In Case Y’all Want To Ask For A Request (please Be Aware That I Am A Minor And Not Comfy Doing Nsfw
In case y’all want to ask for a request (please be aware that I am a minor and not comfy doing nsfw BUT fluff and angst I will do :)) or just talk to me is alright too! I would be more than thrilled to get to know you guys!
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I find comfort in your company
Reposting this bc I’m not letting this shit flop
-🍷
You in my blurred memories
{Yes, I am back with another fic, this one being angst! Maybe I’ll make something happy in the future? As for now, enjoy this angst~ -Kaveh Also, Tw for vivid descriptions of d3ath, yelling, cursing (?), and swords}
It was seemingly another day of Kaveh not being home. Alhaitham thought nothing of it, not expecting anything strange of it or weird. He was almost never home, it became a nightly occurrence. He would wake up, they would eat breakfast together (and he would listen to his “annoying” rants that he may or may not secretly enjoy), and kiss Alhaitham goodbye, and exit the house. He usually would be back by midnight, only to repeat the process once more. A cycle the both of them grew accustomed to. Sure it was strange, but it was uniquely theirs.
Tonight was different. It was soon midnight, and no sign of Kaveh. He decided to wait longer. 1 am. 2 am. No sign of him yet. Alhaitham grabbed the keys to the house and left. He thought of one place he would be, the tavern. Maybe he’s drunk. He thought. Maybe he had too much to drink and passed out… the thought of him being in such state worried him. It wasn’t until he rounded the corner where he saw a sight he wished to unsee.
“Al…hai…tham” A familiar voice croaked. Blood on the streets, a sword to his stomach. No…no, this is just some nightmare, right? “Kaveh!” Alhaitham cried out. The once stoic mask he wore broke. He dashed to Kaveh’s side. “Who did this to you?!” He asked, his question being answered with shadows.
“YOU BASTARDS” Alhaitham yelled. He saw red, sword now in his hands. “YOU FUCKERS WILL PAY FOR THIS!” He yelled while fighting off the ones who stabbed Kaveh. Bodies now on the floor, Alhaitham’s sword stained with their blood. His attention turned to Kaveh, who seemed to be trying to hang on. “Wait here, I’ll get hel-“ “No, it’s too late” Kaveh interrupted. “Don’t say that Kaveh, it’s not too late! You can be-“ “No. I can’t be saved this time, Alhiatham.” Alhaitham was silenced for a moment before saying “You…you can’t leave me too…Kaveh plea-“ “Do me a favor. Forget me” Kaveh says, before coughing, blood now covering his sleeve. “Kaveh…” Alhaitham says, stunned.
Footsteps were heard approaching. Kaveh took out the sword from his stomach, going to the group of people out for him. “Kaveh, what are you-“ He then froze. There’s no way…Kaveh had a look of determination mixed with a grimace of pain. “If I’m gonna die, I’m dying a hero” Kaveh says with determination. He had no idea what came over him. Perhaps it was the adrenaline, or perhaps the drinks he had that night. His vision glowing a bright hue as he fought, Ahaitham watching stunned. “Kaveh…you…you idiot…” He mumbles, watching Kaveh fight off the perpetrators. He knew it was over once he took the sword out. It was like he was signing off his chances of survival.
”Are you proud of me, Haitham?” Kaveh asks, a smile on his face. He looked so proud, having fought them off. He then collapsed, Alhaitham rushing to him, holding his body. His pulse is weak…
Kaveh is dying in my arms he thought, words being hard to make in this situation. Time was running out, and he felt so helpless, his only love now slowly fading out of existence. “Ka-“ “I know…Alhaitham?” Kaveh says, looking directly at Alhaitham’s eyes. “Yes, Kaveh?” Alhaitham answers, his eyes watery, body now shaking, trying his best to keep himself together. Kaveh then spoke his last words “Your eyes…are so…beautiful…the most gorgeous work of art I’ve seen…” And with a smile, he closed his eyes, never to wake up again.
“Kaveh? Please….don’t leave me alone…”
Thoughts
We are so involved into League of Legends, never had I felt so much rage in my existence. Anyways, someone tell me to shut up about League or else that’ll be the next new thing to add onto our list of things to not shut up about. Also, if I hear another clip of “Writing on the wall” one more time I am going to haunt someone and steal their socks. One more thing to add, I am stressed beyond repair so yeah…life is great and our posting will exponentially decline as well as our mental health. If we become radio silent again, apologies -Kaveh
(If anyone asks if I’m okay, it’s an automatic yes.)
I guess wriolette is popular…I’m gonna tell Wrio he’s a genius while I sob in the corner
-🎤
Random hc’s wriolette edition (sick editon)
Honestly, I can see Wriothesley being sick the most out of the two
Mans comes home one day and just starts sneezing like crazy. Definitely won’t admit he’s sick until he actually gets sick
As a person who drinks hot water with lemon when sick, I hc him to be that person too. Will refuse to stop working and rest, much to the dismay of Neuvilette
“I’ll be fine it’s just a small cold” *Wakes up the next day with a fever* “…okay, maybe it isn’t just a small cold-“
Idk why, but I see Neuvillette to be the type to make something warm for Wrio to eat, like some soup. He would do some light scolding cuz he’s just genuinely worried
Anyways, that’s all, take care out there folks -🐺
I felt like creating a playlist (aka master list) for each chapter (with the prologue) on here! So here we go! Note: I know I should’ve done this ages ago, but I’m going to edit the previous chapters and add the song it originated from (so you can listen to it while reading or re-reading ^^) ᴺᴼᵂ ᴾᴸᴬᵞᴵᴺᴳ : Stray kids (Bang Chan, Hyunjin) - ‘Red lights‘
2:15──────|─── 3:43
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Prologue
Chapter 1: from home
Chapter 2: Maria
Chapter 3: The 7th Sense
Chapter 4: Yes or Yes
I write fanfics now :) 😎 (19 years old, sys)Happy doughut season"Who is gonna play? Who has got my back?"
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