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  1. Rec 34

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    “I’ve always loved language,” Al-Haitham argues. “Have you forgotten what I studied in school?”

    Kaveh huffs out another laugh. “Of course not. How could I?”

    “Then what do you mean?”

    “I just– Well, honestly, you’ve never told me why you picked Haravatat, either,” Kaveh says slowly, the realization seeming to dawn on him as he speaks. “It made sense, in a way, but there had to be a reason.”

    “There were a lot of reasons," Al-Haitham admits quietly.

    al-haitham, deconstructed

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    31 Oct 2025

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    I sobbed so hard reading this piece. This is a lovely love letter for those who has intimate affinity towards language, who found connections through language and who found solace within language. And through a written language, i can grasp the love the author has towards Al-Haitham. So delicate yet detail, so intensely sincere. My favorite Al-Haitham character study fic ever

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    “Excuse me. May I sit here?”

    Al-Haitham looks up. He watches the student’s red eyes darken with recognition. Unfortunately, Al-Haitham recognizes him too.

    “Would you leave if I said ‘no’?” Al-Haitham asks.

    And just like that, the student is sliding into the seat, flipping up the desk and pulling his tablet out. He shoots Al-Haitham a glare just as the professor starts lecturing.

    (Al-Haitham, Kaveh, and the three semesters in between.)

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    02 Sep 2025

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    There's should be a research to turn this fic into anti depressant pills

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    “There are three suitors who you can romance in this game. You must complete all your requirements with one of them."

    “Who are the three potential suitors?” Kaveh asks warily.

    “Your three suitors are Tighnari, the blunt Palace Chamberlain; Cyno, the standoffish Captain of the Royal Guard; and Al-Haitham, the acerbic Duke of Vultur Volans.”

    There's a new invention from the Yae Publishing House that turns a user's dreams into light novel stories. Kaveh has the (un)fortunate pleasure of being one of its first users.

    Too bad it dumped him in a romance game.

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    28 Aug 2025

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    Literally saved me

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    As much as Feng Xin looked like his old self from the back, there was no mistaking the fact that he was a ghost now. His golden skin was now pale as a sheet, his eyes sunken deeper than before and yet still this gorgeous amber color that Mu Qing could seldom force himself to look away from. He was still the most beautiful man Mu Qing had ever seen, although he was now much more silent than Mu Qing had ever imagined him capable of being.

    It was unnerving and, facing such silence, Mu Qing reacted in the only way he knew: he snapped.

    "How the fuck did you get yourself killed?" he bit out, although he dreaded the answer.

    He hadn't expected Feng Xin to just... smile. His first words to Mu Qing after centuries of being separated hit the martial god harder than any punch ever could.

    "A sword to my left side."

    His left side, where Mu Qing used to stand, always.

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    03 Feb 2025

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    “... Only if you want to.”

    … Unfortunately for Al-Haitham, Kaveh’s face twisted into a pout is more persuasive than it really should be.

    “Fine. But if you don’t remember in the morning, you aren’t allowed to start an argument.”

    “How could I start an argument about something I’d forgotten?”

    “You would find a way,” Al-Haitham replies, and Kaveh just huffs, crosses his arms, and shuts up. “Tell me what to write in this letter, then.”

    (or: a Sumeran botany guide, chapters Padisarah and Mourning Flower.)

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    14 Jan 2025