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snailsnaps · 1 year
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lorelune · 1 year
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oh to be alhaitham and kaveh's third roommate. less of a stray, more of a tax-paying citizen of sumeru city who mellows the two of them out. mediates by your nature.
you listen to kaveh's rants and ravings, let him show you his blueprints and new inspirations, and inspire him in kind with casual beauties you bring him. a padisarah in full bloom you found by the market. a seashell, found on the shores of yazahada pool, carried in from the ocean by the rivers current.
you sit quiet with alhaitham. you pet his hair after long days, lean against his side during the kinder ones. he likes when you read over his shoulder or have your nose in your own book. you start keeping a book of crossword puzzles on the coffee table, topped with a black ink pen, and you'll ask alhaitham to do one with you when the mood strikes.
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you cow them both into being a bit more... reasonable with one and other. they're oil and water, sun and moon, sky and sea. you remind alhaitham that antagonizing kaveh with staunch logic isn't the best way to resolve a conflict. you remind kaveh that not everything he feels is a personal slight is intended to be taken in such a way.
you are the jar that hold the oil and water. the star bed that carries the sun and moon. solid earth that keeps the sky tethered and the sea close.
alhaitham takes your recommendation for books seriously-- dives into fiction at your request. his assistant at the akademiya catches him reading what could only be called a "smut novel" between meetings. kaveh drags you into the study and kisses you breathless on the comfy chaise lounge in the corner, pushing you into the cushions and telling you sweetly-- "stay just like that." sketches you. paints you. memorizes the contours and curves of you.
when you tumble into bed, it's a dance.
kaveh maps out the curves of you with soft, long-fingered hands. leaves scratches and opened-mouthed kisses in his wake. kaveh wants to feel you. the rush of heat that comes when he sucks a bruise into your neck. the breath that rushes from your lungs when you let out a pretty keen.
alhaitham wants to know you. wants to learn you in the most intimate way. he wants to know the best angles to crook his finger inside you, the positions that make your eyes roll back in your skull. there's something about rendering you-- someone so horribly intentional, kind, present-- into a puddle, at his hand, that alhaitham quietly adores. shows you, more than tells you. you never leave bed without a limp, or a drooling web of slick and spunk stickying your thighs.
you drag them close. glut yourself on them. watch starry eyes when they kiss, whimper at the way they both go weak for teasing. you spit in your palms and tug at them both, watch with a split smile when kaveh has to duck his head into alhaitham's neck. overcome with just a little touch.
it's all reciprocal. you trade teeth marks (and in alhaitham's case, chomps) and have a schedule for who cooks dinner each night. you link arms with kaveh on the way to the market and steal sips of alhaithams tea before bed. you all attempt to steal the duvet during the night, so you propose to invest in another to keep folded at the end of your shared mattress.
you're grateful, to have fallen into step with them
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thievedreams · 2 months
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“house doesn’t care about anyone” ok but then like why does he show up to pick 13 from prison with a martini in hand? literally everyone else had stopped giving a shit about what happened to her but house didn’t stop until he not only knew where she was but knew when she was getting out and on that day was immediately there for her like. “he just wanted to know what she did” yea but the martini. the fuckin martini!!! he didn’t have to bring her a drink at all let alone one that shows he actually Knows Her. i’m just saying if it was all just about the puzzle there wouldn’t have been a martini idc.
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sasukehoe · 7 months
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shiftywing · 8 months
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leclercskiesahead · 1 year
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Charles having an ig account to post only black and white photos meanwhile Carlos thinks he’s died every time he sees a black and white photo of himself
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dragonselkie · 5 months
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nothing can convince me that after the second or third time Alhaitham accidentally took Kaveh’s key with him, that he didn’t start doing it on purpose. he enjoys too much of Kaveh’s reaction, and it guarantees Kaveh will be either waiting for him when he gets home, or Alhaitham gets to let him in. he’s found that Kaveh likes to complain about the keys, and that leads to them talking longer, leads to them usually eating dinner together—Or Alhaitham will stay out, say he’s going to get dinner or be at the tavern and Kaveh has “no choice” but to join him since he can’t go home anyway (Kaveh never just asks for his key back when they meet up, and always stays out with him and they get to walk home together).
Alhaitham is delighted when Kaveh first shows up at Alhaitham’s work to walk back with him, since he “can’t get in anyway, and really, Alhaitham, you work so close to home! Why can’t you just stick it under the mat for me—”
“And risk a home invasion? I know that would be no consequence to you, but it’s all the things I pay for that could get stolen, Kaveh.”
“Hey!”
Kaveh starts purposely leaving his key near Alhaitham’s because he also enjoys this ritual, but he doesn’t know Alhaitham is doing it on purpose. Alhaitham has to take a moment when he notices (he’s enamored)
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creatorisdumb · 1 month
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Bubba: My boyfriend is wearing a suit to his autism diagnosis appointment.
Kickin: It’s a special event!
Bubba: Shut up.
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rulamantic · 3 months
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Violet's Forever Weed Brownie
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(credit to punkitti for the original comic)
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lloydshoulddyehishair · 11 months
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nya calling lloyd out on his bs is so funny to me. best big sis
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soupinaboot · 6 months
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"Oh Clark is the sun!" "He's the brightest and the sunshine and the warmth and-"
I'm not gonna say you wrong, but have you considered that Superman physically can't survive without the sun? He basically photosynthesizes and needs the sun to keep him alive. In the same way he needs Batman to keep him alive, he can't live without him. His sunshine is Bruce, as he is to him. And he would sacrifice the people's sun if it meant he got to bask in his sunlight for even a second more.
And Bruce only ever hid from the brightness, never liked the chaos of the day. Found peace and tranquility in the quietness and stillness that only the moon was powerful enough to command. He felt the most protected and safe when under the light that was only worshiped by few. Superman is his only constant, the only one that can calm him down and treat him the way he's desperately wanted all his life. He doesn't hide from his moon.
No wonder he cares so much to protect only the night, and no wonder he trusts Clark to protect the day. The same way he trusts him to protect his heart like no other.
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vertigenn · 7 months
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iota404 · 1 year
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She's infodumping him about cider brewing~
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aengelren · 1 year
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“I hope he’ll be okay”
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athamad · 8 months
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ndcgalitzine · 3 months
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every time Neal is doing something he shouldn't behind Peter's back, Peter always knows, even if he can't prove it 👏
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