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#kavetham 🔞🔞🔞 !!!
haitham likes it when kaveh says "thank you"
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"It's still a bit... hm," Kaveh said. "Pass the salt."
Alhaitham did, their fingers briefly touching. "Thanks," Kaveh said, very deliberately, and glanced at Haitham.
His cheeks turned pink.
#kavetham 🔞🔞🔞 !!!
haitham likes it when kaveh says "thank you"
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"It's still a bit... hm," Kaveh said. "Pass the salt."
Alhaitham did, their fingers briefly touching. "Thanks," Kaveh said, very deliberately, and glanced at Haitham.
His cheeks turned pink.
It could be the steam from the pot. Or it could be—
"How much salt are you going to add?"
—It could be... "Fuck!"
"How much salt are you going to add?"
—It could be... "Fuck!"
The curry was saved, in the end, thanks to Haitham remembering the homemade yogurt the neighbouring auntie had given them just yesterday.
"Well, one can never have enough curry," Kaveh declared, while they were storing the leftovers after dinner.
"Well, one can never have enough curry," Kaveh declared, while they were storing the leftovers after dinner.
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haitham and kaveh knew each other as babies. kaveh reminisces about baby!haitham.
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"You used to be so cute," Kaveh said. "A wriggling... squirmy little worm."
"You think wriggling, squirmy worms are cute?" Haitham said, dry.
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haitham and kaveh knew each other as babies. kaveh reminisces about baby!haitham.
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"You used to be so cute," Kaveh said. "A wriggling... squirmy little worm."
"You think wriggling, squirmy worms are cute?" Haitham said, dry.
"With... these BIG... green eyes!" Kaveh said, drunkenly. He threw his arms wide, as if that might illustrate how lovely and glimmering and big Haitham's eyes used to be. Not that they weren't still lovely and glimmering. And green. But.
"You're spilling your wine," Haitham said, rescuing Kaveh's glass. Plucked it straight from Kaveh's hand... and then drank it. He was, he rationalized, stopping Kaveh from getting even more stupidly drunk. "Let's go home," he said.
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jealous kaveh. kaveh hasn't heard alhaitham laugh for nearly ten years.
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Kaveh hasn't heard Alhaitham laugh in nearly ten years, so when he hears the deep, low chuckle from behind him, he nearly thinks he's dreaming.
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jealous kaveh. kaveh hasn't heard alhaitham laugh for nearly ten years.
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Kaveh hasn't heard Alhaitham laugh in nearly ten years, so when he hears the deep, low chuckle from behind him, he nearly thinks he's dreaming.
Kaveh stares at the pencil in his hand. He's working on a project, not at all involved in the conversation on the other side of the room. That chuckle, that soft sound, is not directed at Kaveh. Haitham isn't laughing because of anything Kaveh has said or done. He's laughing at—
Kaveh turns his head just slightly. And there they are, that blonde and their floating friend.
Alhaitham had received his guests some time ago. Kaveh had heard their conversation from the study. And then Haitham had brought them into the room,
Alhaitham had received his guests some time ago. Kaveh had heard their conversation from the study. And then Haitham had brought them into the room,
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After the Interdarshan Championship, Kaveh unpacks.
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When they get home, the house seems emptier than usual. Kaveh doesn't realize why until he opens up his closet, looking for clothes to change into, and sees it's empty.
"Were we robbed!?" he yells.
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After the Interdarshan Championship, Kaveh unpacks.
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When they get home, the house seems emptier than usual. Kaveh doesn't realize why until he opens up his closet, looking for clothes to change into, and sees it's empty.
"Were we robbed!?" he yells.
Mehrak beeps. "Oh, right," Kaveh says. "I packed."
Because, in a fit of emotion, he decided it was a fantastic idea to stuff all his belongings into whatever luggages, containers, and boxes were available to him. Kaveh doesn't generally regret his decisions. He is who he is.
Because, in a fit of emotion, he decided it was a fantastic idea to stuff all his belongings into whatever luggages, containers, and boxes were available to him. Kaveh doesn't generally regret his decisions. He is who he is.
But he regrets this one. He just wants to grab a nice, long shirt to sleep in. And now he can't even remember where he packed it. Argh.
He goes to the kitchen. Oh, good; Alhaitham's still up, making himself his usual cup of nighttime tea. The man sure likes his routine.
He goes to the kitchen. Oh, good; Alhaitham's still up, making himself his usual cup of nighttime tea. The man sure likes his routine.
#haikaveh #kavetham A random thought but what if Kaveh's mentor was Alhaitham's grandmother?? I'm pretty sure the two of them are from Kshahrewar Darshan
Kaveh sits in the living room, going through an old book that was given to him by Alhaitham's grandmother with most notes written by her. Alhaitham walks behind Kaveh towards his room until he noticed the handwriting which belonged to his grandmother.
Alhaitham then probably remembers the times before his Grandmother passed away, how fondly she spoke of this one student she had in Kshahrewar Darshan. She also wanted Alhaitham to meet Kaveh (When they were children) but Alhaitham was too busy with books
#haikaveh/#kavetham sort of crack writing idea where King Deshret and Goddess of Flowers literally live rent free in Haitham and Kaveh's head, and they like to give ~dating advice~.
Problem is, the gods can't recognize one another's reincarnations.
Problem is, the gods can't recognize one another's reincarnations.
Basically I imagine GoF behaving like an over-invested Auntie who tries to hook up her reincarnation with attractive younger men to ~live vicariously~
While KD is the Old Fashioned Uncle who has a slightly ~ toxic masculinity~ approach to pursuing partners, but ultimately
While KD is the Old Fashioned Uncle who has a slightly ~ toxic masculinity~ approach to pursuing partners, but ultimately
is just worried that his reincarnation is going to die alone.
#haikaveh/#kavetham drabble based of hc that Kv was born in the desert. CW: mild blood/injury
Kaveh was born in the desert. He grew up quite poor and was used to the threat of violence at the hands of treasure hoarders and mercenaries. So, he is used to defending himself, even
Kaveh was born in the desert. He grew up quite poor and was used to the threat of violence at the hands of treasure hoarders and mercenaries. So, he is used to defending himself, even
from those in his own community, who thought him weak due to his love of art, beauty, and learning. He grew up with bruised knuckles stained with blood even with fingernails stained with paint and ink.
He fought tooth and nail to study in the Akademiya and most people were
He fought tooth and nail to study in the Akademiya and most people were
were unaware of his upbringing.
Kaveh, the Light of Kshahrewar, master architect, a fighter? Preposterous.
People tended to see his fine clothes, slender wrists, and sunny smile, and underestimated him.
Haitham was once one of them.
Kaveh, the Light of Kshahrewar, master architect, a fighter? Preposterous.
People tended to see his fine clothes, slender wrists, and sunny smile, and underestimated him.
Haitham was once one of them.
Modern #haikaveh/#kavetham AU where Haitham is a bad cook ft a lil angst (CW homelessness)~
As a college student studying linguistics, Haitham spends long hours in front of textbooks and computers. So, he develops a gym habit to keep in shape. And in true Haitham fashion, he
As a college student studying linguistics, Haitham spends long hours in front of textbooks and computers. So, he develops a gym habit to keep in shape. And in true Haitham fashion, he
doesn't go half-way. He researches fitness and nutrition to the point he becomes one of those gym rats who knows all about protein and caloric needs needs.
Unfortunately, he knows next to nothing about seasoning food. His mother and ancestors weep.
Which leads to this -
Unfortunately, he knows next to nothing about seasoning food. His mother and ancestors weep.
Which leads to this -
He's studying in the library and decides it's time for his typical lunch - baked chicken breast, rice, and a green vegetable. When he opens the container, he hears a horrified gasp.
"Oh my archons -"
He looks over to find a pair of familiar crimson eyes. Upperclassman Kaveh,
"Oh my archons -"
He looks over to find a pair of familiar crimson eyes. Upperclassman Kaveh,
More #haikaveh/#kavetham things that make me giggle:
I enjoy the idea that both #alhaitam and #Kaveh have difficulty keeping their eyes up ⬆️ when they talk to one another.
And neither of them notice, because they are both 🌟 preoccupied 🌟
I enjoy the idea that both #alhaitam and #Kaveh have difficulty keeping their eyes up ⬆️ when they talk to one another.
And neither of them notice, because they are both 🌟 preoccupied 🌟
Alhaitham's eyes are fixed on Kaveh's sun-kissed cleavage and collarbones (why in the Dendro Archon's name can he not button the damn shirt?)
Kaveh is laser-focussed on the pillowy ~ contour ~ of Alhaithem's chest (what pervert in the Akademiya approved this attire?).
Kaveh is laser-focussed on the pillowy ~ contour ~ of Alhaithem's chest (what pervert in the Akademiya approved this attire?).
They both will have full arguments with one another with tiddie-contact instead of eye-contact.
(#kavetham/#haikaveh headcanon that help me sleep at night)
Anyone that knows of the Light of Kshahrewar is at least somewhat aware that the man is a curator of beauty, both in his designs and how he presents himself. He is careful to express his artistic nature with artfully
Anyone that knows of the Light of Kshahrewar is at least somewhat aware that the man is a curator of beauty, both in his designs and how he presents himself. He is careful to express his artistic nature with artfully
gathered and braided golden hair, colorful and well-tailored clothes, and fine-quality jewelry of unique design.
Akademiya juniors and scholars admire him not only for his mastery of his craft, but his ever-graceful conduct and appearance.
Akademiya juniors and scholars admire him not only for his mastery of his craft, but his ever-graceful conduct and appearance.
Admiring eyes follow #Kaveh wherever he goes, ranging from respectful to downright lecherous.
It would almost be enough to make #Alhaitham jealous.
That is, if that were the image of Kaveh that he coveted.
It would almost be enough to make #Alhaitham jealous.
That is, if that were the image of Kaveh that he coveted.
#kavetham 🔞 It's strange. Alhaitham is not home yet. He rarely gets home late and he should be here, nagging at Kaveh already but the house is too quiet without him here.
Kaveh wants to enjoy being alone but the silence is so loud that he feels like he'll lose his mind.
Kaveh wants to enjoy being alone but the silence is so loud that he feels like he'll lose his mind.
🔞 "What happened to him?" Kaveh's body falls on the couch and stares at the door like a puppy waiting for his owner to come home. He hugs the pillow to his chest and frowns. "Gah! Why am I even waiting? It's good that he's not here. It's peaceful."
🔞 It sounds like he's just convincing himself that he's fine and he's not worried but Kaveh being Kaveh, stubborn to admit that he's concerned about his senior slash roommate.
But midnight drops without him realizing it. He's still wide awake waiting.
But midnight drops without him realizing it. He's still wide awake waiting.
#kavetham nsfw brainrot 🧵
chief secretary haitham and city architect kaveh have a contentious working relationship in public. in closed doors, instead of harsh words and contradictions, they exchange heated kisses—they've got each other's bodies memorized like a blueprint.
chief secretary haitham and city architect kaveh have a contentious working relationship in public. in closed doors, instead of harsh words and contradictions, they exchange heated kisses—they've got each other's bodies memorized like a blueprint.
when the mayor's gone, haitham has the office all to himself. that means kaveh can come and go under the guise of having his plans checked by the chief secretary. in reality, he'll be stripping that man down and spreae his creamy legs open, all for his taking.
"i can't pass your proposal yet to the mayor," haitham whispers as his fingers pry kaveh's buckles open. "a new port doesn't come cheap. you need to have a more convincing rationale." to which kaveh responds by railing him hard atop the mayor's table.
#kavetham 🧵 a/b/o
(Random thought I had, sort of out of character)
Al-Haitham and Kaveth being two alphas who ended up living together is a very tasty thought to me.
Haitham's always been a confident alpha who could make any beta/ omega weak in their knees by a few glances.
(Random thought I had, sort of out of character)
Al-Haitham and Kaveth being two alphas who ended up living together is a very tasty thought to me.
Haitham's always been a confident alpha who could make any beta/ omega weak in their knees by a few glances.
His status as an alpha is put to the test thought when his fellow alpha, and now roommate, Kaveth comes into the picture. The lad is confident as well but is more laid back and in touch with his alpha than Haitham.
Their constant bickering is nothing but a game from Kaveth's side, finding amusement in seeing Haitham losing his marbles when he can't shut Kaveth down with logic.
