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Kaeya raises his hand to wave Jean goodbye, his trademark smile hanging nonchalantly on his lips. The bard is playing and singing softly in the opposite corner of the tavern and between him and them the air is filled with happy chatter and laughter. A familiar auditory backdrop, perhaps Kaeya's favorite one - although anything beats the lonely silence of his room at the barracks.

Jean turns away and Kaeya's smile melts from his face almost immediately. His eyes get caught on the way her ponytail moves from one side to the other as she takes a step. Before he knows he leans forward, his hand reaching out to grab her wrist. "On second thought-" he starts, forcing the smile back on his face. "Would you join me for another drink?"

IT’S A RARE THING INDEED to find Jean in a tavern; lured away from mountains of paperwork and never ending sea of responsibilities to which she is shackled. She ought to be elsewhere, sorting through inventory or planning the next patrol route, but Kaeya has always had an uncanny knack for demanding her attention. She used to think it was his eyes, like following a shooting star to mischief and mayhem, yet these days she’d argue it’s his lopsided smile that demands she stay. There’s so much written in that singular expression, melancholy tucked away behind layers of secrecy she has yet to peel back - but she knows him well enough to know when he needs a friend, even without him having to say it.

❝It’s never just one.❞ Knowingly the blonde counters as his fingers ensnare her wrist, drawing her back even as her feet would sooner make their escape back to duty and honourable obligation. ❝…we’ll get talking, and before long, we’ll be four drinks deep and one of us will be up on that table giving even the most discerning of bards a run for their money.❞ It’s a gross exaggeration, but she speaks from experience. There’s always something dangerous about drinking with Kaeya. Not because he, by any stretch of the word is a threat, but simply because under the influence of liquid courage, secrets and sentiment are far too easily pried from the deepest corners of her soul.

Despite her protest however, there is no sign of the Acting Grand Master leaving; her footsteps stalling as she settled back onto the stool at his side. It’s rare for him to ask her to stay. To reach out and show any sign of vulnerability as if that alone can cleave cracks into his carefully crafted facade of confidence and charm. If anything it makes her worry about him. To concern herself with with whatever it is that is weighing so heavily upon already burdened shoulders.

❝I’ll have a coffee please, Charles.❞ Jean nods to the barkeep, before those calm blue eyes shift to the Captain at her side for just long enough to wriggle her hand free from his grasp and calmly coil her fingers around his own. ❝What’s on your mind, Kaeya?❞

#gunnhildred #( saved. )#A COFFEE???#J E A N #pls.#make that an irish coffee charles #i want that bad karaoke !

noteriezan1

Sealed Away

#( musing. )#( fanart. )#;A;

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#( ooc. )#EYE SCAR #gi spoilers

hanavbara

genshin impact as anime ✨ 🍃

#( musing. )#( fanart. )#this is AMAZING

Quick reminder that if you follow me first, I will assume that you have read and accepted my blog rules.

#( ooc. )

I actually really like Kaeya and Diluc seeing each other as brothers. I just also really like them not seeing each other as brothers 😃 I don’t get why it’s so hard for some people to understand that you can like both versions, just one version, or even dislike both and see them as frenemies. Just write whatever you want and let others do the same ✌

#( ooc. )#irregular salt post before i disappear again??#no i need to write with roxy hehe

ttvck

happy birthday to mr kaeya genshin impact🥳🥳

#( musing. )#( fanart. )

me: i wanna send roxy a meme me 5 minutes later: unless kaeya and lilia get really cool about a lot of stuff really quickly idk what to send in

#( ooc. )#THERE IS ONLY FILTH

mimsylost

What I understand from dialogues between Kaeya and Diluc

They are both idiots

#.pics #.kaeluc

thetravelerstales:

Closed Starter | @cryocavalry

Breakfast. The most important meal of the day, so the adage goes, and today’s delectable delicacies? Not only had Venti found some apples, but also a sweet and sticky glazed berry tart which totally hadn’t been pinched from a table out the back of the Dawn Winery. Next all he had to do was find a nice tree to perch up in and relax, legs swinging in the breeze munching away at his meal, enjoying cider and the view.

He’d thought he’d gotten away scot-free at first, but the softest of shuffling behind him down the meadow path gave a faint inkling there may have been eyes on him afterall. Still, until given a reason to assume he’d been caught, why confess?

Turning about, the bard found himself apparently tailed by the Cavalry Captain of the Knights of Favonius.

“Oh! Good morning, Kaeya!” With a chuckle, he hid the pastry folded in a cloth behind his back. “Out for a stroll as well, I see?”

“See, I also thought it is a good morning when I got out of bed today. Beautiful weather, not too much paperwork awaiting on my desk - what more could I ask for?” Kaeya says, taking a few steps closer before stopping as well. He hasn’t been following Venti for long - or known that it is the bard he’s tailing for that matter - but as Venti clearly isn’t in any hurry, it was easy to catch up with him after leaving the winery grounds. As busy as it is on some days, during these early morning hours not many of the staff are awake and around yet, so the trail Venti left behind was easy to track. Kaeya folds his arms before his chest and puts a hand to his chin with a thoughtful expression.

“It’s just that when I made my early morning round on the patio I stumbled upon a crime. Can you believe that? It appears someone’s made off with one of Adelinde’s tarts.” Kaeya’s gaze flickers to Venti’s arms, hidden behind the bard’s back. He smiles. “You wouldn’t happen to know anything about that, would you?”

#thetravelerstales #how dare you steal the tart that kaeya intended to steal

kemikorosu:

@cryocavalry | diluc&kaeya

► DILUC | Diluc reached out, giving the raptor an affectionate scratch atop her head before he stepped back. “Speedy recovery, my friend,” he spoke out, voice quiet and tender so it did not reach the other’s ears. Slowly, the wine tycoon stepped back before exiting the coop where Ripley nested. Once the door closed shut behind him, his crimson gaze flitted towards Kaeya. “Did Charles tell you?” There was a lilt of weariness in his tone, eyes tired, before he shook his head. “Doesn’t matter … “ A beat of silence and hesitation before he looked off to the side. “Thank you … For coming by. I’m sure Ripley appreciated it, too.” There was an awkward clear of his throat then s he reached out, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

Kaeya watches Diluc in silence, taking in every detail in the way he moves and looks, the affection in his features and gestures. He may present a fearsome enemy in battle but in private Diluc is still the gentle and kind-hearted person Kaeya got to know as a boy. It’s a relief to see that this side of him didn’t disappear over the years. “You know Charles,” he says vaguely, to answer Diluc’s question when he finally turns his attention to him. “He likes to talk once you loosen him up a bit.” And perhaps Kaeya has nurtured a certain willingness to keep him updated on things regarding Diluc and the Dawn Winery over the years, but no need to point that out.

Kaeya offers a smile when Diluc’s hand lands on his shoulder, the gesture a little too hesitant to feel natural. “Of course~ we’re old friends after all. How is she?” Kaeya keeps his tone light, but his gaze flickers over to the sick bird’s nest. He remembers their early days together, when she learned to spread her wings and Diluc spent hours upon hours binding her to him and training her as best he could. He knew back then that the bond between them was something special. But companions like that, no matter how much you love them, don’t usually get to stay with you for the rest of your life. Birds like Ripley can live a long time, but they too aren’t immortal.

Still, there’s no need to assume the worst. For Diluc’s sake Kaeya hopes she just had a bad lunch.

#kemikorosu #aww ;; that's cute #they watched it grow up together #so kaeya knows how much diluc cares for her #by old friends he means himself and ripley not diluc haha #cw animal death mention

failnaughtt

@cryocavalry asked: Kaeya shuffles closer on the bed, pressing up against the warmth of Diluc’s back. Carefully he reaches around him to brush the long tousled hair from Diluc’s face and behind his ear, exposing his neck in the process. With a smile that’s equal parts sheepish and mischievous Kaeya leans down to press a warm wet kiss to Diluc’s neck, resisting the urge to nibble at the soft skin. “Time to get up, Diluc,” he whispers into his ear. His hand curls around Diluc’s arm, squeezing gently. “We’ll be late for training.” There isn’t really a point in being so gentle with Diluc when the best way to wake him up on time is to be as loud and obnoxious as possible. For all his virtues, Diluc is terrible at getting up in the morning. But this is Kaeya’s favorite time of the day - when the house is still quiet and it’s just the two of them and the only thing he has to worry about is coaxing Diluc out of his dreams in the sweetest ways possible.

The grapes in Dawn Winery is arranged in a way that when the first light of dawn falls upon it, from Diluc’s window one could see a vast sea of grapes bathe in gold. However, Diluc is never awake in time to enjoy that golden hour before the sun climbs fully up the hills as the day transitions from the morning to the afternoon.

He groans as Kaeya moves in and presses himself against his back; in the north where Mondstadt is situated, the winds are always strong and blowing and the chill is something Diluc does not get used to. He turns, causing the hair to fall right back into his face, tousled and unruly as he sinks his face into Kaeya’s chest and wrap his arms around the other man’s waist, as if it could block away the sunlight seeping through the window from piercing his eyes. ❝Inspector Eroch didn’t make it mandatory, did he?❞ He asks, lightly, with the haze of sleep still thick in his voice. ❝I was hoping to sleep in…. It’s mostly just sparring, anyways. Not something I can’t do with you at any time of the day.❞ A yawn as he slips back into silence, now going so far as to happily wrap his legs around Kaeya’s hips and clinging to him like a koala would as he pulls him closer to himself.

The warmth that washes over him with having someone to huddle with puts a smile on his face (at this time, this age, certainly comes more easily compared to the man he’d soon become when he loses both his father and best friend to the woven strings of fate). Before he goes back to sleep he gives Kaeya’s sleeve a little tug, as if to ask for an affirmation. ❝Sleep in with me too, hm?❞

#pyrovigilante #( saved. )#🥺🥺🥺