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“Your Majesty, what do you know of…producing an heir?”
A faint blush awns the stoic face of the King and Kaveh finds himself staring. The question was bold and far too forward, only now does the Prince see how it must have sounded. He’s about to speak, tell the King to forget the way he’s spoken out of turn when the King’s voice rings softly through the air.
“Love,” he says simply.
Kaveh stares unabashed this time, his face heating up at the King’s innocence.
“To produce an heir, we must be in love,” he explains shyly, glazing up a the silent Prince.
Kaveh quickly turns around to hide his face, staring out the window of the King’s study, trying to reign in his swirling emotions.
“W-well yes–” the blonde was floundering for words.
“I don't foresee that to be an issue, at least, for myself.”
Kaveh sucks in a startled breath, hands bracing the windowsill to steady him. His heart beats wildly in his chest at the casual admission, it’s implied possibility. The King does not seem the kind for falsehood or flattery, and though he’s known Kaveh only from observation and this single exchange, a confession forms true.
I have already begun to love you.
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its been almost 2 years since their heat-rut escapade and they're still fighting over who came onto who.
"Haitham, you followed me around for weeks, how does that not make you the perpetrator of our relationship?”
“Oh really? And who’s the one who couldn’t keep their hands off me?”
Kaveh claims that after their heat-rut week, he absolutely did not pursue the alpha. Alhaitham claims the omega was jealous and territorial. Blah, blah, blah. Tighnari’s fed up. Cyno’s fed up too. The two roll their eyes, at their wits end over this argument.
“Babe.”
“Hm?” Cyno grunts.
“I have an idea.”your honor, roll the tapes.
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- Part 2 of a trial of scent and obsession
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Fun fact: being an omega in the Akademiya is uncommon.
Another fun fact: betas make up the majority of the scholar population.
Newest fun fact: the singular alpha that walks the halls has suddenly become Kaveh’s own personal hell.
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- Part 1 of a trial of scent and obsession
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“You’re a fool.”
“And you’re corrupt,” the scribe jabs.
“And you're not?”
It circles again returning to Alhaitham’s ear, “Do you truly believe you’re the hero here?”
“I’m certainly not the villain.”
“Then answer me this: could you sacrifice him for the greater good?”
Alhaitham’s blood freezes. More deranged laughter ensues as a dark aura fills the room.“That’s what I thought.”
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He bites his lip as he types the phone number into a new message, cursor blinking to taunt him.
Is this crazy? His finger frantically backspaces the phone number before locking his phone and clutching it to his erratically beating chest. He turns onto his stomach, groaning into his pillow, unsure what to do. He sits up onto his elbows and types the number again, this time ignoring the anxious excitement brimming under his skin.
It’s anonymous, he reminds himself. A one time thing, and free too.
He can do this.
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the esca effect by matsuwuhana for bringingglory
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
19 Dec 2024
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“I’m glad you’re okay,” Al-Haitham says, throwing a sideways glance at Kaveh as he turns back towards his stack of essays. “It would’ve been pretty embarrassing to die in a library.”
“Fuck you,” Kaveh coughs.
“Sad and alone,” Al-Haitham drones, “amongst rows of old, racist philosophers.”
Kaveh groans, finally having caught his breath for the most part. “You,” he says, his voice still raspy, “are the most annoying person I’ve ever met.”
Al-Haitham snorts. “An honor.”
two idiots in love who don’t know they’re in love. classic
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Bookmarked by softkaveh
24 Oct 2025
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the best, most intimate but light and fluffy getting together haikaveh fic EVER
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Loving you is a (winning) game by kkiwibin for Ka_MewNari
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
26 Sep 2024
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"Alhaitham realized he had a crush on his anonymous friend after two years of their online friendship, when Paradisaea sent him a message showing a drawing of a TCG card in the sand. It looked silly and badly drawn, but Archons, it just felt like a love confession. It also gave him the idea that Paradisaea might be a guy who lived by the beach, feeling the sun on his face and the cold water between his toes.
His imagination ran wild whenever new information was dropped in their game chat."
When you fall in love with your online best friend, everything could happen. Including him falling for the real you.
Bookmarked by softkaveh
26 Sep 2024
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sweet & cute, had me kicking my feet and giggling
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Zoro never really liked this prince that Perona was saddled with.
And now, as he stared down the faded oak door to the prince’s tower with a note in his hand, he lamented that he LOATHED the prince right now.
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Every Kiss Begins With Kaveh by brainrot exe (brainrotexe)
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
27 Jan 2024
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Tighnari refused to back down, that coy smile stuck to his face like glue. “I was just thinking… maybe he’d have more fun with me.”
“With you?” Al Haitham sneered. The air was stiff, the space between them growing ever thin, the warmth of Al Haitham’s hand seeping through Tighnari's shirt.
“Yeah.” Tighnari breathed, meeting Al Haitham’s sharp eyes, “I just don’t believe you could satisfy Kaveh… let alone me.”
Or: A drunk round of spin the bottle quickly spirals out of control.
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Kaveh straightens up and turns to show off his backside. The generous swell of his ass is barely covered by the shirt. It falls at just the right height for his milky thighs to peek out, and the semi-sheer stockings leave nothing to the imagination.
He lifts his arms over his head and sweeps up his loose blond hair, pretending to stretch as the hem pulls up to brush his lower back. Between the unmarked nape of his neck and his juicy peach wrapped in lacy black panties, he wonders which Daddy would bite first.
He already knows he’s the picture of temptation but the donation alert is a pleasant ego stroke.