#kinich x reader

[yanbunie]

HELLOO, chapter 10 is now complete of Till I Met You || Kinich x Reader!! Go check it out!(I should do advertisement fr)

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He's sooooo handsomeee⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝♡

[carebearcozy]

HI MY QUEEN YES IT'S ME AGAIN (been employed too long I am unemployed now /jk waiting placement for my degree actually 😔) I've been yearning for my man kinich like I'm a wife to a military husband that go to war 😔 I need a kinich fic cause I'm so starving of him 😞

Hey, good to hear from you again! \^o^/ I hope everything goes well for you! Kinich is definite spouse material. He would be such a loyal, respectful husband <3

Sometimes you think your friend group is jealous of you. For some reason, they take every opportunity they can to question why you've decided to give your heart to Kinich. You always get upset whenever they bring up his rugged looks and stoic mannerisms as points of criticism. "Don't you ever find it all a bit off-putting?" someone once asked you.

Another friend has questioned why Kinich seems so deep in thought with work for a majority of the time. "He does put effort into your relationship, right?"

As the good partner you are, you will forever be loyal to your beloved Kinich. You know he will do the same for you, always. Therefore, whenever you do hear these nasty remarks about him, you are quick with your rebuttles.

"Kinich works hard every day so he can provide for us. Haven't you heard his clients constantly praising him? And thanks to his efforts, we are living a very happy life, thank you." You fondly think of your cozy home, where Kinich loves to share fresh fruits with you and share stories about your days. The defeated look on the critic's face makes you give a victory smile.

Regarding your love's personality, you explain that he believes actions speak louder than words. "He always gets the job done, and he is highly-skilled at listening. In fact, I've never met someone who has a better memory than he. Kinich will easily recall anything I've told him." It makes your heart warm knowing your partner is so attentive. Your friends complain their partners can't even remember their birthdays, so you definitely lucked out.

Kinich has never raised his voice at you, ever. He prefers to calmly resolve any conflicts and go to bed happy. You've also learned to ignore Ajaw's rude interjections, as Kinich apologizes for anything terrible his "companion" may say. You laugh, amused how your love strives to be the proper one. Why can't your friends see this?

Can't they understand there is a deep connection between the two of you? After all, there is something Kinich will always be grateful for, and that is how you've taught him that love truly exists. Those quiet moments when he wraps his muscled arms around you and holds you close, not letting anything disturb your peace are truly blessed times. Or the evenings when you hold hands and watch the sunset make your spirit nearly burst from intense emotion. Your relationship is defined by genuine peace.

Thus, you will never let anyone cause you to feel upset for choosing Kinich. There's no one else like him in all of Teyvat, so you consider yourself lucky to have met the land's greatest treasure.

Please don't copy, steal, or feed my work to AI. Thank you!

Author's Note: After everything Kinich has been through, the man deserves true love

[aemiiee11]

Take this @emmy-likes-art

Some of my fav kinichxreader stuff cuz exactly one (1) person asked

mamihlapinatapai//l'apell du vide (ongoing: wattpad-ao3-tumblr) @/d0tt0re1smyw1fe

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‎Reaction: burning (ongoing: wattpad) @/Snoringkittenn

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‎-HIS HERO (ongoing: wattpad) @/Opppine

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‎turnfire (complete: ao3) @/aurumalatus

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‎a little spark (complete: ao3) @/ScarlettEye

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‎heart's poison (complete: ao3) @/yona_yona

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‎guilty pleasure (ongoing: tumblr-wattpad) @/aries-afk

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‎like him (oneshot: ao3) @/m_min

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‎that time when I was suddenly able to hear my crush's inner thoughts (oneshot: ao3) @/m_min

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‎an idiot's guide to love (complete: ao3-tumblr) @/m_min

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[d0tt0re1smyw1fe]

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

CHAPTER 24: ᴬᴱᴵᴾᴬᵀᴴʸ

AEIPATHY (n.) /// an enduring and consuming passion

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When I opened my eyes, I found myself back in that odd, eccentric realm with that same odd cleft tree.

It wasn't long before she—Itzpapalotl— approached me. 

"Óoli' ts'o'ok u k'uchul u k'iinil. A wojel ba'ax ken a beet, wáaj ma'?" She asked. I nodded, feeling the weight of this task in my sternum and on my shoulders. 

"How would I even get into the underworld? Is Mictēcacihuātl going to personally appear before me and take me down?" I asked, furrowing my brows. "She sent her vessel down, but why?"

Itzpapalotl seemed to be in deep thought before she answered: "Le ken k'uchuk u k'iinile', leti'e' yaan u ts'áaik u páajtalil u yokol tu yóok'ol kaab le kimeno'obo'." 

'..So he's being used as a catalyst...' I thought, hand on my chin, eyebrows furrowed. "But why doesn't she just come retrieve me herself? She's appeared before me multiple times in the past." 

None of it made sense, but I suppose the gods have different ways of doing things.

Itzpapalotl did not say anything relevant in response, rather she sent me off after repeating "In due time". 

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The first thing I did when I woke up was find Kinich.

"Soon huh..." He put his hand on his chin, also on deep thought. He had that familiar expression on his face, the one he always wears, though with the morning light gracing his features once more, he looked absolutely divine.

"And I still have no clue how I am going to get to Mictlan," I shook my head, pinching the bridge of my nose in exasperation.

"Well, she said that the vessel would 'present an opportunity', so that guy will probably open up a passage to the underworld and lead you there," He shrugged, shaking his head as he usually does.

"Maybe...seems a little unrealistic though.."

"This whole situation seems unrealistic" Kinich pointed out. His statement was so blunt that it almost made me want to call it a deadpan, but he's usually like this so I don't think I could describe it like that.

"Well...yeah" I responded, a smile creeping up my face.

I looked off to the side, noticing a dejected ajaw sulking lowly to the ground. His back was turned to me so his expression could only be deciphered by my imagination. 

He had been like this, or in a similar state, every-time I see Kinich. 

I pointed at the dejected ajaw, "Hey...is ajaw...?" 

He adjusted his shoulders a little, moving them so he could cross his arms over his chest. "Oh him? I've been gagging him so he didn't interrupt us when we talked," He responded without a care in the world, with a wave of his hand, not acknowledging the now fuming Ajaw. 

Im sure if he could speak, foul and vile words would fill the air. 

I cracked a smile at the sight, the muscles in my face a little sore from maintaining the expression for longer than I am used to.

"After all, I value our time together. I wouldn't want to waste it hearing ajaw run his mouth" He shrugged, words flowing smoothly off the tongue.

"Hm, as do I," I hummed, placing the pads of my fingers on my chest to vaguely refer to myself. A knowing grin replaced my polite smile, a more "sinister" glint shown in my eyes.

I could sense Ajaw's disgust. 

We didn't continue any further within our conversation— there simply wasn't any need to. Kinich wasn't a fan of small talk, and I wasn't a fan of words without meaning. 

We sat in comfortable silence for a good while. Ajaw got flung off to wherever-the-hell because he wouldn't stop punching Kinich. 

It was nice.

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The sun was slowly descending from the sky. 

It was about 15:00 o'clock, and everybody was taking a brief intermission as the previous fighters also tore up the arena floor. This seems to be happening just about every single day.

I knew I was up next, as it had been announced. I was nervously pacing around in the waiting/lobby room, bitting my lip with my eyes fixated onto the floor.

You'd never guess who I was about to fight.

Kinich stood next to the door, arms crossed, and he was leaning on the wall. His eyes were shut, and his expression appeared to be thoughtful. 

I tapped my fingers against my thumb rhythmically, anxious and nervous out of my mind. This day..The day...it came much faster than I thought. 

"He's only fought once, so I barely had a chance to evaluate his fighting style.." I muttered to nobody in particular, gaze directed down to the floor.

I stopped pacing, a cold and horrific thought now placed in my mind. "..Kinich, do you think he'll try to attack the rest of the crowd..?" I dragged my gaze up to make eye-contact. 

"..." He stayed silent for a minute, trying to come up with a probable answer. "I don't see it happening," He said, finally, looking up to meet my gaze.

"ALL RIGHT, THE NEXT MATCH IS READY TO GO! CONTESTANTS, PLEASE MAKE YOUR WAY OUT INTO THE ARENA!" Balam's (muffled) enthusiastic voice cut through the silence between us, to which I sighed. 

I stepped towards the door, bones shaking frantically. I was about to open it when Kinich's voice called out. 

"Wait" He said, kicking himself off the wall and stepping towards me. He stood in-front of me, his face as serious as ever.

"What?" I asked, eyebrows furrowing. He's not someone who wastes time during an important task, this is odd behavior. 

Seemingly in an instant, his lips connected with mine in a short (but sweet) peck. I felt my heart beating as it racked against my rib cage, feeling my blood pulse in my arteries. 

I wasn't the only one who was feeling frazzled by this casual gesture: Kinich had the slightest hint of blush on his face, turning his head away to gaze at the wall in order to not have to face me.

"Good luck. Though, you won't need it" He mumbled, walking off.

I cracked a smile at his behavior. Before he could get far, I grabbed his face and kissed his cheek. 

"See you later!" I sung out, a joyful and teasing grin spread a million miles wide on my face. 

With a spring in my step, and my once suffocating anxiety gone, I opened the door and strode into the arena.

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Guys they kissed! 

Tbh I wish I wrote this chapter better, I'll probably edit it

Maybe

Probably 

That peck was option "a" btw

[ceristelle]

Hmmmmmm I've completely scoured the kinich x reader tag and salvaged EVERYTHING i could (seriously, everything) and dare i say I am STARVED ough...

Have you thought about kinich (colour me surprized) with a stronger and more brutal fem!reader... in the sense he is well aware that when she's (we're?) around he can rest assured that everything will be okay all thanks to his near-devil partner-- who, by the way, is nothing but sweet and warm to him. This has been worming in my mind for so long I'm counting on you l'm being so honest (my writing never manages to satiate my brain worms This is ONLY if you're presently doing requests btw l'm actually not entirely sure, I haven't checked...if you're not doing reqs rn its fine tho! Thank you for your time!!!

trust falls — kinich

synopsis. kinich never has to look over his shoulder when you’re with him, and that’s a trust he doesn’t give lightly.

cws. female reader, this has nothing to do w trust falls btw lmao

note. loveeee this idea omg... + yeah it’s in my pinned post! that reqs are open lol. tho WHATTTT okay this feeds my ego tysmtysm... its short but i really hope it satisfies u 🙏🙏

the jungles of natlan were alive as always; with the usual noise of distant roars and rustling leaves, but the clearing where you currently stood was pretty much quiet. a saurian pack that’s been terrorizing the nearby village lay scattered around you— unconscious, a few still foolishly trying to stand but to no avail.

kinich watched from the treeline, arms behind his head all relaxed while ajaw floated beside him, trying to get under his skin as always.

“wow, look at her go! brutal as always,” the pixelated dragon cackled. “you sure know how to pick ‘em. one day she’s gonna turn that violence on you and—”

the more he talked, the more kinich decided that ajaw had spoken enough words for the day, for which he shut him up with,

“quiet.”

...followed by a flick of his wrist that sent the creature flying.

not having paid attention to the little commotion that just happened, you casually wiped blood from your knuckles with a cloth, then turned toward him with a soft smile that completely contradicted the carnage behind you. your clothes were slightly torn in places, though that didn’t matter when the way you moved made it seem like it was all nothing more than a warm up. when you reached your boyfriend, you gently brushed a leaf from his shoulder, expression warm.

“are you hurt anywhere?” you asked, eyes scanning him with quiet concern. “i tried to keep them away from you.”

kinich’s gaze lingered on you, lost in thought for a moment. about how most people feared you when you fought; the way you moved with brutal efficiency, whether breaking bones or not wasting time in striking to the exact weak points.

but with him, you were always soft. always gentle.

“i’m fine,” he replied with a short nod. “you took care of it before they could get close.”

you smiled, the kind of smile that made something tight in his chest loosen. “good. i don’t like when they get too close to you.”

ajaw, who somehow managed to come back, interrupted the moment by making a gagging sound. “disgusting. you two are going to make me sick.”

the saurian hunter ignored him, reaching out to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear as if to piss him off further instead.

“you don’t have to fight my battles for me,” kinich reminded gently. “but…i know you will anyway.”

“i want to,” you say while leaning into his touch. “you carry enough on your shoulders. let me carry some of it.”

he didn’t argue, preferring to pull you toward him instead to rest his forehead against yours in a rare moment of softness. “you’re terrifying,” yet he said it with underlying devotion. “but you’re mine.”

you laughed softly, wrapping your arms around him. “and you’re stuck with me. got it?”

kinich’s lips twitched at that, the closest he ever got to a real smile.

“i can live with that.”

that’s when kinich realized he’d found something priceless, which is ironic when you consider how he calculates the price of many things.

a partner who’s brutal to the world. and warm only to him.

[whatiscooking]

How Genshin guys would react to you coming back with a serious injury

Assuming you guys are married

Situation you were so desperate to come back home to him that you dragged your body to go see him after some sort of fight or attack. You didn’t even process your injuries since your mind was occupied on seeing him again. (I added a bit to your scenario. I hope you don’t mind. If this wasn’t what you wanted feel free to request again with more details. ) To make writing easier assume the injury is on your back or abdomen.

Author’s note: I wrote this by accident. I’m disappointed with how it turned out. I completely misunderstood a prompt in my request. Posting since I don’t want my time working to go to waste. Probably unfinished.

Slowly Falls Apart

He runs to you and catches you as you collapse. He didn’t want you to go out of the city anyway. He’s not one to loose his calm most of the time but he’s basically watching you die in his arms. His voice will shake as he asks you what happened. In the meantime you’ll touch his cheek with a slight smile while yapping about how happy you are to see him again. He knows better than to talk to people who are too injured to understand but he can’t help it in this case. Will pick you up and run to the nearest hospital or pharmacy. The whole time his eyes are wide open. He’s pressing hard against your abdomen while whispering to you. “Come on. I know you can hold in there.” He isn’t even scared of blood but he’d be lying if he said the sight of you right now doesn’t make him feel like he needs to throw up. When you get there all he wants to do is rip your shirt open and bandage you himself but he knows it’s better to let the professionals handle it. He hesitantly leaves you with them but not before squeezing your hand to reassure you. “You’ll be okay. They’ll help you, then like always, you’ll come back to me.” He’s can’t even pretend that those words were for you because he knows they were more for himself. If he’s not allowed in the room while the medics work he’ll stumble off somewhere so he can throw up. The whole time his mind is racing. He’s the same one that is weirded out by those who delusion themselves yet here he is convincing himself that you’ll be okay despite seeing how badly you were wounded. He’ll wipe his face just to feel that it’s wet. He’ll look down at his hand to see it red with your blood and that’ll be enough to make him spiral.

Alhaitham, Heizou, Cyno

Overthinks

Similar to the last one except he didn’t catch you. He froze for a moment. For him the world stopped as he saw your pretty white blouse with a part patch of red. He had bought you that shirt. Was this a joke? When you become unable to stand any longer he finally snaps out of it. You still try dragging your body to get closer to him. Adrenaline made you unable to process that you were leaving a blood trail with every little movement. Your name echoed from the sheer volume of his scream when he rushed over to you. “Help! I need a doctor.” He yelled. “Stop, there’s no time.” He thought. He picked you up but how do you pick someone who’s bleeding? He did whatever he could. Whatever he thought would make you the most comfortable. When you guys get a hospital he lets you go. He’s walking back and forth outside waiting for someone to tell him you will be okay. He doesn’t sleep until after you’re at home fully recovered.

Gaming, Durin, Neuvillette, Razor, Kazuha

Blames Himself

He had a gut feeling ever since that morning. When he saw you he didn’t notice immediately. Why didn’t he notice you were limping? Why didn’t he question your facial expression? He walked over. Why didn’t he run? You collapsed. Why didn’t he catch you? Why did it take him so long to get you to the hospital? Why didn’t he save you. For years after that he will continue to think of this day and how he wishes he acted quicker. How he wishes he was quicker.

Kinich, Chongyun, Diluc, Thoma, Lyney,

Patches you up himself

He noticed the second he heard your voice. He came rushing over. Did an immediate on the spot assessment than dragged you back to a place with supplies so he could stitch your wound. He’s seen death before and he refuses to let you die. Will refuse to let you go out until you’re fully healed.

Tighnari, Baizhu

[d0tt0re1smyw1fe]

twin have you read mamihaliptlatawhateverthefuck yet

it's like rlly good. you should read jt

I’ve only read like 3 chapters😔

[lovelickyshen]

On Heat?

Kinich x F!Reader

sypnosis: your boyfriend took a commission unknowingly turning him into a cat?

~800 words + tags: NSFW, knotting, p in v, unsafe sex, messy making out, clingy and needy Kinich, spooning?

MDNI!

note: I wrote this in a rush. Time to feed Kinich nation 🫶

When you returned home, you saw that your boyfriend looks slightly different. You feel like you could see it but not really. This subtle change in his appearance was really challenging.

"Did you get a haircut?" You questioned, eyeing him from head to toe.

Your boyfriend, Kinich, looked at you dead in the eye. He sarcastically laughed, "Does this look like a hair cut?" He points at the cat ears on his head.

You chuckled, "It looks like it."

Kinich crossed his arms, his tail swinging behind him as his ears flattened.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to tease you." You coo, petting his ears softly, earning a soft purr.

"I'll let it go this time," he mumbled, leaning towards you as you pet him more.

Ever since Kinich got some kind of ailment from his commissions, which resulted an altercation of his appearance and biology, he acts like a cat. A clingy cat to be exact.

He has to stay with you 24/7, even when you wanted to go to the bathroom, he insisted to watch over you.

You tried contacting Citlali, hoping she has a solution, but when she came over and check on him. She said one sentence;

"Just give it a few days."

Then she left.

That few days, turned into a week. Kinich is still half a cat.

Well, you're not complaining about it. Kinich is not exactly physically affectionate. He often shows his love through his actions, gifts, and making time for you. This clingy side is a bonus!

As for Ajaw, you put him on timeout the whole time so he won't tease Kinich more.

One day, there was a shift in him. His body was warming up, he was extra clingy towards you, literally trapping you in his arms on bed. He refused to let you go.

"Kinich… I need to get ready for work." You groaned, resisting his tight grip as you tried to escape.

His tail wrapped around your leg. His arms were around you so you couldn't move your arms. He rested his face in the crook of your neck, breathing in and placed small kisses on your skin.

"Don't want to," he says.

His hips rutting against yours as he let out a deep exhale. He began to hump himself, licking your skin as he pants. "In heat…"

"Just this once, please? Can't hold it." He pleaded, as his hand rode lower to your thighs, parting them.

This was the first time he says something like this. You couldn't deny him, your core was heating up. Soaking your panties as you felt his hard on behind.

His arms began to loosen a bit, you took this opportunity to turn around. You held his chin, kissing him sloppily as he moaned in ecstacy. It was messy, wet noises echoed every time your lips meets. Teeth clashing noisily, tongues tangling and rubbing against each other.

"Can I put it in?" He gasped, looking you in the eyes.

"Okay," you nodded.

In a blink of an eye, Kinich was on top of you. Removing every article of your clothing, leaving you bare. He whines as he pulled out his leaking cock. He shudders as he rubs the tip, the creamy liquid oozes out as he lined the thick head on your weeping wet pussy. The tip nudging on your folds, already sliding off from the wetness.

"F-fuck…" He pushed in. Your inner walls clamped down on him instinctively. You felt every vein, every pulse, every twitch of his cock as he seated himself fully inside you. The stretch was so good, your toes curled up, back arching as you moaned.

His hips pounded into you, relentless and desperate, driving into you like a man possessed. Your cunt clamped down on him like a vice, rippling and spasming around his cock. Your entire body shook with the force of your orgasm, tremors wracking you from head to toe. Each thrust of his hips making the bed frame rock and small soft grunts escape his lips.

"Yes," he breathed. "Yes, yes, fuck, you're coming on my cock— "

Thick, white ropes of cum painted your walls, warm and raw. The second you felt his delicious knot snapped, he raised his hips violently.

"W-wait—" You gasped. "Hngh—"

"One more, please?"

A few days later, Kinich was thriving. Taking commissions after commissions while you were bedridden. He recovered from the cat ailment afger spending hours, probably days breeding you on bed. You called Citlali to visit you, when she arrived she crossed her arms.

"I knew the whole time," she said and you smacked her pillow against her face.