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some kaeya facts that i want to remind everyone with because I miss him so much! (no angst this time i swear!!...but if you all want angst, I could also deliver hehehe)
1. Kaeya tells the children of Mondstadt some stories! Specifically, one that some forgot or didn't know of is that he has told the orphans under the church's care some horror story about the light in the lamp posts :D He had been shown to do a story telling to Klee while at the Veluriyam Mirage and he has also been reading to Klee her bedtime stories as well
2. Kaeya made Klee's survival rules! Kaeya has definitely done his part on preventing Klee from destroying Mondstadt before Celestia ever could (well, at least lessened the amount of times Mond gets bombed anyway). Anyone else think Kaeya purposely let Klee explode the Good Hunter's stove to avoid going to the Chasm? No? Ok-
3. He takes the attention when he dances! Depending on which language you hear it from, it is either a good or a bad thing. However, I am on team good thing simply because some mercenaries invited him to go dancing with them while he was in Sumeru ( very interesting information, Kaeya! Glad to know they found you so attractive that they did something they don't usually do!)
4. If you call him kind, he will attempt to look mean (and he fails at it lmao), and if he is not being mean, he will try to deny it. The traveler once listed down the kind things he had done for Captain Wu, a Liyue npc, and Kaeya proceeds to tell us that he records people who owe him (which is a lie. He forgot the person he helped TWICE. What he does have a record of is a well-detailed list of Treasure Hoarders and their rankings + patrol areas in Mondstadt). Another instance was during Jean's story quest where Kaeya planned the appreciation party for Jean where he gave the traveler all the credit
5. He is a great gift giver! (unless that person is Diluc because otherwise he will find the ugliest thing ever and gift that... arguably, that kinda sounds like amazing gift giving if we are talking about being an annoying sibling). He remembers passing commentary from friends and coworkers and gifts them accordingly.
6. He has his own intel network (and I'm theorizing that it is just a group of people he has helped before that insisted on paying him back in this way). Kaeya, after some heavy insistence from Captain Wu, asks him if he wants to be a friend or be part of his intel network and follow his commands no matter what. Vile, one of his known informants, also gave us a glimpse as to what it takes to be part of Kaeya's network, and that is the ability to decipher codes and read messages in between.
7. He is incredibly reliable as a knight! Not only do the people of Mondstadt agree that he is the more approachable cavalry captain between him and Diluc, but it is also a known fact that Kaeya has never failed to complete a mission to date (except the one during Diluc's 18th). Nearly every citizen of Mondstadt adores him and knows how reliable he is. Arguably, this success rate could be attributed to his "end justifies the means" mindset that not all find enjoyable, but he is definitely the person to ask if you want something done. Vile has once mentioned that she could just ask Kaeya to do the charming and convincing for her, dubbing him as a prince charming for it.
8. He is one of the people who spends so much time with Klee (potentially attributed by the fact that he also has more free time compared to others). He spends so much time with her that Klee mentions a few interesting things about Kaeya, such as the fact that Albedo draws Kaeya frequently (enough times that Albedo says Kaeya could be drawn by him easily. yes, it's that "three strokes" line lmao) and the fact that Kaeya has saved Klee from solitary confinement a lot. He is shown to be a very effective person when it comes to corralling Klee without making her feel bad as even when he was trying to berate her, he still ended up giving her a possible reward if she listens.
9. He is very meticulous. He willingly spends the time to get himself ready in the clothes that he is wearing, and he likes embellishments. He really is quite the perfectionist in his actions as well. (very Alberich of him!✌️) We can also see this in his handwriting that has been described as "beautiful" and again with his near perfect track record as a knight.
#thank u tumblr user kaeyachi#it is a great day to remember all of these lovely things#i wanna carve my heart out and give it to him so so badly#kaeya 𓆩☆𓆪
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please please please please reblog if you’re a writer and have at some point felt like your writing is getting worse. I need to know if I’m the only one who’s struggling with these thoughts
#i don’t rly think ppl care for my writing tbh#i can never do the ‘write for yourself’ thing#it just sounds kind 😵💫#but we will leave it at that
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titanic horrified eye
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this is very kujax core
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Kaeya idle animations (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ
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I've gone down with genshin impact brainrot and I'm simping for kaeya 😔🤘🏼
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Kaeya playing with his coin ❄
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my favourite part about a monster boyfriend is when both of you are still unaware of the fact that he is one. the process of transformation, where he’s completely confused about what is happening to his body and the differences are still too small to correctly decipher.
like the whole growing appetite aspect, and how he keeps asking for seconds over and over again when you cook dinner and never seems to feel completely full even if he’s practically licking the plate clean each time. at some point it gets so bad that you catch him rummaging through the fridge almost every single night no matter the size of the meal that you prepare.
then there’s the temper that’s slowly getting shorter and shorter, turning him weirdly snappy at the most random times. or maybe how he briefly mentions that his jaw feels ever so slightly stuffy and too small to accommodate his teeth all of a sudden; he’s thinking about calling his dentist so that he can figure out if his wisdom teeth have finally decided to start peeking out but he’s not sure if he has the patience to stomach a visit to a doctor right now.
he goes out for a jog to clear his head, but ends up beating his PR and doesn’t get tired despite the quick pace he’s decided on. oh wait, did you crank up the thermostat or is it just his body temperature that’s this high? and oh my god, his clothes don’t fit like they used to, but not just at the waist — no, no, it’s also at the ankles because he grew several inches seemingly overnight, and his normal t-shirts are starting to look like compression ones from how tightly they hug his shoulders now.
and for fuck’s sake, can the downstairs neighbours turn the fucking music down?! it’s so loud apparently, it makes his ears hurt so bad, even if you can barely hear it. besides that, the sunlight that seeps into your home on clear days is so bright too. it must be a migraine that’s troubling him, there’s no other explanation for it, but you swear that his pupils turn to thin slits whenever he looks out the window.
you swear.
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⭒ DILUC, minors do not interact.
fem reader. dry humping. something short and fast for his birthday, i hope i made it. i’m a sucker for a man in an armchair. petnames ; sweetheart, my love. ₊ 𓂃 masterlist.
you can gauge from the long, drawn out sigh that leaves DILUC lips when he comes home exactly how his day has went, watching as he crosses the room with a grunt before he falls back into his arm chair that’s pushed cozily into the corner of the room.
he’s sitting opposite you as you curl up on the other, fireplace burning between you both and you choose to rest the book that you were half-reading to the side as you admire him gently from where you sit.
you watch the way diluc reaches around to messily pull his hair back into a quick ponytail next, trying to quickly tame the vermillion locks as he reveals more of his handsome features to you. before finally, he’s meeting your gaze from under his bangs and patting his lap expectantly. although, you can tell by his expression that it’s meant more as a plea than anything else.
“won’t you come here a moment, my love?”
still, you can’t help but feel quite flattered that you’re the person he wants to lose himself in when he’s like this, his awe of you warms you and makes you ache when you approach him. it’s instinctive but captivating, watching his legs spread in wait before you’re slinking your way into his lap, wrapping your arms around his broad shoulders to squeeze at the tight muscle as he props his head up with his hand.
his other free, large palm traces along your figure, then up your hips to do the same. his gaze holds yours as the silence settles serenely between you both.
but it’s as if by habit, the way you melt into diluc’s touch moments later and he finds himself sitting up straighter when he feels the first needy grind of your hips against his. the quick movement is followed by his palms taking a slow, languid handful of your tits as he curls his fingers around the flesh and squeezes.
he was truly enamoured by you, he touched you like you were the finest of silks beneath his calloused hands - he’d treat you as such.
“you okay? long day?” your whispery voice cracks with need and diluc gives you a blown out, slow blink as you admire the blush decorating his cheeks, watching it blend with the colour of his hair when you press closer. he was so unbearably handsome, illuminated beautifully by the fireplace to your left and it was like those same flames lived within his touch - he had a way of melting every part of you as you curl into him.
“very perceptive. but there’s no need to be nervous, i actually feel much better already, sweetheart.” diluc groans, ragged and hungry before his lips are on yours and he’s pulling you closer against him until you’re grinding your needy heat against his clothed cock, gasping when you feel the blunt head graze against you.
you can still feel how hard he is beneath the fabric of his slacks despite the fabric between you both, and you keen when his big hands trace down and over the skin he’s already explored previous times. but even now, he’s no less enraptured by it; he helps you guide your thrusts with one hand as he kisses you—the other placing tentative swipes over your clothed nipple with his thumb as he groans.
“you are so good for me, it really is quite the honour.” diluc grumbles lowly against your lips, swallowing your moans beneath his own. your fingers curl in the thick roots of his hair to pull and you experimentally roll your hips once more; pulling a long, low groan from him that you feel vibrate through his chest.
you feel him shiver below you, but you also feel the previous tension in his muscles melt with every intoxicating roll of your hips against his, like the memories of his terrible day and the rowdy patrons are being replaced with new thoughts of you and your pretty pussy dragging along his cock.
diluc’s muscled thighs twitch at the feeling of your hips along his and he finally, albeit unfortunately, breaks away from the kiss to focus more on your movements. each sinful swirl of your hips makes him inhale sharply as his gloved hand pinches and pulls at your breast, satisfied with how his fingers seem to sink into the flesh.
a ragged sound leaves you and you can’t help but let your head fall forward dreamily, pace stuttering until his hand on your hips is tightening and he’s taking control — pulling them along his own as he finds his rhythm. each of his movements are messy and eager, a side that you were grateful to see of the man you’d fallen in love. you felt flattered, that you had such an effect on him and you’d be lying if you said seeing him so flushed and needy for you alone didn’t make you feel even better.
soft pants fall from your pouty lips everytime you feel diluc’s thick shaft graze along your clothed clit, the blissful feeling making the room below you spin. “archons, keep doing that.” your lover grunts, drunk on lust - on you, and when you babble out a breathless cry of his name he can’t help the way his hips instinctively rut up into yours, ruthlessly as you press against his chest at the force.
his jaw clenches as your movements continue to move in sync with his, your fingers tightening in his hair and pulling a sharp hiss from the vermillion haired man beneath you. he’s cursing under his breath, rutting into you heavily until you can almost feel every detail and vein of his cock through the heavy fabric separating you both.
diluc’s mind and senses feel like they’re blurring as his name continues to fall from your lips in short pants, until he’s finally grabbing your hips abruptly with both hands and guiding you gently up to your feet. it catches you off guard, but despite the pout you’re wearing, you can’t help but feel warm with anticipation as you watch him stand up immediately.
he leans into smear a breathless, wet kiss along your temple and you meet the movement almost like you expected it, he’s looking at you with pure hunger in his blown out gaze as his hand blindly reaches to intertwine with your own so he can lead you to your bedroom.
“please, i must have you, my love. let me repay you for everything you do for me.”
#dry humping my beloved <3#my fave kink ever ever#decompressing after a long day and too horny and bothered to remove all the clothes#i just know this man looks so stunning and gorgeous#im twirling my hair and kicking my feet rn#this was so so hot and lovely#i swear i fall more for this man with each fic i read…
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diluc x reader
warnings: fem reader, “darling” and “bunny” are used, oral (f receiving), lovemaking, he corrects your language once heh
a/n: just a little something for my love’s birthday since i couldn’t get his other fic done in time..I LOVE YOU DILUC ♡
you’re beautiful, wrapped in satin and silk as you are nearly every night. the nightgowns you don for bed flow over your curves like water, set against your skin comfortably as you sit beneath the sheets and read your book - your bedtime routine now.
Diluc’s ruby gaze can’t help but flit to you, each and every night, you warming his bed and nestled into his side. his. in every way. his work shirt is open, as he walks into your shared bedroom from the bathroom trousers unbuckled and unbuttoned, set low on his hips as he moves to his dresser to search for sleepwear.
you also can’t help but ogle your husband, there’s never a time where you look at him and don’t feel a stir in your belly. the man is incredibly beautiful, rugged but possesses a gentleness that transcends his intimidating reputation. the hands that hold scars both physical and mental caress you with tenderness.
there’s an unspoken hunger in the air when Diluc strides across the bedroom and you shift in your spot in bed with your book in hands. you’ve removed your gaze from your husband back to your book, only to feel the bed dip under the weight of Diluc’s knees on the bed and him crawling over you. His red hair has been released from its ribbon that ties it back, now cascading down his back and over his shoulders in molten waves.
you giggle, setting your book aside on the nightstand when your husband slots himself between your arms with a kiss to your nose. he smells of musk and of mint and of an oil that he’s been using on the ends of his hair for years now after you introduced it to him. there’s another kiss dotted to your cupids bow as Diluc drags a hand down your waist over the thick material of the comforter, and he’s clearly perturbed by the fact it’s in the way.
“Now what are you doing?” you laugh, the man before hums as he kisses the side of your mouth.
“I missed you today.”
“Did you now?”
(you missed him too)
you feel his smile against your face, a soft crescent of a thing that is effortlessly beautiful and telling of his gentle yet fierce love for you. but then, he leaves you without a word. you eye him curiously as he sits back on his haunches and removes his shirt, your breath suddenly held in your throat as he then throws the comforter off of your legs. you’re met with a chill of the bedroom air and with a strong hand wrapping itself around your ankle.
he pulls, hard enough to yank you down the bed with a loud, surprised cackle flying from your lips as your back slides against the flat of the mattress. your ankle is still in your beloveds grip as he moves it to settle over his shoulder and he lays down between your legs. a man with purpose, truly. you swallow, allowing your knees to open further until the hem of your nightgown slips up high on your thighs. your chest heaves as Diluc presses kisses down the supple skin of your inner thigh, a nip here and a searing lap of his tongue there - all at an agonizing pace that has your hand running through his fiery tresses and a plea on your panting lips.
you feel yourself pulsing through the fabric of your panties when Diluc’s lips reach them, a vibrant heat of arousal that greets his hungry maw as his fingers move the material to the side and he groans into your sex as his tongue gets to work itself inside you.
“I missed you, darling, can’t you tell?” he groans into your sloppy pussy, the vibrations of his low and raspy voice accompanied by an especially long lick up your slit to collect the oozing slick that you produce from his ministrations.
“I missed you too, fuck, Diluc!” you’re delirious, and he hasn’t even shoved his cock into you yet. he pinches your hip at the same time as he kisses your clit.
you squeak.
“language, bunny.” his eyes are dark, a shining blood red as he gazes at your trembling form, clit throbbing a swollen. you bite your lip. he returns to his meal.
your hips arch when a finger is added, his middle and then the finger adorning the ring that matches yours, crooking themselves in such a manner that you gulp down the air around you as Diluc’s tongue and lips devour your twitchy bud with soft moans and satiated slurps.
you want to wiggle away at how it’s all becoming overwhelming, at how your orgasm seems to be rapidly approaching at every swipe of his tongue, every thrust of his thick fingers into your creamy pussy. one hand grasps the sheets while the other tugs on his scalp and he growls when he speeds up his movements and adds an especially harsh suck to your clit. you carry the taste of ambrosia, a juicy fruit of flesh that makes his jaw ache until he can have you between his teeth again. he enjoys you like a summertime sunsettia.
he often wonders if the maids hear you when you cum, your voice brokenly calling out Diluc’s name. salacious cries ring through your bedroom while your husband finger fucks you through the aftershocks, his heart rapidly thundering in his chest. he looks as thoroughly wrecked as you do when he kisses at your still shaking thighs.
he hovers over you with fervent affection and your eyes are hazy with pleasure, with a soft coo of his name and your lips part for him to kiss as he presses himself between your legs, a soft and sodden mess that welcomes the rigidness of his shaft to inevitably split you - to give in to the consuming compulsion of desire that you both hold for each other.
“I love you, Diluc” you shudder as his hips start to move, you’re full. so full. of him, of his love for you. it’s intense and awfully honest the way he makes love to you.
“and I love you, more than you could ever imagine.” Diluc vows, you know to hang onto the words he says, he is a man of integrity especially in his devotion to you.
#running laps around the void rn#him pulling you by your foot -@2&3!??#-10393 hp#new kink truly unlocked rn#subtle undressing of the clothes#and the mention of the scars on his hands#he truly is a pretty sight#and the ‘language bunny’ has me in a chokehold#he truly is going to make me implode#kaeya forgive me pls#gray this is so beautifully written#he is so so lucky to have you <3
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hi (i love you) did you sleep well? (i love you) have you eaten? (i love you) drive safe (i love you) how are you? (i love you) how was your day? (i love you) (i love you) (i love you)
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hi sweet sua, i am back again to celebrate your blog anni with mister tsukishima ! wherever shall we go ?
welcome welcome, dearest risu ! my thinking cap is on and it’s telling me to send u and tsukki on a pottery decorating date! something artsy and fun for the two of u :3 i have no doubt that what ur pretty brains think up will look so so pretty on the bowls, plates, etc. that you design!
a song for ur date: take a chance with me by niki
join my one year celebration!
#wahhh thank u sm !#:> this is so pretty i adore the idea of a pottery date#this reminds me of my fave tsukki art of him w a froggy pottery bowl hehe#congrats again lovie <3#tsuku ☆
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well…
wdym you’re not british .
babe…
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i love u dark skinned and abundantly melanated kaeya. i love u freckled and scarred ajax. <3
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