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Hello everynyan! I know I have been pretty inactive⌠I just I havenât found muse and motivation for my current drafts. Revamping my OCs and my blog is on my to do list. I also plan to add Aventurine (HSR) to my muses.
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âRise and shine, birthday boy! Your senior has taken it upon himself to make breakfast this morning. It took quite the effort too.â Kaveh proudly presented Alhaitham a tray with coffee, fruits, and an elaborate fatteh dish that bore resemblance to the Palace of Alcazarzaray. There was enough for both of them, so Kaveh sat on the bed and placed the tray between them. âGo on, help yourself. Unless youâre too sleepy and want me to feed you?â he teased, but truthfully he wouldnât mind at all.
đAlhaitham peeked an eye open, looking tired and unhappy about the noise. Oh yeah. It was his birthday. He watched Kaveh, only half listening to what he was saying. Once the blonde was done, he gave a small hum as an answer before he closed his eyes.
"Feed me." The scribe said before he opened his mouth.
Alhaithamâs usual morning grumpiness in the face of his generosity made Kaveh sigh, but it was a little bit cute. Wanting to be fed definitely made him seem like his junior, which only made Kaveh want to dote on him. âSuch a big baby.â He picked up a piece of fruit to feed to him, hoping it would wake him up a little. âYou know itâs time to get up. Come on, you should sit up and drink some coffee.â His words were scolding, but his tone was far from angry.
Kaveh wasnât sure if it was the coffee he drank, but he was wide awake, excited even. Birthdays were a refreshing break from the monotonous daily routine, so it was no wonder he was in a good mood today. It was also an excuse to show extra love and care, which he often refrained from doing so he wouldnât get teased. But remembering how things went last year⌠he knew he would never escape that knowing gaze.
A New Age(Closed rp with @prettyboyangels
In an old pub in London stood a man at the bar drinking by his lonesome. Other patrons could be seen drinking and yelling and having fun, but this man sat alone drinking silence. He didn't look very happy either. It almost looked as if he was pondering something. Whatever it was, it had him in deep thought. Like he remembering something. Eventually, he'd wake up back to reality before paying for his drink and turning leave, only pump into someone at the door and accidently knock them down on their rear."Oh, sorry, my bad. I didn't properly see you there. Are you okay?"
Remy was lost, and not just in a literal sense. After being cast out of heaven, he had no halo, no wings, and no one to accompany him. He was searching for the one sinful angel who was cast aside with him, his only friend, but to no avail. It had to have been years since then.
âNot in this tavern eitherâŚâ he whispered to himself. Soon he might have to cross the sea. He wished the other angels at least gave him a hint about where in the world they cast Sariel off to, but they liked to give punishments like this. They wanted him to wander for an eternity, to suffer, to feel true isolation and loneliness. Maybe he would have been content to have place of his own where he could immerse himself in studying, but the places he ended up staying felt anything like home. Whether he was in the woods or a strangerâs house, he couldnât be himself. But even staying on high alert didnât prevent bad things from happening.
âHey, kid. If youâre not paying for drinks, then you should go. No place here for freeloaders,â the owner said to him. Remy didnât say a word as he started to leave. He was indeed too broke to afford drinks. That was when he was knocked down.
The fallen angel didnât know if he could take much more. This world was too cruel. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. âIâm sorry⌠I was in your wayâŚâ
Lelouch would see the young male on the floor before helping him to his feet and dusting him off."You're fine, little man. I wasn't really paying attention either. Are you ok? Do you need something to drink?" Lelouch would as trying to console the lad, given how he could see him on the verge of breaking down.
Remy took a deep breath, putting on the familiar mask of normalcy. âI⌠Iâm fine. I donât really belong in a place like this anyway. I was just looking for someone,â he told the stranger. His tone was timid, since he knew a strong man could snap him in half if he bothered them.
He nervously stroked his hair, which had overgrown by now. Despite its length, it didnât hide his pointed ears, indicating his immortality. Evidently he wasnât an ordinary human, but it wasnât clear just by looking at him what exactly he was.
"I see. Does your friend tend frequent bars like this?"He asked curiously. Lelouch could sense he was different from most but really could place his finger on it. For now, he'd let it pass before asking."If you'd like, I can try help you find your friend?"
âI supposed he might⌠but I donât know where in the world he is. Itâs a long storyâŚâ Remy was hesitant to entrust strangers with personal information. âI doubt you want to travel the world in search of someone unknown to you.â
A New Age(Closed rp with @prettyboyangels
In an old pub in London stood a man at the bar drinking by his lonesome. Other patrons could be seen drinking and yelling and having fun, but this man sat alone drinking silence. He didn't look very happy either. It almost looked as if he was pondering something. Whatever it was, it had him in deep thought. Like he remembering something. Eventually, he'd wake up back to reality before paying for his drink and turning leave, only pump into someone at the door and accidently knock them down on their rear."Oh, sorry, my bad. I didn't properly see you there. Are you okay?"
Remy was lost, and not just in a literal sense. After being cast out of heaven, he had no halo, no wings, and no one to accompany him. He was searching for the one sinful angel who was cast aside with him, his only friend, but to no avail. It had to have been years since then.
âNot in this tavern eitherâŚâ he whispered to himself. Soon he might have to cross the sea. He wished the other angels at least gave him a hint about where in the world they cast Sariel off to, but they liked to give punishments like this. They wanted him to wander for an eternity, to suffer, to feel true isolation and loneliness. Maybe he would have been content to have place of his own where he could immerse himself in studying, but the places he ended up staying felt anything like home. Whether he was in the woods or a strangerâs house, he couldnât be himself. But even staying on high alert didnât prevent bad things from happening.
âHey, kid. If youâre not paying for drinks, then you should go. No place here for freeloaders,â the owner said to him. Remy didnât say a word as he started to leave. He was indeed too broke to afford drinks. That was when he was knocked down.
The fallen angel didnât know if he could take much more. This world was too cruel. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. âIâm sorry⌠I was in your wayâŚâ
Lelouch would see the young male on the floor before helping him to his feet and dusting him off."You're fine, little man. I wasn't really paying attention either. Are you ok? Do you need something to drink?" Lelouch would as trying to console the lad, given how he could see him on the verge of breaking down.
Remy took a deep breath, putting on the familiar mask of normalcy. âI⌠Iâm fine. I donât really belong in a place like this anyway. I was just looking for someone,â he told the stranger. His tone was timid, since he knew a strong man could snap him in half if he bothered them.
He nervously stroked his hair, which had overgrown by now. Despite its length, it didnât hide his pointed ears, indicating his immortality. Evidently he wasnât an ordinary human, but it wasnât clear just by looking at him what exactly he was.
A New Age(Closed rp with @prettyboyangels
In an old pub in London stood a man at the bar drinking by his lonesome. Other patrons could be seen drinking and yelling and having fun, but this man sat alone drinking silence. He didn't look very happy either. It almost looked as if he was pondering something. Whatever it was, it had him in deep thought. Like he remembering something. Eventually, he'd wake up back to reality before paying for his drink and turning leave, only pump into someone at the door and accidently knock them down on their rear."Oh, sorry, my bad. I didn't properly see you there. Are you okay?"
Remy was lost, and not just in a literal sense. After being cast out of heaven, he had no halo, no wings, and no one to accompany him. He was searching for the one sinful angel who was cast aside with him, his only friend, but to no avail. It had to have been years since then.
âNot in this tavern eitherâŚâ he whispered to himself. Soon he might have to cross the sea. He wished the other angels at least gave him a hint about where in the world they cast Sariel off to, but they liked to give punishments like this. They wanted him to wander for an eternity, to suffer, to feel true isolation and loneliness. Maybe he would have been content to have place of his own where he could immerse himself in studying, but the places he ended up staying felt anything like home. Whether he was in the woods or a strangerâs house, he couldnât be himself. But even staying on high alert didnât prevent bad things from happening.
âHey, kid. If youâre not paying for drinks, then you should go. No place here for freeloaders,â the owner said to him. Remy didnât say a word as he started to leave. He was indeed too broke to afford drinks. That was when he was knocked down.
The fallen angel didnât know if he could take much more. This world was too cruel. He looked like he was on the verge of tears. âIâm sorry⌠I was in your wayâŚâ
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Overwork (closed stater with @multimuse-citadel)
After pulling another all nighter to meet an approaching deadline, not even coffee was enough to keep Kaveh awake the next day. He still had revisions on another project to make for a picky client, but he was unmotivated by their demands. He could hardly keep his eyes open, being completely exhausted, especially since he hadnât eaten much in favor of working. This was the life he chose, but it still proved to be too much to handle sometimes.
He closed his eyes, and before he knew it, he was sleeping on his blueprints while the sun was still shining. His body seemed not to care, making up for lost rest by remaining there for a while.
Alhaitham walked in after a long day's work of his duties as the Acting Grand Sage. Even though he would rather do anything else, he knows that that Akademiya would fall apart without a capable leader. Hopefully, they'll find someone worthy enough of doing the job that will not fall into the same antics as the last Grand Sage. The least he can do is enjoy his evening without any more screw-ups. At least, that's what he wants, but unfortunately, a certain blond always tends to mess that up with his constant complaining.
That is, until he sees Kaveh slumped over his desk. Probably he was exhausted from all the work that demands his attention. He turned away from the room, but something stopped him in his tracks. He couldn't help but feel pity for the blond. While he understands why Kaveh's skills as an architect is important to him, Alhaitham only wishes that he heed his warnings about his health. He then put a blanket over Kaveh's body before giving a little smile. A rare sight to behold.
It was a while before the architect awoke. When Kavehâs eyes opened once more, he was disoriented for a moment. He then realized he had fallen asleep while working, even unknowingly clutching the blanket that was draped over him. Wait, where did the blanket come from? There was only one person it could be, but the gesture had Kaveh surprised, as Alhaitham usually wasnât so kind. Just the thought of it made him feel warm inside. Alhaitham could be such a jerk sometimes, but he really did care.
His body was quick to remind him of his hunger and the soreness in his neck. Maybe he had worked hard enough if he was passing out from exhaustion. Deciding to listen to his body, Kaveh placed the blanket aside and rose from his chair with a groan. It was about dinner time, and his roommate would likely be hungry was well, so he went to find him.
âAh, there you are. What do you want for dinner?â He still sounded tired.
"Well, while you were sleeping, I managed to get some food from my favorite restaurant. I believe you told me that this was your favorite meal from there?"
Alhaitham took out a bin and placed it in front of Kaveh. Despite how they act, Alhaitham had always been mindful of what the blond liked. Usually it's because he doesn't want to hear Kaveh whine even more, but now, whether he realizes it or not, Alhaitham went out of his way to care for the blond.
"So, are you gonna check it out?"
Kaveh stared in disbelief at the food for a moment, but then he smiled warmly. âThat saves me the trouble then, I appreciate it.â He sat down with the dish and immediately began to eat. Finally he could sate his hunger after neglecting it for a while.
Between bites, he would speak. âYou really did remember my order⌠I guess I shouldnât expect any less from your memory. Still, youâre being awfully nice today. You even put that blanket over me⌠Maybe youâve finally realized the value in caring for others?â Kaveh couldnât help but point out the exception in Alhaithamâs lassez-faire philosophy that he so vehemently opposed.
"Don't be ridiculous. I've always been caring for others. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you room in here with me." Alhaitham then started eating some of his favorite food, a small blush painting across his cheeks as he quickly glanced over at Kaveh. This was the first time that he had no idea what to do over his own feelings for the blond.
"Kaveh... There's been something I've been meaning to tell you for... a while now." He stared down at his food, his hand tightening from the pressure in his heart.
Kaveh was going to make a remark about his egoism, but Alhaithamâs expression changed to something he didnât normally see. He looked⌠almost bashful. For someone so confident, it was odd.
âWhat is it? Is something wrong?â Kaveh asked urgently, already worrying something was amiss. For someone so intelligent, he could be clueless at times.
Alhaitham tried clearing his throat, but to no avail. The lump in it would not go away. So, all he can do is take a deep breath and hope that the right words would pass by his lips. "Kaveh, I... I wanted to tell you that lately, I've been thinking about you more often. To the point where I can't imagine my life without you. You can make fun of me all you want after this, but these are my true feelings."
Kaveh froze mid-bite to listen. âWho are you, and what have you done with Alhaitham?â was what he wanted to ask. Usually Alhaitham was so reserved and sarcastic, never vulnerable with his emotions. Was this part of some plan to manipulate him? Or was he trying to make him feel better? After knowing him so well, it didnât make sense, but he did seem like he was being genuine.
Kaveh continued eating, trying to hide the fact that his mind was going into overdrive. Thinking about me more often? Canât imagine his life without me?? True feelings??? His heart skipped a beat. Was this a confession?! No, no, it couldnât be, that would change everything! Maybe he was just showing his appreciation for once. Kaveh did threaten to move out several times⌠Did it scare Alhaitham when he came so close to that? Truth be told, Kaveh always wanted to call this place home, despite the extra stress it could cause.
âWhere did this come from? You never speak to me like this. I donât understandâŚâ Deep down, he might have understood, but he was still in disbelief. He feared that Alhaithamâs reply would be his usual snarky âuse your headâ deflection, but maybe he was truly going to say what he meant.
Alhaitham didn't know what else to say. He got out his feelings, but it seems that because of his actions, he doesn't think he can be taken seriously. It seems that he'll have to be think of something else in order to convince Kaveh.
"Well, it's just that I'm trying to see what to do about these feelings of mine. I wanted to tell you in some way, but I could never find the right words. I hope that you find it somewhere in you to understand me. Also, to help you, I would like to treat you to some dinner tomorrow. I've heard there's a fancy new restaurant over in Port Ormos and I've been meaning to invite you. I guess now would be a good a time as many."
It took everything for Kaveh to process his words. What were his true intentions? If Alhaitham couldnât find the right words as a linguist, and he was asking him to a nice dinner, maybe it really was a confession. But this was so unlike him, and things were already too complicated. Kaveh wanted to deny the truth, but his own emotions were flaring deep inside, only to be repressed. Maybe it would be better to let them out a little so he might see things differently.
âHang on, I need a cup of wine for thisâŚâ Kaveh placed his dish in the sink and poured himself a glass. He had a sip and came back to sit across from Alhaitham, examining his expression. His soft eyes told of how genuine he was being. It melted his heart a little.
âSo, are you⌠asking me out on a date? I-If Iâm interpreting things right, youâre saying youâŚlike me⌠in a romantic wayâŚ?â Kaveh clarified hesitantly. This would change everything after all.
Kaveh comes in bearing presents. âAhem⌠Happy birthday Alhaitham! Iâve brought you a few ancient books I restored from the desert that you may be interested in. And⌠Iâve made a Fontainian dessert instead of cake, coffee bavarois! Iâm sure youâll like it. Well? Did I do good this year?â He looks pleased with himself, but is eagerly waiting to see Alhaithamâs reaction.
đAlhaitham was surprised as Kaveh came in with gifts. His birthday? Ah. He had a habit of forgetting about it.
The scribe looked over each item, noting the other's excitement. His gaze then lifted, and Kaveh looked not unlike a dog waiting praise. He then gave a small smirk. "You did quite good this year, senior." He teased, chuckling. "I didn't think you'd go this far for me. Thank you."
đThe ball was in Kaveh's court as Alhaitham waited, watching his reaction. Any sign of resistance, and he would let him escape, but as the other seemed to realize the situation, he knew the outcome before he spoke.
A small smirk of triumph crossed Alhaitham's lips when Kaveh admitted defeat. "Since it is a gift from my senior, it would be rude to decline it." He then leaned in, stopping inches from the blonde's lips. "For reference next time... This is not how you seduce someone." He then kissed Kaveh hard, shutting up any compliants the other could reply with.
Releasing Kaveh's chin, he moved to pin the blonde with his body now, his thigh pressing between the other's thighs.
That familiar smirk paired with such disrespectful words made Kaveh grimace. He thought it was normal and even expected for lovers to be intimate on birthdays, but Alhaitham twisted his words to make him look foolish. Kaveh opened his mouth to give him a piece of his mind, but was immediately silenced with a kiss, so all that came out was a muffled grunt.
Before he knew it, Kaveh was firmly stuck between Alhaitham and the wall. Oh he was mad, but so turned on that his anger slowly dissipated. Even if Alhaitham seized control tactlessly, his touch felt too good to resist. The leg between his thighs only further weakened him, making him squirm a bit. He closed his eyes and gave into his desires, grasping onto Alhaithamâs back as the kiss intensified. His heart was beating so hard and fast that he wondered if the other could feel it. The increased blood flow spread to his groin too, making him noticeably aroused. Kaveh scolded himself for his perceived weakness, but thought it would at least please Alhaitham to know he was effective in his advances.
"Do you think frogs have feelings, Robin?"
(Izumi Dimitru) (I change his bio. He's a model)
Robin laughed. âPff, what an interesting question⌠But to answer you, I would think so, since theyâre living things.â
The Wanderer and the Drifter (Closed Starter w/ @prettyboyangels)
Raimon had never known what to do with his life. After traveling all the way from the comforts of Mondstadt to the jungles of Sumeru, it felt like he lost his purpose on the way. Seeing all the sights in the nations he visited, Raimon glided through the air, listened to the storytellers and singers of Liyue, and seen Inazuma thrive after the Sakoku decree. Unbeknownst to him, it gave so much inspiration over what he want to do with his life. Too much inspiration, though. And now he's stuck and has no idea what to do.
To clear off his head, he went to a cliff and find a nice spot to sit before taking a lyre out of his bag. One that he considered to be his treasure. He found joy and tranquility in its strings and, while he is good at playing it, his singing voice still needs some work. Unfortunately, his family weren't as into music as he is. But, it was OK. There were plenty of other people that can enjoy the music with him.
He started plucking its strings and sang a beautiful ballad. Well, as much as he can sing on key. What he didn't know was that he had already garnered a spectator nearby.
Raimon perked his ears up. To him, he found some common ground. "You're right. There is too much evil in this world. But, that's all the more reason for me to try and protect the good that's left in the world. And maybe someday expand it. And sure, some people say it is a fleeting dream. But for me, I want that to be a reality not just for my sake but for the sake of all living things in Teyvat. At least, that's just one goal of mine."
Unbeknownst to a lot of people, Raimon had honed his empathy to a point where he can just look at someone's expression and he would just know what type of situation they're going through. And unbeknownst to the Wanderer, Raimon too had went through some dark times in his life to get to where he is today.
Perhaps, it is not wise to be friends with such a man with a seemingly troubled past. Maybe you should leave him alone. A part of him would always say such things to protect him, but at what cost? He wanted to try. He just didn't know how.
I can't give up. He's in pain. I have to help! Another part would say. In a way, that part of him as always stuck to him ever since he was a child. Always wanting to help others even at the cost of his own time and resources. However, at some point in his life, Raimon would have an aching feeling in his heart. It's as if his own soul was shouting to him "No more!"
"I have others, but even those seem even more fleeting than the previous one I mentioned. Do you have any goals, Kiyoshi?"
Kiyoshi rolled his eyes a bit, still too cynical to believe in such lofty ideals. It seemed foolish to wish for something so vague and optimistic. His own pessimism would expect the worst to come. But one thing did make sense to him. âWe see things differently, but our goals are essentially the same; to protect. I canât say I do it in the name of âthe greater goodâ or whatnot. Those who have protected me I will protect in return. Those who have hurt me I will hurt in return. Thereâs not much more to it than that.â At least, he didnât think there was.
âI still donât know why you care so much about my opinion. Nosy types like you are so troublesome⌠but it reminds me of the people who have helped me, so maybe youâre not so bad.â His demeanor seemed to be softening. Traveler and Kusanali⌠he hated them at first, but after everything, he grew to trust them, which he hadnât done in a very long time. His old self would have never believed he could get to this point, but at the same time, he still had a long way to go before he could fully let go of his old ways.
Hello everynyan! I know I have been pretty inactive⌠I just I havenât found muse and motivation for my current drafts. Revamping my OCs and my blog is on my to do list. I also plan to add Aventurine (HSR) to my muses.
If you want to discuss threads or send a starter, my inbox and IMs are open! I could use some fresh inspiration to get me back into RPing.
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Kaveh comes in bearing presents. âAhem⌠Happy birthday Alhaitham! Iâve brought you a few ancient books I restored from the desert that you may be interested in. And⌠Iâve made a Fontainian dessert instead of cake, coffee bavarois! Iâm sure youâll like it. Well? Did I do good this year?â He looks pleased with himself, but is eagerly waiting to see Alhaithamâs reaction.
đAlhaitham was surprised as Kaveh came in with gifts. His birthday? Ah. He had a habit of forgetting about it.
The scribe looked over each item, noting the other's excitement. His gaze then lifted, and Kaveh looked not unlike a dog waiting praise. He then gave a small smirk. "You did quite good this year, senior." He teased, chuckling. "I didn't think you'd go this far for me. Thank you."
đAlhaitham didn't say a word, just staring at Kaveh did his normal notion when embarrassed. Rather than find the other's outburst too loud, right now, he found it rather amusing and maybe even cute. It was so clear when the blonde only seemed to lash out from his own embarrassment, clear by the color in his cheeks and how his gaze seemed to glance away from the scribe's every few seconds.
"I am not trying to humiliate you. That is a matter of your own doing." He pointed out before he reached out, catching Kaveh's chin and forcing their eyes to lock, refusing to let the other escape his intense gaze. "And I figured the bedroom attention was one of my presents. Was I wrong?"
Kavehâs heart pounded as Alhaitham grabbed his chin. He was really in trouble now, forced to endure the piercing stare that seemed to see right through him. He could have broke away, but something about this closeness paralyzed him. Maybe it was because Alhaithamâs attention was completely concentrated on him, a clear sign of intent. It was unlikely he could escape now, even if he somehow wriggled out of his grasp.
âUgh, you donât have to be such a scoundrel! Cornering me like thisâŚâ Kaveh glared back at him, angry but bashful. âYouâre⌠not wrong... so are you going to take me up on it or not??â His tone was sharp, like he was impatient. Alhaitham had already teased him enough and letting him win was almost painful.
Kaveh comes in bearing presents. âAhem⌠Happy birthday Alhaitham! Iâve brought you a few ancient books I restored from the desert that you may be interested in. And⌠Iâve made a Fontainian dessert instead of cake, coffee bavarois! Iâm sure youâll like it. Well? Did I do good this year?â He looks pleased with himself, but is eagerly waiting to see Alhaithamâs reaction.
đAlhaitham was surprised as Kaveh came in with gifts. His birthday? Ah. He had a habit of forgetting about it.
The scribe looked over each item, noting the other's excitement. His gaze then lifted, and Kaveh looked not unlike a dog waiting praise. He then gave a small smirk. "You did quite good this year, senior." He teased, chuckling. "I didn't think you'd go this far for me. Thank you."
đDespite Kaveh's words, Alhaitham found himself opening and going through the books with interest. In previous years, he knew the blonde was trying. And while the other gifts were not exactly things he would enjoy fully, he still appreciated the thought each time. But this year, he was rather impressed, though he wasn't able to fully express it.
Teal eyes then snapped up as the blonde mentioned 'attention in the bedroom'. He didn't reply right away, his gaze intense as he observed Kaveh. Though part of it was just to watch the other squirm a bit.
"Me wanting bedroom attention... or you?" He asked as he raised a brow, closing the book in his hand. "Cause if you wanted sex, Kaveh, you need just ask."
Kaveh was turning redder by the second. Of course Alhaitham would turn this against him! Maybe he shouldnât have said anything⌠âYouâŚ! Youâre the one who has his birthday today, Iâm just trying to be considerate! Surely you were thinking it too.â He crossed his arms, trying not to look as flustered as he was.
đAlhaitham took amusement in Kaveh's reaction. "I was not. Birthday sex was not the first thing on my mind." He replied, a light smirk crossing his lips now. He couldn't help but enjoy teasing the blonde. It was just too easy, especially when it came to matters such as this.
"It seems though you wanted to give me a gift of sexual nature." The scribe set his new book aside in favor of moving closer, crowding Kaveh up against one of their walls. "Am I wrong?"
Kaveh could hardly take the embarrassment. Alhaitham had cornered him yet again, and this time in a literal sense. Backed up against the wall, his whole body started to heat up. Like the cornered creature he was, he lashed out. âWell I thought you would be thinking it, so thatâs why I brought it up! It wasnât the first thing on my mind either, I got you real presents! Youâre just trying to humiliate me, arenât you?! Itâs really making me reconsider, so cut it out!â He wasnât going to admit such shameful things, especially not when he was so peeved.
The Prince and the God(Closed to with @prettyboyangels )
Lelouch would walk would like a local tavern in a city he wasn't entire familiar with. He had no idea where he was, or the area in which he was in, all he remembered is being being back in his home kingdom when a sudden flash light engulfed him, the citizens and the entire kingdom. When he awoke he saw he was laying across of field of grass in area he was well unaware of spotted monsters he had never seen before. He was able to dispatch them with ease and afterward made his way towards the first sign of civilization. That's when he came across this tavern named Angel's Share. As he sitting at the bar he noticed a rather good looking fellow take the stage. A bard is what he was and as he was singing, Lelouch and his other Half couldn't help but find him utterly captivating. Eventually this other half would take over and proceed to order to drinks and approach the other male after he finished his little show. This other half, who happily named himself Hyde, would wrap one arm around the young venti, and smile before saying loudly."That was quite a show sir bard! Have drink its on me!"Hyde would say with large smile.
âLet me think⌠Ah, you mention homunculi. We have those too, but theyâre extremely rare, as the heavenly principles donât just let anyone create a human being. Itâs considered a âsinâ and has led to many disasters. Itâs unfortunate, but I donât make the rules,â Venti explained with a sigh. âI know the heavenly principles sound harsh with their rules, but as long as you follow them, there is much freedom and peace to be found in this world.â He didnât want the other getting bad ideas of trying to oppose the entity that was the god of gods.
âNow you share something about your home. Itâs rare I get to hear stories of different worlds.â He couldnât help but be curious as a collector of stories.
"Yes, in my world, the God's are... a bit Crueler. Especially to my kind. So much so that the Goddess of man from my world placed a curse upon my people. And when we begged the other gods to help rid us from this curse, they left our prayers... unanswrred..." He said, tightening his fist a bit."We freed ourselves from the bondage of our human masters, only to be cursed, despised, and neglected by the very gods we prayed to. So be forgive me if I'm.... Skeptical of this free will your gods offer?"
Venti closed his eyes solemnly and nodded. He wouldnât mention something similar happened five hundred years ago when the nation of Khaenriâa fell, cursing its citizens to become monsters. It was a tragedy that he would rather not remember. A tragedy he was forced to have a hand in.
âUnderstandable⌠Even the people here can be skeptical of the Archons. Theyâre just as flawed as humans can be after all. They each carry on in their own way. I canât speak for other Archons, but if Barbatos is willing to bless you with his power, he must believe in you, and wish freedom upon you.â He had gotten quite used to talking about his old self in third person.
The Prince and the God(Closed to with @prettyboyangels )
Lelouch would walk would like a local tavern in a city he wasn't entire familiar with. He had no idea where he was, or the area in which he was in, all he remembered is being being back in his home kingdom when a sudden flash light engulfed him, the citizens and the entire kingdom. When he awoke he saw he was laying across of field of grass in area he was well unaware of spotted monsters he had never seen before. He was able to dispatch them with ease and afterward made his way towards the first sign of civilization. That's when he came across this tavern named Angel's Share. As he sitting at the bar he noticed a rather good looking fellow take the stage. A bard is what he was and as he was singing, Lelouch and his other Half couldn't help but find him utterly captivating. Eventually this other half would take over and proceed to order to drinks and approach the other male after he finished his little show. This other half, who happily named himself Hyde, would wrap one arm around the young venti, and smile before saying loudly."That was quite a show sir bard! Have drink its on me!"Hyde would say with large smile.
âLet me think⌠Ah, you mention homunculi. We have those too, but theyâre extremely rare, as the heavenly principles donât just let anyone create a human being. Itâs considered a âsinâ and has led to many disasters. Itâs unfortunate, but I donât make the rules,â Venti explained with a sigh. âI know the heavenly principles sound harsh with their rules, but as long as you follow them, there is much freedom and peace to be found in this world.â He didnât want the other getting bad ideas of trying to oppose the entity that was the god of gods.
âNow you share something about your home. Itâs rare I get to hear stories of different worlds.â He couldnât help but be curious as a collector of stories.
Kaveh comes in bearing presents. âAhem⌠Happy birthday Alhaitham! Iâve brought you a few ancient books I restored from the desert that you may be interested in. And⌠Iâve made a Fontainian dessert instead of cake, coffee bavarois! Iâm sure youâll like it. Well? Did I do good this year?â He looks pleased with himself, but is eagerly waiting to see Alhaithamâs reaction.
đAlhaitham was surprised as Kaveh came in with gifts. His birthday? Ah. He had a habit of forgetting about it.
The scribe looked over each item, noting the other's excitement. His gaze then lifted, and Kaveh looked not unlike a dog waiting praise. He then gave a small smirk. "You did quite good this year, senior." He teased, chuckling. "I didn't think you'd go this far for me. Thank you."
đDespite Kaveh's words, Alhaitham found himself opening and going through the books with interest. In previous years, he knew the blonde was trying. And while the other gifts were not exactly things he would enjoy fully, he still appreciated the thought each time. But this year, he was rather impressed, though he wasn't able to fully express it.
Teal eyes then snapped up as the blonde mentioned 'attention in the bedroom'. He didn't reply right away, his gaze intense as he observed Kaveh. Though part of it was just to watch the other squirm a bit.
"Me wanting bedroom attention... or you?" He asked as he raised a brow, closing the book in his hand. "Cause if you wanted sex, Kaveh, you need just ask."
Kaveh was turning redder by the second. Of course Alhaitham would turn this against him! Maybe he shouldnât have said anything⌠âYouâŚ! Youâre the one who has his birthday today, Iâm just trying to be considerate! Surely you were thinking it too.â He crossed his arms, trying not to look as flustered as he was.
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Kaveh comes in bearing presents. âAhem⌠Happy birthday Alhaitham! Iâve brought you a few ancient books I restored from the desert that you may be interested in. And⌠Iâve made a Fontainian dessert instead of cake, coffee bavarois! Iâm sure youâll like it. Well? Did I do good this year?â He looks pleased with himself, but is eagerly waiting to see Alhaithamâs reaction.
đAlhaitham was surprised as Kaveh came in with gifts. His birthday? Ah. He had a habit of forgetting about it.
The scribe looked over each item, noting the other's excitement. His gaze then lifted, and Kaveh looked not unlike a dog waiting praise. He then gave a small smirk. "You did quite good this year, senior." He teased, chuckling. "I didn't think you'd go this far for me. Thank you."
Kaveh was relieved Alhaitham liked the gifts. In previous years, they hadnât always been to his liking. Now that they were closer than ever, he really cared about what his roommate thought. He would still try to play off that he cared so much, given the otherâs familiar smugness. âItâs no big deal, I just happened to find those books while I was on my work trip. They werenât in the best shape, but they looked interesting, so I tried my best to clean them up. Just handle them gently so they donât fall apart.â It was quite fortuitous that he didnât have to spend much for a present.
âAs for dessert, I made enough for both of us, itâs in the fridge. ButâŚâ Kaveh fidgeted nervously, starting to blush. âI was thinking maybe youâd also like some⌠attention in the bedroomâŚâ Kaveh knew full well of Alhaithamâs desire for him, so he had prepared himself. Truthfully he had been longing to feel him again, but often shied away from making it known outright. Things were still complicated after all. This just happened to be a golden opportunity.
Overwork (closed stater with @multimuse-citadel)
After pulling another all nighter to meet an approaching deadline, not even coffee was enough to keep Kaveh awake the next day. He still had revisions on another project to make for a picky client, but he was unmotivated by their demands. He could hardly keep his eyes open, being completely exhausted, especially since he hadnât eaten much in favor of working. This was the life he chose, but it still proved to be too much to handle sometimes.
He closed his eyes, and before he knew it, he was sleeping on his blueprints while the sun was still shining. His body seemed not to care, making up for lost rest by remaining there for a while.
Alhaitham walked in after a long day's work of his duties as the Acting Grand Sage. Even though he would rather do anything else, he knows that that Akademiya would fall apart without a capable leader. Hopefully, they'll find someone worthy enough of doing the job that will not fall into the same antics as the last Grand Sage. The least he can do is enjoy his evening without any more screw-ups. At least, that's what he wants, but unfortunately, a certain blond always tends to mess that up with his constant complaining.
That is, until he sees Kaveh slumped over his desk. Probably he was exhausted from all the work that demands his attention. He turned away from the room, but something stopped him in his tracks. He couldn't help but feel pity for the blond. While he understands why Kaveh's skills as an architect is important to him, Alhaitham only wishes that he heed his warnings about his health. He then put a blanket over Kaveh's body before giving a little smile. A rare sight to behold.
It was a while before the architect awoke. When Kavehâs eyes opened once more, he was disoriented for a moment. He then realized he had fallen asleep while working, even unknowingly clutching the blanket that was draped over him. Wait, where did the blanket come from? There was only one person it could be, but the gesture had Kaveh surprised, as Alhaitham usually wasnât so kind. Just the thought of it made him feel warm inside. Alhaitham could be such a jerk sometimes, but he really did care.
His body was quick to remind him of his hunger and the soreness in his neck. Maybe he had worked hard enough if he was passing out from exhaustion. Deciding to listen to his body, Kaveh placed the blanket aside and rose from his chair with a groan. It was about dinner time, and his roommate would likely be hungry was well, so he went to find him.
âAh, there you are. What do you want for dinner?â He still sounded tired.
"Well, while you were sleeping, I managed to get some food from my favorite restaurant. I believe you told me that this was your favorite meal from there?"
Alhaitham took out a bin and placed it in front of Kaveh. Despite how they act, Alhaitham had always been mindful of what the blond liked. Usually it's because he doesn't want to hear Kaveh whine even more, but now, whether he realizes it or not, Alhaitham went out of his way to care for the blond.
"So, are you gonna check it out?"
Kaveh stared in disbelief at the food for a moment, but then he smiled warmly. âThat saves me the trouble then, I appreciate it.â He sat down with the dish and immediately began to eat. Finally he could sate his hunger after neglecting it for a while.
Between bites, he would speak. âYou really did remember my order⌠I guess I shouldnât expect any less from your memory. Still, youâre being awfully nice today. You even put that blanket over me⌠Maybe youâve finally realized the value in caring for others?â Kaveh couldnât help but point out the exception in Alhaithamâs lassez-faire philosophy that he so vehemently opposed.
"Don't be ridiculous. I've always been caring for others. Otherwise, I wouldn't have let you room in here with me." Alhaitham then started eating some of his favorite food, a small blush painting across his cheeks as he quickly glanced over at Kaveh. This was the first time that he had no idea what to do over his own feelings for the blond.
"Kaveh... There's been something I've been meaning to tell you for... a while now." He stared down at his food, his hand tightening from the pressure in his heart.
Kaveh was going to make a remark about his egoism, but Alhaithamâs expression changed to something he didnât normally see. He looked⌠almost bashful. For someone so confident, it was odd.
âWhat is it? Is something wrong?â Kaveh asked urgently, already worrying something was amiss. For someone so intelligent, he could be clueless at times.
Alhaitham tried clearing his throat, but to no avail. The lump in it would not go away. So, all he can do is take a deep breath and hope that the right words would pass by his lips. "Kaveh, I... I wanted to tell you that lately, I've been thinking about you more often. To the point where I can't imagine my life without you. You can make fun of me all you want after this, but these are my true feelings."
Kaveh froze mid-bite to listen. âWho are you, and what have you done with Alhaitham?â was what he wanted to ask. Usually Alhaitham was so reserved and sarcastic, never vulnerable with his emotions. Was this part of some plan to manipulate him? Or was he trying to make him feel better? After knowing him so well, it didnât make sense, but he did seem like he was being genuine.
Kaveh continued eating, trying to hide the fact that his mind was going into overdrive. Thinking about me more often? Canât imagine his life without me?? True feelings??? His heart skipped a beat. Was this a confession?! No, no, it couldnât be, that would change everything! Maybe he was just showing his appreciation for once. Kaveh did threaten to move out several times⌠Did it scare Alhaitham when he came so close to that? Truth be told, Kaveh always wanted to call this place home, despite the extra stress it could cause.
âWhere did this come from? You never speak to me like this. I donât understandâŚâ Deep down, he might have understood, but he was still in disbelief. He feared that Alhaithamâs reply would be his usual snarky âuse your headâ deflection, but maybe he was truly going to say what he meant.
