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A Mora For Your Thoughts by Cavalierious for eraiklys
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
28 Jul 2025
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So, the fortune-teller cursed him.
There was something in that dust, and either Kaveh’s passed out on the ground somewhere having the wildest fever dream, or it’s poison and he’s dead. This being a personal hell might be the better option because at least that way Kaveh can wave off Alhaitham’s sordid thoughts that he cannot fucking ignore.
After their coffee, Kaveh accidentally left that robe on the back of the kitchen chair. When he went to get it, he found that Alhaitham had already stolen it back, and though he couldn’t see the man, he certainly heard his thoughts scraping over his mind: He smells good. He always smells so good.
Kaveh gets cursed, resulting in hearing Alhaitham's thoughts--specifically about him. And oh, there's a lot to be heard.
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28 Jul 2025
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Built to Last by kittykatara for BovineBrainwash
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
24 Jul 2025
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CEO Alhaitham thought hiring an architect would be a straightforward transaction.
Enter: Kaveh.
Talented. Infuriating. Beautiful.
Suddenly, the design feels more like a demolition - starting with Alhaitham’s carefully structured life.
“Hi! Sorry I’m a little late,” Kaveh said breathlessly, bright and unapologetic. “Whoever designed your lobby is an asshole - it’s like a corporate minotaur’s labyrinth. I got lost twice.”
“I like the lobby.”
“Of course you do,” Kaveh muttered.
Kaveh was exactly as troublesome as his work. Everything about him was too golden, too confident, too alive for a room full of grayscale - hair like a decadent brushstroke, hands that moved as if drawing invisible lines in the air with every careless gesture.
In other words, a man who made space bend around him.
“Our meeting began two minutes ago,” Alhaitham said flatly. “Though I suppose I should have anticipated that you’d be the kind of person to make an entrance.”
Kaveh simply smiled, sharp and sunlit. “And I suppose I should’ve anticipated that you’re the kind of person who’s profoundly bothered by two minutes of tardiness.”
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26 Jul 2025
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can i be your internet crush? by starsneverlanding
Fandoms: 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game)
22 Jun 2025
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“Smash or pass KavehKreates?”
The Scribe leans back against his chair and takes a long, dramatic sip of his coffee. “Is that the streamer who answered with smash when asked the same about me?” In the corner of the clip, the chat goes wild with an assortment of yeses. “I see.”
Then, “He is very pretty so, I suppose the answer to that question is smash.”
//or, kaveh and alhaitham are both online content creators. gay shenanigans ensue
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22 Jun 2025
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5 times Aventurine was Ratio's muse by And_yet_we_love
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
12 May 2025
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The first time it happens, Veritas Ratio wants to smash his head into the nearest wall.
Veritas Ratio, who once dissected a cadaver with the same composure he used to drink his morning tea, finds himself genuinely contemplating the physics of skull-to-brick impact velocity as he stares—stares—at what he’s just carved into marble.
A bust. Not just any bust. That man’s bust: Aventurine.
The bust glows faintly, its marble skin catching the light like Aventurine’s own under the late-afternoon sun that filters through their shared dorm window.
Ratio hurls a dust cloth over the bust.
He blames sleep deprivation.
He blames the ambient influence of idiocy—proximity to Aventurine must lower his brainwaves.
He even blames the Systemic Injustice of Housing Assignments.
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Or, a stupid fic of Ratio falling in love with Aventurine while making art of him.
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- Part 2 of My Ratiorine one-shots
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16 Jun 2025
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“Why’d you call me a gambler?”
Ratio’s head tilts again. His face doesn’t move much. But Aventurine swears he sees the shadow of something like amusement in his features—wry and private, like he’s smiling at a joke no one else heard.
“I can hear it,” Ratio says.
“Hear what?”
“Every time you shift your weight,” Ratio responds, voice low, “there’s a coin in your coat or pants pocket. It strikes against the lining three times—once when you move, twice when you stop. It’s weighted. Slightly larger than standard-issue credits. Smooth edge. It doesn’t roll.”
Aventurine stares.
Ratio lifts his chin. “It is not a commemorative token. It is not a medallion. It’s the kind used in high-stakes tables. Heavy enough to flip with flair, thick enough to stack without slippage. You gamble. Or you want people to think you do.”
A beat.
Aventurine’s mouth goes a little slack. His tongue clicks against the roof of it, dry. “You heard that?”
“I hear everything,”
Aventurine laughs, but it’s shaky, breathless. “You're unnerving, you know that?”
“I get that frequently.”
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- Part 1 of My Ratiorine one-shots
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15 Jun 2025