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Alhaitham inhaled deeply before submerging his face, cursing himself for having seemingly abandoned his usual rationality. His eyes crinkled as he tried to open them.
Open them he did, and the sight was… dazzling. The siren was an undeniable beauty on land, with his hair stuck to the nape of his neck and droplets dotting his torso, but underwater, the swirl of a light current dancing through his hair and the shimmer of his jewelled eyes fully brought his features to life. Gorgeous, Alhaitham thought, and he didn’t realise his eyes were widened until they started to burn from the salt.
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When Alhaitham writes a book with a protagonist based on himself, he doesn't expect to see his own character stripped bare by a fanfiction writer who "identifies really strongly" with his love interest.
Alhaitham found himself smiling as he cooked dinner that night, thinking back on his conversation with “alkavarzaray,” the random online stranger who understood him to a terrifying degree. Creating any sort of art and allowing it to be perceived is extremely intimate in itself, but the idea that this man had properly understood and absorbed most of what Alhaitham had put out there, baring his soul— It was something between incredible and horrifying.
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the grand sage bit me (knot clickbait) by telepathicflower
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
24 May 2026
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In which Alhaitham and Kaveh get transported to a parallel universe with “secondary sexes.”
“What is an omega?” Kaveh asked, exasperated.
“Like.” Alhaitham frowned. “The letter? Which is also used in mathematical and scientific notation?”
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It felt like a lifetime: Kaveh without Alhaitham seemed as inherently impossible as Alhaitham without Kaveh. It would have been intriguing to an onlooker, had their friendship been privy to anyone but Mehrak: the Crown Prince and a street artist fighting for scraps; the silent, stark line of Alhaitham’s lips and the bubbling laughter leaving Kaveh’s throat at every other moment; silver, carefully trimmed hair and a bloom of golden locks washing over bright freckled skin. Reason and emotion. Routine and invention. Complete opposites.
“Or, perhaps, reflections,” Alhaitham had suggested. “You cannot deny we are similar in many ways. True to our convictions, stubborn to a fault. Just opposite in what those convictions are.” He paused. “You are my perfect mirror.”
My perfect mirror. What a statement to hear from the man who graces your dreams and attaches himself to every thought, whose eye colour you recognise in every sunset and every painting. What was the most tempting part of the sentence? The “perfect”? Or the possessive “my” referring to Kaveh, of all people?
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“How romantic,” Sethos cooed, stifling a laugh. “Let your boyfriend take you home, Kaveh. He’s so caring.”
Alhaitham used to think such comments were just harmless teasing. And yet, when Kaveh breaks up with him... Well. He realises he fucked up.
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Kaveh hosts a late night college radio show, Mehrak at Midnight, that receives an average of zero listeners.
One night, someone listens.
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23 Dec 2025