rinnie

⤷ ゛rinnie, she/they, infp-t, 19, bio major ˎˊ˗

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(dividers used are by @cursed-carmine)

I DIDNT KNOW THAT?? THATS SO INTERESTING

p.s : i really loved your childe fic, it was awesome (I'm nervous alright don't judge me💔)

anon,,, to write this i have scoured the very edges of the zhongli x reader tag of tumblr,,,,,, i have tried so hard to learn how to write for this man,,,,, apologies for the wait,,,,

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"You do know that it's bad luck to see the bride before the ceremony, right?"

A rich laugh sounds from the other side of the door, filled with a fondness so intense that even the thick wood can't muffle it entirely.

"I intend to abide by tradition, of course," Zhongli's voice is smooth like honey when he speaks, imbued with warmth that seems to soak into your very being with every syllable. Even after all these years, it still sends shivers to the very core of your being. "But is it too grand a wish to speak with my lover before our own wedding?"

"I'll allow it this time," You tease. As if the man has some kind of gravitational pull, you find yourself drifting over to the door until it is the only thing separating the two of you. "But really, did you need something? Not getting cold feet, I hope?

"Of course not. I actually came to check that you are feeling alright."

You pause for just a moment. The nervous fluttering in your chest bubbles up again at the implication of what was awaiting you— it wasn't that you were worried to marry Zhongli or anything… but this day was still a big deal. It was close to impossible not to be at least a little jittery over such an event.

"I'm a bit nervous," You mumble honestly, the words so quiet that you're half convinced they wouldn't be audible through the door anyway.

"Nothing about our love is changing. This is merely a formal binding." Zhongli, as usual, manages to be perfectly in-tune with your feelings. Something in the back of your mind whispers that even if he hadn't heard your confession, he still would have felt your nerves anyway. "There's nothing to be concerned over. We've gone over the terms of the contract together."

You giggle, a small weight lifting from your shoulders. Only your fiancé could possibly manage to make a wedding sound so entirely professional and unromantic.

"I know that, but I can't help it," You press your forehead against the wooden doorframe, and suddenly the room doesn't feel as lonely as it did before. Zhongli's presence, even through the ornately carved wood, feels like an anchor sent to steady you in stormy waters. "The rest of our lives starts in like… an hour."

You can hear Zhongli's smile in his voice when he speaks. Though it had been your own insistence to follow the tradition, you can't help but want to throw open the door and hold him close. The previous fear in your chest seems to loosen and drift away, leaving your heart warm with affection.

"Indeed it does. I can't think of anything more wonderful."

dont you think it'd be funny if kinich actually WAS expressive but it was with his eyebrows? Cuz a face relies a lot on the eyebrows to express emotions so. it'd be funny if you took off his headband and he suddenly was a lot less stoic. same tone of voice and same bottom half of face but you look up and oh no hes sad oh wait hes pissed now and huh now hes shocked??

hehehehe yes anon,,,, join us kinich lovers,,,,, we get content only once in a blue moon (if we're lucky)

but. its actually so funny that you say this bc i have a drabble thats been sitting in my wips folder about this exact thing LMAOOO ;; 90% of kinich's expressiveness comes from his brows i think and. he covers them up and it just makes him come across as very nonchalant hfjdshf so even though his face is flat and his voice is monotone its SO OBVIOUS what hes feeling the second he takes it off lol

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kinich is so fake nonchalant when that man loves he just wants and wants and wants,,,,,,

ALSO. omg sunflower anon's favorite flower is a sunflower,,, thats so crazy who would've expected that,,,, but also very fair!!!! sunflowers are so lovely they're bright and fun and. very sunny lmao. i like them a lot im always sad that its too shady around my garden to grow any wahhhh </3

feel like i got a lot of sunflower asks during the span of this event lol ^^ im super curious are they a big favorite flower around here,,, whats everyones favorite flowers i wanna know

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"Where do you think sunflowers turn when the sun isn't up?"

Kinich gives you a thoughtful hum at the question, and you turn onto your side to face where he sits beside you. His pretty golden eyes stare absentmindedly into the distance, dotted with the light of a thousand tiny stars. As if he can feel your own eyes on him, that twinkling gaze flits over to your form.

"Not sure," Kinich hums, the warmth from his hands soaking into your skin even through his gloves as he leans over to brush a stray piece of hair from your face. "They probably just wait for sunrise."

"What a boring answer," You huff out a laugh, finally moving to sit up properly. There's a little piece of grass stuck to your cheek that Kinich carefully picks off. The wind blows gently, carrying the scent of flowers and Fontaine's sea along with it— and you're suddenly very glad that you had agreed to accompany Kinich on this commission as the air cools your skin instead of scorching it with Natlan's heat.

One of the smaller sunflowers leans precariously in the breeze, and Kinich reaches over you to pluck it from the ground. He doesn't lean back fully once he's over you, keeping one hand planted over your form to intrude on your personal space with a casual ease as if it were simply where he belonged.

"You think so?" Kinich spins the flower idly in his free hand, watching it bend and sway, before finally turning it to face you. The petals tickle your skin as he taps it against your cheek, and you laugh brightly. At the sound, Kinich's lips twitch into a soft smile so enamored that your heart twists just looking at it. "Then maybe… they just look for the brightest thing they can find."

anon i literally read this request at 2am u called me right out with this one </3

I think even with as much as this guy thrives on spontaneity and just doing whatever, his lover going to sleep rlly late would drive him crazy LMAO ^^ i'd imagine because of the knights and the expedition, Lohen tends to rise really early so he only has a few precious hours to cuddle (i.e. be INCREDIBLY clingy without complaint) so the longer that he doesn't get what he wants the more huffy he becomes shjdfh if its because they have work to finish or something, he'll sit down and help finish it so he can get what he wants sooner

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awhehfhshshgh this is so sweet thank you I hope you’re having the loveliest day as well!!

I am very sorry anon but I do not 😭😭 I’ve already got 2 jobs the last thing I need would be a 3rd right now sobs

if it catches your interest (it’s bc I just read ur Kinich one and I’m greedy ahah (I really like Kinich :3)

Maybe another Kinich 🗣️😳works?

also congrats on 100! That’s super exciting!

anon ur so real i too am so greedy when it comes to kinich,,, i miss him everyday,,,, and also thank u thank u sm!! im almost at 200 now lol its a lil scary DJKFKLJ

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"That should be everything."

The bag that Kinich ends up tossing casually over his shoulder seems frighteningly small for a week-long commission, despite the fact that you had most certainly checked and re-checked that he would have everything of vital importance with him. He had been fairly insistent on not wanting to pack extra food so that he could travel more lightly, and you knew that he likely wouldn't have any issues on finding his own food in the wilderness, but what if—

"You've got that look on your face again," Kinich warm voice cuts through the descent of your thoughts, both firm and a little concerned simultaneously. "Stop worrying so much. It'll be fine."

You purse your lips. He's always saying things like that, but what if one day, it isn't fine? He's always taking such dangerous commissions, it isn't absurd to worry about the possibilities.

"You know I can't help it," You huff, your feet suddenly feeling heavy as you walk with him to the edge of the large wooden platform that the Scions of the Canopy live atop. "It's not something I can just flip on and off."

As soon as Kinich opens his mouth to respond, he's cut off by the appearance of his ever-so-lovely saurian companion.

"Kinich! Let's get going already!" Ajaw's yell has Kinich's eye twitching in irritation, and he swats the little dragon away from the two of you with a practiced ease. "You selfish worm, leaving the Great Dragonlord, K'uhul Ajaw waiting for so long! Rest assured that—"

Kinich grabs Ajaw out of the air, gloved hand coming to clamp over the dragon's mouth and effectively silence him.

"I promise it'll be fine. I'll see you in a week, okay?" Kinich steps backwards, balanced precariously on the edge of the wooden platform. He releases Ajaw from his hold as he does so, leaving the saurian spitting various curses and ill-wishes at his face. "Take care."

And with that, he hops backwards right off the edge. In just a second, that neon green rope he always uses appears out of thin air, and Kinich is swinging himself expertly around the mountainside.

As you watch his form become smaller by the second, the itching feeling that you had forgotten something creeps up from your stomach. You'd made sure to put first-aid supplies in his bag, as well as extra clothes and water, and anything else he likely already had on hand or would find himself… It takes a moment too long for you to figure it out, before it falls into place in your head. You lean over the edge of the wooden railing, cup your hands around your mouth and shout, as loud as you're able—

"Kinich, I love you! Be safe!"

For a moment you worry that he's gone too far, that he hadn't heard you before swinging out of earshot— until a familiar shrill laugh pierces the air with a volume you didn't think possible.

"AHAHAHAHA— KINICH, YOU IDIOT! LOOK HOW RED YOUR FACE IS—"

And then, silence returns as you watch the tiny yellow and green saurian suddenly soar through the air in the opposite direction that Kinich just swung off in.

anon this one stumped me for so long but I had so much fun thinking of different ideas here lol ^^ this almost became a detective/criminal au mind you JHDFH

cw: lots of talk about hearts, bruising, lohen may be a little bit?? yandere??? hes weird here LMAO

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Lohen has a strange fascination with your heartbeat.

It's far from his most unusual obsession, that's for certain— but it does always strike you as a rather unique thing to show such enthusiasm towards. Even now, he lays halfway on top of you in bed, his mouth pressed right up against where your pulse thrums steadily away at the base of your throat. Every now and then he'll nip lovingly at the skin before laving his tongue over it in mock apology, and you're beginning to worry that there will be yet another purple bruise over the spot come morning.

"Why are you so obsessed with my heart?"

Lohen pauses his ministrations, lifting his head from your shoulder to look at you.

"Huh?" He asks. In the dim light of the evening, the red in his eyes almost seems to glow. "Where's that coming from?"

The look you give him is entirely unamused, but he seems fairly content to play dumb. Either that, or it genuinely never occurred to him how insistent he always was to be pressed up against your heartbeat.

"You're always trying to feel for it," You explain, tilting your neck upward just slightly to emphasize the red spot he left behind. "Just look. It's a little weird."

"I guess," Lohen ponders the idea for a moment, pressing his thumb insistently against the spot on your throat where that steady beating is most prominent. It stings just a touch, not enough to be unbearable, but enough to make you tense beneath his hand. If he hadn't formed a bruise there already, you're certain now that there would be a small finger-shaped mark later— Not that you really minded. "I'm jealous."

"Huh? Jealous over what?"

"I wish that…" Lohen traces his finger down from your throat, leaving a burning trail on your skin until he reaches where your heart thrums nervously beneath your ribcage. "I could be your heart."

He leans in, pressing his lips firmly against your chest. There's a bit of force behind the movement, as if the distance that your skin and bones left between him and the source of your life irritated him.

"It's right there, beneath your skin. Closer than I'll ever be to you." There's a slight smile tugging on his lips, lopsided and dreamy as if the very idea of being so vital to you made him giddy. "I wish it were me. Pumping your blood, keeping you alive. You'd die without me."

Your breath stalls for just a moment.

"You're crazy."

"Eh, you're into it."

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ooooohhh good question hmhmhmhm

I think overall he probably wouldn’t have any interest in picking up an instrument 😭😭 but! his parents from what we know were pretty overbearing and expected him to conform to what they wanted for him, so I think if nothing else he may have learned one as a kid! maybe something traditional like violin or piano (or much more likely the lyre bc. mondstadt lol)

illuga,,,,, illuga imaginarium theater pose,,,,,, illuga pose,,,,,,, ohhhhh

i think the beach at night is the time when its the prettiest so em hehehe

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The beaches of Natlan are quiet at night.

Cool ocean waters lap gently at your ankles where you stand in the surf, salt lingering on your skin every time the waves recede. Were the evening air any colder, you'd likely be shivering from the sensation.

"Thought I'd find you here."

Kinich's voice pulls you from your thoughts, as gentle and steady as his hands are as they settle onto your waist. You hadn't heard him approach— usually, his arrival is followed by his Saurian companion's grating voice demanding all those listening to kneel and worship. You decide to treat the silence as a welcome reprieve.

"Were you looking for me?" You ask, turning around to face him. His hair is a little messy from the wind, likely from swinging straight over here and not bothering to fix it. It feels natural to reach up and take care of the task for him, running your fingers lazily through the slight tangles.

"Yes. I missed you," Kinich, as always, is straight to the point. You'd be more amused by his honesty if you weren't already so used to it. His eyes flit to your lips when you smile, and the want in his eyes is suddenly so intense that it's nearly tangible. "And…"

"You didn't kiss me this morning. When I left." His words are mumbled just a breath away from your lips, the words thoughtless and almost a little bit pouty. Despite the proximity, the gap between you still feels far too wide.

"That's because Ajaw was being annoying."

"Ajaw isn't here right now. You still owe me."

And with that, Kinich closes that tiny distance between you to collect his debt— and for once, the only sound you hear afterwards is the continued song of ocean waves.

Also may I be 🌻 anon? I've actually been lurking around in your asks for a quite while but I only now got the courage to ask iehdiehf

NO BC REAL I just keep jumping in circles with him and illuga and taking pictures sobs I’ve been doing this for hours I am far too easily entertained