arzenpai
Fandoms
Recent works
-
Tags
Summary
drabble collection for #ChrobinWeek2019 !
--
BATTLE AND WAR: It has been three days since the last battle.
FLOWERS: Bindweed grows freely in the arid desert, and Robin is familiar with the sight of the violet flowers sprouting here and there amidst the sand and sun.
LONGING / PINING: His hair is as white as you remember.
MODERN AU: Chaos ensued, but it was a different, more domestic kind of chaos that Robin fully embraced. -
Tags
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Sedene points an accusing finger at him. “I knew it!”
Neuvillette startles, almost spilling tea into his soup. “What?”
“You have a crush. And it’s on Wriothesley.”
“Don’t be ridiculous, Sedene.”
Neuvillette is the insomniac law student who stakes out the same spot in the university library once a week. Wriothesley is the mechanical engineer student who, for some reason, keeps bringing him tea. Five times Neuvillette agonizes over his own feelings, and one time Wriothesley takes initiative.
Bookmarked by arzenpai
04 Aug 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Welt smells like smoke, sweat. Little tingles spring from where they connect as he catches Sunday before he falls, still buzzing from the fight.
It’s probably nothing a bit of rest won’t solve.
- Language:
- English
- Words:
- 3,899
- Chapters:
- 1/1
- Collections:
- 1
- Comments:
- 9
- Kudos:
- 113
- Bookmarks:
- 15
- Hits:
- 846
Bookmarked by arzenpai
04 Aug 2026
-
Tags
Summary
"Well, then you're acquainted with the joys of alcohol," Kaveh exclaimed, forcing a chuckle out of his mouth.
"Joys?" Alhaitham deadpanned, making an adorable sound of discontent. "It was shit the first time. This time it's okay, because you're here."
Or: Alhaitham gets drunk and becomes uncharacteristically talkative.
Series
- Part 22 of oneshots!!
Bookmarked by arzenpai
01 Aug 2026
-
Tags
Summary
Heat rushes to his ears. Sharing a bed is one thing; playing at something so domestic with a man he might already be hopelessly smitten with is entirely another. Sunday hesitates, fingers curling in on themselves. “Are you sure? I wouldn’t want to eat before the others.”
“Think of it as a taste test.” Welt winks, and Sunday feels suddenly compelled to scream into a void.
Parts of Sunday’s journey, remembered in flavors.
Bookmarked by arzenpai
15 Jul 2026
-
Tags
Summary
When Alhaitham writes a book with a protagonist based on himself, he doesn't expect to see his own character stripped bare by a fanfiction writer who "identifies really strongly" with his love interest.
Alhaitham found himself smiling as he cooked dinner that night, thinking back on his conversation with “alkavarzaray,” the random online stranger who understood him to a terrifying degree. Creating any sort of art and allowing it to be perceived is extremely intimate in itself, but the idea that this man had properly understood and absorbed most of what Alhaitham had put out there, baring his soul— It was something between incredible and horrifying.
Bookmarked by arzenpai
29 May 2026
Bookmarker's Notes
really, really good. the characterization was spot on and the exploration of then trying their hardest (i especially liked haitham's thought of trying to make the effort to reach out mirroring what arman could have done) made me want to cry multiple times. im probably really affected because this also feels like what my current relationship is like (my boyfriend being really logical, and me being really emotional) and there were scenes when i could relate to either and both of haikaveh's thoughts. i couldn't put this fic down at all. thank you!