#dear god aventurine

[nemoys]

the fact that ratio tried to pull the gun away from aventurine's chest, but he pushed it back and widens his eyes with insanity... that's an intense first fucking meeting

[opikiquu]

(rocking back and forth in the corner of an empty room) save me white boy save me white boy save me white boy s

oh my god. OH MY GOD. OH MY GOODNESS GRACIOUS . BOY.

[sweet-honey-fruit]

Happy Valentine’s Day ❤️

Surprising Star Rail men with a lingerie on the most romantic day of the year

w/: Aventurine, Blade, Dr. Ratio, afab!reader

Genshin version here 🫶

Warnings: NSFW minors DNI, face fucking (Blade), called ‘good pet’ (Blade), hints of possessiveness (Blade), blowjob (Blade), hints of dom/sub (all of them), vaginal fingering (Aventurine), called ‘babydoll’ (Aventurine), d in v (Dr. Ratio), creampie (Dr. Ratio)

Got carried away with Aventurine, whoops.

Masterlist: xxx

Dividers by @/cafekitsune

Aventurine ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - Aventurine was normally the one pulling out the surprises. Especially on special days like Valentine’s Day. Taking you out to a fancy restaurant, taking you to all of your favorite places, and especially taking you to bed to show just how much he loves you. It’s not often that he’s the one who gets surprised. So when you stopped him when he closed the bedroom door, and you stripped out of your clothes, revealing the erotic lingerie that hung on your body; he was as surprised as he could be. He wasn’t about to let this opportunity go to waste.

He’s quick to push you back onto the bed, crawling on top and giving you a dazed look. The mere sight of you is enough to turn him into a needy disaster. His hands caress your plush thighs. Just enough pressure to tease you, and to make you throb with need. It’s, frankly, annoying. You gave him a gift and he has the nerve to mess around like this? Not even letting you feel a hint of his cock against your soaking hole. You fight back a scowl. Yet as attentive as he is, he notices, and he can’t help but to laugh.

“You’re the one who wanted to play this game, don’t tell me you’re getting heart broken because you’re losing,” He spreads your legs apart with a form of desperation that he’s trying so hard to hide. Although it’s obvious with the way his fingers dig into your skin, leaving behind a bruising pain that causes you to buck your hips up for any kind of friction. His breathing shakes at the sight of the thin fabric clinging to your wetness at the movement, emphasizing the shape your pussy.

He dips down, leaving feather-light kisses up and down your neck while his body encases yours under him. It’s addicting, the feeling of his lips against your hot neck. It leaves you dizzy, hand gripping onto his head, grinding your hips against his own.

“Ah ah ah,” His hand forces your waist back down, a strong hold held as a warning, “Don’t think just because you caught me off guard with such an eye-catching thing that you’re the one who gets to call the shots babydoll.”

The low, teasing laugh against your ear was enough to make you cum on the spot. The way he was holding you down so effortlessly, the way his other hand teased your soaked slit, it was all so subtle yet was driving you mad with a desperate desire. Then when his fingers plunge inside of you, fucking you in all the right spots and making your vision black out just from how good it feels. Aventurine doesn’t let up either, oh no. He likes seeing you wither under him like this. Especially when you had the audacity to believe that you were on the good end of the deal.

Blade ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - If life itself is punishment, then dear god he doesn’t want to spend it any other way. Not when you’re kneeling before him in a lingerie that leaves so little to the imagination that it’s ethereal. Not when you’re leaving feather-light kisses over his growing bulge, muttering ‘I love you’ and ‘Happy Valentine’s Day’ with a love-stricken look. He’ll happily take this life with you.

His hand finds its way into your hair as your mouth finds its way around his cock. His touch is gentler than what it normally is. The way his fingers massage into your scalp feels more like a caress than anything else. He’s cherishing the celebration, the display that you happily allowed him to see. Only him, only for him. That mere thought elicits a soft moan out of him. Your tongue swirls around his tip, whimpering at the sweet taste of his precum. He hums appreciatively, pressing your head back down agaisnt his growing hardness. Despite the surprise from the sudden switch of demeanor, your eyes are glazed over with desire. Yet his hold tightens nonetheless, pushing you down even further till your nose is pressed up agaisnt the base. You take it all the way, sucking harder like the good pet you are. His hips rut up against your mouth, drawing his dick in and out in a slow yet rough pace. Your eyes remain locked with his, moaning and drooling and impatiently touching yourself through the lingerie.

“You’re so pretty,” He moans out, his other hand reaching down to cup your face, “For me. So pretty for me, only me.”

Dr. Ratio ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ - Usually a man with great composure, that title was long lost the moment he saw you in the revealing, skin tight lingerie. He practically tore your panties away the moment he had you on the bed, only leaving on the bra that encases your sensitive breasts. He wanted you so bad, and that's evident with how he's rubbing the head of his cock up and down your soaked hole, letting your slick drip down the base.

Ever so slowly he pushes his dick in, a heavenly groan mixing with your pornographic moan. His lips trail up your body, leaving goosebumps behind. They're slow and calculating, kissing the most sensitive of places just so he can feel you clench around his cock. With a soft sigh he thrusts in. It's gradual, sensational and loving. It's so loving the way he holds your hand, kisses your lips, rub gentle circles on your thighs as he fucks into your needy hole.

He's throwing every ounce of love and appreciation he can with every touch, ever thrust, and moan and groan that he can force out of you; he may not be good with expressing how he feels about you, but he won't waste this opportunity to properly show you. Not when you went through the effort to please him like this.

"There you go, relax," He shushes your babbling, loving the way your erotic noises mix with his hips snapping against yours, "Let me show you how much I love you."

He doesn't stop, not when you cum over and over, leaving you a squirming, cock-drunken mess. Not when he spills his seed into you so much that it's spilling out of you, coating his cock in a mixture of your wetness and his semen. Not when he glides his finger over the mixture and presses it into your mouth to lick clean. He loves you, he's going to make sure you're taught that.

[esthercore]

Sweetness Overload!! (HSR Men and Cute Stuff they do!)

Argenti has the most exquisite house (spaceship) garden, making you the prettiest flowers weekly, and jotting on a note, what each flowers symbolizes. He also often likes making you flower crowns or random flower art, and will tear up if you do the same.

Aventurine before you start dating liked making a whole show of constantly calling you wrong names every time making your frustrated with him, except when he tucks his coat around shoulders after he find you slumped in front of your computer during overtime, dead asleep, whispering a good night, and sweet affirmations, checking your breath and finally uttering an 'i love you' once he confirms you are asleep. I think after 173 total posts this is the first time i wrote aventurine not being depressed or traumatizing him more lol.

Blade makes sure everyone knows you are his. You two out in public? He will be all over you, arm around you shoulder or simply clutching you from behind, as you two walk, he likes holding you whenever. You are rarely seen out alone, in public, if ever. He likes being with you as much as he can. Good things barely exist in his life, so he's gonna hoard you all to himself.

Boothill remember everything you say or do, your likes and dislikes? Can list all in his sleep. Each and every order you place in your favorite restaurants? Saved in his cloud storage. Every single important date? Your birthday, your first kiss, the first time he met you, the first time you hold hands, your anniversary, everything.

Dan Heng is an amazing listener. Every trouble you got, just tell him all about it and let him kiss them away. He's an empath and will help you mentally deal with your struggles. After everything he has faced in and even before the shackling prison, the last thing want is for his lover to face anything remotely as same, so very protective too. Also, he loves your voice, love hearing you speaks, loves to fall asleep to it, and to wake to your pretty voice. His fav place to kiss you is your throat,

Dan Feng liked to doll up and gift shiny stuff to his little mate. Anytime he sees any pretty accessory or clothes, he will bring them home, almost a hoarding problem. Loved to see you in the stuff in brought you, or enjoy any of his gifts. The high elder's mate was very popular for the way they were dressed like a god/goddess head to toe with jewelers and the best garments in all the Xianzhou ships.

Dr Ratio other than the hundreds of your statues he made, he likes to learn about all your interests. Any subject you like, any conspiracy theory, any fictional book you are reading, any game/tv show lore, he wants to know it. There is knowledge in everything, and by knowing about your interests more, he would learn about more, and he desperately wants that.

Gallagher names all of his drinks after you. Something sweet? It's name after something he likes about you. Spicy? Something that makes you feisty. Bitter? Something you hate. The entire bar staff, especially Siobhan likes to tease you for it.

Gepard likes to draw for you, like a little child, 2 stick figures holding hand. Little picture of his dear family of 4 (you him and his sister), and stuff like that. Will cry if you put those drawings on the refrigerator or frame it, that's literally make his inner child so happy after the abuse he suffered in his childhood.

Jiaoqiu likes talking about you. Anyone and everyone who knows him or get to talk to him for more than 5 minutes, will know how amazing you are and how much he loves you.

Jing Yuan loves holding you. Just sit in his lap play your games on your phone and let him nap, his head resting on your shoulders, he can spend an eternity like this. He is his happiest when you're in physical contact with him, too much tome away from you and gets antsy and pouty like a kid, though he don't show that exteriorly, for the sake of his reputation, but for Yanqing it's quite obvious.

Luocha loves to take care of you. Feed you, help you groom, help you with any tasks, everything, nor is he the type to shy away from complimenting you, he is a merchant, he words are beautiful and filled with flattery almost like those anime butlers. You are his little prince/princess and he makes sure you know that with how special he makes you feel.

Moze will give the chocolate end of his ice cream cone. This man is very self sacrificing for his love. You are his top priority, and in his his you are worth more than him himself. His happiness in entirely based on yours.

Sampo like to make chocolates for you. Very random, I know, but each valentines day, he with the help of the moles, makes you homemade chocolate, even go as far as to craft the box for you. They are not the best nor the prettiest, but it comes from the bottom of his heart, also he surprisingly buys all the ingredients too rather than stealing them, so you better apprecite it.

Sunday loves to either sing or you to sleep, he would yap and yap, his voice so melodious, the lullaby he sings so calming and nostalgoc, taking you in his arms, and gently petting you. Other than his sister when she was a child, you are the only one blesses enough to hear this bird chirp.

Welt trying to use gen z or gen alpha slangs and failing (definitely tried using 'skibidi ' or 'rizz' unironically), trying to imitate the express trio's speach pattern, so he can be cool, and match up with you, despite his withering bones. Kiss the grandpa and appreciate his efforts.

I will write nasty Dottore smut to cleanse my sins of writing fluff soon! The next post will should be very big, so I hope I can complete before falling asleep.

[tim-shii]

a/n: my beau, the love of my life 🫂 little smth before i go to war (finals is in two days) ,, AAAAAA i love aven so much hes so precious hes so dear to me MY BELOVED !! hes canonically a messy sleeper 😋 hes so silly bf oml

aventurine looks so ethereal right now. well, he’s always been beautiful. but in this light? with how the beams from the sun highlights his features, aventurine looks gorgeous.

he’s sleeping soundly, too. pajama shirt nearly unbuttoned because of how much he twist and turn in his sleep. blonde locks messily sprawled over the pillow and his forehead. he’s so endearing. it takes everything in you just to not wake him with a shower of aggressive kisses all over his pretty face.

usually, you’ll let him sleep in. however, today’s itinerary is quite full and busy so a few more minutes of sleep will indeed hurt.

“wake up, sleeping beauty.” you sit on the edge of the bed hovering over him, your pointer finger repeatedly poking his cheek. when he doesn’t move an inch, you gently blow air in his ear. grinning widely once he shudders. slowly after that, aventurine flutters open his eyes. squinting at the morning light, blindly patting around for your hand.

“g’morning.” he murmurs, arms snaking around your waist, pulling you close. aventurine nuzzles in your neck, his lips leaving short kisses on your skin. an attempt to coax you back to bed.

“good morni— no, no. you need to get up.” you hold his face and pull him away from your personal bubble. his cheeks are squished against your palms, you have the urge to sink your teeth into them. “it’s robin’s concert today and we promised to come over for her album release lunch party.”

“you promised her.”

“and you are my official plus one to everything.” you bite one of his cheeks and aventurine lets you. he loves you too much to deny you of anything. he also really loves affection from you so this situation is more beneficial for him than for you.

“so i’m just a pretty thing for you to flaunt around?” he turns his head in your hold in order to land a kiss on your inner wrist, his gaze affectionate and soft as they bore into you.

“my pretty lover whose presence i always want around? yes, you are.” finally, you lean down to kiss him. aventurine sighs at the feeling of your lips on his. he can taste the coffee you must’ve had before you went to wake him up.

“okay, enough.” you pull away. instantly, he frowns like a child whose candy got stolen. he tries to chase after you but a hard bite on his nose is enough to make him back down (he sends you a glare though). “get up. we still have to pick up veritas on the way.”

“he’s a grown man. he can drive himself there.”

“apparently, he was grading papers until 4am. he is in no condition to drive, baby.” you walk away from him after a last kiss on his lips. aventurine groans, annoyed that his sleep got interrupted and he felt like your kisses weren’t enough. he needs more than five kisses to fully function in a day. he pats around the bed for his phone, arm lazily hitting the pillows scattered around the bed.

as he clicks on the power button, his jaw drops in disbelief. you.. how could you….

“it’s five in the morning! why— it’s still too early!”

“you kicked me off the bed! it’s payback!”

“you’re such a menace, oh my god.”

“love you, baby! come down! breakfast is waiting.”

likes and reblogs are appreciated! masterlist

[fortunatelyenchantingtaco]

2.1 spoilers!!!!

One of the reasons im so touched by Aventurine’s story is that in the end he is praying to the Avgin goddess. In Honkai gods are real powerful entities, not strictly religions. You may not believe in Aeon but still be blessed by them, or you can walk far on their path and be glanced at. Considering Preservation, Elation and even Harmony expressed interest in Aventurine, its so fucking dear to me that he still chose the religion of his people instead of drawing power from someone else.

He specifically chooses the identity and belief of his people even if he knows drawing power from literally any other Aeon would help him more

[woundedoves]

Hello! I don't know if this is allowed but I would like to request a Dr. Ratio x Reader ( !male or !gn) x Aventurine

Dr. Ratio as a CEO/famous person and Aventurine as a bodyguard. Dr Ratio has an assistant, the reader, and Dr. Ratio gets horny because he has the feels for the reader. So Dr. Ratio fucks reader in his office. Aventurine gets hard and reader notices and readers wants Aventurine to join. So this fic is basically voyeurism hehe (my fav). You could add any other kink you would like

I hope you could write this 😓😣 but if not then that's okay!! Love your other fics btw ❤️

Dr. Ratio x Bottom GN!Reader x Aventurine (NSFW)

a/n: omg i loved writing this, i hope its to your liking!!! shoot me an ask if you’d like a part 2<3

CW: office sex, aventurine watches and then joins in, throat fucking, creampie (cmon its a dove fic)

Being Dr. Ratio’s beloved assistant comes with many great benefits, such as; getting your tight little hole ruined by his fat cock while you’re sprawled out on your back on his desk, while your security guard for this mission, Aventurine watches with his dick staining against the fabric of his tight pants. You swallow thickly as Ratio grips your hips, angling himself to hit that sweet spot of yours that has you moaning like a whore as you take his cock.

Ratio stops his movements for a second as he readjusts his glasses and throws a glance at Aventurine, huffing with a hint of annoyance, “Well dear gambler, are you just going to watch or would you like to make use of their throat?” Aventurine’s eyes flicker over your face and your naked form as he finally moves from his spot and tilts your head upwards by your chin, angling your mouth just right with his dick as he takes it out with a lewd moan that has you clenching Ratio’s dick, eliciting a groan from him in return as he resumes his assault on your hole.

“Open up, darling.” He coos as he slowly drives his cock into your eager mouth, groaning as you take his cock all the way to the base, your throat squeezing his dick just right. The cold leather of his gloves against your skin makes you shiver as he keeps your head in place and begins fucking your throat with slutty moans spilling from his mouth.

You moan onto his cock as you feel tears beginning to stream down your face, which makes him shiver with a soft gasp, “fuck, look at that, Doc. They take it so well huh?”, Ratio hisses as you clench around his cock again, the tip hitting your sweet spot again and again as you feel the pre-cum coat your walls, the slick sounds of your holes being fucked mixing with Ratio’s grunts and Aventurines whorish moans sends you to edge far too quickly as you cum with a choke around the blond’s dick, “Fuck– yes, oh God–” You feel Aventurine’s cock twitch inside your throat as his hips still and pumps his cum down your throat, your eyes roll back as Ratio moans your name as his cock throbs and with a final snap of his hips; fills your tight hole to the brim as well.

Aventurine pulls out with a satisfied hum as he bends down to kiss you, both of you moaning as he sucks on your tongue to taste his own cum, Ratio’s dick twitches with arousal, still inside you as he watches you both, face flushed.

[arsonlookers]

Unrequited?

Aventurine x Drunk jealous Fem! reader

warnings: supposed unrequited, alcohol intake, angst to comfort, jealous reader, drunk reader, a lot of kissing, teasing, no beta we die like Folcalor

Aventurine had invited you to join him at the local bar, dressed in his usual attire designed to captivate attention. Little did he know that your reluctance to help stemmed from your own hidden desire, secretly wishing it was you that he sought.

"come on," Aventurine whined, his voice laced with a playful tone that you knew all too well. "Can't you lend a hand to your dear friend in need? All I'm asking is for a small favor. Just ask her for her number, that's all!"

"no" You said looking at him clearly pissed off

"Come ooonnn! I only ask you for this sort of thing a couple times. Just step up and take control already! It's not difficult, I swear. All you have to do is ask her, and bam, we've got her number. What's so hard about that?"

"a Lot" you mumble under your breath but he does not heard about that so you rolled your eyes and say

"….why do you need her number anyways"

"Why do I need her number?" Aventurine says in a mock-offended voice, and you notice the faintest hint of a smirk on his face. "Well, let's just say that I'm interested in her. I'm planning on asking her out, if that's not too much to ask."

As you heard this you just kept your silence and stared at him inside clearly heartbroken by what he previously said

"I'm just going to go walk over to her and see if I can't get her number… and you just watch," Aventurine says in a self-assured tone. "And when I succeed, you'll see me as a total stud." he says with smug in it

You sigh and says " if you lose then You will grant me one wish"

inside your heart, you wished for his loss any Gods above, you are already begging to let you win against him once...Just once...

Aventurine pauses, considering what you have just said. He then chuckles and says, "I like it. Deal! But just remember… I'm going to win this. Just watch me." he says with pride in his voice so sure that he will win this bet

"…. wish you not" you mumble under your breath

Aventurine laughs and then exclaims, "So you concede defeat already, eh? No, no… not this time. I'm going over there to win her over!"

Aventurine then strides confidently toward the girl you've both been talking about.

And you did nothing but sit on the stool and couldn't do a thing to stop him as he walked far away from you and approached another woman to entertain himself with.

You stand up and go to your own private room which the two of you shared.

all you can do is sit down and drink to your heart's content only with the feeling of bitterness, jealousy, and heartache swirling inside your chest. evident to your face as how much pain you are feeling right now so to distract yourself you drink, Drink, DRINK, DRink one after the other feeling tipsy from the alcohol but you don't care you just want to forget these feelings you harbor for the blonde and how much pain he has caused inside your heart just by asking other woman's number

After a few minutes, Aventurine returns and enters the private room with a grin on his face. He says, "Well, I certainly didn't make it easy for myself, but she finally gave me her number. Now I can finally call her whenever I want."

he was stunned by the side once he arrived in front of you. You have already drunk 4 bottles of Rum displayed by your table and a half-empty one occupying your left hand.

Seeing you drowned in alcohol, Aventurine's playful mood immediately changes to one of genuine concern. He walks over to you gently takes the drink from your hand, and with concern in his voice, asks, "… are you alright?"

Aventurine says as he takes a seat next to you.

"none of your concern but heyy~ you won haha" You look at the side, with a tone of mocking him in the last words. trying to hide the pain of heartbreak by just listening to him ramble about another woman.

"Yeah, I definitely won," Aventurine says with a smirk, ignoring the mocking tone. "But, come on, are you really alright? You've been drinking a lot. I'm just asking out of concern."

"yeah yeah haha" drunk slurs in every word leaves in your mouth not even caring about what he is saying

he looks at you intently and decided

"Alright, that's enough." Aventurine takes the drink from your hand, placing it off to the side. "You've had enough drinks for the night. You're practically drunk and not even making sense. Just listen to me and stop drinking so much, alright?"

"heyyyyy!! thats mine!!" You tried to get the drink out of his hand "Don't take it away!! Thatss Mine!!!"

he pushes you away with his right hand to distance you away from his physique and the bottle in his left hand.

"I'm taking it away because you have had too much to drink," Aventurine says firmly. "Just… please listen to me and stop drinking so much. You've already had a lot, and I'm getting concerned about your health…"

"health? hahaha better of dead hahaha~ so give me that !! AND LET ME FORGET!!!" You sound desperate you want to forget about this pain and the idea of him being taken away at least you want to express yourself once for him but here you are being taken away from your pleasure, the medicine/cure of your sad heart.

"Not gonna happen. You need to sober up, no more drinks for you," Aventurine says, his voice now taking on a tone of authority. He quickly moves the drink even further away from your reach and shakes his head in disappointment. "Come on… you're being really stubborn. Drinking is never the answer to your problems…"

You glared at him with hatred

You stubbornly reached out for the drink not even listening to all his banter as you tried to reach out you slipped and made both of you fall to the ground making the bottle shatter into pieces and the drink spill all over, but the most concerning part is that you were sitting in a position straddling his stomach as he falls in his back fall flat under you.

Aventurine notices the blood slowly trickling down alongside your cheek, and his heart skips a beat in concern. He quickly grabs his handkerchief to wipe away the blood, and asks quietly, "… are you alright? The glass cut your face, didn't it? You're bleeding…"

"stop being concerned" Hiccup* you said apathetically trying so hard not to fall for him harder than you already have, all you can see right now is a pretty boy concerned for your wellbeing under your body being pressed by your thighs.

"I can't help it, though," Aventurine says, a look of worry and concern still on his face as he attempts to clean away more of the blood with a napkin. "I care for you, you know? I can't just let you get cut by some broken pieces of glass. That's dangerous…"

"no you…dont" HIccup* "you…dont care at alllll" Your drunkly accurate self already breaking persona and ready to express everything and anything now. too drunk to think twice about what you are about to say next. not after seeing him under you of course~

"Don't say that…" Aventurine says, his tone becoming more serious as he attempts to wipe away the blood with the napkin, which is doing little to clean up the wound. "I do care… even when you're like this, I care. It hurts me to see you hurt yourself like this…"

"stop" you said not believing one word coming from his mouth

he looks at you straight in the eyes

"But it's true, I do care…" Aventurine says, his voice growing softer in tone as he finishes wiping away the remaining blood from your face, and then he reaches up to feel the cut on your cheek.

you mumble your words of concern, your pain, your sorrow but he doesn't understand one bit of your rambling without even noticing that you are just talking to yourself.

"You make no sense at all," Aventurine sighs as he places his hand on the top of your head, running his fingers through your hair.

"Can't be me? hiccup*" This time he can hear you and understand you fine

he looks at you confused by what you want to say to him. intently and patiently listening to you.

"hiccup* is that all am I? Hiccup*" As you keep talking with your words, it keeps getting cut off by you, so he ends up not understanding what you wanted to mean.

tears fall from your eyes as all feelings are just all around the place wanting to get out the burden you have been feeling all this time the feelings you always wanted to express since the day he started to just randomly ask other girls numbers in your face " Hiccup* why can't I hiccup* be her? or other Hiccup* not Hiccup* your Hiccup* type?"

Aventurine becomes silent and is taken aback by your tearful and emotional response. The last thing he ever expected to happen was for you to start crying that hard. He quickly looks up at you in surprise, and he says quietly,  ".. are you really feeling that way? Are you... jealous?"

"mmmmnoot jelouuuushh" You tried to denied with your slurs and drunkness

"You sound jealous…" Aventurine says, his voice becoming softer in tone once again as he reaches up to run his fingers through your hair. "You sound like you really wish you could be her… that you wish you were in her position… that it was you who caught my attention… not her…"

"huhhhhhhh??? nooooot jeloushhhh" this time you reallyy tried hard to deny his words "No! Imm Notsss"

"Why not just admit it? You really are jealous aren't you?" Aventurine says with a slight chuckle, his tone now taking on a teasing and playful note. "That's not such a bad thing, you know? I mean, you could have feelings for me… maybe even…"

you look at him actually pouting in his words "anddd wh Hiccup* what if I hiccup* am"

"Well, if you are in fact jealous… then that can only mean one thing, right?" Aventurine asks with a teasing and playful tone as he leans forward, his face just a few inches away from yours. "You like me… don't you?"

"bassshhhtarrrd" was all you can come up with as panics sets inside your drunken brain because of how close he is with you

"Come on, you can't fool me. I can see it in your eyes. What were all those tears about, anyway? Were you really that sad that you couldn't be close to me? That you weren't the person that I was flirting with?" he said with a tone of As a matter Of Fact

"sooooo whattthhh hmmm???" you glared at him drunkenly and pushes you pointy finger into his chest

"Oh, so you do like me?" Aventurine says with a smug and teasing grin. "I knew it… so then… does that mean you actually want me to pick you over her? Do you really want to be the one I give my attention to?"

"you wonnnttt do that anywayyyy" you mumble with slurs but he still understands your uncoherent words [a miracle if you tell me]

"And why is that?" Aventurine asks with a smirk, his tone becoming more teasing and playful. "You think I would choose some random woman over someone as special as you?"

"didnt youu justtt doo thattt that" you pouts

"Huh, fair point, but that was different…" Aventurine says with a sly smile on his face, leaning in even closer to you now. "See… you and I are more… well, let's just say we have known each other far longer than I have known her. And you're more fun to be around. I actually want to get to know you more, you know? I want to be with you, not her…"

Looks at him not believing his words at one bit, kind of a glare half a stare

"Okayyy, fine. Fine, fine, fine. Yeah, I flirted with her first and got her phone number. But that's not important. What's important is that she's not you. Don't you see what I'm saying?"

Aventurine smiles and leans in a few inches more, his soft breath tickling your cheek.

You push him back by the palm of your hands away from your face

"meannniii you triedd to make me asked her numberrrrss!! " You said incoherently too drunk to care for grammar and how you sound since this time you are starting to become desperate to let your feelings out

He looks at you puts his hands on yours the one you put in his face and holds them tight

"Well, there's a reason for that…" Aventurine replies with a smug grin, his eyes twinkling playfully. "You see, I was trying to get you to talk to her and get her number. But that was to see how you would react. I… I did it to get a reaction from you, you know? Did you really think someone as smart as me would really have you ask for her number? I knew you would get jealous… and that I could finally get that admission of affection from you…"

"You're mean!!!! " You shouted a little and pouted at him

He looks at you thinking you are really acting adorable right now

"bllehhhh" you stick out your tongue and said "dont like you"

"Oh, is that so? Because I could swear you were just drunkenly confessing your feelings to me earlier," Aventurine says with a knowing smirk, placing his hand on the side of your cheek. "Tell me… what would I have to do to have you admit that you like me? Would I need to… kiss you?"

"A kiss from you!!! is not enough!!" but you can feel your face heating up not from the alcohol but from the thought that he suggest kissing you to make you forgive him ... To Kiss You... */////* you feel like dying right now.

"Really?" He sounds teasing and he finds your blushing Soooo cute he just wants to bite you! or more~

"My kiss is not enough?" He repeated what you said to clarify with a knowing smirk on his face

You nod blushingly not wanting to look at him at all

He puts his hand on your cheeks to make you look at him hazily

"So You want more~ than a kiss from me?" This time he is clear about his intentions he looks at you longingly wanting answers and wants to hear you say it ' I WANT YOU'

waiting patiently for you, On the other hand, you are just processing what he just said you don't know what type of answer he wants but you blatantly said what first comes to your mind

"I-" Before you can even say a word he grabs your wrist pulls you in for a kiss and puts his hand on the back of your head so that you wont be breaking the kiss soon.

he deepened the kiss by licking and biting your bottom lips asking for an entrance as he keeps his gaze with yours.

inside, you already feel sober enough to know what's going on, you can feel yourself starting to want and desire more, feeling flustered and lost in belief on everything, you parted your lips for him to enter and enjoy you.

As you parted your lips he didn't waste more time and deepened the kiss more, swirling his tongue with yours and exploring your mouth.

Feeling breathless and flustered you wrapped your arms around his neck and also deepened the kiss like he did, you pulled him in closer. Your hands tangle with his hair and also wrap and twirl his hair on your fingers, at the same time tugging on it.

"mmm~" hearing your moans Aventurine feels more motivated to make you feel and hear from you. Any melody that comes out from you that he caused, he loves to hear and feel it.

He breaks the kiss a while later but never loosens his grip on the back of your head, as his other hand starts to wander around your hips and back.

his touches makes you shivers and shudder which he notices and smirked on, his eyes never leaving your flustered face.

"so beautiful," he says breathlessly

You stared unto his, magenta and cyan eyes with black-slitted pupils.

And he stared back, not breaking contact, and admired your eyes like it's the most beautiful color he has ever seen.

"what? did you fall for me a second time, darling?" he smirked and had this teasing tone in his voice as he chuckles.

You stared at him, and your eyes scanned his face, realizing how sweat fell by the side of his face, how his hair stuck to his forehead because of the sweat, how ragged and uneven his breaths were, and how he kept looking at you with that smirk. how beautiful he is right in front of you right now.

"yes" you said quietly admitting how you could feel your heartbeat fasten and how attractive he looked right now.

After a while of staring you rested your head on his shoulder hiding how red your face was.

he chuckles and also nuzzles his face on your shoulder "you're so adorable right now, darling" he mumbles

Aventurine can hear his own heartbeat and how he feels so hot against you, he loves you too much... he was just teasing you and wanted you to confess first but right now he can't wait anymore. You are making this hard for him, to act nonchalant and unbothered.

he sighed and pulled you off, now staring at you he kissed your cheek and licked your injury a while ago.

By this action, you can feel your heartbeats take pace. after he pulled that off You touched your reddened cheeks and said flustered "Why? why so sudden?"

he chuckles "Hahahahaha, you are so cute right now, darling" He has this genuine smile you have never seen over the years the two of you are together as partners.

this widens your eyes and makes you flustered more.

"Please, stop teasing me" you hide your face with your hands trying to shy away

he touches your hands and wrist just to pulled it off and pulled you in for another unexpected kiss this time gentle and soft.

you close your eyes and feels his lips against yours, after the gentle kiss breaks you look him in the eye and confessed

"I love you, aventurine" This time feeling super sober

he chuckles back with the gentle smile you have never seen before, he touches your face and puts his forehead against yours.

He looked you in the eye and said "I know silly..."

He closes his eyes and breathes deeply, he opens his eyes again and this time pulled you for another kiss gently.

Feeling your lips against his, your soft lips against his. He will treasure this moment, forever.

He breaks the kiss and looks you in the eye.

"I love you too, silly partner" he chuckles as his eyes shines the brightest that night

You can feel his heartbeat in sync with yours, maybe it's the alcohol, maybe it's the lights playing tricks on you, or maybe... no....this is genuine, you wish this is not a dream.

So you did the most reasonable thing you can think right now.

You kiss him, pulling him in more, feeling him more as your hands venture everywhere on him, from his head to his face and down to his neck and shoulder.

And so does he, He pulled and didn't resist your touch and lets you take actions as he sees fit.

his hands travels on you, from twirling your hair to touching your body and starts to get down to your waist and hips down to your thigh.

The kiss became heated and heated ragged breaths and unstable touching all over each other's body.

As the two of you continued being intoxicated with each other's touch, the night was young for the two of you.

It seems like no one will be disrupting your passionate night anytime soon, all who would dare enter the room and disturb you two will surely be punished.

And so does tomorrow and other days to come.

After a very so passionate night with Aventurine- I mean Kakavasha, he actually told you his real name, so that It would be the name you would be screaming all night long and so would other nights to come.

"You're all mine tonight and forever, darling~...I love you..." He said as he gave you his and your release that night~.

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[aurae-rori]

I HAD AN AVENTIO VISION

imagine aventurine driving recklessly in a speedy car and ratio holding on for dear fucking life shouting "OH MY FUCKING GOD" as they drive away from the police because aventurine did something SO fucking illegal. GAS GAS GAS I'M GONNA STEP ON THE GAS-

[ironunderstands]

Here’s my comparison of Acheron, Aventurine and Ratio that I made in 2.1 which I forgot to upload here lol, I would like you to know my thoughts then because OH BOY HAS THIS AGED WELL

Aventurine, Acheron, Ratio and what the Nihility means to them

(Inspired by a convo I had with @aoxizu on Tumblr!)

The ending scene of the 2.1 update (the one featuring the black hole) is perhaps one of my favorite in all of fiction. I genuinely adore the way it was done and what it says about both the characters and life itself. This game has THEMES and by god did they come through then. So, I want to go over why I love it so much, and why it’s such a vital moment for Acheron, Aventurine and Ratios characters.

First, some context. Prior to Aventurine’s and Acheron’s conversation, Aventurine was taking the riskiest gamble of his life. Prior to the confrontation between him, Acheron and the Astral Express, Aventurine set up a plan to try and get to the secret at the heart of Penacony, as well as provide a ruse for Topaz and Jade to do, well whatever they planned on doing, the ending scene says they came there to “harvest”, so in 2.2 I assume we will find out what exactly that entails.

In order for this plan to work, Aventurine needed his cornerstone and to trick Sunday, so pre-2.0 he went to Dr. Ratio to include him in this plan, and set up a fake betrayal to fool Sunday and allow him to keep the Aventurine stone, with the Jade and Topaz stones also being acquired pre-Penacony. We know this because of Aventurine’s conversation with Topaz post 1.4 Belabog mission in which he requests her help in Penacony, something which we didn’t get confirmation on whether or not she accepted until 2.1, in which it’s revealed that one of the Cornerstones in the box is Topaz, meaning when they got confiscated in 2.0 she had already accepted his offer (we can assume a similar situation for Jade). 

Essentially, everything had been going according to plan for IPC (even if Aventurine was absolutely not having a fun time during it), Ratio even says as much, stating that the IPC is pleased to hear of his death sentence, so that part of the confrontation was already predetermined. This leaves Aventurine with one final gamble, hoping the Astral Express and Acheron take the bait, and that they will try and stop him from destroying the entire dreamscape, which if Acheron acts on it, he could entire the true dreamscape to find the truth, as only an emanator could break through the power of the harmony. 

Luckily for Aventurine, the gamble pays off and Aventurine does indeed draw her blade, both stopping him and sending them both into another plane entirely, it’s there in which one if my favorite scenes in fiction ever occurs. 

You see, even if Aventurine planned this all from the start, he hasn’t exactly been having a fun time while doing it. Being sentenced to death and then slowly hallucinating on Harmony sh1t until the manifestations of your past self and your present doubt and insecurities come to haunt you isn’t exactly fun for anyone, especially Aventurine. 1) Because his backstory is horrifically tragic and being faced with a reminder that you will never feel secure or valued or truly happy would be enough to erode away the psyche of anyone 2) A version of himself which claims to be his future, but is more like a personification of how much Aventurine doubts and hates himself. It’s even more telling that this isn’t the first time he has talked to this version of him, in fact it saved his life several times, meaning one of Aventurine’s driving motivations is his own self loathing. 

A trait that on the surface you don’t think he would have, Aventurine plays the role of the confident, unflappable gambler who always wins, when in reality his other hand is under the table, clutching his chips for dear life (something I quite literally paraphrased from the game). 

Therefore, going into this conversation, Aventurine is more relieved than anything, yet another one of his gambles paid off, but now he will have to see how to go from there, and that’s when Acheron’s advice comes in. She’s not stupid, and immediately recognizes that he won (or at least got what she wanted), and that killing him is meaningless, it’s not his time yet. However, what Aventurine is really focused on is the fact that out of all the emanators he could have come across, the one he faces now is an emanator of nihility.

And well, in the face of overwhelming nihility, one’s own value comes into question yet again, and that’s something Aventurine doesn’t even need the aeon for to ask. So, he talks to Acheron, as IX isn’t exactly going to answer, but she might know. Now, I’m just going to lay out the dialogue (then explain it obviously) because it’s genuinely amazing. 

Aventurine starts out by asking Acheron if she is an emanator of nihility, and I find her response to be really interesting. She doesn’t view herself as someone chosen by IX, as nihilism (the feeling of meaningless) envelops everyone equally, but she has simply walked in their shadow longer, tainted on the feeling. This leads Aventurine to question if this is the end, as if life has lost all meaning, in the face of overwhelming nihility, would that mean he’s dead?

Luckily Acheron immediately disagrees, stating that this is merely a manifestation of IX, not the end (he’s not dead guys idk how anyone can think that). However Aventurine still questions if his death has been determined, but Acheron doesn’t promise it. She mulls over his plan and and Aventurine asks her why she thinks he did it, and Acheron believes it was to find a secret deeper than the dream “deaths: the Real Penacony. He wonders how she found out, and Acheron says it’s the trailblazer’s identity which allowed her (and Aventurine) to come to this conclusion (we don’t yet know how this happened for either of them yet, but 2.2 should give answers).

They continue, Aventurine reveals that he believes the barrier the family built using the power of the harmony was not just to keep death out but the nightmare that is the real dreamscape. That the Memory Zone is simply a vast island built atop a violent ocean with the barrier keeping whatever nightmarish secrets from washing ashore. In order to break through this barrier and find the real dreamscape, which is why he kept killing himself earlier in the dream, but to no  avail. When Sparkle gave him the hint, he realized it was referring to Firefly, someone who had seen the other side and survived it, even if she was unable to let others know if it. It wasn’t proof of the families wrongdoing, but it was suspicious enough for him to try and get Acheron to kill him, rather than try and find the Meme to recreate Firefly’s death. 

Acheron points out just how insane this plan was, that if he hadn’t gotten lucky and crossed path with her, it wouldn’t have succeeded. Then, she commends him for playing it perfectly, pitting her perfectly against him and creating a plan that would be beneficial for the IPC no matter what happened, as even if he dies that would be great leverage. However, Aventurine disagrees with that last point, he truly can’t guarantee the IPCs success or even his own survival, that if she hadn’t drawn her blade it would have all be pointless. 

She’s doesn’t let him continue along this line of thought, what-ifs are pointless and he earned his ticket to the dreamscape. What matters now is what happens next, and Acheron asks him if he can return from the abyss (Childe reference?), but more importantly, she questioned if he has ever wavered, as even a gamble as seemingly insane as the one Aventurine just did seems to have not shaken him (from her POV, we know how terrified Aven was but everyone else minus maybe Ratio does). 

Aventurine tells her perhaps the most fundamental aspect of his character; he gambles simply because he has no other choice, betting on everything because he has nothing else to lose. Acheron tells him to wake up from this “dream” (aka find the true dreamscape), and she presumably goes to leave.

However (and this is my favorite part of the scene), he asks her one more question before she leaves, thinking she might know the answer as a pathstrider of nihility, “Why are we born in this world if it’s just to die?”

Her response is the best possible way you could answer this question. Acheron is an emanator of nihility, but she doesn’t think life is meaningless. The feeling of emptiness and pointlessness envelops everyone equally and that’s exactly why the nihility is pointless. It doesn’t matter that nothing matters, and we aren’t born into this world just to die. 

Aventurine still worries though, after all if the dice of fate will always roll to the same conclusion, then destiny is predetermined, so why struggle? Why does it matter?

Her answer again is not one he would expect, but one that absolutely makes sense. Acheron says the answer has been with Aventurine throughout his entire life and journey on Penacony, and that he’s already somewhat realized it. Aventurine said himself that sleep is a rehearsal of death, but people aren’t ready to welcome death, which is why they sleep to get a taste of it. Sleep is much like death, a realm of unreality in which anything might be possible within the dreams that define its existence. Death itself is an unreality, and nobody truly knows what it’s like to die, but dreams are the closest we might ever get before the end. Like Acheron says, in a way, dreams are just a preparation for death, a practice before it can be welcomed. 

However, much like how dreams can contain anything, even if we cannot choose to experience them or not, life itself is full of choices, regardless of if the ending is determined or not. Acheron understands that there are an infinite amount of things people cannot change before the end, but there are choices you can make up until it. Death is inevitable, but the life you live before it isn’t. This is what the words in red mean, both here and in my opinion, in general. 

Acheron reminds the trailblazer to make the right choice when time comes for it, in our first meeting with her. However, I don’t think the path we choose matters, but rather the the fact that we chose at all. Now the next paragraph will include a minor discussion of 2.2 leaks, so skip to the next slide if you don’t want to hear it. 

Sunday is getting a bossfight in 2.2, and it’s highly theorized that he works/believes in Ena the Order, especially because it looks like it’s their hand he’s touching in that one animation of the bossfight. Now here’s the thing, Order as a concept Chooses For You. I think the trailblazer making a decision is the thing that will save them and the rest of the gang, as within the face of an entity defined by limiting choice and free will, choosing to well, choose will save them (us?) and perhaps be the thing that gets the trailblazer acknowledged by the Harmony, a concept greater than Order. 

Anyways, after she says that, Acheron leaves Aventurine, saying the answer to his question was from his friend.

And Aventurine pulls out the vial from Dr. Ratio

The vial telling him that the only impossible thing in the dreamscape is dormancy (meaning the secrets from before are destined to rise and destroy the “island” that is Penacony.

The vial telling him to stay alive and wishing him the best of luck, which in the Chinese version is: 

Ratio answered both of Aventurine’s questions. The physical one, the one that pertains to Aventurines goals in Penacony, informing him of a vital aspect of the dreamscape that will help him win his gamble. But more importantly, he also answered Aventurine’s emotional one. What is the point of living? There is no real deeper meaning but to stay alive, survive and keep on living, because at the end of the day, that’s the only choice Aventurine can make, and that’s the one Ratio wants him to make.

Ratio Gives Aventurine A Reason To Live. 

Aventurine says that he has nothing left, his family is gone and he has nobody and nothing to fall back on which is why he gambles. But Acheron proves him wrong, he isn’t alone, she calls Ratio his “friend”, says that he’s the solution to his doubt. Someone caring about Aventurine is what saves his life, he walks into the massive black hole unafraid not because he holds some secret power or technique or trick, but because someone cares about him, and that someone taught him that caring about himself is enough. Aventurine didn’t need the power of an emanator to survive the true dreamscape, he only needed a friend, and the will to keep going that he realized from them. 

This is the true meaning of nihility, not that  Aventurine says that he has nothing left, his family is gone and he has nobody and nothing to fall back on which is why he gambles. But Acheron proves him wrong, he isn’t alone, she calls Ratio his “friend”, says that he’s the solution to his doubt. Someone caring about Aventurine is what saves his life, he walks into the massive black hole unafraid not because he holds some secret power or technique or trick, but because someone cares about him, and that someone taught him that caring about himself is enough. Aventurine didn’t need the power of an emanator to survive the true dreamscape, he only needed a friend, and the will to keep going that he realized from them. the universe is meaningless, but that regardless of if it has one or not, it doesn’t matter. It’s this realization that saves Acheron from losing herself like other emanators, it’s this realization that allows Aventurine to cross the event horizon of that manifestation of IX, and it’s this realization that I believe is why Dr. Ratio was never acknowledged by Nous: he was already treading the path of nihility without even realizing it. 

Now this is where my conversation with @aoxizu comes in, and I’m just gonna paste directly what they said because I think it’s amazing and everyone should read it, more importantly it’s what inspired this slideshow in the first place.

Ratio tells Aventurine to live despite everything because that’s the only thing he can do. It doesn’t matter how absurd life is, or how meaningless it all seems, choose to live anyways, because all you have are choices, and it doesn’t matter if they lead to some grand outcome or future or whatnot. To Ratio, life doesn’t, and shouldn’t care about that. Existence doesn’t need to make sense to be worth it, and that’s a sentiment both me, the characters and the og poster share.

Acheron is a lot like Ratio, she chooses to live despite having discovered the meaninglessness of the universe. In an existence seemingly black and white she chooses to paint the world red with her choices, accepting its reality and choosing to forge her own path rather than succumb to the madness. That’s why she says in her trailer, “there is no other choice but to move forward” and that’s because there really is no other choice, the universe doesn’t have some grand plan for anyone and you can’t turn back time to change anything, so all you can do is move forward.

My contribution! I’ve already kinda started but I do want to talk about how Ratio could be treading the path of nihility, but I’ll let this amazing post finish.

So yeah, amazing post, and I don’t think I could reword what they said in a better way than they did. Bringing up the philosophical aspects of this scene makes me really happy because they are so prominent, but most people aren’t really aware enough to notice. Absurdism is one of the driving inspirations behind the dreamscape, and it’s nice to see someone else besides you (see: my slideshow about Penacony and its American influences for an elaboration on this) bring it up. Honestly I think that philosophy fits Ratio far better than any of the Ancient Greek stuff you try to slap on him. Sure he obviously has the inspirations, but he’s closer in spirit to philosophers from the 1700s to now than them, a reinterpretation of Greek scholars rather than a copy of them. 

And this is where my idea that Ratio is a pathstrider of nihility (and he doesn’t even know it yet) comes in. He doesn’t view knowledge in the same way that pathstriders of Erudition do; knowledge for knowledges sake has never been something Ratio has cared about. Knowledge means something to Ratio because it allows people to better themselves, not because it has some sort of inherent value. That’s why he’s so determined to spread it, he wants everyone to reach their fullest potential, and dedicates his life to doing so. Regardless of if the universe has meaning or not, that doesn’t mean people can’t try and live their best lives, and that’s the philosophy Ratio truly believes in.

Moreover, this is why it’s so meaningful that Ratio is the one to help Aventurine, he’s teaching him something Ratio himself learned long ago when he got rejected by the Genius Society. Despite all of Ratio’s intellect and qualifications, he will never be good enough for them because he simply doesn’t view knowledge in the way they do. But instead of this meaninglessness (nihility) consuming him, Ratio dedicated his life to doing what brought him meaning and validation rather than searching for some hidden answers from the universe (specifically Nous).

And it’s not like he just accepted it happily. Ratio still wants their acknowledgement, and it still hurt (and hurts) him a lot to not have it, which is why I think he unknowingly strides the path of nihility. To Ratio, his view on knowledge is simply how knowledge is, and the fact that Nous will never perceive it in that way because his philosophy is more nihilistic than it is erudite is something Ratio might never come to terms with. But that’s ok. The point is that it’s ok, Ratio doesn’t need to be acknowledged or to understand the truth of the universe to be happy or do well for himself. Our universe might mean nothing and yeah that can and will suck, but existence is more valuable than some grand cosmic plan, and even if you don’t realize it, choosing to live is enough.

Continually, this reminds me of the conversation Aventurine had with his hallucination self, in which he told real Aventurine that him and Ratio are very similar. In a way, they are, both struggling to find meaning in their lives, and Ratio helps Aventurine find meaning in his without really even knowing how. Sure the note was meant to keep Aventurine going, but Ratio caused Aventurine to come to a conclusion that probably won’t find Ratio for a while. He helped Aventurine overcome nihility without even knowing it, without Ratio even realizing that THAT is the thing he has been struggling with, and the path he has been walking the whole time.

I really hope we get to see Ratio again, and at the very least I want a story quest for him because I want to analyze his brain under a microscope. Him and Acheron need to meet asap I want more Ratio content idc if everyone else in the fandom hates him I love him and he’s my pookie bear and I will write 3039493494 things about him when it comes to me UGHHHH. Anyways I didn’t know how end this so this is the ending yaaayyy! I hope you liked it and if you have any thoughts let me know! 

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Og post over! That was a long ass read and past me was absolutely cooking up a storm, oh god did this age well and I was right about or close to right about a lot of shit haha. Anyways I really do hope you enjoyed reading this, and this will hopefully provide some needed context for my next posts on this subject. Also feel free to repost this onto other sites I’m very proud of it

[opikiquu]

im going to be so annoying all week

[harmonysanreads]

HARMONYYY i just finished the penacony quest and OH MY GOD. the emotional damage wtf... and the murderer 😕 i honestly don’t think anyone could’ve foreseen that

on another note, sunday really does have huge yandere potential !!! (i was swooning the entire time he was on screen im sorry.) he literally isn’t beating the allegations at all. even the other characters comment on how weird it is for him to casually keep a model of the golden hour, because what in the control freak 😭

he seems like he’d play dollhouse with darling. after all, in a place like that, every single aspect of it is under his thumb — literally. having that much control over your circumstances is a reassurance. oh, are the placeholder models crashing? don’t worry dear, he can fix the malfunctions. he can even make them speak more realistically for you. he can give anything to you, even change the layout of the place entirely if you’re bored of it. you want to get back to normal size? well, he can’t quite do that just yet, please understand..

or if he pulls that weird interrogation magic thing on them. darling who just lies through the entire thing, and he uses this to scare them about the death countdown while not mentioning the part that he has the power to really just cancel it in the end. though, the same trick won’t work on them twice. at least the process gets darling to become part of the family in the end.

not to mention the spies he has everywhere. stupid birds watching you in every corner…

idk i just want to hold him and shake him aggressively. out of love, of course.

- 🕯️

When I tell you I've lost sleep over the thought of just how much more Sunday is probably capable of doing, nonnie.

If he has access to technology and power like this, which are all unrestricted for his personal use moreover, imagine the things he's hiding. And imagine farther the things he had to do to get to where he is today, another dash of spice to the mix. I went back to his scenes and did some thinking. The me-slandering-Sunday is obviously a joke but I really, really hope people just don't focus on the morally-gray and questionable aspects of him and completely disregard his other characteristics now.

If you think about things from his perspective, he really is just trying his best to keep the image of The Family. But the loss of probably the only person he trusted with his heart and the disregard to bring justice to that case from The Family's side, compelled him to put his agenda first (as he himself mentions that he allowed Aventurine to pull that stunt so that it'd lure Gallagher out). What we get from this is, while Sunday is an extremely dedicated member of their faction, he had to learn to be selfish in certain situations to save his and Robin's backs.

The desire to control usually comes from a feeling of helplessness. We can make some speculations based on the current information of why Sunday has these tendencies, I've also seen some people say he has OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) but, we can't be sure until his full lore drops. Another thing to note about Sunday is how lonely he probably is, especially at present. The Family is in chaos, the situation of Robin, external forces' traps, the Charmony festival's deadline and he doesn't even have one person he can sit down with and not question their motives. He really must want to rest just as much as the characters around him are suggesting.

So basically, Sunday is a multi-layered character, just like Aventurine. He's definitely a politician, is what I'll say. Even though he is a control freak whose motives are hard to guess, he's still that little boy fighting for his and Robin's shared dream inside.

[starcravin]

thinking about adventurine eating you out..

cw ; SMUT, minors dni, all consensual, afab reader/no pronouns, but reader is wearing panties, cunnilingus, fingering, overstim, reader recieving, adventurine's a sweetheart and kind of a liar 🤍

he would be so gentle with you when starting, gently laying you down on his lavish and comfortable bed, kissing your hands before spreading your thighs apart, hardly able to contain himself from ripping off your panties and doing as he pleased. he pulled your pants off of your hips, toying with your clit through the fabric, laughing a bit as you flinches. "i'll be gentle with you, i promise, dear." massaging your inner thigh while his other hand reached up to take your panties off, slipping them down until they hung around your ankles, loose, yet preventing you from spreading your legs too much. aventurine kisses your clit, whispering about how pretty you look for him, and that he'll be gentle, and how much he loves you.

but only thirty minutes later, you can't count how many times you've came from his tongue and his tongue alone — his mouth was far too fast for your brain too comprehend anything but his name, and how good it felt. your hands were gripping the sheets underneath you, seeming to look for a way to hold onto to your surroundings while he blew your mind. tears even formed in your eyes; that was how good it felt.

it was like he lied to you when he said he would be gentle, because right now, you came too many times from his rough and swift tongue. it didn't hurt, god no, it felt amazing. right when he pulled his mouth from your sopping wet cunt, you closed your eyes with a relief, but it only lasted a moment — feeling his fingers prod at your entrance. before continuing, aventurine looked at you, pulling your forearm off your face to see into your eyes, asking for your consent to keep going. a nod was all a needed, and a nod was all he got.

who knew heaven was aventurine's bedroom?

[writtenbyjeanofarc]

claiming the jackpot.

// warnings

non-canon compliant, a bit out of character. yandere. relationship inexperience. implied noncon.

// author’s note

Aventurine’s a little out of character for this imagine. There’s not much content of him on the wiki and I’ve been itching to write some stuff about this guy since he’s pretty new to Star Rail.

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Aventurine has always been pleased with the idea of claiming prizes he deemed rightfully his. Toying with the minds of others was what he did best; besides, what is there to satisfy him more than winning a game of chance? Gambling has always been his best feat, but moreover, he wasn’t the type to easily throw a fit over his losses in the heat of the game. In fact, these challenges and obstacles to this game of chance was what made him all the more feisty and insistent.

When he met you, he began staking out his claim like a panther and insisted you to be respectfully his and only his. Months into the friendship, you always showed signs of naivety since this was not a situation you had adequate experience around. Aventurine was unlike other men around. He treasured you, spent time with you, made you feel beautiful, loved, and appreciated for doing the bare minimum. Despite all this, you grew tired of his antics considering you weren’t actually ready for a serious relationship.

“He’s always this vibrant” — you thought. And you were right. He always displayed exemplary behavior when dealing with colleagues and members of the Astral Express. That was just a part of his charm. You chose to look at the big picture and imagine how your experiences with Aventurine would turn out provided you said ‘yes’ to his will of wanting to lure you in. But that wasn’t enough. You needed to dig deeper into the core of his being and sense any form of red flags in him while it still wasn’t too late.

There are many layers to Aventurine’s self — one that’s charismatic, friendly, and outgoing. Yet that’s just a tip of the iceberg according to your family and friends. What he hid from the masses, was what he displayed right before you at this very moment. A pissed, sarcastic Aventurine filled with pride and deceit.

The question remained in your thoughts — was a relationship with this shady, questionable man really worth pursuing?

There’s not enough chemistry between the two of you, was there? If you observed anything from the man himself, it was that he developed an addiction for gambling, playing games of endless possibilities and luck. And god knows what he does to his most precious jackpots.

You, a prize in his eyes, felt an overwhelming sense of urgency to run from his touch. Sure, he was polite enough to lend you some money for your college fees. But such treatment just wasn’t worth a reason for you to pursue hooking up with him. Before you could face Aventurine head on, he lifted you up bridal style, shoving you on the mattress with your face first. There’s not much you can do right now.

Sure, he was glammed up in luxurious jewelry and sported handsome, youthful features. He could spoil anyone he held dear for he had the gold to do so. But something wasn’t right. This relationship wasn’t right. It just felt so out of your control and the timing was off. But he didn’t stop.

Your mouth eventually complied with his tongue. Aventurine guides you through the whole process of pulling you in, claiming you as the grand prize of tonight’s game. It’s not as if you could resist any of his advances from now. He’s got millions of eyes glued upon you just like he had millions in his pocket.

“Beautiful. Such an eager little sweetheart. I’m going to take you nice and deep, and you’re going to be a good doll for me, yes?”

“N-no!!! Please, let me go!” you pleaded. Pled till your throat ran dry. You struggled against Aventurine’s strength as you shook your head from left to right, indicating your resistance towards his touch. “I swear, I’ll do anything, just please, let me go! I’m sick of our relationship being this way!”

“Ah, ah, ah, better watch what you say, little one. Those who seize the night may be out to get you, yet none of them went the extra mile to actually express their love for you.” Aventurine chuckled condescendingly. “From this day onward, you’re going to regret leaving me.”

Against your will, you felt something similar to a sword hilt impale you like an uppercut, It was Aventurine’s length stretching every last bit of your sanity, hell, even your pride.

His moans. You couldn’t get enough of it. Despite being naked and restrained in his king-sized bed, you felt his body heat radiate in front of yours, feeling the friction of his thrusts that grew guttural as time passed.

“Hah. I’ve been addicted to the art of gambling for quite a long time now, and it’s been a long time noting how……fascinating it is to actually claim the most precious prize of them all…..All of it, as mine.”

“I’m not yours! Ngh!” you exclaimed, stifling a moan.

“Yes, my dear. Yes, you are.” Aventurine sneered. “One of these days, you’re going to get used to this. Used to having my eyes set upon the fragile, feeble you. I’m going to meet you in that beautiful afterglow as I make this relationship the best you ever had. And that time….is tonight.”

“It would be better if you just do as I say. Otherwise, I’ll just find more ways to sneak up on you and make you mine.” he added.

With that, he, once again, pressed his lips onto yours, shutting you up for the sake of shutting you up.

And there he was, plainly confessing his undying love (and lust) for your presence as a lovely jackpot.

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LAPIS LAZULI (PROLOGUE)

Character(s): Kakavasha/Aventurine, Veritas Ratio/Lapis Lazuli

Tags: Angst, long fic, role swap!au

Word Count: 933 words

Summary: A role swap!AU where Ratio takes his rejection by Nous a lot harder than he did in canon and loses himself as a result, becoming one of the Ten Stonehearts, while Aventurine is not recruited by the IPC and is instead a scholar in the Intelligentsia Guild.

Author’s Note: This was inspired by the amazing @havanillas with their role swap! AU! Check it out! Their mind is brilliant (and I am obsessed with the way they have drawn their differences). Also, I’m a nerd about crystals, not about space, so forgive me if there are any inaccuracies. I was also vaguely tipsy when I was writing the ending, so please excuse that. This will be multiple chapters, so let me know if you’d like to be on the tag list.

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A science lesson in the metaphysical properties of crystals and gems, if you’ll allow me.

I know, I know. You did not click this fanfiction for a science lesson. It’ll be quick, I promise. It would be perfectly understandable for you to click off this, or even send a hate comment stating “I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS!!1!1!!”

Still here? Great. I’ll continue.

Everything has a vibrational frequency: from the rocks in the ground to the leaves in the trees. You have a vibration. Your best friend has a vibration. Your pet gecko has a vibration. Hell, even the device you’re reading this on and the bed your sitting in has a vibration. You get the picture, yes? These frequencies are like a marker that interact with other markers to create different influences.

Things like crystals and rock - objects that have existed for thousands of years - are bound to have stronger frequencies (let me know if I lose you. There is a point to this, I promise) that interact with you differently. Amethyst, for example, helps with sleep and meditation; Rose Quartz is great for self love; Carnelian and Tiger’s Eye can give you a confidence boost, and Aventurine is good at manifesting luck.

So, what is Lapis Lazuli good for? What magical powers does Lapis Lazuli have? What funky frequencies does it fuck around with?

Intellect.

Intellect, wisdom, and the ability to communicate, to be specific. It was used by the Egyptians a few thousand years ago as makeup and medicine, and is the stone of many gods of wisdom in various mythos’. Interesting, right? Veritas Ratio was a man of intellect. A man of prestige and great wisdom who wished to communicate his genius to those more mundane in hopes of curing ignorance. An honourable cause, if any.

See how far he has fallen.

Lapis Lazuli is no longer a man of intellect. He drinks and gambles and throws his life away all for the purpose of forgetting. Forgetting THEIR rejection. Forgetting his own ignorances.

Forgetting his own genius.

The IPC ate him up. They picked him up by the scruff of his collar and swallowed him whole. They boiled him in their stomach acid and digested him into something functional. Something utilisable. Something mouldable.

He let them.

I told you this science lesson had a point to it.

The fall of a star is always so explosive, so why did he burn out so quietly? Perhaps the rejection from a star as mighty as Nous made the rejection of himself quite infinitesimal in comparison. When a red giant explodes into a supernova, it is much more noticeable than a white dwarf imploding in on itself to create a black hole.

That doesn’t mean that a black hole doesn’t have a presence. It is a presence of darkness, yes - practically invisible if it weren’t for the event horizon that drew the eye of the nosey - but a presence nonetheless. No matter how difficult it is to see, it is still ever-present, sucking in the warmth of stars and the things it kept dear until there is nothing left. It is a shell of what it once was. Just as Lapis Lazuli is a shell of what Veritas once was. Veritas Ratio has been sucked up by the black hole, warped and spaghettified until there is practically nothing left, leaving behind only the blinding horizon disk that is Lapis Lazuli. Anyone who dares to find him - the real him - only risks being sucked up and warped themselves.

It is not wise to try and find Veritas Ratio.

Veritas Ratio: the legend of the Intelligentsia Guild. A young prodigy with three pHds under his belt at the ripe old age of sixteen, only to achieve five more before twenty-five. He is the example set for all scholar’s who wish to make names for themselves. His name is whispered in hushed voices by students for support before their exams as if he were an Aeon they worship. In the eyes of the average mundanite, he basically was.

The duality of the esteemed Doctor Ratio is a fascinating one and the topic for debate for many of his former colleagues. These debates have never been made private (for who would care? He isn’t around to hear them anymore), so even the esteemed Doctor Kakavasha has heard of his story.

The scholars of the Intelligentsia Guild have always been creatures of gossip, spreading rumours and half-truths wherever they go in order to foster attention. Kakavasha knows of these tricks and refuses to fall for them. To judge a book by its cover is as criminal to a scholar as blasphemy is to a priest. Honestly, these Guild members have such massive sticks up their backside that Kakavasha is surprised they’re not coughing up leaves. He, like many of his calibre, has looked up to the legend that is Veritas Ratio ever since he started his first degree at university. The man is only a few years his senior, but his reported work ethic and candid attitude has followed the Avgin throughout his own education and beyond. It’s safe to say that he idolises the man despite his unknowable reasons for his disappearance and recruitment into the IPC. Time changes everything. Perhaps time changed Veritas Ratio’s outlook in life and he found better prospects in an institution as massive as the IPC.

Despite this, Kakavasha wishes to find him, to hold an educated conversation with him, in hopes of receiving his perspective on his independent research project:

How to get rid of his divine luck.

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Hope you enjoyed! Super proud of this. Reblogs appreciated!

Next Chapter

[walpu]

Aventurine commencing gamble once again in his boss fight, targeting our fellow Nameless!reader here and they can only pray for any gods or aeons that will listen to them because of their shit luck.

"Nothing personal, dear friend. But you've been giving me a hard time"

"How in Akivili am I going to get 8 with one dice..."

(Hunt path Nameless!reader... Evil idea-)

But with how long the battle went, them battered but still standing with gunbrella pointing at him. That's hot. And Aventurine's boss form? Reader doing the chef kiss right in front of his face.

(Trailblazer smelling strong sexual tension in the air)

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When you and your homies getting your shit wrecked by a gambling addict with a slutty slutty waist but one of your homies is starting at the said waist a little too hard

both Aven and reader being marked as scared and horny