#and xilonen will blush...

[quesadilla-day]

"No matter what you say, I'm not turning your Flamestrider into a submarine!" // (textless version under cut ^^)

[mondaymelon]

— pocky for the malipo ⭑.ᐟ

⟶ ( kinich x gn!reader )

— in which... hey, does this even count as a kiss...?

— speedran this filler post for pocky day + kinch's birthday.. its single day too LMAO the coincidences are simply uncanny ..

— starts out w mualani + kinich for context , fluff !! reader likes sweets,, ...tw... use of the word orbs..

“awwww, c’mon!! it’ll be fun, i promise…”

mualani jumps up and down vigorously, her expression slowly growing more and more dejected. “the traveler told me all about it- this otherworldly tradition, y’know, with those little sweet stick thingies, they even gave me a box! it’d be a reallll big shame to waste ‘em, and wouldn’t it be super cool to do?”

recently, mualani had grown very invested in the idea of some date called “pocky day.” these sorts of random hyperfixtations happened just about every other day, but this time the obsession lasted a linger longer than most, all because of some eavesdropping on the traveler, who offhandedly mentioned it in some conversation… anyway, now that the day itself had arrived, 11/11, she was more excited than ever.

“just onnncee..! pretty please, kinich… xilonen? sharky??” seeing that no one here was willing, except for sharky, who wagged his tail in approval, mualani let out a wail.

kinich stared at her with a tired gaze, sighing slowly. “well, i don’t see how-”

“oHHH my aRCHONS, kinich, how are you so BORING?? when i contracted with this stupid guy, YOU, i thought itd be a little more fun than rotting in a cave ALLL day long but APPARENTLY not!!? live a little uGHHGH, you emo little ‘oooohh look at me im so distant and mysterious’ shut UPPP…” ajaw popped out of nowhere, face red and pixelated hands waving back and forth angrily. “c’mooon, surely you aren’t stupid and blind enough to see that this is the literally PERFECt opportunity to smoochy smoochy kiss kiss that one person you've been OGLING with those  big ORBS of yours huh????”

kinich opened his mouth to say something, but then paused. mualani watched with bated breath, squeezing sharky in her hands in anticipation, eyes sparkling, gaze screaming “oh????”. 

“...well… i guess… hmph, even someone like ajaw makes a point sometimes, huh…?” kinich coughed into his fist sheepishly, a barely noticeable blush dusting his cheeks. “though, i’m not ‘ogling’ them at all, ajaw- it’s- well, i’m just observing them. for a commission.”

“suuuUUUReeee palllll, whatever you say- YOU REALLY DIDN’T THINK I’D SAY SOMETHING LIKE THAT, DID YOU??? BLABLABLA LALALA I’m RIGHT AHAHAHH THATS RIGHT IM RIGHT IM-”

kinich swatted ajaw out of the air, in the way one would with a buzzing fly. he flew through the air, disappearing into the horizon with a sparkle.

“...ahem. mualani, i’ll be heading out now.” kinich turned around calmly, as if he hadn’t just committed battery. "if i may, could i get one of those ‘pocky’ you were talking about? i’ll repay you.”

"hehe... no need for repayment, just tell me how it goes later!" mualani, smug and beaming, handed over one of the boxes.

..and so the time had come.

"kinich?" glancing up from your work, you flashed him a smile. "what's the matter?"

well, it wasn't as if the saurian hunter didn't see you out often- he did. this little nook you had in the scions of canopy was, as kinich put it, "on the convenient way back" for all of his missions, and so the male found most evenings swinging by (pun intended).

no, him coming wasn't the issue here. but kinich had been uncharacteristically.. avoidant of your gaze. for the past five minutes he had been there, arms crossed and leaning against the door frame like they do in those inazuman light novels, he'd been staring at a crack in the floorboards. and to make matters more concerning, he had something strange in his hands too: some sort of box that he kept flipping around with his fingers.

"hey. kini'. we're both not great at words, so just tell me and get.. well, whatever it is. you wanna say over with." at the mention of his nickname, kinich perked up, clearing his throat.

"ah, that..."

ohh, so there was the problem. the eerily quiet atmosphere was because ajaw wasn't present... pause, now you were even more worried. kinich had somehow gotten ajaw off his ass?? unthinkable????

"is it an emergency? fuck, are we all going to die? tell me this type of thing earlier, kini', i need to pack all my-"

"what? no- i, mualani.. she, no, there's this holiday, today. the traveler mentioned it, and i thought it'd be fun to try out.. you like sweets too, so. here." kinich unearthed some sort of... stick? was he really trying to feed you sticks? c'mon now, you weren't that stupid-

"i can read your gaze. it's not like that. here, it's chocolate, just- hah..." kinich sighed, eyebrows pinched together, wearing the expression of someone watching everything go wrong. "give it a taste?"

you eyed him skeptically, before taking the stick out of his hands and taking a bite.

"...sweet."

"yeah?"

"not a stick."

"...yes."

"...give me another."

"not so fast, we need to play the game first." kinich took one of the sticks and put it into his mouth, all of a sudden looking a lot more... guilty? you couldn't quite pinpoint the expression on his face, something you'd been doing with a 30% success rate (the highest any natlanian had ever achieved). "whoever gets the last bite wins."

"...i'm just supposed to. eat the other end?"

"what, you can't?" the slight teasing edge in his voice reminded you of ajaw (just the slightest) and you immediately became exponentially irritated.

"hah, who said that? bet."

"..."

oh, so now he chose not to break eye contact.

"...a-hey, we're getting a little close, aren't we.."

"...if you wanna break it off, lose."

"...fuck, you-"

you grabbed him by the cheek, pushing yourself forward and, admittedly, forcefully touching your lips against his. whether by the suddenness or whether by the fact that you two had, well, "kissed," the esteemed malipo kinich let out what sounded like a sputter and fell backward, hands barely catching him from falling to the ground. sitting himself down, he looked up at you with flushed cheeks, mouth slightly open, and the edge of his lips smudged with chocolate.

"bleh. i win." sticking out your tongue, you motioned with your hands. "the whole box, it's mine now. winner takes all, or whatever they say in mondstadt."

kinich's gaze was observant, and under it you felt your face slowly begin to warm, realizing what you had just done.

"not so fast." kinich stood back up, recomposing himself in a matter of seconds.

"one more round. you caught me off guard."

(a/n) and then reader and kinich smoochy smooch smooch kiss kissed and single day was no longer single and happy birthday kinich really did become happy for kinich fuck when am i going to find me a partner <- has unrealistic expectations

context notes!! :

ajaw purposefully left kinich alone so that he could do his.. idk if you can call it flirting. pocky game w you. best wingman ajaw we all cheer (in reality he was tired of seeing kinich act all lovey dovey whenever you were around and found the tension suffocating so he decided to take matters into his own hands)

taglist (comment to be added / send in an ask on my sb): @manager-of-the-pudding-bank, @iamdedinside, @ilyuu-archive, @falors, @swivy123, @scara-is-my-wife, @lupicalbestwolf, @justyoureader, @fiannee, @aether-darling, @aioniela, @avensuersa, @dainsleif-when-playable, @umiloa, @intpessimistic, @keiiqq, @intpessimistic, @eutopiastar, @matcha-mintea

[aurumalatus]

AUGHHH theres so many to pick from… i think ill have to request kinich + 3 please 🙇🏻‍♀️🙇🏻‍♀️ !!

for what it's worth, mualani seems truly apologetic. kinich wasn't sure what to expect when he received the call in the middle of the night—as far as he knew, you and the others were having some "girl's night" that he pointedly was not invited to.

not that he cares. he has better things to do anyway.

he's halfway through a game of valorant when the phone rings, and mualani's voice is high with barely concealed panic. you're drunk, she explains. like, really drunk.

kinich sighs, shutting down his computer before grabbing his keys and his jacket and heading out the door.

okay, fine—maybe he doesn't really have better things to do.

when he pulls up, xilonen and chasca are struggling to get you out the front door, trying to hide their own giggles. when mualani said you were drunk, she wasn't kidding—you're completely out of it.

"i got it," kinich says as he approaches, taking your arm and slinging it over his shoulder. you lean into him immediately, lips brushing against his neck—his face grows warm.

xilonen and chasca give each other knowing stares, but seem to avoid saying more.

"sorry about that," they say, sheepish, "we didn't know she couldn't hold it that well."

kinich understands; you do have a tendency to think that you can drink a lot more than you can. he won't hold it against them at all.

he bids them a short goodbye as he drags you down the sidewalk, plopping you into the passenger seat and leaning over to buckle your seatbelt.

"kinich..." you whine, grabbing needily at his neck to pull him into a hug. he's unstable at the angle he's standing, and it leads him to collapse into your lap with a short 'oof'.

the sound of your laugh only makes his blush grow.

"we have to get you home," he says, steeling himself. he finally successfully gets your seatbelt on and starts the car, driving back toward your apartment.

it's even more struggle to get you inside—he gets some weird looks from passerby, to which he sighs and shows them your phone wallpaper and his: pictures of the two of you hanging out together, with friends or otherwise. they seem to accept that easily enough.

you're still whining his name by the time he deposits you in your bed, pulling your blankets up to your chin.

"sleep on your side," he instructs, placing a bottle of water and some painkillers at your bedside. "i don't want you to choke."

you, meanwhile, seem happy as a clam, smiling and laughing and wiggling under the sheets.

"okay," you mumble, voice muffled.

kinich nods, satisfied with that, and turns to leave before you pipe up again.

"kinich?" you yawn, eyes closed. you look peaceful, he thinks.

"yes?"

"are we just friends?"

his heart lurches in his chest, anxiety pooling in his stomach. don't ask that. i don't know if i can be honest.

but you're already asleep, and there's no way you'll hear his answer anyway, so kinich murmurs—

"we are. but i wish we were more."

[evenyvn]

Cherry Chapstick

Xilonen x Fem!reader

Summary : you help xilonen applying chapstick after noticing her dry lips.

Cw : sapphic coded reader and xilonen, 2nd person POV, sfw, fluff, established relationship, OOC xilonen, reader calls xilonen "darling", very short and self-indulgent.

i recently just got back playing genshin again after rage quiting because i didn't get xilonen on her release (fck you hoyo). meet xilonen in game and this is how i cope💔

masterlist

As you lean closer to the woman, one of your hands reach closer to her face, your thumb gently brushing over her lower lips, as the rest of your fingers rest on her jawline.

"Your lips have been really chapped lately, have you drink enough water darling?" You furrowed your brow as xilonen sighed, leaning closer to your touch.

"I have, i just drank-" "i mean real water xilonen, not the flavoured ones." You said pointedly making her shut her mouth immediately before huffing.

"You know i don't like those flavour-less water, it doesn't taste good! besides what's wrong with juices? they're healthy too you know"

A slight pout on grew on her lips as you brush your thumbs gently over the plush but slightly chappy lips, a rare sight of the normally fierce woman pouting, a sight only you have the privilege to witness.

A fond smile appears on your lips as you pull your hand away to reach your pocket, not missing the way xilonen leans slightly into you as if chasing your touch. Your hand retrieve a tub of chapstick, A cherry flavoured chapstick exactly.

Your smile deepens as you twist open the cap of the cherry-flavored chapstick, rolling it up just enough to coat her lips. Xilonen watches you with a mix of curiosity and anticipation, her pout still lingering as she stubbornly refuses to admit she needs it.

You lift the chapstick toward her lips, pausing just before they touch. "Stay still," you murmur, voice softer than before.

Xilonen huffs lightly but obeys, parting her lips just enough for you to smooth the balm over them. Your free hand comes up, gently cupping her chin to keep her steady. The moment the cool balm glides over her lips, she exhales softly, eyes fluttering shut as if savoring the sensation.

You take your time, carefully coating every dry patc, your thumb instinctively brushing over her jaw in slow, soothing strokes. When you're satisfied, you pull back slightly, admiring the subtle red sheen left behind.

"There," you say, voice tinged with amusement. "Much better."

Xilonen licks her lips experimentally, pausing for a moment before wrinkling her nose. "Cherry?" she mumbles, cracking one eye open to glare at you.

You chuckle, tucking the chapstick back into your pocket. "I thought you liked cherry."

"I do," she admits, but there's a slight blush dusting her cheeks now. "You just—" She stops herself, shaking her head before looking away. "Never mind."

You tilt your head, intrigued. "What?"

She hesitates before finally mumbling, "You could’ve just handed it to me… but you did it yourself."

Your smile softens, and you lean in just a little, lowering your voice. "Would you have done it properly?"

Xilonen stays quiet, her lips pressing together, now soft and glossy from the balm you applied. You chuckle again, pleased with her silence.

"Thought so," you say, reaching up to tap her nose gently before pulling away.

i love the way xilonen can't drink regular water because it doesn't have any taste (same xilonen, same, but I'll actually die if i didn't drink real water).

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[diz-eaze]

broke boy scara, in his desperation to earn a smidgen of wealth to fund his only hobby, obsessing over you, takes up a part-time job as a mascot for a newly opened restaurant downtown. it's a decent enough pay; it'll supply his mobile data for more than a month, leaving him worry-free about running out mid-cyberstalk session. unfortunately, his costume fights against the onslaught of heat that comes with standing outside for hours on end, trying his best to entice those who pass by into the establishment. sweat sticks to his backside, temple, and runs down in little droplets across his neck - he's drenched, and his shift won't be ending until evening.

rich girl (y/n) happens to be one of the passerbys, languidly twirling a piece of her hair as she listens to her friend, xilonen, complain about the audacity of people who avail her commissions. she boisterously laughs, the sound catching scara's attention, his pulse quickening, despite being several meters away from her. beneath his costume, he blushes a crimson red - embarrassed at being caught like this, despite said costume providing anonymity to his identity.

as you and your friend near, scara begs to any deity listening that you won't pay a second glance to the mascot dumbly standing around. you don't need to know this part of his life, so please, just continue walking forward and he'll focus on working his ass off once more.

alas, your eyes zero in on his costume. your brows furrow in- concern? disgust? he's not quite sure, yet his heart drops to his stomach all the same. did you immediately know it was him? oh, it's over, then. this is the end for his sad, pathetic life. you'll kick him out of the apartment and-

a tap on his costume's shoulder, still briefly felt despite the thick layer of fabric, refocuses his attention onto you. your friend, xilonen, seems to have stayed behind as she lazily chews on a piece of bubblegum.

what are you approaching him for? he wishes to ask, yet he can't risk you finding out his identity. so he tilts his comically large head instead.

you push a handkerchief along with a stack of money into his stubby, costume arms. eyes alit with worry. "please take this, mr. mascot! i noticed that you started sweating through your costume, and it may not be much, but i hope to help ease your suffering."

so polite and cute, his heart soars through the clouds as he gingerly takes it from your fingers, now glad for the cover of his face. it's impossible to hide the massive grin stretched across his lips.

as thanks, he bows down a perfect 90 degrees.

you giggle at the display, newly acquired bracelets glinting against the setting sun. with a wave of your perfect hand, you bid him farewell. "i'll be sure to eat here next time with my friends! right, xilonen?"

"guess so," the woman shrugs.

yet scara's mind is still buzzing with elation, tightly holding onto the handkerchief you gave him. his grin is nearly threatening to split his face into two from how wide it is.

your handkerchief... it'll make a fine addition to his collection back at home.

[smith-of-echoes]

“I think I’m in love with you Xilonen” Chasca fluffs her hair and stares into eyes

@manganyeh

"Oh?"

Xilonen looks at Chasca with wide eyes.

"Well, that’s unexpected?"

She giggles, a slight blush appearing on her face as the other woman surprised her a bit.

"Mm... I have to say, I’ve grown quite fond of you as well, Chasca."

[flcwerfeather-peacekeeper]

[ 𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 ] from Xilonen :3

@manganyeh ((I wanted to helppp))

“Xilonen..”

*[Chasca was.. speechless. Who knew this would happen? Certainly not her. Yet.. she liked it. She’d do it again. Chasca could feel the blush on her face, yet her tone was just as it usually was.]*

“That was.. nice.”

//hehe thats fair.. :3\\

[manganyeh]

Heya Chasca what do you think about Xilonen?

"X-xilonen I mean they can be annoying but also really nice and I mean cute and the way her tail wags her flowing hair" Chasca snaps out of it covering her blush with her hand "Forget what I said"

[smith-of-echoes]

💋 from Chasca

@manganyeh

Xilonen blushes slightly at the unexpected kiss. She smiles at the other woman and winks.

"Well, well, looks like someone missed me, huh?"

She says jokingly and chuckles.