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#kaveh fanfiction
yaesnovels · 1 year
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. good idea !
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alhaitham x reader x kaveh
disclaimer: part of @angelltheninth's 20k collab!
warnings; threesome, poly relationship, fem!bodied reader, unprotected sex, choking, teasing, oral (f & m receiving), pet names (honey, sweetheart, good girl, princess), praise, degradation, edging, overstimulation, breeding kink, creampies
wc: 2.1k
a/n: i had been thinking about writing a threesome for alhaitham and kaveh for a while now so this collab came in pretty much at the right time; i was so excited to write it that i just really wrote it all today xD i hope you guys like it just as much as i do !!!
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“so, we were thinking”, kaveh suddenly plopped down next to you, startling you as you had been focused on your book as you laid on the couch. 
“hello to you, too. idiot”, you muttered the last part as you marked the page you stopped at with a piece of paper and put the book away; giving your total focus on your boyfriend. well, one of them. the other one was still sitting on his seat, not really looking at kaveh and you. alhaitham was as unbothered as always – listening, but not actively participating in the conversation. 
you grabbed a bottle of water as you waited for kaveh to proceed, drinking a bit of it. you hadn’t even realized how dry your throat was until that moment, so the water was really helpful. 
“you know how we’re all in a relationship together? how come we never had a threesome then?”
you choked on your water, almost spitting it out on him to which alhaitham couldn’t help the snicker escaping him. “excuse me?”
“i mean, come on. it’s always either you and me or you and alhaitham. and i think we should switch things up a little? i feel like that would make things really interesting”, kaveh explained. in the same moment he was slowly stroking up your leg, fingers lingering gently over your skin, causing goosebumps to cover the naked skin as you were only wearing quite revealing shorts. 
“so, what do you say? think you can handle us both at the same time, honey?”, kaveh grabbed your hands and pulled you closer towards himself, having you move until you were seated on his lap. he grabbed your ass in the meantime, while you leaned in to kiss him. 
“now, sweetheart, don’t you think it’s a little unfair to me?”, alhaitham muttered from behind you, hand slowly wrapping around your neck, softly squeezing but not too much that it would affect your breathing in any way. 
you looked up to him, seeing him smirk knowingly as you gulped. 
between your two boyfriends, alhaitham had always been the more intense type in bed. he was the type to use you for his own pleasure (still, he would never leave you unsatisfied in any way) whilst kaveh was the more giving lover, bringing you to the edge over and over with his mouth and fingers before he even cared for his own release. 
being in between both of them now had you anxious on what was expecting you. “oh, honey, don’t think we’re going to go easy on you. and don’t even consider for a moment that we will leave you unsatisfied because at the end of this, you will either be begging us to stop or be on the brink of passing out. so, are you in for it, honey?”
you breathed in and out deeply to calm your nerves for a second before you nodded. “ah, ah, ah. use your words, sweetheart”, alhaitham warned you, hand squeezing your throat a little bit more this time. 
“yes. i’m all in for it”, you said once he relaxed his grip on your throat, almost in a trance as you lost yourself in kaveh’s eyes, he was looking at you with so much adoration and love in his gaze. 
“go on, love. get to the bedroom, take your clothes off; we’ll be there in a moment”, alhaitham said, pulling you off kaveh’s lap before you hurried to the room, all excited already. 
“this was a good idea”, kaveh then said before he got up, went to the kitchen and grabbed a couple of bottles of water. he already knew how intense things could become with alhaitham – having it experienced himself multiple times already – so he knew that you would want some water from time to time. and he obviously didn’t want you to dehydrate. 
“for once, i have to agree with you”, alhaitham chuckled before he disappeared into the comfort of your bedroom, already impatient to have you all shaking, crying and overstimulated for him and kaveh. 
it was so hard to breathe when alhaitham was fucking your mouth and kaveh was eating you out at the same time. your hips were twitching as you were nearing your first release of the night, alhaitham was groaning about how good your mouth felt around his cock. you were practically drooling around him, tears in your eyes as he was being absolutely rough with you. 
“feeling good, honey? aw, are you close? well, that‘s too bad”, kaveh faked a pout before he stopped, planting a soft kiss on your clit before he wiped off his mouth and chin from your slick. “shh, relax, baby. it‘s all good.”
alhaitham let out a particularly loud groan when he came inside your mouth, having you swallow it all. “open your mouth, sweetheart, let me see, perfect, good girl. you‘re my good girl aren‘t you sweetheart?”, alhaitham praised you for swallowing all of his cum. 
“our good girl”, kaveh corrected him with a grumble, all while he was leaving soft kisses over your thighs. “i’m here, too, idiot.”
“yeah yeah”, alhaitham rolled his eyes, softly caressing your cheek with his thumb. “my focus isn’t on you today.”
“right, of course. we gotta make sure our princess feels absolutely loved and satisfied, right?”, the question was rather directed to you instead of alhaitham, kaveh was back at teasing your clit, thumb gently circling the sensitive nub. 
“kaveh”, you panted, looking down at him in surprise as he slid two of his fingers inside, roughly fingering you as your body was twitching uncontrollably. the wet, squelching sounds had you cover your face in embarrassment, which al haitham didn’t like at all. 
“oh, sweetheart, who told you to cover your pretty face? hands. off.” 
your lips parted as you let out yet another moan, getting so close to your high until kaveh stopped again. “rude”, you muttered, adjusting your position on the bed as you grabbed alhaitham’s cock with your hand, slowly rubbing your fingers over his slit. 
“what was that, honey? i didn’t quite catch that”, kaveh’s tone was deep, almost threatening in a way. 
“nothing”, you replied, smiling apologetically at him. “can one of you please fuck me now?”
“demanding, aren’t we?”, alhaitham rolled his eyes, grabbing your cheeks somewhat hard to force you to look at him. “since when are you this bratty with me? do you want me to edge you until you pass out again?” 
“you’re going to hurt her”, kaveh warned him. 
“don’t even think of acting out like this any longer. it’s not going to work, sweetheart. and i swear i will make you regret this”, alhaitham ignored his boyfriend; absolutely in his element as the person you will always listen to. “i’ve had it with your attitude. we’ll edge you when we want and we’ll make you cum when we want to.”
kaveh was slowly feeling somewhat sorry for you – considering he slid his two fingers in again, building up a rough pace with them as he continued with his tongue circling your clit. 
“mhm, baby, you’re so wet. does it turn you on being between us two, hm? one of us ain’t enough for you anymore, now are we?”, kaveh groaned against your pussy, you were getting closer and closer to your release as you came around his fingers, creamy slick covering them as he pulled them out. your eyes were teary, as you were cursing and whimpering out kaveh’s name, the orgasm being intense after being edged a couple of times. once your body calmed down from its twitching, you were turned around onto your side. 
your hand was still wrapped around alhaitham’s cock, jerking him off and him moaning like that made you want him fuck you even more in that moment. “please”, you mumbled. 
“please what, honey?”, kaveh asked innocently, as he and alhaitham swapped places so that alhaitham could finally fill you up whilst kaveh could take over your mouth. knowing how alhaitham had a massive thing for creampies, it seemed fair to let him paint your insides white first. 
“please, fuck me”, you begged, as the scribe let himself get comfortable behind you and aligned his tip with your entrance. 
“your wish is my command, princess”, alhaitham chuckled, before he buried himself deep inside of you with one hard thrust, quite easily, he had to admit. which wasn’t necessarily surprising to him considering how wet you were. your moans were muffled by kaveh’s cock in your mouth. 
they managed to build up a pace that never left you empty in any way. you were drooling all over kaveh’s cock while alhaitham was fucking you with a relentless pace, not even once slowing down as he hit your g-spot and with you jerking him off before, he was already close to his second high. 
his eyes rolled back as he came inside of you, your walls clamping down on him to keep his cum buried deep inside but once he pulled out, he turned you back around on your back just to watch his cum drip out of your hole. 
“fuck, look how much you came”, kaveh groaned. 
alhaitham collected his cum with his fingers before he thrusted his fingers back inside, not wanting to waste a single drop. “keep it all inside, baby or i’m gonna need to fill you more”, alhaitham was so desperate, unusually so. he was usually so calm and collected. alhaitham laid down next to you to catch a break, breathless. 
“please”, you whimpered. “please don’t stop.” 
“oh, honey, don’t worry. i still have to fuck you. you will be so fucking full of us, baby”, kaveh promised, pulling out his cock from your mouth before he was laying on top of you. 
this was when kaveh’s soft side was back. he pulled you up a bit before he grabbed one of the bottles of water and placing it against your lips, having you drink a bit. “good girl”, he praised, softly kissing you in an attempt to distract you from him pushing his hard dick inside again. 
the sound of skin slapping against skin was so loud, he was going so fast that he had you gushing around his cock in no time. “you’re all ours, baby. just ours”, he grunted, “just like this, baby. come for me, baby.” 
“kaveh”, you cried as he as well filled you up with his cum, up to the brim, just like they promised. you were so full of their cum that it was already coating his cock all the while it was dripping out of your hole when he was pulling out. 
his breathing was so erratic once he released deep inside of you, everything was so messy as he pulled out. he even thought you passed out for a moment, but he wasn’t really sure. 
“you’re such a beautiful mess for me, baby. want me to fill you up again?”, he asked, mumbling as he kissed you sweetly. 
you were shaking your head, not having the energy to have yet another orgasm. “please, give me a break”, you begged, alhaitham only chuckling at how weak your voice was. 
“aw, babe, of course. you deserve this”, kaveh mumbled, “i’m so proud of you, baby.” 
you couldn’t help the little smile on your lips as alhaitham came back into the room – you hadn’t even noticed him leaving – with some snacks in his hands. “you did so good for us both, honey”, alhaitham praised you, something that rarely happened because he was the type to care for your sore body with cuddles instead of words. 
“this was definitely a good idea”, you yawned, grabbing one of the chocolate bars alhaitham had brought with him. both of them chuckled, as kaveh put the blanket on your body so that you wouldn’t feel cold. 
“i agree”, both your boyfriends replied in unison and the stare they gave each other made you laugh out loud. 
“idiots”, you mumbled. probably not your best idea because both of them were still ready to proceed with your sweet torture, since they had only stopped to give you a break. alhaitham raised his brow, questioning your ability to make smart decisions because clearly, you weren’t able to. otherwise you would remember what type of lover alhaitham was. 
it was too late for apologies as kaveh had you trembling in overstimulation as alhaitham put up a caring facade, making you cry out as everything went white once more. 
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miokki · 8 months
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✦ WHEN YOU STUMBLE ON THEM SLEEPING
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✰ synopsis: sumeru boys and their sleepy antics
✰ pairing(s): alhaitham, cyno, kaveh and tighnari x gn!reader (all seperate)
✰ content warnings: just fluff
✰ note: i actually wrote this in feb around alhaitham’s birthday so im trying to get my scraps out. also fyi i read @/mrpenguinpants’s green slumber recently is similar.
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❈ ALHAITHAM
you had just gone over the summary for your newest assignment with alhaitham, who was dear enough to sit down in the house of daena and go over it with you. the assignment itself wasn’t particularly challenging, yet it didn't align with your interest in study. that was the main reason you asked your boyfriend to assist in your studies. yet from when you'd started your explanation to the time it took you to lift your head from the pages in your lap, you found your boyfriend slumped in his chair, as soft snores left his mouth.
you’re pretty confident in thinking that your voice wasn’t that boring, well, at least not to the greatness of making the acting grand sage alhaitham fall asleep. it was either that or the shiny new title had taken its toll on alhaitham much harder than you had anticipated. but being sure of alhaitham’s abilities, you'd doubt that your boyfriend wouldn’t let something like that beat him so easily. however, rather than dwelling on it, you put the pile of papers back down onto the table you were sitting on before settling back onto the table.
with alhaitham, defenceless under your regard, you decide to use every moment to further soak his features into your brain. his arms laying on both armrests as his head leaned off to the left. shamelessly watching from above as he bathed in the afternoon sunlight, which only seemed to enhance his glowing complexion. even after the longest time, you are still awestruck at how gorgeous and lovely he is. however, you were only able to truly appreciate this after he let go of his tight guard.
but still, there isn’t a single day you don’t remind yourself of it, not that you have to. it feels like you can’t pull your eyes away, stuck in a trance with him as your man focal point. that was, until you realise you've blown your horribly disguised cover for how sickeningly infatuated you are with him. alhaitham, now staring at you with both a surprised and an embarrassed expression on his face, his ears starting to redden before his eyes close again.
pulling yourself out of your daze, you slowly bring your hand to his cheek, softly caressing it. his skin soft as you feel your lover lean into your touch. dragging your thumb across his face as you watch his eyelashes fluttering, his eyes still shut. you notice a small smile sprawled across his lips, the upwards tug on alhaitham’s lips becoming apparent.
“i know you’re awake, pretty boy,” you tease, using your fingertips to gently move his hair covering his eyes.
alhaitham chuckles as he opens his eyes, crimson red and green, gazing into you. you look at him as he places his hand on top of yours, caging your hand on his face. the action feeling both needy and almost desperate. your boyfriend laughing inwardly before looking you in the eyes.
“let me indulge for a bit longer, just this once, habibti.”
❈ CYNO
the title ‘general mahamatra’ is a hefty title to uphold, many become overwhelmed by the responsibility, therefore, avoiding the title as a goal. yet cyno maintains it, and he does it well. so much so that it occasionally stresses you that your boyfriend doesn’t rest enough and might become overworked. albeit, a habit to visit him while he's working just to make sure he's okay. so when you come across him fast asleep in his office, you can’t help but sigh in relief, glad he’s resting up for once. sumeru’s general mahamatra deserves to slack off every once and a while, no? this is deeming that he does a vast majority of sumeru’s upkeeping.
quickly and quietly, you slip through the small gap between the wall and the door, the door slightly squeaking as it brushes against your chest before you get through. you sigh once you're inside and swiftly shut the door to cyno's office. observing your, your view the few nicely potted plants and the tall bookshelves in the back with hundreds of untouched books. and the centrepiece to complete; cyno’s desk, with him, slouched in his chair, arms crossed and his hat still on.
you don’t understand why the akademiya even bothered giving him an office. cyno is supposed outside for almost all of the day, the exception being when he comes back to report things that have happened throughout his duties. he enjoys being outdoors and in action. him, being inside the office defeats the purpose of being a matra. although it is a good place to cool down when the time is presented.
speaking of which, you’re feeling a bit brave today, enough so that you’ve chosen to approach the unconscious general. your body shifting around objects until you're behind his desk, standing beside his figure. keeping a close eye on him in case of any sign of consciousness.
unsurprisingly and one would debate, fortunately(me), you got distracted, your boyfriend being the distractant. spacing out, your only focus was cyno’s sleeping figure whose body moved up and down as he breathed. his lightly tanned skin putting you in a trance, remembering how you reminded him to moisturise for the thousandth time. and his sweet, sweet-toned abs that others swoon over while you are fortuitous enough to rest your head on every night whenever you two are home together relaxing.
it was only after a good five minutes of just marvelling at his abs do you decide to do the next big thing. take off his hat. the hat which was ever so kindly shadowing his facial features. slowly reaching out with your hand, grasping the thing in your hand before gently lifting off your boyfriend's hat.
“boo.”
cyno blatantly said, his monotone voice echoing off the patterned walls as well as your scream. his hat was surprisingly nowhere to be seen as it bounced onto the ground.
“archons, i think i died for a second. baby, that wasn’t funny,” you exclaimed.
“it was pretty funny,” he smiled, biting back a laugh.
“was not,” you mumbled, his arms welcoming you as you fell into his touch.
❈ KAVEH
you were just returning from work, the sun already setting as you arrived at your doorstep. today had been particularly tiring. while there was no problem at hand, your energy levels seemed unusually low. the only thing motivating you to finish well was your desire to go home, have a nice dinner and snuggle in bed with your boyfriend, kaveh, who often stays the night even if he didn’t get locked out of his shared home. even so, you found the man knocking at your door almost every two days, his keys suspiciously disappearing every time.
as this occurrence became a near routine, you decided to give kaveh the spare set of keys to your place. hoping that he would let himself in when you would work late and generally when you weren't available. although, when you first proposed the idea he was far from with it, saying he'll lose the keys like he does his own. it’s only when you dropped it in his hand, closed it up and held it promising to him that you wanted him to have it did he hesitantly agree.
and it's true, you do trust him, you've trusted him more than you ever have with someone. you trust him with the key to your home, not only because you love him but because your boyfriend has a kind heart. the kindest you've come to know and you couldn't dream of kaveh doing something to break your faith in him. besides, the interior of your home has never looked better, and it still feels like home despite the altercations.(fr)
speaking of which, you let out a loud sigh as you shut the front door behind you. kicking off your shoes as you announce your presence. however, you get no response. placing your things down, yelling out your lover's name this time, quietly listening for any signs of kaveh being here. but again nothing, making you think that you've been talking to the house the entire time instead of a person.
still not convinced, you search through all the rooms of your house until you catch a glimpse of blonde hair through the gap between the bedroom door. your eyes lighting up as you quickly walk closer, pushing the door open and walking in to see him sleeping sprawled out on top of the bedsheets. his back facing you as soft breathing filled your ears.
you've come to feel relieved whenever you see kaveh, his presence alone is enough to make your body relax naturally. your body unconsciously moves closer to him when he's nearby. you sigh as you sit beside his figure, the mattress sinking under your weight and the sheets rustling as your hands explore, eventually reaching his exposed back.
since the start of the relationship, you've gained a habit of running your hands across kaveh's skin, tracing shapes and letters into it. constantly drawing random words and shapes into any body part of his you had access to, obviously, if he let you. occasionally peppering kissing on the area as you doodle to your heart's content. as for this instance, your eye caught sight of his open back seeing as the perfect opportunity to trace the shoulder blade and draw little basic shapes.
kaveh secretly loves it. he loves that you make him feel special with your undivided attention solely on him, a smile appearing on his lips as he's under your gaze. he loves the drag of your fingertips against his skin, the warm touch calming him down. kaveh loves you as you draw stars into his sensitive skin, unbeknownst to the fact that he's awake as you whispering "i love you"s under your breath, loving that you secretly pine over him too.
❈ TIGHNARI
tighnari had been particularly worried about a certain deadline he had to meet. while he often does lectures at the akademiya, this specific class he’s been taking lectures for, hasn't been absorbing the lecture’s content as well as anticipated. therefore, his need to edit the coursework in a way the amurta students would both understand and fascinate them.
although, you wouldn't imagine your boyfriend being so concerned. perhaps it's due to the lack of idea of how to teach or that the new mightn't work either, yet he can’t seem to let it rest. sure it is normal for professors to worry a healthy amount about their students’ studies yet he almost seems obsessed with it. it's the only thing that has come out of his mouth all week.
as in you two are doing reports of the forests in pending health, and he avoids talking about anything but the upcoming lecture. oh? you’re trying to fill out some unfinished paperwork, tighnari is talking his head off about the plans he has. even when you finally think that you'll be free of his chatterings he still manages to mention it when the two of you are laying in bed.
while you do enjoy listening to your boyfriend’s most obscure ramblings you'd very rarely hold him against it's becoming more than something he's interested in. observing it now, it's now borderline obsessive. so much so that you've decided to put some distance between the two of you for now, opting to take another forest ranger’s patrol of the forest. this was in hopes that it would help you clear your mind and start a new leaf before speaking to your lover again.
taking a deep, much-needed breath, largely filling your lungs, letting your cheeks puff up before exhaling slowly. you shake your hands at your sides which seemed to be a nervous habit, and then push aside the leafy doors, calling out his name to announce your presence. However, to your surprise, you soon find him sound asleep, using a stack of papers as a pillow.
you gazed at him as his dark, silky locks of hair shined in the sun, his unreasonably, pale porcelain skin giving him a natural glow. the sight stopping you in your tracks for a few minutes just to admire his utterly cute face. yet the position tighnari was sitting in and the way your boyfriend was leaning over the desk seemed far from beneficial to both his posture and neck.
“nari, my love.” you hummed as you walked to his side.
you could only watch as your lover’s fluffy ears twitched in your direction due to the sweetness in your tone. yet you only hear a grumble and some squirming in his seat from the man.
“come on, hun.” you whisper as your left hand travels to his shoulder, your thumb rubbing back and forth into his skin.
tighnari lifts his head this time, his eyes barely open, hair sticking to his face and forehead only to see you looking with your gentle gaze he can never say no to.
“what time is it?” the man asks, rubbing his eyes and looking around.
your partner’s ears perk up when you giggle, smiling as he listens to your angelic voice, the sound always hitting his ears in the best way imaginable. his eyes lighting up and sparkling as soon as sees you smile.
“its afternoon now.” you reply, feeling him nuzzle into your touch when you run your free hand through his hair.
“why did you leave me for so long?”
“oh you know why.”
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genshinimpactlife · 1 year
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Have Yall ever just gotten flustered over your own writing? I'm working on my Pervert Kaveh x Reader x Boyfriend Alhaitham, and i'm getting hot over my own writing pffft
I already posted a preview on my other account to promote my Ko-Fi which is where the full version will be posted, but i'm posting another preview here just because I'm enjoying myself so much writing this.
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Kaveh's pants were growing painfully tight as he carefully unbuttoned them, pulling his stiff cock out from its confines. He kept watching the two of you, imagining his own scenario as he slowly stroked his cock, precum starting to leak from the tip and drip onto the floor. Kaveh bit his lip hard, desperately trying to hold back his moans. His fantasy was wonderful, but he wanted more than just his own hand; he wanted the two of you.
"I always knew you were a pervert, Kaveh, but going as far as touching yourself? How shameful"
Kaveh's eyes flew open as he realized he had gotten lost in his fantasies. You and Alhaitham were staring at him through the door, Alhaitham lazily thrusting his hips into you as he spoke. Neither of you attempted to cover your bodies, staying on display for Kaveh.
"Oh my god… I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
Kaveh was frantically trying to pull up his pants while Alhaitham looked at you, nodding his head as the two of you seemed to have a silent agreement
"Oh no, you can't get off that easily, Kaveh."
Alhaitham slowly pulled his cock out of you, his cum and your fluids running down your legs. You two had been going at it a while, and you were such a mess between your legs. Alhaitham helped guide you down to the middle of the bed, laying on your back with your legs spread wide.
"The least you can do is clean her up with your mouth after watching us like that."
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whoistartaglia · 10 months
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kaveh x gn!reader
kaveh never minded your tendency to ramble. he actually quite liked it, the way your eyes would light up when going on about a subject of which you were fond. your knowledge on random yet interesting topics only endeared yourself to kaveh further, and he was never one to shut you up or telling to stop talking.
until now. but today it’s different, because you’re not talking about your latest research findings or the book you’ve just finished or the latest bit of gossip from the akademiya. no, today is different, because today you’re talking about yourself and kaveh, and it’s sounding more and more like a confession with each sentence that tumbles out of your mouth.
“i totally understand if you don’t feel the same way back,” you say, trying and failing to remember the you planned for yourself earlier. you’re going on pure intentions right now, which is noble, if not a long winded, way to express how much you’ve grown to like the architect sitting in front of you. what’s worse is that kaveh, for once, isn’t responding; he’s just staring at you! you grow more and more self conscious as you continue, “but like, i really like you, and i have for a long time now, and i would love to go on a date with you.”
why isn’t he saying anything? are you coming off too strong? has his brain shut down after a long week? or, the little voice in the back of your head asks, is he just figuring out how to let you down gently?
“i mean, we don’t have to, you don’t have to,” you proceed. “actually, forget i said anything, it’s—“
you’re cut off when kaveh leans forward and seals your lips off with his own. it’s the first time he’s ever stopped you from talking. the kiss is chaste and fleeting, maybe five seconds at the most, but it still manages to take your breath away.
and for once, maybe the first time this evening, you’re rendered speechless.
“i would love to go on a date with you,” kaveh says, standing back. his doe eyed stare is gone; his familiar smile and bright eyes have returned. whatever spell you put him under during your confession has worn off.
it’s after that you start rambling again, thanking the archons he said yes, suggesting ideas for the first date, even wondering aloud as to whether alhaitham would ever let you crash at his place, if it ever came to that.
kaveh watches and interjects from time to time, and he thinks you’re absolutely adorable—but, if you keep talking with no end in sight, he might just have to cut you off again.
and seeing the ways your eyes twinkled the first day, he doesn’t think you’ll mind.
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kaveh/gn!reader
genre: fluff, established relationship
warning(s)!!: alhaitham cringes at y'all (fun sucker), typical kaveh & alhaitham banter, no-gender mentioned for y/n, lowercase intended sorry im lazy
w.count: 2.1k
synopsis: kaveh is always forgetting his keys one way or the other, you try and keep his mind focused on what he keeps missing. he misunderstands your question 'aren't you forgetting something?'
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a/n: much love to @birinboom for helping me choose this title and letting me annoy her with my banners for hours. smooches
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you dont have to live in the same house as kaveh and alhaitham to know kaveh's morning routines of which he has several. sometimes he'll wake up early- be it a rare occassion- and peacefully make some coffee or review a few blueprint drafts then get ready for the day. others he's a bit more speedy, already dressed by the time he makes it into the kitchen for coffee and already having mehrak at his beck and call so they can get a move on.
but mostly, it consists of him oversleeping from hardly getting any sleep at all, rushing out of his room with his hands pushing the last of his red bobby pins in, yanking mehrak's handle with anything but an apology, and hoping that anything he needs for the day is already inside the sentient briefcase. he'd get a coffee somewhere at the akademia, or from some client if they're so kind, or even from you if you happen to run into him.
he never remembers everything though. most infamously, his house keys that are usually hanging by the door or somehow end up in alhaitham's possession. on those days, when you wake up in your own home devoid of all the chaos a morning with kaveh could include, you somehow always know when it's one of those days when he would be locked outside with no way in.
'alhaitham,' you call out to the grey-haired bookworm when you see him in passing through the akademia's halls on his way to work no doubt. he stops his strides and looks over his bare shoulder to see you coming over, hands full of material for your daily tasks.
'what is it?'
'do you have kaveh's keys today?' you ask quietly in the halls, making sure no one was within earshot since kaveh tried so adamantly to keep his living at alhaithams a secret.
alhaitham didn't verbally answer you, but he did pull out his own grey key revealing nothing attached to it. if he had it, normally they'd be stuck together by the keyrings. you nod and hum, waving to him before dismissing yourself since you didn't need to keep him from his work. only two options left:
kaveh forgot it at home or your gut was telling you wrong... for once.
you knew that your partner had a few meetings with clients today, but you weren't exactly privy to where those meetings would take place. whether it be their homes or somewhere like puspa cafe for the reason that it was surrounded by the noise of the public.
you decided to wait until later on in the afternoon to continue your investigation- he wouldn't notice until then anyways. besides, you had work to do today as well and he'd feel bad if he knew you spent your time running around looking for him instead of working. he didn't want you to fall behind on your tasks at his expense.
the said tasks at hand were fairly mundane and didn't pertain to anything of great stress. working for the akademia was stressful all on its own, but it could be worse. luckily, your relationship with alhaitham- the acting grand sage- was smooth enough that when you needed his approval for something he was quick to hear you out and then make a decision. you lightly chuckle at the memories of kaveh finding out he had rejected something from you for whatever reason and chewing his roommate's ear off later because of it.
kaveh could be high-strung about certain things- your duties and work for example- even when he didn't need to be. so you had advised him that any further pressing on why the acting grand sage told you 'no' (which shouldn't happen in kaveh's perfect world), wouldn't be necessary. the rejection made sense when you inquired further on it and all you would need to do was make some adjustments and try again.
it was the same type of drive you wish he'd have with his own stubborn clients. when something in a blueprint doesn't or can't work out due to literal safety and impossibility, you wish he'd just tell them so and just say no. though almost always, he caves. he's proud of his work, but you also know it weighs heavily on him as a 'genius architect'.
that overloaded, perfectionist mindset was exactly why he always forgets the small things not pertaining to work.
the middle of the day comes and just before it goes by with the tick of the clock hand, your name is called from afar. you could see your blonde worry-wart coming your way with mehrak close behind him. you stop in your strides in order for him to catch up with you and once he's within arm's distance he's slinging one of his over your shoulders to give you a small side-squeeze.
'running errands?' he asks before he's taking the books and files out of your arms and nods his head in the direction you were previously going. you learned long ago to not fight him on when he takes things from you so he could carry them in your stead. your arms had started going numb from the distance between your workspace and alhaitham's office where they were soon going to be delivered anyways.
'yup. documents and files for the acting grand sage to go over and review.'
'eugh,' kaveh shivers, 'can't you just refer to him by name? i doubt he cares if you drop the titles when you aren't even around him.'
'it's not very professional, kaveh. when im working i need to address him properly.'
'i dont see why. he wouldn't correct you if you just used his name.'
'he'd correct you though.'
'yeah to get under my skin!'
you laugh at the rise you start to get out of your lover before you lightly grabbed onto his bicep using it to tether you both together while his hands were occupied with your workload. the rest of the trip was filled with mindless, idle chatter- his favorite kind when with you. the moment you knocked on alhaitham's office door he had half a mind to stay out in the hall, but he couldn't just give your paperwork back to you. he had to see the duty of carrying your things for your through, even if that means getting a few rips from his grey-haired roommate.
'here are the documents i told you about before. they just need brief reviews and filing.'
'thank you,' alhaitham told you without so much as looking up to you. he knew kaveh was with you though. 'kaveh,' he started, 'y/n came to ask me if i had your keys this morning.'
kaveh basically dropped the paperwork on the desk since the acting grand sage decided to bring that up in the middle of the blond setting them down.
'they have a knack for suspecting when you have forgotten them,' alhaitham continued while kaveh distressingly looked to make sure no one was listening in while aggressively shushing him. alhaitham knew how to push his buttons.
still, kaveh was quick to search his person while you stood beside him amused. he pats his pockets and pants down, and even mehrak's digital expression twists, idly hovering nearby. acting anxious on his master's behalf. kaveh looks at you bewildered when his search comes up empty.
'how do you always-'
'i just do.' you answer him. 'dont worry, if the acting grand sage is kept busy you can stay at my home until he's back.'
'you're more than welcome to keep him,' the rip to kaveh went discarded as the blond just kissed your check in appreciation. 'please keep that out of my office,' alhaitham sighed. kaveh just sneered childishly at his previous underclassmen.
'consider that payback.'
'for what exactly?'
'oh, 'for what', he asks. for your little attempt to pester me just a moment ago!'
'oh, my apologies. i thought you hadn't heard me.'
'well, i did!'
'boys,' you intervene before they both get too worked up. 'i don't want to listen to you both squabble, so if that's all you need from me acting grand sage, i'll be going.'
'yes,' alhaitham sets his sights back to you, 'that'll be fine. thank you.' he thanks you again before you turn and start making your way out. kaveh makes it a point to grab your hand and swing your interlocked limbs dramatically on the way out, just to show the other man what for.
on other days, you're lucky enough for alhaitham to allow you to stay over with kaveh. he allows it for a couple of reasons: it keeps kaveh from hammering away on projects all night because he won't let you sleep by yourself and you have a tendency to placate the blond so the mornings can run much more smoothly than if it were just the two of them. also, you make coffee for both of them and any chance he gets to drink coffee he didn't have to go through the effort to brew himself gives him just a bit more time to himself and his books.
you were standing in the kitchen of their shared home in one of kaveh's open-back shirts. you had tried one on for fun once since they were so interestingly designed and found the open fabric was nice to sleep in since it didn't trap the stuffy sumeru night air.
as usual, alhaitham was the first awake and walking around. you shared sounds of morning humming before you give him his coffee and he meanders off somewhere to read. not long after, kaveh was waking up and stumbling bleary-eyed into the kitchen lured by the smell of coffee. you also hand him his mug of coffee with too much creamer in it and he receives it along with a peck to your lips.
'hmm,' he hums still groggy. 'your lips are warm.'
'well, i did drink come coffee myself. probably from that.'
'really? i didn't taste it.' he teases, wanting to try and 'taste' the coffee you drank before alhaitham shouted from the other room.
'take it out of my kitchen..!'
you spend the morning sharing kaveh's space and helping him get dressed and ready. he let you braid his hair and place his feather behind his ear. he helps you get dressed and flatten out any uncomfortable wrinkles in your clothes. along the morning quiet, he would place kisses anywhere he could. on your nape as he helps adjust your collar. your shoulder before you pull on your shirt after discarding his. on your wrist when you're braiding his hair messing it up in the process so you have to start over.
neither of you would talk much, but the messages conveyed through actions and small kisses are enough for an early day. you both hear alhaitham leave which lets kaveh loop his arm around your waist and swing you around playfully to his chest and hold you there for a bit before you both finally finish up.
just before kaveh leaves ahead of you since he doesn't let you open the door yourself, you snag the long, dark ends of his hair and effectively stop him. he whines before turning to you.
'aren't you forgetting something?' he racks his brain and even merak looks confused behind his shoulder with digitally upturned brows. he runs a quick mental checklist before a look of understanding crosses his face. he steps back over the threshold and the toes of his boots tap against yours. you weren't expecting the sudden proximity as you lean backward and almost stumble before his arm is wound around your back and his other hand gently guides your chin up.
behind the walls of the entrance and cracked open door, he kisses you sweetly. once on your lips, then the corners of your lips, then your cheeks, and then one more peck to your lips. he looks at you satisfied and only leans his chest away from you as you lift your arm.
'that was very flattering, but i meant these.' you both start laughing at the sight of his keys dangling between the two of you. his small keychain bearing witness to the overly affectionate kisses early in the morning.
'thanks, sweetheart,' he tells you before gently taking them and placing them safely in his pocket. he kisses you one more time on the forehead and finally starts to make his way out with you to start his day.
at least he didn't forget them today since you were there to remind him. he can only wait on pins and needles for the day he can do this in his own private home with you and not one where alhaitham ruins the mood all the time.
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sdnomla · 1 year
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Hiii I'd like to put in a request for a Kaveh x reader where Kaveh secretly likes the reader but doesn't know how to confess so he writes letters that he will never send... except one gets sent, accidentally, and yeah reader decides to give him a chance. I hope that makes sense :)
THAT’S SO CUTE CKDNDIXBXIEHIC YES I WOULD DEFINITELY DO THAT THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING
Synopsis: Kaveh that writes unsent letters to you but doesn’t send them, but one accidentally get sent.
Ship(s): Kaveh x Gn!reader
Warnings: none, just fluff :)
NOT PROOFREAD
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You were a merchant in Sumeru selling art and wood carvings, but your business wasn’t very popular. Every day was kinda slow with only a few people stopping by, and fewer people actually buying your crafts. Luckily, you had a part-time job serving food at one of the local restaurants, so you weren’t totally poor.
One especially hot day in Sumeru City, Kaveh decided to go out, wandering from merchant booth to merchant booth, he spotted you sitting alone, looking like you were going to pass out as you watched people walk right past your booth. He walks up to you a bit hesitantly. “Can I… buy something?”
“Huh?” You almost didn’t notice him at first because you were so exhausted from sitting in the heat all day. You regained your composure quickly, trying to seem at least a little bit professional and welcoming. “O-Of course! Go ahead and take a look around. I’ve got plenty of art pieces to look at.”
Kaveh was honestly just trying to be nice because you seemed so upset. So, he looked around, not expecting to buy anything because he probably wouldn’t be able to afford it. But the more he looked, the more drawn in he was. “These are really beautiful, you know. Did you make these yourself?” Kaveh, being an architect, could already picture using these as decorations in his shared home with Alhaitham.
“Yeah, I did. You like them?” You were a bit surprised at his enthusiasm for your art, but you weren’t complaining.
“I love them. You know, my roommate is so bland, we have no beauty in our home! Honestly it’s offensive how little he does for decoration. I mean, who can look at a plain wall, and think it looks good when it’s so bare? That’s absurd! I can’t believe…” Kaveh went on and on about Alhaitham while you listened to him rant, occasionally giggling at his comments.
Kaveh eventually landed on one painting in particular. It was a landscape of what looked like Monstadt, Liyue, Inazuma, and Sumeru combined. The creativity in your mind to come up with and produce something as beautiful as that was outstanding. You watched carefully as Kaveh went silent, seemingly forgetting about his roommate he’s deemed “dreadful.”
After a little bit of staring in awe, he snapped out of his trance and grabbed the painting from where it was hanging. “This one,” he said, a determined look on his face.
“Okay, that will be 50 mora.”
“50-! Holy- I don’t have that much money!”
“You can always pay me back, but I need to survive somehow.”
Kaveh understands what you mean; he’s not in the best financial situation either. He thinks for a moment before looking you dead in the eye. “Deal.”
Kaveh takes home the picture and hangs it over his bed. He has a bunch of different trinkets in his room — he says they “add character.” His favorite has to be the newest addition of the painting.
But for the rest of the evening Kaveh was less focused on the painting, and more focused on you. It was weird — you were all he could think about. Your voice, your laugh, just… you. So, he decided to write a letter. He poured out how he was feeling, and how it was so confusing. He just wanted to let it all out. But once he was finished, he got nervous and didn’t send it. He just hid it behind your painting.
The next day, he kept you company at your booth. He did the same the next day, and the next. And after each day, he would write you a letter.
When the weekend came around, he didn’t see you at your booth. He got worried something had happened so he asked around. People hadn’t said anything, considering you weren’t popular. He searched around the city, trying to find someone who knew where you were, but no luck.
When he went home, Alhaitham was mocking him for “wasting his time.” Kaveh felt awful. He didn’t know what happened to you, he didn’t know what had happened to you and he could only freak out, especially since this is a lot like how his father died. Kaveh wrote another letter, saying how much he missed you. He was so worried. He just wanted you to be okay.
After he wrote the letter, he tucked it away behind the painting and laid down. He pulled the covers up to his chin and stared at the ceiling, trying to figure out what might have happened to you. You could’ve been kidnapped. You could’ve been hurt, or worse. For God’s sake, you could be dead! His brain switched to his father. First him, then his mother left to Fontaine, and now… you. Kaveh could feel the tears welling up in his eyes. He should’ve known. This always happens. He always gets left alone. The tears start to fall and soon enough he’s sobbing into his pillow, trying to keep Alhaitham from noticing. It’s late and he doesn’t want to disturb anyone for something as stupid as him crying — at least, that’s what he thinks.
He cried himself to sleep that night. He couldn’t help it. He doesn’t want to lose anyone else. He’s terrified that you’re gone for good. In the morning, he sets out early to find you. He searched all of Sumeru City but he eventually gets tired and hungry and goes to have something to eat at a local restaurant.
He walks through the door and it feels like it’s the best moment of his life. He saw you serving food to some customers sitting at a booth. He didn’t know you worked there and he was so relieved you did. He saw you smile at him and was brought back to life. He wasn’t tired anymore now that he had found you. He just wanted to see your face and never leave your side. He waved at you and have you a bright smile.
He found a seat by the bar, though he wasn’t interested in drinking. Luckily, it was almost time for your break. He waited patiently for you to come sit by him, and when you sat right next to him, he had quite the giddy feeling, but a little nauseous. Is this what they call butterflies? He’s not complaining one bit.
“You didn’t tell me you worked here!” Kaveh spoke in a tone that let you know he wasn’t actually upset, just curious.
“Oh, yeah. I guess I forgot to mention it. Sorry.” You giggled an short, awkward giggle.
“That’s okay, I was just worried about you. I didn’t know where you were and it freaked me out.”
“Oh my gosh, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to worry you.”
“It’s okay, I promise. I’m just glad I found you.” You both smiled at his comment.
The conversation lasted until your break was over and once your shift was done too, you guys picked up right where you left off. As Kaveh walked you home.
This had gone on for about a month. You guys would hang out at your booth on weekdays, then Kaveh would walk you home. You guys would hang out during you break and before and after work, then Kaveh would walk you home. And after most days, Kaveh would go home and write you a letter, even though he’d never send them. But that’s what made them so special, they had his whole heart in them. He didn’t know if you felt the same, and he didn’t know if he wanted to find out.
One night in particular Kaveh write one of his most special letters. This was after he had confirmed he had caught feelings for you. He wrote about how he would’ve confessed to you if he had the guts. He wrote your name on the back of the envelope when he was done and slipped it behind the painting. It’s starting to get a little bit full so he put some in a drawer in his desk before going to bed.
In the morning Kaveh left as early as he could to go see you. After he had left, the letter from last night had called out from under the painting and onto his bed.
As Alhaitham was getting ready to leave too, he saw the letter on Kaveh’s bed. The door to his room was left open since he was in such a rush. Alhaitham grabbed the letter and saw your name on the back. The thought back to the other night when Kaveh was crying. He didn’t know why he was so upset so he didn’t disturb him. But Alhaitham isn’t a complete asshole, so he thought there was nothing wrong with helping him deliver the letter he seemed to have forgotten, right?
On his way to the akademia, Alhaitham flagged down a delivery man and had him deliver the letter to your house. Of course, you wouldn’t see the letter until after dark because it takes a while to pack up your things at your booth and walk home, but it goes a lot faster now that you have the help of Kaveh.
Once you got home, you gave Kaveh and goodbye hug and headed inside. You saw the letter that was slipped under your door and brought it into your room to read it. You sat on your bed and examined the letter. The envelope was beautiful. It was tinted a bit golden and seemed to shimmer under light. It had faint designs of flowers. It reminded you of Kaveh in a way. Him being and architect means he had to have everything look beautiful, and this envelope was just that.
You opened up the letter and saw it was from Kaveh. You started reading:
My dearest (name),
There have been many things I’ve wanted to say to you. Lately, I haven’t been able to get you out of my head. This started back when we first met, honestly. About a week after I bought that painting from you, it’s been my favorite decoration I’ve ever had. I look at it before I fall asleep and right when I wake up and it never fails to bring a smile to my face. The more I get to know you, the more I can see you in the painting. It makes my heart feel so warm, but it’s nothing like being near the real you. I want to be near you constantly. I don’t want our friendship to end. I don’t want to lose you. I want to talk to you about everything in my life and I want to listen to anything you have to say. Every time I see or do anything I always wonder what you would think about it. I always want to buy you any little trinkets that I think you would like that I see out in the town, but I never have the courage or the money to. What I’m trying to say is I am in love with you, (name). I have been for a while, and I doubt that will change. I hope you will feel the same but please don’t feel pressured to return my feelings.
Much love,
Kaveh
You did not expect that in the slightest. You couldn’t help the blush that came over your face. You folded the letter and put it in a box. You didn’t want to lose it, it was too important. You tucked yourself into bed, turned off your lamp, and tried your best to fall asleep.
The next morning you got to the booth before Kaveh, which was a bit of a relief considering the letter. You didn’t know what you wanted to say to him or how you were going to say it, but when you saw him waving to you as he walked up to your booth, you couldn’t help but feel safer.
“Hi, (name)! How was your night? Did you sleep well?” Kaveh asked casually. You were so confused about how he could be so calm after he just confessed his love to you through such a sweet letter the night before?
“I… got your letter,” you said, trying to keep your composure.
“My… what?” Kaveh gasped so loudly, you almost thought it was fake. “WHAT!? My- oh shit.” A thousand questions were racing through his head at a million miles per hour. Which letter? When did you get it? Who sent it? How did you react? He put his heart and soul into those letters and he didn’t ever plan on you getting your hands on one. He definitely felt doomed. “I-I’m so sorry, (name). I know you probably don’t feel the same. I wish I could take it back…” Kaveh went on and on talking so fast you could barely make out the words.
“Kaveh,” you said once. He couldn’t hear you. “Kaveh,” you said again. A little bit louder that time, but he still didn’t hear you. “Kaveh!” You grabbed his face, patience running thin.
Kaveh went silent, surprised by your sudden assertiveness. You stared into his eyes for a moment before kissing him. Kaveh tensed at first but eventually he melted into you.
The kiss was soft and sweet. Welcoming and reassuring. Safe and warm. On the outside, you both knew exactly what you were doing, but in the inside, you were both freaking out. But no matter what, neither of you wanted to break from the kiss.
“So… does that mean you’ll give me a chance?” Kaveh asks, practically jumping from his excitement.
“Of course it does, Kaveh.” You give him a small peck on the lips and held him close for a moment and you both just spent a moment basking in the feeling of each other’s touch.
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I’m all done! Sorry if it took me too long. I might make a part two to this, I really liked writing this. I really hope you like it, Yeahneh!
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daisydoesfanfics · 1 year
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|Confession|
Kaveh x fem!reader
Description: Kaveh, your best friend, has been crushing on you since your school days. Alhaitham had enough of him ranting about you so he pushes Kaveh to confess.
Genre: Fluff, romance, friend to lovers
Warning: None (pls let me know if there are any)
A/N: OKAY SO, it's been a while. My school year is almost ending and I finally have some motivation. (Definitely didn't have a wheel decide this for me...) Enjoy!!!
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Does Kaveh like you? That's an understatement, he loves you. For how long? Longer than he could imagine. He first thought that you were just nice to him, nothing special. So he returned the favour, because that's what friends do, right? He then started falling for how sweet and beautiful you are. He brushed the thought off, thinking that it was just a silly crush. But he started getting jealous when other scholars flirted with you. He started thinking about you 24/7. He started day dreaming about you. Kaveh knew that he didn't just like you, you were his everything. You understood him so well, better than anyone else could.
Alhaitham groaned as he listened to Kaveh complain. "And he even winked at her!!" Kaveh practically yelled from across the table. Alhaitham rolled his eyes, not putting his book down. "Worst part is, she blushed! She blushed!! Do you know what that means?!" Kaveh was telling Alhaitham about the events earlier that morning. Long story short, a store owner was flirting with you. "Hey, are you even listening??" Kaveh asked in an annoyed tone. Alhaitham put his book down and looked at Kaveh seriously. "Kaveh, she was just flustered. Anyone can blush at that, even if they don't like the person." Alhaitham sighed. "Just confess to her already." Kaveh's eyes widened at Alhaitham's suggestion. "No! What if she rejects me?" "What if she doesn't?" Kaveh slumped in his chair. Fine, he'll confess.
As you were doing your paperwork, you received a message from Kaveh.
'Hey, can we have dinner later? I want to hang out with you!'
You smiled and picked up your phone and replied with a short: 'Sure! I'll see you there at 6 pm.'
A few hours went by and you decided to get dressed for your meet up with Kaveh. You picked a simple outfit (I'll leave this to your imagination.) Kaveh on the other hand was panicking. How was he going to confess? What will he do if you say if you didn't feel the same way? Alhaitham tried to calm him down and reassure him. (It didn't work.) Kaveh rushed to the restaurant 10 minutes before the agreed time. He waited a few minutes and when he heard your soft voice calling out to him, he couldn't help but feel giddy yet nervous at the same time.
"Kaveh!!" You said sweetly before sitting down across from him.
"Miya, wow... You look... Great." He smiled shyly. A thin tension is felt in the air as you both stayed silent for a while. He finally speaks up, clearing his throat. "So, let's order? I'll pay this time." He took two menus and gave one to you. "Am I dreaming or are you actually going to pay?" You laughed before opening the menu. "I'm kidding. Anyways... I'll have pasta. How about you?" Kaveh blushed a bit at your teasing before answering. "I'll have steak." The waiter soon comes and collects your orders.
The next few minutes were filled with you two laughing and catching up with each other. The nervousness and anxiety he had earlier was now gone as he was more comfortable. The food was given to you both and it was delicious. The restaurant light glowed a faint yellow, setting a calm and somewhat romantic mood. You two talked more about work, the past, and other useless stuff.
"Oh, it's getting late now." You glanced at your watch. "You're right. How about I walk you home?" Kaveh offered. You nodded and smiled. You both stood up and gathered your stuff. As you two were walking to your house, you notice him being a bit more silent than usual.
"Are you alright, Kaveh?" You stopped walking on the sidewalk. Kaveh sighed before turning to you. "I can only do this now, so I have to make it worth it. I love you, Y/N... I've loved you for so long now. Your hair, your smile, your kindness, your eyes, your lips... Everything about you is so intoxicating in the best way." Kaveh's confession caused you to slightly open your mouth in surprise. "Kaveh..." Before you could finish talking, he intreupted you. "It's okay if you don't feel the same way. I just had to tell you..." You grabbed his hands and held them in such a soft and secure way that it made him feel so safe. "I love you too. I just never told you because... I was scared... And I-" Kaveh intreupted you once more, but this time not with words but with a soft kiss.
There you both were, holding each other passionately and lovingly in the dim light of the street lamp. How perfect~
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irlythyra · 1 year
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⸦ 𝙵𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 ⸧
Summary (?): Buying furniture for your house with Kaveh.
It's another day of frustration as you hear Kaveh groan and whine about furniture prices. You and him earned enough money-- finally!!-- after a few rigorous years to buy a house.
As Kaveh is the money-wise person in your relationship, he took it upon himself to do the furniture shopping. Ofcourse while regularly consulting you about your opinions on things. You felt a bit guilty about him taking all these tasks, so you do your best to assist him; bringing him tea, making snacks, massaging him occassionaly.
The whole time you hear him exclaim loudly. "Why is this small coffee table half the price of our house?", "This one's a used book shelf, it's still so expensive.", "Can't we just sleep on the floor?"
You sit infront of him, watching his eyebrows furrow everytime he has to look at curtains the price of his phone (atleast that's what he says).
"I think you need to take a break...Why don't I look for furnitures?"... you suggest to him.
He looks at you in response- a look of judgement plastered on his face. "Are you not the person that bought that one circle vacuum cleaner with wheels and ended up giving it away after 2 months because it doesn't even clean the corners and you were getting frustrated?"
...He has a point, but you won't acknowledge that.
You got up and went behind him, you massage his shoulders, hoping it drops and be...less tense. His shoulders relaxes a bit, he gives you a small smile.
"We can build our own furniture? That's cheaper right?"
Kaveh's shoulders falls to a slump. You can see his lips from atop his head: he's pouting.
He reaches for your right hand, carressing it as he say..."But, I can't make it perfect. I want it to look just like how you describe your dream house.."
You sigh, resting your head ontop of his. He's just too sweet.
"My dream house is a house with you in it."
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byizoyas · 11 months
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genshin impact ; ace of heart ch. 1
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2023/byizoyas. — pls do not plagiarize or repost and claim as yours ! thank you very much :)
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✘ series m.list ✘ general m.list ✘ content warning!! slight dead body description. blood mentions.
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❛ ACE OF HEARTS ❜ ; chapter one: the tower.
‘cheers !’
you never expected yourself to be lost in a crowd of hypocrite people, trying hard to fit in and especially not on your birthday night.
but here you were, a smile planted on your face, wearing the perfect dress; one chosen by your closest friend.
you weren’t used to drink alcohol as it repulsed you, yet you kept a glass in hand all night despite the scent disgusting you.
‘you must imitate those around you to win their trust’ someone said to you once. but he wasn’t here today with you and he definitely couldn’t understand what a hard time you were having surrounded by drunkards you had nothing in common with.
some of them were even trying to pull you as if they stood a chance.
comfort wasn’t part of your job and you knew that. you couldn’t allow yourself to feel bad, couldn’t allow yourself to complain nor cry. you had no tears left to cry anyway.
your job was definitely not easy to deal with.
but you chose it; or rather, life chose it for you because if it weren’t for these people you had to eliminate, you would still be left under the rain with no job, no house nor car and not even an umbrella to protect your freezing body from the drops of rain.
indeed you’ve had a pretty hard life until now. some people helped you. some more than others but you learnt with time that you couldn’t allow yourself to feel things such as loneliness or nostalgia anymore.
you wouldn’t ask for help. and you didn’t need it anyway. someone did help you in the past, but you were so naive when you thought it would be a genuine act of kindness. he suggested this job to you and as dangerous as it was, you still accepted the offer because you had no other option to refund him all the things he bought you.
morax. such was the name of your boss, the name of the person who gave you a ‘chance’ to start again. he was a dangerous, manipulative man, slightly evil and had lots of enemies in town but you still trusted this man with your life. he would not let you down, would only prolong your contract at worst.
you started to think back of it. of him, until your thoughts got interrupted.
‘crimson, can you hear me ?’ you heard the familiar voice of a ‘friend’.
you brought your fingers to the receiver implanted in your right ear, slightly raising the sound. the communication was particularly difficult for today’s mission, as the receiver did not allow you to reply, only to listen.
‘take a sip from your glass if you hear me crimson.’
being fully ignorant as to where your partner was standing felt weird. he knew where you were, even had his eyes on you but you ? you could only stare in every direction hoping to catch a glimpse of his blue hair.
it did not happen and by the time you had done what he asked before, drinking the awful juice in your crystal glass.
‘good. the target is arriving in a few minutes, i am going to join the party soon enough. if you see me do not react. not even a slight eyebrow raise or a sigh will escape his observant eyes. he knows what i look like but he has no information about you. and i want it to stay that way.’
his voice sounded pretty concerned about you, you thought before turning off the device and focusing back on the people around you.
ayato always made it clear how he appreciated your person and by the time you worked together you two created a strong bond. not enough for you to relay on him nor fully trust him but when two people like each other enough to spend nights in the same bed, bodies clinging together, you can call it a pretty strong relationship.
you almost smiled at the idea but the instructions he gave you before were pretty clear, therefore you stopped yourself and stopped trying to find him among the crowd.
‘splendid ! absolutely breathtaking !’
a male voice echoed in the grand hall y’all were partying in. the maids closed the front doors right after he entered.
he was wearing a long black coat that seemed to be way too warm for the temperature around, or perhaps you were just unbothered by the cold nowadays. his black hair were long and perfectly styled as if he just got out from the hairdresser. many rings on his fingers but curiously not on the ring finger.
everyone inside turned around to look at him and as he was walking only the music could be heard, accompanying his steps, making his entrance much more impressive. you couldn’t really see whether his eyes were opened on closed, making him a really hard person to read, even for you.
‘good evening my dear guests.’ as he walked around, to shake some hands; that smile didn’t leave his face a single time, starting to make you quite uncomfy.
that man had a strong aura. he was menacing even when his face wore the most normal expression ever. you couldn’t take your eyes off him, asking yourself whether this was true charisma or if it was just him.
‘i do not remember you.’
you prayed hard for his gaze not to be turned to you, but when your eyes got back on his face he was indeed addressing his words to you. you tried to play dumb, looking around yourself as if you did not understand who he was talking to.
‘you, dear. i’m talking to you.’
with that he approached, taking your hand and dropping a kiss on it. ‘what’s your name ?’
you didn’t flinch when you spoke up from a clear and authoritative voice. your eyes meeting with his in a very tensed exchange.
‘you can call me m.’
‘m ? as in mysterious ?’
‘or as in murder.’ you replied, a hint of playfulness in your voice, matching the smirk growing on your glossy lips.
it seemed that it amused him as he genuinely giggled to your response. ‘you’re quite unique, m.’
he finally let go of your hand, and you brought it back with yours; now holding on the glass with your two hands as if you were threatened to disappear at any given moment and that glass was the only think keeping you close to the ground.
‘do you know who i am ?’ he asked. he seemed genuinely curious as to hearing your answer.
you stared at the huge plasma screen on the wall behind him. a large photo of himself was displayed on it along with these words.
❝ Pantalone. 91th ceo of fatui corp and president of the association morlone against starvation in the world invites you tonight to an auction in order to invest for the sake of the kids dreaming of a better life. ❞
‘it seems you are the very important person tonight. sir.’ you said, bowing your head in front of him as a gage of respect despite your profound desire to kill that man.
you’d probably have a pretty hard time getting to him as he was overprotected. judging by ayato’s words, he was not someone to underestimate, which is why you thought it’d be clever to show him respect already.
good for you, you were only sent in a detection mission, looking for compromising information about him to give morax. you knew the day would come, where you would have to take action against pantalone, but lucky you were, it wouldn’t happen tonight.
that brief exchange between you and one of the infamous enemies of your boss and saver was nothing like you thought it would. it was friendlier than you expected.
‘well, shall we ?’ he handed out his hand to you, ready to guide you next door, into the large room that had been refitted to accommodate the auction.
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‘next piece up is a 1 200 000$ apartment in inazuma city. the sight is absolutely breathtaking as it is on the 67th floor.’
the time started to get quite long and passed by too slowly for you. pantalone’s things that were for sale got everyone interested and the auction seemed to be never ending.
you stared around, and finally found him. ayato was sitting a few seats behind you on your left. you had not seen him entering and you asked yourself whether the owner of the place did but luckily for you, since he was busy on his business; it seemed he had not.
you focused back on the event occurring in front of you and heaved a long sigh when he announced another of his car for sale. there had already been two of them before and since the only thing you were interested in was a special necklace morax told you to buy, you found the time pretty long.
you looked everywhere around, stared at the faces of his guests. perhaps it’d be useful later you thought. better to know the faces of important people whenever you get a chance to. there was two empty seats, and you asked yourself who would miss such event.
just as you started feeling something was off, the door opened and someone ran inside. you frowned at the sight of a woman who seemed to struggle to breathe, as if she ran from something and didn’t stop running for quite a long time.
everyone turned around only to find one of the maids, covered in blood, hands red and shaky. the woman seemed terrified and confused. everyone seemed unable to move and you looked among the crowd, trying to find ayato.
‘t-there is.. a dead b-body on the small garden ! someone.. someone is dead ! please, help !’ her weak voice screamed.
you were not panicked but still had to act a bit scared for your life to fit in. the first one to move towards the maid was pantalone himself. he covered the shaking body of his maid with his coat and rubbed her back gently.
he almost seemed sweet and caring but you knew better not to trust appearances and you heard too many things to believe he cared about anyone, ever.
‘it’ll be okay mary. we’re all gonna be okay.’ he kept on telling her and she repeated after him several times as if trying to convince herself that this was true.
after a few minutes where everyone in shock, were talking and in denial saying things such as ‘it cannot be true..’ , pantalone finally got up from the floor where he kneeled to comfort his employee. he repeated the same exact words he told Mary to everyone in the room and exchanged a brief look with the other maid that seemed much more calm about the whole situation. perhaps she had not seen the body, and only followed the voice of the other when she started calling out for help.
and why were she screaming for help you thought. if the body was dead already, then no help could be given, only grief and last respects.
the other employee ran in the opposite direction, meanwhile pantalone went outside, probably to verify the so called ‘mary’’s sayings.
most people stayed inside, paralyzed but there was some courageous or curious minds that followed quickly to check. and of course, you were one of them.
you kept on getting closer and closer even though some others remained standing by the door, the only slight vision of a body laying down enough for them.
but you, you needed more information. you’ve seen lots of corpses before and surely, there wasn’t anything particular about this one.
curiosity can be a bad thing, that you often heard it; and you never understood the meaning more than now.
the body was laying on his back, legs slightly spread and the arms resting alongside his body. his chin was bloody, it seemed that it had dried some time ago. his eyes were wide opened, lost into nowhere, staring in the direction of the stars. his long, blonde hair were messy and some strands of hair moving over his face from the slight wind.
it could’ve been a corpse like those you’ve seen before; like these people you’ve killed and abandoned in the same exact position.
however this one was different.
indeed, it was the very first time you were seeing the dead body of someone you knew before. and the worst part was you couldn’t react to it, in fear of revealing your identity.
‘aether…’ you whispered to yourself, low enough for anyone else to hear.
you walked back to the huge mansion where everyone was freaking out. your steps were slow, you were quiet, perhaps a little bit too much but you felt weird. it was quite hard for you to take the news.
aether. lumine’s brother.
you thought back of the two seats that remained free the whole auction. was she the one missing along with aether ? and where were she anyway.
you had not seen them for a while now and the questions were truly invading your mind one after the other. but you had no time nor energy to think about it.
you lingered around the house, your arms pending without you doing nothing of them and your feet struggling to walk as if it was fully bruised.
aether died.
aether is dead.
it seemed like your brain couldn’t stop thinking these two things.
you subconsciously started to look for the only comforting place you thought of: ayato’s arms and since he had been there tonight, it was the first thing you had in mind.
however, finding him seemed to be hard. he probably left as fast and discreet as he arrived by now but you were still in denial and in shock of what you’ve seen.
‘oh, you’re still here m ?’ hearing his voice sent shivers down your spine; not in a positive way. you completely forgot you were in that dangerous businessman house right now.
ayato seized the first opportunity he seen to flee but you, you stayed here. so unprofessional of you. you mentally scolded yourself.
‘i-’
‘did you know that person ?’ pantalone asked right away.
there was no little game anymore. there was no public. only him. only you. both together, talking freely, dropping the mask. pantalone gave up his arrogant smile and you finally dared looking back at him with the disgust you felt for him and not that fake admiration and respect.
‘did you kill him ?’ you asked.
to that question he giggled, walking towards you in an attempt to get closer to you to test your reactions but you didn’t flinch, didn’t look away nor did you step back.
‘did you ?’ you insisted.
‘alala, you not trusting me is making me really sad m. or should i call you.. crimson ?’
the smile he wore when pronouncing your pseudonym made it clear how his intentions were absolutely not good.
‘crimson ?’ you played your last card. ‘i thought it was you.’
the whole atmosphere around you was tensed. at this point, even breathing got complicated and it almost felt like his aura was swallowing you entirely.
your body felt heavy, and your mind dizzy but you remained focused on his face, keeping his smile as a point to cling to, to remain fully in reality.
‘don’t play me. m as in morax. he sent you here, didn’t he ?’
you found yourself struggling to find your words. you were never in such a state of confusion before but to see an old friend’s corpse with your own eyes really did shake you.
‘or perhaps it was me.’ a third person suddenly appeared behind pantalone.
‘what do you think, president ?’ he added, with an arrogant voice matching his smile. he was nothing you’ve seen before. and he just saved you from an awfully tensed exchange that could’ve costed your life as you were to take advantage on that man.
the third person seemed young. he was tall, taller than pantalone, but also thinner. yet he kept the advantage. his surprising intervention was probably something pantalone never thought of.
his orange hair were brought back with gel. he was pretty elegant, a golden necklace visible. two buttons from his shirt were opened and half his face was covered with a mask making it impossible for you to see his eyes.
a few rings on the fingers of his right hand that was currently holding a small gun against pantalone’s head. ‘run.’ he gently told you and you did as he said without waiting as much as you had plenty of questions to ask.
you learned tonight that curiosity brought nothing good and since you liked to believe in fate as much as you despised it;
you were quite certain you’d see him again.
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a/n : i didn’t mean to make pantalone THIS attractive jeez,, anyway 2 out of 5 for now ehe
taglist : @dott8re @shizu-c @hanilessa @theprinceofkhaos @minjpeg @onmywaytoteyvat
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tighnariluvsmushrooms · 10 months
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Part two of devil/angel au
Credits to Kiko and kaveh/Mori for helping me a bit!!
Make sure to read part one!!
**Cyno starts walking towards me slowly. I think he caught his attention. He looked at him for quite a second untill he said.**
"We're you staring at me for a second? I am not seeing things am I."
Cyno gets closer to me I started getting very flustered trying to cover his face from cyno**
"N-o..no- I wasn't I was just checking out the school. Nothing more."
"Hmm are you sure about that?"
He grabs my chins and titled it so I'm looking into his eyes..
"Eh well whatever I guess I slightly believe you. But you seem little nervous. What's makes you so nervous. Little angel."
"Hmph- nothing, I'm just little nervous. Because school Is a nervous place. Isn't that quite normal I think." I cant stop but be flustered he triss to control his self but he can't. This man was so attractive, he craved more of me. He wanted more of me.*
"Don't hurt me..." I begged...
"Tch...why would I promise that~" he said with a sinister smile. I couldn't help but feel intimated...but at the same time...why did I enjoy this?
I looked away...I was frightened and I loved it...I knew this was wrong...why would someone like me...an angel! Enjoy being in the verge of tears..
"Aww is someone scared~" cyno continued to tease and torment my fear...yet...I felt like he was suducing me in his own way..
He began pulling me into a classroom... This felt so wrong..
"Okay sweet angel~ you've got my attention...now why were you staring at me!?" He said with such aggression...I couldn't tell if he liked me or not...
"But you let the females lo-"
"Tch and your a man right? Your so gay...quit looking at other men" he smirked...it was obvious he was just teasing me to stare at my pitiful face that's how devils were...but this one was so different...he made me feel things...and I knew he felt those things too...
"Oi you gonna speak or not?" He said with a grin
"I should g-go!!" I panicked and left the classroom leaving him alone in it...he was smirking...he was happy to see me so flustered..
Thrid person view on cyno
"angels are so fun to toy with~" Cyno was contining to deny his feelings for tighnari... He thought he was just tempted to torture him...but really it wasn't that all..
Cyno walked into the school hallways as the girls continue to whisper and blush when he walked by
Cyno rolled his eyes as he walked past...
He made his way to his friend group which had two other boys in it.. alhaitham and scaramouche (HELP I MIGHT ADD HAIKAVEH JUST KEEP READING IF U WANNA SEE👽👽)
You'd be surprised that he already made a friend group on his first day but he was already surrounded by girls so what do you expect
"hey cy~ we saw you with tighnari...do you like him or something?" Scaramouche began getting curious but kept a sly smile on his face
"ah- no way~ he's cute and makes my heart flutter but as a devil he's no match for me~" cyno denied once again(denial is a rive- I'll shut up🥰)
"cyno that's what you feel when your Inlove -" alhaitham face palmed and stared at cyno
"well no shit! Yeah I do like him haha..." Cyno said as he tried not to look stupid
"cyno be honest with yourself...do you like him or not?" Alhaitham began to feel concerned for cyno
"...yes I love him...it was like love at first sight...but it'd be hard for him to deal with how cruel I can be.." cyno let go of his denial and had a gentle and loving look on his face
"well maybe he's a Masochist? I mean we saw the whole thing in the classroom and he seemed...quite...UHM... aroused..?" Scaramouche stuttered as he mentioned the word "aroused"
"tch that's cute" cyno smirked as he found it funny that tighnari got turned on by something so simple
Cyno felt like he really did love tighnari...but it would be long trip to confession
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Thrid person view on tighnari
"c-collei!! I need your love advice!!" Tighnari yelped out to collei,his friend that would always gossip
"ohh~ who is it~ is she cute!?" Collei began to get excited as she took a sip on water from her bottle
"uh it's a guy and it's the new kid..cyno" tighnaris wings fluttered as he mentioned his name..
Collei spat her water out as he heard me "C-CYNO!? I mean I kinda get why you would like him but out of everyone YOU like him!?"
"y-yeah...? Actually just know he was bulling me in a ....flirty way I guess...he was being sadistic but in a teasing way...as if he was trying to suduce me I guess?" Tighnari blushed just thinking about it..
"okay NARI- it's just the first day but he's really making a move on you~ he must like you~!!" Collei seemed to get excited that her friend was getting into a love life
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ghoulish-narwhal · 1 year
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kaveh fanfic🤲🏻
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moltenkardia · 5 months
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Can someone explain to me why when im looking at the kaveh/reader tag on ao3, after i make it past the smut collections as im really not in the mood, all other fics are just NOT TAGGED RIGHT.
So many things tagged with Kaveh but none of them are about him, rather alhaitham (even tho i absolutely love him i am on a conquest for kaveh material rn) or even fucking DOTTORE
I found something tagged with kaveh, and like oneshots type stuff with just straight fluff and was ready to go to bed after reading it, but it ended up being about haitham and kaveh wasnt even mentioned let alone appeared.
fic writers please tag fics correctly
(and if anyone knows any kaveh fics send them my way please im at my limit)
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kaveh-therapist · 9 months
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So my ao3 username is Oo_yu and this cutie pie I sketched is from one of my stories
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sdnomla · 11 months
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Hi almond!!! I just saw ur kaveh fic and i fell in love with how you write, may I request kaveh x creator!reader in which reader asks kaveh if he has any “unrealistic” designs they could use? This has just been on my mind recently, I don’t really care what format you use ❤️♥️❤️♥️❤️
Kaveh x Creator!Reader
A/N: I am so so sorry this took me so long. I was on a trip and when I got back I felt completely unmotivated to do really anything. But I’m back now and I’m ready to write! Also thank you so much for saying you fell in love with how I write, it really means so much to me. I’m probably going to keep this one short and sweet, though. The last one was pretty long, and I don’t have the mental strength to write that much right now. But if you like this, please send more requests! I know it will take me a little bit to get back to my full self, but I will definitely get to all your requests. I’ll probably edit this later, too.
Synopsis: Kaveh x reader that asks him if he has any “unrealistic” designs they could use.
Pair(s): Kaveh x Gn!creator!reader
Warnings: Swearing
NOT PROOFREAD
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So, when before you and Kaveh started dating, he knew you were a creator. That’s why he liked you. So when he asked you out for the first time, and you said yes, he was ecstatic.
The date went well, you both had a great time and got to know each other pretty well, blah blah blah — we get the point.
After a little time, you guys had gotten closer and would give each other inspiration on projects and such.
This is where you would ask him for the strangest — and I mean a cat giving a piggyback ride to a shark kind of strange — designs.
You would ask him for weird little trinkets he could make, or something for some sort of wallpaper or painting you’re planning on making, and he’s just like, “???”
“Babe, what kind of project are you working on?” He’s asked this more than once.
“Oh, just the usual. I’m kind of bored right now so I figured I would make something.”
“So you want me to make you a pig monkey baby thing with eight arms and no ears? With two tails? And a ‘disk hat?’ What even is that?”
“You know, like Scaramouche’s hat.”
“What the fuck.”
Sometimes you do it just to mess with him.
“Hey babe, did you ever get to making those pink, banana looking things with the dog-rocket inside of them?”
“What?”
“Okay, I’ve gotta go to work now, bye, love you.”
And you’re already out the door before he can comprehend what the fuck just happened. Poor boy is so confused he just wants and explanation.
He loves you for it though. He thinks it makes you unique and special.
To him it would be weird if you asked him for normal designs.
Please give him a lot of love he deserves it <3
@assassinsnek
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archiveofanegirl · 10 months
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The Fourth Law
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Pairing: Alhaitham x Kaveh
Rating: SFW (so far, no promises it will stay this way but I’ll update the rating when we cross that bridge)
Summary: School life AU in which bb boy Kaveh meets his upperclassman Alhaitham for the first time under less-than-ideal circumstances. 
Content: no spiciness YET, this will be a SLOW BURN but this chapter is just setting the scene ;)
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Kaveh
“The Second Law of Thermodynamics states that the state of entropy of the entire universe, as an isolated system, will always increase over time. The second law also states that the changes in the entropy in the universe can never be negative. The third law says that when we are considering a totally perfect crystalline structure, at absolute zero, we will h-EEEEEK” Kaveh lets out a high-pitched yelp of sorts as he stumbles over a torn piece of carpet at the entrance to the library. His hands, overfull with textbooks and source materials for his upcoming physics exam, immediately dart out to catch himself, sending said materials flying across the stained and worn carpet. He teeters for a moment, his unsteady legs attempting to right his body, before he lets out another shriek and tips forward, losing his balance completely. He lands hard on his knees, joints groaning in protest as his hands immediately reach out and start to gather his belongings into a messy pile. He keeps his eyes trained on the floor in front of him, not daring to look up and meet the eyes of his peers who are undoubtedly staring & snickering over the poor nerd who can’t so much as walk straight. Tears start to pool as he hurries to gather his materials, shoving loose papers & pens  into his leather messenger bag before stacking his books haphazardly in front of his knees. He draws in a shaky breath, willing the waterworks to subside before drawing his pile of books close to his chest and starting to rise. 
Out of his peripheral, he sees a pair of black combat boots approaching quickly. His breath catches as he attempts to shoot upright, frantic to avoid the confrontation or bullying that is sure to ensue. A maneuver his thin & exhausted frame was not expecting, causing him to sway forward and for a split second, Kaveh was convinced he was going to tip over AGAIN. He grunts in frustration, cursing his frail composition, just as a pair of arms shoot out and grab onto his shoulders, steadying him. He hiccups out of surprise and one lone tear falls, streaking down his bronzed cheek as he peeks up to meet the stranger’s gaze. 
Alhaitham
Alhaitham sits, or rather lounges in his chair, legs crossed and feet propped up on the table in front of him. His tall, lean build seems to drape across the furniture conveying a general sense of boredom and disinterest. He flips a pen between his fingers idly, tilting his head back to stare up at the ceiling and watch the fluorescent bulbs flicker nonsensically. A shriek similar to what you would hear from a bird startles him out of his inner thoughts just in time to watch as a blonde head of hair stumbles through the doorway of the library before inevitably falling and disappearing from his line of sight beneath the table tops. He frowns as classmates much closer to the bird sit and watch without offering so much as a helping hand. He starts to worry as he doesn’t see the blonde reappear above the sea of tables & chairs. Exhaling aggressively, Haitham pulls his feet off the table and stands in one seamless motion, heavy boots hitting the floor in a thud. From this higher vantage point, he can see the student frantically gathering everything they had dropped during the tumble. The boy is hunched over, seemingly staring at the ground as he stuffs his school work into a worn leather bag at his hip. Alhaitham scans the kneeling form quickly, taking in the black, distressed jeans, cream sweater, red converse and perfectly matched red hair clips, pinning back most of the gold locks from the boy’s face. The fall had knocked a few loose and strands hung down around his face like a curtain, obscuring his expression. 
Haitham weaves through the tables making his way towards the kneeling figure. He can tell when the boy catches sight of him approaching. His posture stiffens and he immediately attempts to get up, forsaking the remaining papers littering the ground, and clutching a number of textbooks close to his chest as though his life depends on it. He lists to the side, undoubtedly due to his abrupt ascent and Alhaitham reaches out, large hands encompassing the smaller boy’s shoulders to steady him. Haitham is momentarily floored by how small the boy is, the golden mop of hair barely coming up to his own collarbone. His fingers tense around the small shoulders, afraid that a breeze might come and carry him away. He watches as the boy slowly lifts his head, gaze staying glued to the floor until the very last moment. Alhaitham’s breath catches in his throat as those eyes finally snap to him, tear-filled and cautious. 
End part 1
click below for part 2
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mondaymelon · 1 month
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₊⊹ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 ♡. | genshin!various x gn!reader
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「 "𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐮𝐩…"」
— in which you kiss him ... accidentally, and indirectly.
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𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 — kazuha, gaming, FREMINET, THOMA, KAVEH, chongyun, gorou
— "Ah, wrong cup."
It's a warm morning, yet the shade of the light canopy of trees provides ample comfort. At your words, however, the amicable conversation halts. Gingerly, you place his cup back on its saucer, uttering a quiet apology. "Sorry, sorry..."
Ugh, a quiet moment with someone you'd been pining after for ages, and you likely just sabotaged any chance you had. Making someone uncomfortable is surely not a way to have someone fall head over heels for you. You cautiously glanced upwards, catching the sight of... something you didn't expect...!?
He hid in his hand, raised and flush against his face. It was rather insufficient in the whole "hiding" department, however, for you could still clearly see the fluster on his features and the red cast across the tips of his ears. Just above the cover of his fingers were his eyes, hurriedly averted from yours. His mouth was slightly ajar, but in the moments that passed, his lips moved to form whispers you couldn't quite catch.
You stood, frantic. Really, every one of your plans was going awry. "I'm sorry! I, I'll go get you a new cup-"
"He caught his hand in his before you could fully depart, clutching it tightly. His usually cool skin was warm. "N, No, I- It's fine..."
He watched your face brighten with relief as you sat back down, completely cheery again, and released a breath quietly.
Ah, how was he supposed to tell you that the mere sight of your lips touching where he had put his made his heart skip a beat?
— It simply wasn't fair.
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𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐆 — HEIZOU, KAEYA, CHILDE, venti, ayato, LYNEY
— "Wait, let me try..."
Word had gotten around of a new drink, supposedly "the best in all of teyvat"... naturally, that called for a timely visit. It didn't exactly matter who you went with, though who were you fooling, it did, and he'd been the first one that came to mind when you were drafting a letter. Now, he stood by your side, leisurely swinging his arms while he walked and smiling smugly.
The reason? The moment you reached into your pocket to fish out your wallet to pay the fee for two drinks, you'd found your pockets empty, and that's where he had swooped in, graciously handing over his mora instead. The moment the two of you exited the vicinity of the drink stall, however, he somehow materialized your wallet once more and placed it in your hands with a cat-like grin. That little... you'd be sure to treat him to a meal sometime soon, a favor like that couldn't just be gone unpaid.
...That, and it was a convenient excuse to spend another outing with him.
"Hey, you got the limited edition flavor? C'mon, give me just a sip..." You beamed when he handed said drink down towards you, taking a sip from his straw — until you realized just what you'd done, of course.
It wasn't like it was something dire, not by any means. You were rather the romantic, and the fact that... well, hadn't the two of you just kissed indirectly?
You didn't voice your thoughts, only meekly retreated after handing the bottle back to him, growing even more flustered when your fingers brushed against his in the process. He seemed to hear them, however, and a smirk made its way onto his lips.
"Oh, don't tell me you were aiming for an indirect kiss all along?"
"W- No!" Ugh, that twinkle in his eyes was dangerous. It's easy to see that he doesn't believe you in the slightest. Yet, before you can dispense another rebuttal, he reaches a hand up to your hair and makes a mess of it.
— "Aha, who knew you were so sly~"
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𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 — alhaitham, XIAO, albedo, diluc, neuvillette
— "Is something wrong?"
Well, not exactly "wrong", per se. Instead, there was definitely something wrong with you in particular.
The situation started off like any other would. You found the man in his usual place, and greeted him with a smile, to which he nodded in response. He was a busy person, so you'd decided to take the initiative and make him a boxed lunch, only planning to give it to him and then let him carry on with whatever tasks he needed to complete — only... hey, wasn't it too out of character of him to ask you to feed him??
He glanced up at you, his head subconsciously tilting to the side. Just with that simple movement, a figurative arrow struck your heart. "If it's too much trouble, nevermind-"
You awkwardly coughed into your fist, trying to disperse any awfully hopeful thoughts of "hey, isn't this so romantic!?" in your head — yearning for him was one thing, but projecting your imagination of him would be another entirely. "No, it's fine- I was just caught off guard, is all..." At this point, you were more so convincing yourself than him. You dipped your head in a nod to yourself. Of course, he was so swamped with duties that he couldn't spare the time to feed himself, that was the case, wasn't it?
"Here, open wide..." You took a portion of the food and lifted it up to his lips, and he ate it agreeably. Hamster. He's like a hamster, a thought you really shouldn't be having considering how his disposition was, but seeing him swiftly chewing the portion in his cheeks... you cleared your throat, only to flinch with a start upon realizing he'd taken the utensils from you. Now, he held some of the lunch up to you, gesturing it to your mouth.
"Eh, but this is for you-" You declined, yet the insistence in his gaze only grew.
"You brought it for me, so you should have some as well."
"Well... alright," not willing to bother with an argument you were not likely to win, you ate what he hovered before you gratefully, trying to ignore the way he was staring at you as you ate.
W, Wait, hold on, isn't that the same cutlery he used-
"Your face is red. Did you choke? Here, let me-"
"No, it's just that- we, just now- ah, it's nothing."
— "Mhm."
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( a/n ) new post format and its silly ( i hate everything about this ) :stareyes: ahahah anyways. trying to revive myself so. you guys get ( poorly cooked ) food :>
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