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dulcesiabits · 1 year

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rules of rationality.

summary: You’re one of the few people Alhaitham trusts to take care of him when he’s injured.

notes: 1.5k words, fic, mentions of injuries + blood, slight suggestive content

He always comes to you when he’s injured.

Alhaitham never explains why, and you know better than to ask. He simply shows up at your door, methodically reciting his list of potential injuries, as you guide him to the couch and press gauze and disinfectant on his wounds.

There could be any number of reasons that he’s been hurt, though you had joked that you didn’t think being the Akademiya’s Scribe was such a dangerous job when you first met him. Now, you think that it’s less of his job that’s the cause of all his little altercations, and more of a symptom of his personality.

“You might need stitches,” you say. “I recommend going to a doctor.”

You perch on the arm of your couch, right above where Alhaitham’s head reclines on a pillow. He’s stretched across the length of it, his legs dangling over the other end. You’ve wrapped the wound around his torso as best as you can, tending to the little cuts and scrapes littering his body. Despite Alhaitham’s claims of fragility, you know that he’s not bad in a fight. Who on earth had gotten the better of him?

“A doctor would ask too many questions.”

“You could die,” you say evenly.

“You wouldn’t let me. It would leave too much of a mess on your couch.” Amazing how even a lethal injury couldn’t cure him of his arrogance.

You brush a hand over his bangs, lightly skimming his forehead with your palm. He’s warm, but not feverish. Infection doesn’t seem to be too much of a risk, at least for now.

As many times as you’ve cursed his name, he’s right. You won’t let him die, not like this.

“Who was it?”

“That’s not important for you to know.”

“If you do die, don’t you want me to avenge you?” you ask.

“Vengeance would be a foolish risk with no clear reward,” he responds evenly.

You reach over and ghost your fingers down his cheek until you cup it one hand. He gazes back at you, unflinching. Alhaitham neither leans into your touch nor pulls away, but you know he wouldn’t have let you touch him if he didn’t want it.

“Why come to me?” you ask. You know the answer already, have heard it a dozen times already, but Alhaitham humors your little game.

“Why wouldn’t it be you?”

“You could go home and ask Kaveh to patch your wounds, too.”

“You know why I don’t.”

You do. Kaveh, as fond of him as you were, wouldn’t have handled the situation in a way that Alhaitham wanted. Kaveh would call the doctor, would demand names, would force Alhaitham to rest until he was healed.

On the other hand, you’re not nearly as kind as that. Maybe that's why Alhaitham always showed up at your door instead.

The first time an injured Alhaitham came to you was several years ago, when your partnership had just started, and you barely knew who he was. During your first meeting, he sought you out one day, as one of your shared confidants had given him your name.

“Someone is smuggling knowledge capsules out of Sumeru. You know who.” That was the first thing Alhaitham said to you, and it had been a statement, not a question.

You smiled curtly at his brashness, a stranger who cornered you in an alley without any fanfare. “Why should I tell you anything, stranger?”

“Make a deal with me. Knowledge for knowledge.”

“And what can you offer me?”

His eyes had bored into you, unwavering. “I can offer you the Akademiya.”

Well. The wayward scholars who stumbled into your grasp weren’t nearly as enticing as the Akademiya’s Scribe. This was a once in a lifetime deal, and who were you to refuse? Knowledge was precious, your only form of currency and power, and someone had just offered you the key to the nation’s treasury. As it was, the two of you dealt in knowledge, but very different kinds. So you would give him information about the backdoor deals crawling around Sumeru, the whispers in the marketplace, the late night rumors. In return, he would give you access to the Akademiya’s wealth of papers, to academic history, to information most could only dream of.

So you told him the location of the smuggling, wished him luck, and returned home during the evening to find Alhaitham bleeding against your doorway.

“Don’t get blood on my carpet,” you had said, unlocking the door so he could stumble in. It didn’t surprise you that someone as smart as Alhaitham could guess the location of your hideout; what did surprise you, however, was the reason why he decided to go to you.

“My roommate is nosy. He would ask too many questions. And going to the doctor means risking rumors spreading about my condition,” he had explained, not even out of breath as you wrapped gauze around the gash on his arm.

“And what makes you think I wouldn’t use this against you? Alert your enemies where you’re hiding?” you replied.

“An information dealer who backstabs their customers wouldn’t make it through the night.” And there it was again, his eyes on yours, eyes like cold steel before it bit into your throat.

You didn’t look away. “There might be a day I can’t save you, you know. But feel free to keep coming until then.”

And he did. And he had. And here Alhaitham is again, at the mercy of your rudimentary medical skills.

Alhaitham’s voice snaps you out of your musings. “You should watch your back. One of your clients is a rat.”

“Let me guess. They’re the one who gave you that little stab wound as a present?”

“Most likely. And the mercenaries they hired to attack me wanted to know your location.”

“What?” You rise from the couch. “They attacked you because they were after me?”

“They were after both of us. They just got to me first.”

You sink back down with a sigh. “Damn. I’ll move to a different place. This location could already be compromised.”

Alhaitham calls your name. “You could stay with me.”

You don’t look at him this time; instead, you card your fingers through his hair. Staying with Alhaitham wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world. You like Kaveh, and Alhaitham is still a member of the Akademiya; he would be under their protection, and so would you, by extension. It would be risky to move in, but it would also be risky to stay on your own.

But. But the knowledge that the only reason he’s injured is because he was protecting you makes something bitter choke your throat. The two of you are good business partners. You don’t want to lose the connections he affords you.

No, that isn’t true. You just don’t want to lose him.

“If someone is after both of us, then it’s too dangerous for us to be together. As soon as you’re feeling better, we need to leave.”

You’ll need to prepare for departure, then. Burn anything incriminating, remove any trace you lived here. You stand, checking Alhaitham’s wounds once again. Everything still looks fine.

“No goodbye kiss for your patient?” he says.

“Goodbye kiss? What, are you feeling sentimental now?”

“I’m just suggesting it because it looks like you’re the one who wants to kiss me.”

You roll your eyes. “Next time you stop by, I’m not opening my door.”

But you lean down and press your lips against his. He places one hand against the back of your head to pull you closer, and you nip at his lip in annoyance. As you pull away, you rest your forehead against his for a brief moment. He’s still warm, but not dangerously so.

The two of you are strictly business partners. Sure, you don’t kiss any of your other clients like this, but Alhaitham has always been an exception to your rules. For starters, the two of you meet frequently, even if you don’t have any information to trade. You pester him to meet at restaurants so you could order a nice meal and push the bill towards him. He’s always one of the first to know where your newest hideout is, even if you don’t tell him. And, normally you only deal with information; whatever your clients end up doing with it is none of your business. But you always follow up with Alhaitham… or maybe it’s more like he never leaves you alone, sticking by your side like a pesky burr.

It had started small, whatever “it” was. A hand on your back. Resting your chin against his shoulder. And then it escalated, so naturally you couldn’t stop it even if you wanted to. His hand on yours. Your lips against his. A night where he didn’t go home, and stayed by your side until the morning. And then more nights like that, to the point you might start fearing an empty bed.

Alhaitham is dangerous, in more ways than one.

With another quick kiss against his lips, you rise. “All right, Scribe, get some rest. You’ll need it.”

He doesn’t say goodbye, but you don’t expect one. There are never any farewells between the two of you, only the unspoken promise to survive, and see each other again.

#liya writes #genshin impact #alhaitham #alhaitham x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact imagines #alhaitham imagines #al haitham #al haitham x reader #SORRY HE HAS ME DOWN BAD IDK WHAT TO SAY #and i wanted to try writing a complicated relationship hehe

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casuellenjoyer · 1 year

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i cant deny the appeal of kaveh/alhaitham but my god they are so friends to lovers to exes to enemies to weird roommates/friends. now haitham is dating cyno while kaveh is questioning cyno’s taste in man even though he dated haitham before

#open your third eye and consider this dynamic #also tighnari and cyno are in queerplatonic relationship and takes care of collei together #cyno when he breaks the news of him dating haitham: collei how do you feel about having another dad?#blorbos that are sooooooo complicated #kaveh #alhaitham #cyno #cytham

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letheishere · 5 months

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kvthm merlin au where kaveh is merlin and alhaitham is arthur andnajdnjajd

mAgIc

#just thinking about the complicated relationship with his mother???#royal prat haitham #manservant kaveh but he gets to openly shit on the kingdom #and alhaitham lets him

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entropyvoid · 5 months

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Greater Sumeru Autism Polycule

This started off as a joke and sorta spiraled outta control just a teensy tiny lil bit. Honestly I would’ve liked to have slapped a bit more on there but uh. Paper space was limited. Transcript below readmore because I know my handwriting can be difficult for some to read? (Plus extra character interpretations/headcanons in italics.)

Disaster MLM half:

Cyno - Highly competitive, except towards Nari, who he practically reveres.

Tighnari - Designated mom friend. (Tighnari is a master of knowing when to be strict and when to be soft. He doesn’t take crap from anyone, but he’s also got a very kind and caring side that encourages others to open up/be vulnerable to him. He makes sure people are taken care of.)

Alhaitham - (He is often misunderstood by others as looking down on them and does nothing to correct their misconceptions or to try and make friends, so I imagine he may have been a bit surprised to basically wake up one day and find himself surrounded by people who look past that and see him for who he is, given that he is probably Teyvat’s most introverted person. He tends to analyze and pick apart the people he likes, like he’s examining them in a petri dish, and if he cares for them he will go out of his way to do silent favors. Not one to express affection verbally (I don’t think he knows how to communicate in a way that isn’t biting and critical,) he lets his actions speak for themselves, and if the other person doesn’t pick up on it, then whatever.)

Kaveh - (An emotional wreck who gives and gives and gives and gives and gives. The people who really stick in his life in the end though are the ones who support him, rather than the other way around, even though Kaveh does his best to try and keep his multitude of problems to himself.)

Kaveh and Alhaitham: Friends to enemies to roommates to lovers? (It’s complicated.) (Tsundere x Kuudere. Teyvat’s messiest gays, hands down. There is so much more to say about them than I have the room for here.)

Cyno and Tighnari: Anthro guy and his furry boyfriend, sweet and spend as much time together as possible, co-parenting Collei. (They’re very domestic with each other. Cyno lowkey lives for competition and usually bonds with others through it, but he doesn’t really do that so much with Nari, their relationship seems to be the exception. Perhaps because Cyno thinks so highly of Tighnari and has such a tremendous amount of trust for him that he just sort of believes Tighnari will succeed at whatever he does.)

Kaveh and Cyno: Met through Tighnari, and like each other a lot. Unbeknownst to Kaveh though, Cyno sees him as a comedic rival. (And thinks he’s very pretty.) (Kaveh is unaware of this. Both the Cyno thinking he’s pretty bit, and the fact that Cyno sees him as a comedic rival. Kaveh doesn’t even try to be funny, his rants about his roommate just sort of are by default.)

Cyno and Alhaitham: Like two tomcats having a standoff (homoerotic edition.) (Haitham is not typically a competitive person, but his respect and admiration for Cyno makes him sort of an exception, and each of them r e a l l y bring out the fight in each other. I think of their relationship as being much like the one between a shounen protag (in this case Cyno) and their rival (in this case Alhaitham.) They challenge each other, bring out the best in each other and have fun in the process, and form a close bond built on a deep level of mutual respect. A.k.a if Cyno is Yugi-coded, then Alhaitham is his Kaiba.)

Alhaitham and Tighnari: Met through Kaveh, lowkey awkward and shy towards each other in a way neither really expresses. They don’t quite fully know what to make of the other, but they do like each other. (Could become something more…?) (They seem to interact the least in the group, and Tighnari’s perception of Alhaitham is probably effected by Kaveh’s endless ranting and venting, but they’re both friendly towards each other and seem to like each other. But I’d like to see them interact more directly with each other. Plus - sometimes Alhaitham needs to be told he’s being a prideful idiot - and I think Tighnari’s the only person in his life who would be able to calmly break down and explain why he’s being an idiot, and Alhaitham would be very likely to listen to him.)

Tighnari and Kaveh: Long time besties, Nari is Kaveh’s designated venting buddy and his last anchor to sanity. (Tighnari is also particularly gentle with and supportive of Kaveh.)

Wholesome WLW half:

Dehya - Tripped and ended up with three girlfriends, and brought them all together. (Dehya probably gets propositions from a lotta starstruck swooning ladies, but it’s always while she’s on the job, and she’s a professional. Plus, I hc her as demiromantic, I just get the vibe that she’d only really want to date people she already knows well. She has a very tough reputation, but is very tender with her three weed smoking gfs.)

Dunyarzad - Is very active during her Elezar recovery and often travels to visit her various girlfriends and likes to bring them gifts. (I think she loves nature, and once she’s able to more freely move and explore without the threat of being locked away, I think nothing could stop Dunyarzad from going to see as much of Sumeru as she can. Dehya often accompanies her.)

Nilou - This is what punk looks like in Sumeru. (Local artist down to overthrow the government at the drop of a hat, is stuck in a constant struggle against the Akademiya to have the right to exist as herself publicly. Nilou’s incredibly badass, actually.)

Candace - Calm and comforting, Candace herself is like an oasis in the desert to those close to her.

Dehya and Dunyarzad: Lady and her knight romance. (Their adoration for each other is clear. Dehya’s too professional to date her employer, but all bets are off once she quits.)

Dehya and Candace: Two of the desert’s toughest warriors being ridiculously cute and wholesome together.

Dehya and Nilou: Dehya not only has a lot of respect for Nilou’s nonconformity and resistance, but also finds her adorable. Takes her out often.

Dunyarzad and Nilou: Long standing friends, now go on trips together often. (Nilou’s schedule is very flexible, so she’s often down to travel with Dunyarzad at the drop of a hat, where Dehya is sometimes preoccupied with a job. Plus, they totally both end up planning future Sabzeruz festivals together.)

Dunyarzad and Candace: Met through Dehya and quickly became close. Dunyarzad has a type, and it’s sweet yet badass women.

Candace and Nilou: Nilou’s always the most successful at getting Candace to step away from her duties in Aaru village and go have fun with everyone. (The others really don’t know how she does it.)

Aaaand the couple of bridges between:

Kaveh and Nilou: Unbreakable bond of the only two art kids in Sumeru. (Pls hoyo I need them to interact in canon.)

Alhaitham and Dehya: Alhaitham has a one-sided crush on Dehya, (and occasionally invites her to TCG nights,) while Dehya thinks he’s the weirdest friend she has. (I hc Alhaitham as the kind of bisexual guy who’s 99% attracted to men with like One Buff Woman thrown in there because. Frankly. I think it adds a really funny extra dimension to their relationship. Haitham has never met anyone as forthright and honest as Dehya, and admires that about her. Dehya would never reciprocate his feelings in a million years, she values him as a friend, but also finds him snooty and insufferable at times, and struggles to understand him largely because of the vast cultural/communication style gap between Akademiya scholars and Eremite mercenaries, though this is somewhat bridged by the fact that both of them are extremely honest, blunt, and upfront about what they think. Despite their differences, they are a fun duo.)

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mikwaa · 9 months

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I missed you

Prompt: You left on a mission, and it took a while to come back. And they are eager for you to come back.

Featuring: Kaveh, Kaeya, Alhaitham, Wanderer, Zhongli

Warnings: Only romance, suggestive at one point (nothing much), established relationship, spicy but nothing explicit.

A/n: No, I'm not begging someone to welcome me home like this. I swear.

Alhaitham:

Alhaitham was used to these missions of yours lasting days, sometimes even weeks. But this time he felt different, you had been away for a long time, and you had not given any sign of life. Normally you would always find a way to communicate with him, but that didn't happen this time. And these last few days it had become routine for him to stay up late, hoping that you would come into that house to fill the void he felt. But in the end, none of this happened, and he ended up just being overcome by sleep and tiredness. And there he was again, sitting on the couch immersed in his daily reading. He had already lost track of the time, his gaze shifted focus, one hour all his attention was devoted to the book, but at some point he kept staring at the door waiting for some sign from you. And just as he was about to doze off, his eyes so heavy they refused to stay open, he heard the door latch open, and he saw your silhouette. He even thought it was just the effect of sleep, he might be daydreaming or something, but soon those thoughts were put aside, as soon as he heard your sweet voice calling him. "Haitham?" You called him softly, not knowing if he was awake or asleep there on the couch. He blinked, once, twice, three times, before getting up and walking quickly towards you. "Are you okay?" His hands grabbed you around the waist, pulling you into his chest and wrapping you in a warm embrace. And you welcomed him, wrapping your arms around his body, letting yourself be carried away by the feeling of comfort it brought, you'd been away from home for days, nothing fairer than enjoying it. "Yes, I am. And you?" You snuggled into his neck, murmuring in a low, tired tone. One of his hands ran through your hair, gently stroking them, "I missed you, you took a long time." He whispers, full of tenderness in his voice. And he worried, a lot, especially when you disappeared and didn't give news like that. His mind would think of so many things, that sometimes he couldn't even close his eyes with worry. "Sorry, things got more complicated than I expected." And you gave him a little kiss on the lips, as a compensation for staying away. And he stared at you with those eyes that reminded you of emeralds, this while he smoothed a scratch on your face with his thumb, gently dragging his finger all over the area. "We have to take care of that, you can tell me how things went while I bandage it up." And to be honest, all he wanted was to keep you like this in his arms. All because he was dying of longing. Even though he was all serious, with you he showed a different side. More caring and loving, he hated to think of losing you, it drove him crazy. With that, once you walked through that door and back into his arms, his heart ceased, and he took comfort in your touch. Which he missed so much.

Kaeya:

It was late at night, but for Kaeya the night had just begun. He was in his living room, enjoying a good wine, already on his fourth glass. Even though everything seemed peaceful, his mind was full of thoughts, and all of those thoughts involved you. Suddenly a commission had come your way, and it had been two weeks since you had been out to solve the problem. Yet you and Kaeya always communicated, often by letters, you always sent him letters frequently. But not this time, he didn't receive any letters from you, and it was driving him mad. He had looked for you in many places, used his position as a Cavalry Captain to try and find you, but he had no trace of you. All he could do was sit and wait, wait for you to knock on his door, and only then would he be reassured. And as if the Archons had heard his prayers, someone knocked on his door. His heart began to skip beats as soon as he heard the sound at the door. He hurried to open it, only to see the little face he had missed so much. He was quick to pull you into a hug, nestling you in his arms, not leaving a gap for you to let go. "Someday you'll kill me with anticipation." He chuckles, as he murmurs against your ear. And you laughed back, clinging onto him even tighter, if that was even possible. "I'm back, I'm not leaving anytime soon." You nod at him, and he pulls away a little, only to pull you into a passionate, tender kiss. Surely he wanted to take you to the bedroom and make love with you passionately, to make up for lost time. But he wanted to hear you out first, to take you in and make you feel wanted, just like you were. He would surely want to know the story in full detail. "I'd be going crazy if I let you out again." With a cocky smile he says, his eye scanning every inch of your face. Archons, how he missed you. You put your hands around his neck as he leaned you against the closed door. "I have so much to tell you, if it's up to me we're both going to spend the night awake." And honestly he didn't care, the next day he would make up an excuse for missing work. All this just to have the pleasure of seeing you wake up in his arms, and to have an even greater pleasure of keeping you in the soft bed with him. "Not for that," And he points to the wine and the glass on the table, "I'll prepare some snacks for both of us, and get another glass." And he pulls away from you, not before stealing another kiss. And if it were up to him, you'd be there until the morning, just enjoying each other's company. And maybe even something more will happen, it will help a lot to make up for his missing you.

Kaveh:

Days and days pass, and Kaveh is almost in a state of panic. Every moment you don't signal if you are okay to him, his heart freezes. He just can't think of anything else, all he wanted most was to have you by his side, and he would trap you in his arms in a way that you couldn't even get out if you wanted to. That was the thought that kept him sane, he assured himself that you would come back to him soon. All he could do was count every minute, he even tried to focus on personal projects, but he just couldn't concentrate, all the time looking out the window anxiously, hoping you would show up. And as if by magic, as soon as he looked through the window he saw you, in your shabby clothes and carrying that heavy bag you always carried on long trips. And he ran out of the room, heading for the door to welcome you. And he was the first to open the door, wasting no time to take you in his arms, "You almost killed me! Do you know how worried I was?" And just as quickly as he put you in his arms, he let you go and looked you over from head to toe. "I'm fine, don't worry, I just need a good bath and a few cuddles, and I'll be brand new!" You say with a little smile, but that wasn't enough to convince him. "You're all scratched up, your clothes are all tattered." He said it like an complaining old man, but the tenderness and compassion in his eyes didn't fade in a minute. "It's all right, really." You gently put the palm of your hand on his cheeks, and he snuggled in. Once he felt your touch, he quieted, as if the emptiness in him had been filled. He took your hand and kissed it, then kissed all the way down your arm to your shoulder, "I missed you so much." You took his face in your hands, cupping it, "You don't know how much I wanted to come home." And then, he began to shower your face with kisses, whispering between each one, "You're not going to leave me again, are you?" And then again, " Heavens I love you so much." With a final kiss on your lips. You smiled against his lips, you couldn't take how adorable Kaveh could be. It seemed to take his lips off yours was a bit of work, because he really didn't want to, just like you. But you needed a good bath, clean clothes, and good food. "I'll prepare food for you, your tummy is rumbling isn't it?" He asks softly, while his forehead rests on yours. With a giggle you nodded, and he took you by the hand and led you to the kitchen, "Stay here while I prepare it, I want to hear everything that happened." And besides, he would definitely help you take care of the bruises. "Okay, I'll tell you detail by detail." You say it with a bright smile, and he comes over and gives you another kiss on the cheek. Surely he wouldn't let go of you, he would be the rest of the day like a sly child after you. As soon as you finished doing the rest of your chores, he would hug you and tell you everything that happened in the last few days. Just as he would be a great listener, he couldn't wait to spend a whole day with you.

Zhongli:

As the patient and calm man that he was, Zhongli didn't stress over silly things, however there were things that left him with a flea behind his ear. And one of those things was when you went out on those dangerous and long missions, sometimes he didn't even know when you were going to be back, and that made him a little apprehensive. And there he was, in his office at home, having a cup of tea, reading some contracts he needed to review. As attentive as he was to what he was doing, he couldn't help but have thoughts about you, about when you would return to that house that had suddenly become so empty. Since it was already considerably late, Zhongli had given up hope that you would return that day. But there was still that little glimmer of expectation that he would sleep next to you that night, he missed it so much. And so, he heard the 'click' of the door opening, soon revealing your countenance, which he missed so much. "Awake at this hour?" It was the first thing you said as soon as you saw him, and you would pay just to see the sparkle in those eyes all day long. And he stood up, putting all those papers aside and giving you his full attention. "I have been eagerly awaiting your arrival my dear." He held your face, thoughtfully stroking your cheeks. "I hope I haven't kept you waiting too long." Relaxing your face in his hands you say, and he immediately gives you a breathtaking smile. He pulled you into a hug, just to feel you in his embrace, whispering to you, "No matter how long I wait, all that matters is that you always come back to me." The velvety voice that always surprised you, that always gave you goosebumps. The love that oozed from his every utterance. And you clung to him more, it was the best thing to come home, to be welcomed with such tenderness and love, what more could you ask for? You kissed his neck lightly, softly saying, "I'll always come back to you." And he gave you a satisfied smile, you could not give a better answer. As much as his mind was full of bad ideas that could happen to you, so every time you came home safe and well, it was a huge relief to him. "I'll make something for both of us, you can go take a hot bath and put on more comfortable clothes." He strokes your hair, holding you by the chin and giving you a gentle, loving kiss. And he didn't want to let you go, genuinely didn't, but he was content with the fact that he could hold on to you for the rest of the night. He parted your lips from his, his fingers playing with your hair, and then he whispers again, "But first, can you give me one more kiss?" And he asks as if it's been forever since he last placed his lips against yours. And so it was done, he gently pressed his lips against yours, letting himself be carried away by the sensation it brought him. He was craving you so much that he couldn't help himself, as if his skin, his body, everything about him was begging for you. You were the only one capable of giving him that feeling, and it took his feet off the ground every time. With that last kiss, his plans changed, now he would join you in the bath. And then he would prepare the best food, he couldn't wait to take you to the shared room and there he would vent all the tension he felt these past few days. Just to let you know how much you were missed by him these days.

Wanderer:

Normally, Wanderer didn't mind too much when you left for these commissions, you were always very competent and always came back soon. But this time it had been almost four weeks since you had signaled anything, you had left, just saying it would be another one of your assignments. You had always been very secretive when it came to this, so he hadn't even bothered to go into details. However, now he felt a certain distress that you were spending so much time working like this, and even more so without giving any news of your whereabouts. From time to time he would walk around the city of Sumeru, hoping to find you somewhere, but he never succeeded. And he had already done that for the day, what was left was to go home and wait for you, and he didn't even know why he was giving so much importance to that. And as soon as he set foot inside the house, he was greeted with a hug, which was already familiar. "I thought you forgot about me." You say in a joking tone. And as if he needed this more than anything, he wrapped his arms around you, pressing you tightly against his body. "You and your silliness, I would never do that." In an annoyed grumble he answered you, his hands clasped around your waist. You lifted your face a little, just enough to kiss him lovingly on the cheek. His fingers tightened around you, signaling that he was enjoying it. "You shouldn't take so long on these missions." He grumbled at you, but you knew he wasn't angry, he was missing you. "I promise I'll spend more time at home." And this time you give him a kiss on the lips, slowly to enjoy the moment. And instead of rejecting it, which he would never do with you, he gladly accepted it, wanting it as much or even more than you. "I think you'd better comply." He manages to murmur during the kiss, meeting you voraciously as he presses his lips against yours. And then he finds your hand, and wraps his fingers around yours in a clear sign of affection. His free hand roaming around your waist, but he still held you tight. After a while he stops, just to admire your beautiful face, which had a pink tint. And without you expecting it, he kissed you all over your face, and you can bet he was as red as you were. His heart was pounding more and more, at the same time that he was reassured that you were home, he could not contain the excitement that ran through his body. You're there, you were finally there. "I love it when you do that." You say softly, and he gives you a little smile, still holding you in his arms. That was a more than accurate indicator for him to continue his advances, he might not say it with words, but certainly his attitudes showed how much he enjoyed seeing your reactions. With every touch, every kiss, every time his skin brushed against yours, he loved every little face you made. The way he looked at you gave away how much he cared. With a soft kiss on your lips he whispers, "Stay here longer, the house is empty without you." Your heart warmed at the phrase, and you pulled him into a deeper, more passionate kiss. And he just dived into the wonderful taste your lips had. And he is immersed in the delicious emotion he felt at that moment. And it was only then that he realized that he needed you there, just so things would make some sense. And surely, he would show you how great his feeling for you was.

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milkb0nny · 1 year

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🤍...𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒉𝒚 𝒔/𝒐

characters: Al Haitham, Dan Heng, Gepard Landau, Itto

content: the men being in a relationship with a shy and introverted s/o // fluff // gn! reader

warnings: none

🍃... 𝑨𝒍 𝑯𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒎

▫️becoming a couple was a rather hard mission you both had. You were to shy to approach him and he wasn't too bothered to initiate anything. Honesty Al Haitham was a little afraid of a rejection too. So thanks to Kaveh who pushed you both to go on dates, you are now a couple.

▫️Your shyness doesn't bother him. He appreciates the friends you have and at the same time prefers a more shy and introverted partner. He can relax and read books while you two spend quality time at home. So with that being said your shyness is kinda a blessing for his rather calm soul.

▫️PDA isn't a thing at all. He doesn't want to make you uncomfortable kissing or cuddling you in public. It's already a stressful situation. Al Haitham is always behind you keeping an eye on you to make sure you're okay. Only on days where a few people cross the streets he likes to give you a kiss on the cheek. Your flustered face is too cute.

▫️After some time in the relationship he got to know what's too much and what's not too much for you. He likes to tease you a little when he changes clothes (he does it in front of you) but he won't pressure you into something. That's a no no and he knows that. If you want to initiate something but can't do it or say it, he takes the time to explore it himself and maybe he'll hit the right guess.

▫️When you're shy about... Well anything sexual related or other issues, he'll hand you a notebook he bought for communicating. If you want to he'll leave the room or stay by your side. He'd wait until you're done and read what you wrote down. This technique makes it very easy to reveal complicated feelings and helps you to handle sensitive topics.

▫️All in all he's very considerate of your shyness and hesitant behavior towards topics or people. He'll try to always pay attention and make you feel most comfortable. Al Haitham is a great husband and a trustable companion.

🍃... 𝑫𝒂𝒏 𝑯𝒆𝒏𝒈

▫️Dan Heng is quite a shy person himself. Of course he's not afraid to say something or he's upfront when something bothers him but when it comes to relationships he's not quite sure how to handle them. He never had a relationship before or... A deep connection like between you. So the new feelings are quite a challenge for this young man.

▫️Your relationship consists of a lot blushing, giggling and awkward situations. But that's no issue since every day you both get more comfortable with your feelings and touches. You two grow together and explore your relationship.

▫️You kinda like how Dan Heng relates to your feelings. He understands whenever you feel a little weird and you totally get how he feels when he blushes and feels embarrassed. It's a benefit and misunderstandings are a rare occurrence.

▫️March and Himeko are very supportive and give each of you advice if something goes wrong or you want to express something. Dan Heng started reading romance books in secret so he knows how to take you on nice dates or make you happy. Of course he knows most of it is fiction but as long as it doesn't come off as too cheesy he achieved his goal.

▫️Most of the time you stay on the express and enjoy your time. You spend a lot of time reading and listening to music. Sometimes you play with Pompom together. Dan Heng smiles more often since you two are a passionate couple.

🍃... 𝑮𝒆𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑳𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒂𝒖

▫️As we all know this guy does blush a lot and it increases when you both get to know each other. He finds you adorable and your shyness makes you even cuter. That you're introverted means he has to protect you from fewer people so more time for the two of you.

▫️He'll be the lead most of the time. He plans dates in quiet areas. You know he puts a lot of effort in your relationship and to make it up to him, you cook nice dishes and gift them to Gepard. His cheeks flush and he thanks you greatly. He loves how you use your time to be creative and your proud face brings him joy.

▫️Be aware that this man is a touchy man. He hugs you a lot and seeks for your attention. You don't mind it since he gives you the hugs you need anyways. Because he's so open and honest about his love towards you, you feel loved and cherished. You don't feel pressured to do anything or overcome your shyness since he's always there and you know that.

▫️Gepard is so kind and gentle that you grow out of your shyness due to his touches and adoration. It happens naturally and with time. He never said he's bothered by your hesitation and he never expressed such emotions as well. Of course he wants you to feel free but it's no use pushing you into a cage full of pressure. Rather he loves you to soften you up.

▫️Still he blushes frequently and is also embarrassed on a daily. It makes you two laugh and have fun. Even the awkward and goody situations are a good lesson and strengthen your bond.

🍃... 𝑰𝒕𝒕𝒐

▫️You're safe with him. Itto has a soft spot for you and he'll handle you like a bubble. He's carful and loving with you, always giving you a warm smile and a peck on the shoulder. He knows you're shy.

▫️He confessed first and you're glad he caught your small hints. You didn't want to be too obvious with your crush but he picked the signs up and asked you straight up to be his partner. He makes life easier for you. Honestly you always thought he was more oblivious but turns out he pays attention to every single detail about you.

▫️Itto is a warm person and you appreciate how much he wants to show you the world. Itto wants you to explore so many things since you didn't experience much due to your introverted and shy personality. He'll take you to great restaurants, breathtaking spots to admire the sunset or nice hotels. He knows the golden spots.

▫️On your journey you soften up and are more confident to maybe order ice cream or ask Itto to get you something. Itto is so supportive that he'll buy you the thing you want thrice.

▫️When you get invited to events by your friends he comes along with you. Whenever your mood changes negativity he'll drag you out of the occasion and enjoys the silence with you. He knows loud music and many people exhaust you. You love this man so deeply for being caring yet funny.

#arataki itto #itto headcanons #alhaitham #al haitam x reader #al haitham headcanons #dan heng x reader #dan heng #genshin impact headcanons #gepard landau x reader #gepard landau #honkai star rail x reader #honkai star rail #genshin impact #genshin x reader

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cocrante · 4 months

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Kavetham family au where Kaveh's daughter is going through tough times at school, dealing with apathetic teachers and bullies. However, when she returns home, she doesn't tell her dad anything. Every time Kaveh tries to ask, she answers:—"I'm fine, we didn't do anything at school" with a smile so forced that Kaveh knew something had happened, but he doesn't know how to intervene, and it's worrying him

Later, since he started a relationship with Haitham, he tells him about the complicated situation with his daughter. He doesn't want to involve Haitham in these matters, especially since they've just started dating, but he didn't know who else to turn to. Haitham reflects on it and one afternoon, while spending time at Kaveh's house and looking after the girl instead of the dad, he brings up the "school" topic, discussing his own childhood experiences of being isolated from the class. That simple conversation reassures the girl, and for the first time, she opens up to that man. "Promise you won't tell my dad" she said seriously, a bit embarrassed. "Why do you want to keep it a secret?" he asked in return, not liking to have secrets with Kaveh. "Promise!" she insisted. Haitham sighed but, extending his pinky finger, replied:—"Promise"

#📌 : wip #kavetham #haikaveh #kaveh #al haitham #genshin impact #family au #kavetham family au

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lovesick-boo · 1 year

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a night with alhaitham.

summary; a tranquil night spent with your boyfriend, alhaitham where you two read in each other’s presence.

character(s); alhaitham

themes/warnings; gn!reader. fluff, established relationship

notes: oh my goddd im finally posting something again?? i swear my motivation went on a vacation (this is so short ik im sorry 😭)

sleepy nights spent with alhaitham are relaxing. dreamy hours of solace where you two would simply bask in each other’s presence. a hazy slice of blissful comfort, where the weights of responsibilities are lifted off of your shoulders and you’re simply left with cloudy relaxation with your boyfriend.

“what are you doing?” he leans over your shoulder, putting down his own book as you stare at yours, confusion painted on your face.

“trying to read one of your books.” you huff, frustrated at the fact that it’s been half an hour and you’ve just been re-reading the first two pages over and over again. every word used seemed to be some over complicated synonym of an otherwise simple word and it was horribly confusing. however, you expected no less from a book that alhaitham owns.

“my books are too complex for anyone else but a scholar to understand.” he replies, not in a condescending way, simply as a fact. “why not read one of your own books?”

“because… i wanted to try reading one of yours for once!”

he blinks at you in confusion, “why would you want to do that? you’ve never shown any prior interest in my books before.”

“well… i just wanted to try, okay!” you reply, not completely knowing yourself why you decided to pick a book from his collection.

“you wanted to simply try? that’s it? there’s no logical point to that.”

you roll your eyes, groaning as you defeatedly put the book down, “whatever. i give up.”

alhaitham stays silent for a few moments before picking you up and placing you on his lap.

“hey!— er, what are you doing, haitham?” you yelp in surprise as he pulls you onto his lap.

“here, i’ll explain in simpler terms what each sentence means.” he replies dryly, wrapping his arms around your waist with the book in his hands. his grip on you was firm, leaving no space for you to escape his grasp. the scribe carefully opened it to the first page, eyes slowly gliding across the words as he explains what each sentence and term means in great detail.

despite the fact that you still couldn’t understand a word, since his idea of a ‘simple’ explanation was even more complex than the original book, you still rested on his lap in silence, intently listening to each word he said.

#alhaitham x reader #al haitham x reader #genshin x reader #reader x alhaitham #alhaitham x you #reader x al haitham #al haitham x you #boo’s.fics

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prettyboykatsuki · 1 year

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✭ tags ; reader is a seductress + a dom, reader is kavehs lover, kavetham implied but they're both idiots, implied polyamory, implied nsfw in general, reader is fem (wears make-up, refers to themselves a woman, smoking and drinking, 18+

"If you're looking for Kaveh, he'll be back home late."

Your voice startles Haitham as he walks into the kitchen. It's already late, as is. Knowing Kaveh, there's some assignment he's only tending to last minute. It's not an usual situation.

Nor is it unusual to see you in their shared apartment, thought Al-Haitham is not pleased with that. It catches him off guard today because he's only just woken up. He does a good job maintaining a routine, but acting as Grand Scribe has taken quite the toll on his sleep.

So, he went to be early and only woke to grab a glass of water to find you in the kitchen. You're doing what you always do -hard liquor in a chilled glass and a rolled cigar on an ash tray.

He frowns at you, leaning on the wall besides him with his arms crossed. He rubs the sleep out of his eyes briefly.

"Then why are you still here?" He asks. You laugh.

"He begged me to wait for him. Said he'd get lonely if I left,"

It sounds like something Kaveh would do. Al-Haitham shakes his head. "Why are you smoking and drinking in the middle of the night again in the first place?" He says, mostly trying to make conversation the best way he knows how. The two of you have a complicated relationship. It's not easy for him to talk to anyone.

But it's even harder trying to talk to the person his roommate is seeing. Al-Haitham doesn't know the extent of your relationship. How Kaveh the romantic has turned into your lapdog is a mystery to him, even more so that you both seem pleased with the arrangement.

You're the type of person he doesn't know to approach or care too. He can't ignore you, either - something he finds just as frustrating. He leans into being his usual self, sardonic and dry, but it feels forced.

And worse, you notice that feeling too. You take a long drag from the cigar rolled, blowing the smoke out. The nicotine is an expensive import, Al-Haitham knows from the scent alone. Richer and floral are the ones you smoke most often.

You pick it up and take a drag, take a sip of your liquor, and push the smoke out between your lips.

"I'm a very naughty woman, Haitham," You reply, voice tinged with sarcasm and confidence and all sorts of things Al-Haitham can't decipher "With a lot to think about it. It relaxes me,"

"It's bad for your health."

"So is being a Grand Scribe," You reply smoothly. He frowns.

"I can't understand what he sees in you," He says bluntly, cutting to the chase. The abrupt change makes you laugh but it's true. Al-Haitham doesn't understand your relationship to Kaveh in the slightest.

"Kaveh is a big boy," You say, avoiding his question on purpose "If you're worried, you can always ask him. He won't be angry,"

"Asking him is useless," He states matter-of-factly "Once he sets his eyes on something, that's all he can think about. You'd give me a better answer than he could."

"Always one for objective truth, aren't you Grand Scribe?"

"Acting Grand Scribe,"

"Akademiya and their semantics," You say with a fake pout, a mockery of him really "Then, Acting Grand Scribe, what's your question? Are you curious about me and your little darling boy?"

Hearing you say that irritates him. Why it does, he has no clue. You laugh as he's lost in thought.

"Are all scholars so inept with their feelings? How silly," You say to yourself before looking at him "Not my circus, really. You're a grown-up, aren't you Haitham? You have no clue what it is he 'sees' in me?"

"Contrary to his ridiculous personality, Kaveh is quite caught up with feelings. So it's not as simple as sleeping with you," He says.

"He likes me. I like him quite a bit. What's left to be confused about," Your voice is wispy, knowing - like you know the question that even he can't say aloud "Would you like all the details? Are you curious about how your suave casanova acts in my bedroom?"

He stares at you for a while after you've said it. It's weird. It all feels so foreign.

You giggle where you're sitting, taking a sip of your drink. Al-Haitham fixes his eyes on your mouth, the smudge of your lip stain. Eyes darkened with kohl, painted lashes.

"Oh, dear. Aren't you pent up? No wonder you're so curious about a question you know the answer too. I can hear you reciting your notes through those walls, Haitham. I'm sure you can hear us, too,"

He feels his heart beat over and over.

"You know very well how I like to take care of Kaveh, don't you? What kind of pretty sounds he makes, all high-pitched and needy. Quite cute when he's like that," You say, amused at him. He can feel the blood rush to his face. Somewhere else too. What's wrong with him?

"I can make you sound like that too, Al-Haitham. Kaveh won't mind. In fact, he'll be pleased I think."

What's wrong with him?

"Come a little closer, won't you?"

For a minute, Al-Haitham wonders if he's really lost his mind. If this is a sleep induced fantasy he's playing over and over. It only occurs to him that it's real when he smells the scent of tobacco. Tastes it in the back of his mouth.

Against his better judgement, he takes a step towards. Like a siren song, he can't seem to turn away. It's all so frustrating.

"What a good boy," You hum, pleased. He swallows thickly.

He can't control his curiosity for it, no matter how hard he tries.

#writing tag #alhaitham x reader #genshin impact x reader #i cannot focus w my eyes rn at all so if theres a lot of errors Sorry

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one-more-fangirl · 10 months

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al haitham—confusing man

al haitham confuses the shit out of you. always has, always will.

he has never been one to like the spotlight, his nightly pouts and grumbles about his new charge as the grand master acting grand master only highlight that fact (“why must they call for me at every hour of the day? i mean i can barely leave my office! they are such pests, honestly” he will deny ever whining, by the way). still, it’s a weird combination with how his “zero fucks given” at everyone else’s opinions of him.

the asshole—because he’s an asshole, one you’re in love with, but an asshole nonetheless—has the audacity to scoff at you every time you look over at him with furrowed brows and a concentrated shift in your eyes, as if you’re trying to decipher the most complicated scroll the akademiya has to offer. he scoffs because unlike you, he has no trouble at all understanding you and the things you do. granted, you make sense when this man, doesn’t.

we’ve established that you’re very much in love with haitham. the feeling is incredibly reciprocated. like, incredibly. he’s a bit stoic and he’s also a bit of a grumpy pants and a little shit, but he’s so soft (to your absolute surprise, not that you’re complaining). this is the guy that brushes off every crumb that’s left around your lips and then eats it, the guy that that plays footsie fights with you under the library and cafeteria tables, that opens the doors and pulls out the chairs for you, who glares at whoever makes you uncomfortable until they run away—and isn’t afraid of start verbal passive aggressiveness either—, and the guy that latches on to you every night and late afternoons when he gets out of his office.

this man is putty in your hands.

so why oh why, does he avoid your affection? this is a relationship, a two-way road, he deserves to receive as much as he gives. yet in the month and a half that your relationship has been a thing—after years of pinning, kaveh would like to add—al haitham has refused to accept any other form of affection that wasn’t holding hands, a brush of your hand through his hair or cheek, or a quick hug.

"why are you like this?" you all but blurt at the cafeteria.

al haitham looks up from his book, and scoffs.

"don’t scoff at me, i’m serious!" you whine, "you’re looking so pretty there reading whatever book that is and i wanna shower your face with kisses, but i know you won’t let me! you’ve no idea how hard it is to contain myself."

"i would’ve thought you’d have more self-restraint," he comments, returning to his pages.

a huff leaves your lips, and if al haitham didn’t know any better, he’d think you’re going to leave it at that. but he’s smart, and he knows better, so he’s not surprised when not even ten seconds later, you’re back on track.

"it’s just- it’s weird! ‘cause i know you’re not ashamed of me, and i know you don’t like it when others meddle in your life because “it’s not their business”," you rant, adding a little imitation of your boyfriend, who is looking at you again, amusement swirling in his eyes, "but you never give a shit about doing what you want!"

as you ramble on about how weird he is, and how you don’t understand why he’s so against of kisses, al haitham only stares at you. the tips of her ears have started to grow hot, and he’s overly aware of how the heat is probably starting to leave a rosy trail on his neck and cheeks. he fights the urge to hide his face behind his book.

"i mean at this point, i’m starting to think you’re scared!" when you say it, it comes out with a chuckle, a “ridiculous, i know” message behind it. and that’s when al haitham chokes on air and is attacked by a coughing fit.

you blink thrice. one, two, three. three times. boyfriend’s dying next to you, you just stare. by the time he’s done and over—no thanks to your help—your brain cells have finally decided to connect. his book is usually lower than that, his ears and red and it is not because of the coughing, and he’s avoiding your eyes. you soften them in response, reaching a hand to take his.

"you don’t have to be scared, baby. it’s okay," your smile is understanding, and alhaitham hates it.

his other hand runs through his hair and falls on his face, the book forgotten on his lap. whether he’s frustrated or trying to hide his embarrassment, who knows. in the end, he sighs. he seems to have accepted his fate, and coming clean should prove to be the smartest move.

so, he turns to you, and still hesitant, meets your eyes. it’s rare to see this man flustered, the fact that it’s because of something he has to tell you sparks a tiny smugness in your chest, tingling. small smirk tugging, you sink your teeth. keep it in, this is serious.

"so," he starts, "i uh- i’ve never... i wanted to- shit," alhaitham ends up clearing his throat, his ever growing blush taking up most of his face now, "i wanted our first kiss to be special. because i’ve never kissed anyone so i wanted to make sure i did it right."

awe. he’s adorable. i mean look at him, still forcing himself to look you in the eyes, even when it’s painfully obvious he wants to take the book back and hide behind it forever. worse, he’s spotted your small smirk, and he’s already frowning and taking his hand back.

"no, no, no, wait!" you chase him when he speeds away, having to run to catch up to him. this asshole can really get away when he wants to, "haitham, hold on, come back! i’m not making fun of you."

curse his long legs, he’s already out of the place and in the hallways when you finally make him stop. stubborn as ever, and a little bit hurt, he looks ahead. curse his height, too.

"i’m not making fun of you," you repeat, taking his hand again, "it’s just, i can’t help but feel giddy that you’ve never had your first kiss, and that you want it to be me," the small smile shows up once more, "but you don’t have to worry about making it special, because anything with you is."

he doesn’t miss a beat.

"that’s so cheesy," his nose curls back as he looks at you.

you scoff.

"says the guy who’s so worried about kissing me special."

"fuck you."

"no, i want that to be special too."

#al haitam x reader #al haitham #al haitham genshin #al haitham fluff #al haitham x y/n #al haitham x you #genshin impact #genshin impact fluff #genshin scenarios #genshin impact x reader fluff #genshin x reader #genshin x y/n #genshin impact x you #genshin fluff

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ikaroux · 2 years

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Learn to love yourself

Synopsis: There are things about you that you can hate. Curves that are too pronounced. A face that is too round. A more self-effacing character. And you sometimes wonder, "Why did he choose me?"

Style: F!reader, Cute, sweet, loving, reassuring, established relationship.

Alert: Some NSFW for some characters, but nothing explicit.

Characters: Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya, Xiao.

Note: I put the Florent Pagny song in my head with this title...

It's short, but it's just what you need to relax ❤️.

I only did Diluc, Zhongli, Kaeya and Xiao but let me know if you want me to do other characters in the "learning to love each other" theme (Venti, Albedo, Kazuha, Tartaglia, Dainsleif, scraramouche, Ayato, Itto, etc...)

I am currently writing the sequel to "how are they with their pregnant companion?" Featuring: Al Haitham, Dottore, Pantalone, Ayato, Itto, Heizou and Cyno. I already finished the first two!

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"That's not right either…"

With a dejected look, you threw the garment you were holding onto the floor, among so many others you had tried on before. A heavy sigh escaped you as you looked sadly at your scantily clad reflection in the stand-up mirror that your sweet Diluc had bought for you. You thought you were ugly and fat… How could Diluc love you or even want you with such an unattractive body?

Your hands went to your hips, feeling the flesh there… You had always had "love handles," making your figure unattractive to you. But that wasn't all. Your eyes fell on your thighs, which you found too thick and not sensual enough.

Tears stung your eyes as your thoughts turned to all those beautiful women who were circling your lover. They were all so beautiful, so why had Diluc chosen you? The image of Jean came to mind. She was such a beautiful, attractive woman, and with her intelligence, she and Diluc would have been the most beautiful couple in all of Mondstadt.

Plunged in your thoughts, you hadn't noticed that the man you loved had returned to your common room, a worried expression on his face.

"Y/n? Is something wrong? I was expecting you for breakfast, but…" - His surprised eyes landed on the pile of clothes thrown carelessly on the floor. He analyzed the scene carefully before casting his gaze on you. His head lowered, your arms came to cover your chest, which was dressed in a simple bra. Diluc cautiously approached you, removing the gloves that covered his hands before placing them delicately on your hips.

"What's wrong, honey?" - He whispered. You could feel his breath on your shoulder as he gently kissed your skin. Your eyes sought his through the mirror and when they met, his arms wrapped around your waist, pulling you closer to him as his chin rested comfortably in the hollow of your shoulder.

"Diluc… What do you like about me? Because frankly… Look at me, I look like a slime- Diluc couldn't help but smile at the comparison and he had to hide it as he tenderly kissed your neck.

"You are beautiful. Whatever you may think of yourself, in my eyes, you are the most magnificent woman I have ever seen." - Slightly relaxed by his words, your muscles relaxed against him and your hands abandoned your chest to rest on his.

"But… There are so many beautiful women around you… Next to her, I am…"

"Don't compare yourself to others. You are unique and I love your body. You have beautiful curves and I can never stop touching them." - His hands gently caressed your hips in demonstration. - "I know it's complicated to love yourself… But believe me, in my eyes, there is only you." - Diluc's tender and sincere words managed to wring a shy smile from you as your cheeks took on the same hue as his hair. - "And you are without a doubt the cutest slime in all of Teyvat." - Your smile faded instantly at your lover's unexpected joke. In revenge, you slapped him on the thigh which he couldn't dodge, making him chuckle softly in return.

"You're mean Diluc." - You say with a sulky look. With a smile, he tore you from your contemplation in the mirror to finally kiss your lips.

"Forgive me. But I'd rather see you smile than have that expression disgusted by your own reflection. We each have the body that life has given us my love, and yours is perfect as it is, I don't want you to change." - His warm hands languidly caressed your belly before settling back on your hips, which he clutched languidly. His once teasing gaze was now full of lust. - "I think breakfast can wait a little longer…" - He whispered softly in your ear and nibbled gently before lifting you gently in his arms to lay you on the bed.

Diluc proved the sincerity of his words with his gestures. His hands and lips worshiping every part of your body. Tenderness and love were evident in ƒevery deliberately slow movement he made to express his affection for you. He vowed to remind you every night, every morning, in words or physically, that you were a shining goddess in his eyes…

Sitting in front of your dressing table, you were staring blankly at your face, lipstick in hand. You had bought a whole assortment of makeup, hoping to look like all those women who wore makeup so well and showed off a perfect face. You wanted to please your lover, to make him proud, he was such a handsome and elegant man, attracting all eyes on him. Next to him, you felt like the ugly duckling… No matter how hard you tried, it didn't work and you felt even uglier than usual…

Zhongli was coming back from work when he saw your delicate body in front of the mirror of your dressing table. He noticed the indecent amount of makeup product scattered in front of you. Then as he looked up at your reflection, he noticed the makeup you had started to put on yourself. He quickly understood from the expression on your face that something was wrong and when you looked up at him through the mirror, you immediately started to move to get away from him. Alerted, Zhongli rushed towards you, gently grabbing your wrist before turning to face him.

"Please don't look at me… I'm ugly…" - Zhongli frowned sadly at the harshness of your words. How could you think for a moment that you were ugly? His amber eyes turned back to the pile of cosmetics before returning to you. He noticed the lipstick in your hand and decided to carefully remove it from you and place it back on the wooden surface of the dressing table.

"Sit down my dear, let me show you something." - The softness in his voice made you obey him obediently. Zhongli curved towards you, taking your chin between his fingers to gently rock your head from right to left, carefully observing your features. Then he took a wipe in his free hand and began to gently clean your skin. You closed your eyes, your lips trembling, as you let your lover remove the makeup from your face. You felt like crying, disappointed in yourself, unable to make yourself beautiful for him. His fingers eventually replaced the wet fabric of the makeup remover, running thinly along your features - "Honey, open your eyes." - Slowly, your tear-red eyes opened to let you see Zhongli's smiling face. - "Look…" - He said as he gently turned your face towards the mirror, letting you see your reflection purged of all traces of makeup. - "You are beautiful. You don't need all these pretenses to be." - His hand caressed your jaw, gently going to tangle in your hair. He slowly began to comb it back into your hair, a tender smile on his lips as he pulled your hair up into a bun.

"Zhongli…" - Your eyes blurred, your tears threatening to fall.

"I'm sorry Y/n." - Your eyes widened, searching his gaze for an explanation for his forgiveness.

"Zhongli, why do you…"

"I'm probably the one making you feel so bad. I'm sorry. Maybe I said something hurtful or maybe I'm not expressing my love for you enough…" - Zhongli's calm eyes remained focused on your hair, which was gradually taking the form of a beautiful bun. - "Your beauty is natural my love." - He said as he placed a golden comb in your now perfectly coiffed hair. - "You have always dazzled me. Your eyes, your lips, your lashes. Everything is perfect. Nature has already given you all the beauty it could possibly give, and I feel honored to have been chosen as a mate by such a wonderful woman as you." - Unable to hold them back any longer, you let your tears run down your cheeks.

"Zhongli… you know I-" - Long arms wrapped around your shoulders, while your love's cheek rested against your ear.

"If only you could see yourself as I see you…" - You grabbed his sleeves, squeezing them like a vice between your fingers. You sought to lodge your face in the crook of his neck, and he helped you by shifting the axis of his head. Zhongli was always a loving and sincere man, you trusted him completely, and thanks to him, you were able to love yourself a little more each day.

As a child, you had a serious accident that left a long, deep scar on your back. You didn't like to see it and even less to show it. How many times had you been rejected because of this scar? Kaeya was your boyfriend, you trusted him completely. He was a charming and romantic man. And above all, you loved him like never before… So, in your mind, the idea of talking to him or worse, showing him your scar, caused you a terrible fear. You were sure he would reject you, disgusted by the mark on your back. But of course, Kaeya was a curious and investigative man. He knew that you were hiding something from him. So he didn't mind entering the bathroom, knowing precisely that you were there to take a bath.

"Kaeya?! No! Please go away! Don't look at me!" - You had cowered in on yourself, tears welling up in your eyes as you were praying for him to come out quickly. But he didn't. His silence was soon replaced by the sound of his footsteps. When Kaeya saw it, that dark scar that ran from your shoulder to your pelvis, he couldn't help but put his fingers on it, running along your mark, his lips then taking over. You shuddered, fighting the urge to run away from him, lest you disgust him. Kaeya had always told you that he found you beautiful and perfect. Wasn't he going to change his mind after seeing the monstrosity on your back? Was he going to… reject you?

"Kaeya… I-I don't disgust you?"

"Why would you disgust me princess?" - He said against your skin, his lips continuing to taste you hungrily. "I-I… you always told me you thought I was perfect. I don't want to disappoint you… Please don't hate me." - Kaeya's hands tightened against your hips as he straightened up to whisper in your ear.

"You look beautiful." - One of his hands, surprisingly warm despite his cryo vision, ran along your back, following the line that your scar ran. - "You, that scar…" - He kissed your shoulder, moving gradually up your neck to your jaw. - "I love all these facets of you." - His arms wrapped around your shoulders as his head slumped against your neck. - "I would never hate you for that. You and I are the same. We both have wounds that are branded with a red-hot iron." - You looked at his face, focusing your gaze on where his eye patch was. - "I don't want you to be ashamed of yourself. You are irresistible. I love you and desire you with such force it's painful." - You felt your throat tighten as your tears began to roll down your cheeks.

"Prove it to me!" - You shout to him in a choked sob. Kaeya smiles against you, his hands becoming more exploratory.

"So be it. Let's put this bath to good use…" - He kissed the birth of your scar one last time before lifting you off the ground and showing you the proof of his love for you.

Since you were born, you had what people called: pearly eyes. One was hazel and the other was a bewitching emerald green. Unfortunately for you, many people around you criticized you for your difference, thinking that your eyes were strange, abnormal. The children were even crueler than the adults, harassing you and calling you a monster every chance they got… All these misadventures had left a deep scar on you. So you ended up wearing colored contact lenses (your choice), not being able to stand your light brown eyes anymore…

Xiao had been gone for several hours to do his homework for Liyue. You had taken the habit of waiting for him, sitting in your armchair, reading one of the books of your collection. Liyue's legends and tales were your favorite subjects to read, especially those that referred to your lovely yaksha. Absorbed in your reading, you didn't notice that you were starting to rub your eyes nervously, bothered by a sudden dryness. Feeling the pain gradually settle in, you finally abandoned your book to remove your contact lenses and look for the reason of your discomfort.

You hadn't noticed that Xiao had returned from his demon hunt much earlier. His astonished gaze was fixed on you, specifically your eyes. Then, he finally noticed the lenses in your hands.

"Y/n? I didn't know you wore contacts." - He said softly as he approached you. But he stopped all his movements when he saw your reaction. Fear, anxiety and panic could be seen on your face as you flinched as he approached you.

"Xiao! I wasn't expecting you so soon! W-Wait just a moment please…" - You hurriedly put your lenses back on, but your trembling hands prevented you from doing so. Xiao, aware of your distress, took your hands in his, caressing your palms with his thumbs. Your panic gradually faded as you cautiously raised your eyes to him.

"What are you afraid of Y/n?" - His soft voice soothed your heart.

"It's… my eyes. They're monstrous." - You say, a little ashamed to admit it to him.

"Monstrous?" - Xiao sighed before crouching down in front of you, your hands now wrapped in his. - "I guess if you think like that, it's because someone implanted that idea in your head. Mortals really are idiots. Your eyes are beautiful Y/n." - You could feel your cheeks blushing at his adamant tone. Xiao had always been honest and sincere with you, sometimes taking the risk of hurting you with his words.

"Usually the others me-" - The stern look he gave you immediately cut you off.

"I don't follow the others. So please don't compare me to these insignificant mortals." - A bright red settled on his cheeks as his voice grew softer and softer with each word he spoke. His fingers came to brush your cheek as his forehead rested against yours. - I love you Y/n. Don't hide your eyes anymore. I want to see you as you are, beautiful and full of life." Your legs trembled under your weight. Xiao could sometimes be so tender and reassuring that it made you feel like you were melting to the ground. In the face of your silence, Xiao wrapped his arms around your waist. His presence felt so good… His warm embrace helped you relax.

"The lenses… I wouldn't put them in again." - A loving smile lit up the adept's features.

"Good."

For a long time you remained in each other's arms, enjoying each other's presence…

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AITA for lying to my partner? || [deleted]

Words: 736

Warnings: implied double suicide

A/N: best read with the siri voice in mind

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For context, I (m26) have accumulated a lot of debt from my recent project and am under a lot of pressure from work. Because of this I'd been living with my roommate which I'd tried to hide from my partner.

It all started with my partner acting more aloof, which is weird since they are usually quite open with me. Not only that, but they'd been asking to visit my house more often; I know you may be thinking this isn't a big of a deal but among my peers I had an especially high reputation that my secret could destroy. Only a handful of people know but I don't intend to add my partner to that list as we had already planned our future together, the debt could complicate things.

As for said debt, it was very stupid, but I couldn't help burrowing a loan for my project and now it's biting me in the ass; I thought I could pay it back in no time considering my job but the costs just kept piling up. Anyways, I had a suspicion that the loaner had begun to badger my circle so I went to confront her and try to reach an agreement. She wouldn't have it - she said that since my projects are successes anyway I should have no problem. I've never wanted to kick-drop someone so badly in my entire life.

If that wasn't bad enough I then found my partner snooping in my house. Apparently my shit roommate let them in, saying that he usually doesn't get involved but that they had a right to know. Thanks for nothing asshole. In short, my partner totally freaked out; they were always speaking of a lavish lifestyle so the bombshell singlehandedly destabilised my beautiful 4 year relationship.

They wanted to take a break at least until I had sorted out my debt and we got into an argument; I told them I couldn't believe they were abandoning me at my lowest, while they said they didn't want to marry someone so irresponsible. A lot of hurtful words were exchanged and I can't help but think that they meant every single one of them. My partner tried leaving but in a state of anger I grabbed their arm which I now know lead to bruising. I don't remember much after that, but I blew up in their face - never had I felt more regret than watching their expression turn from anger to fear.

We didn't talk after that. At this point I was growing desperate, and with my relationship dragged through the mud I turned to all sorts of illegal activities, including selling some of my friends' belongings/gadgets without their knowledge. Anything to get rid of my debt. I guess I wasn't subtle enough as my roommate realised and kicked me out.

I'd never been homeless before but during that time I was struggling to balance my reputation and new burden; thanks to one of my friends being a survival expert I managed to get along with what little skills i'd learnt, but my appearance was a whole different matter. It didn't take long for people to find out.

I went from a well respected figure to a laughing stock. With such vicious rumours circulating (some with a hint of truth) it would take a rebirth to fix my life. The only upside was that the loaner had stopped contacting me, presumably accepting the fact that she couldn't squeeze out anymore mora.

But what really did it was watching my own partner start over with someone else. Someone much more financially stable - my own fucking roommate. Even now as I'm typing this I can't help but laugh at the kind of drama this has turned into. It only makes sense to give it an equally dramatic end. Wouldn't you agree, Al Haitham?

I always knew you had an eye for (y/n), but I never thought you'd go so far as to ruin my life. Well guess what, dickbag, by the time you've read this I'd have already returned the favour.

Did you know that (y/n) is a heavy sleeper? It was incredibly easy to get where I am now, sitting in their bedroom only a foot away. I can even smell their shampoo. Oh how you'd kill for this opportunity.

Oh how close you were.

#yandere genshin #yandere kaveh #gender neutral reader #yandere al haitham

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Al-haitham + Fallin' Flower by SEVENTEEN

It was that time of the year again where flowers bloom amidst the lush green of Sumeru’s forest, like life beginning anew; like love blooming earnestly.

Al-haitham paced in his study, tasked with the job of sorting out old books and journals which have collected dust over the past two years. Some will be placed in the dedicated library of his home, while some will be donated to the House of Daena, usually those which have higher value to scholars.

As for the journals, he once thought it would be useful to have a handy notebook whenever he needed it, but now, it had become quite an obsession. Writing his thoughts in a journal seemed to clear Al-haitham’s mind, and he would just write whatever and whenever, often in various scripts and languages he was fluent in.

Picking up a tattered dark green notebook, Al-haitham pulled it open. It reminded him of the time he has to go to Liyue for a business trip; a time where your relationship were still tiny buds emerging from a branch.

Entry #57

I discussed various things with her again. It was fascinating, to say the least.

She said to me, “What a mind.” Not that no one has ever said that to me before, but why is it different with her?

Perhaps I would calm down once I return home. Out of sight, out of mind.

Entry #59

I told her I’ll be leaving tomorrow morning.

She only smiled to me—a smile that hurts more because it’s beautiful.

Like a heart filled with sadness.

But even so, it’s better this way. No one reaches their hand for falling petals.

Al-haitham closed the journal and placed it in a box on the foot of the table. There was a time when he thought it was the last time he would see you, and he had even resolved himself to that eventuality. Yet, the ultimate truth—fate, liked to play hooky with him in times and places he was the least prepared, much to his chagrin.

He found it, the red journal he was writing on a little later on. Opening it to an entry he remembered writing, he continued reminiscing.

Entry #12

I had thought I’d once again return to my peaceful life as the Grand Scribe, yet I am only confronted with complicated emotions. Going about this rationally; trying to overthink my way out of my feelings remain futile. What is it that makes her special anyway? Why am I feeling this way in the first place? I don’t want to admit it but…

In the end. I simply miss her.

I fly scattered in the wind, drifting away, where will I end up falling?

Entry #22

How hilarious this must be for fate.

For her to appear like this in Sumeru City. What are the chances? I could only laugh at the circumstances.

But then again, who could stop me from seeing her again? This isn’t how it should be. But maybe it’s true that somehow, you change unexpectedly for a person.

Al-haitham chuckled at his stubborn indignation from a year before. “Soon you’ll see that you have already fallen into the trap long before you realized you were in it.” Flipping a few pages forward, the dates change as well as the seasons. From the unbearable summer heat, to the leaves finally getting drenched in light rain, you had already taken root in Al-haitham’s heart.

Entry # 67

I sit here in my office facing this blank page before me. Even though there are numerous words which swirl in my head, I cannot fathom where I begin or end.

It had taken me a few days to reconcile with myself. It is either I be honest or I’ll lose her forever. The wound in my pride, that I can bear but losing her is a thought that is difficult to imagine. Perhaps the Lesser Lord was right, I already have the answers I seek. I just need to face what those answers entail.

I have never thought I would want to fall for someone. I was living in the moment. My life was alright here in Sumeru—my job as the grand Scribe, my peaceful nights reading. I thought that was enough for me. That is, until I met her.

There I realized that everything had a reason after all. This world to me now means more than what I had thought, I came to know that.

Entry #79

In my heart, a flower has bloomed.

It may not be me to say such things, yet I cannot withhold myself. After meeting her, I now understood what Kaveh was fighting for. This love, this romance which grasped even me who was drifting in the wind. The place where my fallen heart has reached is definitely the happiest place in the world. With her, even my dim future becomes clearer as time goes by.

I want to be with her.

I realized that just now.

Entry #89

To you,

It is the time when flowers bloom and fall, our wounds heal and you bloom. We are now living our first and the last, so I will treasure you for all my days. You have truly loved me, a scattered petal in the wind, and I have come to love you too.

Al-haitham offered a small gentle smile at his final account, remembering the day when flowers fell upon you; your smile radiating like the sun. He had no words left to describe how he felt at that time. It was a feeling which needed to be experienced to be understood.

“Al-haitham? What are you doing?”

Your voice rang through the doorway of his study, curious at how his gaze has softened at you. It was not every day that the ever-serious man would give you that look. Surely, there was a reason for it.

“Oh, just reading something interesting,” he replied, smiling gently. “But you know, I’m truly glad to have you in my life.”

You leaned your head to the side, intrigued by his sudden honestly. “Huh? What’s that all about?”

The man only hummed mischievously and continued with his reading. “Oh it’s nothing.”

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