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🔞Chicken Salt
@ChickennSalt
🔞 nsfw. 26. Gender fluid. I write about smut and angst. There are no sad endings here. Only happily ever afters. I rarely art. Maladaptive daydreamer.
Jan 27, 2022 • 111 tweets • 17 min read
#luckae donor daddy Diluc:
It was always Kaeyas dearest wish to have a family. One he could call his own without a shadow of a doubt. It was that wish, and a particularly idyllic day in mondstat with Klee, Bennet and Razor that lead to his decision.
He was going to have a baby. There was more to the decision then that, of course. Months, years, of wondering if this was something he could have. If it was something he should have. After all, who was he to have a family? Did he even deserve one?
Oct 8, 2021 • 215 tweets • >60 min read
#luckae TW// a/b/o / bitching / mpreg

Crepus didn’t die on that stormy treacherous night. He was badly injured though, enough to permanently disable him. Diluc was distraught, and Kaeya broke down and admitted everything about his past and identity. Begging for forgiveness. But Crepus had already known. He’d known since he found Kaeya, had seen the star in his eye and intricate black markings over his other. But he’d wanted to give Kaeya a good life regardless. He was just a child and children should not have to carry the sins of their parents.
Sep 26, 2021 • 12 tweets • 3 min read
Thread links!!! Abo Luckae nsfw//breeding //mpreg
Sep 22, 2021 • 186 tweets • 29 min read
TW// #luckae darknight hero/ secret identity sex / mpreg !!!

Another day. Another endless shift of Diluc having to witness Kaeya’s seemingly bottomless well of suitors clawing at him. Their hands would run down his arms. Their eyes would linger on exposed skin. And they would lick their lips like ravenous, slovenly wolves looking at a meal.