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cinistrs · 11 months
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a little piece of the night. (kavehxgn!reader)
a/n: literally don't know what got into me. i just felt like writing and things turned... hm, domestic? it's probably bc i'm tired lol.
Once, when watching him from a distance, from your expectations and your fantasy, you had expected Kaveh’s hands to be soft. You pictured the softness of flower petals against your lips as he smiled, thinking that his presence would bring a warmth that could only be compared with the sun.
Instead, the first thing you notice is that his calloused hands are cold.
Kaveh stumbles slightly in the cobblestone street, his red eyes dazed, probably due to his intoxicated state. He holds your hand firmly, and chuckles softly as he calls your name with a sing-song.
“Where are we going, my dear?” He asks.
“Home,” you say.
“Home?” he repeats, and for a second, all his drunken happiness vanishes. “Ugh, please, no. Alhaitham will say something annoying like, oh, so you have money to get wasted but not to get yourself out of debt”
(You make a note not to comment on his predicament, since it seems he doesn’t notice either.)
“He talks to me in such a condescending way, almost like he doesn’t care that I’m his senior!” His pretty lips form a pout as he closes his eyes, probably picturing the scenario. It seems that he doesn’t like the mental image, because his nose scrunches. “Oh, please spare me the headache, dearest,” he says as he pulls your hand close to his face and plants a kiss on your knuckles. “Take me somewhere else, I’m no stranger to night walks. Also, wouldn’t that be romantic?”
So you drag him to the little park that’s a couple streets from your place, which is deserted at this hour. Even inebriated, Kaveh is the genius everyone talks about, after all, and he makes sure the conversation doesn’t falter. He tells you about his latest ideas and when his rambling gets too intense to grasp it with words, he pulls out a pen from his pocket to draw diagrams in his hands. He tells you about his progress with the arts, and that’s how you end up doodling a padisarah in his palm with the best of your abilities.
Whatever you think of the result, it vanishes as you see his eyes light up with your drawing.
“Oh, you’re so adorable,” he says, “allow me to return the gift” and then he snatches the pen from you. Before you realise, there’s a floral garden blooming in your hand as he paints with confident strokes. It is only a simple pen, the cheapest mass produced kind from Fontaine, but it’s the artist before you the one that brings it to life on your skin.
“What do you think?” He asks, and it’s probably the way he shines under the moonlight, cheeks flushed from the cold and the alcohol that led you to act impulsively, out of your mind. It’s the moon, you tell yourself, as you grab his shirt and meet his lips, the garden blooming from your hands to your heart.
Kaveh lets out a little gasp and shivers, and you notice that the cold wind of the night played a part. You mumble an apology as you pull your hand away from the hot skin of his back. “Please, use my jacket” you tell him, already sliding the fabric off your shoulders.
“B-but…” he seems a bit taken aback by the sudden change, his lips swollen and pupils still dilated. You wrap the piece of clothing around his shoulders for good measure. “—what about you?” he says, “I can’t let you go like this while I wear your jacket”
“My place is near, and you’re seriously underdressed.” 
“But—”
“No. If you want to return the favour…” you pretend you think about it, and smile. “Please come stay at my place tonight and have a coffee with me. Or tea. Whatever you want.”
Kaveh seems ready to keep protesting even if his face burns at your words, so you shut him up with another kiss. That works. His hands are still a little cold as you drag him to your home.
Despite all the heated kisses you shared, the first thing you do as you close the door is make Kaveh put on some clothes. There's a cotton shirt that fits him, and some old pajama pants so he can rest on a more comfortable outfit. You sit next to him on the sofa as you wait for the kettle. Kaveh immediately rests his head on your shoulder, and you stay like that until the water boils. Then it’s the both of you chatting with warm drinks and lots of paper scattered over the table as you begin drawing whatever comes up with conversation.
Kaveh falls asleep the moment you touch the bed. He pretends he isn’t tired, but you can tell. He tries to keep up the facade, but you wrap him in your arms and his body relaxes in your touch. Content, you kiss his forehead and close your eyes.
 His breathing is steady, and his calloused hands finally warm.
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can you believe writing this led me to learn that bic pencils are actually from france? (i just typed fontaine bc they're modern and then i got curious. bang! i made life-accurate ballpoint pens for teyvat?!)
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qiinamii · 9 months
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"Xiao does things" (and friends) twitter log part 2
-- UPDATE: removed some of the arts to make its own individual post since I am bad at organizing, sorry! (but the last one is new lol) xD
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s-aprua · 1 year
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punishment
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enden-k · 6 months
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call me a whiny little bitch boy but ever since the whole interdarshan championship its so hard for me to feel genuine interest in any of the main events after. it all just feels like a chore and so boring to me, i cant even recall what events we had since kaveh 🧍
(summer event was cute as always tho)
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dekuuuu-kun-loml · 10 months
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i keep thinking about this one thing 24/7 and it’s that although kaveh is usually the more awkward one and like the one whose facial expressions always expose him. the emotional one.
i think whenever haitham and kaveh hug or cuddle or just do anything soft, haitham would be the one who’s more flustered? like i feel like his expressions do not show it but i feel like his heart races and his mind gets all messy and he feels like he’s in heaven, meanwhile kaveh is yes awkward and blushing but like he accepts it because he’s the one initiating the physical touch.
and speaking of initiating physical contact i will tell you something and you will listen to me. kaveh is the big spoon okay? alright? haitham in no means is small but he MANAGES to make himself so to fit into kaveh’s hugs and embraces and that’s soft and i love it.
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kaeyachi · 1 year
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Kaeya and Kaveh meet and there is just an understanding between them
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chopapilla · 10 months
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my beloved…
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smallest-moon · 1 year
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thinking about kaveh building a humble but obviously aesthetically pleasing, safe and just very him, home in the desert
he'd have a steady job building different infrastructures to slowly but steadily improve the lives of the people in the desert
he'd get sunburns at first because he's not used to the harsh sun but thanks to cyno, he finally stops getting himself burnt... unless hes deep in his mindset, busy with work and forgets about it, which happens often until candance puts the fear of god in him and now hes very careful about it
in the beginning everything is very chaotic and he loses a lot of nights of sleep, doesn't feed himself right and is generally a hot mess for a good while but once all is set in place, things get better
at this time, his hair has grown a bit. who has time for haircuts when there's work to do? he finds that he likes it and keeps it that way. he generally leaves his hair down but on certain occasions he puts it up in a ponytail or a messy bun or even a braid (he never notices it but it draws a lot of stares to him)
as life goes on kaveh notices his home suddenly became fully surrounded by desert foxes. which is rather impressive as theyre extremely skittish of people and the only time desert foxes ever followed him was because of the interdarshan championship task where they got confused because of the ley lines
theyre still very skittish of others but somehow kaveh ends up being different, perhaps the other foxes communicated to their buddies that he was safe
one time alhaitham comes and visits him, naturally they start to bicker. sensing kaveh's distress one of the bolder foxes jumps and bites alhaitham in the hand, effectively surprising the scribe
kaveh worriedly brings alhaitham inside and insists on (tenderly) care for his wound, nothing too serious. still he carefully wraps a bandage around his hand and in a fit of courage kisses it, leaving alhaitham shocked for the second time that day
much later after they finally kiss, eat dinner and settle in bed together, kaveh starts to laugh uncontrollably at alhaitham getting bit by the fox
"see now you have to be nice to me, there's no choice unless you want my foxes to gang up on you" he said with a smug smile.
and with a soft indulging smile, alhaitham agrees "i guess i do"
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cheerupcharms · 1 year
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kaveh day!! 🥹💫
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thehecklingmouse · 7 months
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i just think that Kaveh should be loved, and appreciated, and loved, and given cuddles, and loved, and given forehead kisses, and most importantly he should be loved.
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pinkrose05 · 22 days
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Any thoughts on Kaveh? I ask, knowing full well you have many, many thoughts on Kaveh. Actually no i gotta dig deeper to get some real lore. Uh. Thoughts on... uh, the main character of whatever the last quest/hangout in genshin you did? Not furina (bc you half quit by then) the last character you have Full awareness on.
Too brain-fried to actually talk about both right now, but here's the bingo for Kaveh and... Kokomi? Huh.
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citroncynique · 10 months
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Dori got Kaveh a little treat from Fontaine to celebrate his birthday! Isn't that sweet? (he still has to pay for it)
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dutybcrne · 4 months
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Kaveh, Furina and Kaeya absolutely love the idea of being pampered and spoiled. Actually having it happen though is a rather Mortifying Experience for them.
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enden-k · 1 year
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the urge to actually draw prince kaveh marrying his witch in the end, covered in the most beautiful flowers he had seen on his travels, decorating his robes and hair -- and not a single mourning flower on him
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blusapp · 11 months
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realizing both of my favorite characters are the kindest, gentlest, most caring people and are also incredibly pretty and ethereal
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rintoki · 9 months
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SIX SIX SIX FORBIDDEN ANGSTY ROMANCE WITH KAVEH?! Inspired from the song shameless by camilla cabello. Reader and kaveh are spies from opposing agencies and they encounter each other at a party (for one of the missions) inside a huge hotel.
When they both reach a VIP room to get their mission done, the owner of the room comes in and so they have to hide in a secret corner. Bodies touching, eyes searching for each other in the light sneaking in and breaths competing in speed.
All their previous encounters, rough words, soft touches and whispering conversations along their gazes come back like a bitter memory to them. They want to touch each other. Melt into one and fuck this forsaken life. But they cant. Their hands are just wandering over one another, fearing to touch another yet burning inside because of the intensity. So their glazed eyes try to satisfy what their heart and bodies cannot.
Anyways hows your day?🤩🤩
ok this took me a while to answer bc i was thinking about how i feel about this LMAO
mmm despite being on opposing agencies you two are on amicable terms, in fact you quite enjoy his company. and of course because your bosses hate each other, they would send their best to try to secure this highly classified and lucrative mission away from their rival.
and so all dolled up you get, in your best dress as you make your way into the ballroom, an intricately designed mask on your face as you scan the crowd for your target. but instead of the objective your eyes land on a familiar figure, one whose eyes are already looking at you.
despite the sea of people between you two and the mask covering half your face, you still managed to find each other. and maybe you could blame his brilliant red eyes for being hard to miss, but you have no excuse for how your legs start to walk towards him, nor the smile that graces your lips at the thought of meeting him once again.
kaveh can’t lie and say that he didn’t first think about possibly crossing paths with you again when he received this mission. knowing the importance his boss placed on it, it was obvious that part of the reason why was because his rival agency—your agency—would be competing for it as well. would it be unprofessional of him to be excited for a mission just because he might run into you? kaveh doesn’t spare it a second thought as he makes his way into the party, he himself dressed to the nines as per the dress code. though that isn’t the only reason he’s put in the extra effort to look nice.
his breath catches when he finally spots you, even with the mask on he knows it’s you. from the way you walked to your dazzling smile, kaveh feels his heartbeat quicken as you approached him, his own two feet taking him to you and meeting you halfway.
pleasantries and smiles exchanged as you spoke, keeping a comfortable distance between each other despite the small tug in your heart to take another step, lean a little closer. but you easily quash such thoughts, your mission still in mind as you spot your target out of your periphery.
with sharp eyes, you observed your target, disappearing behind a door with a lady on his arm. it doesn’t take much to piece together that they are looking for a more private spot, and if you were to get close you needed to blend in. a plan quickly formulates in your mind, your eyes shifting back to the man in front of you.
it doesn’t even take a second for kaveh to catch on, spotting the target of the mission and putting two and two together. in his mind he knows what you’re doing, he knows that as you take a step forward, closing the distance between you two, and your eyes softens and your body language takes on a more flirtatious undertone. he knows you’re just putting on a show, in a party full of masked people, it’s not uncommon for two people to meet and follow each other behind closed doors.
and so he lets it happen; he lets you lead him by his hands, your smile pulling him in and soon you find yourselves in a hallway right behind the same door the target has entered. just as quickly your body language changes again, now more professional and serious. although kaveh knows this mission is just as important to his agency as it is to yours, right now he just can’t find it in himself to care about it all. he’ll gladly let you take it, and face the consequences later.
he watches as you navigate your way in the unknown space, trailing behind you while still maintaining a keen eye of his surroundings—a skill that was drilled into him since his early days on the job. the hallway leads down several doors and prior reconnaissance of the building telling you which doors lead to what. if your target is as high-ranking as you were told, an intelligent guess leads you down the hallway, deeper into the building.
the further you go the less doors there are, now just a long continuous hallway turning into a corner. the carpeted floor helps to silence your steps, but in turn muffles the steps of waiter you can’t see just around the bend, exiting the room after serving an important guest that you can only assume to be your target.
with no where to hide in the empty hallway, getting caught sneaking around where you aren’t supposed to be would be detrimental to the mission. the server’s trolley was already turning the corner and you needed to do something now, something that no one would question what two people in a secluded hallway are doing. you’re quick to think your feet, an apologetic look in your eyes when you turn to kaveh before pushing him gently but as quickly as you can against the wall.
without a word you kissed him, hands finding its way to his cheeks as soft lips pressed against each other, albeit a little rough and messy. kaveh doesn’t need a word; his hands wrapping around your waist and he pulls you close, easily keeping up with you as the server lets out a shocked gasp when he finally turns the corner. you hear a flurry of sounds as the poor worker scurries past you two making out against the wall, apologising profusely with his head down.
out of the corner of your eye, you make sure the server was gone before pulling away, taking a generous step away as you compose yourself. not the most graceful kiss but you needed it to look believable. you bowed your head a little, muttering a stiff apology before continuing on your way, as if it was all in a day’s work.
kaveh doesn’t say a word, his eyes merely following your figure as you walked away. the wall behind him was cool in contrast to how hot his body felt, supporting him in such a crucial moment where he felt his legs turn to jelly with you so close to him, invading his senses so suddenly. no amount of providence could have possibly prepared him for how good it felt to have you close, how your body felt pressed against his. how right it was.
and he can’t say it doesn’t sting when you march on forward, seemingly unaffected with only the mission in mind while he was left reeling, a little out of breath and his mind a mess. what is a man to do? does he run after you? and what then, what could he possibly say to you? or does he leave quietly and give up probably the closest chance he has to learning how you feel? the seconds tick by as you get further and further from him, and kaveh makes up his mind.
a/n: i think it’ll be funny if the bosses of the opposing agencies are actually like lovers to enemies and that’s why they hate each other LMAO also i hope that everyone that read through this whole thing was jebaited by suggestive angsty romance and instead got soft pining and longing YIPPEEE
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