As someone who worked for Shinra, your job was to protect. Serve and protect. That’s more the SOLDIERS motto, but you keep it at heart anyway.
Meeting Zack was a professional thing. You were to be under his group as you all scouted out an area. At first, he seemed so intimidating..? But you learned quickly he was a talker. A big.. talker.. I guess you can’t complain too much, it’s better than some intimidating SOLIDER that stays quiet all the time.
You listened to him talk to no one in particular, addressing everyone as a group but also not, as he talked about anything. Maybe it was his way of passing time better?
It made you subconsciously smile, it was like a small kid in a way. Talking just to talk to anyone that may be listening.
You were listening to most of what he was saying, holding back the words that wanted to spill out and reply to him.
“Can you believe that?!” He exclaimed throwing his hands up as he leads the group.
A small laugh that comes out more as a breath escapes you.
He stops dead in his tracks and spins on his heel to look back at the group, trying to find who just laughed? at him.
You stand stiff.
*uh oh…*
A small smile on your face out of nervousness catches his eye.
“You, come up here..” Ye beckons you over.
You walk over to him, albeit a little hesitant. He turns back forward and starts walking again, and continues whatever tangent he was on. But this time he looks at you as he talks.
You stand there for a moment, as does the rest of the group in confusion. What?
“What are you waiting for? You were listening, no?”
“..yes, sir.” You say through a smile as you start walking again, the group slowly following.
When the group led by him finally comes to a stop to rest, you go to sit near him, still listening to him talk about anything he desired. You take off your helmet to breathe a little better as you take your seat near him, setting your helmet on your lap.
He finally looks over to you from looking around and offers a smile. You match his smile. He was definitely not like the other SOLDIERS..
Maybe that’s what made him so endearing to you. But this was years ago.
Now, he passes through the heart of a town where they were celebrating a festival. Just passing through the town. That’s all the plan was.
His eyes couldn’t help but be drawn in by all the decorations hung up around the lampposts, strung across the fence. And the most eye capturing, the decently sized stage they had set up.
Everyone gathered around the stage, all talking amongst themselves waiting for the show to start. He lingers around to see what all the cheer is about.
As the curtains of the stage open, his eyes catch a familiar hair colour front as center. That same smile he’d caught a couple years ago. Those same eyes he’d come to see every time he’d look into the group of Shinra workers.
There you were. Only now, your hair was slightly longer, and you looked more.. alive.
Your voice echos through the area as you start singing with a small group of people, dancing along with your song.
You looked so happy.
Your hair flowing along with you as you danced around the stage, a huge smile stretched across your face. Jumping around dancing, looking like you were having the time of your life. And maybe you were.
His eyes glued to you as he watched you, a small smile making its way to his face.
After these couple years, you were still alive and enjoying yourself.
You looked so happy performing up there. Happier than you ever did looking working for Shinra.
It almost seemed like your eyes found his in the crowd, the way you faced his direction, eyes cast down near him. Your smile growing ever so bigger. He thought he might’ve been delusion, tilting his head to the side slightly as he watched you. He thought he might’ve been delusional until you copied that same movement.
Maybe you did see him.
Maybe.
He definitely saw you, in all your stage lit glory, hair flowing around your face, eyes sparkling against the lights. The cheers surrounding you and him.
You still looked as beautiful as the day he first saw you for the first time. When he’d been talking your ear off.
He wonders if you remember him the same way he remembers you. Beautiful and endearing.
i’ve felt like crap recently, so here’s some comfort for me and all of you who need it.
also pls send me ideas🙏
it’s just about sundown, people are all starting to go home from work, and some come out for their night shifts or to go out and party despite it being the middle of the week.
your feet carry you across the city without any particular destination. you should be paying attention to where you’re going, but you aren’t. zoned out, as you wander seemingly aimlessly trying to clear your head.
all of your woes and stress have started piling up and it’s finally taking its toll on you. they all hang heavy on your shoulders as they sag while you walk.
your feet carry you all the way to a tired building with a faint glowing sign. your eyes look up from the ground for the first time since you started walking to look up at the sign. a familiar one.
you’d been here many times, the people you’ve met here you kept near and dear.
without a second thought you walk into the building, the door creaking louder than you’d like as you open it. the sound of a bell ringing throughout the area as you look around.
your eyes catch his signature red coat almost immediately. he’s sitting in a chair, legs up on a desk with his head tossed back and his eyes closed.
you stare at him for a moment before realizing that’s a little creepy to do. you stand in the same spot for a little longer before rethinking coming in here and as you’re about to go grab that handle you hear his voice,
“you just gonna stand there?”
you jump slightly, assuming he had been asleep. you don’t reply as your eyes look back over to him. his head is now turned towards you, his feet still propped up. his gaze looks like it always does, with a teasing little glint.
“sorry to bother, i was just about to leave actu-”
“leaving? already?” he hums as he takes his feet off the desk and sits in the chair normally now, his gaze on you.
you stay quiet as you look back at him, not keeping his gaze for long before looking away.
“yeah, it’s late.”
you don’t even know why you came here, or why you stepped inside. it just felt right, but you’re starting to regret your decision.
“that never stopped you before,” he hums as he stands up and starts making his way over to you.
you let out a small sigh as your eyes find the floor.
he stops just a little in front of you as he places his finger under your chin to tilt your eyes up to him.
“what’s going on? or did you just come here to see yours truly?” a small playful grin finds its way to his face.
it falls eventually at your silence, replaced by a slightly worried one, especially when your eyes seem to find solace in anywhere but him.
he takes a moment to look at you, noticing the tired look you adorn, your sagged posture, your slightly messy hair.
he sighs as he moves his hand from your chin to cradle your cheek.
“rough day?”
you hesitate before nodding.
“i’m tired. i’m so… tired.” you mumble out, your eyes flickering between him and your surroundings, a bad habit you have. it’s hard to look at people sometimes.
“i can get that.” his thumb brushes against your cheek as he offers a sympathetic look. he tests the waters a little by bringing his other hand to your back and pulling you forward a little.
you surprisingly don’t resist much and let him guide you towards him. your head eventually resting on his collarbone as he holds you gently, his thumb running over your back in circles slowly. his hand sliding from your cheek to the back of your head.
dante wasn’t very knowledgeable when it came to trying to comfort people, but he’s learned enough from you to know at least how to help a little.
you inhale slowly as you let your eyes fall shut. they start to burn as your shoulders start to shake. a small sniffle comes from your nose as tears start to fall from your eyes. your arms wrap around his waist as you cry.
you didn’t know you needed to cry until it just happened.
he didn’t know what more to do other than let you cry on him and rub circles into your back, so that’s what he did. he let you use him as a personal tissue and a big stuffed bear to sob into.
your voice comes out shakily and quietly as you apologize. you don’t know what you’re apologizing for exactly, but you are.
“sorry? for what? it’s okay.” he mumbles out as he tilts his head down to look at you.
he’s never really seen you like this. yeah he’s seen you sad, mad, and upset. but he’s never seen you full blown cry and break down before. it tugged at his heart strings to see you like this.
you both stay like this until your sniffling and choked breaths slow to a stop and his shirt is wet. you back away from him and he lets you, bringing his hands to your shoulders.
“you okay?”
you nod weakly before looking at him, your eyes and nose red, and your eyes looking even more tired than before.
“thank you..” you mumble out as you rub the tears away from your eyes.
“anytime sweetheart.” he says as his eyes stay locked onto you.
you don’t know why you came to his tired, rundown building. but now? you’re glad you did.
idk if anyone remembers the Kinich one i did, but i wanna make a xiao version! (i also haven’t played genshin in awhile so bare with me..)
You were a small photographer, making your mora through small gigs to get by. It was fun, you got to travel to certain nations for different events you got to get pictures of. This time? You were doing Zhongli a favour and taking photos of the Lantern Rite.
Lantern Rite was something most of Liyue’s residents participated in. It was a festive time of the year where all the merchants would come out and overprice their items, food carts selling festive food, and the distant sound of fireworks heard every so often.
You smiled to yourself as your kamera hang loosely around your neck, but secure in your hands as you kept them steady. Click! A small photo comes out as you shake it slightly, watching the group of kids you just took a photo of crowd around you to get a chance to see the newly developing photo. Once they see the photo on awe they run off all screaming a thank you as they find a stall to entertain themselves with. As you watch the kids run off, you turn your head to stare at the big firework that sat in the harbour.
The sun was setting which meant that the show would be starting soon. You wanted to get a far away view of the show, rather than be in the middle of the harbour like most people would be.
You start making your way to the outskirts of Liyue Harbour to a somewhat tall hill.
Running a little behind, the fireworks start as your about halfway up the hill. You take small photos here and there, your flash off as you aim it at the sky, the sound of your footsteps concealed by the sound of fireworks. Just as the big deer shaped firework is about to take off, you make it to the top of the hill. A figure sat at the edge of it, seemingly having the same idea you did.
The wind lightly blowed through their hair, as the deer firework came to life and started prancing around the harbour. You crouched down slightly as the prancing firework passed you both and you clicked a beautiful photo of the sitting figure and the deer.
Just as you looked back up from you kamera, the figure was gone. You did a double take as you sped walked towards where they should’ve been and looked around for a moment. Your attention was quickly diverted as the deer firework exploded into a spur of beautiful colours in the sky, reflecting and lighting up your eyes.
Later in the next day you’re sat at Wangshu Inn, sat down at a small table with Zhongli. It was fairly late and barely anyone else was around, especially at the top floor. A small hum comes from you as you sort through the photos with the man. You come across the one with the figure, a small smile reaching your lips. It was a pretty photo, a shame you didn’t know who it was of though.
You show Zhongli the photo and he offers a smile as he takes it and examines it, grabbing his chin and tilting his head at it slightly. You’d think he’d be examining something belonging to a museum.
“Say.. May i hold onto this? I’d like to show this to someone.”
You hum as you look up at him from another photo you were examining.
“Hm? Yeah, I can make you a copy of it if you’d like.”
“Could you make two? That’d be delightful.”
You offer a small smile as you let him borrow the photo.
After you leave, giving Zhongli two copies of the photo and night falls, a shorter figure appears next to Zhongli, looking at the photo in his hands with a slightly annoyed look.
“Damned humans.” the smaller figure mumbles as he furrows his brows.
“Now Xiao, i think it’s intriguing, don’t you? It’s a well taken photo. I’m surprised you didn’t hear them behind you.”
Xiao scoffs but his eyes don’t leave the photo.
Zhongli offers the photo to him silently, and he hesitates to take it. Staring at the photo as if it offended him in some way. He finally takes the photo with a sigh.
“What do you want me to do with.. this?” He says with distain, holding the photo with one hand as his gaze breaks from it finally to look at Zhongli.
“Keep it. It is if you afterall.”
Xiao sights for the nth time.
He remembers the photo being taken fairly vividly. He still doesn’t understand how he didn’t notice someone behind him.
The traveler had encouraged him to watch the fireworks again this year for Lantern Rite… again. He wasn’t completely against it, although he may have acted like he was. It made him feel a little more connected to Liyue and its people, in his own way. Each year he gets a little closer to the harbour for the fireworks. Maybe this year he got too close.
His eyes reflected those of the fireworks in the sky as they exploded in a magnificent colour blur. His eyes trained on the sky. Unable to hear anything but the booms from the sky and the muffled cheers from below. Anything until a small click comes from behind him.
His head snaps towards the noise as he sees a person crouched, aiming a kamera at him. He immediately teleports away, not wanting to be seen by the person again. Slightly irritated at the person for sneaking up on him, and himself for not being able to notice the person to begin with.
Now that the photo that was taken is in his hands, he still feels a little annoyed. But he can’t help the slightly warm feeling that bubbles in his chest the longer he looks at the photo. He can’t place the feeling, but Zhongli has a small idea of what it could be.
Cloud version anyone..? (This is so bad i might rewrite this at some point)
He came through your village with a group of people, looking for a place to stay. You recognized him almost immediately, i mean who didn’t? Him and his group had become the talk of the area.
Most of the people wanted to turn them in and cash that hefty reward, the other few people? Wanted nothing more than to aid their travels.
You were fairly indifferent on the matter. You weren’t about to go out of your way to report anyone, but you didn’t want to get involved in something bigger than you could handle.
It all started when you’d ran into a woman with light brown hair. She had green eyes and was fairly beautiful. Her appearance took you off guard. She looked familiar, but from where?
“Be more careful.” A voice said from behind the woman. It sounded slightly husky.
The light brown haired girl sheepishly smiled and apologized to you before introducing herself without a second thought.
“I’m so sorry, I’m Aerith!”
Aerith.. Aerith..? Ah. The girl in the wanted list.
“It’s no worries.” You offered a smile as you waved a hand in front of yourself.
Her smile widened, if that was even possible, as she moved to the side to look at her friends.
Your eyes followed her before they land on a blonde haired man. Your eyes meet his for a split second before he looks away.
Oh what a beautiful blue they are..
“You guys are Avalanche, no? What are you guys doing here..?” You ask despite having an idea of what their answer might be.
“Just looking for a place to stay while passing through!” Aerith hums. Her voice is so soft, yet so happy.
“Would you happen to know of an Inn here?” A darker haired girl asks.
You ponder for a moment, contemplating on telling them that they should keep on passing through, or if you should show them to the Inn.
“I do, i’ll lead you there.” You sigh internally and offer a small smile.
All you can do is hope you don’t get tangled in with them. The last thing you need are Shinra soldiers interrogating you.
You lead them to the Inn, listening to them talk about something.. you weren’t exactly paying too much attention to it.
You make it to the Inn where the receptionist looks somewhat taken aback by the unfamiliar faces beside you.
You offer a polite smile to them, as you sweet talk your way into getting them all rooms. The receptionist gives in, handing you 4 keys, before bearing a growl from a dog looking figure.
You hadn’t noticed him before.. Weird.
“Make that five..?” You offer a sheepish smile before the receptionist hands you a fifth key with a somewhat uncomfortable look.
You mouth a small thank you to them before you turn around and hand out the keys to the group. Your eyes scan over them each, taking in what they look like up close rather than what you’ve seen in the Wanted photos.
Your eyes find his blue ones again, only it’s you looking away first. His gaze felt a little intense, not very befitting for his eyes.
His eyes were a beautiful shade of blue, not like ones you’ve seen before. So those are SOLIDER eyes.. They’re a lot more pretty than you thought they’d be.
Even as night fell and you’d retreated back to the comfort of your home, the image of his eyes burned themselves into your mind. Not blue like the sea, or the sky. But the blue of a materia. No.. you didn’t have the words to describe the blue they were.
GUESS WHO’S BACKKK🥹 it’s me.. with a final fantasy 7 addiction..!!!!!
You’d only caught small glimpses of him around Midgar. He seemed to be everywhere yet no where. His spiked black hair that shined like a raven’s feathers against his barely tanned skin.
At first, you’d think the first thing you’d notice would’ve been his sword. But you noticed his eyes. They shined like the sky. A beautiful blue, like none you’d ever seen before.
You need not know his name, for you barely saw him, but his eyes had somehow burned themselves into your brain.
The weather was melancholiac. Cloudy, slightly windy. The type of weather where it was nice to go outside, yet no one did in fear of the rain. The wind having a slight chill to it. You’d think this weather to be uncommon in Midgar.
The events played out as if you were in some Hallmark movie.
You were on your way back to your home, spaced out while looking down at your feet to make sure you don’t trip at least. And just becuase you were looking down at your shoes, you didn’t get to see another pair walking right towards you, and you inevitably bump into whoever had the misfortune of walking into you.
You stumble back a few steps, making sure you don’t stumble and fall. You feel a hand grab your arm, it felt rough. It was only then did you look up and meet those same blue eyes that had burned their way into your head. SOLIDER eyes.
“Are you okay? I’m sorry about that.”
His laugh he lets out is slightly awkward as he lets go of your arm and rubs the back of his head, ruffling his already messy hair.
“I’m fine, thank you…”
You hesitate for a moment before apologizing for bumping into him.
“It’s so sweat!”
His smile is charming, intentionally or not. It brings a small one to your own lips.
Your eyes take a chance to finally rake over him now that you’re up close.
The scar on his jaw catching your eyes as they wander up to his hair. He’s got a pretty face.. and eyes.
You look away to try and not make it obvious but of course he notices anyway.
“Excuse me..” you mumble out as you make an attempt to side step and make your way around him.
His eyes follow you as you go to walk around him and his body reacts faster than his mind does as he steps to the side blocking your path.
You halt half way through your step, your eyes snapping up from the ground up to him again.
A small hum comes from you, almost sounding like a breath.
“I.. uh..”
He stumbles on his words for a moment before stepping aside to clear your way once more, his hand at the back of his neck.
“Sorry..”
“Right..” you mumble out as you step past him.
Days pass and you thought that small interaction would fade from your memory. Afterall, you didn’t even know the guys name. Just that he was a tall SOLIDER with beautiful eyes.
Any blue would catch your eye and remind you of his. You could only wonder why. Wonder his name.. Just wonder.
Based off of a guy i used to talk to. (i miss him)
• Edited: January 30th 2025 (30.01.25)
Content: Angst, Mentions of Kinich’s Story Quest (Rep Quest of Scions of Canopy) Very ooc because i’m slightly referencing someone else through him.. sorry🥲
Seeing him for the first time, after he saved the Mountain King. You two make eye contact, if only for a brief moment.
He has beautiful eyes.
Was all that came to mind.
There was a giddy feeling in your stomach, that feeling of butterflies.
You couldn’t help that your eyes would wander to his direction wherever he was.
Your friends would nudge and tease you over it, there was no hiding how he made you feel.
You were too nervous to talk to him yourself, instead your friends had gone up to him and told him that you were into him.
The embarrassment you felt as you were cleaning up after the Turnfire Night.
That day he came to you, to talk. You both chatted all night, talking about anything and everything, getting to know one another.
You two seemed to just click immediately.
Whenever you two would talk, his friends (Mualani and Kachina) would always tease him, they knew of you and what you guys had.
Nothing was official, it was just a talking stage.
Yet you’d both spend day and night talking, he’d always come to see you first thing in the morning, hearing his morning voice as he greets you first thing in the morning had you weak in the knees.
He’d visit you in between commissions. Anytime you two would talk, he’d have such a sweet smile on his face.
You met up one day to hang out around the village.
That day continues to replay in your head, haunting you.
It seemed so normal, you two met up, talked, and seemingly had fun.
It felt so right.
It was only after, that he had pulled you aside to talk.
“I don’t think we should continue this.”
“..what..?”
“You just-”
sigh
“It’s weird to be seen with you.. you seem so.. young.”
“…you can’t be serious. right..?”
But it was only two years.. a two year difference.
was it really that bad?
After everything you two had talked about, planned about.. he couldn’t be serious right?
That night you went home fine.
Until you had opened the door, and walked into the house. The comfort of your home enveloping you, only then had you let your feelings out.
The burning sensation in your eyes as you held back tears, only to feel it drip down your cheeks. Letting yourself fall onto the floor, and curl into yourself.
Months pass by, you still can’t forget him.
One
Two
Thee
Four
Five
Six
Seven
It’s been seven months and you still remember his favorite colour, his future plans, his laugh, his smile, his beautiful eyes, the plans you guys had made.
He had promised to take you to dance.
He had noted things you liked to take you on a date.
He wanted to introduce you to his friends who were so eager to meet you.
Why?
What had happened?
What did i do wrong?
You still find yourself looking for him in small things that he had liked.
Ever so rarely do you leave fleeting notes in random places you know he goes to on occasion, knowing you shouldn’t.
Does he remember me anymore?
Who i am?
Do you miss him? Or is it the memories of the feelings for him.
It leaves a gaping hole in the heart.
Your dreams occupy him, as if he were still really there.
Only being able to see him in your dreams.
“Meet me in the fields of green.” meaning, i cant have you, you’re just a dream.
Im writing this at like 02:00 so please spare me ☹️ I also don’t know where the hell this even goes i was kinda just writing to write so uhm..!
<3 Seeing you, again. For the first time in what he can only assume must have been years. Of course he still remembers you. But why..?
First Meeting
The two of you had first met as children. Kinich had a regrettably bad childhood.
The constant beatings, berating, arguing, was something he had grown all too accustomed to.
Still, he was only human. A child at that. There were times where after his mother had left, and his father was gone, that he’d go out into the forest to gain a sense of self.
The forest, an acting fortress for him, a solitude from the outside world.
When he caught the glimpse of someone in his space, he was immediately on the ready, hyper aware.
Hiding and peeking around trees, only to see a sniffling girl, adorned in a dress. Her hair had looked rather messy, and there were small scrapes littered around her knees and elbows.
She had obviously fell, probably got lost too.
After finding that the person who had invaded his space was indeed no threat, he approached her. Although, not having much ‘people skills,’ he came off rather harsh.
“Who are you.”
This only made the young girl distress even farther, a sigh escaping him.
How was he supposed to even approach this?? Was everyone this much of a crybaby?
Young Kinich, trying his hardest to soften the tone of his voice and seem more approachable, copying the demeanor of his mother whenever she used care for him.
“..Are you okay..?”
That definitely seemed to go better, in his opinion, as the girl didn’t immediately start sobbing more, but rather managed to choke out the words..
“I want to go home.”
..Great. That gave him so much information.
He, and all his little child wisdom, replied,
“Oh. Where?”
Kinich had just asked a simple question, but to you, it was so complicated.
You didn’t know where you were, who this strange boy was?
All you knew was that: you were hurting, you wanted to go home because you missed your parents.
Seeing that his question didn’t get him very far, he wordlessly left to go back to his house, planning on grabbing bandaids for you.
He came back, half surprised to see you in the same spot you were; not even moved an inch. This time however, you weren’t crying as much, all that were heard were now small sniffles as you rubbed your eyes.
He wrapped his hand over yours and dragged you over to a tree nearby that you could sit under.
Once he has you sat down, he pulled out the small bandaids from his pocket and fumbled to open them, putting them on the small cuts you had.
Little you had no idea what to think. First this boy seemed harsh, or rather intimidating? but now here he was knelt on the ground next to you patching you up.
As he did so, all you could do was look at him.
“Will you remember me?” You asked rather abruptly.
It caught him very off guard, it was a rather random question. He gave no reply.
Once he had finished he once again, wordlessly walked away, but this time farther into the forest. He stopped at a couple steps before looking back at you.
You perked up at the fact that he stopped this time. Taking advantage of the boy who provided help was still within eye shot, you chased after him.
He’d continue to walk, but whenever you’d fall a little too far behind, he’d stop, and wait. Then he’d continue on again.
Eventually this had led you back to the entrance of the village you lived in. You started to sprint towards it, thinking that you had made it back by pure luck.
Second Meeting
The second time you had met as kids, was when Kinich had to go to the market. His father was now dead, and he now had to find his way around life, as if he wasn’t beforehand.
His father’s absence of gambling had definitely made it easier to manage mora.
But just because he now had mora, he was still bargaining ever stall he could.
“Now i’m sure that we could get a fair price on this..”
Kinich suggested to the stall owner, but just then out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a familiar figure..
He couldn’t quite place from where though.. Her hair was the first thing he had noticed.
‘it’s styled nicely’ he thought.
As you turned and he was able to see your face, he then remembered where you had looked so familiar from.
You were that girl he had helped a couple years back… but why does he remember you so specifically.?
You held flowers in your hands that day, a bouquet of peonies.
You walked up to the stall he was at to briefly talk with the owner, who was more than glad to help you rather than Kinich.
He would often steal small glances in your way as you stood next to him reciting your order to the owner, who obliged.
As the owner grabbed the requested items you had caught one of his looks he thought was sly, and waved to him.
He managed a small wave back, but that was about it. He didn’t know how he was supposed to interact with you. It’s not like he knew you all well.
But something about your bright smile made his stomach feel weird. He wasn’t too sure what it was, but it was very unpleasant.
As you took your things from the owner and paid, you spared him another wave.
From then on,
he would always see you around the area, whether you be completing commissions for the adventurers guild, grabbing supplies, or simply wandering around.
It seemed as if you were now everywhere.
Everywhere he’d look, you were there.
He tried not to dwell on it, but his eyes would always linger on you. He told himself it’s because he wanted to “keep the people safe.”
At some point he’d sub-consciously look for you, brushing it off once again as ‘keeping people safe.’ He was oblivious to the meaning of the feeling he’d get in his stomach anytime you’d smile or wave at him.
‘Is this what people meant by butterflies in your stomach?’ He pondered.
At one point or another, you both had run into one another while doing a commission.
He had been looking for a missing Saurian. Presumably the one you were currently knelt down by that was injured.
“Oh! ….Kinich? That’s your name.. right?” You asked nervously, you had heard of him from other villagers, it also helps that you’ve seen him around a lot.
“Yes. That’s me.” He replied with his usual monotone voice. It made it hard for you to get a read on what he wanted.
“Is there something that brings you over here..?” You questioned as you grab bandage wrap from your satchel.
You wanted to hurry and attend to the Saurian’s wounds before they got infected.
“I’m looking for a missing Saurian. I believe that is the one i’m looking for.” He nods his head at the Saurian you had currently been taking care of.
“Well, unless you’re looking for a Mrs. June’s missing Saurian, then you have the wrong one.”
“…that’s exactly who i’m looking for.”
There was a short moment of silence.
“…you’ve got to be joking.” You deadpanned.
Turns out the woman recruited more than one person for the commission..
You sigh as you pick the baby Saurian up, stand up and walk over to Kinich.
“Hold your arms out.”
He hesitates, before slowly holding his arms out.
As he does you hand him the baby Saurian.
“Get the poor thing back to Mrs. Jones, she’s probably worried sick.” You softly smiled at the baby.
“You should come with so you can collect part of the pay.” Kinich inquired, seeing as you had done part of the work, it was only fair you had also gained some reward for it.
You waved your hand as you walked opposite direction of the village.
“Take my part of the payment as an exchange for when you helped me back then, or something else to that fancy.”
Ah. You still do remember that. He wasn’t the only one. He remembers that event pretty well too.
You pause for a bit, not turning around to awkwardly face him.
“if you even remember that..”
Of course he does.
He remembers your messed up hair.
He remembers your beautiful, but dirtied, and tattered dress.
He remembers how scared you looked.
“I do.”
Just as you.
You had remembered his beautiful eyes.
You had remembered his blunt, but comforting words.
so i really like photography… hence the inspiration for this …
The reader is a photographer in this😌
i’m also going to pretend that Kamera’s act like digital kameras for this💀
GOD THIS IS SO BAD I CANT
You always see him. Everyday, without fail, you see him around his home tribe, "Scions of the Canopy."
You don’t know much of him, other than he had been chosen to fight against the abyss. He was notable for taking commissions that usually collect dust.
Kinich was often described as a taciturn man by others labeling him as rather mysterious in a way. The only real way to notice him is from the obnoxious voice that is always found accompanying him.
Ajaw was very loud, you’d be surprised if someone told you he hated all the attention he’d sometimes gain from it.
By the looks of it, Kinich and Ajaw don’t get along very well. Whenever you see them, they’re always arguing over one thing or another.
Ajaw is akin to a toddler, always causing a ruckus and throwing fits. Kinich is a cool-headed, confident man. How exactly did they end up together??
You dismissed the thought as you sat on the edge of that platform that sits below the reputation center. You hear the thundering footsteps of Mayta, as he runs past you multiple times.
'That reckless child..'
You shake your head as he continues his 'training' as he calls it. You often come down here to admire the view and keep an eye on the child when you're not busy.
As you look over your shoulder, eyes following Mayta, you see a green flash out of your peripheral. Smiling as you turn your head to see him.
Kinich always come swinging towards the reputation area looking for work.
"Ten points for agility.!" 🤓☝️
You hear from above you, followed by an annoyed sigh.
"Do you ever shut your mouth?" Kinich retorts.
A small laugh escapes you as you hear Ajaw huff. You always found their bickering so entertaining.
Were you eavesdropping? yes. was it kinda creepy? also yes.
As their voices get farther away, you go back to focus on the scenery in front of you. The sun setting in just the right way, making the sky a beautiful purple. A sight for sore eyes really.
You quickly take put your Kamera to snap a picture of the breathtaking view.
Snap!
You continue to admire the view, losing track of time.
Just as you’re about to look at the picture you took earlier, you hear running footsteps and a familiar bickering duo.
You wait for the footsteps to get closer, and as Kinich steps off the ledge and onto his first grapple swing-
Snap! Snap! Snap!
You smile as you put the Kamera down, swinging your feet over the edge like a child, excited to see the shot.
The sun is going down rather quickly though, and it wouldn’t be the best idea to stay out any longer..
You decide to head back up and go inside before it gets too dark, and so you can examine your newest photos.
As you reach the top deck, you’re bombarded with an obnoxious dragon in your face, screaming at you.
You let out a surprised shriek as you almost swat at it, taking much willpower in you to not.
“The audacity! How dare you, feeble human, take a photo of me, the great K’uhul Ajaw, without his permission?!” It screams.
You let out an awkward laugh, something you always do when you’re nervous.
“Are you some sort of creep?! A stalker maybe!?”
“No- not at all!” You retort.
“I was simply taking a photo of the sky and you just so happen to interrupt it.”
“YOU- YOU..” Ajaw stomps his little feet in protest.
His anger is short lived after he grabbed and tossed aside by that pretty familiar face.
“Leave them alone.” He says with an exhausted sigh.
Archonspleasetellmehedidn’tnotice
“So.. about that photo.”
“I promise it wasn’t anything creepy- it was just a really pretty sunset and i wanted to take a photo, then i saw you swing by.. and i thought it would make for a nice photo then-“ You rambled in a panic.
“It’s fine.” He cuts you off.
You can’t tell if he’s mad, his voice sounds so monotone..
“I just want to see the photo. I feel that’s a fair price since it was taken without my permission.”
“..oh.! nono yeah of course-!” You sigh out in relief.
You pull your Kamera back out of your bag and flip to the gallery. You get closer to him, shoulders barely touching, and face the same way he is so you can show him the photos.
He leans down a bit as you show him tho photos. You can’t read his expression at all and it makes you nervous.
“THOSE LOOK LIKE AS-” The dragon, thankfully, couldn’t finish his insult as he was sent flying by Kinich.
“They look nice. He meant to say they look nice.” He says as he looks at you.
You back up to where you were earlier and then you really realize just how beautiful he looks, especially when the sunset is still barely there.
Picture perfect, you’d say.
You caught yourself staring, i mean who wouldn’t?
“Uhm- anyways! Thank you, i’m sorry, and uh- goodnight to you-” You say quickly as you turn your back and walk away with a quick pace. Your face heating up. You were definitely embarrassed after that.
Your hurry caused you to miss the slight blush that tinted his ears and small, but soft smile he had adorned.
How i personally think genshin men would show affection..! if you have any requests for characters, animes or prompts you wanna see, send them in~!
this is probably really out of character but like☹️
Diluc
- probability not the biggest fan of pda (physical display of affection)
- despite how rough and intimidating he may look, he’s very gentle, especially when it comes to you.
- prefers front hugs, he likes the feeling of having your arms surround him with warmth <3
- hand kisses. this man would absolutely give you hand kisses. if you have a mole/freckle on ur hand or wrist, he’ll specifically kiss it <33
- peaceful walks throughout the area, listening to the sound of nature
- definitely cute dinner dates too though
The weekends were always your favorite. You could temporarily leave all your responsibilities behind, and have fun.
Sometimes fun would include going to Mondstadt to mingle with the people there, sometimes it was going out to explore around Wolvendom. Today, fun was helping your husband make dinner.
It was your idea to have you both make dinner. You planned out what you wanted to have and everything.
It was a nice way to bond.
You would both sit there chopping vegetables, heating the pot, and talking about everything and anything.
Al-Haitham
- he is definitely a busy man, but somehow he always manages to make time for you.
- always doing small things for you in public (e.g. holding doors open, carrying your things) without even thinking twice about it
- it may take him awhile to get used to physical touch though
- when he does, his favorite de-stresser would probably be cuddling with you. being able to let his whole body relax as he slumps on top of you, finally letting himself ease down.
- i feel like he would also read his books aloud for you if you asked too.
- if you like studying, school, or like the same subject as he does, you both will definitely just have study dates, or debates.
- please hear me out on the debates though… like you guys both have different perspectives and debate it out.
- will definitely pull you in by the waist when he hugs you.
At the end of a traitorous long day of being hounded with paperwork, the higher ups, colleagues… the scribe comes home. He may look normal, but you can tell he’s tired from the way his eyes droop, and his posture is slightly slouched.
He pulls you in by your waist to give you a hug, slumping his body weight on you. He tucks his head into ur neck and sits there for a bit as he inhales your smell.
It smells like home, it gives him comfort.
Once you finally get him to change out of his everyday clothes, and lay down, it’s almost as if his whole body deflates once he hits the mattress.
You softly smile at the state of the scribe, whose head is always held high, with a stoic look. Now, he’s just a normal man, who has come home from work, and wants to rest.
You lay down by him, pulling him into you to cradle him almost. Running your hands through his hair as his breaths eventually become level, his body gets heavy, and he falls asleep.
Is this probably cringey? yes. do i care? a little. but none of yall know me so ill vibe for now 👩🦯➡️ ALSO I LOVE MUALANI THIS IS NOTHING AGAINST HER
i’m so bad at this i can’t💀
every so faintly inspired by Heather, Conan Gray
God he seems so perfect. To you he was the epitome of men. Always offering to help, be there by your side, affectionate in his own way, always being sure not to cross boundaries..
but no matter what you can’t shake this weird feeling whenever he’s near Mualani.
She’s one of your best friends and she’s so sweet, you feel guilty when this shredding feeling crawls up and into your heart whenever you see the two interacting.
you know it’s probably nothing, you trust them. they’re friends, and they respect you. they wouldn’t do that to you.
but trying to push that gnawing feeling down is harder than one thought.
is this what people would talk about when they were jealous? no. that’s not it, you can’t be jealous.
Mualani is your friend, one of your closest ones. you shouldn’t feel that way.
it leaves a sinking feeling in your heart and the thoughts eat away at your brain like a parasite.
HAPPY:
Kinich doesn’t fail to notice your change in demeanor anytime Mualani is around. Kinich is pretty smart and figures out assumes you were just feeling jealous.
Now whenever you’re both in public he tries to display a little more pda. he’d squeeze your hand in reassurance while giving you such a soft and loving look, one only you had the luxury of seeing.
UH OH🥰
The gnawing feeling continues to rot your insides. the way he smiles at her, identical to the ones he gives you. that… loving smile that says ‘you’re my everything.’
makes you sad, but you can’t even be mad, because it’s Mualani. she’s your best friend after all, and she’s so sweet. who wouldn’t wanna date her.?
guys when i tell you i would let this man ##### me and ######## me until i can’t walk. he could hit it any time. like he could ##### me in #####, ###########, #######, in the mirror…. bro i’m just sayin like…
anyways enjoy small random thingy..! i’m so bad at writing i’m so sorry ahead of time but i’m learning😔 PLEASE GIVE ME TIPS🙏
SUGGESTIVE!!
To say you were weak in the knees was an understatement. The only thing keeping you up currently was the tree trunk behind you and his body weight essentially pinning you to it. His heavy breath tickling your neck as he comes up to look you in the eyes, with a teasing glint almost.
The tingling feeling and the chills that run up your spine, it’s a warm feeling. Contrast to his cold hands that slither under your shirt then up your back, pulling you close as he nuzzles into your neck, nibbling at little areas just to get a reaction. The smirk he adorns whenever you’d yelp or twitch when he’d bite harder, or his hands wander too far down.
He maneuvers one of his hands to lightly grasp to the back of your neck as he pulls you in, just short of his lips. He hesitates, looking into your eyes, wordlessly asking for permission.
