#◇ haitham : open

[yuniv812]

Pov: you put bows on your very grumpy barely awake husband (a.k.a couquette haithy for practice)

[vultursvolans]

˚˖𓍢ִ໋🦢˚ 𝓻𝔂𝓾𝓱𝓪𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓶

there was an ache in my heart when i awoke in a strange, beautiful world that wasn’t my own. even as months turned to years, i still missed the familiar skies, the voice of loved ones and the home i had left behind. i wrote letters that went nowhere and whispered silent prayers that reached no one. it was like i was plucked from my own reality and placed in a world where i didn’t quite belong.

yet, as much as i longed for home, i was determined to learn in this new life. sumeru became my sanctuary and the akademiya, my solace. i learned their languages, customs, and secrets while sharing stories of the stars, landmarks, and beauty of my own world. the scholars listened, fascinated by the similarities and differences, but none more than al-haitham—a student assigned to guide me through this foreign land. he was a quiet presence. thoughtful and curious. he did not pity me.

and over time, he went from guide to peer to something more. over time, i wasn’t just seeking knowledge but also him. but what was the point? what was the point of falling for him if one day, i could just disappear—vanish back to my world, leaving him and teyvat behind? this could slip away at any moment. this might be as fleeting as a dream.

despite all reason, i still found myself loving him deeply. in a world that wasn’t my own, he had become my home.

𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬: very slow burn, mutual pining, friends to lovers

𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐒: 22.10.22 | playlist | genshinverse ryu | home for christmas (fic) | moodboards

𝐀𝐑𝐓: silk & moonlight | modern au | akademiya days | season of love | minecraft |

[enden-k]

ok sure

[mizabele]

Al Haitham

Still upset i never got him

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[nekomiras]

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[indilaras]

"I've been told that it's tradition in Aaru to give children some money for today, so here you go. No need to be too frugal with it -- I'm sure the others will give you plenty as well."

(Belated) Eid Mubarak everyone!

ID: a drawing of Alhaitham and Isak from Genshin Impact, with Dehya, Candace, and Cyno in the background looking at them. They're in Aaru Village during the day, and they're all wearing different outfits from their canon appearances.

Alhaitham is wearing a dark shirt with rolled up sleeves and a green scarf, his back facing the viewer; he is giving Isak a bag of Mora, smiling. Isak is wearing a long-sleeved yellow-brown shirt and longer version of his usual pants; he has stars in his eyes.

Dehya is wearing a black and red chaoui traditional dress; she's grinning and has a hand on her hip. Candace is wearing a long-sleeved white and blue dress with a violet-blue veil; she has one hand up to her mouth, and she's laughing, eyes closed. Cyno is wearing a dark long-sleeved shirt, white pants, and brown shoes; he's looking over his shoulder, smiling. End ID.

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[immobiliter]

@apocryphis sent a meme: you can’t count on anyone, especially your heroes. (al-haitham to dehya :))

       Dehya hadn't particularly wanted him to find out. Her investigations into Dakan Al-Ahmar had been going on for months, after all, and Al-Haitham would have remained none the wiser to these various goings on in the desert had their own fortuitous meeting at Caravan Ribat not been interrupted by Harun and her other Blazing Beasts mercs with new intel as to the brigade's most recent movements. Given all they'd been through together, it hardly seemed fair to exclude him from the conversation, but there was undeniable ripple of... not fear, exactly, but trepidation settled in the pit of her stomach as she listened to him engage with the problem, ask questions, approach the issue with rigorous curiosity as he presumably would one of his academic texts... and eventually be told by her well-meaning brothers-in-arms that the leader of this troublesome faction of Deshret's Relics was in fact her own father.

       She'd thanked the guys for passing on their intel, and they seemed to get the message at that point to give the pair some space — but, now that they were alone, stood under one of the shaded awnings, shielded from the unforgiving glare of the desert sun, Dehya wasn't entirely sure what to say next.

       Surprisingly, it was Al-Haitham who breached the silence, and the remark finally prompted Dehya to turn her head to meet his gaze. As always with the Akademiya Scribe, it was hard to tell when he was being sincere, but this felt like some genuine attempt at reassurance, albeit a clumsy one.

       “ Yeah. Well, fortunately, my father has never been my hero. ” She hoped she didn't sound too defensive, turning away from him and folding her arms across her chest. What else was there to say? Kusayla had always been a drunk, a lecher, a thug... but now he was a violent murderer too, indiscriminately attacking targets all over the desert. Dehya wasn't surprised at his behaviour, and yet some small part of her foolishly hoped that, ever since the argument that had prompted her to walk out of his life forever, he might have engaged in a little self-reflection and changed his ways. She sighed. “ He's always been like this, but now he's hurting others so brazenly I have no choice but to do something about it. ”

       Trying to shake off her disappointment and bitterness was harder than she expected but, reminding herself that the only way to fix things was to go out there and do something about it, she finally turned back to her companion. It occurred to her that she didn't even know yet why Al-Haitham was here at the Ribat in the first place — whether he had sought her out, or if this had indeed just been a coincidental crossing of paths. “ I'm sorry if you sought me out because Lord Kusanali needs me at the Akademiya or something, but this has to come first, Al-Haitham. If one day the desert is to become a safe place where nobody needs an armed escort in order to cross it, then I have to start by pulling out the roots, one at a time. ”

[jemsjamart]

i started my previous year with al-haitham in underwear. looks like a tradition

[ahaitham]

starter » open

The library was a peaceful place, one where Alhaitham was more than glad to clear his head. The circumstance of his recent arrival was an uncomfortable one to say the least, not to mention that the script used in these texts was… lacking. It was by some miracle that he was able to understand it — each stem and joint disappointing to the eye, each serif over accentuated to give life to the bland typography.

Alhaitham sits with his headphones planted firmly atop his head, as to eliminate any distractions, and focuses on the book before him. He's immersed until a shadow overcasts the passage he was reading. Someone or something was either attempting to communicate with him, or disturb his reverie. Regardless of what it is, he marks his page and closes his book before sliding his headphones so they sit firmly around his neck.

« state your business. » He says, simply.

[kitsunabi]

I was like.... experiencing a fever dream the entire time I played my 6 matches no idea how I won

[reyy-chanx]

quick sketch/character study/art style study??? LMAO I fucking love this man tho, he's pixels but I'd do anything for him.

[ruruumin]

request info.

i am open to requests! my only tos is that these will be written as headcanons and nsfw is not allowed.

i only write for two characters: kazuha & alhaitham. sorry to anyone wanting me to write other characters!

[enden-k]

Nazeeh commissioning alhaitham thirst trap prints is one of my favorite things in the world. Who is doing it like him

hes so real for that, i would do the same ngl ✌️

[mizabele]

Wip of Al haitham

made a wheel with all my fav characters and I’m just randomizing in my comfort zone

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[gojosoups]

cw: smut, consensual spanking, fingering, orgasm denial, cum licking, f!reader, all characters are 18+, MDNI, not proofread..like at all..

whenever you're being disobedient, you'll find yourself thrown across his lap, your bare ass up as he caresses your cheeks before giving them a harsh smack.

your body launching forward from the force of the impact as sobs escape your pretty whiny lips. each slap harder than the next, your ass stinging as he fondles it. his thick fingers playing with your pretty puffy lips, spreading your wetness across your folds and teasingly flicking at your cute clit, ignoring your whines and begging, before delivering another smack to your ass.

"how many was that?" he asks, his hand cupping your ass, trying to soothe the sting. you whine dumbly, lying helplessly across his lap, all thoughts leaving your brain as you blink away tears.

"please…" you cry out, nails digging into the sheets below you in frustration.

"wrong," he says with an evil grin, hand striking down to make contact with your poor, sore ass. your body lunging forward, the sound of skin slapping skin ringing throughout the room. your throat dry and rough as he pulls out silent screams from your wobbly lips.

hands grabbing your ass cheeks, he spreads them apart, taking a look at your pretty pussy, before spitting in it. a pathetic whine leaving your lips as you feel his fingers playing around with your juices and his spit, making a mess of your poor cunt.

a thick finger sneaking its way between your lips, curling into your sweet spot as you lose your breath. your legs twitching in pleasure as you feel his fingers stretch you open, stretching your tight pussy with his thick digit, leaving you begging for more and more.

your abdomen tightening as he adds a second finger, disappearing between your glistening wet lips and playing with your gummy walls. feeling your orgasm approaching, you squirm, trying to grind against his fingers, only for a gasp to leave your lips as he delivers another smack to your ass.

you look behind you, tears in your eyes as you beg your boyfriend to let you cum, brows furrowed in frustration and expression sour at having your orgasm denied.

"only good girls get to cum," he says, pulling his fingers out and licking them clean, leaving you high and dry with a sore ass and needy pussy.

── gojo, GETO, NANAMI, toji, sukuna, MIGUEL O'HARA, eren yeager, ERWIN SMITH, light yagami, KANTO MANJI MIKEY, KANTO MANJI HANMA, AL HAITHAM, DOTTORE, PANTALONE, KAMISATO AYATO, TRAFALGAR LAW, zoro, shidou ryusei, SAE ITOSHI + your favs (I gave up lol)

a/n: really not lying when I said this is not proofread, sorry it's so shitty but I had to post something

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[empyreanparadisaea]

ooc. I've been thinking about this video and my god. Oh fuck

The way Haitham just goes a pitch higher just to rile Kaveh up. That sultry taunting way. He's so fucking gay for him.