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#ratiorine summer mood🥺
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high school au where ratiorine are just two awkward teenagers navigating the waters of their budding relationship and exploring many of their first times together.
aventurine chuckling airily as ratio lays him on top of a /laundry machine/, a tad too impatient,
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old aventurine art #hsr
the boyfriends got to witness me drunk off my ass. truly embodied the waventurine character trailer.....
"the tried and true method" (omegaverse ratiorine with table humping, induced heat, and breeding kink as a treat!)
archiveofourown.org/works/82…
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kaveh loves wiggling his ass against alhaithams cock and feeling it grow between his crack while they’re cuddling 🤤
cramming booth prep... started at 10 pm and it's now 2 am.... ingress is about 6 hours away..... yet i'm here complaining on twitter dot com
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❁ rated e, 3.7k words
❁ #haikaveh oneshot
❁ alhaitham is embarrassingly, horribly turned on by kaveh wearing his old akademiya uniform.
🔗 below!
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🔞 touch-starved alhaitham has arrived!!
- genshin, #haikaveh
- E, 9.4k, no warnings apply
- fluff and smut, didn’t know they were dating, getting together
archiveofourown.org/works/95…
#haikaveh prepare for touch-starved alhaitham (and kaveh on his mission to remedy this) ‼️

ALT “Mm. What are you making?” says Kaveh, his voice echoing from somewhere behind him. Alhaitham goes to turn and face him, but before he can move, a pair of strong arms wrap around his middle. Warmth floods Alhaitham’s backside as their bodies align. Kaveh presses his nose into the nape of Alhaitham’s neck and inhales deeply. “Smells good,” he mumbles. Alhaitham isn’t sure if he’s talking about the food anymore.
#haikaveh
imagine a slow, lazy makeout session between alhaitham and kaveh—legs tangled on their divan, breaths soft against heated skin, sweet truths murmured into each other's ears.
and when their lips brush, gentler than they have ever been, the sensation feels like relief.
alhaitham's own is pressed onto the small of his back. he flutters beneath now-loose cloth, just along the spine, but does not dare hasten any pace. instead, he chooses to linger, to let the afternoon warmth seep into skin.


































