Anonymous Bud · 6mo
Thought's on a pygmalion and galatea haikaveh au? The themes and story seem so perfect! I can just picture the heart aching yearning between sculptor kaveh and his greatest creation, alhaitham: the physical manifestation of all his desires and longing for love and a home. For something that his solely his, and who he belongs to as well. Kaveh, alone and weary after all the hardship he's endured creating his art, selfishly making something for His eyes and admiration alone from his own hands. Sculpting each vein, each strand of hair, with so much dedication and care. Sacrifcing his own wellbeing of course, as always. Makes every inch of Alhaitham with such affection, but also with growing desire. Bring his creation gifts, talking to him about anything and everything, caressing him, kissing him. Dreaming of him. Growing more and more in love with something he knows is unreachable, falling further into the painful yearning. And then boom alhaitham comes to life, and it's as if he's been watching kaveh all along too, painfully yearning for him just the same and neither being able to control themselves when finally face to face with their other half. uuuhhhh and they have crazy mad bed breaking sex. and they're in love. either right away, or after dancing around each other with growing sexual tension, as usual. yeah... just think that'd make a great fic. anyway.
HELLO I TOOK SO LONG TO ANSWER BECAUSE THIS IDEA MADE ME INSANE AND THEN I FELL ASLEEP
anon u have no idea what this does to me, a greek myth nerd to the core, i have had this thought SO MANY TIMES. I agree that it'd make a great fic, and I have definitely seen it thrown around a few times in the wild - and beautiful art made of it - honestly with the way u wrote this ask...... i'd read it if u wrote it too..... 🧍
My thoughts on the au are that it is soooo perfect. Kaveh wanting to leave his mark on the world, but also wanting to ease a loneliness he can't quite admit to having, to himself or to others; making this ideal man (in form) but who cannot speak to him. In a way it's good, his ideals can't be questioned nor his motives but the more he works on him, the more time he spends molding that strong brow or long nose, carving every tall inch into a person, he just longs for him more to be vocal and real and alive. And some days it feels like he /is/, and his eyes are so bright even in their emptiness, and he's never felt the same kind of yearning tension looking into real shining irises as he does in this marble now, like it's looking right back. Maybe Kaveh is going insane but also maybe so am I you know because RAAAHHHH I need it sm akdjhfdkh
Also yes so true, the bed would never survive akjhbnfjfghf but fr, any greek myth idea gets me going WILD, unhinged, mad etcetcetc tysm for sending me this I am ascending into the sky as i type this reply bless
