Ruby🫐🍓| I love Diluke-Jiejie

Here is a Twitter moment for my arts. My media is quite clogged so if you want to view only my art, view it here. twitter.com/i/events/14680…

I just realized. Kluc both have long hair. Um…How do they sleep together, without laying on each other’s hair?

Even if you feel no one likes your work, there’s always one person who does and sees your potential and waits for more. That’s something to hold onto to, because someone believes in you no matter what.

When fic writers deletes their works, my heart shatters into a million pieces. I feel a piece of my soul is gone. I don’t care if a fic won’t be a bestseller. It still brings me joy and it’s even more joyous to see the writer become better. Aiya. Such a shame.

I bought a doujinshi earlier this year. I’m treasuring it with my life, because the love the artist put into it is too precious. I’ll be heartbroken if something happened to it, because the artist put so much time into making it.

AI slopもAI broも大嫌いだよ。

It’s a gross misunderstanding of his character.

I rebuke any interpretation that makes Diluc out to be some violent person who responds to annoyance with the most violent, over the top, way.

I still dislike those interpretations of kluc’s relationship where it involves Diluc be4ting Kaeya for no reason. Even though it’s been 5 years since this was prevalent, I rebuke this interpretation. Diluc would never.

Kaeya is a detective. He is a very competent one, but he has a secret in that he secretly works with the most feared mafia boss in Mond. Not only are they associates, they’re lovers too. What a great fic idea. Feel free to take this idea, because I won’t be able to do it well.

Diluc’s like a mafia boss, with all his associates and stuff. Kaeya’s technically law enforcement. Hmmmmm😏😏😏. The fics write themselves.

Diluc is the dawn in a literal sense. He protects the people of Mond as a beacon of hope.

I love how Kaeya waltzes into Diluc’s spaces. No matter what happens, nothing will keep him away from a chance to be with Wifey.

My dreams have the logic of a 5 year old.

If I knew how to run a business, I’d make a business where artists can get funding for projects, but I’m stupid and don’t know how that’d work. It’ll fail before it even starts.

Everyday, I think of becoming rich, so I can fund the dreams of my favorite artists and to help them keep doing what they love. Alas. I’m delulu.