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intertwining branches: every kaveh has an alhaitham by telepathicflower
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
30 Nov 2025
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Each day, Kaveh is transferred to a different parallel reality, and in every single one of those, he and Alhaitham are together:
Waking up in Alhaitham’s arms felt more familiar on the third day. By the fourth, it was fully expected and, by the fifth, he found himself snuggling into those warm arms and sometimes smiling at the “Good morning, sweetheart,” before reminding himself of the situation and sitting down a very confused Alhaitham for a very confusing conversation. It’s not you he loves, he reminded himself, time and time again.
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Marry Me, Financially by kittykatara for Amayax, goldnation
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
15 Jul 2025
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With a heavy sigh, Kaveh buried his face in his pillow. All of his romantic ideals, as usual, were quashed by the one man he actually yearned for such affections from - a marriage for the sake of fucking tax deductions.
Though it made sense in a cold, rational way, such a logical and disinterested proposal for Kaveh to willingly sacrifice his heart for nothing more than mora cut deep into his chest. And worst of all... Alhaitham was unaware that Kaveh’s heart could never even belong to anyone but him - that he was already the sole benefactor of Kaveh’s silent longing, having stolen Kaveh’s heart against his will long ago.
Kaveh curled around his pillow as if the soft cotton of his pillowcase could offer a reprieve from the turmoil churning deep in his stomach. He’d long since made peace with his unrequited love for Alhaitham, resigning himself to a lifetime of suppressed yearning - but this? This was torture, plain and simple, demanding mental gymnastics that Kaveh wasn’t confident he was flexible enough to contort himself into.
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tête-à-tête by lilyveil1399 (clairespring7840) for cruellae (tinkabelladk)
Fandoms: 崩坏:星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
27 Mar 2026
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Sunday didn't happen upon Aventurine's streams intentionally.
He'd merely been looking to blow off some steam to cope with the stress of management changes, to redirect his pent up anxiety surrounding Mister Gopherwood's departure and his subsequent rise as newly-appointed CEO of Penacony Industries.
The problem isn't that Sunday found the stream to begin with. It's not even that he very much likes what he sees. It's that he sticks around, tuning in weekly to Aventurine's sordid show, until - one fateful night - everything changes:
Sunday emerges victorious in Aventurine's anniversary lottery. And the streamer has decided that the winner should receive a very special prize.
Bookmarked by stariia
19 Jun 2026
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Kaveh stares at the neatly packed bento box laying before Al-Haitham, housing neatly sliced vegetables and glistening, fresh rice.
“Who made you that?” Kaveh asks, not bothering to hide the vengeance in his voice. “Your work husband?”
Al-Haitham lets the fork go slack in his hands and just stares at him. “Kaveh,” he says, in the sort of tone someone might say dude.
“Don’t dude me,” Kaveh says, aghast.
Kaveh is interested in discovering who Al-Haitham's elusive work husband is. Al-Haitham is only interested in Kaveh.
Bookmarked by stariia
18 Jun 2026
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Mydei doesn't think much of it when his class is one minute late.
But as the clock on his wall ticks away, signalling that now—after losing himself in deep thought over how to handle today's lesson—it's currently ten past the hour, he finally starts getting suspicious. It's normal for classes to overrun on occasion, gods, even he's even done it before. However, it's an entirely different thing when it's this much time that's gone by without any prior notice. Mydei pushes his glasses back up onto the bridge of his nose, as they've gradually slid down while he was staring at the worksheets on his desk.
He sighs, glancing at the clock once again. Two more minutes, he promises himself, and then he'll go figure out where the hells his class has disappeared off to.

