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#kaeya <3
zorosdimples · 9 months
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totally normal thinking about men who tie their long hair up before going down on you
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angelprinz · 1 year
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i really wanna date kaeya who keeps you around as a fucktoy n cumdump. slaps you silly on the cheek and ass as he’s fucking you. brushes his cock against your asshole and spanks you when you protest that it’s the wrong hole. “shut up and take what i give you.”
kaeya likes it when you’re clinging onto his arm as he rocks his hips into yours and smirks at your wet teary eyes. makes it feel like you’re his beloved when he really thinks of you as a cock needy partner.
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idyllic-affections · 8 months
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i looked at a few fanarts and........hhhhghh kaeya AHSHDH
older brother kaeya teaching his sibling swordfighting techniques or something.............. :3
SO REAL KAEYA IS SUCH BIG BROTHER MATERIAL. DOESN'T HE DO THAT IN CANON WITH BENNETT? OR AM I CONFUSING FANON AND CANON..... IDK BUT HE SO WOULD!!!!!!!
he would spar with them too and i think he would actually be quite hard on them because he wants to really make sure they can protect themselves....... but then he treats them to something nice after to make up for it!!!!!
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lavenderjiang · 1 year
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kaeya's fake name being albert rich is so funny, albert rich... alberich.. king of puns i love him
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cantalouupe · 2 years
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when i’m reading a fic and kaeya comes in as a side character :))) makes me so happy
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bgyuus · 2 years
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i love seeing how there's people out there who still read my works eventho i haven't written anything for the past months 😭😭🥹
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rissaito · 6 months
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“don’t cry, my child”
i was thinking about how venti canonically refers to the people of mondstadt as his “children” and how kaeya is included in that… then the brainrot took over and then i thought, what if when kaeya was a little kid and he felt lonely sometimes, venti would decide to shapeshift back into his little wind sprite form to comfort him…
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the-massive-simp · 1 year
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gignatic bf using tiny gf as a fleshlight? streching her inside wide open.
omg this idea is so good, thank you anon for sharing this! I hope you like this♡
warnings: nsfw. no pronouns or anatomy mentioned for reader.
♡requests open♡
He lowers you on his fat cock, his muscular arms holding your waist because he knows you won't have the strength to bounce on his dick on your own. He's so thick that you feel split in two, stretched to your limit, but it feels too good to tell him to stop. He slowly increases the pace, moving you faster on his dick, using you as his special fleshlight. You moan shamelessly, too lost in the moment to think about anything that isn't him or his dick or the immense amount of pleasure he's giving you. He moves one of his hands on your abdomen, rubbing it slightly.
"Look at it love, I'm so deep inside of you. Can you feel me filling you up completely?"
He presses the hand on the bulge that his enormous dick is creating in you. It feels so good that the knot that was growing in your belly snaps and you come undone on his cock.
"Aw my pretty baby is already cumming? You're so good for me darling, so good"
He then lifts you off his cock almost completely and then he slams you back down. You feel him twitching, and you know he's getting closer to his orgasm. He repeats the movements again and again, making you cry out his name from the oversimulation. He shushes you and he keeps fucking you, murmuring sweet praises in your ear. You feel him twitch before he shoots thick ropes of cum in you. He keeps you still on his cock while he empties his balls in you, kissing your neck and pinching your nipples.
"My sweet baby you did so good... but we're not done yet"
He flips you over, his big, strong body engulfing your smaller one. He leans down to kiss you passionately before bringing your legs over his shoulders. He starts to pound in your hole, the strength of his thrusts making you cling to his back, slightly scratching him with your nails. You know it's gonna be a long night.
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leeryder · 9 months
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lo-cinno · 2 years
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Welcome to November where I sit and anticipate the end of the month for nothing else but Kae’s bday bc yes.
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worldstarz · 3 months
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genshin men voicelines about you
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
pairing: gn!reader x kaeya / diluc / thoma / ayato / tartaglia / ayato / albedo / itto / kazuha (separate)
a/n: xiao bonus at the end! could not think of anything that wouldn’t feel contradictory to his other voicelines, but maybe i’ll make a part 2 with some other men i missed + eventually with the girls. sorry for anything ooc bc i haven’t played genshin in over a year 😛
cw: blood mention, itto is a loser
•❅──────✧❅✦❅✧──────❅•
KAEYA
Oh, [name]? They’re many things, certainly. Dependable, attentive, easy on the eyes - ah, but I can't say too much. Is it so bad I want to keep something precious for myself?
DILUC
You’re asking about [name]? Why is that? …you’re curious about our relationship? I thought I made it obvious that they’re my partner—not for business, but romantically. I like to keep my personal life, well, personal, so forgive me for not divulging too much information.
THOMA
I was actually about to go see them right now! It’s hard for me to get some free time, but whenever I do, there’s nothing better than spending it with [name]! No matter how tired I am, I always feel recharged right away when they’re around, and then I can work even harder!
TARTAGLIA
Do you think [name] would like this necklace? Or maybe this bracelet? How about both? Maybe I should get these in different colors, too. Wait, I think I have enough mora on me to buy the entire stand—what? Why are you giving me that look?
AYATO
A day polluted by meetings with people I do not have the energy to care for, futile attempts at gaining power from my opponents, endless bartering… my, I hate to spoil the mood, but I do need a refresher. Pardon me as I send a servant to fetch my beloved [name] for me. I won’t be long. Once I see their face, we may go back to our discussion.
ALBEDO
[name]? Yes, they’re my partner. …Why do you look so surprised? I know I have said maintaining relationships is difficult, but they are very patient and willing to meet me halfway. I also cannot deny my attraction to them. It doesn’t affect my research whatsoever. Rather, their affections motivate me to research something new everyday for conversations with them. …Perhaps I am also meeting them halfway.
ITTO
What? You surprised a stone cold gang leader like me can score a hottie like [name]? Make this a lesson to never doubt Arataki “numero uno novio” Itto! Well, uh, I gotta admit, they are kinda outta my league… H-Hold on, why do you wanna know so much? You trying to find my weak spots or something? No… you couldn’t possibly… be trying to steal them from me?! Oho, you’re messing with the wrong gu- wait, get those beans away from me!!!!
KAZUHA
If I were to pick between losing my voice or losing [name], may the earth be granted my silence. If I must bleed out for thousands of years for even the slightest chance to lay beside them, may the blade of the sword be sharp. If granting them an eternal life of tranquility and happiness meant sacrificing my own life, my dying breath will be their name.
bonus:
XIAO
*…he blushed and teleported away.*
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zorosdimples · 8 months
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cw: alcohol and implied intoxication. slight abuse of power. based on this thought about kaeya, diluc, and servant!reader
as the sun sets, the sky a swirling blaze of pinks and oranges, kaeya departs from the ragnvindr estate.
“well, i’m full and content,” the calvary captain states with an exaggerated stretch, patting his lean stomach. he shakes your master’s hand before turning to you, chilly fingers brushing your wrist before caressing your palm.
“not just from the food,” he adds. he bends down to press a lingering kiss to your hand. his eye—an ice-capped wave of silvery blue—scans you hotly.
the smile that curls the corners of your soft lips is supposed to be a secret, but it illuminates your face. you spend the rest of the evening cleaning and tidying with a gentle hum; you aren’t even aware of how pleased you are.
but master diluc is.
before you return to the servant’s quarters for the night, you are called to diluc’s chambers. your stomach is in knots as you ascend the staircase and walk to his suite. rapping softly on his door, your mind flutters with concerns. but your train of thought is cut short when you hear the unmistakable baritone of diluc’s voice: “come in.”
when you open the door, you freeze. diluc lounges in an armchair with a glass of dandelion wine in hand, legs spread wide apart, dressed in simple breeches and a black shirt—completely unbuttoned. his fiery mane engulfs his back.
diluc breaks the tense quiet. “i called you up because i need assistance,” he explains. his words flow easily, a bit blurry around the edges—much like the claret liquid that sloshes around his glass. he inclines his head toward the wooden table beside him, a hair comb the only object on the surface. “comb my hair, please,” he murmurs.
you blink a few times. your master’s irises are muddy, hot crimson shrouded in smoke—it’s an emotion you are scared to put a name to. you bow your head and clear your throat. “of course, sir.”
the air is stifling as you sweep back his tresses. you start at his hairline, fingertips burning his skin, nails scratching at his scalp. a heady sigh leaves diluc’s chest and fills the silence, stoking the flames that lick at your belly. your hand trembles as you begin to detangle his locks with the comb, exceedingly gentle in your strokes.
you can’t see the triumphant smile that rests on your master’s lips.
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dailykaeyas · 4 months
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There's only so much I can do before I feel like I'm going insane
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osaemu · 1 year
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men who just love when you act like a brat — it gives them an excuse to put you in your place. he pushes you against the wall, and one hand pins your wrists above your head while the other slips beneath your panties and brushes against your already-wet pussy. "you wanted this, didn't you?" he mutters, slipping two fingers inside and grinning when they slide in easily. "already so wet f'me, you fucking whore." and then he spends the next thirty minutes edging you until you cry, cooing false promises that this is the last time and that he'll let you cum soon if you keep looking this pretty for him. spoiler alert, he doesn't let you cum the whole night.
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gojo, toji, NANAMI, dazai, CHUUYA, fyodor (?), kaeya, CHILDE, levi, EREN, AIZAWA, and any of ur favs <3
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torgawl · 5 months
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sometimes i think about how crepus probably wasn't father of the year and i go a little insane. the way he pushed diluc into becoming a knight of favonious at such a young age; diluc receiving his vision so early in his life; how he saw his accomplishments as both his and his father's; crepus planning to gift or getting a delusion for his son despite his vision; and, the way diluc's namecard references him as crepus' creation, which is such an impersonal and cold way to put being someone's son. not only that but, again, referencing his strenght specifically. i'm not saying crepus was a bad father, diluc loved him dearly, but the projection he did of his own dream onto diluc's life and the efforts he went through to make sure diluc was "strong enough" doesn't appear to have been the healthiest thing.
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we obviously have little to no information about diluc's relationship with his dad outside of a few mentions here and there but from his character story it just seems that even the praise crepus gave diluc was always because he did well in, somehow, living his father's dream and not necessarily because of who diluc was. it's a little bittersweet.
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yaekiss · 7 months
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since your normal requests are still open (^ω^) i absolutely NEED to go next door to my darling kaeya!!! he can’t just be so devoted and adoringly obsessive without being rewarded! after that little show of a picture he sent, can’t quite be satisfied until i ravage him the way we know he wants </3
𝑹𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅
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꩜ Room Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Kaeya, no gendered terms for reader, Kaeya calls you "my heart", unhealthy and obsessive relationship from Kaeya, unhealthy attachment from reader, stalking (from Kaeya), mentions of biting and marking (Kaeya receiving), handjob (Kaeya receiving), lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ A/N: This is a (long overdue) sequel to this love letter from a previous event (now closed!) Sigh I really meant to finish this a lot earlier, first it was supposed to be your birthday present then when that date passed by, a v-day gift of sorts,,,,, But it's here now!! Hope it's kind of what you were looking to read @pulpbeing !
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The whole walk over to the next room, regardless of how short it was, you were barely cognizant. It was hard to be, when mere minutes ago, it was revealed to you that your lover was some sort of obsessive stalker. (Yet, why does your heart still hammer so hard in your chest?)
Each step draws you closer and closer to Kaeya, and before you even register it, you’ve reached the door to his room. It's the very last one in the hallway. The room opposite his is vacant.
Your blood thrums under the skin of your fingers as you reach out to the smooth cold handle on the door, as if the mere act of crossing that threshold could shatter everything at once.
And to your surprise, the door swings open without any resistance.
The second your foot pads onto the carpet of his room and the door locks behind you, the atmosphere turns electric as a singular starry eye bores into you from where Kaeya is lounging on the bed.
And there he is. Draped in the same lacy white lingerie in the scandalous photograph he sent to you. As if the sight in the picture wasn’t stunning enough already, the sight of your lover before you outright steals the breath from your lungs. 
Adorned in naught by the gauzy fabric, you drag your gaze down from his face, to the crimson-stained trail left from that trickle of wine from his lips. The sheerness of the lingerie leaves nothing to the imagination with the way it snugly hugs his figure. The curve of his chest, his slender yet toned physique, stark white garter belt against the flesh of his thighs.
It's all ridiculously tantalising to you. And he knows it.
“No need to just stand by my door, my heart. You can do more than just gawk at me, you know?” Kaeya all but purrs out to you from where he’s seated, his one eye squinting as he grins.
Somehow, your body has already betrayed your warring thoughts within because when you next blink, you’ve crossed over to the bed, the mattress dipping as you take your seat beside him. His grin grows more blinding at this and he squeezes in closer to you, until your thighs are touching. 
“So the cat’s out of the bag, and now you know I’ve been tailing after you in Fontaine like some lovesick dog off a leash,” he sighs noncommittally, as if he didn’t just admit to stalking you.
He fixes you with a gaze, “How exactly does it make you feel?”
“Is it fear?”
The silence grows when you don’t respond, as if you know in a deep twisted part of your mind, that despite this, Kaeya would never harm a single hair on your head.
“Or is it desire?”
And it’s at this, that your heart thumps. 
The kiss is messy, more tongue and spit than anything else but you can’t be bothered when you’re busy removing the lingerie still on him. He melts into you as your hands wind around his frame, unravelling and undressing him from the flimsy layers of white lace that dare to separate him from you. When you watch the pure white tumble from him, perhaps he’s not the only one whose desires drive them wild.
A breathy moan leaves him as you leave bite mark after bite mark across the expanse of his neck. The feeling of your teeth pressed against his skin, the pressure and force behind it threatening to break past the surface. You’re kind enough to grant him one last hickey prior to pulling back and briefly admiring your handiwork.
Hands trailing down his side, you graze your fingertips over his hips before you settle a palm against his length. Just before he can roll himself up to rut against your hand, your other hand grips the side of his hip, stilling him as a protesting noise slips past his lips.
“You’ll move when I say you can. You can do that for me, yes?” 
Docile, he nods and simply watches on as your hand wraps itself around him. You can tell by the way he’s fisting the bedsheets that he’s holding himself back, resisting the urge to fuck into your hand. Aided by the precum drooling from his tip, you glide your hand slowly up and down, marvelling at the way his breath hitches and eyes screw shut whenever you twist your grip exactly where you know he likes it.
It doesn’t take long before you can tell he’s reaching his limit. His breathing grows clipped and ragged and his groans and whines become increasingly needy. Every time his hips jerk involuntarily, your hand stills, prompting him to plead pitifully for you to continue. He makes quite the sorry sight before you, and your heart twinges with the need to watch him come undone.
Deciding you’ve toyed with him enough for now, you lean in, whispering, “Go on, let me see how you reward yourself.”
His pulse jackrabbits as you lave your tongue along his jugular, panting out broken “thank you”s at your generosity while he frantically chases his release, rutting into your hand. A quick twist and he’s spilling over, crumpling in on himself as he moans unabashedly at the pleasure you’ve shown to him. He has his chin hooking over your shoulder and arms wrapping around you, pulling you into a tight hug whilst riding out his high, his chest heaving as he catches his breath.
Suddenly, your world tilts when Kaeya pulls you down onto the bed, you lie atop him, trapped in his embrace.
And coy as he is, he slithers next to your ear and whispers breathlessly, “It’s alright, you can have your way with me,” you can feel his heart pound from beneath you, your pulse matching his.
“There’s no one next door anyways.”
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