#no idk what this is

[snacho-to-ur-nacho]

dream on

DREAM ON

DREAM ON

DREAM ON

[icejello]

It was a quiet evening after yet again another busy day for the Light of Kshahrewar and the Acting Grand Sage. A light huff caught Al Haitham's attention from the book he was reading and he stopped to glance at his roommate. Kaveh's face is scrunched up in a frown as he erases something in the book that Al Haitham has seen so many times now. "You're being too noisy and it's distracting my reading," he comments before going back to reading. Kaveh doesn't even bother to look up as he replied in an annoyed tone with how it wasn't his fault that the drawing he's trying to make just won't be right. Al Haitham wanted to say that it is Kaveh's fault since he's the one drawing it but decided to not when he sees just how frustrated Kaveh looks. He's been erasing for a while now and surely a small mistake wouldn't take that long to get erased? He watches Kaveh as his actions slowly becomes even more aggressive that Al Haitham was sure Kaveh would end up ripping the paper.

He decided it wasn't any of his business and should just continue his reading. He can just turn on his headphones and tune out the sounds but then he felt the table shaking with how aggressive Kaveh is being. "Kaveh- Kaveh stop that- Kaveh stop!" It was too late and his head immediately snaps up to look at Kaveh as he hears the sound of paper ripping. "Kaveh if you're going to be-" whatever it was he wanted to say died on his tongue when he saw the tears in Kaveh's eyes as he stares at the torn paper.

"What? You're going to cry over the paper that you torn now?" Al Haitham looks at Kaveh in confusion and annoyance. More tears runs down his cheeks at Al Haitham's comments and Kaveh didn't bother to wipe them as he sniffs and grips the pencil he'd been holding even harder. Deep down inside him, worry starts to gnaw at Al Haitham as he watches his usually talkative roommate doesn't say a thing while tears run down his cheeks. Kaveh who would always argue with him that it became part of his daily life that he looks forward to, Kaveh who always has a smug or irritated look on his face, Kaveh that almost always a smile on his face. It doesn't matter if it's a genuine smile, a teasing smile or a mocking one, Kaveh's pretty smile is almost always on his face.

But now, Kaveh is crying silently in front of him. The Kaveh he knows doesn't usually break down like this even when he's stressed from work. Even back then when he offered Kaveh to live with him, Kaveh had not been crying this way. Kaveh who is sensitive, doesn't even cry like this when he's feeling pity for the orphans in Sumeru or the stray animals. This isn't the Kaveh he knows, his Kaveh is strong even when he's crying but right now he looks so so so vulnerable and weak. The death grip he has on the pencil, the way his body is trembling as he takes a deep breath, all of it made Al Haitham worried. Is he sick? Is he hurt? Did something bad happen that Al Haitham doesn't know about? Is it a new project of his? What is going on? Why isn't Kaveh saying anything? Why is his usually talkative roommate so so quiet right now? He has so many questions but he held them back as he realizes that Kaveh won't be answering them if he asks now.

"Kaveh? Is this about new project of yours? Or are you having trouble with-" "Shut up Al Haitham, I don't want to deal with you right now." Slamming the pencil on the table, Kaveh got up and went straight for the door. Before Al Haitham could even call out to him, Kaveh was already out of the door going who knows where. Al Haitham stared outside the window to the darkening sky as night soon approaches.

He sat there for a while as he wonders if he should go after Kaveh or just wait for him to come home. Maybe he just has a lot of pent up stress that he needs to let go off? Perhaps he just went for a drink again at the tavern. Yeah, that must be it Al Haitham tells himself as he goes back to his book. The only problem is that he has this gnawing feeling that something is very very wrong. He ponders over it before his gaze lingers to the book Kaveh had left. It was his sketch book and Al Haitham knows he shouldn't pry on Kaveh's privacy like that but he reassures himself that he just wants to know what got Kaveh so worked up that he ripped the paper. He got up from his seat to approach the book and immediately froze when he saw the almost fully erased sketch. He stood there for a few minutes to stare at the sketching and flips to the other pages. Kaveh is an architect who admires the beauty and aesthetic of things, of course he would have a beautiful drawing style, how could he never have paid attention before? He snapped out of it and immediately took his keys and ran out of the door to look for Kaveh.

On the table, next to the book that Al Haitham had been reading, is a sketch book full of Kaveh's sketches of Al Haitham. The book is left open on a ripped page of a reading Al Haitham.

[blabberoo]

Idk what au im cooking.. but Im cooking..

[everoutoftouch]

If you have Spotify reblog this and tag what your number one song on your “on repeat” playlist is.

[retrobr]

I have no excuses and no regrets

[some-pers0n]

I hate how people will look at popular indie artists who had one or two songs go viral on TikTok and start making fun of anybody who listens to them. "Oh you listen to Lemon Demon, Will Wood, Jack Stauber, Glass Animals, and Mother Mother? Tsk, don't you know that is stupid TikTok neurodivergent white transmasc preteen music? It's so mid and bad you should listen to real music–" you are a pit of misery

[so-many-ocs]

[on the verge of having a complete breakdown] i need to make some kind of list or perhaps sort things into categories

[12neonlit-stage]

you're allowed to discuss and work together, reblog for a higher sample size or something

You have 1 week, good luck!

[swordbeliever]

tried to vent in a trans space about how, as a trans man who’s been on T for a long time (over 7 years now), i have noticed that the more i pass as a man, the less welcomed i am in queer spaces unless i go out of my way to feminize myself. and how that sucks! and it’s isolating!!! and it feels horrible to see ppl who used to like you and be close to you drift further and further the more masculine (& therefore more comfortable in urself) u become…

only to get ppl replying to me and saying “well if you dressed more fem then ppl wouldn’t be intimidated by you. you signed up for this”

i’m sorry but i didnt sign up for social isolation when i transitioned, i signed up for gender euphoria and comfort in myself and my life. and i had hoped that the ppl in my life would be able to see how much joy that brings me and continue to love me.

[squidflavoredsoup]

mama n her babies

[noddynods]

Story of my life

[potatoes-tomatoes]

bro fumbled so hard he died

[dracoj]

what they dont tell you about adulthood is that it’s startlingly easy to go long periods of time without having any fun at all not even a little bit. btw this makes ur brain try to kill you with knives and hammers.

[notnaruse]

thign that blew up on twt ig