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#♡Aventurine♡
lunasdreamytreats · 3 months
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God damn it aventurine in that leaked cutscene really got me thinking and he brought me out of my writers block :D
CW!: little to no caps intended, small NSFW headcanons, written before his official ingame appearence so very likely occ, very me coded so fem!reader and fem petnames, (angel, sweet girl), but no fem bodied words are used, a sprinkle of dacraphilia, kinda unestablished but reader and aventurine are in a relationship, semi-public sex, semi-public cockwarming, he's a lil mean but also rlly sweet too!
i think thats it! under cut as always!
a/n: send help ive been hyperventilating for the past 5 hours @~@
imagine him cornering you in your shared room in the reverie hotel and gently fingering you with your back against the wall, (with your permission ofc!), feeling the pads of his bare fingers curve and press into that special spot inside makes you sob in pleasure.
aventurine loves catching any tears that fall down your pretty little face!
also loves looking into your eyes as you cum <3, (and if you're anything like me, eye contact gets me flustered as hell!)
also makes you watch him lick your essence off his fingers and definitely kisses so passionately!
says things like, "you cryin', angel? Don't you worry, I'm right here" and "look at me, sweet girl... i wanna see how good i make you feel"
when he does fuck you, he gets verrrry handsy, holding hands? all you need to do is raise your hand and he's intertwining your fingers <3
loveeesss quickies in his office, pretty much everyone's seen you two cuddling before, but what they've hopefully never seen is him rutting his hips into you while he works
you've definitely had to cockwarm him while in meetings before too, but don't make a sound now, or he won't take the vibrator out after he's done :(
a/n: i still have lots of wip fics in my drafts im gonna write more this month i sware :(
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strawchocoberry · 28 days
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TRADE MY WHOLE LIFE JUST TO BE
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୨୧ featuring: dr. ratio, blade, sunday, jing yuan, aventurine x fem reader
ଘ cw: smut, spanking, dacryphilia, oral sex, orgasm denial, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, creampie, sword play (blade’s part | knife play, but with a sword), praise kink, degradation kink, fear play, nipple play, thigh riding, choking, fingering, rough sex
୨୧ synopsis: you become their slave for a day
ଘ wc: 4.8k
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ʚ DR. RATIO ɞ
It’s not a state secret that Dr. Ratio despises idiots. He does make it abundantly clear any chance he gets. And yet you just had to keep pestering him, asking — begging to be exact — for his attention. Ratio was going to kick you out and go back to his book, when your suggestion piqued his interest.
“A game of chess. The loser will become the winner’s slave for a day. They’ll have to do anything the winner says, no complaints.”
“Anything, huh…?” Ratio smiles, closing his book and readjusting himself on his chair.
He contemplates only a moment on the matter, as you bring over the chessboard and start arranging the pieces. The magnanimous genius allows you to take the white pieces, giving you not only the first move advantage, but also a higher chance of winning against him. And yet, the outcome is all the same in the end; you lose miserably.
Ratio notices your change in demeanour. He can basically hear your thoughts; I need to get out of here. But a bet is a bet. Silently, he finds himself behind you and you startle when he grips your shoulder softly. “I hope you’re prepared, my dear.” His ominous tone and wicked smirk makes you gulp.
The next second, Ratio has you bent over the chessboard, cautious not to move a single piece. He gently caresses your body, his touch feathery, although you know it’s only the beginning; the worst is yet to come. He lifts the skirt of your dress up to your waist, goosebumps erupting on your exposed skin.
You yelp, instinctively biting your lip to muffle your shriek of surprise, as Ratio spanks you once with his book. “I gave you many chances to win,” he starts saying, landing another spank. “And yet you exploited none of them.” Spank. “How utterly disappointing, my dear.” Spank. “Let me explain how you could have won.” And as he goes on to list off all the moves and strategies you could have followed, he continues spanking you, until your arse has turned a beautiful shade of red, stinging from the pain. By the time he’s done, your lip is bleeding from how hard you bit it and your cheeks are smeared by your tears.
“Looks like you enjoyed yourself,” he whispers in your ear, his fingers rubbing your damp panties. He tears them off your body, leaving you gasping, as he takes a few steps away, then stops and turns to look at you again. “Come here, my dear,” Ratio orders. And before you take even a step, he clarifies, “Crawling.”
You’re momentarily frozen, but drop to your knees when you meet his hard gaze. You crawl to him, just like he asked, keeping your eyes on his. When you’re right in front of him, Ratio undoes his trousers, sliding them down just enough to free his cock. “You’re a terrible chess player, but perhaps you’ll be better at this.” His hand caresses your jaw, his thumb pushing through your lips and opening your mouth to slap his cock on your tongue. “For your own good.”
Ratio pushes his cock through your lips, sliding into your warm mouth. When he doesn’t make another move, that’s your cue to start sucking him off. You twirl your tongue around his length, lolling it over that vein on purpose. Your one hand strokes the part of him you cannot fit into your mouth, while the other tends to his balls, softly caressing and squeezing them, earning a few grunts from him.
Usually, he isn’t one to let his emotions show on his face, but his poker face cracks for a moment, lust and greed flashing in and out of his eyes in an instant. Ratio gathers your hair in a messy ponytail and starts thrusting in your mouth, making you gag on his girth. But he couldn’t care less if you were uncomfortable or deprived of oxygen. He pistons his hips, saliva smearing the corner of your lips.
You’re out of breath with tears streaming down your cheeks and it makes him go feral. A moment later, he pulls out of your mouth and strokes his cock, hot cum spilling all over your face. Quite the masterpiece if he says so himself. You’re panting hard, trying to regain the breath he stole from you. And yet this messy appearance of yours makes Ratio hard again, despite just cumming.
“You might be an intellectual failure, but you’re quite the expert in other fields.” Your face is so adorably lewd that he can’t help but pull his phone out and take a photo of it. “Wouldn’t it be wonderful if I shared this with everyone? I’m sure other stressed geniuses would seek out your services.”
“No—” you protest, when he grabs your elbow and pulls you back on your feet.
“Did I hear you complaining?” he asks, a cruel smirk on his lips. The way you keep your mouth shut and that look that indicates you’re cursing at yourself makes him chuckle. Swiftly, he slams you on the wall, his chest pressing your back further into it, your breasts flattening against the cold surface. “If you don’t want this photo to be distributed around the galaxy, then you better keep your mouth shut.”
You don’t immediately pick up on the meaning of his words, but when he thrusts balls-deep into your soaking pussy, you cover your mouth with your hand to muffle your noises. Ratio pulls your arse further out, making your body curve and give him better access, as he pounds into you. Of course, he has no intention of releasing that photo for the world to see. His intentions are rather self-beneficial; first, he’ll get to see that pretty face and jerk his stress off and second, he can blackmail you to relieve his stress for him whenever he wants to.
He pities you for being an imbecile and believing he’d ever do something so low. But even a genius like him has to admit that your idiocy has its perks. Perhaps you’re the only idiot he can tolerate. As long as you allow him to use your body however he wants, torturing you with multiple denied orgasms, whilst filling you up with his own. Why would he want you as his slave for only a day when you can be his slave forever?
ʚ BLADE ɞ
The sounds of swords clashing fill the room, as you spar with Blade. It was supposed to be just a usual sparring session, but Silver Wolf decided to spice things up by making you and Blade agree to a bet; the loser would obey the winner’s every command for a day. Blade wasn’t really interested, but was somehow convinced — or coerced into it — after Silver Wolf’s constant complaints.
However, the little gamer left almost immediately after you agreed on the bet, since Kafka needed her for something. And now, you’re fighting against Blade, the two of you dancing as you evade and attack. You groan, as his sword barely grazes your skin when you dodge his attack in the last moment. Something has changed in his attitude, you can tell. A moment ago, Blade was barely paying much attention to your fight, yet now his eyes betray he’s dead on winning this bet.
He doesn’t want to admit it, but after a brief moment of thought, he did find this bet quite… enticing. Which was Silver Wolf’s plan from the start. You are allowed to feel tricked, because that’s exactly what happened. Blade has been in an awful mood these past few days and you are the only one who can cheer him up. Silver Wolf just provided some aid into that. Besides, you both know that either you win or lose, it won’t really matter, will it?
When Blade disarms you, sending your sword flying behind you, you know you’ve lost. And there’s no mistaking the burning fire in his red eyes. You must resemble prey cowering before its predator, because he chuckles as he approaches you, his heavy footsteps echoing in the silence that rules between you. He wraps his arms around you, slamming your body on his. Yes, he’s already feeling much better.
“B-Bladie, wait—”
“Hmm?” he hums, tearing apart your blouse, revealing your bra-clad breasts to him. He dives his face into your plum tits, kissing and nibbling on your soft skin. “Did you say anything, darling?” he coos.
Your head falls back and you’re suppressing a moan, as Blade rips your bra off your body, leaving your upper part completely naked under his eager gaze. You gasp as he takes one nipple into his mouth, flicking and pinching the other one with his thumb and forefinger, toying with it till it stands erect.
You don’t register when he’s discarded the rest of your clothes, his eyes feasting on your delicious form. Blade pushes you on the ground, having you lie on your back, while he’s standing over you, your eyes locked with one another’s. Your breath hitches and you break eye contact with him, your eyes immediately flying to his sword that caresses your body. You’re trembling, but you’re too afraid to move in fear of his sword cutting you.
“You’re so lovely when you’re scared, darling,” he coos, trailing random lines over your body with his sword, cautious not to cut you.
“Is this…” You swallow the lodge in your throat. “Is this what you wanted to do?”
“Part of it,” he replies.
Blade kneels down, spreading your legs with his thigh. A wickedly sick smirk curls up his lips when he sees your dripping folds. He glances at you, then back to your soaked pussy. He didn’t expect you to like this; perhaps neither did you. He leaves the sword aside for now, holding two fingers in front of your mouth. You don’t need to be told to open your mouth and suck on his digits, coating them in your saliva.
As he looms over your body, Blade thrusts his fingers into your eager pussy that clenches around them almost instantly. He can’t help but chuckle as he leans closer to bite down on your neck. Your body arches off the floor, moans leaving your lips as the sound of your squelching pussy echoes around. Your sharp intake of breath is audible when Blade chokes your neck just enough to make you lightheaded.
Aeons, you’re just… so breathtakingly beautiful. All sprawled out on the floor for him, whimpering his name and squirming under him. He couldn’t take his eyes off you even if he wanted to. Blade won’t admit it, but there are a lot of things he’d like to try. And now that you cannot deny him anything, being his little slave, he’s going to act upon every single fantasy he’s ever had.
You’re so close to that euphoric bliss, only to be denied altogether. You whine and are about to complain, when Blade throws you a hard stare that shuts your mouth, leaving only a small pout. He kisses your pouty lips, while simultaneously freeing his hardened throbbing cock from its confines. He strokes his length a few times, rubbing it on your folds, before pounding into you.
Blade pins your arms over your head, holding them there by your wrists with one hand. He grins, noticing the instant trembling of your body and the way your pussy clenches his cock tighter when he holds his sword to your throat. Your eyes are so big and full of fear and he can’t help but drink it all, thrusting relentlessly into you. And he doesn’t need long to have you cumming all over his cock.
“You love the fear, don’t you, darling?” Blade asks devilishly, biting down on your breast. “Now, you’ll be my good cock slave and let me fuck you till I’m satisfied, right?” He brings the sword closer to your neck, threatening to cut you, as he leans to whisper in your ear. “We both know I need it desperately.”
ʚ SUNDAY ɞ
Despite his benevolent façade, Sunday thrives on coercion. And you’re his favourite toy. He cannot help his urge to break you, make you cry and beg. It’s not unusual for him to use some of his manipulation tactics to lure you where he wants you. And bewitched by him, you’ve yet to realise it. But is that such big of a deal when you secretly enjoy everything he gives you?
You were set to fail from the start. And you would have never guessed that the ethereal man over you was the one responsible for it. Blame it on yourself for not knowing any better than accept a bet from Sunday. Failure was never an option for him. And victory proves to be sweeter than he had anticipated.
“S-Sunday…” you whimper, squirming as you lie down over his desk. “P-P-Please…”
Your entire body is shaking and fat tears stream from your eyes. Instead of indulging your plea, Sunday increases the volume of the vibrator to the max and you cry out. Your mind is long gone to the overstimulated pleasure of your multiple orgasms. You wouldn’t be able to remember what your bet was about even if you tried; only that you’ve signed a deal with the devil to serve him for a day.
Your scream as you orgasm for what seems like the millionth time echoes in the study, curling Sunday’s lips in a vicious smirk. He lowers the volume and leans over you, planting a soft kiss in faux affection on your sweaty forehead. His dark gaze drinks in your pathetic state; quivering body clad in the maid outfit he made you wear, pussy so soaked and sensitive he swears you’ll cum again the moment he slides his cock inside, eyes glossy with tears, pleading for reprieve. His desk has become a mess, but he couldn’t care more about it.
You don’t know this, but Sunday arranged this little — and seemingly innocent — bet to punish you. No, he wasn’t the least bit happy about you spending all that time with that new guy in the general staff. But simply punishing you for giving another man the time of the day instead of him would be too easy and somewhat… boring. What Sunday wanted to see was this; your fearful pleading expression, despite you knowing he wouldn’t show you any mercy. Aeons, his cock has been hard ever since he saw your cheerful expression become terrified when he won the bet.
A small sigh of relief leaves your lips when he removes the vibrator, leaving it aside. You momentarily close your eyes and relax on the hard surface of his desk, your chest rising and falling steadily. For a few seconds, you’ve lost all connection to the world, retrieving yourself in your mind. Sunday chuckles at your rather peaceful state that is then violently twisted into a whiny pout as he rubs his cock on your oversensitive folds, making you whimper.
Before you even have the time to complain, he thrusts inside and stills. He covers his amused smile with his hand, his eyes devouring every inch of your body as your orgasm coats his girth. “I can’t believe you came by only having my cock inside you,” he coos. You can’t believe it either, but you don’t have time to lament on it. Not when Sunday places your legs over his shoulders and thrusts inside you hard, reaching deep that soft spot that makes you cry out in pleasure — and perhaps pain from being overstimulated.
“My angel, the fun has only just begun,” he whispers in your ear, his hand pressing down on your stomach, as he ravages your pussy.
The desk rattles with each thrust of his and you’re holding onto the edge for dear life. You feel as if you can pass out any moment now. And as if reading your thoughts, Sunday whispers, “Even if you pass out…” Thrust. “I’ll fuck you back to consciousness.” Thrust. “There’s no escaping this, my little slave.”
And you’ll find out the hard way that Sunday meant every word of his promise — or threat; depends on how you interpret it. One moment he’s pounding into you and you close your eyes only for a few seconds, your orgasm hitting you like a tidal wave. And the next moment, you open your eyes and meet his, his head buried between your legs, his tongue lapping at your delectable juices. Realisation that you passed out hits you as hard as your next orgasm.
Sunday rises to his feet and buries his cock inside you once more, smirking evilly at your cute whiny whimper. He devours your lips, his fingers getting tangled in your hair and his hips slamming against yours, his balls slapping your arse with each thrust. “I told you, there’s no escaping this, angel.”
ʚ JING YUAN ɞ
You’ve been working closely to the general for a long time now, yet sometimes you can’t help but feel as if Jing Yuan underestimates your capabilities. So when a minor problem arises at the Xianzhou Luofu and the general is called to resolve the situation, Jing Yuan decides to give you the chance you’re so desperately looking for. Besides, even if you fail, it won’t pose any risk for the Alliance.
“But if you do fail, then you shall accommodate my every need for a day,” Jing Yuan warns.
“And if I don’t fail?”
“Then I shall become your retainer for a day.”
To have one of the seven Arbiter-Generals do your every bidding for a day is something straight out of the craziest dream in the whole galaxy. And it shall remain but a hopeless dream, since in the end, Jing Yuan had to bail you out of your predicament.
“Mmm very nice,” the general says, grinning pleased. “Now, a small turn.”
You slowly twirl around yourself, the frill long dress eloquently following your every move. This is already the third dress Jing Yuan has made you put on for him. Smiling sweetly, he hands you the next outfit, this time a fitting blouse and a short mini skirt. He enjoys his afternoon by sipping on some delicious tea and watching you put on a catwalk show for him. He might have made you do it, given he won your bet, but he likes to think you’re doing it on your own volition.
Dolling you up in clothes that leave him mesmerised by your beauty has always been one of the general’s favourite past time activities. He just loves spoiling his princess and dressing her up for his eyes to feast on. To his dismay, Jing Yuan needs to enlist some sneaky tactics to have you indulge him, since more often than not you find some kind of excuse to evade him. And that’s because you know him too well and how he’s going to end your little catwalk show.
You’re not even a bit surprised at the last outfit he’s prepared for you. Can you call it an outfit though when it’s just a sexy lingerie set? When you walk out, the general’s eyes widen the tiniest bit, a sign that he’s surprised. But of course he is, when you’re standing in front of him with your blushed cheeks wearing the white lacy bra and thong he had picked for you. His eyes travel down to your thighs that are clad in matching white above-the-knee socks.
Jing Yuan motions for you to approach him and you take timid steps towards him. Despite having done this countless times, he always makes your heart flutter and your breath become uneven. When you’re close enough to him, he grabs your waist and pulls you on his lap, your legs on each side of his thighs straddling him. He leaves soft feathery kisses over your neck, down your collarbone and all over your exposed breasts, smirking at your low moans that echo in his chamber.
“Ride my thigh, love,” Jing Yuan orders in a low and deep tone against your neck.
And you’re a goner, your body moving on its own as you adjust your position over his thigh and start to dry hump yourself on him. His arms snake around you, keeping you close to him, as he captures your lips, muffling your moans. His tongue penetrates your mouth, subjugating yours, while his one hand rests on your hips, grinding you harder on his thigh.
One hand is on the headboard behind his head, giving you some kind of sense of balance, while the other grips his white hair, pulling his locks as you moan against his lips. Jing Yuan feels your wet core soaking his trousers as he buries his face in your breasts, kissing and biting them. He chuckles as your body jolts when he spanks your arse, caressing the stinging spot afterwards.
“Jing Yuan…” you moan, looking at him with pleading eyes and flushed cheeks.
He hungrily feasts on your lips like a famished beast as he makes haste with undoing his trousers and pulling them down. His cock is hard and already leaking some precum. Jing Yuan pulls your thong aside and aligns you with his throbbing length, groaning as you go down, your tight pussy engulfing him. And he stays perfectly still, tilting his head to the side with a small smirk curved on his lips.
You receive his message loud and clear and start bouncing on his cock, your previous frown dissipating as your lips part to moan. Jing Yuan pulls the straps of your bra down, spilling your breasts from their confines and taking one in his mouth. His tongue twirls around your nipple, causing the bud to tighten, then gives the same treatment to the other one.
Jing Yuan allows you to ride him at your own tempo and only interferes like a bloody minx when you’re on the verge of an orgasm. He grips your waist in his strong arms and slows down your movements almost to a halt, laughing at your protests and the curses you throw at him. Your frustrated face with those pouty lips and hazed, glossy eyes is a sight to behold. The general doesn’t mind edging himself, as long as he gets to see this utterly bewitching expression on you.
And when he’s had enough of that expression for now, he orders in a stern voice, “Grab the headboard.”
Yet he barely gives you any time to receive, process and execute his order before he’s thrusting up inside you fast and hard, hitting the spot that has you throw your head back and your eyes roll to the back of your skull. Your grip on the headboard is so strong, your knuckles have turned white. But you don’t care as you shamelessly cream all over the general’s cock that rearranges your guts. Your body convulses in his embrace and you’re crying out his name when your impending orgasm floods you.
ʚ AVENTURINE ɞ
Your mistake was letting him get you to agree to his bet. Gambling is his domain. It’s where Aventurine thrives. It’s something everybody knows. Yet for some reason you forgot all about it in those few seconds when you agreed and shook his hand. You only seemed to have snapped out of your halo when you noticed his wicked smirk.
Your doom was to be expected. Yet Aventurine has to admit that you put up a good game. You were just unlucky to go up against him. But well, in the end, he’s the winner. And that’s all that matters, isn’t it?
Aventurine leans back on his seat, as his eyes roam all over you, taking in every little detail about you. His scrutinising gaze makes your cheeks blush and you nervously bite down on your lip. Your nervousness makes him all the more excited to claim his prize, namely you.
“Strip,” he orders, a hint of mischievousness tinting his voice. “Everything but your undergarments.”
And when you freeze before him, looking at him like an idiot, his smile disappears and his gaze darkens. It’s the gaze of a predator about to lunge at its prey. Your body moves on autopilot, discarding your clothes and leaving only your undergarments on as he had requested. His eyes devour you, even though he has yet to touch you. You steal glances of him, noticing lust and desire flash in his eyes behind the frames of his glasses.
Taking his glasses off and leaving them on the poker table, Aventurine motions you to approach him and sits you on his lap. He places a stray strand of hair behind your ear before gently caressing your cheek with his knuckles, his cold rings sending shivers down your spine. He wraps his arms around you and pulls you closer, your body moulding into his. Goosebumps erupt everywhere he touches you and he feels your heart beat like crazy as he kisses your neck. His hand covers your bra-clad breast, squeezing and eliciting a moan from you.
He captures your lower lip between his teeth, biting down just enough to make you tense and your legs clench around him. As if to ease the pain he inflicted, he caresses your lip with his thumb. “I want to feel your lips wrapped around my cock,” he muses, his eyes stuck on your lips. Then, he glances up into your eyes. “On your knees, sweetheart.”
You needn’t be told twice before you slowly stand up, kissing his lips, then his chest through the opening of his shirt, before finally dropping to your knees between his spread legs. Aventurine adjusts himself and relaxes, his eyes following eagerly your every move. You unbutton his trousers and pull it down, revealing his semi-hardened cock. You pepper soft kisses along his length, smearing the tip with precum.
When you take him in your mouth, Aventurine releases a guttural groan. Tentatively, you suck on his girth, while keeping your eyes on him at all times. He finds you utterly perfect like this. Your warm mouth makes him harder the longer he’s buried inside. Your lips leave him and are replaced by your hand, as you tend to his balls, sucking each one in your mouth, blowing his mind and making him throw his head back.
You know he’s close when you feel him tensing under your touch. Your tongue swirls around him, working him to his release. But Aventurine doesn’t let you finish what you started. Standing up, he lifts you up and kisses your lips, tasting himself on you. His hand slides down between your legs and rubs your folds, a smirk curving on his lips at how wet you are. “Such a dirty whore,” he sneers, his lips brushing yours.
The next moment, he bents you over the poker table and positions himself between your spread legs. You gasp when he tears your panties, the torn pieces of fabric falling on the floor. The table rattles when he thrusts inside you, bottoming out. His thrusts are hard and hit deep from the start. Aventurine grabs your hair and peels your upper body off the table, having you support yourself on your hands, as your body curves against his. Your tits bounce and spill out of your bra, as you moan and whimper.
“You’re so tight, sweetheart,” Aventurine breathes. His hand leaves your hair which falls freely all over your back and wraps around your throat, pulling you back to him. “So tight for me,” he muses, biting down on your shoulder.
Your jaw drops to the floor with an inaudible scream as he cums inside you, filling you up with his seed. But he doesn’t stop. He continues pounding into you, a white ring forming around his cock as he fucks his seed back into your eager pussy that clenches around him. Aventurine bents you back down, face down on the poker table and holds your arms behind your back with one hand, while the other grips tightly your hip, slamming your body hard on his.
You cry out his name for everyone to hear as your orgasm comes crashing down on you, which pleases him greatly. Aventurine leans over you without interrupting his rhythm, his hot breath fanning over your ear. “That’s right,” he whispers. “You belong to me, sweetheart. Now and forever.” Because if you thought he’d let you go just like that, you had another thing coming for you.
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rinneverse · 11 days
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cw just a crumb suggestive. minors do not interact. happy aventurine release day!! hope everyone who wants him gets him in their first 10 pull :>
aventurine likes to think his jealousy is subtle.
but really, after knowing him for so long, there are tiny slips in his facade, minuscule cracks in the mask that clue you into how he’s truly feeling.
they’re not easy to spot. his character is carefully crafted to be as flawless as possible; he’s a phenomenal actor and he doesn’t like to expose his true nature.
but you know him—you know him in ways no one else has seen before. you’ve seen him come unraveled, breathless and slick with sweat. you’ve seen him on his knees for you, eyes glimmering with want as he worships you. you’ve seen the way his nose scrunches slightly when he laughs, the way his eyebrows pinch together when he’s deep in thought, the way his left hand is always tucked behind his back during a gamble.
“you so were jealous,” you jab at your boyfriend, coy smile dancing on your lips as he scoffs and turns away.
“was not. i can only listen to that angel prattle on for so long, you know.”
“no need to deny it, vennie.”
the gambler turns your way. he gives you a brief once over before approaching you. he pushes into your space, forcing you to step back until your back hits the wall. he crowds you there, arm coming up to rest on the wall above your head. you’ve effectively been trapped.
"i'm not denying anythin' baby," aventurine huffs, bringing his face to yours. his warm breath ghosts against your lips. you find yourself wanting to tilt your head towards him, to brush your lips against his.
you resist yourself. you know exactly what he's gunning for here.
(you know you won't last very long. he'll always get what he wants in the end. you don't mind one bit.)
"i could literally see you glowering at him. you're not too subtle, you know?" at least not to you. not when you've come to know him in such intimate ways.
"i was bored—and hey, let's talk about the way he was lookin' at you. i didn't appreciate it one bit. that's what has me so worked up, since you're so convinced i'm jealous."
"he was just having a conversation with me??"
aventurine gives you an incredulous look, bringing his free hand up to squish your cheeks. you let out an indignant squeak.
"that's not how i saw it, sweetheart. c'mon, indulge me here. if i were him, i'd be lookin' at a pretty thing like you the way he was too. but doing that right in front of me? ugh," he sighs dramatically. "how're you gonna make it up to me? you were givin' all of your attention to him and i just don't think that's fair."
"when do you ever play fair?"
"i am right now, aren't i?"
you shoot him a look that screams absolutely not. but you sigh anyways, bringing your arms up to loop around his neck. the hand that holds your face loosens, then slowly trails down your body, coming to rest on your hip.
with a coy smile, you let your lips brush against his, feather-light and fleeting.
"fine, fine. i'll make it up to you. my eyes are only on you tonight, 'kay?"
aventurine smiles, dark and full of sinful promise.
"good. i think i'll take my time with you."
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akutasoda · 15 days
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Helloo congrats on 1k:33 for the event can I request, Boothill, aventurine and Sunday with a s/o who is scared of the dark
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dispelling the darkness
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synopsis - how are they with an s/o whose scared of the dark
includes - aventurine, sunday, boothill
warnings - gn!reader, reader's scared of the dark, fluff, slight crack, wc - 606
a/n: hello! thank you :3
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aventurine ★↷
↪he most likely isn't scared of the dark but he is definitely very understanding of your fear. probably would ask you why you were so scared of the dark with the intention to try and help you find ways to cope or even get over your fear.
↪if you told him you were more scared of what may be in the dark, he's always reminding you that he's willing to protect you. he may have chose to travel the path of preservation for reasons dear to him but now you're also dear to him so surely it counts?
↪if you're scared of the darkness for another reason he's more than ready to help you find ways to cope or get over your fear. no reason is dumb to him as everyone has a fear of something and it's important to have someone there to help you with it.
↪and he'd be willing to do anything for you. so maybe if your fear of the dark was disturbing you from sleeping, he'd hold your hand and tell you he would watch out and make sure nothing gets to you. he'd patiently wait up until you fell asleep before joining you.
sunday ★↷
↪again, probably isn't really scared of the dark. however is also very understanding when you tell him that you aren't exactly good with the dark. he'd happily listen to why you were scared of the dark and would offer suggestions to cope or overcome with your fear.
↪he can be very supportive with those he cares deeply about and so he would encourage you to try and overcome your fear but never pushes you to do so. he understands that it takes a while to get over a fear but he'd still help you try and make a bit of progress.
↪ especially if you were scared of what may be in the dark, not the dark itself. you want him to check any dark corners and spots? done. you want him to help you walk through somewhere dark? done.
↪he may even send his crow to accompany you if he's busy. specifically late at night when he can't be you, his crow will be and help you exactly how he would.
boothill ★↷
↪scared of the dark? he'll happily protect you from whatever may be lurking in the pitch black, nothing will harm you when he's around. even if you're not necessarily scared of what might be in the dark he will happily act like he's fighting the dark to distract you.
↪he might tease you a slight bit about your fear. only really when it's not dark as it's more just a slight way to get a rise out of you. he'd never tease you while it's dark, maybe, because what your fear is, is his fear.
↪he never really has much to fear with his metallic body and so as a way of trying to comfort you he'd convince you that he also fears the dark and you could both fight your fears together. you would know he's doing it as a way of comforting you.
↪would it be far fetched to assume he can glow? i don't think so. maybe, just maybe his eyes could glow or something and if they did you bet he'd become your personal night light - it may be a bit freaky at first but atleast it's a good distraction from the darkness.
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angelsrcute · 3 months
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Imagine yandere!aventurine fucking into your cunt fast, whispering sweet nothings to your ears as you sob and close your eyes. He cums inside you, painting your gummy walls white. Aventurine who brings his blood stained hands to your cheeks and kisses you.
“It's alright my dear, you only need me right? don't cry.” He says as he licks your tears and grins with hearts in his pupils.
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imagine gambling with aventurine.
you tried to stop him, you really did. he’s got you in his lap, hand wrapped round your waist and resting on your thigh. his other hand is busy shaking the die that will decide his fate. you can feel the stares of the surrounding gamblers, cut the air with a knife the tension is so thick. it’s no surprise: aventurine is gambling his life on a dice throw. he holds the die up to your face, whispering to ‘blow for good luck, sugar.’
with bated breaths, he throws the die with a smirk. there are gasps, but none of it matters when he pulls you into a kiss before the die even land. you can only hope, pray that he won the bet but if he keeps kissing you like this, maybe you should join his gambles more often.
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megistusdiary · 2 months
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help i did the penacony quest and HOLY SHIT AVENTURINES SO HOT
opinions on him??? 😍😍
personally i think hes a teasing shit in bed
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his appearance reminds me of childe if he was cunty 🤭 so, obviously, i love it!
imho, he is such a switch in bed... shit-talking dom and bratty sub, me thinks.
i feel like he would be super into tying you up and leaving you with a vibe in his bed, overstimming you to the point of tears. he loves it.
but also, tie his hands and ride him so good that he cries and begs to touch you because it's not fair!! how could you do this to him?? (after he did it to you)
or maybe this is all just me projecting, and i am crazy. who can say? 😇🫶
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mynameis-a · 3 months
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they are the exact same guy to me just different flavours
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Now I need to know about this left hand hiding adventurin thing!!
this is a very abbreviated version bc i wanna get this out before going to sleep, but still minor spoilers for aventurine’s story in the 2.1 penacony story
basically, it’s revealed that, while gambling, aventurine holds his cards confidently with his right hand while his left one is clenched and shaking under the table where people can’t see (boiling down to the point that his showy facade is just that… sth that’s not real and that he’s actually terrified)
so after that has been revealed, we ofc reevaluated some of the things we know and saw of aventurine; like him only wearing rings on his “showy” right hand or his hand position in the light cone “final victor” and in his new trailer (notice how in both scenes it’s hidden behind his back?)
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so i just couldn’t help but notice that in the idle where he tosses the coin around, he does that exact pose (i don’t have a reference atm); hiding his hand behind his back in a manner that looks very polite, gentlemanly and confident
it doesn’t have to mean anything since some things just become habit if you do them often enough and i don’t think he’s as scared of tossing a coin as he is in those life or death situations mentioned above, that piece of his story is just burnt into my brain and i watch his hands like a hawk
in the animated short he tosses a coin with his left, so it’s probably more habit than his hand actually shaking in his idle; but then again, thinking about the fact that he hides his hand (i.e. trembles in fear) so often that it has become an unconscious action… that would open a whole new world of angsty thoughts (let me swaddle you up and protect you ㅠㅠ)
now on the other hand (literally) in the art where he is just waking up and is relaxed he holds his phone with his left; again probably doesn’t mean anything, and i’m interpreting way too much into that one for sure, but i still think it’s a tiny piece of symbolism that he is actually at peace and with his guard down in that situation
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Dove, you truly are the gift that keeps on giving (≧▽≦) /gen /pos /affectionate
Adventurine literally makes me feral. His hair? AAAA SO COOL!! His outfit?? FUCKING AMAZING ASHDJSK– His eyes???? Im on the floor, bleeding out, shot through the heart, foaming at the mouth
He's just such a kissable bitable cutie I wanna mark him up so BAAADDDD DUDEEE AADBSJSKAhHhhdbsks
Ur mind, bubba, MWAH MWAH!!! Always amazing always so good ur so good amor ur the best mwah mwah mWAH!!! <<33333
-panna cotta
!!!!! can only guess how difficult it is to be SO right & based & gorgeous cotta<33333 you are so right, you have no idea. he's just SOOOOOO i canttttt,,,,,
so glad that he appeared in my life; thanks very much to topaz for his first appearance in a moment with her because!!! malewife material!!! he's too pretty for his own good,,,, afraid to lose even though he has never lost!!! survivor's guilt!!! considers himself useless!!! deliberately engages in self-harm through getting into risky situations and says that he does it for the "taste of life" although he does it as a subconscious desire to punish himself!!! my self-destructive babyboy<3333 plz let me in im going to kiss him and lick him before biting him over and put him in my other pocket where he will lie because in my first one there is panna cotta<333333
hehehe<333 he's just SOOOOO pretty and good for anything, i don't know if im mentally healthy or mentally unhealthy when i look at him. babygirl.
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yandere potential is huge,,,, he is charming, shameless and cunning — and he knows how to use it. "what's life like without a game?" — you are sure that his strategy is obvious... but hey hey, playing on the principle of "all or nothing", you know that the safest place is as far away from him and his plans as possible, but you don't mind being used a little while everyone benefits.
he is not against betrayal and does not hold grudges because he knows that the world cannot be trusted and nothing can be safe if it is not completely in his power - and you agree with such rules because you are having fun. that's what you're here for, isn't it? have fun and relax, and as long as he doesn't interfere with either rest or fun, you let him spin his plans - or even "don't notice" it. but, uh-huh, at least you're not bored! otherwise, why are you on penacony, right? the most unforgettable event in the most incredible place — let them arrange the brightest show and let you enjoy it at a fairly safe distance!
undoubtedly, the reputation of your faction may suffer... but you will get an unforgettable experience! isn't that the main thing? opinions flare up and are forgotten, but memories and skills remain - so you don't mind spending a little more time with AVENTURINE, maybe a little fussing here and there, just for decency in your "friendship", after all, he's such a darling! ♡
(you definitely don't support slavery, but if you were the owner of this sigonian, you would never let him escape and become a part of something else<3)
... hey hey, maybe your "plan" is a little backfired when AVENTURINE tells you that trying to resist is a little stupid on your part, because "the one who owns the money owns the information — and the world", and your comrades will definitely never find you again (more precisely, it is very very very very unlikely — he has never lost, do you remember?), so you should just relax and let him pamper you.
you liked it so much when he ran after you like your pretty personal lackey — and you didn't mind being with that 'sigonian', huh? this is called a "self-fulfilling prophecy", honey — you will have a lot of time to think about it after</3
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cocrante · 10 days
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Belive me or not, but I did only one pull saying "IT'S ALL OR NOTHING"
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I don't like this kind of power--
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strawchocoberry · 29 days
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I'd give anything to wake up to this view every single day
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akutasoda · 13 days
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hi hi ml!!! we’ve only recently become moots but i hope you dont mind me joining your event 🫶‼️ if star rail is still open, wb boothill & aventurine !! with general domestic stuff !! specifically cooking or baking with him ;; i wonder how that would go
also thank you again for the opportunity 💕💕
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a life with you
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synopsis - a domestic lifestyle with them
includes - aventurine, boothill
warnings - gn!reader, domestic stuff, fluff, slight angst at the start, slight crack, teasing, wc - 675
a/n: hii ren! don't mind at all <3
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aventurine ★↷
↪a domestic setting to aventurine is something to be treasured with your loved ones. he loved his family and he still does but now after all this time, the person he gets to experience domestic bliss with is you.
↪to him, being with you in that domestic style is one of the only places where he can show his weaknesses. it's just you and him so if you've made it this far with him he trusts you enough to show his most vulnerable side.
↪it would be a change of pace compared to his life as one of the stonehearts but a very welcome change. he'll let himself indulge heavily in the moments of peace with you as he knows that being with you is the closest thing he can get to being safe.
↪due to being a stoneheart, he is prone to being sent across the galaxy quite often and with you in his life he does try and get back to you as quick as possible. alot of the time he gets back late as well so doesn't encourage you to wait up for him but if you do, his heart melts so much.
↪once he gets really comfortable with you, you can start seeing him become more open and honest with his words and actions. he likes to embrace you whenever he can and sometimes catches himself unconsciously searrching for your figure even if you're right next to him.
↪maybe has some cooking or baking skills but would be extremely limited - very open to learn however and whether it's out of genuine interest or just an excuse to be with you is up in the air. very willing to help you anywhere and so cooking or baking is no exception.
↪would be a surprisingly good baker/cook. it takes him a little while to get into it but when he does he becomes very efficient. no accidents would occur when you two cook or bale together and whatever you'd make would turn out very good.
boothill ★↷
↪a galaxy ranger, a bounty hunter, a cowboy. boothill was many things, constantly moving around to chase his next target - he didn't live for himself afterall. he never settled in one area for too long and so domestic activities were irrelevant in his life.
↪he probably had a higher probability of experiencing domestic activities when he was human but definitely not as a cyborg. he just doesn't have time for such trivial things that wouldn't give him the homeliness that it would to anyone else. or so he thought.
↪you made alot of things that seemed pointless to his cold metal body worthwhile. he may not be able to feel the same feelings he used to but atleast with you he could fully convince himself that he could. so that domestic feeling becomes real to him.
↪ it's never really a dull day when boothill's around, although if you asked him he'd tone down his slight hyperactive mind. he isn't that energetic at home but he can get very loud and annoying sometimes especially when you knwo he's trying to tease you
↪he's very touchy both in and out of a private setting, sometimes tones it down if you aren't really a pda type. while he may not be able to feel you under his cold fingertips he can instead feel a comfort in knowing nobody would dare mess with you when you have him practically slumped on top of you. also is a massive bed hogger - you have to fight him for even a slither of the bed.
↪cooking probably isn't one of boothill's strong suits. whether or not he actually need to consume food is unknown - he probably doesn't but because he does have a human face he probably can still taste. however he'd gladly entertain you if you wanted cook or bake with him.
↪ absolutely no help whatsoever. most likely does not know how to cook or bake but would insist he does just to nearly set things on fire. if you really wanted him to help you probably have to distract him by telling him to hand you ingredients or stir things but then he'd insist to help - do you think he could pull up recipes in his mind?
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Dom aventurine with sundays sister reader-
BRAT ᝰ.ᐟ✮⋆˙
◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ genre — smut ! ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ parings — Aventurine n fem!reader ◟♡ ˒ ʾʾ warnings — mirror sex, spanking (once), jealous sex, bratty reader, public sex(?).
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Exactly like your brother, that's how you would be described. A kind and reputable face in front of others but selfish for something you want. Being angelic is far out of question, you're a little too arrogant and perhaps spoiled.
This soon changed after you met Aventurine, you both got into a relationship. Aventurine showered you with gifts and affection, you became more and more of a brat. Teasing him in public or not listening to him and spending too much. It's not like he doesn't have money, you're getting too out of control. He thought of punishing you to put you into your place.
Flirting with some random guy at a party to make him jealous was the last straw. He dragged you to the restroom.
He slips his tongue in your mouth aggressively, exploring every bit of your mouthand bends you over the counter, ripping your panties and throwing your outfit on the floor. He pulled down his zipper, freeing his cock. He teased your wet pussy with his dick as he finally thrusts in roughly. “Dear, didn't you want my attention? It's time you learn your place no?”. He holds your head up by your hair so you can see yourself being fucked infront of the mirror, his dick appearing and disappearing in your cunt. One of his hands grip onto your waist while the other pinches your nipples, drawing out a loud moan from you.
“Quiet down a little, unless you want other people to hear you.” Your eyes roll back when you feel your orgasm coming, white rings forming on his dick. Aventurine soon feels his climax as his cock fills you up with his seed. You both were sweating and panting. He spanks your ass before pulling out and grins when you whimper.
“My dear, maybe next time try not to be a little brat.” He says while pulling out.
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neuvistar · 2 months
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aventurine girl dad real not fake
he literally lets his lil girls put makeup on him idk what u guys r talkin’ abt..
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