#◇ haitham : interactions

[harmonysanreads]

Thinking about Yandere!Sumeru Boys and the sweet, lovely bartender who's become the talk of Sumeru recently.

After receiving the news of the Sage's downfall and Lesser Lord Kusanali's rescue, you, who'd been out venturing Teyvat to learn about its global gastronomy and arts, decide to return to your homeland and help your father's busy Tavern. The knowledge you've gained from your travels prove to be fruitful as Lambad's Tavern reaches a new peak of popularity. Though, not everyone's point of interest is the menu — no no, in fact, many have become frequent patrons simply to get a glimpse of the new face behind the counter.

You and Kaveh click almost immediately. Your shared views on arts and beauty is one thing checked off, but the way your actually understand him? Unlike most people when they hear his story, you're not quick to put a lable on him ; instead, you make him feel heard and normal for the very first time. Listen patiently and don't throw factual advice on how to fix his life. No wonder he poured out his entire life story to you, all on his first conversation. He's left wondering where you've been all his life as you share a portion of your own struggles, views on life and snippets of your adventures. To this day, Kaveh recalls the conversation along with your benign smile and feels his heart thump as if he's become a teenager again.

Every ensuing visit to the Tavern has his belief strengthen as well : you two must be soulmates. He's even started (half) jokingly calling you one as well, which never seems to move you the way he wants though as, all you do is adorably giggle and ask him to pay for his order. Oh well, he supposes that's an indication that you do not pity him solely because of his financial status. Kaveh's life had gotten a lot better with your presence ; he no longer drinks himself to oblivion, sleeps better than before and doesn't even pay heed to his roommate's sharp comments that'd otherwise end in a massive argument, thoughts preoccupied with what kind of trinket he could bring to impress you. For a brief period, Kaveh had felt like he'd finally found his light, his reason to keep living. He'd only wish he hadn't introduced his friends to you.

You first ‘officially’ met the dusty-rock-of-a-roommate of Kaveh (his words) when you took the responsibility of dropping him to his place of residence after the architect had passed out from taking a sip of the Sneznayan Fire-Water. You weren't sure what you were expecting from Alhaitham, but a talk over books that spiralled a little too late into the night and ended with him walking you back home certainly wasn't it. You can see where Kaveh came from, The Acting Grand Sage did not have the countenance that invited friendships. You'll have to thank your profound interest in all genres of books and an equal ease to share your opinions to not be at the recipient of that attitude. It takes you a little too much time to notice that since that night, the Scribe has found himself a second home in your radar. You see him at Puspa Cafe, the Grand Bazar, the streets and after a little while, even at your father's Tavern almost frequently. So much so, that calling him something of a friend might not be as far-fetched now.

In Alhaitham's defense, he's simply intrigued, it's not everyday he meets someone who can keep up with him. It took him only a glance at you to realize you're the person who has Kaveh blushing and giggling like a madman at random times. The architect's creepy behavior aside, at least, it seemed as though some of your sense of responsibility had rubbed off on him so, less headache for Alhaitham. You're easy to talk to ; granted, you don't always have agreements but that doesn't pose as an impediment from keeping the conversation flowing. In fact, you treat him no different ; neither his status nor his prolonged disappearances that'd no doubt affect anyone else can change your easygoing persona as he approaches you, the coffee and dishes you make are rather good too and— ah. Alhaitham understands now why Kaveh is so smitten with you.

Lambad's Tavern is a prominent destination for fans of Genius Invocation TCG, you like the game, too. But because of your duty, you can only resign yourself to watching from the counter as some rejoiced in victory and others had their heads in their hands from loss. It's entertaining to a degree, frustrating to another as you have to remain silent while the players make dumb choices. You digress, whatever they do is none of your business. But if you had to pick one group that produced the most entertaining show out of this game ; it'd be the friends Kaveh brought along with him. Most of the times, they'd just be reduced to Kaveh's ranting pillows and really, only one of them—and by that you mean the General Mahamatra who seemed to truly care for the game. You're curious about him, actually. He seemed so different from the rumours that were floating around. And thanks to Kaveh's impulsive announcement that you'd be dueling Cyno one night, you had the opportunity to satiate that curiousity — and flex a win against the master of TCG altogether.

To say Cyno was flabbergasted would be the understatement of the century. He'd repeatedly demanded for a second match that time (all the while Kaveh looked like he could die of pride) but you'd shut it off with the (not really) threat of charging extra for your lost time. Since then, he'd been hot on your tail, too. Trying to coax you into a second match with every strategy he can think of : bribing, bargaining, cracking awful jokes to befriend you — his hard work paid off, but the sight of a win against you still seemed to be far. At one point, those concerns were lost as you both simply found fun in each other's presence. Cyno, in the meantime, had noticed that your amiable personality was both a blessing and a curse. Do you not see the corrupt glints in their eyes? The wanton touches and disgusting saccharine lacing their words? No can do, they do not deserve your courtesy. Do not blame him for taking matters into his own accounts or show any semblance of concern after the personnel mysteriously disappear the next day ; its just a little favor for his TCG buddy.

Out of all of them, Tighnari took you the longest to get to know properly. Given his usually passive personality in the presence of others, no wonder he'd strayed a little from your attention. The forest ranger wasn't behind in knowing you, though. In fact, it seemed as though he had been picking up on clues his other friends were missing. Tighnari had been the first to take notice of your ennui, which he had surmised to be a result of all the people you have to deal with everyday. Turns out even you have your moments. One evening as Kaveh, Cyno and Alhaitham were preoccupied with debating over who-knows-what, Tighnari took the opportunity to approach you about it. He couldn't ignore the darkening circles under your eyes or the brightness in your optics dimming any longer — he's glad he did ; in truth, your life had gotten crazier than it was back when you were traveling, you'd confessed. You no longer felt truly...alone, even in moments that you're sure is securely private. Tighnari listened intently, for once the roles being switched. He sent hand-made remedies to help with your stress, frequently wrote to you to check your well being when he couldn't visit personally, anything within his power.

He felt sympathy for your state, such a precious person like you doesn't deserve this, you should be treated better, he could treat you better — now if only you're at arms reach to the forest ranger. Alas, for now he'd have to be content with this development. Tighnari has an inkling about who is, or are, responsible for your building misery. Does he intent to do anything with that knowledge though? Yes, coaxing you to his side, preferably.

The innocent, nameless wandering boy you'd taken with you on your return to Sumeru, suddenly returned home with a glowing anemo vision in the span of a few hours one fine afternoon. Nothing really seemed out of the ordinary though, he was still as glued to your person (though nowadays he seemed to venture out more than usual), he was still the harmless boy you'd grown accustomed to. So then, why did it feel like something was amiss? Was it how often he'd find himself at the brink of an angry customer's fist? Or was it because that only occurs when you leave the counter to get something and that same customer just so happened to have been pushing you for a date beforehand? Your suspicions always end up fleeting though, you can never even raise an eyebrow at the boy, not when he looks at you with those glossy puppy eyes. In the end, it's always the other man that's handed over to the guards, it's always the others, in general at the face of your displeasure — not Wanderer, never Wanderer. If only you could see the same grin he directs at the retreating men behind your unassuming back.

You never did regret letting him trail behind your person (except maybe the bombarding allegations from your family of him being your significant other, it took one whole week to convince them otherwise, after all.) ; he was sweet and so.. clueless, as if he were but a newborn child. Your heart couldn't resist the poor thing and that's what brought you to this situation. Wanderer revels in the others' jealousy at the sight of you two's closeness (who could guess this same man had tried to take over Sumeru). He can do many of the things your other admirers can only dream of ; lean on your shoulder, fall asleep on your lap, play with your hair as you prepare a drink, whisper things in your ear with a purposefully lowered voice and get away with anything. All is well with the lost boy you'd picked up from the last turn of your travels, it's just that, you can't quite shake off the feeling of a strange familiarity everytime you look at his otherwordly eyes.

what do you call this? a love hexagon? 🤔

[ au masterlist ]

[baby--b4t]

i finally drew some genshin babiesss (；^ω^) i mainly drew this to cope with this nasty cold im trying to get over /nav hopefully everything is readable! (〃＞＿＜;〃)

[thegirlinthecher]

[hydro-eidolon-kaveh]

Haitham woke after about 4 hours or so, and he went to stand up and stretch, only to notice he was 'trapped'

- [ @corrupted-haitham-official ]

*Kaveh was fast asleep and clung to him like a baby koala, legs wrapped around his waist and arms holding his chest loosely*

[enden-k]

i love when cutscenes kill u before u can plunge acbaksjbcjk deserved 😭

[lunaekalenda]

Al-Haitham might need a little help to release all that tension... Lucky him to have you.

warnings: smut, denial if you squint, oral, fingers. just a little drabble.

"Hmm... Keep going." Your hair is on his fist as he guides your head up and down on him, lips sloppy and jaw hurting because of the long time you've been stuffed by him. "Like that, love, exactly like that." A groan escapes from the back of his throat, so deep and so hot you feel your pussy clenching and tightening around nothing. Your fingers are quick to find the elastic of your underwear, taking the panties to a side and playing with your folds on a sweet and soft circular motion that makes you moan around his cock. He grins softly, taking some locks of hair apart from your face. Automatically after, his hand travels to your arm, the one you're using on yourself, and he pulls slow, taking it away from your panties, making you moan in disapproval. "Slow down, baby. If you do all the work, what am I supposed to do?" his hips start a sweet and soft motion up and down, making him hit your throat slowly, as his breath gets heavier and way more irregular. Both your hands are now squeezing on his base, and his keeps pushing your head in place and your hair on the improvised ponytail. His turquoise eyes get fixed on your mouth, half close, half open. He has a sweet smile on his lips as his hips stop the motion, slowly letting you release him and rest your jaw, putting your head on his thigh as your hand keeps doing the work, spreading your spit up and down his shaft with subtle movements and a concentration he finds adorable. He softly caresses your cheek with his thumb, before making you stand up gently and search your lips with his. Your hands keep the good pace on his cock when you feel his fingers taking away your bottoms. His skin feels heavenly good on yours, soft and warm and gentle, rubbing around and checking your wetness before putting a finger inside. Slowly, as he likes it.

He has been spending way too much time at his home office lately, tense, silent and focused on a lot of documents that seemed to bloom his nerves. Seeing your poor man like that, grabbing the pencil with all that strength, growling for himself and without having a second without work made you worry for him. You gave him some coffee, massaged his shoulders, sat by his side, but nothing seemed to hype him up, still tense. So, with a lovely smirk, you kissed him softly in the lips, before sliding down your chair until your knees hit the floor. He looked at you with curiosity from above, as you crawled near to his legs, sitting there with your head resting on his knees, asking him for consent. He was avid to get your intentions, unzipping himself his pants as he chuckled.

And here you are now, standing between his legs, hand caressing his length at the same pace his fingers play with your folds. Al-Haitham's eyes are half closed from pleasure, mouth open to let sighs and moans escape as his hips involuntarily thrust against your fist from time to time. He loves to be a pleaser with you, making sure both of you have a good time, that both of you are enjoying it and that it's equal pleasure for both. But, sometimes, he wants little whims, and you can't obviously say no to him.

"Get on your knees again, honey." he hums, looking at how you do it with an attentive gaze, releasing his fingers from inside you and looking at how shiny they are, covered on you. He licks one softly, making sure you're looking at him. "Put that cute mouth to work again, please. If you're good enough, I might return the favor later."

[editonic]

kaveh is audhd with RSD and hyperempathy

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kavetham would be kings of the miscommunication trope

[reginrokkr]

@apocryphis asked: [ 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 ] : receiver hears sender calling their name while asleep. (from nahida, and could be either nahida hearing dain call for her, or dain hearing her call for him, whichever is most ic for dain!)

Bearers of innocence are known for being unable to die, might as they try. The reason for this incapacity is none other than the lack of complex feelings established in their psyche that makes them perceive the world around them in whites or black, the in between, a sea of colors. Such statement would hold the truest for children, but so does for Aranara regardless of the wisdom they may come to acquire over countless of moons since their birth as a seed.

And it is through reacquainting himself with them as what few reminisce as Golden Nara and others know by tales told meant to be preserved, and fighting alongside them once again in order to keep Marana at bay that Bough Keeper knows the time has come. Stalling Marana, uprooting it and vanquishing it will be only a temporary solution to the ailment that threatens to shower Sumeru anew as Eleazar did the first time lest something is done to prevent it while they have time. If that comes to past, a domino effect is bound to occur, the biggest being the fall of the Sovereign of Dendro whom slumbers under dunes of sand that used to be verdant fields. Her demise naught short of a nuclear bomb of dendro to overflow over the rest of Teyvat and break the natural balance betwixt elements.

But they still have time, and one of them must be the bravest.

◜Bu'er.◞ Long ago has it been since the last time they had a direct conversation in this manner, where both of them allow their psyche to connect once again and see each other in an otherwise pitch black realm of the mind— all byproduct of their unique connection to an even greater network source in this world that brings them together... and Dáinsleif's own with her predecessor. Or rather, her past self in the previous samsara. No matter how much time may come to pass, Dáinsleif knows she listens. She always does— partly due to the misfortune that very few if any would talk to her directly.

◜Reluctant as I am to be bearer of bad news, the time has come. And time waits for no one.◞ For even for long-living beings as them, the changes of the world will not cease from happening. Albescent lashes flutter close to meditate a few moments his next words. Be that as it may, that doesn't change the fact that the God of Dendro has been reduced to nothing in the minds of many whom either believe in Rhukkadevata still or something else. An orchestrated plan that will lead to nothing but catastrophe if it continues its destined route with nobody to interfere. The one who must interfere first is her and her alone. ◜...I am deeply aware that it is easier said than done, but a chain of undesirable events are bound to occur if it isn't stopped. Should that come to pass, not even you would be able to do anything against it.◞

Namely the fall of the Devourer of Gods if she isn't given the freedom she necessitates to act before it is too late.

◜It may be terrifying... and you may be exposed to even cruder truths than what you know. But there are those whom only need to be tipped in the right direction to go with the flow leading to your eventual release, those that will believe in you at the smallest proof of your existence and your reassurance that you never abandoned them.◞ Unlike lies spread about her, about her incompetence and the need to let inept sages do an even worse job than she herself would if she were allowed to grow naturally among people. If there is one caged god that can do miracles in a state of enclosure, it is her. Even more paradoxical yet, one last breath of inspiration from a non-believer: ◜I have faith in you.◞

Because... if there is anyone who understands the importance of stepping in and healing Irminsul, it is you. If there is anyone who never gave up on her people even if many of them already did, it is you. If there is anyone who can pick up a failed attempt at purifying Irminsul entirely where She left it...

It is you.

[franeridan]

been going through the sumeru archon quest finally (met alhaitham)(my camera roll is just a hundred screenshots of his face)(I'm perfectly normal about him wym) and i think i get why people say comparing him to ratio isn't exactly correct but talking to him does feel like talking to ratio in a surprisingly uncanny way I can't even lie about that

[wcrden]

i sort of want to focus on wrio and just maybe one more blog but between zhongli, aether, haitham and arlo idk whoooo

[visionheld]

@stillgrows : "Kaveh, was it?" he asked as he slid into the seat beside the other. Last night was more of a blur than Kaeya had intended, but he hadn't counted on meeting someone he'd hit it off with so well at the bar. What was meant to be just a drink or two to begin his research of the Sumeru alcohol industry became several, and he was beginning to wonder if people in Mondstadt could hold their liquor as well as he thought. He lifted a hand in a small wave toward the owner as they made eye contact before focusing his lone blue eye on Kaveh once more. "I hope your roommate isn't too mad at me. He did seem a little..." Here, Kaeya trailed off, but it wasn't due to a lack of words—no, it was deliberate, allowing Kaveh the space to reveal more about himself.

Sumeru city is by no means a small town. Still, those who reside here are not entirely immune from getting used to seeing familiar faces. Especially if you’re considered famous and renowned like Kaveh, most people seem to know who you are before you’ve even said a word of introduction. It doesn’t help that the architect tends to spend all his nights in the same tavern. Kaveh loves his life and where he lives it. As miserable as it can be, he wouldn’t trade it for the world. Even so, he would be lying if he said he wasn’t relieved to meet someone new for once. 

Meeting someone from an entirely different region of Teyvat is even more appealing. Kaveh isn’t entirely unfamiliar with Mondstadt, but he’s exclusively learnt about it in books. Meeting a local is an opportunity he doesn’t come upon often. So Kaveh had easily welcomed the other with open arms the night prior. 

Kaveh is just as welcoming as Kaeya ( Was it Kaeya? Truthfully the details of last night got hazy after the third glass of wine. ) approaches him a second time. The blonde smiles as Kaeya sits beside him, appearing in a warm and amiable mood. However that mood immediately sours the moment Alhaitham is mentioned.

“ Don’t get me started. ” Kaveh punctuates this with a swift swig of his wine, downing the entire glass in one gulp. When he speaks again there’s a slight slur in his speech. “Alhaitham’s a real…a real piece of work.”

He doubts Alhaitham is actually mad at Kaeya. Or if he was, the ire has long since passed. The scribe has an awful temper, but he rarely lets things linger like that. Grudges get in the way of logic and productivity. Most of the time for minor grievances he’ll just let it go. He just happens to have the most unpleasant personality on the planet and never forgets a damn thing. 

Besides, it’s not like Kaeya actually did anything wrong. He was just an innocent bystander. The mess last night was all Kaveh’s fault and Alhaitham knows that. If he were here now he’d probably say something irritating like ‘Kaveh’s emotional instability and alcoholism isn’t Kaeya’s responsibility.’ Kaveh can picture it so vividly in that insufferable know it all voice he has. 

But what does he know, huh? Kaveh bets Alhaitham doesn’t even know why he was so upset to start drinking in the first place. He bets he doesn’t know any of the fascinating things about Mondstadt that Kaeya told him last night. Bet he doesn't even know they make wine out of dandelion seeds over there.

No, he probably knows all that. That bastard knows everything.

“ Boss! ” Kaveh calls out to Lambad across the room, raising his empty glass. “ I'll have another! And keep them coming! ...Please. ”

The blonde only remembers his manners last minute, already too far gone to keep up appearances without a conscious effort. Ordinarily he wouldn't bother, but -- While he has his foreign acquaintance is beside him, he'd like to do his best to make a good impression. Though it might be too late for that, considering Kaeya was there to see Alhaitham throw Kaveh over his shoulder to take him home last night. Archons, what a mess...

Once his fifth glass is poured out and sipped from, Kaveh returns to his original subject.

“ I don't know why I ever decided to be friends with him back at the Akademiya. He's always been like this, bad tempered, rude, and stubborn. ”

“ You know I was pretty much his only friend back in those days. I guess I just...felt bad for him. He was so brilliant, even back then... But it felt like there was a vast desert of distance between him and everyone else. At the time, I think I just wanted to see if I could bridge that gap. But that was my mistake. ”

Kaveh scowls down at his reflection in the burgundy colored wine before downing it all again. He doesn't want to think about Alhaitham anymore tonight. He doesn't want to think anymore tonight period. He just needs to get a few more drinks in and it'll all fade away. It always does.

“ But enough about me... ” He offers Kaeya a lopsided smile, raising his elbow to the table and resting his face on his hand. “ I wanna know more about you! You're probably the most- ” Kaveh hiccups. “ --The most interesting person I've met since the traveler came to the city. What's it like being a knight? Being a calvary captain sounds so glamorous. But I imagine it has it downsides just like any other job. ”

[the-curious-cat24]

Alhaitham demo is out!

It's funny to see how expressive Kaveh is 😂

The boys hang out playing TCG

Why so cool?

Alhaitham: keep your one eye open when you sleep Kaveh 😒

Kaveh : 😶😌

[tempests-bards-and-birds]

kaveh, alhaitham, cyno and tighnari going on a double date. at the tavern. to play cards. is my favourite thing ever right now

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no but seriously like. i'm really not into shipping and everything about al haitham's demo is definitely ship bait being shoved down our throats but at the same time i did really enjoy that entire like. gossip session they had going on there because it just really idk what the word is but makes the characters all just feel more like people? like us? just dudes hanging out. i do the same kind of shit talking sessions with my friends. and they're the fucking best.

i feel like so much of genshin's writing and presentation is trying to be as edgy as possible or have some kind of tragic or dramatic twist at the end of everything so idk. this being so exactly not that just felt stupidly nice in a mundane way you know. it's the same simple joy you see from for example zhongli and hu tao hanging out in that one lantern rite scene last year because we never actually SEE any of this shit happen otherwise.

it just makes me more mad we have to do everything through paimon and the traveler. the other characters are interesting let them have interesting interactions with other characters.

idk if any of this makes sense LMAO. i liked the demo that's all i'm really trying to say here.

[inanthesis]

@givenfate

"Kaveh, I need your help with something." Words Alhaitham never thought he'd utter again but here he was saying just those, stood in front of their now shared home and calling out through a small crack in the door he'd made so as not to let a certain little intruder that had stalked him here in to wreak havoc.

"Hurry! I can't hold out much longer."