#.ic (kaeya)

[sleepy-waffle]

they give off that vibe that is bar to describe ✨

[inkkill]

[plushinfernalii]

froslass Kaeya

any other Pokémon I should draw genshin characters as?

[lynnythepynny]

watching the sunrise w/ genshin men <3

lineup includes : diluc, kaeya, zhongli, childe

 all fluff 🥰 || gn! reader ||

>diluc<

two cups of coffee sit on the outdoor table. the chairs on each side are positioned perfectly towards the east of Mond where you can see the distant city and the first gleaming orange rays of the sun peeking past sharp rooftops and rolling hillsides. looking back down to the table, you notice how the fresh steam rolls over the soft lip of your coffee cup, then lilts up into the air lazily to meet the early morning fog. one mixture is considerably darker than the other which lets you know who’s is who’s.

you take a seat, wrap your chilled fingers around your cup, and bring it close to your chest.

“good morning.” the groggy voice comes from beside you, slipper’s growing louder as he approaches.

“good morning 'luc.”

he is so beautiful in the mornings.

his hair falls freely over his shoulders and back. vermillion strands curl wildly around his ears and brush against his full lips. he hadn’t stopped to brush it all out, but his restless sleeping had resulted in cute little cowlicks here and there. his skin, not yet washed, is splotched red from the pressure of sleeping on his tummy, face pressed deep into those cushy pillows he just insisted upon you having. and his eyes, already heavily lidded and droopy, are barely open yet, causing them to seem darker than they truly are.

he glances across the table at you, a lazy yet loving smile pulling on his lips. as the sun rises over the horizon, it casts bright light against his face and his skin seems to glow. slowly, his bare hand slips across the wooden surface.

you reach out for him as well, balancing your mug on your thigh, and assure that your hands link together in the middle. once settled, diluc begins to rub a soft thumb across your knuckles.

“how did you sleep last night, my love?”

>kaeya<

a yawn breaks your lips apart, already closed eyes squeezing tighter. you feel the warm bedsheets fall away as your back arches off the mattress in a full body stretch, toes pointed and arms sprawling.

the stiffness finally dissipates and you sigh, flipping over onto the body next to you.

“ow…” the whine leaves his lips reluctantly as if he’s not quite ready to wake up yet. but by now the sky is jus beginning to brighten up. you can see the beginnings of a beautiful sunrise and kaeya would never forgive you if you let him sleep through it.

so you press a kiss to his nose. “kaeya~” you sing his name, “wake up love, the sun is rising.”

slowly his eyes blink open, one a startling deep blue, the other marred by a pale cataract. your thumb subconsciously runs across the scar under his wounded eye as you watch his body stir.

“good morning sweetheart.” he yawns, finally pushing himself up onto his elbows and rubbing his eyes open.

you roll off him, simply opting to sit up and lean gently against his shoulder as he settles.

there’s a bit of a drool stain on the corner of his lip and his hair stands up wildly. each wave is extremely voluminous, so much so that some strands stick straight up. you do your best to flatten them out for him, but it seems that until he’s bathed his hair wouldn’t be budging.

kaeya doesn’t seems to mind you tending to him though. as predicted his eyes are fixed on the beautiful sunrise outside the window.

the sun is jus beginning to peek over the windowsill, it’s bright rays painting a beautiful mirage of yellows, pinks, and blues all across the morning sky.

“isn’t it gorgeous?” he grins, snaking an arm around your waist and pulling you closer to his chest.

“absolutely.” you agree, though your eyes are stuck entirely on him.

>zhongli<

he arrives with the pristine tea set, carefully balancing it between his two hands so that not a drip spills. the set is from the previous century after all, and the fear that even the slightest tremor would crack the side of such an ornate piece is real for zhongli. ever so gently, he places the metal tray onto the balcony table.

once the tray is settled you reach out and rub your hand along his forearm, “beautifully done honey.”

“thank you,” he closes his eyes and smiles appreciatively before taking a polite step back and gesturing widely to the tray, “drink as much as you like, i can always make more.”

you raise the cup closest to you and hold it carefully in your hands. “these are so beautiful zhongli,” you breathe out his name, completely taken by the ‘glowing’ yellow design on the cup’s side, “are they from your past?” you ask hesitantly.

“yes, they’re quite important to me,” he smiles, “but i figured for someone as handsome as you, these would suit the occasion perfectly.”

“thank you.” you murmur, a wild blush rushing over your skin. zhongli chuckles beside you, nudging your foot with his.

“i believe the sunrise is beginning.”

sure enough the sun was truly jus beginning to wake. pale yellow rays begin to break up the fog that shrouds your homes balcony, giving you both a clear view to the street vendors as they set up shop for the day.

the light travels over the dips and cracks in the cobblestone streets, carressing the sides of each house as it travels. early risers begin to throw open their home shutters, fetching the previous days' laundry or watering their flower boxes.

you cast a glance over at your fiance, simply watching as a serene expression crosses his face. he's so incredibly beautiful to you, with an arched nose and full lips. his deep skin tone is complimented by the orange rays that finally touch his cheek, warming his appearance and giving him almost a godly glow. 

>childe<

“it’s cold!” you huff, rubbing your hands up and down your already bundled up arms. Childe laughs heartily beside you, his bright red nose and cheeks no doubt pulsating at the nippy winter air. you’d both been traveling for what felt like hours now across a barren wasteland of ice, miles away from childe’s home with now way to contact anyone. with each breath either of you take, the sting in your throat grows, no longer able to be pushed to the back of your mind. you know it’s nothing a good pot of tea can’t fix, but it’s bothering nonetheless, especially to a person from a warmer climate like yourself.

“it’ll be worth it honey, the fish here are huge!” he exclaims, throwing his arms out recklessly like he’s not carrying two fishing poles with insanely huge and decorative hooks attached to them, “they’re made for handling this frigid type of climate which makes a lot of people think their meat is tough but it’s really so good. it’s tender and if you season it just right like mom does it brings out the best flavor in them i swear. and there’s not a piece of them we don't use, my dad even sells tools he makes out of the bones.” 

no matter how cold it gets, you swear you could listen to childe ramble on about his home life for days. it’s the only time you really get to see his eyes light up, and a smile stretch across his face. those precious little cheeks of his grow red from happiness and his eyes crinkle at the corners. you love watching him get excited over something that’s not putting his life at risk. it’s refreshing. 

“oh! look,” childe reaches out for your hand and pulls you forward slightly, “the sun is coming up!” 

for a moment the both of you pause, watching the pale yellow slump of the sun rise above the vast horizon. the light layer of snow above the ice you stand on begins to sparkle, each flake suddenly shining like singular diamond. you glance to your side to see the shine reflecting in childes eyes, a small smile plastered to his face as he watches. “isn’t it pretty?” 

[ask-lupusfulguris]

To all the men... Different products for everything or 13-in-1 bottle?

"Different products? Who in their right mind uses a 13-in-1?"

"Well... I would've wished I had multiple products though with me hard at work managing my gang I exactly don't have the funds.. for that. 13-in-1's do the job just fine and you can't use that as an excuse to make fun of me! It's also efficient, perfect for a busy oni such as myself"

"Obviously I use multiple products, you're disgusting if you use 13-in-1"

"Different products. The human body is resilient, but that doesn’t mean one should willingly neglect it."

"I didn’t know people actually used those."

"13-in-1 for enhanced efficiency. However, the true value of this claim hinges entirely upon the nature and functionality of these 13 individual components. It is essential to consider whether they are genuinely compatible, working in concert without diminishing the efficacy of each constituent element or altering their intended effects."

"Product? .....Ah. I am a wolf. It mean, no need for human stuff like that. I wash hair with water. Water from river."

"As someone who spends most of his time traveling, using a 13-in-1 product is inefficient. Rather, I use a 24-in-1 product, which can be used to wash my hair, brush my teeth, and polish my weapon. However, when I am at home, I have the luxury of time and own several separately used products."

[crispyartisanzombie]

This image just makes me headcanon that they are in love and trying to be secret about it yet absolutely fail.

The people living in the city of Mondstadt have their suspicions but these two are too stubborn to admit it, eventually Rosaria noticed them heading alone somewhere so she's listening in to their conversation to see if people were right.

[mochiwasabii]

my fav ice man,,

I should draw kaeya more

[moonilit]

Caption Kaeya in this moment

[blindfoldcd]

@kitxkatrp (Kaeya) | continued from here!

From the moment he opens the window, she can smell the alcohol wafting off of him and, though rethinking her visit, she did come all this way and scale the building so... it doesn't hurt to ask. "Insomnia, mostly. As well as the lack of friends here, other than you."

She folds her arms on the sill, using it for leverage to hold herself up there more firmly than simply gripping the frame. Brilliant blue eyes shift to the side, a little sheepish for once though she tries to appear indifferent. "I was going to ask if you wanted to take a walk, but I can tell that might not be the best idea."

[vntys]

cg kaeya stimboard! (requested)

x x x / x o x / x x x

[luxthestrange]

G.I Incorrect Quotes#3 Babysitting

Kaeya*Watching over Diona and Paimon playing when he realized something*...Oh my archons...

-In the kitchen-

Kaeya*Coming in with a blank stare*Darling i just realized something...i had a bad childhood

Y/n*Taste tasting what their cooking and not even looking at him*Yeaaah i know

Kaeya:What you mean you know?

Y/n:Look at you!*spares him a knowing raised brow glance*

Kaeya:What you mean "Look at me?"...*looks down at self like a confused puppy*

Y/n: Look at how you stand*Motions all of him* People who had good childhoods dont stand like THAT

[zephyraes]

STIMBOARD - ROSARIA x KAEYA

[ x x x - x 🍷 x - x x x ] - [ requested by @jayelves ] > custom requests: daggers

hope this looks okay!! :D

[unrav3l]

theres something so captivating about motherfuckers missing an eye thats far beyond my comprehension

[glacialswordsman-a]

" i know exactly what i'm doing, actually " they snort , pressing a gentle kiss against his jaw, beginning to trail the kisses back and down towards his neck. " i'm worshipping my very smart, very beautiful partner who deserves to know how much i love him. " they rest their head against his shoulder for a moment, wrapping their arms around him to rest their hands against his stomach . " you're always the one taking care of me , so let me return the favour . " they press a kiss against his shoulder , over a familiar bite mark that had been left there ages ago at this point . one that they were both a little guilty yet proud of . then they turn to begin trailing kisses towards his neck , leaving little bites here and there .

" you're always taking care of everyone else , honestly . it's about time you take a break and allow someone to take care of you . though maybe you just need to be tired out so that silly brain of yours can relax for once , hm ? "

( :3c. sumeru time obvi but teehee! )

Snorting lightheartedly, Kaeya gave a fond smile as he felt the kiss to his jaw before Ajax’s lips began to move down his neck. “Uh-huh, I’m sure you do,” he quipped, a small laugh leaving him. It was clear that the Snezhnayan was up to something, and Kaeya was ever wary, even with his beloved—actually, especially with his beloved. Their antics always varied wildly, so he wasn’t quite sure what they were up to.

Though, as they explained what they were doing, the Mondstadtian tensed up a bit as his witty remarks died in his throat. He stood in place as the other rests against him and presses their hands to his stomach, sending a jolt of butterflies straight through it as he shuddered lightly. “—Ajax,” he finally exhaled wispily, but even then, nothing else came out afterwards.

His breath hitched as he felt their lips press against that long-healed bite mark before they trailed back to his neck, leaving little nips in their path. Kaeya felt his face and the tips of his ears absolutely burning up, his brows scrunching together upwardly as they continued to speak. As they continued to praise him, assure him—love him.

A lump had formed in his throat, but he quickly swallowed it down as his own hands shifted to place themselves atop the ones that remained against his stomach, a soft huff akin to laughter leaving him when his brain was called silly.

“Of course I’d take care of you, why wouldn’t I? As for everyone else, I’m merely doing my job, that’s—that’s all. There’s nothing else to it, liebling. This…” he trails off, shivering faintly again as he wet his lips, suddenly feeling as though his mouth had gone all too dry.

“This isn’t…necessary. There’s nothing for you to worship.”

He’d only be worshipping an effigy.

[holybananaoafshoe]

✨️Team Dynamics ✨️

Tired Cryo Dads 4/8

Wrio teaches Kaeya how to box and the whole time they’re just throwing witty comebacks that makes those around them: 1) impressed they can do that in the middle of a fight and 2) laugh their asses off

Wrio wins more than Kaeya likes to admit

Between the two, Kaeya is faster and more flexible than Wrio, so it takes a lot for Wrio to knock him down

Wrio is an absolute powerhouse, he’s a heavy hitter and light on his feet

It, ah, it’s definitely a motivator for Kaeya to not get hit by Wrio because his punches hurt like a bitch (even when he’s holding back a bit)

When they first started sparring, Kaeya couldn’t tell where and when Wrio was going to strike because his moves are very fluid

One minute they’ll be squaring off and next Kaeya is on the ground, pinned down by a grinning Wrio, who asks if he gives up

“I lasted 10 minutes this time, I think you’re losing your touch, Duke.”

“Perhaps I’m going too easy on you ;)”

*Proceeds to knock Kaeya down in record time*

I like to think that Wrio has excellent balance, whereas Kaeya gets knocked down quite a bit but is quick to get back up and readjust

The two fuckers use ice puns while going at it

Once Kaeya smirks and says “don’t get frostbite” before blasting Wrio with ice

(Think of his infused attack, but instead of a sword he uses his hands. He ducks from a punch, swiftly channels some cyro into his hands, and pushes Wrio back. Wrio is sent flying backwards. He manages to get his feet under himself and skids across the ground, kicking up dust where his feet and hands hit the ground.)

Wrio just gives him a feral grin: “not bad, Captain.”

He gets him back by infusing one of his punches with cyro and goes “don’t get too cold :)”

It’s through their spars that they begin calling each other “Captain” and “Duke” in an enduring way, kind of like a nickname

They have too much fun together

They drink together, but Kaeya is the only one actually drinking, Wrio will stick to tea, thanks

Wrio winds up being Kaeya’s DD whenever Kaeya goes too overboard

He has absolutely no idea who the fuck Diluc is but damn is their sibling relationship complicated, there’s a few times where he had to drag Kaeya back home while he drunkenly talked about Diluc

“Hot-head better be taking care of himself….not that he needs me to look after him, but he’s too careless for his own good.”

Kaeya does get Wrio tipsy, who’s just a happy drunk

They find he’s more of a whiskey and coffee guy

[frostgnawd]

✧ keep: an important part of your personality that others seldom see, that remains a vital part of who you are even if nobody knows it's there.

When he is 9,

The eyes of the governess stare down upon him as he's called to read aloud. His words don't trip over each other the way they had when he'd first arrived, tongue clumsy with the weight of a language he'd grasped odds and ends and no centers of, but they do stumble, stutter, cut off, when he meets her gaze. It's the weight of those eyes upon him that he is still not used to -- eyes free of the unique cross he will forever bear.

When he is 14,

Jean and Diluc take to presenting drills with practiced ease, as was part of the routine of the fearless Ordo Favonius, and while Kaeya had thought he'd have fully caught up to their bravado by now -- to put it simply, he hasn't. Today, again, his hand trembles as it grasps the hilt of his sword, and he nearly drops it when he swings, but at least he's started to learn to play off the laughter that inevitably comes his way. Work in progress, he tells himself. He promises the two dearest to him that he's just trying to ensure he'll never have to play leader -- I'm perfect otherwise, aren't I? -- and offers a jab about how he's certainly seen Diluc drop his claymore before to divert the subject.

When he is 17,

He stares at the church's entryway for a beat, then another, before sighing to himself and ultimately departing in favor of the Ordo Favonius barracks. There's a first aid kit there, though there's not a healer, but he's gleaned enough knowledge from the treatments he's received previously to know what he ought to do for the fresh burn that still sears the side of his face. Nobody's seen it just yet, thank gods, and he intends to keep it that way, ascot wadded up and pressed firmly to ensure the rain doesn't soak the injury. It might feel nice, but Kaeya doesn't want to know what kind of infections would come from the wrathful sky above. He makes sure to keep his head down in the hallways, and mentally works out what he'll explain to whatever captain he'll surely be shoved towards in the morning.

When he is 22,

He adjusts the garments carefully, gingerly, feeling both at home and foreign entirely in the ensemble he's been provided. Idyia calls him from her place on the stage, and Kaeya meanders out from the fitting room obediently to present his new ensemble. When so many eyes land on him, he can't help but fidget with the dressing, shifting side to side in a motion that almost looks nervous.

It seems, even after all these years, he's still terribly shy.