#i'M jUsT a FeEbLe ScHoLaR he says

[lychniis]

Brainrots you say? 👀

So, as you may or may not know I'm like, a huge enthusiast for domestic scenarios.

So basically, imagine coming home and finding them (specifically my biases in this case: Ayato, Zhongli and Alhaitham) sound asleep on the sofa. Hair splayed on the pillows, cheek cutely squished against it, maybe quietly snoring. It would take all my willpower to not pounce on them immediately and smother them with kisses and cuddles.

Like, there is just something so cute and adorable about finding someone you love asleep. In their most vulnerable state, basically.

Zhongli and Alhaitham both would probably just lie there with a book on their chest because they fell asleep while reading. Maybe the finger still stuck in between the pages to not forget where they stopped.

Ayato doesn't strike me as someone who usually falls asleep on the sofa. Like 99% of the time it would probably be his desk if he randomly falls asleep somewhere. Once he wakes up again there's probably some document stuck to his cheek, haha! But if you ever find him asleep on the sofa it would be even cuter because of how rare it is to find him there.

my brain went brr brr brr at the thought juhygtfdsdfghju- and OFC YOU'RE THE SUCKER FOR FLUFF and they're all delicious, thank you-

⚘ — TIME FOR SOME SHUTEYE.

i. SYNOPSIS : you walk into them sleeping and it's a whole mood from there - aka ; some napping headcanons because we love some domesticity amidst the pain and suffering of my works. ( al haitham / ayato / zhongli x gn ! reader )

ii. WARNING(S) : al haitham legitimately being a piece of shit even in sleep mode, ayato also being a piece of shit but in a cute way and zhongli being pure soft and wholesome but also still giving the reader low key heart attacks. NOT PROOFREAD.

# masterlist

&& . al haitham · ( how to trigger muscle memory 101 )

congratulations, you've caught al haitham in the midst of a rare power nap! it's rare finding him in a state of vulnerability like this, with his work with the akademiya and his little side quests ( do they count as espionage? is that a word you can use for them??? ).

and it's strange too, you'd think. if you know al haitham well enough, he does tend to conduct himself with a certain amount of discipline at least. no soft corners, no lapses in demeanor, no wavering stares or displays of weakness ( except with you, he's always softer with you ).

but he's here now, splayed over the couch while the spine of a book is squished against his cheek. there is a sweetness to it, seeing the usual sharpness he came with melt and weather into a picture so innocent. you briefly wonder if he was like this too when he was still a child, as naïve and angelic as he presents himself now.

you don't want to ruin the moment. that and you want to bask in it a little longer, so a gentle kiss on his cheek suffices and he shifts and leans into your touch with a soft groan.

until kaveh's huff behind you snaps out of it and you see the inkwell in his hand.

"are you sure about that?" you might ask uncertainly, keeping your voice low.

"call it karma." kaveh shrugs.

the moment he gets close, his ink blotted fingers inches away from al haitham's cheek, he's suddenly flung across the room.

you look at al haitham, brows raised while kaveh screams vitriol and profanity, but the scribe continues his nap.

( "i know you're awake you little shit-" kaveh hisses when you leave to find a first aid kit. al haitham snores louder, completely unbothered, as the balance of the world willed it. )

&& . kamisato ayato · ( is he a asleep or awake ; that's the question )

ayato lives within the uncanny valley of him napping and not napping. sometimes you catch him shutting his eyes and dozing off and on others, he stubbornly stays awake and forces himself through his work.

an undeniable fact though, is how graceful he is. his posture is still maintained save for the slight slump in his shoulders and the bow of his head, and his hands usually come to rest on his lap.

he's a light sleeper too, easily woken if you pass by and your footsteps ae too heavy, so you take care to avoid the creaks on the wood floor and opening the shoji screens with little control. maybe you'll be lucky enough to watch him from a distance with a soft smile on your face.

the first time you did sneak close and approach him, funnily enough, he showed no signs of stirring. you find it strange, but you cup his cheeks in your hand and you sneak a kiss on his forehead. then you quickly shuffle away, stifling back a giddy giggle.

it happens again and again and again till it was a ritual of sorts. a kiss on his forehead while you cradle his face before you exit.

one day you were too busy, too distracted and you could only linger a moment, stroking your thumb over his skin. when you ready yourself to leave however, you did not expect ayato's hands to wind around your wrists or his eyes to crack open and look at you with playful sadness.

"no kisses for me this time, love?" he asks.

you're silent for a moment.

"dammit ayato-" you groan, feeling embarrassment and exasperation and affection all at once. this schemer, this little UGH-

ayato only laughs and kisses you properly. "don't skip out next time." he whispers. from then on, you don't.

&& . zhongli | rex lapis · ( he purrs guys ; he purrs and it's adorable )

if seeing al haitham take a nap is rare, it's even rarer to see zhongli take one. a part of it is being an ex-god and a part of it has to do with his schedule. but being a mortal meant doing mortal things that this mortal vessel enjoys.

a few months in and he's taking quick naps around the house. you know, just old man vibing, laying back on the couch with his hands tangled with whatever he was doing last. sometimes it's a pen and a notepad, and if you tilt the paper just a bit, you'd see a detailed list ( ranging from important dates and appointments and financial dealings to chores ).

other times it's a rock settled in his fist and you notice a trend where those rocks somehow finds itself on your desk ( zhongli would be smiling his little smile at the kitchen if you dare peek. he was not subtle at all ).

sometimes it's a book with the edge of the bookmark tangled around his finger tips. those were the constants, where zhongli always seemed to be grasping something when he dozes off.

and should you touch his hands, by some ancient instinct, he engulfs it in his own. that, is where the purring starts. easy to miss at first till it steadily grows louder and louder and suddenly you can feel his vibrating chest down to your toes.

but another quirk of his genuinely terrified you.

zhongli...does not move when he's napping. in fact, he doesn't even look like he's breathing. so when you walked in on one of his sessions for the first time, you thought he was dead and reacted like any normal human being : by panicking.

all things considered though, he's actually a pretty heavy sleeper unless he assumes he's in immediate danger. and yes, unfortunately you screaming is just the thing that gets him off the couch with a frantic look on his face.

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD-" you cried when he wrapped his arms around you in comfort.

"and i thought you were dying." he mutters in turn.

( the two of you laugh about it over tea now. )

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[zhongrin]

skilled fingers, devious heart

© zhongrin | 2024  ✼  no repost・translations・plagiarism of any kind・ai data mining. rebloggers get a free cup of tea ♡

✼ characters ┈ al haitham

✼ tags ┈ minors dni, fem-bodied reader (reader has a pussy), bratty!reader, manhandling, restraints, orgasm denial/control, edging, brat taming, light degradation, oral, light spanking, overstimulation, hint of c█rr█pt█d!haitham (hence he has his mean moments), aftercare, longfic (3.6k+)

✼ a/n ┈ “let me just draft a quick birthday oneshot for al haitham!” ー meirin, a total clown, circa 2024 /silly ..... anyways, happy birthday to the silliest man in sumeru. i love him dearly and i love that his bday is literally just a day away from my mom and one of my besties. very convenient to remember lol also, happy chinese new year!!! ✨

ᴏᴜʀ ꜰᴜʟʟ ᴍᴇɴᴜ (ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ)  ✼ ᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀꜱʜɪᴘ (ᴛᴀɢʟɪꜱᴛ)

when you asked your boyfriend what he wanted to do for his birthday, you didn't think he would ask for this. then again, al haitham was mostly an unpredictable man, even to you as his lover. he seemed to have a knack for constantly having you on your toes, always anticipating his next actions and reminding you how much of a complex individual he was despite his simple aspirations in life.

such as now, when he requested you to ‘spread your legs and stay still’.

contrary to him, your answer was - at least in his eyes - predictable. a raise of eyebrows, a fox-like grin tugging on your lips, and al haitham could already hear the smug tone of your voice before you could even spoke the words, “make me.”

the fact that you loved to play a dangerous game with a dangerous man always came back to bite you in the ass, but your boyfriend played his part so well, it kept you coming back for more. he knew just the right way to respond to your challenge that made you shiver with want: muscles flexing as he pinned you down onto your shared bed, your preferred choice of restraints keeping you immobile and indecently spread for his blooming green eyes to observe. his pupils lined with brick reds dilated, the scholar stared at the resulting sight like a museum curator appraising an acclaimed artwork.

despite this, you were a fervent fire ablaze in the face of downpour, “it’s not like you to brute force your way into tackling a problem. was this morning’s session not enough for mister feeble scholar?”

ah. this artwork sure has a feisty personality to it.

al haitham snorted, his arm moving to place a hand on your inner thigh, tracing circles and indescribable patterns, “why do you bother futilely talking back and acting resilient in front of me, when it’s obvious how much power i hold over you? even the brightest students know to learn from their mistakes, so have you not learned from this morning about how powerless you are?”

he would never admit it, but while such display of bullheadedness irritated him when it came from other people, somehow it was almost adorable coming from you.

“wh- i'm not powerless!”

“the facts proved against your favor, however. especially considering how i’ve just succeeded in tossing you onto our bed and holding your body down. i know i could do whatever i wanted with you… and i was right, wasn’t i?” the hand holding your thigh squeezed briefly, his breath slowly caressing your skin the more he leaned closer, “besides, it’s also been proven that you like such treatments.”

you blushed, memories that proved his claims flooding your mind. yet, you huffed and looked away in hope to alleviate the warmth that was starting to bubble on your cheeks.

“so you might be needlessly strong physically, yes, okay, whatever. would you like a gold star for that?”

unfortunately(?) for you, despite the biting words, he didn’t miss the signs of your flustered state. his voice was as leveled as ever as more silken words fell from his lips; the very same ones you wished would just kiss you already, “remember how I pinned your hands above your head? how you tried kicking and wriggling, saying how you ‘can’t’ and yet… we both knew what exactly happened after that, don’t we?”

you felt your core clench at the taunt, throat swallowing at the picture he painted. your legs tugged against the straps as if you wanted to kick him. in turn, all you got back was an amused low chortle.

“cute,” the soft remark almost flew by you, but alas, before you could snap back at him, his touch started to trail further, tracing your labia before spreading the pink folds open with his fingers. an embarrassed squeak by you was followed by a condescending hum by your partner, his eyes zeroing on the slick coating your pretty clit and inner lips that oozed the remnants of your prior lovemaking, “and so mouthwateringly indecent.”

his digits dragged against your dripping cunt, a teasing smirk dancing on his face when a soft noise left your throat in response.

"such a mess," he remarked, infuriatingly nonchalant as if he hadn’t loved you so intensely just a few hours ago, “you were truly, completely cockdrunk last night, weren't you?"

“s-shut up…”

“why should i? you’ve mentioned how much you liked my voice. i doubt your perspectives had changed since then.”

“you don’t know that. maybe i don’t like it anymore,” you countered pettily.

“yet your body seems to arrive at a different conclusion,” the languid lull in his voice couldn’t mask the delight he experienced as he saw your sopping wetness drip with want. your lover smirked, dragging his finger up and down slowly, gathering your slick to circle around your swollen pearl, feathery touches leaving you wanting for more. the way you were shaking, your body twitching from sensitivity in return of his ministrations, was almost as hot as actual sex itself.

“ah… you meanie-” you inhaled sharply as this wicked, wicked man purposefully started rubbing your clit in the way he knew would make you putty in his hands. firm and calculated flicks followed by a finger slipping into your creamy cunt made you keen wantonly, thighs momentarily spreading wider before you found your decorum, rear falling back onto the soft sheets, teeth biting down on your bottom lip.

al haitham watched in fascination as you tried to regain your attitude. he wondered how long that would last this time. you were a puzzle that enthralled him, a chorus he wanted to listen forever. he might not have been studying under kshahrewar back in his younger days, but there was a part of him that wanted to pick you apart and put you back together again.

this was why he was so addicted to you.

he didn’t particularly enjoy doing extra work, but given the reward waiting for him at the end of the road, he determinedly doubled his action; one finger tapping and circling, the other knuckle-deep inside your tight heat, intense and unforgiving.

“fffuck- h-haitham-” the stutter of your needy voice sharpened his smirk, expression hardening into focus as he observed the twitch of your hips and the rivulets of juices coating his appendages. he briefly admired the way your skin glowed in perspiration, the way your fleshy parts rippled as you squirmed under him. no words could properly capture the desire brewing and consuming his whole being at having the privilege to witness such a sight.

he saw your breathing quicken, felt the clenching and unclenching of your walls, the way you started to move your hips as far as the restraints allowed, and your abdomen dipping as you inched nearer and nearer to bliss.

a mean glint of red, and his fingers withdrew quickly.

“wha- ah?”

you blinked and panted, eyes snapping wide as the coil loosened, and your sight settled on al haitham’s smug tilt of his head.

“i told you to stay still.”

“you… you prick! meanie! bastard!”

“that’s not the attitude you should be adapting given the current position of power,” he chided, before his hand deviously dropped back to its previous position, resuming in a much teasingly slower pace; a silent implication of what he could have done but chose not to, ”if you beg nicely, maybe i’ll allow you to cum. but be warned, you’ll be doing it until i am satisfied.”

“-son of a- oh! a-ah-” your words failed you as he added one extra finger into your warmth, prodding just near your favorite spot within the gummy walls, yet never directly.

you knew he could go deeper. he was dangling that carrot over you, and you were tempted to fall for his little game.

“pardon? what was that?” he asked, and if you didn’t see the way the corner of his lips curl up through your bleary eyes, you might have believed that he truly missed your barrages of insults born out of frustration, “would you like to say it louder?”

“archons, you- j-jerk!”

“oh?”

the sudden shift of his touch, turning firmer and faster, made you gasp and whimper, body twitching involuntarily as you felt the sensation build up yet again. your toes curl and your calves tensed, tugging against the harness as your biting words turned into needy moans. a shudder rocked your body, the back of your head digging onto the soft mattress as you felt him mouth on your collarbone, nibbling, tormenting in the most delectable way.

“use your words, darling. you were so smart with them just seconds ago.”

“haa- ngh! j-just let me cum, you unfair little-”

al haitham sighed like a disappointed tutor who had just discovered that his best student had earned an F in their recent exam. the sudden loss of his touch and the way you were forced to come down from that white-hot lines of satisfaction yet again made you cry out, the restraints straining noisily as you tried to buck onto something, anything.

a smirk returned onto his face as he witnessed your verbal and physical protest. that’s right, not yet. this was why he adored your stubbornness. he was going to tease and torment you until you were a total wreck, and then he would give you your reprieve in multitudes.

“how obstinate of you to continue denying your desires even when all outcomes dictate your loss,” the man remarked, palming your soft thighs and enjoying the way they dipped under the pressure of his hands. he was tempted to leave a few reds in the shape of his handprints, but he refrained… for now. that can come later.

“h-haitham….,” you mustered the wettest puppy eyes you could manifest - which wasn’t that hard considering the tears of pleasure already pooling in your eye lines - and blinking though your lashes at him, an adorable pout on your lips.

“what? is something missing to really help you release all of that tension?" he faked an indifferent tone fully meant to provoke.

you groaned, shivering as you felt the cold air brushing your flushed skin and swollen bundle of nerves begging for attention, “al haitham...!” you whined while quivering, eyes blown in desire, your pride refusing to budge any more than this.

the man smirked as your protests weakened with every seconds that ticked, the look of desire and lust in your eyes clearly increasing in intensity the more he reveled in your plight.

"hm?" he leaned forward to whisper in your ear, "still being stubborn?" he moved his middle finger towards the folds of your pussy, dragging it along your indecently leaking entrance and up into your aching clit, swirling slowly and making you shiver in response. even the smallest movements resulted in a sound that showcased how drenched you were, and it was all according to his plans, "are you sure you want to keep playing this game? you know who’s the more patient one in this relationship… you’re all tied up and i’m free to do this all day if i wanted to. i wouldn’t mind — it would be a good way to spend my day off.”

eyes teary, teeth gnawing on your lip, you bucked your hips as his finger touched the swollen nerves directly this time, "s-shut up...! you’re so- ugh! if you’re gonna be so cruel then don’t touch me at all!"

your beloved chuckled, dragging his digits up and down in the same teasing motion, playing with your sensitivity with a touch that sent you teetering to heaven but bordering to hell with how tortuously slow it was. he was a master as you were a slave to pleasure; your moans ramping up into wounded desperation just as he guided you back into the tightrope of lust, spiraling into the ecstasy you so desperately sought. you sobbed and trembled; heart beating loudly in your ears. you were so helplessly pent-up, so deliciously close-

“beg.”

the devil’s voice entered your ears and you grit your teeth. he wouldn’t, right? not for the third time. no, he wasn’t that despicable, he wouldn’t. he’ll give it to you, he’s-

“beg.”

the pressure lightened, and you inhaled sharply.

“please!” the word fell from your lips before you could stop them, “i need- i want…!”

your boyfriend stopped, a trail of your slick followed his appendages’ ascent as he withdrew to appreciate the stream of glistening slick coating your tender pussy and how your hips canted, trying to guilelessly chase his touch, throat singing a needy whine that sounded so beautiful he was almost tempted to keep denying your release for the next hour.

“haitham, please, please!” you sounded so high-pitched and so utterly adorable, he couldn’t help but place a peck on your thigh. tears of relief joined your tears of pleasure as you saw his pleased smile and the way he complied with your begging, though it still wasn’t enough.

“yes? don’t just call my name, darling. elaborate. go on, you can do it,” he carried on with the slow circles around your throbbing clit, fingers barely pumping into your drooling cunt.

“please! i can’t take it anymore…!" you hiccuped, keening, abdomen twitching, so sensitive that the slightest touch was making you toe on the brink of insanity.

al haitham smirked wickedly, watching as your mind and body were losing that self-control, your hips rocking back and forth while your face and eyes colored with pleasure. breathing in disarray, body a quivering mess, he almost wished he had a kamera to immortalize this perverse scene.

“are you asking me to help you release?”

“b-begging! i’m begging you- please let me cum!” you were definitely on the edge, shuddering, legs trying to flail against the tight bondage. a pleased groan rumbled in his throat, and his hand finally reverted into the pace and motions that made you see stars.

“louder,” a command.

“please help me cum!!!”

your muscles tensed as you tasted the precipice of bliss, your lips babbling, chanting his name and a series of undignified pleadings that implored him to not stop this time. you received an approving hum for your clear show of subservience and a soft peck on your cheek that made you moan in appreciation.

“i hope you didn’t forget what i said earlier,” he whispered against your ear, sultry and littered with hidden mischievous intent that you completely missed, too focused on reaching that high with each flick of his wrist and with each pressing prod of his finger—

the expertly placed thrust onto your g-spot was the cause of your crumble into depravity; walls sucking him in as your back arched in your climax. lips open in a silent scream, you missed the adoring look of your lover as he watched you spiral into bliss.

ah, your blissful ignorance is always so, so delicious to see.

before you could even start to wind down from your intense release, the sinful appendages picked up their salacious endeavors once more, three of them stirring your sopping wet mess and massaging your sweet spot relentlessly. al haitham’s mouth latched on your swollen bundle, his tongue flicking and sucking in turn, savoring your sweet taste and basking in your erotic cries that followed.

“can’t! can’t- too much! h-ah-ngh-!”

he ignored your feeble protests in favor of focusing on the task at hand; tongue lapping on the copious juices dribbling out of you as he pumped the slender fingers right onto your sensitive pussy’s weak spot. the sounds of your wetness echoed indecently in the room, a lewd orchestration of sensuality accompanied by your reprehensible babbling.

the second orgasm crashed against your senses and you sobbed, whining and jolting as he helped you ride it to your most satisfaction. eyes rolling, you barely registered the way he lapped at your juices like a man starved, before pulling back to observe the effect of his unholy actions. and he must have seen something, for when your vision cleared from euphoria, he had taken to caress you once again.

“one more. you can give me one more,” the rasp in his voice sent a jolt of desire in your loins, yet at the same time, the overstimulation had started to settle in. this time, the pleasure made your whole body tremor and for once you had no idea if the straps were a blessing or a curse; your limbs flailed and strained, instinctively writhing at the assault of stimulation.

“f-fuck! oh! a-archons- my love, please!!”

“i told you, didn’t i?” he purred, salacious and mocking, a flicker of red and a sneer, “’if you beg nicely, maybe i’ll allow you to cum. but be warned, you’ll be doing it until i am satisfied.’ well, my love, i am not yet satisfied.”

all senses of modesty had been thrown out of the window at this point. a series of disgraceful noises left your throat, tears running down your temples as you stayed rooted to your spot on the bed, oxytocin flooding your brain and numbing your senses. stringing words proved to be difficult when you were oversensitive and your lover seemed determined to see you mindless and utterly ruined by his touches.

if before, you were a helpless traveler stranded on a desert chasing on the mirage of an oasis, this time you felt like you were drowning in an ocean full of pleasure. all senses submerged in the ruthless waves of unbridled desires that made you both paralyzed and set you aflame.

“look at you,” al haitham's words came out harsh despite having a pleased hum to it as he battered your fleshy nub harder, insistent and undeterred by your unconvincing protests. he smirked, pleased with your cries and senseless noises leaving your lips, free from your brain’s usual filtering. your mind and body were already beyond your control as he slowly edged you closer and closer to that sweet release yet again. “so needy for me. gushing endlessly like you’re in heat.”

he watched you writhe and quake, a sliver of drool escaping the side of your opened mouth, his cock straining against the confines of his pants, but oh, he was enjoying every second of it. his free hand palmed your thigh before delivering a light slap, his eyes dilating when it made your breath hitch and your body jerk. each impact brought you to the absolute edge of delirium, and every time the pads of his fingers grind and stretched your gummy walls, the more debauched pleas left your emptied mind.

“c-cumming! cumming! i’m close, love, please! i’m- ah—”

“good,” it was almost sadistic, how he seemed to take so much satisfaction from seeing you so shamefully addicted to his mere fingers, “then come.”

a choked sob and a few insistent taps onto your oversensitive clit took your vision into a realm of whites. your finish was immaculately designed to enrapture you in a burst of nothingness, where nothing else mattered but you and your boyfriend's eloquent expertise. ears ringing, your consciousness temporarily froze in the state of heavenly rapture.

when you came down from the vivid paradise, you found your limbs freed from the restraints, your lover dutifully checking the reddened skin to make sure you hadn’t caused any injuries to yourself. seeing your glazed eyes settling onto his form, he leaned over and stroked your cheek, speaking in a soft voice with a caring tone far too detached from the demeaning and authoritative tone just moments ago.

“you did so well.”

though your senses were totally fried from the overstimulation and you still couldn’t exactly feel your limbs, a loopy grin spread on your lips. soft pair of green eyes watched you in adoration as he tucked you onto his chest, a gentle kiss descending on top of your head as he cradled you within his arms.

“verdict from one to ten?”

“mmmm…. twenty.”

“hm. it appears you’re still more delirious than i judged.”

a playful swat to his side was all you could manage, and you were rewarded with the rare soft laugh of your usually stoic lover.

“you’re adorable.”

“and you’re mean.”

“you speak as if the attitude does not bring you joy.”

“shut up and cuddle me.”

“ordering me around on my birthday? you’re spoiled.”

“and whose fault is that?”

“mine,” al haitham admitted with a smile, silently grateful for your presence, your witty banter, your hardheadedness, your loving eyes, your everything — you, who were undoubtedly and indubitably….

“mine,” he repeated and pressed another kiss, this time to your lips: a silent promise for spending his next birthdays with you once again.

bonus:

“still,” you sighed into his hold as your breathing steadied, looking up at him in half curiosity and half concern, “this doesn’t seem like a birthday present for you.”

al haitham looked down at you, the mischievous glint in his eyes returning. he guided your hand, and your small daydream of him being unusually romantic to initiate hand holding before spewing some cheesy lines like in those light novels were dashed when you found a familiar hardness twitching against your palm.

“bold of you to you think that my appetizer was the main course.”

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#Mailroom Open!- Hello, I would like to request a love letter for Alhaitham. NSFW and Yandere response please, and any pet names work but if you could use Habib that would be great 💖 (I hope I did this right)

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"To my favorite feeble scholar,

I hope this letter is finding you well! I have arrived safely in Fontaine and haven't known a moment of peace since I have arrived. The chaotic cocktail of getting settled into a new city, preparing for this research project, and missing home makes me yearn for the simpler times spent in Sumeru.

Especially my time spent with you.

Thats enough of my lamenting, how fare things with you back home? Have you finally shaken the title of acting Grand Sage yet? Is Kaveh being too much of a "menace"? (Also, please let him know his mother says hello and sends her best wishes to you both). Regardless, I hope you are taking care yourself. Archons know I can't ensure you are eating well while I'm nations away. I will just have to trust that you are treating yourself with the same kindness I would extend to you.

On the topic of kindness, I have a gift for you attached to this letter. I know while I am here doing my research for the next six months we won't be able to have our usual meetings at Lambad's to discuss books over good food, but I hope these books will entertain you well during my absence.

I'm eagerly counting down the days until I can see you again. I find myself thinking of you often and it is a truly vexing experience to see you on whim like I would do so before. It makes the days seem to drag on even longer, but I pray time will fly by regardless of this.

-Sincerely, your wayward scholar

[In a simply decorated box, there are three books: one is on the topic on Fontaine's hydro transportation system and infrastructure, the second is about the complexities surrounding Fontaine's judicial system, and lastly is an infamous and popular erotica anthology from Fontaine (think the Karma sutra but French)]

꩜ Letter Content: Dom! GN! Reader x Yan! Sub! Alhaitham, Alhaitham calls you "habib", lightly implied abuse of power, unhealthy possessive and obsessive relationship from Alhaitham, mentions of sex toys, lmk if I missed out anything ! ꩜ Delivery Notes: He tipped me extra and requested me to be extra careful with the delivery so I'll hand it over to you directly instead of leaving it at your door as per usual procedure! ꩜ Wanna write a love letter yourself? Check out it out here!

There’s a knock at your door when you’re relaxing in your room, opening it shows a hotel staff member who passes you a delivery. And it doesn’t take a genius to know it’s from your beloved feeble scholar.

Alhaitham sends you a simple package, nothing too gaudy or showy, just a few accents of turquoise to denote who the sender is. It’s secure and durable, perfect for weathering long and bumpy trips. 

When you open up the package, you find a few gifts he carefully arranged so that nothing would be broken if the contents were jostled around a little too hard. Gingerly, you lift out a lacquered box which reveals a set of headphones and a music player that’s almost identical to the one he owns. It rests in its cushioned groove in the box with the colours of the device matching your favourites instead of the shades of green on his set.

There’s a small note attached to the music player, “In case you ever miss me too much, you’ll have my voice as background noise for your moping, habib.” On the back of it, he’s written something akin to a track list. Flicking through the different audio files for a quick sample, you realise there’s one for every mood. Tracks with words of encouragement (...or as encouraging as someone like Alhaitham can get), ones scolding you for overworking. There’s even a really cute one where he softly hums a love song that both of you adore, his voice low and soothing. However, the best track of all might be the one where you get to hear his grunts and moans, as if he were right next to your ear in person. The sounds are so sinful and wet, you could just picture him grinding on his dildo, trying to reach his peak. And the way he pitifully breaths out a “I c-can’t cum witho- AH! -without you!” has you yearning for him yet again.

Taking the headphones off before you get too carried away, you retrieve his letter in the package. The envelope is the one from his Grand Sage office, not that he ever really uses them for work purposes. Inside it, his reply is written on parchment, the kind that’s provided for him due to his high position once again. His handwriting is as tidy as ever, the font and formatting standardised throughout the letter. His reply reads:

“Reply for: My springtime sublimity,

I was wondering when you were going to write back to me. After all, there’s no way you would’ve forgotten me in the midst of your research or from meeting someone new, right? Regardless, you have not left my mind since your departure and I’m sure it’s the same for you too habib. 

Do let me know if the gifts are to your liking. I’ve managed to recreate my headphones and they will definitely be useful in blocking out anyone else who might be getting on your nerves or when you’re trying to focus on your research. I included my latest read in the package as well. I'd like for us to discuss our thoughts on the book, even if it’ll have to be done over pen and paper. I’m eager to hear your thoughts on it.

There’s also no reason for me to answer whether I’ve managed to resign from my title as Grand Sage, as evident from the envelope and parchment used. I simply have an unfortunate one last thing to wrap up before I can do so.

Moving on, habib, you know Kaveh is always a menace. I relayed his mother’s well wishes to him earlier and he just smiled. Now he’s locked himself in his room. I never have any idea what’s in that mind of his. It’ll be a miracle if I don’t have to drag him out before he starves. Although I must ask, since when were you privy to Kaveh’s background? I don’t recall him bringing it up around us. Habib, just how close are you to him? How close has he gotten to you? Do write back to me and explain.

Now, this is where I must thank you for your gifts. They all have proven to be succinct and informative. However, I must comment on the choice of one of the books. My, I knew you were lewd before, but to send me an erotica anthology habib? Though, I never said I minded it. I am simply inspired, that's all. Perhaps, you should come back sooner and we can try some of the positions referenced in it. In the meantime, habib, I can only pleasure myself with toys, although, they’re nothing in comparison to you. I’m addicted to you, the caress of your hands on my skin, how only you can make me shudder and cry out your name. You have me wrapped around your finger.

I crave you desperately, habib. There are so many words I could use to describe you with my extensive vocabulary, but the most fitting one would be blossoming. You’ve managed to sow all these emotions in me and now that they’re blooming, you’ll take responsibility right? I’ve always been logical but the degree of affection I feel for you is irregular, all-encompassing and ever-growing. Almost as if you’re twisting the very essence of my mind, rotting and changing me from the inside out. It matches in a way, spring being the season of rebirth.

This letter has gotten too long, I will end it off here habib. I trust you will stay safe and return in one piece unharmed. I await your reply.

May your days be peaceful,

- Alhaitham -”

Setting his letter back in the package, you pick up the book he entrusted to you. Flipping through the pages, it’s littered with markings and annotations from the scribe, he even wrote some questions for you to ponder over. “What do you think about this point?” “Why would the author write this in?” But there are a few unrelated… unsettling annotations that you probably shouldn’t dwell on for too long such as, “Do you know just how much I miss you?” or “How were you able to corrupt my reason and rationality to this extent?” These annotations were left in here for a reason, Alhaitham is a smart man, a renowned member of the Haravatat. There’s a message behind his carefully selected words, waiting for you to unearth it before it festers and decays into something even worse.

Lastly, written neatly on the inside of the back cover, is a puzzling riddle, each word written in a different ancient script. After deciphering the question, an unpleasant awareness worms its way into your mind.

It reads, “Would you still extend your same kindness to me after realising what I would do for you?”

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[sangoqueenkoko]

ALHAITHAM

“i just asked (Y/N) out…”

Fluff

DENDRO MASTERLIST | DRABBLE MASTERLIST

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Valentine’s Day prompt: “i just asked (Y/N) out…”

Warnings? Two bad words (bastard and fuck)

Contains Cyno, Kaveh, Tighnari and Alhaitham of course!

Note: i genuinely didn’t expect Alhaitham to win, but i like how he matches the prompt! and i used Uno online for this. please let me. it's for a VOD reference.

and happy belated birthday to the man himself! rerun when?

1.2k words.

It's February time once again, so you know what that means. Valentine's Day! And that also means that every other shop and stall in Sumeru city would have a hint of pink within their products, aka, Valentine's gifts.

That includes Lambad's tavern, and they have a new Valentine's menu.

One of these menus was placed on every table throughout the tavern. And they would be picked up or looked at regardless.

And one of them was being cleared for a... card game. TCG to be more specific.

A blonde guy picked up a menu, looking at one side before turning it over to look at the other side, he looked rather young. As he did his two other friends who were setting up the game. One with black hair and one ash-white.

He sighed, "another year, another instance of seeing others around you happy with another.”

"You say this just about every year, Kaveh" the ash-white-haired one, also known as Cyno, said as he shuffled the deck of cards before dividing them into four smaller decks. One for each quarter of the table. "It never changes."

"Something should change soon" the black-haired person, Tighnari said, as he bought some drinks to start off the game. He set them down on the table just as the fourth friend came in and joined them.

"Well look who finally decided to show up!" Kaveh said with his hands on his hips, shaking his head with a sigh. The grey-haired feeble scholar walked over, sitting down at one of the chairs and immediately crossed his arms. He only hummed in response.

The day contained many games of TCG and many drinks, and no one managed to get drunk, surprisingly. They even tried a new card game.

Uno.

It took some time to get used to the game and its rules but it did lead to some laughable moments.

"Kaveh, I'm really curious," Cyno said as he looked over his deck with a smirk before placing down a blue seven, "let me see your hand."

This meant they had to swap decks. And Kaveh wasn't happy.

"NOOOO" he shrieked, garnering some confused looks from the tavern's other patrons. This made Alhaitham let out a laugh.

"You bastard!" Kaveh cursed.

As well as...

"Fuck 'em up, Nari" Cyno quipped.

"Uh.. okay..." Tighnari had two cards left, and Kaveh had one, which was a wild card. But Tighnari put down a +1, which made Kaveh...

"OOUUUAAAGH!" Again. Garnering the confused and slightly concerned look of other patrons.

"Nice, nice" Cyno complimented, "well done."

"Damn, that was a shriek," Alhaitham said with a slight wince as he sat beside an annoyed Kaveh.

Later that evening, not long before the tavern would be closing, they finished their current game and packed it all away.

Tighnari stood to the side looking around absentmindedly while the others waited for Cyno to organise his cards and put them away when he thought of something.

He has Cyno as a makeshift Valentine's, they do it as a friendship type of thing. Kaveh isn't bothered with the occasion this year as he's working on a big project and won't have the time for it. And that left a question for Alhaitham.

"Hey Alhaitham?" he spoke, the seemingly stone-faced man looked towards him in response, "When are you going to get a partner? I am sure with your charms you'll be able to win them over."

That made all three of the other men's attention focus on him, Cyno seemed to have frozen regarding the question and Kaveh seemed surprised. The only one that didn't seem to have a visible reaction was the man himself - Alhaitham. Of course.

"Who's to say I don't?" he said rhetorically, "you don't know that. I don't need to tell you all about my dating life."

"Wai-wai-wait" Cyno said, holding the card deck in its box in one of his hands, "just give it to us straight. Are you dating someone or not? Just say yes or no."

And he replied with a simple, "no."

It is true. He wasn't dating anyone. But it isn't a lie when he wishes that he was. He has seen someone around the city on some occasions. He has met with them a couple of times too. And they have hung out with him and the others too.

That being you.

Yes, you.

He wishes he could get to know you on a more personal level, but he wasn't quite sure how to approach you. Yes, he has the 'charms,' but sometimes they wouldn't always work surprisingly enough. Nor had he had the time to actually use them, he was at the Akadamiya all day and got home late sometimes, the only person he saw the most out of work was Kaveh, even that was debatable sometimes.

"Why don't you, you know, get out there and get to know some people," Cyno said, "touch some grass."

Kaveh and Tighnari sighed at his ‘joke.’

"Whatever" Alhaitham hummed before he mumbled, "I already have an.. interest in someone." He thought no one would hear. But a part of his soul left his body when Kaveh reacted.

"WHAT?!" Kaveh exclaimed. At this point, they were in the area in front of the tavern, overlooking the small port of Sumeru city. People's attention was brought to him again.

"Would you keep your voice down??" Alhaitham hissed. He was tired of this conversation already so he does what he's done multiple times.

He just walks away, back home. Without saying anything.

Kaveh would follow later after saying his goodbyes to Cyno and Tighnari.

A few days later, Alhaitham was around in the city for a walk when he ran into you, doing your own errands, and he was taken aback for some reason. Despite you hanging around with the four of them from time to time. The five of you were good friends.

"Oh, hey Alhaitham" you smiled kindly with a polite wave, you noticed that the tips of his ears were going red quickly, yet you never mentioned it.

"Oh, hey (Y/N)" Alhaitham said with his constant straight expression, trying to not give away his blushing emotions. But he didn't know that he was technically failing. "May I ask what you're doing today?"

Surprised by the sudden question, you replied back with delight, "oh, I am just doing some errands. Want to join me?"

"I don't see why not."

The next time Alhaitham, Cyno, Kaveh and Tighnari met up again for TCG was a little while later as it was best for each other's schedules, and, surprise surprise, Alhaitham was the last one to arrive.

Some time into the day, between games, they would have a chat. And the current topic of discussion was how each other's 'Valentine's' went. And it was good. Good.

Tighnari and Cyno hung out together as friends.

And Kaveh finally got some well-deserved rest.

But when they asked how Alhaithams went, they were quite surprised, to say the least at the answer. Even Kaveh, who lives with him, had no idea about this until now.

"i just asked (Y/N) out..."

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[sxcaramouchex]

HI IM THE ANON WHO THOUGHT SHE COULDNT SPELL

so imagine,, hear me out here

Shouki No Kami!Scara who sees another scholar try and get personal with you, and he puts them in their place by making them watch him pleasure you, showing them that not even the knowledge of the smartest scholar could make you fall apart as fast as he can— for he is a GOD, and no less, while they are a pathetic mortal.

Shouki no Kami Scaramouche x afab reader smut

a/n: SORRY FOR SUCH A LONG WAIT😭 but here you go anon! I hope you'll like it <3

Warnings: smut, swearing, degrading, public sex (i think it counts?) afab reader but no pronouns, a bit of non-con touching, squirting, Shouki no Kami's finger going inside😳

Shouki no Kami seemed to notice an unwelcoming presence of someone else around you. It was one of the best scholars in the Akademiya, prideful and confident in his skills and knowledge. You spoke barely a few words with each other but you could tell he took an interest in you. Striking a random conversation, appearing where you are. And of course Scara noticed. He was a God after all, he knew many things that were happening, especially if you were involved.

One day, you were just about to enter Joururi Workshop to meet with Scara when that scholar appeared behind you, surprising you.

"Hey there~ what are you doing in a place like this? Why don't we go somewhere nice together? I know many good places." He placed his hand on your waist and got closer to you, uncomfortably closer.

"Uhm...sorry but I'm not interested." You said awkwardly, moving from his grip.

"Oh come on, how can you say no to me? I'm the best student, do you know how powerful and wise i am? I'm on a way to become the next Sage!" He once again got closer to you, now standing right behind you, you felt something press on your butt.

"No, go away! I'm not interested in you." You said firmly, giving him an angry look and going to the entrance of the place.

When you entered, he followed you there, not knowing that he just made the biggest mistake of his life.

"Come on now, how can you resist me? I'll give you the best pleasure you've ever experienced sweetie..." You were just about to face him and told him to seriously stop, that he is disgusting and you're NOT interested, when you felt the ground shake a little.

"Feeble human...are you really the smartest scholar, entering this place without thinking?

Leave. You aren't worthy a second of their attention, and to think you'd be so bold to do all these things, "the best pleasure they've ever experienced"? Do you seriously think you stand a chance against The All Knowing God?" His huge, mechanical form appeared in front of the scholar, making him truly feel like a tiny worm in his presence.

"What...is this??..." He was terrified, trying to escape through the door, but Scara was faster, locking the door with his electro powers.

"Pathetic mortal...this is MY slut, MY property! Why don't I show you what a huge difference is between you, a mere, stupid scholar...and me, The Everlasting God! You couldn't satisfy my slut, I made them so dirty. Few words and they're already soaking wet for me."

You were embarrassed by this while situation but... something inside you wanted Scara to touch you right now, to show this guy...You wanted to be a good whore for him.

The scholar was terrified. Scara really looked and sounded intimidating. It turned you on, how much power Scaramouche had over this human, especially in this huge form.

"Come to me, my pet...let's show him just how pathetic he is, trying to impress MY human."

You shivered a little but came closer to Shouki. You were nervous...standing in front of him, he placed his finger under your chin causing you to look up at him.

"Tell this scholar how much you want me...and how wet you already are for me."

He chuckled a bit. This was truly embarrassing for you. Something like this....but you wanted him and this kind of humiliation in front of this student really turned you on.

"Scara...i want you so bad...i want you to touch me here..." You pressed your hand against your clothed pussy and whimpered a little.

"Good little human, now take off your clothes for me, it's an order. I don't care how embarrassed you are...you're going to show this...pathetic scholar how good your God is making you feel."

You started to take off your clothes. Shirt and pants went quickly but you stopped at panties.

You were really wet. This wetness already pooled out of your cunt and made a visible patch on your panties.

The scholar saw that and blushed deeply, looking away.

You took them off and sat on the ground, spreading your legs in front of Shouki.

"That's right...such a needy cunt." He smirked and placed his huge mechanical hand in front of you. You really wanted his cold fingers to touch you...to make you see stars. You couldn't take it anymore and whimpered, spreading your legs even more. The whole situation was soo arousing. You saw the scholar looking at your crotch and blushing. It didn't go unnoticed by Scara of course, he laughed and started touching you, your arms...shoulders...and then your sensitive nipples.

"Scara... please more.." you moaned and looked up at him. You were so tiny compared to his gigantic form.

"My human...only mine!" He placed his huge finger on your needy cunt, making you arch your back and whimper.

"Oh god...I need it inside... please.."

Your pleas made Shouki chuckle in amusement. He looked at scholar and smirked.

"Look at this, pathetic worm...not even the most knowledgeable scholar stands a chance against a God!!"

He rubbed his finger on your wet clit, smearing the juices around. It was turning you on more and more each second.

"Ahh~ I need more... please, my God..."

You spread your legs as much as possible. You needed his huge finger inside.

He laughed and pressed the tip of his mechanical finger inside of you.

"AAH! Hurts..."

His finger was so big. So long and thick. Just the tip of it made you feel so full and stretched.

He waited a while and you started to slightly grind on his tip. It filled him with pride, how much you wanted him, how good he was making you feel just with his finger.

"That's right...such a slut for me. ONLY for me...look at that, you pathetic human."

He smirked and saw the scholar get scared at his words. Then with his other hand he squeezed the guy's jaw and made him look at the sight.

He loved how obedient you are for him...

You were so horny, so needy for your God...

Looking at you, he started to move his finger inside your wet pussy. It felt oh so good...

You were moaning like a slut. Your cunt was so warm and wet it made it easier for Scara's huge finger to fuck you.

He was moving his finger in and out, each time a bit faster untill your eyes rolled back and you were shouting his name very, very loud. Inside the big robot he was smirking, amused by the actions of his little bitch.

He placed other finger on your clit and started rubbing circles on it. You came so hard, squirted all over his finger and onto the floor.

He chuckled and let you ride your high, then picked you up so you can sit on his hand.

Then he turned to look at the scholar.

"See? Stupid scholars like you don't stand a chance against God. Now...begone human, do not get close to MY property ever again."

The guy nodded and quickly ran away.

You were so satisfied...and so...so tired after this.

But it was Indeed the best experience you've ever had.

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[spiriteddreams]

i'm sorry (liar)

you should have known, fake dating never ends well. but what can you do when you are just a fool in love? Pairing: Al-Haitham x Reader Warnings: angst, hurt/no comfort Word Count: ~1k

“because i love you!” you cry out, hands shaking in front of your chest as if you were cradling the pieces of your heart. you think you can feel the pieces in your hand, shattered, worn, crumbling and yet you still try to hold them to your chest. “i love you more than i should and it’s so hard to keep pretending every single day that i don’t! i can’t keep pretending to be in this… relationship with you when my feelings are on the line! it’s eating me up inside and i’m sorry! i’m sorry… okay?”

it’s silent. the worst kind of silence. the one that lives in the shadows and slithers behind your back to taunt you, leering in your face with cruel eyes and a twisted smile. it tightens around your chest until you choke on air and it jolts you back to the present. but he just stares at you, and that blank expression on his face stings.

“i— i don’t know what to say.”

“of course you don’t.” your laugh is dry and unfamiliar, shocking yourself and him. he swallows thickly, eyes searching yours to read the emotions that are clear across your face. he sees the hurt, the humiliation, the puffy eyes and previously shed tears. because of him. and when you speak to him, it’s void of the gentleness and grace he was once so accustomed to. you realize it doesn’t sound like you at all, devoid of any emotion. “you never do, do you? here i am, spilling out my stupid feelings in front of you like an absolute fool and—“

“what am i supposed to say, sorry? i’m sorry, okay?” his chest heaves, as if they took all the breath from his lungs, and you want to take that word from his lips and crush it in your palm. he doesn’t deserve that word. sorry.

it is poison on his tongue, slippery but sweet, false comfort that you once thought you could indulge him. he says “sorry” like it’s just a word. it holds no weight when it falls from his tongue. because al-haitham is a man of schemes, and more often than not, the word “sorry” is just a word on a script. he plays the part well, too well in fact. he lures in his prey and when the time is right, makes a swift departure in the form of an excuse.

“i simply wish to return back to my life before this disaster,” he had shrugged. “i’m simply a feeble scholar, i have no intention to cause any extra unnecessary stress in my life.”

you scoff, “unnecessary stress? is that what you call this… relationship?”

he’s silent. you take that as your answer.

“you can’t tell me this isn’t fake anymore.”

he sighs and looks away, “we entered this relationship for the benefit of us both, to get people to stop asking questions and to steer them in a different direction. if you knew that this was going to happen you should have said something beforehand.”

what do you say to that? what do you say to someone who believes himself to think so logically and plan so far ahead that any emotions gathered and strung up along the way aren’t even factored in? and the worst part is, you know why he’s doing this. because al-haitham has always valued logic over emotion, and whether or not he might have the hint of the same shared feelings as you, it’s near impossible to tell by the way he is so nonchalant in brushing you off. it’s as if he’s trying to get rid of this, get rid of you before he realizes his own feelings. perhaps it’s your turn to get rid of him before they worsen.

“whatever,” you turn around to leave. “i won’t waste your time any longer.” you don’t see the way your words sting him and the way his mouth twitches downwards. he doesn’t quite like the way your back faces him, or the tenseness in your muscles, or the way you scoff in what sounds like disappointment to his ears. the door opens and shuts before he can process what happens, and he’s left to grasp at air.

//

“i’m sorry.”

you stare at him thoughtfully, eyes moving ever so slightly as if reading words off of his face. he hopes those silent words are enough to convince you. now, months later, he finds himself at your door with those same words on his lips. they taste different now, more bitter and desperate, laced with months worth of distraught emotions at the distance you had slowly but surely put between the two of you. 

“do you even know what you’re sorry for?” you sound tired but calm. he opens his mouth to respond, but closes it when nothing comes out. there’s so much to apologize for and yet he doesn’t know where to start.

“it’s fine, al-haitham.” the smile that crosses your face doesn’t meet your eyes. it’s like you know what he’s trying to say through the gaps of silence, and yet you refuse to hear it. the sharp shake of your head is like a snapping thread, like you’ve yanked his end from his hands and have started to curl it around yours, as if to bandage your shattered pride. but your pride has long since healed, at least from what al-haitham can tell. now it is his own feelings and mess of thoughts that he’s left to piece together. but the bandage and glue that you used to piece yourself back together is still held tightly in your hands and he doesn’t know how to ask for it.

“don’t you think it’s rather too late to be searching for closure?” you hum, tilting your head thoughtfully. al-haitham realizes he doesn’t like this side of you. you’re too calm, too logical, too ignorant of the war of emotions that rages on in his head. he wants to go back, jump through time, pray to the archons he once rolled his eyes at and ask if he could have one chance to fix a mistake that he hadn’t realized would have spiraled into this mess. he knows now what it means to be in love with someone who won’t love you back. you, don’t love him back, not anymore. he thinks it’s hard to learn how to love. and maybe if he had learned sooner, he might not be the fool who realized too late. he wishes he would have known sooner and he wishes you still feel the same.

or, perhaps you're both liars.

reblogs and comments are greatly appreciated! <3 a/n: idk sorry about the bad ending

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[youngeritoshi]

Needy Al Haitham x Traveler

TW:nsfw, breeding kink, sucking, overstimulation, slurs, perverted person

Pt. 2 Aether

Pt. 1 Lumine

Imagine Al Haitham getting so horny for traveler that he makes sure to get his pretty cock hard and ready for Lumine whenever they investigate something in the dessert ruins or off in the wild for his research.

"I know that I don't do this much but you're skillful that I imagine"

"so you do need our help?" Paimon replies confidently with a high pitched voice. Al Haitham sighs in defeat as he looks at the travelers open v line dress. The male figure could see the outline of travelers boobs.

Being the smart scholar that he is, he finds a way to convince Paimon to not come with the both of them. Giving her Mora and food at the place that they're staying at.

With Al Haitham intentionally running off fast to see the blonde traveler's tits go up and down from the running, sweat all over the body, panting as Lumine tries to catch up with the figure. well fuck he doesn't even notice his boner peeking out of his bottoms. Lumine spotted the male's boner as she tried to catch her breathe holding onto her knees.

Confused she looks up and down at the known 'feeble' scholar who looked at her with disappointment. "So? Should I ever tell you what to do? Or do you want me to force you to suck on it?"

"and now why did you think that I wanted us to be alone in the middle of the forest?"

Haitham had enough of Lumine's cute innocent face questioning the male scholar's true intentions. Pulling her hair down eye sight to his bulge, other hand unzipping his pants to reveal his hard needy cock.

He didn't have to push in traveler's mouth, the blonde petite girl teases the tip before swallowing it whole with him releasing a beautiful moan from his mouth.

"mhm yeah, do me good, that's a good fucking girl suck on that please suck me dumb" Lumine can't even believe what she's hearing, Al Haitham? Doing this? Saying that? To her?

The male figure then forces Lume head to his favorable pace, completely fucking traveler's mouth like a fuck doll. "you're doing so fucking well", "I'm cumming so good on your mouth awh~ ah~" Moans and gawk heard before the releases cum as he forced you to swallow.

"c'mon show me your pretty cunt" adjusting to a missionary position carrying traveler to be fucked against the tree, Al Haitham wasted no time to slide in his pretty thing in Lumine's sloppy wet cunt.

Being so horny and needy, imagining Lumine in his bed, fucking her dumb every single night. He can't even focus on his studies to prioritize on jerking off after seeing her cute face just a while ago.

Because of that, now he's finally inside of the dear traveler. He starts fast and rough. Pounding into the petite body of Lumine. With her scratching his back and Haitham holding her waist to hold her up pumping in his balls deep already imagining how he could destroy her little cunt in so many ways.

"A-Al~~ tha-ah~" Minds all fuzzy right now all just the feeling of Al Haitham's dump in traveler's good felt pussy. He doesn't pull out yet, pumping in his cock deep into her to make sure it doesn't see the beem of the sun. "I'm not done yet"

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Aether part here (working on it)

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#al haitham #al haitham x reader #al haitham x you #al haitham x y/n #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin smut #genshin alhaitham #alhaitham #genshin imagines #smut #alhaitham smut #lumine

[harmonysanreads]

hi harmony!!!!!!!!

your writing is very gorgeous and i like to read your vamp alhaitham fics every night they Are SO GOOD!!!!!!

give us like. any breadcrumbs of him. just small head-canons or facts that r super miscellaneous and randomُ !!!!

is he a cereal or milk first typa Guy

OMG HI GENIE !!! I'M SO SO SORRY FOR FINDING YOUR ASK THIS LATE T—T you give me the butterflies oh dear

I do have some crumbs and chunks on Vampiretham :)

Vampire Alhaitham has an infinite collection of suits.

There are books at every crevice of his house and every single one of them have his name or signature written somewhere.

Is not very active during summer, mostly sleeps during that time.

Definitely a music person.

Very patient.

He considers himself above humans but doesn't seem to be that proud of being a vampire.

Only the orange in his pupils turn red when he feeds.

While vampire alhaitham has no need for the treats of the humankind, he enjoys a few particular things (those with a bitter taste notably) and sugary stuff like cereal or milk are not one of them. Still, he knows humans need it for their growth so he only buys and prepares them for your sake. Imagine his confusion should you react animatedly when he pours the milk first. What? The end result is the same regardless of which substance you put first in the bowl — according to him, at least. He'll put up a very logical argument in the most matter-of-fact voice you've heard and it's either you give up trying to argue with him or it goes on forever.

What can I say? Vampire Alhaitham does not care about the customs and discourses of humans that do not pique his interest.

Teases, more than you'd imagine.

He wishes he had a heartbeat and pulse too :(

If he and Feeble Scholar Alhaitham got into a fight (physical or verbal), he'd win.

#moyazaika #chit chat ; vampire alhaitham #vampire alhaitham #vampire al haitham #yandere #yandere genshin impact #alhaitham #al haitham #alhaitham brainrot #genshin impact #vampire alhaitham x reader #vampire al haitham x reader #yandere vampire alhaitham #yandere vampire al haitham #yandere alhaitham #yandere al haitham

[worriedvision]

A handsome customer - Alhaitham

Gender neutral reader, mentions some in-game story stuff. Tighnari is the readers brother. Does have a threat at one point, Tighnari being a protective brother.

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You first started working in the cafe after you decided you'd rather spend more effort in completing your thesis instead of losing your energy to a job that paid a fraction of what the cafe did. Thankfully, you were competent at the work, so you kept the job while keeping up with your academic work.

There was a handsome customer, in fact he was the first one you served. He was initially really blank with you, not showing any interest past the obvious species thing with your ears. He simply ordered his coffee before taking a seat nearby as he waits for you to complete the order, placing it on the table before returning to the back.

Over time, he started passing you flirty notes. He always seemed to pick when you were there, your colleagues teasing you when they bring it up. He even smiled at you, all of it building towards you catching feelings for him.

Your brother figured it out quickly. There is a scent he caught on you, something that warned him you finally fell for someone. He doesn't bring it up with you, but he keeps a close eye on you to see who caught your eye. See, your species fall hard, and he knew from your personality as well as your breed that you would be thrown off course if some manchild was going to break things off.

He found out who you liked through your friend teasing you behind the counter when he was sitting with Kaveh, Cyno and Alhaitham. He trusted Cyno and Kaveh, but the fact that Alhaitham lied about being a feeble scholar made him suspicious.

"Hey, you keep looking over." Your friend giggles. "Is it the one with the big ears?"

"Ew, no! That's my brother." You grimace, your friend with a smug grin on their face.

"I'm only joking, I know it's not him. Still, is it the General Mahamatra?"

"No, it's not him." You respond, making up an order.

"It must be Kaveh then! He is such a lovely man, he'd treat you right."

"Want me to say it out loud?" You huff out, placing the to-go order and calling the customers name out before turning to whisper to your friend. "It's the man with the earpiece."

"The acting grand sage?" Your friend hesitates. "I get it, he has those buff arms and that chiseled physique, but he seems... emotionally lacking..." Your friend continues.

"But he's the one who keeps giving me flirty comments hidden in notes. He even finds ways to incorporate research techniques that convert it into code, it's so sweet of him." You protest lightly, your friend shaking their head before taking the wine out to the table.

"Alhaitham, would you care to follow me outside? I have something I'd like to ask you about." Tighnari asks. Alhaitham nods, not sure what he could help with.

The moment the door closes, Tighnari turns to Alhaitham, eyes darkening.

"Listen here. You've been flirting with my sibling, and I want you to know they've fallen hard for you. I hope you don't have to be lectured about species. If you were to play with their feelings, I know they'd likely not cope well with it." Tighnari growls. "Do you have true feelings for them?"

"Of course. I can assure you, I will not harm them." Alhaitham responds, Tighnari not relaxing just yet. "I may not express it, however i do know how to treat them the way they deserve."

"Good, because if you break their heart, I will break your legs." Tighnari warns him, opening the door and returning to his usual expression.

"Let's go back, shall we?" Tighnari smiles, Alhaitham following as he opts to get on Tighnaris good side instead of running away with his tail between his legs.

"Hah, you look like you've seen a ghost, Alhaitham." Kaveh exclaims, Alhaitham clearing his throat.

"Oh, I just gave him a light warning." Tighnari states, Alhaitham nodding.

#gender neutral reader #genshin impact imagines #alhaitham x gender neutral reader #alhaitham x reader #alhaitham #tighnari #kaveh #cyno

[tklpilled]

for prompts maybee lee kaveh with chasing the lee?

"Haitham," Kaveh stammers, eyes wide as he begins to back up. "Y-you know I didn't—"

"Ten seconds," says Alhaitham, and Kaveh turns and runs.

There aren't many places to go in their small house, but he just has to get away, stay hidden long enough for Alhaitham to forget everything — which will take a very, very long time.

He's debating hiding in the closet when he hears footsteps behind him, and then Alhaitham is right there. It's almost scary how silently he can move.

"Kaveh," he says simply, and Kaveh flushes slightly.

"Y-yes?" he squeaks.

Alhaitham says nothing more about it, just reaching out and grabbing him by the waist. Kaveh gasps, squirming in his surprisingly strong grasp. Ugh. "Feeble scholar"? What a joke.

"H-Haitham, please," Kaveh breathes, gazing up at his boyfriend with pleading eyes. It doesn't work, because seconds later hands are squeezing his waist and Kaveh can barely think with the tickles suddenly overloading his mind.

"F-fuhuhuck, please, I'm sohorry!" he wails, cackling as he shoves weakly at Alhaitham's arms. "Pleasepleaseplehehease...!"

"Sorry for what?" Alhaitham asks, sounding unfairly amused. And the thing is, Kaveh would find it funny too — because he's done nothing wrong, absolutely nothing to deserve this torture. Alhaitham just loves to toy with him like this, and Kaveh lets him get away with it every time.

"You can't apologise if you don't know what you're apologising for," says the scribe, as Kaveh knew he would — and then the tickles manage to get even worse, and neither of them can mask the fun they're having.

#ask #anonymous #genshin #tickle fic #lee!kaveh #ler!alhaitham #kavetham #arty writes

[calx-bdo]

haikaveh oneshots

kaveh frowns seeing the surplus food in the fridge.

no, not because of his "lack of favourites" (to which there are many soups, thank you.), but it's rather due to the fact that alhaitham's food was also in the fridge. all of it.

kaveh's not dumb, he can pick up on his roommate's eating habits quickly. especially the significant lack of appetite. (urgh, this one worries kaveh the MOST.) but not to the extent of leaving food out altogether.

hence, kaveh makes one very quick trip to the bazaar to grab a quick snack for alhaitham. this one recently hit the shelves, and kaveh's sure that alhaitham would most definitely enjoy this. "taste supersedes presentation.." kaveh can already hear alhaitham's voice boring into his skull.

well, that's the whole reason kaveh fell in love with him in the first place. kaveh returns home with a skip in his step, rapting his knucles kightly on alhaitham's door before entering.

"haitham?" his voice takes on a softer tone, peering inside the dimly lit room. "oh, عزیزم, are you.. alright?" kaveh's warm gaze landed on the pile and mountain of books stacked upon one another, alhaitham's hair in a tight grasp. if kaveh didnt know any more, he could say alhaitham is one tick away from completely losing his hold onto his sanity.

kaveh repeats the soft nickname. "عزیزم?"

only then does alhaitham look up, circular glasses slipping off his nose.

alhaitham's cracked voice mumbles out. "حبيبي .."

"my sweet boy, are you alright?" kaveh immediately rushed to alhaitham's side, his food left forgotten on the table. kaveh's hands cupped his cheeks slowly, fingers softly brushing across his cheeks. his red eyes took one look across the table and the numerous coffee mug stains and lets out a tut.

"alhaitham. what did i tell you about proper sustenance?" at this point, kaveh's just playing with his hair, alhaitham's face buried into his waist as his buff hands (feeble scholar my ass!) wrapped tightly around his waist. "mmmfhh.." came alhaitham's reply, a little muffled.

"okay okay, just.. be sure to eat your food, alright? the aunties at the bazaar gave me these free food, and it's fresh, so be sure to eat it while it's hot! and.. jeez, alhaitham. stop drinking so much coffee! i'm starting to think that your blood is pure caffeine."

alhaitham nods at his words, burying his face furthur into kaveh's body.

a smile blossomed on kaveh's face.

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babe in persian = عزیزم

حبيبي= my love in arabic

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kaveh was (again) dusting off the numerous books that lined every inch of their house, when he spots a surprisingly new book. his fingers traced the words on the spine as he read the title.

"28 recipes for Soups! (most loved by moms and grandmas alike!)"

that got kaveh thinking. he clearly didn't purchase this, and both alhaitham and him didn't receive any cookbooks as presents. cyno and tighnari don't really care for food, and he doesn't know any chef that might have lent him this book. that only leaves one option - alhaitham purchased this book.

.. what for?? kaveh is confused. has alhaitham even expressed any interest in cooking?

whatever. kaveh shoves that book into the back of his mind before continuing on.

it isn't literally 5 minutes later that he finds yet another cookbook on alhaitham's shelves.

"okay. what the fuck. did these multiply or what?" kaveh pulled the book out of the shelf and scanned it again.

"27 new recipes for Soups! (limited edition, new stock!)

limited-?! alarm bells immediately go off in kaveh's head. limited? alhaitham is definitely the type to go scrambling after a book when he discovers that there's limited stock, claiming "he must have it!" and it's "a precious rarity". but a.. cookbook? alhaitham's worries extends to this type of books too?

jeez.

out of curiosity, kaveh placed the duster down on a nearby table before flipping the book open. one recipe catches his eye.

"...cream mushroom soup...liyue parsley... matsutake mushrooms and enoki mushrooms..." kaveh mumbles to himself. why does all these ingredients sound so familiar?

it clicks in his head. it's what he ate yesterday.

wait. wait. alhaitham... specially went out of his way to buy this limited edition book, learn to cook to the best of his ability, did all of this.. for him?

a warm feeling tugs at his heart.

the very next night, alhaitham flips open the book to see a green (the very shade of his little dendro mirrors too!) post-it on the next recipe.

"thank you for all you do love. even buying the limited edition books, hmm? <3

- k 💛"

crimson red blooms all over alhaitham's pale face.

what a tease.

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this is doing very little to help alhaitham's stress.

alhaitham and kaveh promised to go visit and see nilou's dance at zubayr theatre, even though alhaitham's autism and sensory issues make it a problem for him to be comfortable in the crowded grand bazaar. this, kaveh knows.

so when kaveh turns his head to look at alhaitham, in a moment of pure madness, alhaitham tries to mask his discomfort by flashing a small smile.

kaveh immediately gets suspicious.

alhaitham isn't one to smile. especially not at performances. the only time theres ever a curl upwards on his lips is when he's reading a book, and mocking the author for their "extreme lack of knowledge" and their "stupidity knows no bounds.". once, kaveh even heard him utter "common sense is apparently not common anymore. what kind of nonsense are these authors spilling into their books? they don't deserve their works published. goodness."

that was the most hatred kaveh has ever seen anyone express to an inanimate object. yes, kaveh's rantings to mehrak isn't counted! he isn't even that heated when ranting! and mehrak isn't inanimate! ugh!

kaveh grips alhaitham's forearms tighter. "oh? crap."

a tear rolls down alhaitham's cheeks. "kaveh, people keep touching me and i-"

"i'm sorry lovely.. i shouldn't have dragged you through a crowd. i wasn't thinking."

kaveh brings up a hand to caress alhaitham's cheeks.

"let's go home, okay?"

they both fall in step to walk home together.

"we can invite the others for dinner later." kaveh's hand tightly grips alhaitham's.

"is that okay?"

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` i feel like i need to explain here. whilst i'm not autistic myself, i watched aimee's videos (shwimzii on tiktok, go check her videos out, theyre great!) and this oneshot mostly revolves around the nilou's dance tiktok (the thumbnail is nilou, here's the link)

alhaitham is depicted overwhelmed by the sensory overload and starts to cry, hence i implemented this into the story. if there's anything wrong with it or anything i had written wrongly, please don't hesitate to tell me!

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kaveh comes across a picture of alhaitham and him in their old akademiya uniforms.

he picks up the frame and examines the picture.

archons, they look super young. like, dont have eyebags under their eyes young. like, no callouses and ink stains on their hands young.

"kaveh? what's that..?" alhaitham walked over to kaveh's side, hand wrapping around his waist. kaveh flushes at this. even though they've been dating for so long, kaveh still feels like a young schoolboy in love.

which takes them back to this picture.

"oh. i recall now. i remember when i had stuck to your side alot, since..."

kaveh patiently waits for alhaitham to finish his sentence.

"my grandmother and parents had recently passed away."

kaveh swears alhaitham's grip on him tightens.

"oh, عزیزم.."

kaveh mumbles out, placing a chaste kiss to alhaitham's cheek.

.

"hello! i'm kaveh, a second year student at the akademiya, assigned to guide you! what's your name?"

alhaitham looks at the hand extended to him.

"oookay, no name then! what darshan are you in? i'm in kshahrewar, the architecture darshan!"

it takes a while for alhaitham to mumble out a soft "haravatat."

"ooh, haravatat! that's a rare darshan due to the complicated runes!" kaveh beams at the boy's response.

alhaitham nods silently.

"well then, shall we explore the school? mr..."

this time, alhaitham responds rather quickly.

"alhaitham. my name is alhaitham."

"what a beautiful name! let's go around the school, okay alhaitham? it's big, so it's easy to get lost."

alhaitham followed kaveh around the school.

surprise surprise, when they reached the library, alhaitham immediately turned on his feet and left.

"hey, what? what's going on?" kaveh asked, very confused about alhaitham's apparent dislike of the library.

"i have no need for the library."

at kaveh's confusion, alhaitham further elaborates.

"i have more resources at home."

alhaitham following kaveh around proves to be a common sight around the akademiya. there's even a new joke floating around.

"whereever the blonde goes, the falcon follows."

haha, very funny.

alhaitham's relation to the falcon is an interesting one, however. the falcon is not a common rune to be found in, however, alhaitham's studies usually tend to revolve around runes of the sort revolving around this particular animal. kaveh swears he even saw a carving of the falcon on alhaitham's desk. and it's not just falcons too, all kinds of birds were present in alhaitham's home.

it was kinda cute, if kaveh's being honest. he wonders if he should tell alhaitham about the pet bird he has.

"alhaitham, you seem to be interested in birds!" kaveh mentions in the akademiya's cafeteria, seeing alhaitham engrossed in a book.

"mhm! there's many different species of birds, but my favourite personally is the falcon. did you know that like fennec foxes, falcons mate for life? and that peregerine falcons are able to migrate 15,500 miles every year! and..." alhaitham continues to ramble excitedly about different bird facts, mostly falcon related.

"say, alhaitham, why do you like vultures and falcons so much?" kaveh asks one day.

"mm, no idea. vultures are just, cool, i guess. and falcons..they were my mother's favourite. i try to think about her, remember her, but it's hard. the only way i feel like i can really honor her is to.. well, research something about her. it's.. painful, to say the least. but it hurts less with you."

a fond smile erupts on kaveh's lips.

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day after day, alhaitham finds himself running his fingers through kaveh's hair again and again.

it's so smooth, so silky..

that's why alhaitham took it upon himself to maintain kaveh's hair.

he observed the crappy shampoos that kaveh uses. it's not good quality, and it's too rough on the scalp. unacceptable.

alhaitham knows that good shampoos are sold in sumeru. in the grand bazaar. that crowded place.

he grits his teeth.

"kaveh, i'm going out for a while. be back soon."

"oh, okay handsome, stay safe!" kaveh's voice rings out from the study.

not even a mere 10 minutes later, alhaitham returns home, with a weird plastic packaging that he's holding onto like it's a lifeline, and evident tear stains on his cheeks.

"..alhaitham? what's wrong? love, did you go somewhere crowded? oh dear, come in, don't stand outside! my love, are you okay?" kaveh rattles off questions, and alhaitham can merely stand there.

"i bought this for you." alhaitham took out a bottle of shampoo, the price tag clearly scratched off.

"it's for you. i know you dont do well with expensive gifts, but.. i want you to accept this."

his gift is met with kaveh's lips on his lips, capturing him in a soft kiss as kaveh wraps his hand around alhaitham's neck.

"i love you, so much."

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#kavetham #yingyue'snovels #genshin impact #genshin #genshin x reader #genshin fluff #genshin imagines #haikaveh #kaveh x alhaitham #alhaitham x kaveh #genshin fanfiction #sumeru #genshin alhaitham #genshin kaveh #kavetham fanfic #gay #genshin fic #kavetham fluff

[teyvat-temptation]

⚙️ here yet again, with a marginally less horny ask

what are our beautiful genshin men's favourite (not immediately sexual - I don't want to make this too easy >:3) body parts of each other? (neuvillette/wriothesley, alhaitham/kaveh, zhongli/childe plus any other combination~)

Oh I love this so much. Mild NSFW but nothing super explicit.

Neuvillette Easy to see coming, it would have to be Wriothesley's hands. Large, calloused, battle warn, but oh so gentle and soft as they run along Neuvillette's body. He could spend hours gently tracing over the old scars, pressing kisses to his knuckles and simply holding the Duke's hands tightly in his own. Wriothesley It might sound a bit strange, but it would have to be Neuvillette's ears. Not because he finds them particularly sexy, but the way biting and sucking at them makes Neuvillette react- Really, it's impressive how nibbling at the old dragon's ears can reduce him to a mewling mess, but Wrio is here for it and will abuse this power fully. (I'm on team pointy-eared Neuvillette) Alhaitham Nothing is hotter to this man than Kaveh's back. The skin is so beautiful and smooth, almost as if he was made of porcelain. The slight glimpses he catches of Kaveh's lithe figure through that slit down the back of his shit always works the scribe up. Makes him want to drag Kaveh home and rack his nails along his back and mark him up for everyone to see- Kaveh It would have to be Alhaitham's arms. Sure, he might just be some "feeble scholar" but that doesn't mean he isn't in decently good shape from swinging that sword around all the time. Kaveh loves to spend after they have sex just tracing along the muscles in Alhaitham's arms, kissing over battle scars, and treasuring how safe and warm he feels wrapped up in them. Zhongli Legs. This man is all about legs. A good lean pair of legs with powerful calf muscles? Goddamn, this man will be on his knees. Childe is aware of this and loves to tease the Archon. Zhongli isn't the most openly expressive of men, but he will gladly get on his knees and worship his lover's long, powerful legs with a hunger in his eyes. Childe Gotta be Zhongli's voice. It's not a physical attribute, but nothing reduces Childe to a puddle faster than the Geo Archon mumbling sweet nothings into his ear. Call him a slut, call him an angel, tell him he's a whore, or praise the very ground he walks on, it matters not to him. As long as Zhongli is the one to say it, he will be putty in his hands. Cyno This one is a cop-out, but Tighnari's tail. It isn't that he finds the tail itself sexual or anything, but the way it alerts him to the forest watches moods. When Tighnari is getting worked up, all hot and bothered, his tail starts to sway quickly. When he's deep in the midst of passion, it slows to a gentle rocking motions. Cyno has learned what Tighnari likes and doesn't like based on his tail. Tighnari Cyno's neck. There's just something about that makes Tighnari's feral side act up. He wants to sink his teeth into the flesh so badly. Sometimes, he will wrap his hands around his neck, squeezing enough that he can feel the vibrations of Cyno's moans under his palms. Not to mention how hot it is to mark him up for everyone to see, and how proudly Cyno wears them.

#genshin impact #kaveh #neuvillette #wriothesley #tighnari #alhaitham #cyno #childe #zhongli

[zhongrin]

Good evening Rin! I come by with another zhongwrinth thought! It’s always been a personal headcanon of mine that Zhongli knows how to fight with different weapons, maybe because he’s the God of War or smth but anyways! I like to think combat practice does happen from time to time in the teahouse or in the adeptal relams.

At first it’s Wriothesley practicing punches then Zhongli passes by and asks him, “Have you tried (insert boxing tip here)?” And Wriothesley tries it out, he’s surprised at the improvement. Wriothesley knows Zhongli is powerful, he’s in the adeptal realm after all. So sometimes he’ll seek Zhongli out and ask for a combat tip or two.

For Al-Haitham it’s a little harder? Feeble scholar he calls himself, i just like to think he passed by during Wriothesley’s practice once and Zhongli happens to be there. Zhongli comments on the Wrio’s form and Al-Haitham, curious, asks Zhongli for comments on the scholar’s form.

Zhongli gives a detailed comment and Al-Haitham just goes. “I’ll try it next time.”

So now three of them have one joint combat session, I forgot to ask, how much does Al-Haitham and Wriothesley know about Zhongli’s being a former god in the zhongwrinth household? Do they know all the details or do they just go ‘he’s powerful and gives good advice’?

That’s not the best part, the best part is when you come home and see three of your husbands, shirtless and sweating from their workout practicing together.

*runs*

*EXCITED CHEW TOY NOISES* HIIII STORM (if i can call you that??? but lmk if you prefer to be called something else <3) UEUEUE IM SCREECHING THIS WAS SO <3 <3 <3 🫠🫠🫠

(more utc bc this got long helphsdlkfjskd)

yessss i'm pretty sure zhongli can wield a lot of weapons (i mean…. 6k years and counting, god of war, knowledgeable about all things, man wears an archer's ring - and i refuse to believe it's just for 'status' or aesthetic purposes….) and he just so happens to prefer the polearm!! ough… imagine him with a claymore…. *nosebleeds*

...... they're bonding your honor. they're bonding and i like it very much. i love them i love them i love them i love them i love them i lov- wait sorry what were we talking about again? /silly

OH RIGHT YES AHEM joint combat training (or, as al haitham claims, 'just an exercise') session. does wriothesley and al haitham know about zhongli's identity? well, the answer is both yes and no lol

i'd like to think zhongli is kind of a menace in this one - he doesn't really straight up tell them, but he doesn't really try to hide the fact that he's not just an ordinary guy. they have seen him with his horns and tail out. they have seen him in his compact form wrapped around my neck like a scarf. he doesn't hesitate to tell stories of old when he was rex lapis/morax over dinner (but he does this in a storytelling fashion and in third-person pov). they have asked me for clarification, but i'm also a menace so i choose to keep quiet i don't think it's something i should be telling them, so all i tell them is "if he's not telling, then i'm not telling <3" lmao

i'd say wriothesley suspects that he's a dragon sovereign, simply because he knows neuvillette and these two old men give similar vibes and mannerisms. i imagine he keeps sneakily trying to bribe zhongli to visit fontaine with its ✨selections✨of✨tea✨ but he's actually secretly planning to make the two dragons meet so he can test his hypothesis.

as for al haitham, i think he has enough resources and brainpower to do a proper observation and research to conclude that zhongli is the ex-geo archon. he's the type who would deep dive into liyue history books and journals and records, learn ancient liyuean to explore the ruins, and ask questions to zhongli to crosscheck between the books, the facts he's seen, and whether zhongli's story corroborates it. man's hyperfixated now. someone help him.

brb now i'm imagining shirtless wriothesley and zhongli in that transparent bodysuit and al haitham in his own bodysuit, all sweating aー oh god zhongli's hair is upー oh god wrio's pouring water onto his face and it's trickling down hisー oh god haitham's lifting his bodysuit to wipe his swー HWERHFIE)OWWEDLIAJDIKASD *explODES*

#rin answers #rin is having tea with: song-of-storms162 #rin selfships #zhongwrinth #I AM NOT NORMAL ABOUT THIS #SCREECHES

[isnt-it-pretty]

this anon would like to propose chronic illness Alhaitham: 1) game insists that he's "lazy" which is... well that's an insult people with chronic illness sure get a lot 2) insistence on being a feeble scholar: maybe he's not just saying that out of nowhere. maybe he needs the "easy" job he's working 3) we've had Kaveh agreeing to live with Alhaitham because he couldn't live alone anymore, but what if Alhaitham offered to take Kaveh in because he couldn't live alone anymore 4) said to have an unpredictable schedule, maybe because he needs frequent time off? 5) idk I think it would be fun

Anon, you're totally right. It's something I've also considered but haven't been able to put into words/post about yet, so I'm glad somebody else did first!

Alhaitham also skipped a ton of classes during his time in the Akademiya in favour of "self-directed learning," which makes sense for somebody who is chronically ill. I certainly wouldn't be able to make every class if I went to university, and being able to go at his own pace would be far better than trying to attend class every day, especially when his physical abilities change depending on the day.

Him working a job that requires a low amount of movement and flexible hours also makes a ton of sense. Presumably, he can come in when needed and leave early as long as his work gets done. Like you said, his "feeble scholar" bit isn't coming out of nowhere. Also, maybe he has to maintain that level of strength because of his illness. I'm thinking ones like EDS where joints are too lax, and so they rely on muscles to stabilize them.

And about Kaveh, you're totally right. It'd make sense for him to offer Kaveh a place to live if Alhaitham was struggling alone. Kaveh is the one who does all the cleaning too, which would make sense if Alhaitham just doesn't have the energy for it.

Also, please consider sick little Alhaitham curled up as his grandmother reads to him.

#genshin #asks #alhaitham #chronically ill genshin

[meili-sheep]

Despite how Al-Haitham looks, I genuinely thinks that Kaveh would totally kick his ass if he got the jump on him first (as if Al-Haitham would let him). Everyone seems to forget that Kaveh’s a claymore user. How do you think he builds some of his stuff? It takes a lot of physical strength.

And also, I don’t subscribe to the in-game models as matching up to lore. I remember how angry people were with Albedo’s in-game hair.

Al-Haitham is a scribe and although his fighting style is very much pointed to efficiency and minimizing the energy being used to the maximum effect possible, he’s not oblitering any rocks by just punching it.

Am I saying that Arataki Itto is the most jacked playable character (that is mostly mortal) in Genshin Impact? His oni heritage, insistent prowess, and impressive feats of physical strength is saying yes.

Honestly, I agree that the in-game models don't reflect what the character would actually look like based on strength and such. But I will remind you that "feeble scholar" was able to successfully repel Cyno.

I will never get over that he called himself that with one of the game's most beefy-looking models (Not including NPCs) And haveing 2 fight scenes before that and like half of one after.

But here is the thing. Al Haitham is not really a fighter. Just like he says, he's not a leader. He just doesn't want to do it. When in a Fight he's mind is working in overdrive, and as he's predicting based on the flower of the fight and watch, he might know of his enemy to predict what they will do next. So I guess I should say he's not really an offensive fighter. And I think if you are challenging him, that will put him at the advantage because he'll be more easily able to predict the flow of the fight and keep a clear mind.

I think to do well in a fight with Al Haitham, your gonna need to force him to be the aggressor, which is a really hard thing to do.

But with Al Haitham's way of fighting, he's speed and reflex-focused. So he while I don't think he's going to be as strong as Kaveh. I still think in some reason, he could take probably Kaveh and possibly Itto. But to be honest, He'd never fight with Itto.

I'm also going to remind people. Diluc punched and kicked Abyss mages and hillchurls into nonexistence.

So Diluc and Bediou are probably my top mortals for strength.

Of course, I put Itto above them, but he's not a mortal. I place him on like Ganyu/Yanfei level like Half Adeptus.

#al haitham headcanons #al haitham #al haitham genshin #kaveh headcanons #kaveh #kaveh genshin

[kyonoc]

I like my men like how I like my 2D men: smartass, laidback, and is voiced by Umehara 🙏

Mini essay about the two of them below

Don't DM me if you don't have the voice of Yuuichirou Umehara. Or Youko Hikasa (wait what U-1196 is voiced by her???? i never watched the anime version so I never knew that?? 😭😭)

Corporate needs you to find the differences between this man (feeble scribe) and this man (ojitan)

The answer is: they are the same picture. You cannot convince me otherwise.

But to elaborate further..

Aside from some very obvious physical traits that they share (7:3 bangs, green eyes, a questionable hairstyle that I'm unsure how to draw, well built physique, tall, 20+ male), they are somehow very similar in terms of character too. They are both a very scholarly and intellectual person, they both have low ambition/like to take the easy way out to things (Alhaitham is qualified for the grand sage position, but my man wanted to be a scribe; I haven't been catching up with Twst aside from the main story lately, but I remember an event where Leona talked about going back to his homeland and do biology research sth because, well. He is the prince of the country, my man is going to get an easy pass. Even if he can actually achieve it himself with little effort. You big cat.).

They both like to nap, though Leona may naps a little too much. I'm thinking Leona also possess a high EQ, and I believe it's stated pretty crystal clear by now Haitham is not dense. Oh, they also is closer to/taken care of by an elderly figure (Kifaji for Leona and grandma for Haitham), since their parents is either dead or don't care.

Mhm, the biggest difference would be Leona is not very stoic, unlike our Scribe here. He drink women respect juice daily tho, so points to that. It's also noteworthy that our feeble scholar have low ambition by choice, while our dear lion is low ambition because he has given up on life. And with Twst being villain themed, Leona isn't exactly a "good" nor a "hero like" character. He is cunning, sly, and is mischievous/wicked just like any other cast in the series. That doesn't apply for our Scribe now, does it?

Ah, but of course; all in all, they are their own unique and respective characters with their own motive, backgound, trait, and personality, and each have their own development. It'd be quite rude (both to the creator and the character's fan) to say one is just like another one.

Anyhow, my taste in man is basically copying and pasting..

Also, have a 30sec of Umeme laughing as Leona

KK.