#kaeya being kaeya

[veintrry]

how he messes with you.

kaeya &/x gn!reader, fluff, teasing, just joking around together, can be rom or platonic, kinda implicitive at the end. I ACCIDENTSLLY WROTW A WHOLE SCENARIO FFS

an: im finally writing something for kaeya for the first time finally holy crap. TO KAEYA STANS, ILY, MARRY ME, MÍ BELLEZAS <3 🫶

i know that without a doubt of my mind he surprises you with his body temperature. You could be minding your business, but know that you are NEVER safe. If he sees an opportunity he will attack. A hand will crawl up your back, and he'll make sure you feel his fingers lightly touching your skin, leaving feathery sensations. However, that is only a warning as for what is to come, because he always. Always. Immediately plants his hand flat against you, just to snicker as he looks at your reaction to his ice cold hand. "Oh, I'm sorry. It seems my hand moved on its own."

The man is flirty, WE KNOW!! MOVE ON!! What about when you flirt back? I've been a true believer in the fact that he'd be taken aback at first only to begin a competition between you two as to who can say the cheesiest stuff or get flustered. Sometimes it gets to a point you guys literally call each other the corniest shit, "Honey bun" "Pookie bear" just in hopes of getting the other to throw in the towel, but it never works.

"Oh, you're making me melt, dear."

"Is that so? Then I should keep you in my arms so you don't collapse."

"Can you do this anywhere but here." Diluc hates having to witness your interactions all the time, he has the most scrutinising astounded face one could make.

> Catching him off-guard isn't exactly impossible, you've realise the way to do it isn't just intentionally being flirty, but giving him genuine compliments and kind gestures out of sheer will. Though he pretends like it has no affect on him, throwing you another sugar coated line of his, "I didn't know you felt so passionately about me, I'm glad. I'll do my best to match you then, hm."

I'm putting this in for my sake; flustered kaeya is a masterpiece. I think if the day comes when you get to see that man unable to gather himself is the day you know the Anemo Archon truly has bestowed upon you the best luck. Maybe the kind act of paying that bards bill served good purpose.

Kaeya's face would be a beauty to look at. It always is, but right now you wish you had a Kamera so you could keep this expression of his saved with you forever. Eye wide, as his icy glacial orb hold your figure in their reflection. His mouth agape, you can see how his mind is attempting to scramble for words, something to say- anything. There's a mix of an orange and red hue coating his cheeks, but the tips of his ears are on flames and you're glad that he ties his hair back because you get to see just how he looks. For the first time, Kaeya breaks eye contact, averting his gaze anywhere else as he coughs into his hand before turning it into a nervous chuckle. He attempts to use his hand as a cover for his face as he swallows thickly, attempting to collect himself. As if you'd allow that.

Grabbing the wrist of the hand that hides his flawless expression from you, you peer over to him and he stares at you, focused, his mouth pursed into a thin line as though he was upset with you despite not putting up a fight when you stepped closer. You gleam as you notice the small details of his face, his lashes fluttering softly, his eye lids narrowing onto you, the hair that frames his face failing to hide his emotions. You chuckle, "What a pretty muse you are.".

That seems to snap him out of it. He turns back into a coughing fit, before facing you again, that seductively menacing grin on his face again, but something is amiss; his eye tells a different tale, one that contradicts his confident stance. "Oh? I'm your muse, am I? If that's the case then how about we take this elsewhere and I'll offer you some inspiration."

[moonpetrichors-blog]

You Left Your Diary At My House

Tags: Oneshot, Kaeya x Knight!Reader, Lots Of Flirting

Warnings: Slightly Suggestive (Diary Contents)

Based on the song ‘Wait a Minute!’ by Willow Smith. You’ve lost your precious diary, only to have it returned to you by your one and only crush; Kaeya Alberich. He said he read it by accident, but did he really?

Just so y’all know, I had a dream about this HEHEHAUAH

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╭┈─────── ೄྀ࿐ ˊˎ-╰┈➤ ❝ [19/04/23] ❞   

Picture this; you possessed a diary that you carried with you everywhere, compacted with your deepest, darkest secrets. One of many, encompassed your romantic feelings for your Cavalry Captain, Kaeya Alberich.

Now imagine your distress when you found you'd misplaced your diary on your way to the Knights of Favonius headquarters. You were entirely and utterly distraught.

How could you have lost it? This is really bad, and at the headquarters of all places?!

Because you were colleagues with Kaeya, the headquarters were arguably the most disastrous spot to discover your diary was missing, as you were a knight. Except for one thing; that he's your boss. If he was aware of what you were writing concerned him...

Your job? Gone.

However, there was not much you could do about it right now.

You were stuck in perhaps the most dreary meeting imaginable with the Acting Grand Master, Jean, and an assortment of other knights. You sat there while Jean droned on about security reinforcements and city updates, and when your thoughts drifted to your poor diary, you couldn't help but feel like you were being scrutinized.

You cocked your head to see who it could be, and your heart sank instantaneously.

Kaeya was smirking at you.

You were sweating profusely. You were practically agonising over the time as the clock on the wall painstakingly ticked, hoping that this conference would conclude soon and you would be able to escape Kaeya's inspecting gaze. There's no way he was aware that something was amiss with you.

Unless... he knew about the diary.

He winked at you.

Fuck, he knows.

When Jean closed the meeting and dismissed everyone, you hurriedly stood up and surged to the door to make your way out. Unfortunately, you were too slow. In the corridor, Kaeya seized your bicep and dragged you aside into an empty room.

When you regained your composure, you realised he had cornered you against the wall, one arm besides your head and the other around your waist. It required a strenuous effort for your knees to not buckle from the close proximity of Kaeya’s body; from this vantage point, you were able to pick out the minor nuances about his facial features.

And Barbatos, did he smell phenomenal. It was reminiscent of a warm musk aroma, with a floral undertone. Whatever cologne he's wearing, it was absolutely divine.

You pinched yourself mentally. You shouldn't be thinking about how great he smelled; remembering where you were, you arched an eyebrow at him and pressed yourself harder against the wall in a vain attempt to get away from him.

“Uh, Kaeya. Did you need something...?” You hoped he couldn’t see the blush coloring your cheeks.

He did nothing except give you a once over and smirked at you, before abruptly moving away and reaching behind him. You sported a perplexed frown as he held out your diary in that lazy, complacent attitude he's continually in, and all the colour drained from your face.

He smiled jocularly at you. “You know, I read these pages... you must really love me.”

You attempted to wrestle your diary from his hands right away, but he was sharp enough to raise the book high over your head, beyond your reach. He took pleasure in seeing you flustered.

He tutted at you, clearly teasing you on purpose now. “You’re quite the naughty one, writing all these fantasies about me.”

You blushed profusely, unable to respond. Kaeya stepped closer, his arm now dropped and his words murmured by the shell of your ear.

“Tell me, do you fantasize about me at work, too?” He declared this while smiling inches from from your lips, his nose brushing against yours just barely.

You were deafeningly silent. He got you there, but you'd never confess it.

Even though you were still a sputtering mess, you had the foresight to take your diary and find it within yourself to be at least a little bit upset. “How the hell did you even get it? You shouldn’t invade other people’s privacy!”

Kaeya shrugged, as if he hadn't just blatantly asked you a humiliating question. “You dropped it on my doorstep last night. When you were helping me home from Angel’s Share?”

Your eyes shone with recognition. He was drunk, and you offered to take him home. You were beginning to rue your decision.

The words rolled off his tongue silkily. “I was going to return it to you this morning, but I couldn’t help but accidentally read your innermost thoughts.”

Damn him. You both knew that was bullshit.

Some of the tension in your shoulders poured out in ragged breaths as you tried to relax. “Are you satisfied now?”

You could still feel your cheeks flush with shame as he taunted you.

He pretended to look in thought. “Hmm... No.”

You felt the embrace of dexterous hands finding traction on your waist and velvety lips coming into contact with your own, before you could object or ask what he wanted from you. You melted in his touch, moving your lips against his in a slow rhythm.

It was relaxed, dulcet and completely unanticipated.

Kaeya pulled away from you, flashing you a teasing smile again. “You should really give me a step by step on everything you wrote about me in that little diary of yours. Perhaps I’ll make those fantasies come true.”

You felt your heart soar with delight, and you were utterly frazzled. What was he implying here? Kaeya had never made sense to you. Regardless, you wished Teyvat would devour you whole.

Your heart skipped a beat as you heard Kaeya's footsteps clicking away from you, and then he was casually strolling out the door, as if he hadn't just offered you the proposition of a lifetime.

He left your conscience scrambled.

“Wait a minute!” 

[khaenriahkhaenriah]

Three pyro girls enjoying the fireworks! And Kaeya, because he wants to be involved.

[rissaito]

free at last 🦋

[mmmairon]

I fear my hands may always be stained red

[ofbardsandmen]

birdbros.

[rect-bibi]

effinnnnnnnnnnn the more forward/teasing character gets flirted like once and suddenly explode yadayada

[kaeyachi]

KAEYANATION

Dilucnation and Rosarianation too

WE HAVE NEW ART

[cirkkaa]

About the traveler...

[chkn-kit]

okay i had to draw this au again cause they're so ARRGHGH

[lvnesart]

[Fatui AU]

Sparring again was a learning curve, Diluc was just lucky Kaeya couldn't hold a sword properly anymore

[dailyragbros]

in their defence, your honour… they were in snezhnaya 😈

[what-aboutno]

Big brother things

[yaeggravate]

can't wait for more alberich clan and dainsleif no last name clan family drama. last time dainsleif was like "your family started the abyss order" at kaeya only to immediately find out it was his own brother who was the mastermind. on top of that his brother is now a crystal and sacrificed kaeya's 8-year old cousin for land development. tune in to see how dain will embarrass himself next time

[fevekko]

day 2: betrayal! (please ignore how i am a week late with posting this...)

not sure if you can tell what the "betrayal" part of this is LMAO so i'll explain; we know that childe is pretty devoted not only to the fatui but to the tsarista as well and views her with a lot of respect; the betrayal aspect is childe questioning his devotions for the tsarista because of his devotion towards kaeya ! (hence the lines "my religion is love, is you")

this quote was taken from anne sexton's poem "sweeney", found in the poem book "the complete poems" by anne sexton! ^^

[seasicksilver]

so much chaeya on the tl, felt the urge to design fem!chaeya