#GI diluc

[woundedoves]

General Relationship & Sex Headcanons pt.1 with Neuvillette, Diluc, Wanderer (including Kunikuzushi) x Bottom GN!Reader

a/n: awawa kuni my love

CW: i really cant think of any, reader is a switch for one paragraph on Neuvillette’s part, not proofread!

Neuvillette:

ᥫ᭡ Really sweet, not romantic in the traditional sense, but he’s trying his best. He always makes sure to bring flowers and desserts when he comes back to your shared home. He kisses you on the forehead when he comes back from a long day of just reading papers and signing contracts, dealing with the court and overall the people of Fontaine.

ᥫ᭡ Likes cuddling with you, it’s actually pretty good because his body is always cold, so when it’s winter you’re the heat source. And when it’s summer, he’s like a pack of ice that soothes you when he cradles you in his arms. He loves being the big spoon, just having you in his arms and your head on his chest as he listens to your steady breathing. When you’re the big spoon, you just wrap your whole body around this 7’5 man, trapping him with your legs and arms as he smiles softly and sinks into your embrace.

ᥫ᭡ The cutest dates, the melusines bake the sweetest desserts and cook the tastiest menus for you two, it’s always in such gorgeous places with breathtaking views. He always goes all out in your dates because it’s such a rare occasion due to his responsibilities.

ᥫ᭡ Unsurprisingly, very gentle when having sex. Consent checks, soothing massages on your thighs and ass as he thrusts his cock in and out of your hole, twitching inside you when you moan his name.

ᥫ᭡ His favorite sex position is missionary, adores your facial expressions as you feel him drive his cock even deeper; slamming his hips against your ass as his ears twitch slightly with each gasp you let out, his hips stuttering when you tighten around his dick.

ᥫ᭡ A real whiny bottom, you love having him in the doggy position. The tip of your cock/strap hitting his prostate as he moans your name, his claws digging into the mattress as he feels his dick throb with an incoming orgasm.

ᥫ᭡ He prefers to sit as you suck him off, looking up at him with your mesmerizing eyes as he feels the tip of his cock hit the back of your throat. Whines as he takes your head in his hands, pushes you down onto his pelvis as he ejaculates down your throat, the choking sounds making his thighs shake as he breathlessly whimpers apologies.

ᥫ᭡ Cuddle fuck sessions almost every week, loves just having his arms around you as he fucks you with a slow and sensual pace. All while making out as he feels his body against yours, so warm and comforting as he sinks into your warmth.

ᥫ᭡ Has the best aftercare, cleans you up with warm towels or showers with you, gives you water and food if you’re feeling peckish, peppering your face with gentle slow kisses as you slowly fall asleep in his arms.

Diluc

ᥫ᭡ Tries his best to be the best partner he can be, always checking in on you, making sure you take your meds, eat three meals a day and don’t overexert yourself. Not the best with romantic gestures or intimate touches but has improved at receiving and giving ever since the start of your relationship.

ᥫ᭡ Loves to pick fruit with you, makes it a date. He sets up a picnic as the sun is going down, eating and drinking non-alcoholic beverages as he blushes when he awkwardly attempts to compliment you: “You, uh, you look wonderful, that color suits you.” You smile softly, bringing him closer to you by his collar as you capture his lips in a kiss, making his stiff body melt with relaxation as he does his best to kiss you back.

ᥫ᭡ Remembers your likes and dislikes to a t, gets you the best gift for your birthday, anniversary or just when he feels like getting one. Doesn’t always go for the most expensive thing he can find, he likes to buy you useful things like quality soap, soft towels, the silkiest bed covers and statues of your favorite animals.

ᥫ᭡ Takes excellent care of you when you’re sick, makes the best chamomile tea that will ever grace your taste buds, waits on the door of your room asking if you need anything every 10 minutes. Really comforting, actually, “don’t worry, you’ll get better soon. Lay down and relax, I’ve got everything covered for you.”

ᥫ᭡ Inexperienced and shy about sex, most of the time you’re the one that leads in the bedroom, a service top basically. Thinks him moaning is really embarrassing, but when you tell him to not muffle his pretty sounds he obeys, whispering your name over and over again as he fucks into you, deep and slow.

ᥫ᭡ Nervous as he fingers your hole to get you prepared, his head snapping upwards to look at you when you whine, afraid that he hurt you in some way. After a few months he relaxes into it, though his fingers are so long and strong. Feels damn good when he fucks your hole with just his fingers, having you ruined under him with just his fingers as he feels his dick throb with want.

ᥫ᭡ Loves to work his tongue on your sex the most. If you have a dick; he loves sucking you off as he has your thighs on his shoulders, feeling your legs quiver under his palms as his tongue laps up the pre-cum off of your pretty cock. Also, just loves reaching around and jerking you off as h’s fucking you doggy style, placing a gentle kiss just above your ear as he takes your throbbing cock in his hand, stroking it with the same pace as his thrusts.

ᥫ᭡ If you have a cunt; loves eating you out while you sit, the way your hands grip his hair as he flicks his tongue against your clit, looking up at you with his flushed cheeks and puppy eyes as he rolls his tongue against your cunt, his tongue thrusting inside you as he fully dives in, his head flush against your hips as your body spasms with orgasm against him, his tongue digging deeper the more your body moves.

ᥫ᭡ Another man that has amazing aftercare, cleans you up gently, tells you that you did so well, kisses your forehead as he tucks you in, his arms slowly wrapping around you as you relax into his embrace.

Wanderer

ᥫ᭡ A relationship with him won’t be an easy one, even though he has learned to better express himself he’s still quite harsh without meaning to be at times. Though when you do tell him what he said or did hurt, he won’t apologize with words, but you will find your favorite dessert or pastry on the kitchen counter that night with a handwritten note that says: ‘Enjoy.’

ᥫ᭡ He isn’t a physically affectionate person at all but will let you cuddle him and hug him when you want to, gives you featherlight kisses if he’s passing by you in the bazaar as he takes a break from his work at the Akademiya. His hand is always placed on your lower back when you’re out and about together, throwing a short but nasty glare at people that stare way too long for it to be socially acceptable. Really possessive of you, you actually try to understand him and know what he feels without him even putting it into words, he won’t say it, but he dreads the thought of you leaving him.

ᥫ᭡ Short dates, gives you the most blood pumping romantic moments, though. No matter what your weight is, he’ll have no problem carrying you in his arms as he flies around the Sumeru forests, gently laying you down on a bed of sumeru roses as he captures your lips in a deep kiss, his hands finding yours as you reciprocate. Pulling away after a few moments, fiddling with his hat in embarrassment and telling you to get up, it’s late already. Though he’s unable to blush, you know he’s flustered by the tone of his voice as his fingers fiddling with his hat or vision.

ᥫ᭡ Doesn’t have a high libido, but doesn’t reject your advances. Lets himself ease into your touches as you pepper his neck with gentle kisses, his hands going to your hips as he keeps you in place on his lap.

ᥫ᭡ Makes you do the work, you wanted his dick that bad? Well, ride him and make him cum first, then he’ll consider fucking that brain of your stupid.

ᥫ᭡ Loves the way you whine as you bounce on his cock, his hands squeezing your ass as his dick twitches inside you. Can’t wait for you to make him cum in the end, as he takes your hips in a harsh grip and thrusts upwards, driving his cock in and out of your hole as he takes in the sight of you turning into a dumb whore on his cock.

ᥫ᭡ Gets you a pretty collar that compliments your skin tone so well, loves to pull on the leash as you ride his cock, making you whine as he feels you tighten around him, “look at you, enjoy being my lapdog that much?”

ᥫ᭡ Surprisingly very good aftercare, has the towels and water ready, huffs if you whine about not wanting to get up, forces you to the shower by scooping you up into his arms and washing you. Rarely cuddles after the fact, but lets you hug him, giving your forehead a kiss after he’s sure you’re asleep.

Kunikuzushi

ᥫ᭡ Very inexperienced yet so sweet and earnest, hugs you every time he sees you, picks fruits and herbs with you, brings you flowers he thought looked pretty and have the same color as your hair, eyes or your favorite accessory.

ᥫ᭡ Loves watching you cook food, sew or make swords, just being in your presence makes him really happy. Always asks questions, he’s eager to learn what you like to do so he can spend more time with you!

ᥫ᭡ Gives you cheek kisses and squeaks when you give him a kiss back, looks at you like you’re his world when you have your first kiss. If he had a heart, he’s sure it would be pounding so loudly, his fingers gripping the fabric of your clothes as his eyes are tightly shut. Really flustered after the fact, holds your hand and plants a gentle kiss on the back of it, his own hand reaching over to your chest to feel your rapid heartbeat.

ᥫ᭡ Loves to be the small spoon, just because he can fall asleep to the sound and feeling of your heartbeat as his head is snug on your chest.

ᥫ᭡ Now, he's very clumsy at sex, gets flustered easily, but he’s doing his best. His thrusts are weak because he’s worried he’d hurt you, gets better at it with your instructions but, still very gentle with you.

ᥫ᭡ He’s making love to you rather than just sex, he kisses your neck just above your pulse lovingly as he thrusts slow but deep inside. Goes along with everything you want, as long as you feel good it doesn’t matter to him.

ᥫ᭡ Also an amazing aftercare person, has towels and water ready for you, snuggling into your embrace as you lay down on your shared bed together.

[httpshujii]

DADDY'S HOME !

Diluc x f!reader

ᯓ Diluc is a girl dad. CW: suggestive towards the end, implied s*x?

Girl dad!Diluc who smiles a tired smile at the sound of his daughter's rapid steps towards him when he comes back home early from the tavern.

Girl dad!Diluc who carries his daughter and presses kisses to her chubby little cheek before walking over to you and kissing you as if it's his last day on earth.

Girl dad!Diluc who eats dinner and loves listening to his daughter talk about her day with her friends (plushies) and how she helped you with cleaning dishes.

Girl dad!Diluc that gets so depressed when he makes his daughter or you sad. He can't handle the thought of him hurting either of you with his words or actions.

Girl dad!Diluc that sits on a small, pink, wooden chair that he's convinced is going to break sooner or later. His hair tied into a messy ponytail with a bright pink bow. Sipping on tea and talking sophisticatedly only to make his daughter laugh.

Girl dad!Diluc blushes whenever you catch him baby talking or humming your daughter to sleep. And gets even more flustered when you call him a good dad. He loves getting praised for something that he had absolutely no idea how to handle.

Girl dad!Diluc that's so grateful for you for giving him such a blessing.

Girl dad!Diluc that jokes about getting so many kids just to see you get flustered.

. . . or maybe it's not a joke?

I just finished a 4 hour exam :D @kitorin

[explicitred]

Needy, Needy, Needy~!

heyooo time to feed my children

my children have been starved

Diluc

Mans is busy but sure knows how to show his affections. Even in the most... inconvenient situations.

Literally doing paperwork and a redhead comes up to you saying "pay attention to me"

Like sir, wtf. werent you the one just telling me that you had work earlier and that i needed to give you some time???

The unfair, unjust treatment SMH 🙄

The pen glides across the paper in a calm, unhurried motion, its sounds filling the room. You don't seem to notice when a certain redhead steps into the room, focused on getting these damn documents done, coming closer towards you...

"Darling," Diluc places a hand on your shoulder, causing you to jolt.

"Yes, Diluc?"

"Won't you come to bed? It's getting late and I..." He trails off, averting his eyes, his actions uncharacteristic of him.

"You...?"

Diluc quietly sighs, a dust of pink forming on his cheeks, seeming a bit embarrassed. "...I tried sleeping but I couldn't. I've become unfamiliar with sleeping alone. Darling, just come to bed with me, will you?"

aww, what a cutie patootie. it seems he just needs you to sleep~!

Xiao

bruh wtf

I SWEAR there's someone out there

Fr, just come out???

OH SHI- WHAT IF ITS A KIDNAPPER?!?!?!?!FKAHFJASJFHAJFSH

...Tsk, needy shortie!

Bro fr followed you???

You blink, having not expected Xiao to come out of the shadows. In turn, he stares at you back.

...

"...Hey, are you just going to stare at me?"

Ever since then, he's just been trailing you from behind in the shadows without you knowing, too embarrassed and shy to actually come up to you to steal your attention away.

(ig we only like st-lking when it comes from xiao lmfao)

"Yes, Xiao?" You huff, feeling him gently poke you in the shoulder for the nth time. You wait for his response, yet he doesn't give one. Turning your head, you see a blushing Xiao, who's just jolted from you looking at him, a hand slightly covering his mouth.

"Uhmm... A-Attention." He mumbles, too quiet for you to be able to understand what he is trying to convey.

"Hm?"

"...Attention."

"Ah."

You lightly chuckle, grabbing his waist before pulling him down with you, landing on top of him - essentially pinning him down while hugging him.

"M-Mm...!" Xiao's face burns redder, if that's even possible, shakily hugging you back. Oh god, he can feel his heart rate skyrocketing.

Hey, this counts as cuddling, doesn't it? How cute~

[kaeyachi]

KAEYANATION

Dilucnation and Rosarianation too

WE HAVE NEW ART

[akko-kagori]

the more I write the Diluc character analysis the more I realize just how much of a bleeding heart Diluc actually is

once you pull back the layers you realize that every action is fueled by a desire to help others and his compassion

Like seriously even down to running the winery

Adeline says that Diluc "isn't all about money" and wants to expand the number of non alcoholic drinks he sells so that people have more options when they're drinking and people who can't have alcohol can still have a wide variety of drink to choose from

Plus in his letter he says this

in Mona's voiceline about him she says

And he says himself in one of his voice lines

he's a martyr, constantly facing the world's evils and bearing the scars so that others don't have to, so that no one else has to have their innocence ripped away from them like he did. Never being able to slow down, relax for a single moment because every second that he spends resting is another moment for someone else to be hurt, for someone else to be killed, or for him to lose those he loves.

I know that people always crack jokes about this and view him being so against small talk as him being an asshole or arrogant, but here's the thing: small talk is a time waster, something you do to pass the time and keep up appearances, but he doesn't have the time for that. To him, he can't idly chat, because every second he wastes in a conversation going no where is another second he could be out, preventing another tragedy.

Not convinced?

he literally says it in his teapot voice lines

[myloveobbsessed]

Ｌｏｖｅ Ｓｔｏｒｙ

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Genre: fluff

Warnings: none

Character: Diluc Ragnvindr x fem reader

Notes: Royal Au

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As a noblewoman, your presence at the grand ball was expected, and you had decided to attend. The lavish ballroom was filled with noblemen and women, all engaged in lively conversation, their elegant attire glittering beneath the chandelier light. You mingled for an hour or so, making small talk and exchanging pleasantries, your practiced smile never faltering.

But eventually, the strain of walking in heels began to take its toll. Your feet ached, and you gracefully excused yourself to find a seat. Sinking into the plush chair, you let out a soft sigh of relief, watching as the orchestra’s music shifted, and couples began to pair off, moving fluidly across the dance floor.

You admired their grace from a distance, but dancing was the last thing on your mind. When several gentlemen approached, politely offering their hand, you declined each one with a gentle smile, choosing instead to enjoy the peace of sitting back and observing the festivities around you.

As you sat, enjoying the graceful movements of the dancers on the floor, you were lost in thought, observing the lively scene unfold. You didn’t notice someone approach until a deep, calm voice broke through your reverie. Startled, you turned and were met with the sight of the one of the princes—prince Diluc.

Prince Diluc stood tall, his red hair tied back neatly, and his fiery eyes softened as they met yours. “Forgive me if I startled you,” he said, his voice low and respectful. “You seemed lost in thought, and I thought I’d take the opportunity to introduce myself.”

He glanced briefly at the dancers on the floor before turning his full attention back to you. “Do you mind if I join you for a moment?” His tone was polite, but there was something in his gaze that made you feel like he wasn’t one to make such requests lightly.

You stare silently at him for a short moment not believing that the prince was talking to you before snapping out of it and giving a polite nod. “o-oh yes I don't mind your Majesty.”

hearing your confirmation he takes a seat next to you. There's silence between you two for a moment before he turns to you. “Why are you not dancing if I may ask my lady?.”

You glance at the dance floor for a moment before returning your gaze to Prince Diluc. His presence, though calm, carries a weight you can’t ignore. “I’m not much of a dancer, Your Highness,” you admit softly. “I’ve always preferred watching rather than participating. Besides…” You trail off, hesitating. “I’d rather not embarrass myself in front of so many people.”

Diluc’s eyes remain on you, warm yet piercing, as if trying to understand more than just your words. “There’s no shame in enjoying the evening in your own way,” he replies, his voice gentle. “But I assure you, dancing isn’t always about skill. It’s about sharing a moment.”

You look down, unsure how to respond, but the sincerity in his words is comforting. After a pause, he extends his hand toward you. “One dance, my lady? I promise you, it won’t be about perfection.”

His offer hangs in the air, and your heartbeat quickens slightly as you glance at his outstretched hand. You can tell this isn’t a gesture he makes often.

His offer hangs in the air, and your heartbeat quickens slightly as you glance at his outstretched hand.

After a few moments you hesitantly place your hand in his and nod and reply quietly. “Okay”

Diluc’s touch is firm yet gentle as he leads you to the center of the ballroom, the soft music surrounding you both. As his hand rests on your waist and he lifts your other hand, the world around you seems to fade, the bustling crowd now just a backdrop to the moment.

The two of you begin to move in sync with the slow rhythm of the music. Despite your initial nervousness, you quickly realize that he’s guiding you with such ease and grace that your earlier worries melt away. His steps are smooth, purposeful, and he keeps a steady, reassuring pace.

“You’re doing wonderfully,” he says softly, his voice just above a whisper. His eyes meet yours, and for a moment, the grand ball seems like it was just the two of you. There’s a calm warmth in his expression, and it becomes clear that he meant it when he said it wasn’t about perfection—it’s about sharing this quiet, meaningful moment together.

You lightly flush at his words not bing able to take your eyes off his captivating red ones. “Thank you…”

As you lean in closer, he takes the moment to study your face, quietly memorizing every detail. After a brief pause, he finally speaks again “If I may ask what is your name my lady?”

Your heart skips a beat as you notice how intently Prince Diluc studies your face, his fiery red eyes locked onto yours. You can feel the heat rise to your cheeks as you respond quietly, “My name is y/n, Your Highness.”

His gaze softens at your response, and he offers a small smile. “A beautiful name,” he says sincerely. “It suits you well.”

The dance continues, the music swelling around you both, but his focus remains entirely on you. There’s a peaceful silence that lingers between the two of you, and the rest of the ballroom seems to blur as you continue to move in sync with the music.

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You two now stand on the balcony. Looking down at the town below a comfortable silence surrounds you. After a few more seconds on this Diluc speaks up. “May I ask a rather blunt question?” you look at him with a slight tilt of your head.

“What is it your majesty” Diluc stays silent for a moment before asking “do you happen to be wed?”

Your eyes widen slightly at his direct question, caught off guard by the sudden turn in conversation. You glance away briefly, staring down at the town below, the soft breeze brushing past your face. After a moment of gathering your thoughts, you turn back to face Diluc, shaking your head lightly. “No, Your Majesty, I am not wed,” you reply softly, curious as to why he would ask such a thing.

Diluc seems to relax slightly at your answer, his intense gaze softening. “I see,” he murmurs, as if deep in thought. “Forgive my forwardness. It’s just… I find you to be rather intriguing.” His voice is low, and though his words are careful, there’s a subtle vulnerability in the way he speaks. “I couldn’t help but wonder if someone had already recognized your worth.”

He turns his gaze back toward the town, letting the comfortable silence fall between you once again.

Your cheeks cover in a pink tint at his words making you a little shy. “No offense but I didn't really expect you to be so polite your Majesty”

Diluc glances at you with a small, amused smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “None taken,” he replies softly. “I suppose I have a reputation for being… reserved.” He pauses, his gaze drifting back to the town below. “But I’ve learned that there’s strength in kindness, even when it’s not expected of you.”

He turns his eyes back to you, studying your expression with quiet curiosity. “And what about you, my lady? You seem far more grounded than the other nobles here. You don’t appear to be swept away by all the grandeur of this ball.” There’s a gentle warmth in his voice, as if he genuinely wants to understand you.

You smile and lightly shake your head “Oh no I find the ball lovely your Majesty I just don't find any of their other nobles very interesting. Its all talk about that same thing” you softly sigh your gaze on the town.

Diluc nods thoughtfully, a small smile playing on his lips. “I understand,” he says, his tone gentle. “The conversations do tend to be rather… predictable.”

He glances over at the bustling ballroom behind the two of you, then returns his attention to the peaceful view of the town below.

He glances over at the bustling ballroom behind the two of you, then returns his attention to the peaceful view of the town below.

“I suppose that’s why I’m out here with you instead of inside,” he adds after a pause, his voice a bit softer. “It’s rare to find someone who sees beyond the surface. I find that… refreshing.”

His gaze lingers on you, his red eyes reflecting the moonlight, and for a brief moment, it feels as if the world around you has quieted.

Diluc slowly moves closer to you his eyes traveling down to your figure. “How you don't already have someone by your side is a mystery to me Lady, y/n” his tone his low alsmot a whisper. His words catch your attention as you look up at him.

Your breath hitches slightly as you meet Diluc’s intense gaze. The closeness between you feels electric, and his words send a soft warmth spreading through your chest.

“I… suppose I’ve just been waiting for the right person,” you reply quietly, your voice barely above a whisper. His presence feels overwhelming in the best way, and you can’t help but be drawn to him.

Diluc’s eyes search yours for a moment longer, then he smiles faintly. “Perhaps… that wait won’t be much longer,” he murmurs, his hand gently brushing against yours, the touch lingering as if testing the waters.

He gently takes your hand in his bringing in up to his lips as he softly kisses the back of your hand not breaking eye contact with you. “Please let me do the honors in changing that…let me be yours”

Your heart skips a beat as his lips brush against the back of your hand, his words lingering in the air. Just as you part your lips to respond, another voice interrupts, drawing both your and Diluc’s attention toward the entrance of the balcony.

“Oh? seems like you have found what your looking for dear brother” It was Prince Kaeya. Diluc’s brother he strides up to the two of you. You stare surprised to see him before snapping out of it and going into a bow.

“g-good evening your majesty”

Kaeya lightly chuckles in response. “Theres no need for fromailites just call me Kaeya. Afterall soon I will be your brother-in-law”.

Your eyes slightly widen at his words as you stand straight again. A look of confusion on your face.

Little did you know Diluc was looking for a wife tonight.

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[cryptonite-exe]

lust for life

𓆩♡𓆪 diluc x gender neutral! reader

𓆩♡𓆪 header artist ; @/erimmyon

𓆩♡𓆪 genre ; smut (don't interact if you can't handle smut)

𓆩♡𓆪 cw ; submissive diluc, breeding kink, teasing, handjob, creampie, diluc begging bc hes babyboy

𓆩♡𓆪 a/n ; coming back from hiatus with this 🤸

there was an apparent cozy atmosphere within the tavern, perhaps it was the reason a few patrons had fallen asleep. the soothing tunes of the local bard fell flat as diluc gestured that it was closing time. diluc stays behind the bar, cleaning the used glasses as charles escorts the intoxicated and drowsy customers outside to go home to their probably fuming partners.

after a while, charles bids farewell and leaves diluc to close the tavern. the dim lights and fading candlelights are all that's left to accompany him. he wipes down the tables as he reminisces of the past hours. recalling the pleasant conversations he had with frequent patrons and the not so pleasant ones with drunkards picking a fight. his hands set down the last cup into the cupboards and he throws the towels into a basket in the corner. he sighs from relief, seeing all his work done for the day.

after throwing on his coat, he locks up angel’s share and leaves. the once lively tavern during the day turns into a lone one in the dark, waiting for the arrival of its owner at dawn. the trail to his manor is a long one, nothing but the silence of night to be heard. as exhausted as he is, his guard remains up nevertheless. he found the quiet journey all the while worth it. when he arrives at home, he leaves his boots at the front, the boots you gifted when you saw how worn out his past ones were. he sheds his coat and hangs it on the coat rack before heading up the stairs to the bedroom.

he gently turns the knob and enters. the aroma of honeysuckle immediately enters his senses. a small smile forms when he notices the scented candle on your tableside. he removes the remainder of his clothing, changing into nothing but pajama pants before joining you in bed. you must’ve noticed when the bed dipped as you stirred awake. you shifted from your position to face whatever awoken you from your sleep. you could barely see with what little light illuminated this person, but when you saw the familiar head of red hair, you let out a hum of satisfaction. “mm, how was work?” you ask with a hoarse voice, evident of your slumber. “missed you so much.” he says, pulling you closer to him. his arm remains around you, holding you close while rubbing circles on your back. he kisses the entirety of your face, from your nose to your cheeks to your forehead and lastly at your lips. you laugh at how ticklish it felt. he continues to softly kiss you, smiling into it when he feels you snake your arm to the back of his neck. when he moves down, he makes sure to pay attention to every part of you. whether it be caressing, kissing, nuzzling, he leaves nothing untouched.

“missed me that much?” you tease when you notice the desperation in his touch. he replies with a hum, too busy nipping at your skin to give a full reply. “shouldn’t you- be sleeping?” you stutter when you feel his cold hands roam under your nightgown. “we haven’t done it in so long, i need you.” he pleads, looking up at you with eyes shining in the moonlight. you look back at him with a surprised expression but it’s true, conflicting schedules and busy days resulted in this. one of his bartenders has been out sick for the past week, making diluc take more shifts than he usually would. he’d come home tired and barely conscious enough to reply to your attempts at a conversation, but you don’t hold it against him. 

“if you say so mr. darknight hero” you tease once more, enjoying the immediate flushed expression on his face. “oh, stop it” he replies, embarrassed at the given title. the cheeky grin on you soon disappeared when he started removing your garments until every part of you was met by the chilly air in the room. but before he could touch another part of you, you were quick to push him down onto the bed. his eyes widened when you straddled yourself onto his lap, settling right on top of his crotch. “figured you need a reward for working so hard,” you say, looking down at him. you could hear his breath hitch when you leaned down, your lips on the soft skin of his chest, slowly leaving love marks sprawled out. as stoic and as aloof of a man diluc is, that side of him fades away to your very touch, showing the vulnerable touch starved part of him to you. you made your way up his body, returning the gesture with numerous kisses. words don’t come out of his mouth to retort as you reach his lips. soft lips on soft lips, the kiss was as sweet and passionate as always. you let out a soft gasp when you felt him grow hard underneath you. still continuing the sensual makeout, you slowly grind your hips against his, creating friction enough to have him moan into the kiss.

you could see how untouched he’s been for days on end. his hips move to try and meet your movement. when he finds the rhythm that matches yours, his moans grow louder as his voice breaks up more. “hngh- please! i need you” he moans. you could feel his precum soak through his pants, creating a wet spot on the fabric. his muscles stiffen as he feels you pull down his pajamas along with his underwear. his cock springs out, eager with the way it hits his abdomen. there's a pool of pre on his tip, along with the sound of arousal coming from him as the midnight air hits his cock. your lips form a small smile, seeing diluc in such a state. your hands wrap around the base, making sure to place a firm hold that gives him pleasure from that alone. you stroke upwards, all the way to his tip. a whorish moan makes it past his lips along with his hips bucking into your hand. his hands long left your body to cover his face. perhaps he felt embarrassment from this arrangement because, at such an angle, you can see every part of him. the way his thighs twitch, the way he sucks in a breath every time you stroke his tip.

but oh how cute.

“c’mon don’t hide from me, i wanna see your pretty moans” you coo. your hand still continues to jerk him off. your thumb running along the slit of his tip sends his head back into the pillows. he feels the heat in his stomach intensify with each stroke of your hand. “oh archons, please please please! so close!” he sobs, tears prickle his eyes as his climax approaches. his moans are a mix of pleas and cries. yet at the edge of his incoming orgasm, you release the tight grasp you had on his cock. he immediately whines at the loss of that ecstasy. you chuckle at his cute whimpers. he was still trying to catch his breath when you took his hands and guided them down, resting them on your thighs. you raise your hips, leaning your balance on your knees. you line the tip of his cock against your entrance. “wait you’re n- ah!” he exclaims. his grip on your thighs tightens as you plunge yourself down his cock. “fuck! i’ve been.. touching myself when you’re not here.” you moan, not giving a fuck about anyone hearing you. for the past week, not having diluc around really tortured you. in the evenings, it gets worse. the usual intimate hours for you both became lonely ones for you. you’d fuck yourself open like he was watching. but the way his cock stretches you out even more has you delirious, your fingers were never enough to have you like this. he could only moan at your confession. his mouth hung open with endless moans flowing out of him as you’d raise yourself up to only drop back down on his cock over and over. “mm.. you’re so big, so good!” you slur out due to the overwhelming feeling of his cock brushing against your walls. both of his hands settle on your thighs, harshly gripping the flesh there. he grits his teeth and thrusts up, meeting your pace. you couldn’t help but throw your head back in awe. your tight hole clenches around him at every thrust. you were sure your voice will be long gone by the time the sun rises, but you couldn’t give less of a fuck about that right now.

“you, feel so good, so fucking good, angel” he alluringly wails. the aching hunger for him easily outweighs the burning sore on your thighs. you mewl when he brings you down for a kiss. the kiss was sloppy and slow, desperate moans leaking in between each breath. the sensual kiss progressed into a deep embrace, savoring the taste of each other. your bouncing became careless grinding to chase your high. “i’ll take a day off, a week off- i’m never letting you go again” he proclaims, wrapping his arms around your waist. he helps the knot in your stomach slowly unravel. your elbows rest on his shoulders with your hands cradling his head. you mumble whatever your conscious mind can conjure while he whispers sweet nothings to you. 

your mind turns fuzzy as he continues ruining your insides. your head hangs low as you feel like you were about to burst from all this pleasure. his fully hard cock reached places no toy of yours could ever touch. beneath your thighs lie a pool of both pre-cum and sweat getting continuously mixed from the endless thrusts from diluc. and if somehow it could get louder, yours and diluc’s moans did. when you could feel the edge of your orgasm approaching you, your breath started to stagger. you knew diluc was approaching his as well when his thrusts started staggering. “my angel, my sweet angel, please please! ‘m so close!” he whimpers. “let me cum inside please! wanna fill you up so bad, i’ll breed you so good!” he pants, tightening his hold on you and pulling your body flush against his. your mind can barely think of a single word and neither can your mouth say a word. “hhnnn! yes! oh fuckk.. fill me up ‘luc-” you stutter when you felt his cock twitch inside you. and by some possibility, he fucks you even faster.

in just a few thrusts, that familiar euphoria rushes through your body. “ah! ahh! i’m cumming- there! righttt there!” you cry out. your toes curl and your back arcs at the intense sensation. your vision blurs, and you could only lean on diluc for support. diluc doesn’t stop ramming into you like his life depends on it. your hole practically became a pretty toy for him to use at his own disposal. “you’ll let me fill you up, right? you feel so good inside, darling” he pleads, desperation replacing what little shame he has left. “haa.. yes! fucking fill me up to the brim until i’m full of your seed!” you shout as your jaw slacks from the overstimulation and from how he keeps hitting your sweet spot again and again. his cock twitches inside you upon hearing your words. he mewls when you bring him in for another kiss. amidst it however, he breaks off when the last few thrusts send him to his climax. he thrashes his head, and his eyes roll to the back of his head when he reaches that place of pure ecstasy. 

as the moans and love proclamations died down, the sex in the atmosphere surely stayed. you both catch your breath but your bodies still stuck to each other in an embrace. diluc gently sets you down, slowly pulling out. how amusing, he kisses your hand oh so softly as if he wasn’t just fucking your brains out a minute ago. “i’ve missed you so bad, my love.. rest now, i’ll take care of you,” he says. he makes sure to kiss you on the lips before getting up. the last thing you saw was a messy head of red hair before you passed out.

diluc was a man of his word. every promise he pledges to you is a vow he makes sure will be fulfilled. when you awoke the next morning, there he was. no more waking up to a cold bed or shifting around the sheets finding what was missing. the chilly atmosphere the past week is now replaced by his warmth. he’s here. he had his arms around you tightly as he sleeps so peacefully. you notice the slick running down your legs the night prior is long gone, and the nightgown you wore was replaced by one of his fresh dress shirts. you brush away the strands of hair that curtain his face. “mmm...” he mumbles, barely awake as he feels you lightly kiss his lips.

© this work is by cryptonite-exe, please do not copy and post on any other platform.

[sunvylovebug]

Meteor shower

↬ Warnings: Not NSFW but there are mentions of nudity (they bathe together) …⁠ᘛ⁠⁐̤⁠ᕐ⁠ᐷ

↬ Female!Reader and third person narration (⁠*⁠˘⁠︶⁠˘⁠*⁠)⁠.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡

↬ Author Note: I fell in love with Diluc since the game was released and it makes me sad that I never got him and I don't play anymore. I wanted to write something soft about him so here you go, reblogs and likes are welcome! You could follow me to see all the things I posted before and all the coming stuff, thank you!<3

↬ Summary: Y/N is excited about the meteor shower and it's a time she wants to spend with her loving husband.

↬ Word Count: 1,095 Words

Tired of working as hard as he usually did, he arrived home, where his beautiful wife was waiting for him with dinner ready. After the wedding they had moved to a more personal space, she had the help of the maids during the morning, but at night it was just the two of them, flowers, candles and all the love they had for each other.

He took out his keys to opened the front door, the aroma invited him to enter and he couldn't help but lightly smell the delicious aroma of her home-cooked food, he swallowed hard cause of the hunger he had and walked to the kitchen, he came up behind Y/N as he wrapped his arms around her waist. "I'm home, my love." He let go of the gentle words in that voice that made her melt, pressed a soft kiss to her temple and took off his gloves to wash his hands, his curious crimson eyes peered out the window.

"It's going to be the meteor shower tonight, right?" He asked, knowing how excited she was to see this beautiful event together, so, he had everything ready for after their dinner.

She nodded. "There's still some time left, I can't wait for it! It's gonna be so nice." She had on her lips that smile that he loved so much. He turned off the tap and turned around to hug her from behind again.

"You look so beautiful when you get excited about something like that, you know?" He whispered softly near the back of her neck, his thumbs tracing circles on her waist. He really knew how to make her heart race even after so much time together.

"I love you so much Diluc."

"I love you more."

The two had a chat about how each other's day was, there was nothing remarkable but that's how they liked it, quiet and somewhat routine days, without problems or complications. They both needed some peace after so many things they'd been through throughout their lives.

Once the food was served, Diluc pulled her chair out and she smiled sweetly, thinking about how those simple gestures of affection had always been shown by him, even before they fell in love. She kindly thanked him and he proceeded to sit down as well to enjoy dinner together.

★

He took charge of cleaning the kitchen after eating, insisting that she had done a wonderful job with dinner and that it was his turn to help with the housework like they usually did. She couldn't help but think how attractive her husband looked with his hair up high, doing something as simple as washing the dishes.

"Would you like to take a bath before we leave? There is still plenty of time left." She asked gently, always wanting to spoil him, Y/N knew he always worked so hard, he deserved all that treatment since she was also spoiled whenever he could.

Diluc looked at her with a smirk, a little hint of mischief in it. "Are you coming with me?"

Y/N chuckled and shook her head in amusement. "How could I say no?"

She went to prepare the bath and when she returned to the kitchen her husband's strong arms carried her back. Once there, he closed the door and gently undressed her between kisses, removing his own clothes too. They got into the marble tub, both of them comfortable with it, after all it wasn't the first time they had each other's naked bodies pressed against each other. Still, there was no intention of taking things to a more passionate and lustful level, it was just a nice moment between the two, enjoying the warm water hugging their bodies, the nice smell of the candles she lit and the company of the other.

Diluc dedicated himself to scrubbing her back and washing her hair, leaving caresses and sweet kisses on her soft skin. Y/N returned the attention and care he gave her, both of them were enjoying the moment, the beautiful connection they had built together over time.

Shortly after the bath, he dried and combed her hair while he had a towel tied around his waist. "You know I can deal with my own hair, right?"

"Well, that doesn't mean I don't want to take care of it for my gorgeous wife this time. I know you can do it, but I like to spoil you too, love." He gave her a peck on the tip of her nose, earning a tender giggle from her.

"I love you, silly husband."

"Your silly husband loves you too." He pecked the tip of her nose again.

Then two dressed with some warm pajamas, being somewhat aware of the time so as not to be late. When they finished they left the house, walking hand in hand, Diluc carrying a basket in his other hand, they walked to a place not far from their home, in the middle of the vast valley, no enemy in sight. He took out a blanket and put it on the ground, then wrapped the two of them in a soft, thick blanket, they were talking and laughing for a long time, enjoying some snacks he had brought, giving each other little kisses from time to time, holding hands and waiting for the meteor shower.

★

The show in the sky had begun, the two watched intently as the night sky looked even more beautiful than usual. Diluc looked at her, Y/N's expression of astonishment was so cute to see, he wanted to record that beautiful moment in his memory for the rest of his life. "So beautiful." He whispered, looking at his beloved's expression.

"I know right." She said looking at the stars.

He smiled to himself and moved his eyes to the sky as well. Maybe their lives had been hard in the past, but it was moments like these that made it all worth it.

Once the meteor shower ended, Diluc kissed her knuckles softly while looking at that light reflected in her eyes, this was noticeable every time she was happy and that always made him feel so lucky to have such a beautiful, kind, gentle and loving wife.

It felt right to see that sweet and happy light in his beloved's eyes. And he knows that if he needed to, he would go and move heaven and earth so that she was happy, all to make that glow last over time, so that nothing could be able to fade the smile and the light in her loving eyes.

[sandiaarts]

*insert sound of squeezing cheeks* how I love this man 😭

A drawing of Diluc before sleeping

Reblogs and comments are appreciated

[zenythycal]

Sometimes I think abt that person who tagged one of my Diluc drawings with "Goddamn" Hope they're doing well also its too fucking hot in my state

[tofuxtea]

𝐃𝐈𝐋𝐔𝐂 𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐍𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑 | 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦 + 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘯𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 — diluc ragnvindr x fem!reader

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 — nsfw, lingerie, somnophilia, dark/extreme content, dub/non-con (consent was previously established tho!), diluc is distant bc of work and reader tries to distract him but it doesn’t work until after you fall asleep, basically pussydrunk diluc lol, bit of aftercare at end :)

𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 — not proofread, ngl this shit awakened something in me LMFAOOO

diluc never had time for you anymore. at first, it wasn’t an issue — sad replies of “sorry, love, i don’t have time right now” to dinner plans or twenty minute delays to relaxing outings because of unexpected work at the winery. you understood. diluc was a busy man — a winery owner for god’s sake.

it wasn’t until the first time he stood you up because he’d forgotten about the reservations after work ran a little later than usual and the many mornings you woke up alone, and then went to sleep in the same fashion did it start to affect you. every time, he apologized until your ears nearly fell off and every time you reassured him it was alright.

he was busy. he had work. that was okay! he was doing this to provide for the both of you — and you knew he would never hurt you intentionally. all he needed was a break, even if it was just for the night. you would gladly give him that.

so you got to planning. with some help from lisa, you found a gorgeous lingerie set at a small shop she knew. a cherry red lace bra and panty set with matching thigh garters and a sheer slip to go overtop. you remembered how much diluc adored that red dress you wore to your first date and you knew he would love this.

now you had to wait for him to get home. this time around, the winery was beginning to cool down with shipments, so diluc was granted the ability to work from home at night. tonight, he came home just as the sun was setting and you expected him to head right up to bed, but you came down a half an hour later to find him shut inside his study.

you had the set on already, clutching your fluffy white robe around yourself in case he had a servant out and about downstairs. he didn’t hear you open the door, nor did he spare you a glance when you sweetly greeted him. “i’ll come to bed in a bit, okay? don’t wait up for me if you’re too tired, love.” he’d said, and that was all you got from him. he mumbled something about ‘a few more orders to situate’ before you finally shut the door and trudged back upstairs, defeat weighing down your shoulders.

even an hour later, there was no sign of him retiring to bed any time soon. so you curled up under the duvet, unable to find the strength to take the set off, and drifted into a dreamless sleep.

diluc carefully opened the door late into the night, peering inside to find you in a tiny heap on your side of the bed. the steady rise and fall of your body told him you were asleep. he sighed, suddenly aware of how long he’d been downstairs. he settled onto his side, beginning to unbutton his dress shirt to prepare for bed, and leaned over to press a kiss to your temple when he caught a glimpse of a bright red garment lazily hidden by the covers.

curiously, he nudged the duvet down to your elbows and the air was torn out of his lungs. red, elastic straps nestled into your skin, lace adorning your sleeping body so beautifully. any sane part of him would immediately cover you up and curse himself for even daring to invade your privacy, but the tired, overworked half of his mind couldn’t stop staring. it wondered what it felt like, what your skin felt like.

shit. there was a vicious battle in his head as his hand hovered over your bare arm. for now, there was a clear winner. diluc gently rubbed your arm, easing you onto your back to admire the set. it molded perfectly to your body — your breasts, your hips, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. his breath came out in staggers like he’d been presented a feast.

no. his rationale began to push through the sea of hunger that made his fingers tremble and he paused. while you had fully established that you were okay with and actually welcomed situations like this, diluc wanted you to be awake for this. he’d neglected you for so long, you deserved to feel every bit of this.

no.

screw that. diluc clumsily climbed over your body to straddle your thighs, tossing the blankets off of you and fumbling with the rest of his shirt. he didn’t know where to begin; your soft, gently parted lips, your enticing neck, your barely clothed tits, your exposed hips where your slip rode up. he tossed his bunched up shirt along with the blanket before swiftly unbuckling his belt and easing the tension in his pants.

the tips of his fingers ghosted over your hip, inching the lacy hem of your slip further up your waist. “fuck,” he hissed, slipping his hand underneath the delicate fabric to cup your breast through the thin lace bra. it wasn’t enough. diluc grasped the clip at the center of your chest, snapping it open.

you stirred in your sleep, maybe reacting to the tickle of his red hair against the dip in your stomach as he lowered his lips to one breast, letting you settle before latching onto your nipple. the way your body remained slack under his touch was foreign to him and he thought about waking you up, but a small part of him liked the idea of doing whatever he wanted with no resistance. so he kept going, kneading your other tit with his free hand, enjoying the faint whines that slipped past your unmoving lips.

diluc worked sloppy kisses down your body until he reached the thin waistband of your panties, hooking his fingers into either side and shimmying them down your plush thighs. he glanced up to your serene face, now cutely twisted into a pout in your sleep. the tip of his finger prodded at your cunt. you were already fairly wet and his thumb glided over your clit with fervor. your body reacted this time, lightly twisting and turning as broken, unaware moans filled the silence.

“that’s it, love,” diluc groaned, palming himself through his boxers. he slid his middle finger into you, enjoying the tiny flinch between your eyebrows. you were more turned on than he’d anticipated, adding another digit with no resistance.

as wrong as it felt, the flush rising in diluc’s face overpowered his morale. your thighs twitched, instinctively yet gently squeezing his fist as you clenched around his fingers. diluc stumbled on a gasp and his gaze had to meet your face to ensure you were still asleep. he was in awe when he saw your expressions morph but simultaneously showed no signs of consciousness.

he hummed, pleased with the warmth he felt slowly dripping down his fingers, and removed them. you hardly reacted, only a breathy whimper at the cold emptiness.

uncaring of the mess, he tore his boxers down his hips and hurried to hoist your leg underneath his arm.

with a slow thrust of his hips, he buried himself inside of you, groaning at how tightly you squeezed him even in your sleep. his hips stuttered at first, struggling to adjust to the feeling. when he was able to quicken his pace, the bed frame began to creak and you shifted more frequently.

each thrust drew whimpers from your throat and your eyebrows knitted together. but what really egged diluc on was when his name would slip from your lips in soft fragments. he wondered if whatever you saw behind your eyelids was consistent with what he saw with his open ones.

diluc didn’t think too hard about it, only pausing to push your thigh closer to your chest before continuing. he knew he wouldn’t last much longer and while he felt bad that you wouldn’t finish, he couldn’t imagine stopping.

“shit.” the man cursed through a sharp inhale when your body instinctively contracted. it was much more intentional this time around and you started to rouse from your sleep. diluc knew he should have shown at least an ounce of guilt, but when your confused eyes met his, he just couldn’t.

your eyes clamped shut as quickly as they’d opened when his hips slammed into you and a broken cry fell from your lips. you reached out and grasped diluc’s arms, fingers digging into his skin as your body tried to process your oncoming orgasm.

“diluc, ‘m so close,” you whined. “don’t stop, please.”

he couldn’t stop if he tried. a few more deep strokes and you came undone with a weak cry of his name. he followed soon after, not bothering to pull out. after seeing you all pretty in his color, hell, he knew you were just perfect.

“i’m sorry, love. i got carried away. are you okay?” his knuckles gently stroked the side of your face and he lost the sharp edge he had just moments earlier. red eyes scanned you for any signs of a negative reaction.

instead, your hand enveloped around his and you leaned into him with a smile. “are you kidding? if i knew you’d do that, i’d have bought this ages ago.”

me crankin my kinktober shit out in late december DONT JUDGE LMFAO -r

[dailyfigures]

Amber & Venti & Diluc & Paimon ; Genshin Impact ☆ Bushiroad Creative

[leaff0dil]

cats 👍

[kaeyachi]

I have... an idea. A theory?

Is it possible that Diluc may not have kicked Kaeya out at all? Or at least, not completely? If Kaeya weren't doing this as a form of self-punishment, then Kaeya may have gaslit himself on the idea that he was kicked out.

Several EN Kaeya dialogue had me confused for a while now (as well as odd dialogue or text boxes by EN Diluc, Elzer, and Adelinde)

For one, Diluc seemed genuinely confused by the "throw me out like trash" comment from Kaeya, and Diluc had no retort to Kaeya saying Dawn Winery is his home too ( in fact, Diluc had no qualms on letting Kaeya stay there for weeks back when Diluc was out on a fatui hunting spree).

It's weird for someone who supposedly kicked the other out act like that - all confused and silent. Usually, there would at least be a vocal protest.

Then we have Elzer and Adelinde.

Have you all noticed that Adelinde only addresses Kaeya as "Sir Kaeya" when they are discussing together? Adelinde straight up calls him "Master Kaeya" in front of Diluc. Elzer, in a letter to Diluc, also showed him repeatedly addressing Kaeya as "Master Kaeya". Does this mean that only Kaeya requested on his own volition to no longer be addressed as master by the staff? Diluc is clearly fine with it. With how great of a maid Adelinde is, it must be such a rare occasion to call Kaeya as a "sir" for her to often accidentally call him as master instead (at least once every time we hear her, she makes this error)

Could it be possible that Kaeya decided to put that distance himself? Clearly Kaeya had no qualms on lying about his eye to Diluc for a while (making Diluc think he was blinded). Who's to say that he didn't make the staff think that he was no longer allowed to stay at Dawn Winery (which would make leaving the place easier for him).

And the more tragic one, being that he may have gaslit himself to the idea of being kicked out, also sounds possible... especially if we think that he may currently be tricking himself that he has no real mission or true purpose to the Khaenri'ahn plot (or that he tricked himself for the longest time that he has a mission).

The others are probably just letting Kaeya continue to do so because calling him out on it might make him lash out or start getting defensive.

This actually paints a very different picture...

[akko-kagori]

Diluc, after Crepus's death: I’ve come to a point in my life where I need a stronger word than fuck.

[cathugger4]

Diluc - Whopperflower 🌷