#aventurine

[kartoonito]

As you can see I've been playing a lot of hsr

[evercelle]

what's it gonna be, the red or the black? 🦚🎲 i made these gold foiled aventurine charms that you can spin to win!! (or lose!!)

[freyzrc]

# 137 Aventurine shopping! ♥ based on the texts Aventurine sends in game! ^-^

[noyuillust]

I like the coffee you make.

[honkaimethrail]

Aventurine dating headcanons (part 1)

Nsfw under cut!

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Contrary to what a lot of fans believe, I don't believe Aventurine would spend a lot of money frivolously on the person he loves

Forming connections with people, letting them use him as much as he benefits from them, is a talent Aventurine honed and polished as years grew by, letting it come naturally to him. If you were just normal friends, he would willingly hand out thousands of credits to you, simply replying to your surprised expression with a chuckle.

He is well-aware of his power and status as one of the 10 Stonehearts of the IPC, but Aventurine's actual self-worth is in shambles. The first time, you actually do something nice for him out of pure goodwill, you'll immediately recieve a few thousand credits as a "meagre" thanks. He's seen these genuine gestures in movies, but Aventurine cannot bring himself to believe someone would do it for him.

Anywayss, on to the dating part! I hope you're patient because it would take a LOT of time before you're actually close. You will learn about him, gradually, but it will be slow.

Which is why there won't be a difference when you first start dating him, with the exception of your relationship being strictly hidden, Aventurine is a private man after all, and he was already taking a big gamble as it is by dating the person who has his heart.

I personally hc him as someone who's attracted to a person who has the freedom to make their own choices, more of an explorer. Which is why he's more likely to fall for a Nameless! Reader than one of the IPC workers.

One of the easiest ways to get close to him is by texts and calls. The amount of texts you'll recieve will increase two-fold, with your conversations ranging from your work, friends to miniscule details, your habits, his habits, multiple promises on your side to visit different views with him by your side, and silences on his end, before changing the topic. In Aventurine's defense, he gets sentimental at night, you only laugh in return and immediately, Aventurine feels his heart leap in his chest.

Physical affection is alien to him. Aventurine has had experience, no doubt, but none of them felt as real as with you. He's lowkey scared of the person he will become if he comes to reciprocate your touches, or even encourage them,so you'll have to be patient, he's trying his best to accomodate you in his world.

It will take a long time for Aventurine to kiss you but that's fine, because he secretly feels himself bursting with adoration when you intertwine your fingers with his, brush his hair, or trace along the length of his nose with your index finger. He's a goner, he's much more in love than he believed and Aventurine unfortunately knows that.

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It's not that Aventurine would say NO to you if you imply to do anything sexual, he's had experience of course, but he would blank out during the experience. It would make hin feel even more shitty because he's doing it with you. Memories of his past experiences would swirl in his head and he would become instantly naseous seeing you beneath him. Needless to say, you learned sexual intimacy is something that will take time do it again.

Aventurine views sex as a tool, something that either has to be simply released, or used as a chip in his plan. He loves you, loves you a lot, and the idea of sex between lovers, being much more than two bodies would take a while to settle in his head. His mind would keep alternating between his past exploitative partners, to the current you, feeling all the more disgusted with comparing you to them.

So you both take your time. Make out with each, kiss his face, hands, and reverently tell him things that you would do to him once you have the chance to properly make love again. It will melt Aventurine to bits, but he's also assured that doing it with you will be different.

"It will be amazing. To feel a part of you connected with me, I want to see you make the most wonderful expressions, Kakavasha. I want to see your face when you c-

"I-I get it! You're enjoying this, aren't you? "

When it finally happens, Aventurine is absolutely moved. Sex finally became something that felt comforting and good to him, and he makes sure you know that with how vocal he is (someone posted aventurine moaning on yt and it's... without context it's... Open to misinterpretation.)

I don't headcanon him as having a high sex drive, it's fairly moderate, or maybe higher than average when he's around you but that's about it.

Sexting happens more often than you think. A lot of times you both are unable to be with each other because of work, which is why it's time for Aventurine to whip out a handy tool called a phone to see your face, and in much more needy times, use your voice to gently coax him to orgasm, which he gladly does too in return.

Imo, he's a switch, but a prefers bottoming. Can easily top too but i dont think he would prefer to be a hard dom. That's just not his thing.

After the first time you had sex, Aventurine was honestly quite surprised. At himself. He becomes much more needy at the prospect of being so close, with you, turning putty into your touch. He's easier to turn-on, and slowly it becomes a challenge at times to see who breaks first.

(To be continued because this was accidentally posted lmao)

[consumeroflemoans]

Since my last Merventurine post blew up a bit, I think I need to do it justice now.

Pining

Merventurine AU by @havanillas

I like to think he gets lonely sometimes when Ratio has to leave for work or other reasons. His doctor can’t stay in the bathtub with him 24/7

[lowkeyren]

imagine enemies to lovers with aventurine…

as the waltz begins, you reluctantly place your hand in his outstretched one; his honeying eyes, always so keen and calculating, now holds a spark of amusement as he meets your gaze. he spins you gracefully across the floor, his smile widens as he feels the dagger strapped to your thigh press against his leg. his grip on your waist tightens, pulling you closer, and leaning down, his breath warm against your ear.

“is this a surprise for me?”, his voice a low murmur that sends a shiver down your spine.

“maybe.” you try to keep your tone cool but it’s getting harder to breathe with the heat of his body so close to yours. "at least wait ‘til the song ends, love." he raises an eyebrow seemingly challenging you, you roll your eyes in response. he’s annoying, ugh when will this end already. 

as the night comes to an end, he releases you from his grasp, executing a bow with his eyes still locked onto yours. you curtsey in return, the intensity of his gaze weighing on you as you straighten up.

he brings your hand to his lips, the touch of his kiss a brief, searing contact. “until next time”, his words carrying both promise and threat. by the time you return to your senses, he has already disappeared into the crowd.

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update: full fic here

[espikola]

Fun fact if you ever feel embarrassed remember: in Czechia we have a bush that always blooms on Easter and it’s rich and gold so it’s blossoms look like someone’s tears or like rain just like Klimt painted it and I adore it so much. It’s called zlatý déšť which means golden rain in English. I thought it would be cute to write that oh that aventurine poster drawing since whenever you win a jackpot golden coins start to drop out of the machine. So I added it, posted it, it already had over 1k likes when someone on twitter started laughing at it. I was like what is their problem so I googled what it means in English and I almost got a heart attack. Idk where yall even learn these phrases bc I gen thought golden rain is a name of the bush plus a name of a chemical experiment. I wholeheartedly apologize to everyone who saw it on twitter that day because I swear I did not know golden rain, such a beautiful name, is a name associated with urinating on someone during the woowoo in English

[the-astral-express-archive]

Honkai: Star Rail | Penacony TV Station Special Interview

[devxoid]

"who drives, aventurine or ratio?" neither

[jailgarden]

Hmmmm… who taught who?

I’m seeing some similarities here…

Also, Dr. Ratio is so nice in his text!

I need more interactions with him like this.

[pinkeos]

Just moments with some of the HSR men

Characters: Aventurine, Blade, Sunday, Jing Yuan, Dr Ratio, Welt

Warning/s: Slight angst in blade and ratio's parts

Notes: this is my last post before i go offline for like a few hours until our wifi is back🫡

you were holding each other, lazing around in bed with nothing else to do for the day, when aventurine told you his name. kakavasha, he told you. and he told you to repeat his name when you first whispered it to him, the identity and name he kept hidden from everyone else sounds sweeter and better when it was you. ever since, it'd became a usual occurrence that he wouldn't turn to you when you call him by aventurine. the smile on his face when he turns to you after you call him by his real name is much better though.

blade doesn't even flinch when you gently wrap the bandages around his wound. he'd already told you before that it was unnecessary. that, against his will, the wounds would heal by themselves. but the frown on your face pinched at his heart, and so, he remained silent as you worked on patching him up. he doesn't like the look on your face, tears brimming in your eyes at the sight of his overlapping wounds. and so, he leans forward to wordlessly connect his lips with yours, his thumb wiping your tears away.

the way your eyebrows furrowed in concentration was quite adorable in sunday’s eyes. he basked in your undivided attention and the tenderness of your touch. the halovian could feel how you thought of your every move as your fingers glided over the feathers of his wings, pruning him delicately and straining your ear for any sort of noise of discomfort from your lover. with a smile, he told you to relax. the way you slightly jumped at his sudden voice made him chuckle into his closed fist.

it was always satisfying for the general of the luofu to watch you skillfully brew tea, he'd told you many times that you could probably do it effortlessly with your eyes closed. you'd only roll your eyes at this and sit across him, engaging in a conversation about both past and future. the topic would stray from one thing to the other, from his old friends, to the current ones, and to a certain lieutenant. jing yuan would fondly talk about how much of a parent you were to yanqing, reveling in the redness of your cheeks at his flowery words.

you remembered the day the letter of invitation from the intelligentsia guild first came, and how ratio discarded his plaster head as he waited for you to finish reading through the paper. you were leaning against that headboard that day, reading before he came home and presented you with it. without a word, you spread your arms and he crawled onto the bed, leaning his head on your chest as your fingers ran through his hair. and he was thankful you didn't give him a look of pity, only understanding and love as you peppered his face with kisses.

your praises for the drawings plastered over welt's sketchbook were never empty, and the smile on your face and the blush on your cheeks when you come across his sketches of you never failed to make him smile as well. you’d offer to draw him yourself, and you'd shyly hand it over to him after you declared you were done. it doesn't matter your skill level, he was more than happy you wanted to draw him. you continue flipping through his sketchbook, listening to him talk about some of them, his voice eventually lulling you to sleep with how soothing it was and with the warmth of his embrace.

[nqmonarch]

Sigh imagine transmigrating into HSR through like death or a dream and you get the luxury of meeting Aventurine.

One way or another you convince Aventurine to drink with you, you place bets with the blonde man, and try to make him enjoy himself. But when he's so quick to bet his life you find yourself wondering if he ever has fun gambling, even when it's not with his life. But what else would he like?

As the night goes on the two of you get more tipsy, and in the midst of the crowded casino Aventurine eases up a bit. He walks closer to you, his voice is a bit quieter, there's still a snarky smile on his face but sometimes there's nothing. You offer to walk him home, and he finds himself surprised when he agrees, not wanting to be alone yet.

He feels more off guard when you walk into his room, but it disappears when your attention turns solely toward the cats. He's a bit disappointed but it's meant to be this way. He elects to let you stick around for a bit, and as you shower the cats in love-- as they deserve-- you slip in the occasional compliment and praise of Aventurine.

"You have beautiful eyes."

His eyes weren't beautiful, they were closer to a curse. Yet he finds himself smiling when you continue to fight him on the matter.

"Your smile is beautiful too, everything about you is."

His smile had made people want to kill him before, he was sure there was nothing beautiful about it.

As the night continues, you notice Aventurine shivering and wrap a blanket around him. You sit down on the ground and press your back against his bed. The two of you have been sobering up overtime. But that doesn't stop you from what you say next,

"You deserve to be loved. You truly do deserve the best in the world," As a HSR player you hadn't seen it all of Aventurine's life, nor did you know the full story. But you knew enough for you to mean those words to their fullest extent.

Behind you Aventurine stilled and didn't say anything back. When you turned your attention back to the cats, he began to tease you again drawing a definitive line. You nodded at his words, playing back into his game. You grabbed him a cup of hot water as the night began to disappear into the morning, and he stayed in the blankets where you had left him.

Your time in this world may not be long, but you would make each moment worth it. And as you saw Aventurine drift into sleep you knew, this was more worth it than anything else you could've done.

PAMPER AVENTURINE PLS

Deep down inside of me I want to just hug Aventurine permanently so he knows he's loved and just like protect him from the world

[n0tamused]

Random tweets from HSR men + my oc at the end

These are really fun to make

[hitomisuzuya]

Aventurine brainrot. Aventurine x fem!reader. Smut. Specific smutty appreciation for Aventurine's fingers. Fingersucking. Cunnilingus. Kissing. Marking. Fingering. Bondage (handcuffs). Collar.

This is comfort filth. I haven't been having a good day, and I have spent the majority of it crying.

Aventurine loves to watch you suck on his fingers. He has beautiful fingers. He knows this, knows how irresistible you find them. He'll watch you, his elbow propped up on the table with his chin resting in his free hand, pumping his gloved fingers in and out of your mouth.

His fingers will feel around and explore your mouth, his ever present smile unwavering. His eyes would glint with lust, and utter fascination as drool pooled from the corners of your mouth.

Aventurine's gloves are expensive. There weren't a lot of ways he could even justify ruining them. However, letting you suck on his fingers to your heart's content, your tongue lapping and your saliva soaking them was one of them. "Be a good girl, get them nice and wet for me. I can stretch you out properly that way."

You would muffle such happy, whiny moans on them. You would stroke his wrist in appreciation if he made you choke on them, complete with an adoring flush on your cheeks for him at the sudden dominance of the action, even prodding and curling your tongue around his rings.

The more intimate control you gave Aventurine, the drunker he got on it.

Your neck always looked breathtaking littered with his bruises and bite marks of passion. There was something that highlighted the beauty of those bruises more. The collar he got you, the aventurine stone in it said loud and clear who you belong to.

He loves hooking his fingers through it to guide your head, especially using it as a means to bring your mouth towards his for a kiss. Hearing the aventurine stone rattle in time with his thrusts proved how thoroughly and deeply he was fucking his cock into your clenching cunt.

Aventurine always, always enjoys indulging himself in the intimacy of deep, open mouthed kisses. One hand would be on the back of your head, holding your lips against his, teeth clicking against yours as his tongue devoured your mouth. He'll caress your cheek, or trace the shape of your jaw, deepening the kiss as he felt you melt into him. It seemed almost a shame to swallow your sweet moans, knowing you were dizzy from how his kisses stole your breath away.

It was always so easy for Aventurine to lose himself in the staggeringly intense pleasure of your tight, gummy walls squeezing around his sensitive cock. Not even gritting his teeth could abate his unabashed moans.

Another way he could justify ruining his gloves was fingering you with them on. The material provided extra sensation, pumping them to the knuckle in and out of you, deftly curling them accurately into your sweet spot.

Even better for him if he could watch them in a mirror, your back pressed against his chest. Your legs would shake as you struggled to hold them open like he commanded you to. If you looked away shyly when you caught sight of yourself in the mirror, he would make you look at yourself. "Now now, sweetheart, that just won't do," He'd purr a playful chide in your ear, his fingers wandering up to play with your nipple, "I want you to see how beautiful you look cumming on my fingers."

Aventurine could get off on hearing the lewd noises his fingers made, feeling your body twitch and shake the closer you got to cumming.

The level of intimacy that came with kissing you after he ate you out never failed to send him reeling. It was erotic for him knowing that you were tasting yourself on his mouth, tasting how good his tongue made you feel.

It was addicting when you rocked your hips up to grind against his tongue, shaky moans steadily giving way to louder ones as he kitten licked and sucked on your throbbing clit. "That's my good girl. Use my tongue to get off like the slut you are."

Aventurine had a favorite pair of handcuffs to like to use to restrain you while he fucked you. It was so satisfying to hear them jingle as you squirmed while he fucked you from behind. His cock pulsed harder between your walls seeing how defenseless you looked. How delicate, and fragile your wrists looked locked in their confines.

It always gave him extra enjoyment to loop an extra chain through the middle of them to tie to the bed with only a little slack. You would barely be able to hold yourself up on your elbows, moaning and whimpering as you felt every pulse and rub as he angled the head of his cock into your sweet spot. You were completely at his mercy, a moaning mess as you creamed on his cock.

Your juices only oozed more around his cock with each thrust keening louder, more shameless moans from you. If you got too embarrassed from you loud you sound and tried to bury your face in his pillows, he would promptly turn your head. Aventurine needed to hear how good he was fucking you.

[yoursweetwife]

Synopsis: Aventurine accidentally finds out that you work in a cafe, and this meeting leaves a very good impression.

warning: reader wears dress, but pronouns are not specified, mention of Ratio, fluff, Aventurine in love, teasing , bad english

Aventurine walked into a cafe, hoping to relax after a long day. It wasn't often that he visited such places, but he had heard a lot of positive reviews about this cafe, and it was never too late to try something new.

He took off his glasses and began to examine the interior. Almost immediately his gaze settled on a familiar face. His classmate is wearing a beautiful black dress, decorated with ruffles and bows. He didn’t expect to see you here at all, although now he understood why you were so often in a hurry to leave.

For the first time in his life, he was glad to be unnoticed. Finding an empty seat by the window, he watched as you moved between tables, taking orders and chatting pleasantly with clients.

Aventurine found himself staring at your face illuminated by the sun for too long, which made you even more ethereal in his eyes.

He saw how you habitually covered mouth with your palm, laughing at the client’s words. What a pity that from his place he could not clearly hear your laughter.

As you finished your conversation with the client, your eyes met neon purple irises, you couldn't be more unlucky than you were today.

You stared at the blonde in shock, he was the last person you expected to see in this place. This is a rather inconspicuous cafe, and Aventurine could afford much more luxurious places.

He often visited casinos and other unpleasant places, but despite this, you and he had a good relationship, you would even dare to call you friends. But he was still a big tease, and this situation would give him more reasons to not let you live in peace.

Aventurine couldn't help but laugh when he saw your soft expression change to one of confusion. He playfully looked at your approaching figure, twirling a poker chip in his hand.

"The reviews didn't lie, this place really is a real find."

He leaned back on the couch and stared at you with his piercing violet eyes. You could never stop admiring them.

“Aventurine, what are you doing here? Have you lost all your money gambling, that’s why you came here?”

You asked jokingly, placing your hands on your hips. There seemed to be no limit to his balance sheet, with purchases and many parties worth several million, if not more.

Hearing the question, Aventurine raised his eyebrows and a mischievous grin spread across his face. The teasing tone in his voice was obvious.

“Oh, don’t make me laugh, [name]. Of course, I'm here for the atmosphere and amazing service."

He waved his hand in front of him, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Aventurine couldn't help but feel awe at the sight.

Aventurine looked around the cafe, as if pondering his next words. When he turned back to you, his expression became more serious.

“Maybe there is a special service for good clients like me?.”

Aventurine winked, his smile never faltered.

You rolled your eyes playfully and placed the menu right in front of him. As attractive as Aventurine was, his cocky demeanor was damn annoying.

He was also a well-known playboy, so you were clearly not the first or last person he flirted with, although now he was rarely seen among girls. When you asked him about it, he simply said he was "bored." Even Ratio noticed this, although your blue-haired friend was not distinguished by the desire to delve into Aventurine’s love affairs.

"Better place an order or I'll report the harassment to security guard."

Aventurine laughed lightheartedly and waved his hand as if it didn't matter.

"Relax, honey, it's just a joke. I would never force you to do something against your will."

He rested his cheek on his palm and looked at you mysteriously. Another problem with being friends with Aventurine, you never know what he's thinking, but you really didn't have time to deal with that at work. Fortunately, there were almost no visitors.

"Would you like me to pick you up after work?"

You tilted your head, looking at the blonde questioningly. A spectacle that will not leave anyone indifferent, Aventurin is sure.

"B-but why?"

"Why not? We could visit a couple of nice places. Like a shopping center that recently opened or a park, even that museum you were talking about!"

Your cheeks burned when Aventurine said about the museum. It just slipped out of your mouth during the conversation; to be honest, you didn't think he was even listening to you at that moment.

“You can’t stand museums, you called them temples of boredom and dust, if I remember correctly.”

Aventurine shrugged, remembering how he was hit by your mutual friend Ratio with a very heavy book when he said this in front of him.. The blonde scratched the back of his head and his face softened as he looked up again.

“I really don’t understand what’s interesting about naked bodies or stones, but for your sake I’m willing to endure it.”

You could feel your cheeks burning, and Aventurine saw it too, but didn’t show it. Your hands played with the sleeve of your uniform to clear your thoughts a little, why did Aventurine even have to be so cute? You tucked your hair behind your ear and took a deep breath.

"At six. I finish at six today."

Aventurine blinked several times, processing the new information. Suddenly the biggest smile you had ever seen appeared on his face. He stood up from his seat and took your hand, squeezing it gently.

“Great! Until evening then? I need to buy tickets, I don’t want unnecessary delays to spoil the mood!”

Aventurine continued to wave even when he was outside the door. The poor guy almost fell on his back, running into a random passerby.

You laughed softly and shook your head, then your gaze shifted to the menu, which he hadn't even touched. The chip landed on the table with a loud thud, and he was so excited that he forgot his favorite chip.

You twirled the chip between your fingers, not noticing that you were looking at it for too long, until the bell above the door rang, signaling a new client.

Can you return the chip later during your...date?