verdantstrider



Recent bookmarks

  1. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    “Prove it.”

    Kaveh paused. Slowly, he turned around. “What?”

    “Prove that you won’t fall in love.”

    Kaveh tilted his head. “And how do you suggest I do that?”

    “Date me,” said Al-Haitham. “Prove to me that you won’t fall in love.”

    Kaveh keeps getting broken up with and is on the verge of giving up on love when Al-Haitham propositions him.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    33,963
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    170
    Kudos:
    1,674
    Bookmarks:
    420
    Hits:
    14,604

    09 Sep 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    ghost, why are you reading and bookmarking fics at 1 in the goddamn morning pt. 5978
    have you ever read a fic that makes your teeth fucking hurt, but like in a really, really good way? yeah, that’s this fic. the attention to detail drives me insane actually

  2. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    “I mean, do you ever stop and think about who your anonymous friend might be?" Tighnari says. "Or like, maybe it’s someone you already know or some random guy in one of your classes.”

    “No,” Kaveh says, thinking. “With my luck, if I did know him already, then he would probably be the worst person I know. Someone like Al-Haitham.” The thought is so absurd that he stops and laughs. “But that would be fucking awful.”

    In Kaveh's humble opinion, the title for The Worst Guy In The World is tied between four people: the asshole in his Tuesday eight am, the employee behind the library email account, the guy writing the university's advice column, and the student that the professor he assists always complains about.

    It would only be too convenient if they were all the same person. (They are.)

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    27,617
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    3
    Comments:
    131
    Kudos:
    1,451
    Bookmarks:
    452
    Hits:
    14,202

    13 Aug 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    get you a man who can do all four: annoy you, annoy you, annoy you, and send you lines from your favorite poems that make your heart hurt in the most beautiful of ways
    - kaveh

  3. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    Are you gloating? Are you trying to get me to leave? Kaveh wanted to ask. Do you even care?

    But that was the whole point, wasn’t it? That Al-Haitham did care. That was why he found out what he did about Sachin and Kaveh’s father, and it was Kaveh who had to come to terms with the fact that he’d been wrong.

    Do you regret staying with me?

    Kaveh swallowed. “Even…even that. I do not regret it.”

    tfw when your ex-best friend turned terrible roommate never actually saw you as his ex-best friend

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    12,224
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Collections:
    1
    Comments:
    143
    Kudos:
    1,435
    Bookmarks:
    342
    Hits:
    11,710

    07 Jul 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    if you don’t put whatever gods-damned thing you’re holding down right now (within reason) and read this fic, i. i won’t do anything but i will be VERY disappointed.
    it’s after midnight and normally i would have a more coherent response to this but. alas.
    it’s just. it’s about returning home. even making a new one, together, with a stronger foundation and walls and beautiful windows and warm paint colors. making coffee for each other in the morning, sharing a cup and a glance while soft sunlight filters in and colors everything in shades of gold and new beginnings.
    that’s them.

  4. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    But with his legs sandwiched between Ratio’s thick thighs, resting his head on the soft pillow of his wet chest, he remembers why he makes an exception for baths. Ratio's tub is enormous, there's plenty of room for both of them. They plaster themselves together regardless, just to keep skin on skin. His ass is sticking out of the water, but the excessive bubbles cover it, keeping him warm. One of Ratio’s arms slides around his shoulders, tracing wet patterns onto slick skin. The other hangs over the edge of the bath, dripping water onto the floor

    Ratio and Aventurine, aftercare, a bathtub, and domesticity that Aventurine still isn't sure he's happy to be a part of.

    Series
    Language:
    English
    Words:
    3,066
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    24
    Kudos:
    1,104
    Bookmarks:
    156
    Hits:
    8,932

    02 Jul 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    stop. stop, and please read this. by gods, they are making a HOME in each other. excuse me while i sob pathetically into a midnight bowl of cereal because that last paragraph has me vaguely incoherent and in my honey nut feelios.

  5. Rec *

    Tags
    Summary

    Without fail, Ratio finds him after every project, at every bar and casino. He drags Aventurine back to his hotel or penthouse, plying him with water and food until Aventurine is almost eating three meals a day.

    Each night, Aventurine is lulled to sleep by Ratio’s irritated scolding, and every morning, he wakes to a tall glass of water and hangover pills on his nightstand, with breakfast pre-made and waiting in the fridge.

    One night, after Ratio leaves, Aventurine coughs. It must be allergies.

    Or:

    Aventurine has Hanahaki.

    Language:
    English
    Words:
    11,799
    Chapters:
    1/1
    Comments:
    156
    Kudos:
    2,780
    Bookmarks:
    538
    Hits:
    19,839

    10 Jun 2024

    Bookmarker's Notes

    do you ever read a fic that sinks into the marrow of your bones in the worst and best way possible? one that makes you want to let out an unholy shriek while also tucking it close to your chest and holding it very tenderly?
    that’s this fic.