wincing at the pain.

"You know, I could've taken care of my wounds even if I did get ambushed." You said while looking over at him.

"Yeah, but there was this drug or substance that would make you pass out and or weak. You could've died."

"But you didn't have to take care of me like this."

"I'm just repaying the price, am I not?"

"For what? The commission I finished for you ages ago?"

"I guess so," kinich said.

You sighed as his hands gently lingered over your arms and body, making sure he patched them right.

"You're doing alright, right? Do you need water?" He asked. Even though his tone wasn't full of emotion, his eyes showed it.

"I'm doing.. fine. My body just hurts all over the place right now." You awkwardly looked away.

"You really didn't have to patch me up, though. Don't you already have stuff to do?" You added.

"I finished my stuff eariler today, so I'm free." Kinich looked up at you.

"Kinich, you know, you really didn't have to. You've already done so much stuff for me, and I don't know how to pay you back."

"It's fine, maybe think of a payment you can pay me back with."

"But you always say that and then just don't care about it after."

"That's because I really don't. For you, I'd do it for free. No need to pay me." He was still kneeled by you, as he looked at your wounds again.

"But really, you didn't have to patch me up, I could've done it myself." You felt pity.

"Sure, I didn't have to patch you up, but I needed to."

"Needed to? Did you mean want to?"

"No, I needed to."

@kaahgyuya 9/29/24 10:10 pm

a/n; lazy writing today, might post smt tmrw if I have my creative juices flowing!! Otherwise I hope you enjoyed this >_<

[star-dust-no-name]

꒰১𝓜𝔂 𝓼𝓪𝓿𝓲𝓸𝓻໒꒱

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𝒦𝒾𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝓍 𝑔𝑒𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇 𝓃𝑒𝓊𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓁 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇

𝐼𝒩 𝒲𝐻𝐼𝒞𝐻: 𝒦𝒾𝓃𝒾𝒸𝒽 𝒻𝒾𝓃𝒹𝓈 𝒽𝒾𝓂𝓈𝑒𝓁𝒻 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓅𝓇𝑒𝒹𝒾𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝑒𝑒𝒹𝓈 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓈𝒶𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔

Written with romance in mind but can also be read as platonic

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In hindsight Kinich should’ve been careful, he realized that now as he was met face to face with the infamous Pyro fatui agent that constantly terrorized and threatened the local villagers

Nobody else was taking the commission to defeat him and the price was much higher to pass on

Balachko is what he named himself, he was easily one of the hardest enemies he’s ever encountered

“Is that all you’ve got?”

Kinich gasped as he was kicked right on the side of his stomach stumbling over as he gasped for air slightly wheezing

His claymore was long gone destroyed by the pyro agent a few moments ago and he knew his partner Ajaw would do anything to get him killed

As a last ditch attempt to somehow escape he summoned his grappling hook as he aimed towards the sky and shot out swinging through the air

But it failed as he was grabbed by his leg and quickly thrown to the ground

“Haha…to think that the oh so powerful member of the Huitztlan tribe is so easily defeated…what a joke”

Kinich underestimated him he should’ve just asked Mualani to help him and split the commission money with her 50/50

But he thought about that too late and now he was going to have to pay the price

Kinich let out a wheeze a desperate attempt to somehow breath as he stood up clutching his stomach

But when he looked up the pyro agent was turning his back on him

“It’s much more satisfying for me to prevent you from escaping and helping you meet your doom by your internal bleeding”

Kinich stumbled as he felt it…

His weak pulse

His pale skin

His cold skin

His lightheadedness

“I take it that 1 hour later you’ll be gone…”

The pyro agent let out a laugh as he watched Kinich try to escape by his grappling hook again

“Looking for this?”

The pyro agent let out another laugh as he watched the realization and horror in Kinich face as he realized his dendro vision was long gone and into the hands of the pyro agent

He was really going to die…

Before he lost consciousness forever he caught sight of a person rushing towards him along with Mualani

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“Please tell me he’ll be okay”

Kachina said as she clutched the bedsheets that currently housed an unconscious Kinich

“He will be alright after all I’m not an experienced healer for nothing”

You said smiling at Kachina trying to comfort her

You were currently inside a makeshift tent a medical tent to be more specific in the middle of Natlan

Earlier in the morning Mualani and you were talking about random stuff when the topic of Kinich came up and his unusual commission that he took up

Knowing the rumors you were a little bit nervous of course you knew how powerful Kinich was but your mind couldn’t help but worry especially since your mind would also remind you of any injury he could receive due to the pyro fatui and him being a dendro user

Only to calm down your nerves Mualani and Kachina (who had overheard your conversation and wanted to join in since she had to collect some items near the area anyways) alongside yourself headed towards the area where the pyro agent was

It was supposed to be a quick trip to get Kachina’s materials and check up on Kinich and then you would leave (and possibly cheer him on from the sidelines)

But when in the distance you saw how he was getting beaten up you knew you had to step in

Being a hydro healer you had no abilities to fight so you quickly ran with a Mualani behind you and a Kachina ready to support you both if you needed it

Mualani distracted the pyro agent while you ran in and bridal style carried Kinich out of the cave he was trapped in and ran with your life while Mualani stole Kinich’s vision back and also ran away

Right now what was most important to you and your friends was to make sure Kinich was safe not a pyro agent

So here you were taking care of Kinich

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“Ugh…my head”

Kinich tried to stand up

Only to have you appear quickly after hearing him and quickly rushing him to lay on his back again

“Calm yourself down buddy you just got attacked and lost a lot of blood not to mention internal bleeding as well”

You said as you handed him some medications to stop the bleeding for now

“I know you want to leave as soon as possible but right now what’s best for you is to rest a little bit at least until your body accepts the new blood”

You said as you looked at him

“My apologies but knowing your blood type I quickly made a transfer of blood with mine as you were loosing a lot”

“Right now it’s what I could do with my abilities we will be leaving in 2 days to head back and give you a proper check up”

Kinich nodded as he listened to your every word

But he couldn’t resist thinking about how amazing you were in your abilities on being able to heal quickly and effortlessly

You really are his savior

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Authors Note: I should emphasize that in no way am I an expert in the medical field or anything like I just searched up stuff and symptoms like I am no expert so don’t take any of my writing as a professional diagnosis🙏😭

Also sorry for late update ment to post yesterday but I took a nap for way too long

-Stardust

[bluecottenswab]

Kinich x F!y/n

Ajaw

Breast play

Cumming

Sexual themes

Very very small language 

Blood/cuts

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You are married to Kinich btw

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YOUR POV

"Kinichhh how much longer?"

My arms wobbling as I grab onto the next rock. 

"You doing fine Y/n. I'll be right here."

Kinich says below me. Right now we are going to go search for the rogue Yumkasaurus. Before, it was calm and nice. But recently the Yumkasaurus has harmed people, leaving bite marks with abyssal remnants. As I reach the top of the mountain I lean over the edge to help Kinich.

"See it wasn't that hard."

"E-easy for y-you to say"

You stutter from exhaustion. 

"Someone help me!!!!"

A young male yells. Getting on my feet me and Kinich rush over. The saurian in defense mode, protecting the man. But from what? 

"I see now."

"Huh? See what?"

"The reason why people had bites with abyssal remnants was because an abyssal monster attacked them. Not the real saurian."

Kinich sighed in annoyance. Quickly defeating the enemy. As he helps the man get home, I stay and take care of the saurian. The injuries on the man were barely noticeable, while the Yumkasaurus had deep cuts and was very dirty. I wrap the wounds and take the saurian near a river bank. As we reach the river I take my clothes off. I feel safe knowing that no one except Kinich will be here, this is because the tribe closed off the area. Of course because of the attacks. Slipping in, the cold water slides across my skin. I help the saurian get the blood and dirt off, I hear a sound behind me. Turning around I see Kinich arrive. 

"Kinich! Come here!"

"EWW YOU MORTAL!! THAT IS NOT HOW YOU SHOULD WARSHIP THE ALL MIGHT-"

"Then stop looking at her"

Kinich flicks away Ajaw.

"KINICH"

I softly chuckle and invite Kinich in. Nodding he strips and joins. I help the Yumkasaurus get out of the river and onto land. On my tippy toes I push the Yumkasaurus out of the water. But just barely coming out of the water. The stones under me give way and I slip. My face inches away from hitting the water, I feel Kinich wrap an arm around my breasts, pulling me to his chest. 

"Be careful... poke"

As he said poke, he poked my breast.

"KINICH!!!"

"What? They are like buns. Soft and fun to play with."

"Buns? You play with your food?"

"Ah so my dear servant is a child. How amusing."

Ajaw says out of nowhere. Laughing, I poke at Kinich's cheek. 

"Awwww, my love. I didn't know you like playing with you food like a bab-AHHH"

My head gets shoved under water. Resurfacing, I glare at Kinich. A smirk appears on his face. With a huff, I go to the other side of the river, sulking. 

"So easily annoyed"

"Ah I see, Kinich must not want a wife anymore"

His eyes glare into mine, but he soon dives under water. Huh?? Soon I'm lifted up out of the water.

"Put me down. Now!" 

I struggle. Kinich puts his arm under my butt to support me. Boobs in his face. I struggle to get free. Kicking and thrashing. 

"Kinich you're so dead!"

"Sure, definitely"

He says in a sarcastic tone. 

"Let go!"

"Fine"

That easy? Is what I would have said before. I'm dropped into the cold water. I immediately get out of the water and put my clothes on.

"Goodbye!"

I walk away. Grabbing my climbing gear, I slowly descend. Half way down I realize I forgot to grab my sword. Lots of monsters are near the area. Most are very aggressive. Looking up and down, the quickest and safest way is down. The climb up was dangerous and that was with Kinich. Without him, I could fall and not be saved. Going down it is. 

ONE LAST STEP! My feet touch the ground. I do my little victory dance.  

"Time to go home"

"...AHHHH!"

I jump at Kinich's voice. 

"Next time don't leave without me. It's not safe."

"Fineeee. But you were mean for pushing my head under water!"

"You were being annoying."

"So were you!"

After our baby argument, we arrive home. I make dinner, which has a variety of meats, vegetables, bread, and etc. I even give Ajaw some of the sandwiches I made. He finally stopped talking. And for a while. 

As the sun sets I hop into the shower. The summer is at its highest temperature and I sweat a tone. The steam added more comfort. Soon after, Kinich joins... AGAIN. Looking at him, I see is toned muscles flexing when he goes to wash his hair. Stepping closer I put my hands on his abs. My fingers tracing over the veins. Kinich sits down on the stone bench we have in our shower. Sitting down on Kinich's lap, I take the conditioner and lather it in his hair. Massaging his scalp. His hands pull me closer to him, my breasts covering his face. 

"You okay?"

I ask, noticing that his shoulders are tense. He nods. Taking the body wash, I grab a washcloth near by and clean the dirt he accumulated during the fight earlier today. Kinich rubs his fingers over my stomach. 

"Y/n..."

"Hhm"

"Would you want a baby?"

"Huh!? What kind of question is that? And any way if I did want a baby, I would like to have it after Natlan is safe from the abyss."

Kinich tightened his hold on me and looks up at me. 

"Kinich what's wrong? Something is clearly on your mind."

"I-What if when the abyss do attack, I can't get to you in time. Please before the abyss attacks, get to a safe place. What if we never have kids?"

He says, now he is focused on my stomach. He clearly wants to have kids. 

"You said you want kids right? How about we try? As long as you keep me safe that is."

I chuckle. Kinich kisses my stomach, before he speaks up.

"We then...let's start"

"Wait wait wait!"

"No, you already said we could. And Ajaw is in a good mood. He won't interrupt us, unlike last time."

I cringe at his words. The time we got caught by Ajaw, he would come up to me and start mocking me. Saying 'ohhhh Kinich' or 'I'm gonn-'. He wouldn't let it go. 

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Kinich turns me around his lap. Lifting up my butt and aligning his member and my heat. He slowly lets me down top of him. His member stretching my walls, filling every inch. Moaning out his name. Placing his hands on my hips, Kinich lifts me up and down. Slamming into me each time. Each time he slams into me, the warmth in my stomach increases. My climax comes near.

"Kinich I'm coming!"

Right as I'm about to cum, he pulls out. 

"Why did you pull out?"

I ask. I start pumping my fingers in and out to try and finish my orgasm. Kinich pulls my fingers out, he stands up and gets out of the shower.

"Wait Kinich"

"Give me a second, let me open the door"

"Huh? Why?!" 

"To make sure that if we need to move quickly we can"

He comes back in the shower and lifts me up. The shower is still on, so he must mean to run back in there if anyone walks in our house. 

As he takes me out of the bathroom, he carries me over to the Kitchen. Putting me on the counter he puts his member deep inside me. I moan out his name.  We start off slow, the warmth returning. Pushing me forward, Kinich takes my boobs and starts sucking on them. Pleasure consuming us both. Lewd sounds emerge from me. Kinich hits my cervix each and every time. My climax soon follows.

"I-im coming"

My walls tighten around him and start trying to milk him. With my release, he follows. His hot seed spills into my womb. Breathing hard, Kinich turns me around, my stomach on the cold counter. Opening my legs more Kinich now slams into my body deeper. A bump can be seen on my stomach. Skin slaps against skin. This is the loudest I've ever moaned. Keeping the same pace, I soon cum. 

"F-fuck"

Kinich moans out. His member twitch's inside me. With one powerful slam, he and I cum.

Kinich picks me up with member still inside me. Our juices can be seen running down my legs. Turning off the water Kinich, brings us to bed. Kinich lays down with me on top.

"I-I'm not pulling out until the morning. Have to make sure you get pregnant."

To tired to respond, I just nod my head. Kinich falls asleep first while I stay awake. Once in awhile, I push his member further into me to make sure I don't waste a single drop. I fall asleep to the sound of Kinich's breathing. 

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✨ bonus✨

YOUR POV

Stirring awake, I put my hands one Kinich's chest to get up. Moving to the side, I feel a pressure in my stomach. Looking down I see his member is still in me. My arousal getting to me once again. I slowly go up and down. Making sure I don't wake Kinich up. I keep the same pace. The knots in my stomach become more. The wetness from our juices makes very loud noises. I cover my mouth to keep moans in. Kinich's member doesn't erect but I am for sure coming. With one final down, my juice drip over his member. White juice can be seen running down my butt. Getting off of Kinich I head to the bathroom. Getting a pregnancy test, pee on it. While I wait, I get into the shower to clean myself off. At some point Kinich must have woken up, because he comes into the shower. He kneels down to my stomach and creases it. 

"I saw the result...you are pregnant"

Tears flow down my cheeks as Kinich embraces me.

[hunters-vigil]

Her Champion - Mavuika x Kinich's older sister!Reader - Part One

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request: do you think maybe you can do another one which talks about how the reader is Kinich’s older sister and having an affair with Mavuika?

Warnings: domestic violence, childhood trauma, abandonment, child abuse, neglect, death, alcoholism, gambling, still trying to figure out how to write Kinich and Ajaw, so characters may be ooc - I read Kinich's lore a lot to write this...

Fic under the cut, don't repost my stuff on other platforms, i have ao3 which my fics are also available on.

Kinich's seventh birthday still echoed in your mind, despite your belief that you and your brother had moved on from that day.

One of the first lessons you taught your baby brother: if our father is chasing us both, split up and run in different directions. He couldn't chase you both.

His moods were easy to recognise, everything hinged on the betting tables, if he won, he was sober, bringing you and Kinich expensive sweets, and your mother hand-picked flowers. If he lost, he was drunk and furious, leaving you to grab Kinich and hide, while your mother argued with a man who would never stop. Even if he admitted his faults, he was an addict with no interest in discontinuing to gamble.

It grew worse when your family had to move from your home in the Scions of the Canopy to a base of a mountain nowhere near the tribe. Your father had gambled the house away. Your mother taught you and Kinich skills like planting grainfruit, twisting castor oil plants into ropes, and using tapioca flour to make thicker noodles. Kinich learned how to make traps for forest boars, while you learned how to cook them. Kinich hates grainfruit now, and you don't blame him.

But there was nobody around to help when your father was in a drunken rage, and the injuries were piling up.

The night your mother left, your father took it out on you. The shard of glass from the bottle barely missed your eye, Kinich standing in shock before you both ran out the door, and splitting up into different directions as your father drunkenly yelled. You were left hoping and praying that someone would find you both and take you away from this supposedly family.

But nobody came to save you.

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Your mother never came back that night.

You didn't return home until the morning. You spent the night in a tree, on guard in case Kinich or your father passed by. You weren't sure when you fell asleep, but upon awaking up, a smooth round thing was attached to your waist, glowing light blue as you held it up to the sun.

Your face healed, but it left a visible scar that had you avoiding mirrors. Kinich's birthday was coming up, and you had been trying to make him something. Your attempts to track down your mother had been fruitless, and the people at the Scions of the Canopy only looked at you with concern and confusion, watching you scurry away.

All Kinich wanted was news of your mother, asking the dreaded question that sent your father into a hungover fury. He stumbled over bottles as he began to chase the two of you, but you split up into different directions. You realised too late he was following Kinich's path, the wind no longer carrying his yells to you. Turning on your heel, you only arrived in time to find your seven year old brother in a daze, staring at your father's broken body on the ground.

It was Kinich who knew how to use the grappling hook, the two of you moving your father's stiffening body to bury. The two of you were at peace, but you only had each other after that.

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When Kinich was younger, sometimes he found you staring at the burial site, glaring at it as the ground beneath your feet iced over.

This changed when the elders finally became concerned, your parents had not been seen at the tribe for a while, and Kinich never attended school. You had until you moved houses, not wanting to leave Kinich and your mother alone with him. You stopped going near the tribes when you realised nobody knew where your mother had gone. So, your brother attended the tribal markets and ran errands for the elders, while you tried to figure out your cryo vision or fix up the poor excuse of a house that your parents left behind. He often watched you train at night, after you had watched warriors training from afar during the days, observing their moves to replicate.

He told you about the day at school. His one day. He was unbothered by what the children called him, only gaining intrigue at how you rolled your eyes at everyone's worshipping, the false glory of 'Malipo' Burkina, Master Yupanqui and 'Kiongozi' Mavuika, plus any other from the Scions who had ascended to become the Archon or someone significant to history.

"Where was the archon, where were the tribespeople, when- parents aren't supposed to be like ours were." You had cut short your explanation, deciding to not give Kinich the same motivations in life that you had.

Nobody was coming to save you. So you save yourself instead. Kinich was an exception. You would protect him, but he could protect himself, and you had warned him before, "save yourself, don't worry about me."

Kinich saw everything through their costs. You liked to keep things balanced. Give and take, a favour for a favour, never all or nothing. That phrase turned your stomach, reminding you of your father and his gambling habits. You were lucky he hadn't tried to use you or Kinich as betting chips…

It was Kinich who persuaded you to meet Elder Leik, the two of you ended living beside him for many years. While Kinich received some trinkets from the people he learned from, you had no interest in any of that. Your most precious trinket was your vision, and then your weapon, as Elder Leik sent you to the Children of Echoes to get it crafted.

Your brother being so restless on his off-days led to the two of you training, honing your combat skills while you also practiced with your cryo vision.

Elder Leik explained your ancient name to you when you received it a few years ago, and while you originally lacked interest in the piece of obsidian, participating in the Pilgrimmage had some worth to you. You could test your skills against opponents that weren't your baby brother… although, he was not a baby anymore.

[mielwriting]

Natlan Archon Quest Act 1, 2 Reaction

Had to split it into multiple parts cause it's so long...

That empty expanse between Sumeru and Natlan that doesn’t have any people or wildlife is jarring. I only realized AFTER I got there that there was a teleport waypoint past all that that had automatically unlocked, but I couldn’t see it cause it was hidden by the archon quest symbol. 

Can’t believe the Traveler and Paimon didn’t wanna ask how the Echoes’ Chief suddenly recognized us. 

Love the cutscene of the Traveler switching between elements. 

Kachina reminds me of Bennett. I expect us to learn about his origins in 5.X

There are fantasy giraffes?!

Nice to see them calling him Dvalin, not Stormterror

*running away from the researcher guy cause I don’t want to be forced into a conversation and he literally starts chasing when you get too close*

Oooooooh so when Neuvi said “Natlan is plagued by wars” waaay too many of us assumed wars between the humans, not wars vs the abyss. 

So if someone who isn’t an Ancient Name Bearer makes it to the Night Warden Wars, does their name become an Ancient Name for future generations to potentially receive?

“Danger is the nature of war” Mualani says. But Kachina told us all ancient name bearers are required to compete - even kids like her. I can see how this mentality might have been manipulated by others to force Vennessa’s tribe into oppression. 

Also what the fuck? Not sure I’m buying the whole “not a single Natlan person wants to leave” after hearing they force people to fight like this. Mondstadt (& Liyue to a lesser extent) continues to be the only nation I’d feel safe in. What the hell. 

And yeah sure the archon can resurrect them. But like. That doesn’t fix the trauma. It’s still fucked up. 

THERE ARE EXCEPTIONS TO THE REVIVING

Citlali was introduced in the trailer by her strong insistence on not participating in the Pilgrimage. I can see why. I already like her. 

This whole situation sounds like the recipe for burn out (literally too. Death). 

Kinich cannot be older than 25. And he’s just casually stating he’s died before… 

You people need therapy

Also what’s up with Ajaw? He’s such a bully. What the hell man. 

I say that now but I assume his situation of “I am mighty and I will conquer the world!” (and everyone treating them like a kid) is like King from Owl House. 

Though of course, I only started sympathizing with King from Owl House because of character development. Something that Genshin Impact rarely gives its playable characters. 

Anyway, this whole “ancient names are forgotten if the bearers fail”. Is that a conscious effort to erase these people from records, or is it more like an Irminsul erasure?

“Feast until the bill gives the Archon a heart attack” finally, an archon with mora!

Kachina “I can’t keep using my age as an excuse”. If only Lisa or Alhaitham or Venti were here to teach her the importance of giving yourself grace and letting yourself rest. 

“I have to prove I’m not trying to avoid the wars” babygirl you are 9 years old

Kachina you have a 7 or 8 Pilgrimage losing streak?! Do these things happen once a year? How young were you when you first participated…

Kachina always prepared with her backpack… she’s like Dora but with gifted kid issues…

All these other playable characters with their “trauma” from “near-death” experiences”. Try actually dying a few times; then you can cry PTSD!

But of course, being raised in the US, I recognize this is partly the influence of a very individualistic culture. 

And about the whole revival thing. That’s Chekov’s Consequence-Free Traumatic Death Scene! Place your bets now; who’s gonna die in the archon quest, and then be revived?

So, what if someone with a (not pyro) vision wins the competition? Do they become pyro archon, overriding their previous elemental vision? 

Does this mean Mavuika has 3 names: her regular name, her Goetic name, and her Ancient Name? 

Is it possible for people without a vision to be gifted an Ancient Name? 

Oh my god you send a team of FIVE to fight the entire abyss?!

So you CAN have a vision that doesn’t match your tribe’s element. Atea, of the Peoples of the Springs, has a pyro vision.

[yakourinka]

Thoughts on Natlan? Outside of It could use more Abyss. Because it could use more THREATENING Abyss instead of whatever the fuck they have going on.

oh I just finished Natlan actually and I fucking hated it lmao. I haven't had time to sit with it but on top of my head

- Literally everyone in Natlan is an expert supreme on the Abyss yet none of this information has ever made it out of Natlan. We're meant to believe that it's because Natlanese (awful awful word) can't leave their home. BUT NATLAN GETS TOURISTS. The travel ban goes only one way! And we're meant to believe that the nation is a popular tourist spot!

- The big bad of Abyss being a giant purple ball in the sky that muhahahahas and hihihihis. Corny as hell villain

- I loved Ronova's design but the shit with the "I need Mavuika's death -> I am being asked to take the life of this person instead who will put me in great jeopardy -> for some reason I give up entirely on taking Mavuika's life like I intended initially because I have early onset dementia and forgot." Why did she. Just not. Refuse Capitano and take Mavuika's life instead? I've seen people argue it's because she agreed and no takebacksies and yada yada the Rules of Death demand that the Lord of the Night choose the sacrifice while Ronova receives the sacrifice. Girl at that point you are writing the story for the writers. We have not established any of this

- Capitano's story was great but severely held down by the fact that he got no screentime until the end and felt like he was being shoehorned into the story, thus diminishing the impact of his last scene

- Every time Mavuika interacted with Capitano she came out looking worse

- Actually yeah Mavuika was near unbearable. The writers seem to have forgotten that what made previous Archons compelling was that they were gods with flaws and problems and feelings they had to grapple with. The plot bends over backwards to make Mavuika's plan work, the heroes appear, Capitano offers his life in her place because "she has a right to lead the future she created" and what are consequences anyway? Mavuika glazing is excessive and tiring. My hot archon mommy who can be everything any given person needs at any given moment

- Even worse was the Traveler glazing. Forgoing worldbuilding in favour of extremely outdated cool shounen moments during the Abyss fights - which were immensely confusing by the way, like what the fuck is happening. That incredible cutscene where every single named character tells you how great you are one by one that made me cringe in a new and exciting way. Paimon pop-ups telling you what friendship is. Post-fight the entire tour of the stadium where every single person is sucking your dick for 15 minutes straight. The Traveler's dance scene. Please stop

- Abyss sends like 1.0 hilichurls and shit lmao how threatening

- Speaking of threat this is the most laid back nation we've ever been to - like not even drunkard Mondstadt was this mellow - and we're supposed to believe they're under constant attack by the Abyss AND they're also having fiesta 24/7 but also they're under attack and hundreds of years of war and oooo dead people oooo make it make sense. None of the tribes have a structured military except maybe the fliers! No defense fortifications anywhere! hello??

- The tribe inspired by Polynesian island cultures is known to be laziest, full of loose people who party and sleep 24/7. yikes

- White NPCs with dreads

- Worst playable character designs by far. Why does Mavuika have a bike and Xilonen a DJ stand and Kinich is 8-bit. Kachina has a gizmo. And yet the entire nation lives in conditions more archaic than any other nation. I listened to someone defend this like, it's because it's meant to symbolically bring past and future together, because this is a human nation, bound to their traditions like ancient names and the rite and shit, built on the ashes of the extremely technologically advanced draconic nation. While that is a nice thought you're doing the writers' work for them again because none of that is even remotely relevant in the story. None! We see none of this juxtaposition. The entire nation live in huts by torchlight. The playable characters just have these things. No one during the AQ even bring this up beyond one brief comment by Capitano and then Mavuika at the very end when she says Dottore is looking into it. It's so irrelevant it's almost offensive and makes it look like Mavuika is pulling a bike out of her ass

- Becomes relevant in the World Quest which was by far the best part of Natlan even though I didn't care for the little critter beyond thinking it was cute, but that quest is so divorced from rest of Natlan it may as well be irrelevant. Shout out to Kukulkan, my homie

tldr thanks genshit

[d0tt0re1smyw1fe]

ᴹᴬᴹᴵᴴᴸᴬᴾᴵᴺᴬᵀᴬᴾᴬᴵ//ᴸ'ᴬᴾᴾᴱᴸ ᴰᵁ ⱽᴵᴰᴱ{Kinichx[Fem!]reader}

CHAPTER 5 : ᴸᴬ ᴰᴼᵁᴸᴱᵁᴿ ᴱˣQᵁᴵˢᴱ

LA DOULEUR EXQUISE// (n.) the heart-wrenching pain of wanting the affection of someone unattainable.

———

We did it. We found her. I'll tell you, kachina wasn't lying about the physical description. 

We found her back against a rock, her eyes shut. She looked sad, miserable almost. Turmoil might be the best word for this.

Kinich had a sense of...relief. Just knowing she was  alright was enough for him. It made his heart swell, in the positive way.

But she was off, obviously so. I mean, those markings hey weren't on her face originally. It was chilling, reminded them of the night kingdom, of the abyss order.

Shaking off the thought, kinich stepped forward, lightly shaking you awake.

"Hm..?" You hummed in response, not fully comprehending the situation. "Oh. Found me.." She finished with a slight , semi-creepy smile.

"You say that as if it was a game of hide and seek.." Paimon deadpanned. "Was it not?" She replied.

////

Walking back with them was awkward to say the least. Pure, uncanny silence. The only noise made was footsteps, cloth rustling, and metal clinking.

Honestly this boring ass walk was making you wish you never came with them. But then again If you never went with them, you wouldn't see your darling good friend kinich.

////

You used to sneak out of the house to see him, and you would always be yelled at. 

"You can't just..leave the house when you want! Its dangerous out there!"

"That boy is dangerous, he can't be trusted!"

Often the elders would give you scolding looks. But did you care? No. They're old as time itself and had nothing better to do, so who would care? Not me!

Today was one of those day's where i had snuck out again.

I remember sitting by the large waterfall, eating spinel fruits that had been traded from springs tribe. It was disgustingly hot outside, which was evident from the fact that you were sweating.

"You know, everyday i wake up and wish I was born in mondstadt, even if its kinda boring." I mindlessly stated, looking up at the 'sky'.

"Oh? Do elaborate?"

"..." I slowly turned my neck towards him. "It doesn't get this hot in mondstadt." 

His only response was a slight chuckle.

Truth be told, you didn't really care about the weather, I just liked to complain.

I loved that day with all my heart. Nothing even happened, I just loved it..

////

It felt strange being in that group again. It felt strange being near them again.

Recently you've been feeling strangely emotional, and right now you felt like crying.

Pressing your tongue to the roof of my mouth, I sucked in a sharp breath. Why now? Why at this time in this specific moment? You had all those other hours, but you decided to (almost) cry now.

You looked up into the sky, blinking hard. Nostalgia and the bittersweet emotions hit you like a brick wall.

These were...foreign feelings, feelings you hadn't felt in so long. Feelings the 𝔄𝔅𝔇ℑ𝔗𝔒ℜ𝔜 had protected you from...

You could feel the Gaze of Kinich bore into you. He noticed. I felt a sense of dread pile up into the pit in my stomach, knowing that an investigation would approach soon after if you had time alone.

////

Melancholy. Lonely. Deserted. Those are describing words for the 𝔄𝔅𝔇ℑ𝔗𝔒ℜ𝔜 now that you discarded of the mental segments.

At-least, thats what the only one living inside of the 𝔄𝔅𝔇ℑ𝔗𝔒ℜ𝔜 thought. The only one left. One created not for comfort, but rather as a new beginning. A testimony to a personal evolution. 

A clump of emotions created with a different perspective of them. Created by nostalgia and the past, but being just as malleable to be able to embrace the future.

Longing and sentimental value. It was almost its own being. 

It was a pillar of freedom, and A much needed change in the 𝔄𝔅𝔇ℑ𝔗𝔒ℜ𝔜.

/////

Eventually you ,kachina , Xilonen, Kinich, the traveler and paimon reached the children of Echoes. Mualani and Chasca bid their farewells, though mualani promised to go soaking in the hot spring with you soon.

What a cute proposal, you felt a rush of excitement for the first time in a good while.

You knew you'd be investigated for your actions, for disappearing, for the murder of your parents, for the destruction of many Hilichurl camps, for the strange power you posses. 

You were ready to answer those questions. You knew how to answer them. 

They didn't interrogate you tonight, presumably because it was late at night. Kachina had let out a loud yawn and said her goodnights.

"Goodnight Y/N, have a good rest!" Those were the words she spoke before walking back to her house. Xilonen simply said: 

"Goodnight"

And just left. That left you alone with kinich, who hadn't said much—as expected honestly. "Well..." you started, turning to face him. "Have a good ni-"

"Why?" He started, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Why what?"

"Why did you leave? Why did you kill your parents? Why did you cause such horrors to the land around you? Why did you leave?" He bombarded me with questions, surprisingly still calm.

My expression softened. "The truth had been unveiled. My parents had it coming. The land around us is cursed with hypocrisy, idolized despite the horrors it caused innocent people." You answered, tired eyes meeting soulless ones. 

"..." It was silent for a while. I sighed, taking a step backwards. "It wasn't my choice. I did what was best for everyone..."

"You just left. The people who loved you thought you died. No note. No goodbye. Nothing. I was scared. I missed you half to death, and when we finally reunite, you act like nothing happened..." he sighed with exasperation, eyebrows furrowing before he recollected himself. "Was everything a lie?" He asked unexpectedly.

I certainly wasn't expecting that. 

"What? No. Kinich its late, we'll pick this up tomorrow when we're both well rested." Ending the argument, I felt the pit in my stomach grow cold with fear and dread. 

"...Ok." He eventually replied. "Have a good rest k'áata'an" 

You smiled, remembering how he used to call you that. You shook off the jittery feeling you got from that, still finding that strange. "You too, yaabilaj" you whispered softly, turning around with a big smile. 

The smile you had while walking to your old house slowly dropped. Once approached to the house, you opened the door.

The house was untouched, just as it was when you were last there. The dreadful feeling of death lingered in the air, the tension of violent memories palpable. 

Shaking off the thought, you walked towards your old room, sparing your parent's bedroom no glance. Ah, home sweet home. 

Acrimonious memories flooded your head, clouding judgement and thought. You breathed a heavy breath, regaining composure.

It was strange not having a rally of angry protests in your head when you thought of them and their sins.

Turning your body, You saw the familiar bed. Walking over to it, you Plopped into bed, threw the covers over you, and fell into the blissful state of deep rest, now without fear of those who lurked in your mind with weapons.

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I had a struggle with the first part of the chapter, it was really awkward trying to move the plot along, but i really like how this chapter turned out.

Everyone talk about pop muzik

[azurememento]

Starter for @wxvebreaker !

The gentle breeze of the wind for the approaching new day enveloped the forest as the morning dew scattered within, so calm and gentle in their land that is rare tranquil and barely peaceful.

With each passing days, felt like their time is ticking like a speed of the lightning with aforementioned destruction that awaits them by their own Pyro Archon. What could be the possibilites they can make to ensure the survival of many?

Such oppressive thought was what lingered in the mind of the young man as he tighten his head scarf and head out from the forest that became his temporary shelter on a cold night.

'How long are you gonna do an idle chat with your thoughts, Kinich? Let's go now!' Ajaw demanded as he punch the air with his little fist, seemingly not please. Well, he has always been that way and Kinich had gotten used to his behavior and not to mention, his unsolicited insult every now and then. Even wishing for his demise so he could take over his body.

❛ Well, I just hope you were able to picked a reasonable and profitable job this time. ❜ Kinich took the list from Ajaw, some of them were assigned by the Adventurer's guild.

After carrying out perhaps most on their list, Kinich arrived on his last job, the People of the Springs tribe. He wondered if Mualani was the one who put this commission on list.

Given his reputation in Natlan, some of them were to immediately noticed his presence and he could hear some of them whispering to one another. He was trained to ignore unnecessary things since he have to deal with Ajaw's antic everyday so anyone could say, he is well-versed in that matter.

Not long, Kinich was able to spot Mualani near the Merchant.

He greeted her with a small wave, ❛ I hope I'm not interrupting anything.❜ He said, eyeing the materials that the merchant was selling.

[amemoire]

"Well, it's nice to meet you Kinich. Sorry for startling you." While yes, he is technically dead, and has no pulse or heartbeat, that doesn't mean his soul is gone. Though, it's his fault for napping near the tribe's entrance. "I'm Noche." @regisnoche

He only responds with a short nod for the moment, taking the time to observe this Noche. Not too long ago, there were whispers about a strange individual that were beginning to cause some worry within the tribe. Normally, Kinich wouldn't have bothered looking into it. Why would a strange person or other be any concern of his ? Strange could describe a number of things— not just something worrisome or dangerous. But Wayna had asked him to check up on the matter and so he came. Turns out it really was nothing to be concerned over.

" Nice to meet you too. If you want to sleep, try to find some place else next time. If you just asked, I'm sure someone could have put you up somewhere. "