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waltzofphoenix · 1 year

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For both boys: Azalea, daisy, Jonquil <3

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Azalea: Who does your character wish would take better care of themselves?

˖°✩ --- "I know I shouldn't talk," Diluc sighs, "but Kaeya really needs to get his life together. I suspect he's usually just barely keeping up with everything. Someday, he's going to topple over... and I doubt there will be anyone there to catch him, then. How sad."

(It doesn't seem like he's ONLY talking about Kaeya...)

"Humph. See? Once again, he has the biggest tab in my books. That's not a healthy way to live!"

✧˖° --- "Haha! You don't want to know how many of the Knights are barely scraping by. You really don't." He chuckles, but it sounds more nervous than usual. "I mean, Jean still tries to push through any time she's sick, Albedo's constantly freezing his ass off..."

(He's deflecting again, clearly. Wonder why?)

"Oh, and don't even get me started on Diluc!"

Daisy: Four things that make your character happy.

˖°✩ --- Things that make Diluc happy:

blooming flowers (especially lamp grass + dandelions)

cats

peace and quiet

a visit from a friend

✧˖° --- Things that make Kaeya happy:

wine

sex

a day off

Genius Invocation TCG

Jonquil: Has your character ever confessed their love for someone? How did it go?

˖°✩ --- DILUC actually confessed his growing feelings for Amalia to his father first, when the topic of Diluc's potential suitors came up just before his coming-of-age. He knew he'd rather court a girl he liked a bit already than a stranger he had yet to meet, and the words slipped out before he could stop them:

"Can't you add Amalia to that list? She has good connections, too."

In the few weeks between that conversation and his birthday, Diluc tried in vain to broach the topic with her, but all the courage he had as a knight seemed to vanish every time they were alone.

On the morning of his birthday, he started writing her a letter: 'I think I love you, I just... don't know how to say the words out loud."

But it was never sent, because everything changed so fast ---

He finally confessed his feelings to her as they stood at a crossroads, both absolutely soaked through by the torrential rain. Once again, the words came out in a rush:

"I can't stay, Lia, but... I wish I could, for you."

It went about as well as it could have. They spent that night together and, come morning, parted on good terms and are still close friends. With hindsight, they're both sure they do love each other but are not in love, which is an important distinction.

✧˖° --- KAEYA has never said: "I'm in love with you."

Oh, he's told plenty of people he's attracted to them or finds them appealing in a general way, but flirting with someone or looking for a fling is a different matter than telling someone you have feelings ---

(Has he ever been in love? He's not sure. He wouldn't dare let it sink in or settle, though. That's too dangerous.)

#thundertide #bountyrisen #✧ [ a message from afar ] ask #✩ [ the dawn knight ] diluc headcanon #✧ [ a glacial waltz ] kaeya headcanon #✩ [ diluc ] ic #✧ [ kaeya ] ic

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shouga-nai · 2 years

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“Madam, I assure you that this is the latest and the most in desert chic.”

#glacial waltz || kaeya #undisputed fashion icon #a kingdom of ice-olation || crack

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thundertide · 1 year

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Tag Drop: General!

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fairykazu · 5 months

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૮꒰ ⑅ ´ ` ⑅ ꒱აㅤ 𓂂 ׄׄ it's the most wonderful time of the year𝆹ㅤㅤ۫✧ ㅤ ೀ ˖ㅤmerry christmas if you celebrate! it's my first winter event to celebrate my 200+ followers. thank you so much for enjoying my works. happy new year! ㅤ 𝅄︶ ͝ ⏝ ⊹ ⏝ ͝ ︶𝅄 notes from vidia: the star divider is made by @/cafekitsune, the ㅤ ㅤoneshots may or may not be coming in on time! and thank you for the 200+ followers, here's an event :3 ੭୧ㅤ DAY ONE ꒰: SNEAKING 'ROUND WITH YOU this present is given to you by the cavarly captain himself, kaeya! the contents of the gift are modern au, best friends to lovers, pining

੭୧ㅤ DAY TWO ꒰: WARM SMILES & HOT COCOA this present is from the wandering traveler, kazuha, meeting you in a bookstore, trying to keep warm in the cold. the contents of this gift are strangers to lovers, established relationship, meet-cute and modern au

੭୧ㅤ DAY THREE꒰: MISSION IMPOSSIBLE: UNDER THE MISTLETOE adeptus xiao's gift to you! contents of the gift is pining, friends to lovers, siblings! hutao & qiqi, requited love.

੭୧ㅤ DAY FOUR꒰: SNOW WALTZ the ice princess herself, ayaka, is here to present to you that her holiday gift contains: friends to lovers, pining, requited love and ice skating

੭୧ㅤ DAY FIVE꒰: GINGERBREAD HOUSES COMPETITION childe requested to have a gingerbread house competition with you! the ingredients needed are cheesy pick up lines and baking chaos

੭୧ㅤ DAY SIX ꒰: SNOWED IN after having a bitter fight with scaramouche, the cryo archon blessed him with a gift that includes established relationship, hurt/comfort, kisses

੭୧ㅤ DAY SEVEN꒰: NAUGHTY OR NICE? whereas your boyfriend, childe, is trying to figure out what you got for him for Christmas while scaramouche is trying to butter you up for his gift. this exclusive two in one includes poly! relationship with chiscara, established relationship, silly relationship fun!

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dearbraus · 11 months

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On the Phoenix' Perch | Prologue.

D. Ragnvindr.

General Series Warnings: 18+ only minors dni, gn afab reader, historical au, canonical character death, parental loss, grief, angst, familial bonding, ragbros, courtship, class differences, some references to canon typical gender stereotypes, slow burn, eventual smut, several minor side ships, unfinished multi-chapter fic.

Wc. 2.0k

❝For the first time in the five years following his fathers' death, Diluc Ragnvindr returns home. After the terrible affair that had been his seventeenth birthday, Diluc re-enters society and claims his rightful place as the head of his family. Bound by duty and haunted by the ghost of his father, Diluc strives to uphold the Ragnvindr legacy while also navigating the dreaded social season. Vowing to find love and continue the Ragnvindr line, Diluc chases the coattails of the man he thinks his father wished for him to become.

Failed love affairs and blunders drive him right back out of society, but in retracing the footsteps of another lifetime, Diluc might just find what he is looking for❞

[See future updates on ao3 @ dearbraus]

The day Viscount Ragnvindr died was not meant to be a tragic one.

Diluc, the young master and heir to the Ragnvindr clan had just turned seventeen. Though still cherubic and shrouded in the essence of boyhood, Diluc had stepped into society that day. Celebrations of grandeur crept around the corner with each passing day until April thirtieth had finally arrived after an arduous winter, he couldn’t wait to finally relish in the frivolities and luxuries his father saved only for the most special of occasions.

His younger brother, Kaeya had been so excited too. He could hardly sleep and rose before the sun to wish Diluc the happiest of days. Kaeya loved parties, the theatricality of it all but he was only fifteen, still too young to spend more than a few precious moments soaking up the festivities before Adelinde, their governess, helped him to bed. That day though, he was allowed to dance to his heart's content and sip on sweet lemonade until his tongue grew tart.

It was all the two boys could have ever wanted, and their father, Crepus could feel his heart swell thrice its size, adoration and pride filling every fibre of his being. There truly could never be a father quite so proud of his sons in all of Dulcis, so overwrought with love that he’d pluck the sun, the moon, and all of the stars in the sky if they so wished for it.

How unfortunate it was that as the hours bleed late into the night that tragedy would befall the Ragnvindr family. In the span of a few short minutes, Diluc and Kaeya’s world went from that of a dream to a nightmare.

A chill drifted into the ballroom, ice biting through the warmth that collected amongst the throngs of bodies spinning around the room in a waltz. Diluc, ever the dutiful son, slipped between cheerful embraces in search of the miscreant so his father wouldn’t have to but all he found was broken glass and his father's crumpled figure. Silky strands of hair spun by scarlet lay splayed across the carpet, dampened by streaks of metallic crimson. It stained Diluc’s shirt, the new one the modiste embroider as a gift to the family, and seeped into the cream-coloured flowers of his mother's favourite carpet as Diluc gathered Crepus into his arms.

Diluc didn’t realise he had screamed until others came rushing in, a stampede of prying busybodies who traded gossip like children traded marbles. His father's blood bubbled from the gaping wound that tore through his chest, his hands not enough to quell the bleeding no matter how he tried. Tears hot and angry stung his eyes, a frustrated cry clawing at his throat, fervently willing Diluc to feel the anguish that had struck him. But, Diluc felt nothing, too numbed with panic to do anything other than compress the wound, until Kaeya’s desperate plea reached his ears.

It was caught between a haggard breath and a flurry of sniffles, hardly coherent for anyone but Diluc.

He doesn’t remember much from that night, but Diluc remembers how raw his chest felt when he barked out an order for Kaeya, willing him to stay back and close his eyes. Kaeya didn’t need to watch another father die. He had already lost too much at such a young age, his heart would break. Diluc could not bear the thought of it.

That night, minutes before the clock struck midnight, Crepus took his last breath. His two sons' names lingered on his tongue as the light faded from his eyes— his dying breath lost on the eager ears which desperately sought out those last few words.

Diluc was gone the morning after Crepus had been laid to rest, the only evidence of his departure was an empty armoire and Crepus’ timepiece having gone missing. His bedroom in the Aquilae Estate had been largely untouched, to the naked eye it’d have seemed like an ordinary living quarter but the life that had once occupied had been swiftly snuffed out and the servants knew it the moment they had gone to refresh his linens. The young master had deserted his newly acquired postage, swiftly slipping into obscurity.

He was meant to attend the Akademiya, Alicante’s most prestigious post-secondary school, come fall. Elzer, Crepus’ steward, contacted the institute every few weeks in the hopes of hearing any news in regards to Diluc’s welfare but no matter how often the man sent word, he never learned anything more of his status. Until he was slated to begin classes and a notice of prolonged absence was sent to the estate, along with a hefty fine for overdue tuition fees– Kaeya who was still but a boy had to foot the bill now that he had assumed the position of head of the Raginvindr clan. There was no amount of money or tutors or governesses that could have prepared him for losing an entire family for the second time.

Even with Elzer’s guiding hand, Kaeya’s nimble knees buckled beneath the weight of aristocracy. At nights when he felt lost and that familiar feeling of loneliness began to creep in with the self-doubt, all Kaeya could find himself wishing for was his big brother. In his eyes, he knew everything; Diluc was the smartest person Kaeya had ever met, even smarter than their father. But, Diluc was gone. He’d disappeared faster than the moon and the stars did when morning sat on the horizon, though he never reappeared when evening came as they did.

When Diluc did return, Kaeya was nearly a man grown.

Though, society with all its barbs did not see it that way.

Kaeya had been a man since the mere age of fifteen and now, at twenty he was everything that Diluc should have been. College-educated, knowledgeable about the Ragnvindr business, and ready for marriage. Diluc was none of those things, he was no more grown than he had been at eighteen though now he sported reddish stubble on his jaw, his features weathered from whatever travels he embarked on. He looked every bit the man Crepus had been at his age, a ghost occupying a fleshy body. It terrified the staff when he returned one winter's night. The sun had long since been laid to rest and snow fell from the sky in big white clumps. Diluc appeared on the veranda of the Aquilae Estate with nothing but the singular case he had taken within him so long ago.

Anyone could have mistaken him for his father.

But, Crepus too had long since laid to rest and the young master was all that remained of him. The plains of Diluc’s face were but a map of their late master, a mirror image that forced a bleak reminder into their hearts when he stepped through his childhood home for the first time in five years. A stranger now, no longer the joyful young man they knew him to be. He wandered the halls like a well-worn memory that had begun to fray at the edges. Whatever sadness was felt by the servants, was swallowed by a far greater melancholy that tugged at Diluc’s heartstrings like a long-lost melody.

They tugged at Kaeya’s too.

For he too was a stranger in the eyes of a man who was once his brother.

He wore the face of familiarity well, but when Diluc gazed upon his features, ones that he once knew so well, neither man could feel anything but estranged.

Estranged by distance, time, and loss.

It all hung in the air between them, unspoken, neither willing to be the first to bare his soul or tear open the newly healed wounds that throbbed with each passing second.

It would hurt too much, to hash out the feelings both had worked so diligently to bury deep within their souls. They harboured two lifetimes worth of sadness and heartache, and somehow it would hurt even more.

Diluc longed too, though. He longed to pour his heart and every fibre of his being before his brother. To speak the words that he should have long ago, they sat heavily on his chest and danced upon the tip of his tongue, taunting him as his throat swallowed itself up until he choked on his guilt. That’s what kept him truly silent, the guilt of it all. Diluc was selfish, that much he had accepted but to speak it into the air and allow it to settle, he could never do. To admit it, was to admit that he was everything his father had not raised him to be, and to be a disappointment to Crepus was all that he had feared.

So, brothers turned to strangers.

One silent, a frown permanently etched onto his once cherubic features; the other boisterous, he filled the gaps of silence with well-crafted paragraphs that spoke too much but revealed far too little.

It was strangely befitting for the brothers to play such a balancing act. Two sides of the same coin, aching to be melted and returned to the earth once more.

As days turned into weeks, and then months into years, no warmth had yet to fill the hearth of the place they called home. A layer of frost prickled their skin and kept their feet pressed firmly in place so they remained five feet apart, always. Diluc would muse to himself that it was better to keep the distance because the grief might hurt less in the end. How sweet, naiveté could be

It was a tragedy to see all that Kaeya had lost in a matter of minutes.

The relief that should have filled him the moment he saw his brother's face once more did not fill him, instead, it was dread. Dulcis, like all of Alicante, was built around the egos of eldest sons. They may as well have put all the stars and the moon into the night skies with how they were cradled like young gods, always deserving, forever in want. It mattered nought that Kaeya is the son who stayed and strived to carry his father's legacy upon his narrow shoulders despite being no less of an unknowledgeable boy than he had been the night before Crepus died. He knew little of the family business, as a second son there was no need for him to learn more than how to assist his brother's pursuits. A lifetime of lessons was compressed into mere months and as years with no family became more familiar than it was strange, all that Kaeya had built for himself, for the Ragnvindr name, was to be ripped from between his bare fingers.

Diluc was home.

The title of Viscount Ragnvindr was his, Kaeya was simply keeping it warm for the day that Diluc finally felt strong enough to bear the burden that was noble society.

It would have been cruel of Kaeya to resent Diluc for returning home. He spent countless, sleepless nights praying to whomever would listen, to return Diluc home safely, or even for a letter detailing his wellbeing. For years, Kaeya wished for nothing more than to see his brother again, but when he stood before him in an ill-fitting wool coat, Kaeya wished that no one had listened.

Kaeya knew what it made him, an awful brother and an even worse person– but, was it fair? If you’d ask Kaeya while he lay spread bare, chest heaved and sweat dabbled he’d confess that he did not think it was. As much as he loved Diluc, the closet remnant of his own flesh and blood, why should he be so entitled to a title he never longed for? Kaeya did, he spent many balmy summer days dreaming of when the King or Queen would be so gracious as to bestow a title to him.

Lord Alberich sounded divine, far better than sir.

If Kaeya had been a worse man he may have fought it. His fathers raised him to be good and kind. Kaeya could never hurt Diluc, he could not bare for him to feel as hollow as he did. It was the respectable thing to do, to step down as Viscount and shepherd Diluc into society and into the Ragnvindr clan.

It’s what Crepus would have wanted.

#diluc ragnvindr x reader #diluc x reader #diluc smut #diluc ragnvindr smut #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader

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meiko3323 · 2 months

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Figure Skater Kaeya

if Kaeya lived in the modern world, i believe he would be a formidable figure skater. my thought process behind this was how from the very beginning, i felt he had a sort of dancer flair to him, he moves and fights with such grace. this is even reflected in one of his ability names - Glacial Waltz. and obv coupled w him being cryo, figure skating seemed like a very natural choice.

the most challenging part for me this time was choosing a pose, none of the ones from the studies and my extensive googling screamed "yes, this is it!" to me until i found a figurine of Yuri Plisetsky from Yuri!!! on ICE, it gave me just the right vibe. tho i had to bend the back leg a bit to fit it on the page.

i had fun w this, and i hope yall enjoy our ice prince ^^

#my art #genshin impact #kaeya #figure skater #teyvat fashion week #contest entry #modern clothing

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nyoomiin · 3 months

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scaramouche.

roommates.

your new roommate is... odd, and recently, so are your dreams. still, despite the secrecy, the mystery, and his ice cold exterior, you have the feeling you'd waltz right into love with him. (maybe you already have before.)

3AM.

hatred.

sweet nothings.

liar.

in dreams.

neuvillette.

sweet nothings.

dan heng.

'til the end of the line.

sick.

kaeya.

rumours.

#the bias is forreal

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ddarker-dreams · 2 years

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Eula x Reader. Word count: 600.

This is for an event hosted by @anantaru & @bluexiao 💖💖

Interacting with Eula Lawrence could be compared to crossing a frozen over lake.

There’s a thrill in the risk — wondering if the next step you take will be your last. Will the ice hold up? Shall it crack and send you into a frigid abyss? Navigation requires skill, patience, and a little luck. Even then, success is never guaranteed. There is a key difference between the two, you’d argue. That is that success needn’t always be the goal.

“Don’t push my buttons,” the way she huffs it is gentle, rather than a roaring winter gale. Still, you’d be wise to not think you won’t bend from its weight.

Well... there’s being wise and then there’s being you.

“Aren’t buttons meant to be pushed?” You retaliate, a cheeky little smile worming its way onto your face. That should be pretty good! Charming, if you dare say so yourself. That line has got to have a solid 80% success rate.

She visibly grimaces and your confidence plummets. Not permanently, mind you, it’s more of a temporary thing while you regain your bearings. It’s like how people get sick and then feel better afterward. The uncalm before the storm, or however that phrase goes.

“Had I not given my word to correct your... unsightly dancing, I’ll have you know that I would’ve left thirty minutes ago.”

She’s huffing again! Seriously, who does that? She could at the very least click her tongue or roll her eyes. But no, you’re stuck with the oh so degrading hms and hmphs. You’re about to lament this treatment when she pulls you closer, one hand settling on your lower back, while the other intertwines your formally unoccupied hand.

“Well, praise be to you for your charity, but I don’t think it’s that bad,” you endure further poking and prodding while she adjusts your ‘awful’ posture. How she never runs out of negative adjectives, you’ll never know. Your current hypothesis is that she studies them in the dictionary every night before she goes to bed. “I’ve done some waltzes in my time. At events for the Knights, anyway. They call me the Phantom of The Dance Floor.”

Following this bold declaration that’d rival a town crier, you step on her foot. For the tenth time. Or twentieth. Honestly, you lost count.

“This is unbelievable, a travesty, a nightmare...!“

(See what you mean about the whole negative adjective thing?)

“Woah, slow down, you’ll make me cry,” you plead. Surprisingly, she does put an end to her slew of insults upon hearing this. Heh, heh. What a softie. Frustration apparently mounting to a point she can no longer withstand, she releases you, stepping back and crossing her arms over her chest. Then glaring at you. And huffing again. The whole ensemble.

“From this day forward, we meet here daily. No excuses. First when the sun rises, next when it sets. I will enact vengeance of the most prolific kind should you be a second late!“

And like that, she pivots on her heel, not exactly stomping off but lacking her usual refined gait. You run after her to ask for clarification on gauging the time based off the sun’s position in the sky.

Elsewhere, a curious Venti happens upon Kaeya, who’s been observing the scene since it began to unfold.

“Why’s the Phantom of The Dance Floor taking lessons?” Venti queries.

Kaeya hums, amusement gleaming in his eye. “I think [First] might have an ulterior motive or two.”

“Ohhh. You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you? Ehe.”

“Hm?”

“Huh?”

All in all, it’s just another typical day in Mondstadt.

#listen i love the mondstadt squad they're all such dorks #eula x reader #eula lawrence x reader #genshin impact x reader #bloru.sweetnspice #my stuff

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devilruin · 7 months

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【 Please note! 】 ⎯⎯⎯ Please remember to look at each author's do not interact criteria and blog rules before interacting with them! Also, please check each work for specific tags!

if a link to a piece is :

⛧ ⋅ italicized ― it contains explicit content

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✧ @abbacchiosbelt ― hayley has such great ideas that i just want to pick apart their brain to see how they come up with such splendid thoughts! they're honestly such a fun person, i want to give them all of my love and then some!

personal picks : stuck in a wall with genshin men (reader's just like "oh won't someone come save me? wait... not like that!") , glory and gore with toji (funny story, i didn't know they wrote this and posted the link in a server we share and they were like !!! i wrote that! needless to say i was super embarrassed) , yandere kaeya headcanons (i just think he's neat when he's unhinged) , arranged marriage with diluc (oh nooo what a terrible thing to have to deal with...), and someone great with gojo (gods he walks the line of infuriating/bearable every damn day)

✧ @after-witch ― theo has perfected the art of suspense. her immaculate pacing within her stories always blows my mind, and there has been a few times where i've gone "WHAT!?" while reading some of her works!

personal picks : good as gold (the ending of this! i love the implications sm), wife or death (its always morally correct to make a deal with the devil in one's time of need), alone in the dark with gojo (he's is such a vile pos here... not that i'm complaining!) , a gift with sesshomaru (adore the chance to see sesshy being soft for once), love is the honey with chrollo (honestly reader, same.), welcome home lord scaramouche (the absolute level of bitchiness this man possesses...), glass half full with dazai (him taking advantage of another person's feelings? its more likely than you think!), character development with fyodor (how to gain his approval: read books together), suffrance with chrollo (seeing such a normally calm character snap will never not be satisfying to me), and act of contrition with chrollo (my hand twitched at the end with the physical NEED to slap this man)

✧ @bye-bye-sunbird ― big sis sunnie!!! sunnie is literally a ray of sunshine, she's so sweet and warm-hearted, she always makes me feel so happy when i chat with her! i swear her smile can melt ice and make flowers bloom!

personal picks : necessity with scaramouche (this absolute menace, i hope a bird poops on his precious hat) , yandere diluc soulmate au (diluc refusing to lose the few things that bring him joy, no matter what the cost is, is so delicious) , waltzing with the harbingers (note to self: do not step on their toes) , blaphemous with pantalone (the gods do not exist here in these snowy lands, but don't fret, for pantalone exists in their stead) , and forced marriage with diluc (fuck there's something so sexy about diluc when he snaps...)

✧ @cinnamonest ― lena is a dark content creater / momcon enthusiast / CEO of feral razor / raging kurapikasexual that never misses with her works (did i mention she's got a great sense of humor paired with a big brain?) i love her mei mei series and hope to use her profile template in the future!

personal picks : dad kaeya with his daughter (love all of this series tbh) , the genshin boys' reactions to being slapped in the face (her rankings are always spot on) , genshin boys' dick headcanons (all i can say is yes, this is permanently engraved in my brain) , genshin boys' choice of womb tattoos (sex magic go brr) , dad diluc with his daughter (he'd be such an insistent and possessive father for sure) , moribund with childe (i wonder how many people he'd kill in one go while coming after you. surely he can't go after too many... right? right???) , and crepus with his daughter (thank you lena for always indulging my depraved thoughts!)

honestly everything from her is just so good!

✧ @ddarker-dreams ― lock's mastery of the english language is always a sight to behold! she seamlessly connects minute details from the original work (anime / manga / show / etc. ) or even from some of her own works into her writings, sometimes with no one noticing! scarlet bindings with diluc has a few different references (most of which are obvious) ! she's also a giant sweetheart who i absolutely adore bouncing off ideas with, and wrote cold to the touch with kaeya for me!

personal picks : tempting fate with scaramouche (lil sadistic gremlin will get what's coming for him... eventually) , "your body won't lie to me" with chrollo (he's such a bastard here, i love it) , yandere tartaglia with a fatui recruit darling headcanons (the chilling realization that reader is stuck with him as a superior...) , break a leg with gojo (his insufferableness bleeds through the words here) , the snowstorm with childe (imagining the bloodthirsty look in his eyes as he's coming after reader is just hngh...) , entanglement with kafka (she really is both the unstoppable force and the unmovable object) , smoking gun with johan (the realization johan has after speaking to reader is so good... i could feel the heaviness in the air) , loaded question with arlecchino (i always did believe that she's the type to play with her lover in more way than one...) , aftertaste with kaeya and diluc (never a good time with both of them, that's for sure) , in your eyes with izaya (gaining his attention never ends well, does it?) , exodus with chrollo (ngl, chrollo you're looking real smackable right now) , entrenched with kaeya (the audacity of this man never ceases to astound me) , comfortably numb with chrollo (what is numbness if not acceptance? what is ideation if not desire?) , quid pro quo with chrollo (going to be completely honest this piece lives in my mind rent-free) , and hell within reach (this series has such a special place in my heart, i love lady avalor sm)

not gonna lie, you could probably read any of her works and leave full and happy (or binge them all for a good time!)

(fun fact: lock was the first person i followed, and is one of my biggest inspirations for writing, which is why i like to call her the goddess of yanderes, suspense, and horror)

✧ @dear-yandere ― vanny (or as i like to call her, the yandere queen or queen of yanderes) is another one of the great yandere writers of tumblr! she's also the owner of a big heart (honestly i think she possesses enough love to fill a few blue whale hearts) and is such a compassionate person, whose writing (and artwork) is top tier!

personal picks : diluc's crush dating kaeya (a jealous yandere diluc is always a good pick! ) , acquiescence with pierro (oh yeah, love this old man so much) , little dove with columbina (she's so hauntingly beautiful and also frighteningly eerie) , vladimir (league of legends) at a bar with his darling (can i bite him back? please???) , shuu sakamaki being slightly tsundere + mean (he says he's not looking out for a walking blood bag, he's just upholding his father's rule (like he ever cared about it in the first place)), hisoka being his usual perverted + creepy self (ugh he's so hot like that though) , mafia boss dazai osamu drugging his darling (mafia dazai just hits different) , memento mori (chillingly ironic since it's starring mori ougai) , and little lover (shared harbinger darling) , honestly another writer where you just can't go wrong with any of her works

✧ @hypnoswrites ― their way of crafting stories is like a master painter. each line is a brushstroke and every word brings a new color to the piece. by the time i've reached the last sentence, my jaw is on the floor, my eyes are wide, and i have to take a moment to compose myself (in a good way!) after reading.

personal picks : nightly visit with astarion (fuck he's insufferable like this and im all for it) , quality time with shalnark (the only words i have is oh fuck, he's so manipulative with a soulmate) , heard through the grapevine with shalnark (all i can say is holy shit. i love reader's nen in this and the pacing is exquisite!) , spider cave with chrollo (the utter despair of knowing that everything you did was for naught is such a bitter taste and i gulp it down like the sweetest honey) , to prove oneself with hisoka (fuck yeah reader get his ass!) , and dissonance with demiurge (anti-magic runes? engraved in the walls. hidden listening device? secretly planted. hotel? nazarick.)

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abyislan08 · 2 years

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Traversing Teyvat

Chapter 3: Part 2: An Ice Peacock’s Tears

Synopsis: The Cryo vision holder has a chat with you. The events that unfold are not as expected

Authors note: Ayo, I just had to finish the last part today. The rest were ready along with the part 1. Enjoy my lovelies.

Warning: Not proofread.

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Masterlist

The Knights were pretty well funded inspite of it being an organisation that doesn’t tax people for its services. The hall’s were grand and the rooms were luxurious. The cavalry captain’s office was no exception. The light streamed in through the huge windows. The curtains were partially closed and the walls were decked with maps scribbles and documents. All in a chaotic manner. Kaeya motioned you to take a seat, smiling in a way that you recognised to be his mask. A few moments ago you he was smiling with amusement, but now it was the same smile, the aura was different. A buzzing sound plagued your ears as you sat down. Was it your emotions or was it the fact that your heart was beating in your throat? Whatever it was, the sound wasn’t helping with the situation at all.

You shuffled towards a familiar chair, the one that you repeatedly created in your serenitea pot, all because you wanted to recreate his office.

Confusion and a numbing sense of shock flowed through Kaeya’s mind. Years had he practiced putting on his mask and yet this sense of foreboding shook him and he could barely conceal his emotions. This familiar face he had seen along with a blond headed traveller, The eyes that had kept on watching over him, the voice that seemed to follow him every time. The entity that he thought was imaginary was now in front of him and all he could do was pretend it wasn’t real. It worked once and it work once again. Right? He rested his arm on his chair while he stood looking at the person sitting awkwardly and refusing to look at him, only archons know why.

“ So, About the horse. Since you were very headstrong on getting him to join my cavalry. I might as well get to know him better. Give me a few more details about this future horse of favonious.” Kaeya gestured, “A cavalry captain has the right to know at least that much doesn’t he?”

“His name is Rugby, Brown and has an affinity for….Philanemo Mushrooms.” Of course you couldn’t tell that Rugby who was actually your dog loved dog biscuits. That wouldn’t be realistic. You hadn’t planned anything after meeting Kaeya. So you had to wing it.

“Philanemo Mushrooms?”

“ Yes, cooked in patties, like how Timmie’s mom prepares it. You should try it once. No wonder why Rugby loves it.” You blinked like as-a-matter-of-factly.

Kaeya didn’t budge, his face was hard to read.

He hummed, “ How long have you been in Mondstadt? You seem to know everyone here. Well, better than me I suppose.”

“ It’s been over an year or so, sir. I don’t think this has got anything to do with Rugby I guess.” You said, trying to wheel him away from finding out that you were here for only three days.

“ Yes indeed, but the knights have to verify your background. You could always be a fraud if we aren’t too careful. Lately suspicious people have been popping up in Mondstadt.” Kaeya stared. Scanning you with his starry eye. “You are a part of the adventurer’s guild aren’t you?”

“ What gave it away? I have been a member for an year and half.” You smiled. Of course that didn’t mean your palms weren’t sweaty and you just wanted this nerve wracking interrogation to end.

Kaeya shrugged, “The boldness. How Bold can a commoner be to actually waltz up to the illustrious cavalry captain with a blatant lie and still believe that the captain actually bought it. Only someone who has ventured into the crevices of adventure can have the audacity. Am I wrong?”

Shit. But yet once again you weren’t surprised, You didn’t main him for over 2 years for nothing. This was expected. You had to play it off cool.

You raised your arms in retreat, “ Welp, you got me. As expected of our beloved Captain.” You smiled, “Now then, Please ask away whatever questions you have, Of course a maiden would want to meet the captain to bask in his glory, and the very maiden will have her own ways.”

Kaeya chuckled, It felt slightly off. It wasn’t his usual suave laugh, It sounded forced.

“Guess you have adventured a lot in the past, would you mind enlightening me with your past.”, Kaeya gestured, “I am quite intrigued for I haven’t heard of a ridiculous name such as Rugby. As far as I know, No nation has such ridiculous names.”

“Uhmm. I’d rather not. It’s a long story and will take up your time.”

“Oh~ But you wanted to spend time with me, did you not? Please go ahead.”

“I do not remember where I come from, But I have visited a few places so far.” You had to give him something or else he might sniff you out. You could narrate your commissions in Inazuma. It might make it sound like you came from Inazuma. That sounded right.

“Oh a child from the land of Electro? Pretty rare in these parts of Mondstadt if you ask me.” Kaeya said in a robotic voice. He didn’t seem to be buying it.

“ That is quite the reason why I chose to come to the city of freedom. The shogunate wasn’t my cup of tea.”

He raised his eyebrow. And smiled, he seemed to agree now. “Yes indeed, The Raiden Shogun seemed to put up quite a fight, getting struck by lightning repeatedly isn’t fun in the long run.”

“ Urghh You tell me.”

“ How’s the traveller?”

“ Going to Sumeru. Going to save another nation now.”

He paused. The room grew colder. Strike.

Realisation dawned. You gave away the fact that you fought the shogun. Wait. How did he know that?

Hold up. Are all the vision bearers self aware?

How come Sara didn’t know you? Is it because she was NPC. What about Katheryne? Why isn’t anything making sense? How far does the self awareness extend to?

Your skin had gone cold. Your heart was hammering and you could barely feel your fingers. A ringing pain in your ears, you couldn’t even hear anything clearly. The world started spinning. What is happening?

“Y/N”,

You stared at your feet. No response.

“ The one who controls us. How did you end up here?” His voice was grave. It was almost close to a hiss.

You remained a statue. The shock seemed to numb you entirely. All you could do was zone out.

“ All my life, I thought that you were a hallucination. A voice that seemed to laugh at me and jeer at the choices I made. At first it felt comforting.” He spoke.

“But, whenever the voice popped up I felt my arms move at my own accord. It was as if I was a puppet.”

Puppet. You heard that loud and clear.

“ Mona Megistus once did tell that we were the pawns of fate and we are played by destiny.I laughed it off. But we both knew that what she said was true. She managed to maintain a straight face, Kudos to the all knowing I presume.”

You looked at him. You never knew the reality. His eye seemed to darken. He looked like a kid, who was told Santa wasn’t real. But here It was his reaction to you being real.

Sorry. I am sorry. That word seemed to be written all over your face.

“ Your presence was comforting indeed. In the darkest of times when no soul seemed to even care glance my-our way, I heard your voice. Crying. Sobbing at my fate.” He continued, “ Maybe you were crying at my fate or you were crying for me. Either ways it confirmed that our fate wasn’t exactly in your hands. But we were.”

That one rainy night, Bloody cold and helpless. As he limped towards a home which didn’t seem to exist at that time, when his whole world was spinning as he clutched the ice orb, he heard the voice for the first time. A weak choked voice whispering No. As if it was his mind screaming. Once he got himself somewhere safe he could hear the same voice comforting him or itself. But for some reason, he felt comfortable under its watch.

Guardian Angel I guess.

He looks at you, pale with shock. Guess you didn’t expect this side of story at all. He still wonders what your existence means. Who were you really?

Here you were losing your mind. You read the webtoon and plenty of fanfiction narrating the scene Ragbros angst, but never did you play an event that had the cutscene of that event. But then how did he hear you cry ridiculously when you were drunk and you had reached friendship level 10 with Kaeya and was reading his lore. Did that mean that you going through character stories meant you were at the moment in the story.

It didn’t make sense.

They were under your control. But you cant change their lives either. Other than stuffing them in a ridiculous teapot.

What now?

“Y/N, why are you here?” his voice was distant. He did not look at you.

“I..don’t”

“ My life was anything but free. Of course you know it. From my very birth till today, all I have ever lived is a life that someone else set up for me.” His voice grew louder, but more like a hiss, he seemed to be trembling.

“Just, when I thought it wasn’t half bad and I could actually live life like a dream things went out of control, only for me to get to know that it never was in my control.” Control.

He pushed his chair back. Slammed his fist on the table. Shivering with pure confusion and anger. His eyes watery, his breath heavy. His vision seemed to glow brighter by the moment and the air grew heavier.

“ Do you know how it feels…,” His eyes finally met yours.

The dark blue star dancing frantically, The scar beneath his eye patch pulsing rapidly, “ TO KNOW YOUR LIFE WAS PLAYED OUT FOR THE ENTERTAINMENT OF ONE INDIVIDUAL?”.

The air started frosting, snowflakes fell. Kaeya stared at you. Time froze.

Entertainment.

That was the sake of the development of a game. That was the sake of the creation of characters. But once you took the characters into your life, cherishing them they were given a life.

Now that you know this, what now? All you wanted to do was unlock teleport waypoints to travel around more smoothly.

It’s been more than a minute now. What’s up with Kaeya? The snowflakes didn’t move either.

Crackle.

The glowing vision, sparkled. It started glitching? The table started shifting, the hues started changing. The light pouring through the velvet curtains started changing. The clock started turning back to an hour. Kaeya started walking back to his chair, on his own accord. Glitching.

His eyes seemed to look at you in fright.

What’s happening to me? It screamed.

His mouth seemed to glitch. The room spun. Red and green pixels radiated from you, engulfing the entire room.

Silence. The room was set right. You swore you could here the same ding that you here whenever the game reconnects to the server.

Kaeya was in his place, smiling forcibly, birds chirped near the window. The sun poured in as usual. There was no frost, no snowflakes. The air seemed light.

You knew where to go now.

“ I’ll take care of it captain.” You whispered and walked up to him. Gave him a pat on his cheek and walked out of the door which was just opened by a confused Harry, who was just about to ask the captain why he wanted no one to enter his room. Only to see at a captain looking through his documents and no one else.

#genshin impact #genshin #genshin fanfic #sagau #genshin fanfiction #readerxgenshin #genshinfanfic #Traversing Teyvat #Ragbros #angst

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dutybcrne · 1 month

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Thinkings thinkings of Fatui!Kaeya have been reawakened in reviewing Arle's teasers/animations

#☆ ┆ ( .ooc. );#//Whether it's Dad!Pierro or not; I do love the idea of him being left in the care of the Fatui/House of Hearth #//Tho timelines considered; he prolly would be in Pierro's personal care while Arle goes through her Traumatic Matricide Experience #//Doubt the man would want to leave him out of his sight; Khaenri'ahn/Alberich ties considered #//Or maybe he was raised/trained to fight under Signora. Or even for Columbina (her namesake's ties to Pierro's; considered)#//Tho also do LOVE the idea of Kae and Taru growin up together in the Fatui ranks and being the disastrous + shy boi duo #//Tho Kae'd prolly have less to hide/fear with them when it comes to his heritage. The strictness he'd be raised with though...#//Eh; Taru could bring him out of his shell even still jdbgfkf. If anyone can; he deffo could. His little wintry sunshine #//So maybe he'd grow into his peacock self a little more naturally; even if perhaps still out of necessity/for ease of his missions #//Less of a facade to hide his grief/missing pieces tho; more like the way Taru is charming & goofy to lower people's guards #//Still has his little habit of testing people deffo is Much worse and much more sadistic when it comes down to it #//Particularly towards fellow Fatui who disrespect him or their comrades; or just someone he ends up disliking in general #//Does 'test' new comrades; but is more willing to step in & help them if need be. Wants UTMOST trust; determination & loyalty in his men #//So will only ever take those who push to complete the mission at all costs; even themselves/willingly ask him for help when they need it #//Dislikes those who run; & LOATHES cowards who abandon comrades to save themselves; he WILL deliberately make sure they don't make it back #//Still employs his intel gathering methods as normal verse; but has preying mantis tendencies when it comes down to it nbcfjgf #//ESP if they try to take advantage of/blackmail him in some way. Or worse; those who betray him. He is meticulous & VERY ruthless abt it #//His signature is decapitation & an unmelting (Abyssal energy-laced) ice shard through the heart; around which he'd carve a stylized one #//If those informants keep being useful to him; they are safe; and treated so lovingly by him; spoiled rotten with gifts & favors aplenty #//Once they lose their usefulness...well; regrettably he cannot leave any loose ends. These become frozen as statues for him to keep #//'Precious mementos of lovers & conspirators'; he'd call them. He'd keep them in his private home in Snezhnaya #v; glacialis pavonis (fatui!kaeya)#//If he had to have a Harbinger title/name (maybe bumped up for when Scara erases himself); he'd prolly be l'Innamorato #//Fitting of his methods (is also the remaining role of Commedia dell'arte lololol). He is saccharine sweet; pretty & deadly as a belladonn #//Deffo would have tango-based motifs rather than waltz; would favor frost-laced roses. Might even leave those with his victims too #//Can you tell I listened to Rondo Across Countless Kalpas as I wrote this up jhbfjgkfhf #hc; kaeya #//I mean yeah lol. I have so many more thinkings abt this verse aaAAAA #//Am torn if I want his to use a Cryo Delusion; or have him with Cryo Vision and an Anemo Delusion. Do like that for Cryo Swirls #//Then his rage/scorn could be likened to a Blizzard. Do like that image. Deffo favors his Abyssal powers more tho; maybe THAT'd be better

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dkniade · 10 months

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something something Raihan (Pokémon Sword/Shield) and Kaeya (Genshin Impact) being more similar than I thought and maybe I just have a type in fictional characters

Not only in visuals (top heavy, dark colours, fancy jacket/equivalent) but in personality too I guess

Except Raihan uses difficult weather conditions to his advantage in Pokémon battles and Kaeya nearly died in a rainstorm night twice so that’s one difference at least. Also Raihan is performative ‘cause he’s got this athlete/idol persona like all other Galarian gym leaders (gym battles are like live sport events in Galar), and Kaeya’s performative ‘cause he does intelligence and has trust issues from unresolved trauma.

…these two should get together and have a chat.

Kaeya’s got a Cryo Vision, and dragon-type Pokémon (Raihan’s speciality type in Pokémon battles) are weak to ice-types so who knows, can Kaeya take down all of Raihan’s Pokémon by himself…?

(I’ve never actually played the Pokémon games and have only read the wikis so it’s just my impression of Raihan)

Note: Kaeya gets anxious at rain in second section but Raihan calms him down

“Quite the arena you have here, Mr. Raihan.”

“Thanks! But that’s just the standard here in Galar.”

“Oh? Well, it’d be exciting to play here, I bet.”

“Play? Oh, no no no, you’ve misunderstood. We do Pokémon battles here.”

“Oh?”

“You bring your best Pokémon to fight against other trainers, see who wins, yeah?”

“…Like Onikabuto fights? In Inazuma, pitching bettles in battles against eachother is popular, I’ve heard.”

“Yeah, pretty much. Hey, is that a Poké Ball you’ve got there? Got an ice-type with you?”

“In fact, I am an ice-type.”

“Huh?”

—

(Goodra has used Rain Dance, and it’s now raining in the area. Kaeya’s Cryo attacks go out of control)

“Finally showing your true power, huh? Well, bring it on! …Hey— Hey, Kaeya, relax! We’re just training here; not trying to seriously hurt them!”

(trying to appear calm but actually anxious inside) “Quite a rainstorm you’ve got here, Leader Raihan. Heh, this is going to get interesting…”

“Goodra, come back!” (Throws out another Poké Ball onto the field) “Turtonator! Sunny Day!”

(The rain immediately clears up and the arena becomes sunny. Kaeya calms but maintains Glacial Waltz.)

“My, my, are you pitying me, Galar’s strongest gym leader?”

“Kaeya! Are you alright?”

(Kaeya ends Glacial Waltz with a smile) “Why wouldn’t I be? We’re simply training, that’s all. But why hold back, hm?”

“…Look, I know you’re not a trainer, and I don’t know what you’ve been through, but Pokémon perform the best when they’re enjoying the battle. If you’re driven by anxiety or blind rage while fighting, you can seriously hurt yourself.”

“Quite the philosophy you’ve got there. Do all Galarian gym leaders share this view?”

“It’s something all good trainers should know. I know Unova’s champion and dragon-type leader sees it this way.”

“Hmm.”

“So what happened just now?”

“My! How bold of you.”

By the way, (Unova’s Champion) Iris’ and Kokomi’s outfits both seem to be based off of the daughter of the Dragon King (龙王) in Buddhism (I believe?) who lives in an underwater palace (?). The loop of cloth is what distinguishes it but Kokomi’s outfit seems very much stylized with the cloth only noticeable in her Burst.

#Pokemon #Raihan #Kaeya #Genshin impact #death mention #dusk fan writing #fan fic #I guess #dialogue #dusk analysis #Kokomi #iris #pokemon iris #character analysis #?#analysis #Genshin analysis #pokemon analysis

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shouga-nai · 2 years

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@electric-ecclectic said:

“ why are you looking at me like that? ” (for Kaeya 😌❄️)

Question prompts

“Like what?” Feigning ignorance, Kaeya fiddled with the quill in his hand, maintaining the casual demeanor despite being caught taking a pause in his paperwork as his gaze shifted from dull paper and ink to Signe.

“—Apologies, I seem to have found myself thinking back on the very first time I laid eye on you... Had that exact look on your face back then, y’know.” So it wasn’t that he was slacking, or anything of the sort. Working in the library simply proved to be more... distracting than expected. Couldn’t be helped, particularly when the one assisting with half of said paperwork was sitting right across from him.

His smile grew before he added, “Those faint-but-definitely-there nose wrinkles while you’re concentrating? Adorable.”

#electric-ecclectic #you're on thin ice kaeya #tell him he's on thin ice sig #glacial waltz || kaeya

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mochiimiiki · 2 years

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| Pavo Ocellus |

[Kaeya x F!reader]

Summary: Your roles were dictated by society before you were even born into the city of freedom. But how can one call it the city of freedom of you aren’t free to decide your destiny?

Act one: Excellent blood- Forcing a prince to play princess was not exactly how you expected your day to go. Now you’re all grown up and here before you is that same fully fledged prince, but does he recognise you?

Act two: Never-Ending performance- A game of cat and mouse. Never quite getting along but when faced with peril will hearts with their own goals finally work alongside one another?

Act three: Dance of Frost- The winter seasonal Glacial Waltz, held in honour of the high prince. Will Kaeya be able to keep his hands to himself or will you be the one struggling?

Act four: Frozen kiss- A bitter fight that leads to a frozen escapade. Whatever could go wrong... less someone saw you?

Act five: Frostbiting Embrace- A frosty embrace of emotions. What secret affairs does the ice prince hide?

Act six: Glacial Whirlwind- One hurricane after the other but it all comes down to a simple choice; following duty or heart. Will society finally thaw their frozen hearts?

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Kaeya and Diluc Angst AU (platonic/brother lore) SUB SHIFT

It was a normal day in Mondstadt. The people are having fun, the shops are running, the bars are packed and the knights need not to be in alert because... everything sounded peaceful with the tune of the winds flute.

Kaeya was in the library, spending his time looking over the documents he needs to round up as ordered by Jean. He was bored but he didnt want to wave his sword today so he rather sit and read. It was all magical and euphoric and silent in Mondstadt until Kaeya was disturbed with a loud scream coming from Jean's office.

"KLEE?!" Kaeya rushed out of the library and headed to Jean's room.

"Jean? What's wrong? " Kaeya arrived in the room to see Jean, Lisa and other knights equipped with a horrified face.

There he learned about the current hostage taking of an abyss mage. Klee was taken custody by a lunatic mage who mangled with Klee's bomb and placed a destructive timer in the bomb; worst case was Klee was tied to the bomb.

Everyone was horrified by the event. The knights were all angered and baffled by the actions of the mage, yet they head out of the office just to be greeted by the hellish view of Klee on the foot of the anemo archon's statue surrounded by scorching fire. No one can explain how an abyss mage entered Mondstadt but their focus was on getting Klee out. The knights already took care of the Mage that they had just shaken for some instructions on how to put out the bomb.

Just as the Knights were able to reach the foot of the Anemo Archon Statue, Diluc came rushing in with a puzzled look. Jean greeted him and oriented him about the situation. They have discussed how hydro can put out the fire but the bomb has a root like system that when touch may detonate it.

"The bomb is sensitive. It would be hard to get Klee out." Kaeya whispered to himself.

The nights had been debating on what to do yet the Kid is not getting out any time soon. Kaeya, being concerned offered an idea.

" We can't set the fire off and detonate the bomb at the same time but, I'll try and get Klee out. "

" But? How? " Jean asked.

" I'll try and cover my skin with ice. That should do it. Even for a second I'll be able to get Klee—" he wasn't done yet but Diluc interrupted.

"I'll do it. " Everyone looked at him.

" This is not the time for showing off, brother. "

" I'm a pyro vision. Fire will barely harm me. I'll just need to get her out, right? I see no problem in doing such simple task. "

Kaeya frowned and faced Diluc with a serious face.

" You cannot just waltz in that fire and act like you're invincible. You need to do it in a very slow and careful manner in order to avoid the bomb detonating. You will burn Diluc. " Kaeya emphasizes.

Diluc gave Kaeya one look and proceeds to the fire like he heard nothing.

"NO. BASTARD YOU'LL BURN! " Kaeya run after him and tried to seize Diluc's hand and pull him away.

" Let go. " He said and yanked Kaeya's hand.

" Are you braindead? You might have that vision but it doesn't give you immunity! You'll get your body burn! " Kaeya explains.

"ENOUGH! Klee needs to get out. "

" Master Diluc, use your brain and step aside. Let me—"

Before Kaeya utter another word, Diluc entered the pits of flame. And in that moment, Kaeya's world seemed to slow down. He was mortified. He can't hear anything but his rapid heartbeat, and in a split second, a flaming phoenix carried Klee out of the fire. Klee was saved but where is Diluc?

Everyone was shocked and even before Kaeya can move, Diluc's sword slides in front of his foot. He raised his head in horror trying to search for a pair of red eyes and there, he found it. His body unconsciously moved but right before he can even call his name, he saw Diluc's soulless eyes smile. The sight of his skin shedding blood and getting burns cut Kaeya's thread of sanity.

In sycnh with Kaeya's footstep, the bomb detonated. Kaeya's heart stopped and his eyes went bright blue. He was blinded by his emotion and he had lost control of his vision. He had failed again.

He could not protect his brother. Kaeya screamed in frustration and along with his piercing cold voice, a blizzard engulfed Mondstadt and his body. The fire extinguished due to the powerful amount of snow and ice. Diluc was saved, but Kaeya was unable to know as his heart turned ice cold and his body turned into a monument as his pledge of a long lost friendship.

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CREDITS:

Images: Pinterest

Song: Wolves (Selena Gomez/Marshmello) cover by Jada Facer

Note: EVERYTHING I HAVE WRITTEN IS BASED ON MY CURRENT KNOWLEDGE OF KAEYA AND DILUC'S BROTHER LORE AS WELL AS MONDSTADT'S LORE. This story is not headcanon so if you think, I mistook some details, please do ignore it and recognize the fact that this is just for entertainment only.

Part 2 soon. ^^ Reblog, and Like. Also Do not repost. This story is my own idea if you steal it, I swore to fck you at 3 am in your house ^^

#genshin impact #genshin #kaeya #diluc #genshin fanfic #genshin au #AU #genshin lore #kaeluc #genshin cryo #genshin pyro

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