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a/n: i'm back! i hit a slight roadblock trying to figure out the direction of the story so updates will be slightly slow and short, probably, i'm sorry about that

the gears are now in motion, the plan is rolling. mualani planted the seeds of a certain rumour within meztli; it would only be a matter of time before it grew to the size of a whole plant, because you are currently in the presence of the anela, the one and only anela, her hands shaking as she reads the letter the man she thought was her beloved had left on your doorstep. frankly, the sight did something to your heart that made you want to drop everything and comfort this girl that you had known for literally just ten minutes.

anela’s voice is low, reduced to a quiver. “it’s... um, i— i don’t know what to say...” she sets the letter down on your table. her fists slowly curl into balls and her hands momentarily twitch before she brings them up to her eyes. “he’d been acting pretty off lately, now i know.”

you can tell she’s trying her hardest not to cry. “archons, it’s so pathetic. he’s so pathetic.” you mumble a little i know and sigh as you rest your head on your hands, sitting across from her on your dining table. “would you like some dinner?”

she looks slightly taken aback, stunned to speak, even, and it almost takes her a good few seconds before she can coherently respond to your question. she nods and so you shoot her a small smile and then she offers you her help. what’s your favourite? you ask. blazed meat stew, she says. “i love that! let’s have that for dinner!”

and then, the two of you instantly became best friends.

haha, not really, no. it was a bit awkward, but that’s only natural. after all, trees don’t grow overnight. if you’ve ever seen a sapling grow into one real quick, that only means it probably has a shorter lifespan than usual.

anela finally asks you the dreaded question when you are both seated at your table, plates of food placed in front of the both of you. “do you have someone that you are... with?” she vocalises the question very slowly, as if stringing the words together as she speaks. a million thoughts run through your mind. you almost choke on your food. “it’s alright if you don’t want to answer, i was just curious.” she immediately follows up when she notices your surprise.

“no, no, it’s just, hmm... funny that you ask.”

funny story, there is this guy i hired to be my fake boyfriend just to get yours off my back except it hasn’t been working all that well because nothing seems to deter that creep but also i realised that i actually wish my fake relationship was a real one because somewhere along the way i started developing real feelings and it makes me regret all of my life choices and i’m going to break up with my fake boyfriend actually because i can’t take it and he might actually never want anything to do with me if he ever finds out because then he’ll think i spun this entire story up just for some sick fantasy that he thinks i have and—

“let’s just say that i do...”

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yall my genshin account got hacked and i am super super frazzled so all my content will be on hold until i get any updates :( i'm sorry to everyone that's looking forward to my content, but i don't think i am in the right state of mind to write for now. thank you for your understanding <3 i have written to CS and opened tickets, filled out the support form too but if there is anything else that you think might be of help to me, i'd gladly appreciate any tips :')

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i. the beginning of the end

5 pm. you take a hearty stretch and lean backwards in your office chair to catch a glimpse of the orange sun that peeks through the window next to your cubicle. the city bustles below you, and you yawn as you shut the lid of your laptop and carefully place it in your bag. headphones on before you even step foot out the door, you make your way to the railway station as quickly as you can. you’re just in time for the next train, so you hurry up the stairs, slightly out of breath when you get to the platform. you murmur a thanks to the officer at the door of the train and grab onto the railings. a small chime resounds in your pocket and you pull your phone out. it’s a message from kazuha. actually, five.

kazu <3: [1 attachment] kazu <3: i met this cat on the way back from work! her name is mei :) kazu <3: have you left work yet? kazu <3: could you please swing by the grocery store real quick on your way back? i was going to make dinner, but noticed that we ran out of salt kazu <3: i hope you haven’t troubled yourself to do it, i just found the reserve!! a nice dinner awaits you 😁

you can feel your heart doing backflips in your ribcage and you can’t seem to stop the grin that erupts on your face. you type in a quick i just left work! <3 and hold your phone close to your heart. it’s been over four years, and kazuha still makes you feel the same butterflies that you did when you first started dating.

the sky looks beautiful today, you remark to yourself as you step out of the train at your station. it is littered with stars and the moon shines bright. some of the stars break out into lines, disappearing in the darkness. meteors. something about the scene felt off, but you just couldn’t put a finger to why it felt that way.

you decide to stop by the grocery store anyway, and sift through the aisles for those snacks that your boyfriend loved. your eyes wander to the television screen mounted to the wall as the cashier billed your items. but before you can make sense of anything that’s on display, it is your time to pay up and leave.

“welcome back!” kazuha’s ears catch the faint sound of the door unlocking all the way from the kitchen, and he turns down the flame so he could come out to greet you. you set the grocery bag down and wrap your arms around him in a hug. “i missed you.”

“so did i, my love. i’m making your favourite for dinner!” he presses a quick kiss to your forehead and frees himself from your grip, eliciting a little whine from you. “i got you,” you bring the carrybag into the kitchen and drop it onto the counter. “those fish snacks you really like.” kazuha’s back is turned to you, but you swear you can hear his smile through his words of gratitude. his hair is tied up into a bun, red streak hanging freely to the side. you wish you could freeze this moment in time (and you do so by whipping out your phone and clicking a picture really quickly). you can’t help it, he just looks so pretty like this.

in the next five minutes, dinner gets ready and you get to work flicking through the channels on your television, looking for something to watch. truly the hardest part of dinner. you pause from flicking through for a minute, and begin to lazily scroll through your phone. whatever happens to be playing on the TV turns into background noise to your ears, until you look up for just a second and catch the flashing headline on the bottom: ‘is the universe dying?’

it’s probably not true, you think to yourself, but decide to humour the newsreporter anyway. scientists at NASA have learnt that the universe is expanding at a very accelerated rate! they don’t know why, but the value of the cosmological constant has been increasing exponentially over the past weeks. this brings us to a theory popularly known as the heat death of the universe—

this has got to be a prank. you switch away.

the next news channel that you land on, also is going on about the same thing. and so are all the others that you move through. “interesting,” you mumble.

“what is?” kazuha emerges from the kitchen, casserole in his hands. he carefully places it down onto the coffee table and takes a place next to you on the couch. suddenly, everything feels so very real to you. the slow breeze wafting in through the window, the aroma of the blend of spices in the casserole right in front of you. the man at your side, snaking a hand around your waist and pulling you closer. “can you believe everyone thinks the universe is going to end soon?”

kazuha’s hands are on your head now, gentle motions through your hair. “well, it’s not going to matter all that much, is it?” and you realise that he’s right. you would still be right here, with your lover, until the earth either burns up or freezes over, and that is all that matters to you, you realise. the night falls as the two of you sing together in the kitchen while scrubbing away at the dishes.

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a/n: finally out of the attic you guys 😭

if kinich hadn’t had his digital watch, he would have lost count of how many hours the team had really spent in the dark, dingy dungeon. it had been about a day, to be precise, but time seemed to be standing still in this ruin. it was a jolly team of adventurers, really, and all of them seemed very enthusiastic about exploring this dangerous domain. they bore the crest of tlalocan on their attire, shining soft red under the warm light of the flames of the brazier they were currently camping next to.

“i remember when aphila tried to ride her qucusaur for the first time— she fell right onto her butt!”

“that was so long ago! you still remember that?!”

“it would’ve been great if we had chuychu join us. her medical ability truly is something else.”

kinich recognises the name— chasca’s sister. he’d heard that she was particularly skilled in cleansing abyssal energy. not a very easy feat to achieve, no doubt. the group recalling anecdotes of their friendships from years past triggered kinich’s recollection of his own memories of commissions. it’s funny how one begins to reflect upon the course of their life only in moments that they perceive to be their last.

many believe that kinich is someone who only cares for mora, and has an all or nothing approach to his work, and by extension, to his life. kinich’s reserved nature can lead people into believing that he does not care for personal relationships. but it does not matter to him, he thinks to himself. he does not need to prove anything to anybody.

that being said, his ‘reputation’ is also the reason people do not usually find him approachable for anything other than work. it is fairly reasonable, but it gets a little lonely, sometimes. it’s alright though, kinich is used to the loneliness. he’s been on his own ever since his father tumbled to his death down a cliff. although, one could say he has had a taste of this life even before his father’s untimely death.

this might be the reason that kinich takes his work as seriously as he does. after everything that life has thrown at him, he realises that his worth in mora is the most important of all. he hasn’t had anyone to go back home to after that fateful day, but he likes to think he would prove himself useful to the people he loves by putting a dinner on everybody’s plates.

until one day, a certain someone came along and realised his need to prove useful to people. she lulled him with sweet words and reassurances and soft kisses in the moonlight. and this certain someone would eventually leave him in doubt in the exact same vein. he has questioned himself about it since then, and to this day he believes that this certain someone left him in the dust for another man because he was not enough. of course, as a result of this, kinich does not inherently try to be ‘useful’ to anyone outside of his commissioners, and he accepts that he would pay the price for it with his limited number of relationships.

and then mualani and kachina came along, and they were simply happy to have him around as just friends. not as a commissioner. admittedly, it was a first for kinich. “you don’t have to pay me, i just did what i thought was right,” he turned kachina away after he taught her bullies a lesson they were sure to remember for the rest of their lives. but he remembers that kachina is still a little child, and adds as a consolation— “... but if you ever require it, you can always call upon me.”

the morale within the team has considerably declined, and no one is talking much anymore. more and more people start remarking about how anxious they are, and everyone tries to console each other.

when kinich first accepted mualani’s commission, he’d assumed that she simply had all the money in the world to frivolously spend on a small commission like this. he did slightly judge her decisions, because all that money could have been spent better elsewhere - but he was not going to complain, it was getting him better dinners on those days than his usual grainfruit meals. it took him a while, but the two of them eventually became friends, according to mualani at least. “is going from taking my ludicrous commission money to advising me on how to properly price my commissions not a sign of progress?” her words ring in his ears and he swears he can hear her grin.

aphila and two others have decided to drop out. their hearts can’t take the anticipation of traps in every room they encounter anymore. the leader tells them that it’s alright, that they are free to turn back and that he wouldn’t hold it against them. the three of them, grateful, express their thanks and leave after a tight embrace and wishes for the safety of everyone else.

how kinich knew you, was no different from the others. he knew you because of the commissions you placed. you were a peculiar one, though. your commissions were never highly priced, but you did always offer to cook him a nice meal every time he took one. he always turned you down though, but you never took your offer back. kinich takes this to think that you possibly think of him as a friend, too. he wouldn’t be surprised, considering that you had a mindset similar to kachina and mualani. 

perhaps he should’ve taken you up on that meal sometime (he thinks that he might now consider you a friend as well, too late), before potentially sending himself to his doom in this domain. it’s not that he was scared of dying, but he can’t deny that the thought of it would make anybody anxious, even a little bit. but this risk is what comes with his line of work, and there is nothing he can do about it. if anything, kinich realises that he has regrets, particularly regrets that pertain to his relationships, and you.

at this point, kinich, the leader, and three others are the only people who have continued on. after aphila, the others started gradually dropping out. the leader’s morale never wavered once, or so kinich thought, until they descend further once more. the leader slumps down on the floor, huffing. “i… i do not think i can do this anymore, mr. kinich.”

kinich doesn’t feel right to coerce him into continuing. after all, human lives are more important than mora— something he has come to realise with the course of time, a principle that he applies to everyone except himself. “understood. i will carry the mission forward until it is complete.”

the leader looks surprised. he adjusts his hat and looks up at kinich, tiredness evident on his astonished face. “you shouldn’t have to do this alone, you know? you can go back with us, we will still pay you the full amount that we agreed on.”

he understands. but he does not feel it right to take the pay for a commission that he failed. and besides, he was interested in this ruin of his own accord, but that was secondary. kinich is also aware that in the event of his death, these people from the flower feather clan would possibly be held responsible. “i cannot agree with taking the pay for an unfinished job. however, i can promise you that i will see this domain through, and i will return alive. i hope that is enough consolation for you.”

after what feels like a long moment of rumination and negotiation, the remainder of the squad turns around, and kinich continues on into the darkness, alone. after all, what is a life without risks? and what use would he be of, if he could not finish the job? he keeps going, until he reaches what he can only presume to be the bottom of the domain, the probable exit guarded by a shadowy figure lurking in the dark.

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the dissolution of time

the rivers of time will one day converge into a sea of memories at the end of the universe. every entity, including time, will return to nothingness, and there is nothing that anyone can change about this fate except for how they choose to cope with it.

[angst, doomsday, inevitable death, possible graphic descriptions] — status: coming soon!

a/n: HELLO EVERYONE i am so excited for this series because kazuha has been my pookie since before day 1 of his banner in 2021 and agh. i just love him so much. and since it is his birthday i decided that i would finally let this out of my drafts! i will start this series soon hopefully <3

i. the beginning of the end

ii. because there is no point

iii. the warmest place

iv. ...

v. ...

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Drawing request- Kinich with a metal pipe

I mean… if he can fight with a selfie stick he can fight with a metal pipe right

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Streamer Kinich!!!!

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pls interact with me on anon yall it gets very boring 😭🙏🙏 i don't bite i promise!

on other news, i have been working on my other kazuha series that i had polled up a while ago! should i finish the kinich series first and then start posting the new one, or would you like it if i concurrently updated both?

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aughhh. to everyone that got notified of me tagging you on my kinich series masterlist again, i'm sorry— tumblr has been screwing with the tags recently

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They decided to take a nap

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oh my i seem to have rekindled my obsession for tartaglia ......

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a/n: double post today! i feel very motivated, feast well my friends! <3

“so, do we want to tell anela?”

and if it was any other time, you probably would’ve said yes in a heartbeat. but the situation is more complicated than simply outing a cheater. and as much as it is about anela, it is also about you in that you are the one this man is pursuing. if you were anela, you would have liked to know that your boyfriend was backstabbing you in this manner. but you are filled with doubt over the outcomes of this action. it is entirely possible that the man could go rabid on you for exposing his dirty deeds and endanger your life, the fallout of which kinich might possibly have to deal with as a consequence of the arrangement the two of you are in. you shudder at the thought. with a slight hesitation, you explain this to your best friends apologetically.

“_____,” mualani places a soft hand on your shoulder. “we completely understand. you don’t have to do it.”

“but i want to. it’s just not fair, what he’s doing.” you speak in a low voice, staring absently outside your window. you can see the yumkasaurs grappling away in the distance, making their way effortlessly down the cliff that your home overlooks.

“well, it’s not like you have to do it right away,” xilonen says, her tone factual. “we can always wait it out, gather intel, formulate a proper plan and catch him in the act with no openings to spare.” and xilonen is right. her words make you realise that you, in fact, do not have to do the deed immediately. it’s liberating and comforting, in a way.

late at night as you toss and turn in bed, you think, five more days until kinich returns. the thought of having to play pretend with him once again makes your heart drop into a sea of wistfulness, and you feel a pang of regret. if only you hadn’t been so weak. weak and small and afraid. if only you were brave enough, kinich wouldn’t have had to drag himself into this mess.

fear is something your tribe has always been drawn to. seeking it out, craving the thrill of beating it. but you? you were never like them. and you did begin to understand the appeal over the course of time as you ran through the years, but never found yourself feeling the same. fear really is something that you would only beat when you were face to face with its ugly head. at its best, fear is the primal instinct that keeps you from plummeting to your death. at its worst, fear is a parasite that begins to control all of you, shrouding your life in a thick black mist, planting your feet firmly to the ground and paralysing your body, rendering you blind and deaf to everyone and everything around you. fear the parasite sucks out the hope from your being and actively feeds on it. fear the parasite slowly hammers at your beliefs until there is nothing left but a core of doubt. 

but it doesn’t have to be this way, not anymore.

the moonlight filters through the gaps in the curtain, and you close your eyes and drift into slumber as you make up your mind.

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been too busy to draw much but here's a quick doodle of ororon