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astrobolical Ā· 2 years ago
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When the truth spills forth-
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Content Warnings: Pining, Alhaithamā€™s version of fluff, Kavehā€™s obliviousness, mentions of their history
I wasn't sure if I was gonna post character x character, but here we go. Why not?
I adore these two, especially Kaveh, and think they deserve the world. We all know theyā€™re married even if they donā€™t know it (Alhaitham does, Kaveh might not).
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Living with oneā€™s heart on their sleeve, laying their emotions bare for the world to see, it was something incomprehensible to Alhaitham. What benefits could it bring? What could it do but bring you troubles and eventual pain? Yet Kaveh was exactly that, brilliant, bright yet incredibly transparent. Almost unbearably.
His eyes told the world his truth, no matter what he tried to hide. It was tiresome to witness, Alhaitham could only imagine it was exhausting to exist in such a state. Kaveh persevered, however, regardless of how haphazard that perseverance was. Every step he took forward held the danger of tumbling back down the rocks heā€™d dragged himself from. Heā€™d come so far, yet it was clear how much he was truly trying to balance, and the impact it had on the architect.
Alhaitham knew that their situation was only contributing to Kavehā€™s unfortunate circumstances, for reasons far beyond the scribeā€™s control. No matter what he said or did, Kaveh would see the world in a vastly different way than himself. Alhaitham, contrary to his roommateā€™s belief, was happy with their arrangement. It had become his norm, an expectation to come home to Kaveh fussing over some new decoration, hearing his chastising and endless complaints. As blunt as Alhaitham was in return, it was never out of malice.Ā 
Heā€™d always cared about Kaveh, in his own way. Even in the past when theyā€™d gone their separate waysā€” what heā€™d said had been the truth, spoken only to try to make Kaveh see reason, see how the way he was going would end in his detriment. Softened blows or flimsy words were not Alhaithamā€™s forte, he had always been brutally honest with Kaveh regardless of the consequencesā€” perhaps more honest than he is with anybody else.Ā 
While he could walk away from the majority of people within Sumeru without a second thought, Kaveh was someone who held a value he couldnā€™t measure. To Alhaitham Kaveh was something to ground him, keep him thinking, and surprise him at every turn. Kaveh was everything Alhaitham was not, just as he was everything Kaveh was not. A balance that was uniquely them. Something that couldnā€™t be replaced, something that Alhaitham had no desire to lose, even if Kaveh was blind to it.
Just like when heā€™d spoken his truth all those years ago, Alhaitham had been there again for Kaveh when he was needed. Despite the distance between them, the unyielding silence that had persisted. Alhaithamā€™s home had become Kavehā€™s, despite his seniorā€™s protests. Though it had begun as a way to keep his seniorā€™s head above the proverbial water, Alhaitham had quickly come to adjust to their situation. Faster than anyone in Sumeru would likely believe given his reputation.Ā 
The noises he would normally drown out were welcomed when they were Kaveh. His space being invaded was only okay when it was Kaveh.Ā 
It was simply because it was Kaveh.
But he knew that if he voiced this to the architect heā€™d freeze. His mind would go into overdrive, working to its breaking point and creating problems that didnā€™t exist. Heā€™d find a way to blame himself for a misfortune he didnā€™t cause. Heā€™d burn away internally until he couldnā€™t withstand it anymore, succumbing to his own negativity and self doubt, and he, inevitably, would flee the situation in a vain attempt to make the situation ā€˜betterā€™.Ā 
So the scribe remained quiet about the way he felt, keeping his actions subtle, behind the scenes. He continued to chastise and speak bluntly with Kaveh as he always did-- just a tiny bit more forethought to his words so that he didnā€™t give Kaveh too much to think on.
In some ways, Kaveh was like a skittish desert fox. Eager, curious-- oddly adorable-- yet incredibly easy to frighten, startle or deter.Ā 
If it was anyone else, Alhaitham would have declared them not worth his time and efforts, left them behind to continue their lives without himā€¦ but this wasnā€™t anyone else.Ā 
So he lived, ignoring his growing affections, keeping the same distance that Kaveh seemed to need. When heā€™d find himself covering a sleeping Kaveh, passed out on his desk, with a blanket he resisted the urge to press a kiss to the top of his head, to indulge in the impulses he held deep down. Because if Kaveh knew, he feared that Kaveh would choose to leave.Ā 
So when he returned home and was greeted with the sight of boxes in the entryway Alhaithamā€™s first reaction was fear. His normally rational mind, ever-calm and logical gave way to the feelings deep in his chest-- surely Kaveh hadnā€™t found a place so suddenly? Why? Alhaitham grit his teeth, his jaw clenched as he made his way by the boxes, he could hear Kaveh deeper within the house and he made his way there without a momentā€™s hesitation.
Kavehā€™s room was in disarray, furniture moved about and out of place, the architect standing in the middle going through drawers that hadnā€™t been opened in months. ā€œKaveh?ā€ He questioned, leaning in the doorway. His expression gave away nothing of his internal turmoil, stoic and calm as always.
ā€œOh.ā€ Kaveh looked up, almost sheepishly as he looked around at the mess. ā€œI didnā€™t think youā€™d be home so soon. Donā€™t worry, this will be packed up soon and youā€™ll have your precious space back.ā€ He spoke more calmly than Alhaitham anticipated, expecting a level of defensiveness over his actions-- Kaveh would never truly apologize to the scribe, nor would he bring himself to thank him for anything he does. ā€œIā€™ll be out of your hair soon enough.ā€
ā€œWhy?ā€Ā 
The question left his lips with the same brashness as the day heā€™d destroyed their friendship, but Kaveh just looked at him, a confused expression settled on his face before he rolled his eyes. ā€œSeriously? Come on, it's not like I need to explain myself here.ā€Ā 
His back turned he began to go through the drawer heā€™d been looking into again, ignoring Alhaithamā€™s stiffened form in the doorway. Alhaithamā€™s mind worked quickly, almost in a panic as he debated what to say. I think you do. Youā€™re just going to leave like this? Can you even afford the place youā€™ve found long-term?
But he bit them all back, instead stepping forward and making his way through the room. He felt too warm, his heart racing against his chest. ā€œAre you just going to stand there all evening?ā€ Kaveh quipped, never turning to look at Alhaitham again-- perhaps if he had Alhaitham could have better controlled what he did next. Stopped his hands from reaching out, stopped his arms from encircling around Kavehā€™s shoulders that rapidly stiffened. Stopped himself from pressing his forehead to the manā€™s hair. ā€œWhat are you doing?!ā€ Kavehā€™s own hands found his forearms, confusedly pressing against the offending appendages that gently held him.
ā€œStay.ā€ He breathed, feeling overwhelmed by his own movements, like the room was too warm, their bodies too close but yet not close enough. The truth heā€™d hidden for so long edging dangerously close to the ledge, teetering towards the dangerous abyss of making it known, letting it out into the world and risking it all coming crashing down. ā€œStay.ā€ He repeated, for once unsure what else he could possibly say.
ā€œWha- Whatā€™s gotten into you all of a sudden?!ā€ Kaveh was stiff in his arms, but his protests were light, clearly more perplexed than anything, not that Alhaitham could blame him. He, too, wasnā€™t sure what he was doing. ā€œWhat do you mean ā€˜stayā€™?!ā€ He grumbled.Ā 
ā€œDonā€™t leave.ā€
ā€œI got that! Donā€™t leave where, Alhaitham?ā€ Kavehā€™s voice was becoming higher in pitch, cracking in the middle of his sentence.
ā€œHere. Donā€™t move.ā€ Alhaitham didnā€™t dare to let go-- heā€™d trapped his skittish fox within his arms, and if he let go now he was sure he would flee to hide within the sands. ā€œDonā€™t leave.ā€Ā 
There was a tense moment of silence between the two men before the architect finally wriggled free of the youngerā€™s grasp, turning to face him before he realized how little space was truly between them. Instead he was face to face with a solemn looking Alhaitham, his back trapped against the dresser heā€™d been emptying.Ā 
His eyes were wide, his face as red as the fabric he wore and Alhaitham knew he didnā€™t want to go back to coming home to an empty house. He couldnā€™t return to a time before their tentative reconciliation.Ā 
Kavehā€™s mouth opened, but no sound escaped, instead he closed it once again, eyes averting to look anywhere but his roommate. The silence was palpable, tension growing between them in a way theyā€™d never experienced before. ā€œWhere did that even come from?ā€ He finally muttered, bringing his arm up and shielding his blushing face with his hand, as if the red didnā€™t peek through, moving back towards his ears.Ā 
ā€œI want you to stay here.ā€ Alhaitham reiterated, despite the unknown situation, how little heā€™d thought this one through. How unlike him this was. ā€œI know you feel like youā€™re a burden to me, but I want you here, Kaveh.ā€Ā 
ā€œW-what the hell? Come on, Alhaitham quit joking around--ā€Ā 
ā€œIā€™m not joking.ā€ He closed the distance between them more, barely a breath apart, almost close enough for Kaveh to feel his racing heart. He reached towards the hand that covered his roommateā€™s face, pulling it away and looking him square in his ruby eyes. ā€œKaveh, you donā€™t need to leave. Please.ā€Ā 
ā€œAlha--ā€Ā 
ā€œKaveh.ā€ He interrupted, leaning down just enough so their noses touched. ā€œIā€¦ā€Ā 
All the days of silence, protecting Kavehā€™s peace of mind in his own way. Withholding the truth that would send the architect running. Everything heā€™d held in came rushing forward as he was faced with the reality of Kaveh leaving. It was a reality he knew could happen, heā€™d expected it to come up now and then, but somehow with it being so real in front of him it was frightening. Every carefully hidden gesture, every snide remark covering a look of endearment, everything was coming undone in just a few moments.Ā 
Alhaitham knew there was no returning from this, no turning back from what heā€™d begun. He could only hope and pray that Kaveh could handle his truth. That his skittish fox would find a way to not blame himself for this somehow. To not hate himself. To accept the truth for what it was.
ā€œI love you.ā€Ā 
Kavehā€™s mouth was agape, eyes wider than before, breath coming out in ragged puffs as he undoubtedly fought down whatever panic was rising in his own chest. Sputters of attempted responses left his lips but formed no words. The distance between them was filled with nothing but silence and an inexplicable static-- like a spark waiting to ignite something further.Ā 
ā€œYou-ā€ He whispered, voice failing once again. ā€œYouā€¦ you canā€™t be serious... Donā€™t make a joke of something like this, I thought youā€¦ that youā€™d be better than that!ā€Ā 
He moved to leave, to flee just as Alhaitham knew he would, but the scribe gripped his shoulders. ā€œIā€™m not joking, Kaveh. Iā€™m being serious.ā€Ā 
Watery red eyes met turquoise, as if searching for any hint of a lie from the man who was holding him. Yet from the expressions on his face Alhaitham knew that the reality of his words was beginning to settle in. ā€œWhat the hellā€¦ā€ Kaveh murmured, looking away when he was seemingly satisfied. ā€œThatā€™s not fair at allā€¦ā€Ā 
ā€œNot fair?ā€ Althaitham questioned, voice low, trying to keep himself calm, to retain a sense of logical reasoning, to keep himself steady in the revelation of what heā€™d just done.Ā 
ā€œYou always just say whatever you want, itā€™s not fair.ā€ Kaveh huffed, pushing against his shoulders in a vain attempt to gain some space.Ā 
ā€œIs there something you want to say to meā€¦? Just say it.ā€ Alhaitham dared not to let himself hope, heā€™d long since accepted that his feelings were one sided, that there was little to no chance to repair what heā€™d broken in the past, let alone further it. ā€œJust say what you want to say.ā€Ā 
ā€œItā€™s not fair!ā€ Kaveh whimpered, biting his lip. ā€œEven things like this you say so casually.ā€ Kaveh stopped his pushing, instead Alhaitham was shocked as the blonde moved forward, resting his forehead on Alhaithamā€™s shoulder in defeat. ā€œEven something I should have said first.ā€
Alhaitham hugged Kaveh close, long hair tickling his nose as he nuzzled his face as close as he could manage. Quickly discarding his headset when they hindered how close he could get. It felt like a dream, like heā€™d wake at any moment and find himself back to square one waiting for this day to come again where heā€™d face losing Kaveh. The only person he could bring himself to have this close, to invade his space, to hold.Ā 
They remained like that for a long, restless minute. Only the sounds of Kavehā€™s hands gripping onto Alhaithamā€™s clothes, of his little whimpers as he let himself be overwhelmed with the situation. The thundering pulse of Alhaithamā€™s racing heart in his own ears.Ā 
ā€œSoā€¦ youā€™ll stay?ā€ He questioned, barely willing to break the quiet atmosphere between them, the calm in the midst of whatever storm theyā€™d begun.Ā 
At this Kaveh did push him back, abruptly and far more roughly than his initial attempts. Alhaitham could see the tear stains on his cheeks, how red his eyes had become and the watery shimmer of tears still threatening to fall. ā€œI wasnā€™t leaving! You moron!ā€ He hiccuped, gesturing wildly to the messy room. ā€œI was going to put things in storage!ā€Ā 
Alhaitham blinked, slowly, as the words settled in his mind. ā€œWhat about the boxes in the entryway?ā€Ā 
Kaveh glared at him as he wiped away his lingering tears, and Alhaitham felt relieved--it was still the Kaveh he knew, things hadnā€™t entirely blown up like heā€™d worried about. ā€œTheyā€™re for you. God knows you could do some spring cleaning.ā€
Alhaitham nearly laughed, a breathy huff escaping him at the sheer audacity of the situation. ā€œRidiculous.ā€ He muttered, ignoring the indignant retort Kaveh threw back his way in favour of bringing him back into his arms. ā€œYouā€™re ridiculous.ā€Ā 
ā€œAnd yet youā€¦ love me.ā€ Kaveh whispered, his nose just barely missing Alhaithamā€™s at their new proximity.Ā 
Alhaitham didnā€™t bother to answer vocally, simply staring with the same, bored gaze he always gave the architect. It earned him a smack to the shoulder and a huffy, embarrassed man in his arms. ā€œ...Iā€¦ love you, too.ā€Ā 
Alhaitham was the one to breach the shallow distance between them, pressing a chaste kiss to Kavehā€™s lips, enjoying the noise of surprise that graced his ears as he pulled away. Adoring the way that Kaveh chased the sensation. Alhaitham denied him the press of his lips, a smirk on his face. ā€œWell, shall we do some ā€˜spring cleaningā€™ then?ā€Ā 
ā€œYouā€™re an ass.ā€ Kaveh groaned, but didnā€™t protest-- if Alhiatham really was willing to help him with the daunting task of cleaning their home, he surely wasnā€™t going to argue the point.Ā 
They laxed back into a comfortable rhythm, if a little tense with that spark that remained between them. Perhaps remaining a little too close to one another, their skin brushing more than they ever would have allowed before.
Some things had surely begun to change, but Alhaitham felt relieved to know that his truth was shared with Kaveh, and that the two of them would work through whatever turmoil faced them in the future. Together.Ā 
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livelovecaliforniadreams Ā· 6 months ago
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onlyyours2love Ā· 3 months ago
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*me rewatching saw iii*
Amanda: Come hereā€¦no really, come here. Come here *grins* let me ask you something
Me: lmao thereā€™s no heterosexual explanation for that lil grin she gives Lynn and taunting her playfully
Amanda: *forcefully grabs Lynn by the hair to pull her in literally inches away from her lips to with a death threat ready*
Me: she literally canā€™t help herself from flirting with her
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moonflowerdamie Ā· 4 months ago
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yellowjackets college au fics you are so special to me <3
(maybe maybe my next ficā€¦? šŸ«¦)
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ninanation Ā· 3 months ago
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Having middle aged Kyokao thoughts
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bitegore Ā· 5 months ago
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ok this isnt meant to be a dig or anything but it's always really funny to me when people like just cracking 30 are like "omg you're in your early twenties, you're a babyyyyyy"
babe you're like barely 30, you're a baby too. You're a blink and a half older than me. I spend too much time around people over 50, the difference between 23 and 33 is a few years at a job and a little more distance from living in your parents' house but it's like, nothing. the gap closes every time you breathe and every time i move. the difference between you and me is like one-fifteenth the difference between you and my dad's friend Joe or whatever. don't worry you'll get to live more life too, but don't kid yourself.
and this is doubled when it's coming from a 25-year-old currently experiencing a crisis of age because they're soooo old, they're 25, the horror! You are twenty-five. We have an age difference of three years. Your concern over this is embarrassing for you and highly entertaining for me. But like don't kid yourself here. You are 25. You are a like a fucking baby to me.
#red rambles#when i was 18 all my friends were grad students#i think my youngest close "peer'' friend was 27#when i was 19 it was covid and almost all my friends were distant people i knew online and then the age gap between me and my oldest friend#got even wider!#when i was 20 i stayed with my grandma for several months and i'm still friends with a bunch of her friends! i got a standing invitation to#a neighbor's house to shoot the shit with her and she's like 55 and she's the youngest of the people in my grandma's social circle i'm all#buddy-buddy with!#i was learning new knitting tecniques from someone in her late 80s!#You are like a little baby to me watch this [hits on a man around three times my age] [hits on a woman almost three times my age] i'd say#im hitting on enbies 3x my age here but i actually haven't met any out enbies that old yet. i think the youngest nonbinary person i know is#their forties and that's just 2x#wait no. i do know someone. but i haven't hit on them. not gonna steal valor LOL#if ur a cool recently-retired californian i cannot recommend coming to [city removed] to come get hit on by a 23 year old nonbinary tboy#but i wouldn't say it's off the table LOLLL#anyway.#point made i believe.#i'm sure i'll hit the Age Crisis one of these days and start being like omg... you're so *young* because you are so Small Number...#but the one i run into is just Omg... You are so Fucking Immature why do you think this problem Matters... and that one i get from everyone#ill be sitting there chatting with like 70yo retired married couples and be stricken with waves of utter disgust bc they're too concerned#with their neighbors' opinions and think it constitutes a legitimate issue if someone does things too differently when there are like.#real problems in this world LOL
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sbd-laytall Ā· 10 months ago
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Wow, they are just so married here.
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Avengers: The Childrenā€™s Crusade (2010) #5
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apparently-artless Ā· 7 months ago
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iamcoralinenotcora Ā· 1 year ago
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Crowley: Aw you have a crush on me. How cute!
Aziraphale: Crowley, we are married and we adopted three kids.
Crowley: Still cute.
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vampirehizzies Ā· 10 months ago
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i like how haley has like three sisters but they rarely show up and her parents go absentee on her after she gets married
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moeblob Ā· 1 year ago
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Lander: Did you just call my romantic options I give to Gavvin "a multiple choice test"...... Basil: Yes. Lander: It's not a test - Basil: If there is a wrong answer in your mind to the options provided, it's a test.
Lander runs a convenience store (he got it after his parents died) and he has a huge crush on very broke Gavvin who showed up one day out of the blue. And so Lander hires him and lets him live with him in the back of the store and honestly it's love at first sight for Lander. But Gavvin is much more "mmmmm kinda wary of you for hiring a guy off the street you've never seen before but I accept the job thank you".
Basil unfortunately is a teacher who has to not only put up with his teenage students but also Lander (and their very weird friendship) and Gavvin (very socially awkward new guy in town who asks a lot of questions to him specifically). Basil is chronically done with everyone while everyone is like "ah yes, he can help me with my problems".
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livelovecaliforniadreams Ā· 6 months ago
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plumbogs Ā· 11 months ago
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bella and mortimer weren't super young parents to begin with to me. i feel like they both had careers and did crazy young rich people shit for a while. popping bottles on yachts and travelling around to explore the world. amassing a collection of Oddities. and finally had cassandra at like 30 at the earliest. bella's gotta be like mid 40s at the youngest. you can even go with 'she had some work done, she does botox' to get away with Looking younger and i guess i'd be able to follow that logic but it is still the coward's way out. let her be old!!!
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waugh-bao Ā· 1 year ago
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lena-artz Ā· 9 months ago
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That one stupid meme
Ref under the cut:
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orcelito Ā· 2 years ago
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Honestly I have realized that 99% of my shipping of vashwood comes from trimax. Yea I vibed with it while watching tristamp but trimax is what took my utter heart and soul
It's to the point where I just don't rly enjoy tristamp vashwood that much anymore hfkshfjd like. OK? Those sure are some dudes. Not My dudes tho, sorry.
#speculation nation#i'll still reblog the fanart if it's good. but yea it just ain't what im about anymore.#i feel like the worst vashwood perceptions r found within tristamp only fans anyways#(this post tangentially related to the post i just reblogged)#tristamp only fans see these two and are like 'this is the Angry Buff Dude and the Tiny Pixy Man'#which pretty much erases like everything they stand for? while also supporting racist caricatures.#not all tristamp only fans do this btw but i have definitely seen it much more around there.#meanwhile trimax vashwood is just like. this is an old married couple. theyre so hopelessly Goofy.#the angst is off the CHARTS. the love even more so.#they very genuinely love each other in trimax In Canon and that's what really gets me.#plus theyre pretty similar in height and build. Adult Men!!!! i like this ship for Adult Men!!!!!#idk this also relates to that post i made yesterday about fandom perception of vash being an innocent uwu virgin#despite being 150 or so years old. & they'll also make wolfwood some sex god or whatever#when comparatively hes been an adult for a MUCH shorter time than vash. my dude's still a pretty young adult ok#and you wanna tell me he's got more sex experience than the 150 year old dude????? ok...#lol im just complaining at this point. i have very specific views of my ideal version of this pairing#and a lot of fandom portrayals are starting to bother me bc of it.#so im just writing my own vashwood my own way. rn focusing on vash being a rounded person#yes having some childish aspects. but also some mature aspects. he's a goofy adult. it can exist simultaneously.#looking forward to when wolfwood finally comes in. i hope to do him justice.
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