#♡ aven ! :3

[ubelaces]

jusr putting this here for all moot tags :3

[lowkeyren]

reverse dating tropes w hsr men! (pt. 2)

in which — what the title suggests / those classic fanfic tropes but with a twist

featuring — gepard, aventurine, sunday (separately) x gn!reader

✧.* — wc: total 2.1k, downbad gepard + flirty aven + sunday is js fluff overload, wrecked my brain out for this, serval robin cameo xx, anyway pls enjoy!! reblogs r appreciated <3

boothill jing yuan blade vers here!

gepard ♡‧₊˚

"blind date" but gepard is just too shy to ask you out himself so serval does him a favour —setting you up on a date with him.

gepard clutches the bouquet of ball peonies tightly behind his back; he catches sight of you sitting on a bench, patiently waiting for him. to ease his nerves, he takes a deep breath, reassuring himself, it’s going to be alright gepard, just go over there, give them the flowers, and ask them out! surely it’s not that hard…

upon spotting him, you rise from your seat and wave eagerly in his direction. he hastens his steps, closing the distance between you. as he stands in front of you, you can see a faint blush tinting his cheeks, the rosy hue contrasting with his fair skin. he clears his throat, “ahem…sorry to keep you waiting.” revealing the bouquet behind his back, he averts his gaze downwards, shifting his weight nervously from one foot to the other.

you accept the flowers graciously, smiling warmly at him. “and would you please—” in that moment, his gaze flickers up to meet yours, it's the worst thing he could have done. 

oh aeons… you look so beautiful. his heart races, threatening to leap out of his chest, and he finds himself at a loss for words, his mind a jumble of thoughts and emotions. “hm?” you tilt your head with a soft smile, the sound of your voice washes over him like a gentle breeze, leaving him tongue-tied. he’s sure you can see the redness spreading to his ears now.

panicking, he blurts out “—pass the flowers to my sister.” (re: go on a date with me) 

his eyes widened at his own words, wait no he meant to ask you out on a date! 

“ah… okay, no problem!” you reply, masking your surprise with a polite smile, quickly dismissing any lingering curiosity. though you do find it a bit odd that he would arrange a meeting just to pass on flowers to his sister, but hey perhaps as the captain of silvermane guards, he's simply too busy to visit serval himself. in any case, you admire his thoughtfulness towards his sibling.

“now tell me brother dearest, to what do i owe the pleasure of receiving ball peonies from you?” serval crosses her arm across her chest, learning against her workbench, her face deadpan, oh she’s definitely aware of what happened.

sensing her brother’s nervousness, she shakes her head teasingly. "oh, nevermind! please, spare me the explanation… you totally fumbled, and told them to give the flowers to me? really, geppie? and how long do you plan to drag this out for?" 

gepard sighs as he realises there's no use in trying to deflect her sharp observation. he can only resort to his last-ditch effort now: asking serval to set you up on a date with him. 

so now, you find yourself sitting at a cozy diner, waiting for your so-called “blind date” that serval has set you up on.

(“i guarantee you won’t regret it!” serval throws a playful wink at you; you give up trying to figure her underlying intentions) 

suddenly, a man walks over to you, you assume that he is your date— “gepard? what are you doing here..?” gepard's cheeks flush with embarrassment as he stands before you, a sheepish smile playing at the corners of his lips. "i, uh... i’m your blind date." he admits, swallowing nervously. 

you let out a soft laugh, “oh i was hoping it would be you.” you admit, your voice tinged with a hint of bashfulness.

hoping it was him? so that means you feel the same right?

needless to say, your date went well. before you part ways, you press a soft kiss to his already-burning cheeks (don’t do that again, you’re gonna break him), and you disappear into the distance, leaving behind a trail of butterflies in his stomach; he presses his hand against the spot you pecked, he thinks he might not be able to sleep for the next few nights, what you have done to the poor guy. 

oh gepard, he is so deeply, utterly, in love with you.  

aventurine ୨୧｡˚ ⋆

CEO playboy aventurine takes an interest in you, but you unintentionally lead him on, so he ends up falling heads over heels for you.

“meet me in my office in 5 minutes.” you immediately pause at what you’re doing, and read the message from your boss over and over again. oh gosh you’re really done for now! what did you do wrong?! your mind races as you try to recall any mistakes you’ve made recently, but nothing comes to mind… 

you nervously knock on the door to aventurine’s office, feeling your palms grow clammy with sweat. a voice rings out, “ah, yes please come in.”

you step into the room, not daring to meet your boss’ gaze. “i’m here sir, as you requested. is there anything you need from me?” you suddenly find the marble floor very interesting, opting to stare at it as you anxiously wait for his reply.

aww, are they really that shy to see me? that’s cute.

aventurine’s next sentence catches you completely off guard, “so, what do you think about my new tie, hm?” he walks over to you, a smirk forming on his lips.

is this one of his stupid schemes again? aeons, this won’t work on you.

“...it's crooked. let me fix it for you.” you reach out and adjust his tie, being careful as to not accidentally choke him (even if you really want to, just because he scared the shit out of you by calling you into his office for something like this), lest you get fired.

aventurine is pleasantly taken aback by your boldness. usually those who fall victim to his flirtatious ways are quick to shower him with compliments, but your reaction is refreshingly unexpected. or perhaps you are challenging him? oh well, a little gamble never hurts, right?

it's obvious he’s taken a liking to you; for the next few weeks, he's been calling you to his office more and more frequently, to the point where you're no longer nervous to enter, as you know it’s probably nothing serious. plus, you’ve gotten used to the “strange” reasons he requests for your presence.

including the times where he made you do your work in his office, claiming that he feels lonely and needs your (it can only be you, no one else) company. or the many-times that you told him to manage his money wisely because he CANNOT be spending thousands on you. 

“just a small gift for my favourite employee!” (and it's a whole ass car that costs way above your pay grade)

at this point, you're beginning to think he should hire a secretary. you subconsciously bring the idea up during one of your visits, what you didn’t expect was for him to eagerly agree with you. his eyes twinkle with amusement, “no wonder you’re my favourite, of course you’re interested in being my secretary, well lucky you! your new position begins tomorrow.” 

so instead of hiring a secretary like any normal person would, he makes YOU his secretary. and hey, when did you ever express that you would like to be his secretary? this scumbag…

“oh don’t be so nervous sweetheart, just sort these out for me—” he hands you a folder of documents, his fingers deliberately brushing against yours, lingering for a moment longer than necessary. “and stay here while you work on them.. want to see your pretty face.”

you think your boss is insufferable, even more so now that you’ve fallen for his charms. it's as if he enjoys playing this game of cat and mouse, keeping you on your toes with his teasing remarks and lingering touches. yet beneath the facade of annoyance, there’s something undeniably alluring about the way he looks at you, as if you're the only person in the room. well you’re not far off; you are the sole focus of his attention. 

like right now, while you attempt to maintain your composure under his unmistakably, shameless, lovesick gaze; his lips curl into a mischievous smirk,  “oh by the way, dinner's on me tonight. choose whatever you like." with a coy smile, you decide to tease him, “what? can’t even ask me out properly?” you quip, raising an eyebrow in faux innocence.

and later that night you find your boss on one knee, waiting at your front porch, in his hands are freshly bought flowers. his eyes immediately light up the moment you open the door, a horrified look on your face. “will you go on a date with me?” oh how he delights in your flustered expression.

“i said ask me out! not get down on one knee and propose!” 

“...so will you?”

don’t worry, he knows you'll look forward to the day he proposes (you’re not even dating, yet) but for now he’ll spoil you with the most lavish meal known to mankind, not that you’re complaining about it either. 

sunday ༊*·˚

not-so-accidental confession with sunday who intentionally leads you to overhear him talking about his feelings for you. 

you raise your hand, ready to knock on the door, but a voice from inside halts your movement. you hesitate, your knuckles hovering just inches away from the wood, as the unexpected sound piques your curiosity. 

“brother, why didn’t you tell me this before?” it’s no doubt that the soft-spoken voice belongs to robin, her tone carrying a tinge of surprise; and by the way she addresses the other person, it can't be anyone but sunday himself. 

their conversation sounds tense, you think it's inappropriate to eavesdrop, but just as you were about to leave, sunday's voice catches your attention, and you freeze at the sound of your name slipping past his lips. 

“—their infectious laugh, how their eyes light up with pure innocence, their unwavering passion and selflessness that knows no bounds; always putting others before themselves. how can i possibly not love them?”

your face flushes with warmth upon hearing his words, and you're unable to suppress a cough that escapes; you bring your hands to your mouth, hoping to stifle any further embarrassment.

robin chuckles, “oh brother, i understand exactly what you mean”, a genuine smile spreads across her face. “...seems like you’re expecting a guest” she raises an eyebrow knowingly, “i’ll take my leave now." with that, she gives sunday a reassuring pat on the shoulder and gracefully exits the room, shooting you a playful wink as she walks by.

uh oh… you’re totally busted

you immediately turn on your heels, trying to slip away before sunday realises you're there. but just before you can make your escape, someone grabs your wrist, holding you firmly in place. you turn around to see sunday looking down at you, his eyes flickering with emotions swirling within him.

"i swear i didn't hear anything!" you exclaim, waving your hand in front of you defensively.

“really…nothing?”

“yup! nothing at all.” you lie through your teeth, cringing at yourself.

“nothing? ...but i made sure you were there to hear everything.” a hint of disappointment evident in his voice.

“huh..?” your expression twists with confusion, a faint blush creeping up from your neck. you were meant to hear that? he just poured his heart out to his sister…about you! 

sunday smiles, oh there’s no point in lying now, he knows you heard him. (as expected)

he steps closer to you, his arms caging you between the wall and himself. “you know i meant everything i said right?” a soft smile tugged at the corners of his lips, leaving you momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond; you can feel your chest swelling with warmth, his wings flutter subconsciously as he awaits your response. 

“y-yes…” you avert your gaze, too shy to stare into his eyes. “please, look at me…” he gently tilts your chin up, his eyes boring into yours. “i wanted to tell you that i love you, for so long” he looks vulnerable at that moment, a side he only ever shows to you; a side of him only you get to see.

“i love y—” sunday gently places his finger on your lips, silencing you. you tilt your head at his gesture, your mouth still agape. “don’t say it back yet…” moving his hand to hold your face, “allow me to take you out on a date, then tell me how you feel.” you interlace your fingers with the his that rest against your face, nodding your head in acceptance.

though sunday longs for you to utter those 3 words to him, he wants to make that moment perfect, just as you are to him. despite sunday’s intention for you to overhear him, he regrets not being able to catch your reaction to his words, so next time (re: on the date), he vows to repeat it as many times as necessary; he will do anything to fulfill your every wish.

and should you desire for him to put a ring on your finger, he will do it in a heartbeat. 

✧.*

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[6gumi]

which dress looks good on me?

synopsis ﹒your husband aventurine helps you pick out dresses ! ( gone wrong ! )

pairings﹒aventurine x f!reader

cw﹒nsfw MDNI. unedited. 、 established relationship 、mirror sex 、semi-public sex 、reader physically smaller 、mild titplay 、 squirting 、aventurine referred to as “kakavasha” once or so 、a bit of choking 、nicknames used ( baby, sweetheart, more ! ) 、more tba !

note﹒hi hii ! ! decided to change things up w my formatting . . . since the last one wasn’t that good so i hope this new format it looks fine :3 this is a lil short but it’s oki ! ! | reblogs are highly appreciated ! if you want to talk to me, send a rq or thirst . . . feel free to send me an ask ! — millie ♡

it was another day of spending time with your husband, of course . . . he spoiled you a shit ton today, even though you scolded him not to ! but of course, he wouldn’t listen. hmph, typical. you were both in one of the big changing rooms in your favourite place to shop at, examining the dress that hugged your body, the coldness of the room making you shiver. “hmm . . .” you hummed, raising a brow as you took a step closer to the mirror, “ . . aven, i’m not sure about this dress.” you murmured, glancing at your beloved husband staring at you in pure awe, ugh . . he was like a puppy. it was cute.

aventurine whistled, his rough fingertips tracing the outline of your ass, smirking when he felt you jump. “i like it, i guess you don’t then,” he chuckled with a shrug, taking a step closer. “maybe try another one on and see how it looks, maybe something a bit looser, if you prefer. but to me, i like this one.”

“babe, you said that with the five other dresses i tried on earlier.”

“ . . . so?”

“sooo which means that . . . you need to be more with me, you can’t just say “yes it looks good” every single time, y’know . . . i need your honest opinion.” you spoke, crossing your arms.

“well, you did look good in all those dresses you tried on earlier, even this one you still look as beautiful as ever.” aventurine’s pretty eyes roamed over your body with admiration. "your body is perfect just the way it is." aventurine reached out, gently cupping one of your round breasts through the thin material of your dress. "and if anything, you're just getting even more beautiful with each passing day." he leaned in close, nuzzling your neck as he whispered into your ear, " . . mm . . but if you want to look extra hot, maybe we should find something that shows off your cute breasts over here. maybe . . one that allows them to spill right out—“

“kakavasha.”

“what? i was only telling the truth, sweetheart. can’t handle it?”

the dress surely was stunning, accentuating every part of you. but there was something missing . . . like something else needed to be added. hm . . you weren’t sure what. could it be the color? maybe it wasn’t your color? you just weren’t sure. a hand ran through your hair again, slowly trailing down towards the fat of your ass . . . feeling a small yet sharp slap that stung your skin. “you really can’t decide? just get all of them, love. you know i can afford them. unless . . you want me to tell you how i feel about this dress in specific . . both on and off. would that be to your liking?” that smug lil’ smirk on his face . . . you knew exactly what he meant by that. it was risky, but hey . . . you didn’t mind that. you nodded, raising a brow with a smile.

aventurine’s eyes darted over your figure, lingering on the swell of your breasts beneath the dress you wore, he could feel his cock stirring in his pants, straining against the fabric of his boxers. aventurine silently cursed his weakness, his thoughts betraying him at the most inopportune time. “mmh . . . let’s start here.” your husband’s fingers tickled your chin, facing you to the mirror infront of you, as if he wanted you to watch every single thing he does. gripping your hips, he pressed your body firmly against the cold mirror . . his fingers moved deftly, reaching down to flip your dress upwards, sliding his eager digits within your heat . . stroking your wet slit.

“aven . . .” a breathy whimper slipped between your lips as aventurine pressed his thumb against your clit, his other fingers dipping into your folds. He could feel her body respond to his touch, your hips bucking slightly as you tried stifling moans.

“mm . . this dress presents you so well, angel. i like the fabric used . . i also like how these present these tits of yours. ‘s fucking pretty. you can’t expect me to not look at them, can you, baby?” he teased, his fingers brushing over your nipples gently. “if you ever wore this at an important gathering . . fuck. i’d get hard so quick,” his voice . . . goodness his voice. he was so close to you, his body pressed firmly against yours, rubbing his cock against your backside. “speaking of that . . look how hard you made me, baby. just ‘cuz i saw you in this pretty dress.”

the gambler trapped you close against the mirror, cock twitching at the sight of your breasts pressing against the cold surface. his eyes darkened, desire burning in his depths as he looked at the reflection of his wife. your breathing hitched, eyes half-closed, and lips parted in need. "fuck, baby . . . you're driving me insane," aventurine growled, his voice desperate and thick with lust. he adjusted the dress, pulling it down just enough to reveal more of your breasts . . . mouth watering at the sight, his cock throbbing painfully in response. “i’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy . . kay? i’m gonna fuck this pretty pussy.” aventurine’s skilled hands wrapped themselves around your throat, applying pressure with a squeeze. “. . . ‘gonna fuck you hard against this mirror until we get kicked out, kay?”

“ . . okay . . “

“good girl.” his hand squeezed around your neck once more as his cock slid smoothly into your wet heat. his breath hitched as he felt your warmth enveloping him, your wet heat surrounding his dick. your moans and his groans bounced off the walls of the fitting room, not caring if anyone was waiting outside to try on their own clothes . . that’s their problem! “oh baby . . . i will never stop fucking this cunt of yours.” aventurine groaned deeply, losing all control within his nerves as they were all conveyed by pure lust for you. the sounds of the mall faded away, replaced by the slap of your bodies connecting, the soft gasps and whimpers escaping both of you and him.

"this fuckin’ dress . . . fuck i’m gonna ruin it. ruin you, baby.” the gambler breathed raggedly, rough hands gripping your thighs tightly as he pounded into you with no avail or intention of stopping, his eyes locked on the reflection, watching himself taking his pretty wife in the sexiest dress he’d ever seen. “watch me while i fuck you, my little wife. do you see my cock sliding in and out of you? ‘s good . . isn’t it?”

"god, yes!" you cried out, clenching your fists against the mirror, your husband’s eyes locked on the image of your plump tits bouncing with each thrust with your face flushed with passion. “more, aven . . more more more !” goodness . . . you were almost certain that people from the outside heard you both fuckin’ and getting it down in there. in full honesty . . . aventurine didn't care who heard, he didn't care about the consequences. all he cared about was satisfying his desperate hunger for you, feeling your body clench around him. oh . . the way your heat enveloped his member like a blanket drove him crazy. it took every ounce of control left in his body to not cum instantly . . wanting to savour the moment more.

“a—aven i’m gonna cum . . .”

“yeah? cum, angel. cum on my cock . . maybe cum on the mirror too . . give the workers a hard time cleaning our intimacy.” he chuckled, landing a swift smack to your ass. fuck, the sensation was too much for you. your orgasm crashed into you like a tidal wave, overwhelming you completely. with a gasp, you squirted all over the mirror, milking your husbands cock as you did so . . . your vision swam with pleasure, mind hazy with orgasmic bliss. “well then . .” aventurine spoke again, grunting when he emptied himself into you. “did that prove anything? prove how much i liked this dress . . ?”

“sh—shit . . mm . . yes, yes it did . .”

“good. then let’s get this one then, baby. can’t wait to completely ruin you again in this dress when we get home.”

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[anantaru]

⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ ACE OF SPADES — PART TWO

part one. | rich boy aven masterlist.

synopsis. ⊹ ‧₊˚ ᰔ so far, your date with rich boy aventurine goes really well, and after going outside to take a fresh breath of air, you two cannot keep your hands off each other anymore. // ꒰ᐢ⸝⸝⸝⸝ᐢ꒱ wc. 1.8k ♡

cw. semi public (you're outside), heavy make out session, tit play & tit sucking, reader wears a dress <3 rich boy au, fem! reader ♡

a razor-edged cold hovers on your face and crawls underneath your dress, taking over your skin as dew does to drooping leaves.

you snug yourself into the jacket rich boy aventurine has draped around your shoulders as your nostrils pick up his signatory cologne— a balmy orchestra of lavish flowers greet you, well balanced with a manly musk that made your heart leap.

aventurine was irresistible— truly, he held an alluring, captivating aura that went way beyond his exterior.

in simple terms, beauty clung to his face and belonged to him, to his cheekbones and jaw, or inside the attractive glow smoldering in his eyes.

the frigid wind beats upon your cold flesh as aventurine grabs on to the collar of his coat to drape it around your tighter, the fleeting trace of his skin brushing along your own was tempting out a mellowness from deep within your bones, not ceasing until it conquered your entire form.

he smiles at you, eyes vivid and wide, "you okay?" and slowly, step by step, aventurine feels down from your shoulders to your arms before taking your icy hands into his warm palms.

a rich hunger captivated him, the strong need to explore more of you was devouring every fragment of life and energy that kept the lust inside of him restrained.

alas he continues, gingerly pulling your hands towards his mouth, "here, let me help," before watching you through his thick lashes.

he smirks, taking a long, deep breath and closing his eyes before exhaling through his lips softly, a warm smoke of air ascending along your knuckles.

it felt gentle on your freezing fingers as he ends it with a keen rub of his thumbs stroking over your cold knuckles.

a warm prickle manifests itself on your cheeks as he repeats it, and while he does it, you had the chance to admire his beauty all the more.

by the fourth time of a comforting breeze tickling your hands, your eyes stung at the focus on his face as he suddenly pulls you closer to his chest.

aventurine knew how to make you melt inside a chilly climate— and alas, he glares at you contently, his stomach twisting in agony as he couldn't help but wonder how your lips would taste like.

the idea of going in for a kiss was fixed into his mind and refused to leave— aventurine believes the date had been going well so far? to take it a step further would be okay, wouldn't it?

you didn't have to be a genius to figure out his musing— his red cheeks and dilated pupils told it all.

did you happen to make aventurine flustered? oh, such wasn't an easy deed to accomplish.

ah well, should he? should he not? that was the question.

not to mention that he was a lucky man, and if the gambler were to take this intriguing gamble, what were the odds of actually losing it in the end?

"did you make up your mind?" you murmur softly, your breath clinging on his lips as you narrow your brows, watching how the wheels in his mind were working restlessly.

"hah, you got me figured out, haven't you?"

"—but you see," aventurine whispers as he continues his sentence, placing his palms from your hands to your cheeks, "before taking a gamble, one has to calculate possible wins," a palm strokes over your jaw as he heaves out a low exhale.

"—and possible losses,"

his thumb taps at your bottom lip, focusing intently on their shape and quizzing your every reaction.

without hesitation he leans in, softening your tense muscles and limbs before pressing his lips on you. aventurine was certain it had an effect on you, but wow, how sexy it was that you made it so easy for him to kiss you— how you didn't fear calling him out.

you hold your breath as his tongue slides inside, the both of you moaning longingly against each other. his lips curl in satisfaction as saliva frames the corners of your lips.

the ache of wanting him to touch every sweet square of you sat heavy in your stomach as your tongue danced around his, lips clashing and hands melting into your bodies.

aventurine was an awfully good kisser— not to mention that he was very much aware of that. the coarse laps of his tongue tracing against yours were almost too perfect, too delicious that you felt your own face burning.

only the best for you, aventurine thinks, in fact, this date has been planned out just for you, under the guise of being a simple evening at the casino to get to know each other— when in reality, he made sure everything was as needed.

starting from your most liked music, to the colors you favored the most which were all represented in various decorations all over the casino— finished with handpicked beverages all on display.

holding a secret of precise planning and dedication.

unquestionably had he worked his mind to bits and pieces in order to have the most perfect first date imaginable.

for what felt like hours passing and at the same time, no time going by, his kisses were rough and searing as his palms began to explore your body, making it the most comfortable for you to rest your own against his chest.

his tongue was craving you, keen to taste your hypnotic lips or the specific flavor of your lipgloss.

he couldn't decide on it— was it strawberry or cherry flavored? in fact, it held an artificial taste, although after trapping your bottom lip between his mouth to nibble on the skin, he can finally taste it.

yes, aventurine was sure of it now, it was strawberry and he fucking loved it.

it feels so good when he touches you, and your entire body was hot and searing with a vigorous urgency manifesting in your precious whines.

embraced by his tenderness, aventurine pulls you closer to him.

he slides one palm up to your chest, testing the waters and seeing how far you'd be comfortable for him to go.

the gambler thought he was being patient, in fact, he still considers himself such— he wouldn't want to actually take this further and fuck you on the first date, which was okay, because no matter how good your chemistry has been this night, he still considered himself a gentleman.

aventurine slowly pulls himself from your mouth, the gloss on his lips making his features light up as he kisses along your cheek, then proceeds to lick over your jaw all the while his hands were toying with the straps of your dress.

"is this okay?" he mumbles out, tenderly nipping at your neck before trapping a bit of the flesh between his teeth, the sharp trail grazing above your boiling veins and making you squirm.

you cough slightly and nod, your eyes lidded as you watch him through an expectant look on your face, "yeah, please keep going,"

for balance, you slide your hand into his tousled hair before scratching over his scalp softly.

you cannot shake the excitement from yourself but the sheer imagination of him touching you underneath your pretty dress made something in your brain click and fold, click and fold.

and among your fight against your knees fearing to give up on you, aventurine skillfully slips two fingers into the strap of your dress before sliding it down just a bit— not too much, well yes, you were still outside but concealed behind a secure spot, yet he only needed your breasts to pop out just enough, so he could take them in his mouth.

aventurine doesn't know if the sight of your erected nipples sticking through the thin fabric of your dress was more maddening or actually seeing them bare and naked for the first time.

you will truly be the death of him.

fuck, you're so beautiful, your skin looks so soft and kissable and perfect that he cannot wait to devour you whole.

his jaw clenches as he gulps out, attentively moving his lips towards one breast while settling his palm on the other to roughly squeeze the mound.

you keep your balance by lightly tugging at his blonde hair and holding at his shoulders as your back arches into him, your eyebrows pulled together.

your pussy flutters around nothing as pleasure shoots through your veins the moment he takes your tit inside his mouth.

aventurine laps a heavy lick across it and moans into your spongy flesh before observing you through under his lashes, "you're sensitive here," he drawls and clicks his tongue, slightly pulling away to fling the tip of his muscle up and down, kitty licking your nipple.

you whine at his words as your noises break into a thousand pieces,  lolling your head back as your blood raced in anticipation, relentlessly rubbing your thighs together for any sort of friction, really.

aventurine loves to hear you, so he knows he was doing a good job in pleasuring you well.

perhaps one day, you could tell him how fucking nicely his tongue felt covering your tits while he messily slurps on your breasts with saliva dewed on his chin— or if your poor, little cunt was waiting to be filled too?

he can tell you're trying to keep your voice down due to the fact that you were outside— although your whispers told another story, the gasp of a shaky and desperate fuck, f-fuck told him everything he needed to know.

in comparison, aventurine couldn't care less if people were hearing you both, "you scared someone will see us?"

he grins, his tongue lapping up the saliva on his lips, "watch how i'm doing this," as he moves to your other tit, squeezing the flesh together to properly take it in his mouth and suck.

he repeats it; squeezing, licking across your nipple, sucking and drawing out everything he could until your mounds were so sore and sensitive, pulsing and throbbing at the loss of him.

aventurine hums before popping your tit from his mouth, placing his pointer finger over the stinging nipple and stroking it, "can only imagine how much they wish to be in my spot right now," he winks cheekily at you, his dick throbbing at your embarrassed face that was more hot and delirious than actually embarrassed.

in a tangle of making you endure the heaviness of his palms and lips all over you, your eyes slide shut as he rolls the pads of his fingers right there, oh fuck, there.

"be quiet for me, okay?" the overstimulation on your chest was too much, almost painful as you whine, nodding and puffing out a little okay before you feel the rumble of aventurine's groan press into your skin, "good girl, that's all i need you to do."

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[merakiui]

Hi Mera!! :D

Super excited that you're in Penacony now, can't wait for all your thoughts on Sunday and co!! >3< Love Sunday sooo much <33 Manipulative boi with (mostly) good intentions. He just wants the best for everyone in his own way <3 "he a lil confused but he got the spirit." Honestly I feel like if he did have a darling in canon he'd probably have yandere tendencies to some degree with just how he is.

But I was curious too, since you also went through the Xianzhou storyline, if you had any thoughts or opinions on Jing Yuan or Blade? :333 They're my favorites >3<

I hope you're having a lovely day Mera, and make sure to stay hydrated! <3

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HIIII ☄️!!!!! (´▽`ʃƪ)♡

Sunday has been rotting in my brain ever since I began Penacony. I love everything about him!!!!! He is so beloved to me!!! >w< I want to write lots of things for Sunday, so I'm very happy that you're excited to read the thoughts that are to inevitably come!

As for Jing Yuan and Blade, I like them a lot!!! I think they're both so interesting! Admittedly, I am most fascinated with Sunday and so he is on a completely different pedestal compared to the others. But I love fictional men in power and Jing Yuan is so *chef's kiss* for that. I need to read up on his lore and learn a bit more about him (and also Blade) before I attempt any yan characterization. Blade is such a creature to me!!!! There's something so terrifying (but also sad) about the fact that he can't die....... one of those yans you just can't escape. ;;;;;

I also love love LOVE Aventurine!!!! <3 he's so AAAAAAA!!!!!! His boss is so cool and the ost is a banger.......... I may have fought for my life, but at least Aven looked good during it. (˘ ˘ ˘) now that I've played through Aven's arc, this playlist makes even more sense and, consequently, it hurts TEN TIMES MORE..... T^T

[seelestia]

Odeliaaaaaaa, Thank you so much for writing this masterpiece ♡(੭´͈ ᐜ `͈)੭ (https://www.tumblr.com/seelestia/752992189846585344/the-gambler-and-his-knight?source=share), you did it very very meticulously!!! >< I really enjoyed the touch of anxiety and perhaps also denial you gave him. (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ to a certain point, I imagined that the reader was dying because of Aventurine's reckless behavior when he was gambling. I mean, not every time bodyguards are able to look after their clients and come out alive, they could be lose an eye or hand, of course I'm not underestimating the reader's abilities, but if only. maybe it will be the breaking point where they know each other's feelings, or maybe not (please don't take it seriously, I just really enjoy angst. And that one just reallllyyy goooooood) wwwww (๑˃́ꇴ˂̀๑) seeing how deep their relationship is, even though it's unspoken, I feel, angst will be their main color. Last, tysm for the food! May you have great day ε(´｡ •᎑•')っ 💕

hi, nonnie! thank u for giving it a read ( ;´ - `;). i'm glad u enjoyed the themes of anxiety & denial in the post russian roulette scene. aventurine is always so laid-back and frivolous—on the outside, anyway��so getting to lace his inner monologue with panic while he's trying (rlly hard) to keep up a front felt like a breath of fresh air to write. aven the beloved ‹//3

dw, ur free to imagine & it isn't unlikely! bodyguards are technically meant to take the brunt for their clients so injuries, minor or heavy, are unavoidable. which gets aventurine worried sick LOL i think it's obvious from a third party perspective that he cares for us, whether that be some moral principle or pesky feelings, it's just hard to come to terms with or acknowledge out loud. (defense mechanism?)

oh no, the confession at death's door trope... the regret, the feelings that finally spill free, the haste & urgency to say it all before it's too late... who knows? maybe. it could be enough for the reader & aven. they're both stubborn in their own ways 🤕

[singeryuri]

hihiii nikolai >_0 if ur still doing the s/i game how abt 🌩️✨📚 !! pick anyone u wanna dooo :3

referencing this ask game!

YAYYY thank you yves :3 I am indeed still accepting asks for it since I ♡ excuses to ramble muahaha >:3 decided to go with dmitrie and éloise for the first 2, but for 📚 I took into account all my s/is and wrote as much as I could think of atm! under the cut bc rambling wahoo ^_^

🌩️ ; Do any canon characters hate your S/I? Who's their worst enemy?

Dmitrie: He gets on Rikai's nerves sooo much it is so funny oh my goodness. With his obnoxious flirting towards Amahiko, and him trying to 'ship' the rest of the charismas he gets yelled at a lot (reasonably so bc what is this man's problem!1!1!1) for acting like a weirdo. I need to put them in a locked room with security cameras together and watch what happens..

Éloise: Her dislike of Mozus is mainly something that rubbed off on her from Divus, but it'd still definitely be there without him around. She considers him a pain to talk to for long and feels as though he's a strict, boring old guy. If she had to choose, she much prefers standing off to the side giggling as she watches Divus and him bicker.

✨ ; What are some of your S/Is favorite things, aside from your F/O?

Dmitrie: He eats UP badly written romance, could live off of a steady supply of YA fiction instead of food for about a month or two. He also has a bit of a sweet tooth, and enjoys cherry and strawberry flavored things. His favorite color is red, the color of love, but he's also a fan of pink and white, since they're other colors commonly associated with love. He also loves stuff with tacky heart motifs. Valentine's Day and the days leading up to it are like the "Objective: Survive" time of the year for his wallet.

Éloise: She loooves things with berries, especially blueberries! I imagine she always has some blueberry tea in her house because it's her favorite kind, and indulges on blueberry tarts once in a while when she needs to satisfy her sweet tooth. In terms of music, she likes classier stuff, usually listening to orchestral music while she works or relaxes. She wears a lot of green and works with nature, so me saying she likes it isn't anything special, but she also has a fondness for orange and I think she'd really like amber jewelry :] Anddd finally, one of her favorite flowers is a sunflower 🌻! I'd have to google a bunch of flowers to accurately list off what she likes since she probably knows ten times more types off hand than I do but those I do know about. So yay!

📚 ; Do you think any of your S/Is from different media would get along well?

Ohh absolutely!! Martha being the gothic girl she is would looove being around Rina, and be so curious about her whole.. haunted doll thing. I think Rina and Odette could also be doll friends and bond over doll things. Jarek and Dmitrie would at least get along decently because I think they'd be able to bond over The Longing™ together, but this is assuming Dmitrie doesn't start being really weird. As all the crsm characters are known to be. But even then I think Jarek wouldn't mind much like c'mon he's in love with King Yaoi III who knows maybe being Like That is just how Dmitrie copes with being in love with whoever this Amahiko guy is 🤷 Dorenia is a friendly fella so he'd generally be pretty ok with most of my other S/Is I think. Aven and them feel like they'd get along well but I think that's because they're some of the most Nikolai-truthful characters in terms of personality so I think that's just them being similar people,, Interesting question hehe this was really funny to think about!

[ardensregias]

hey .. jus peeking thru .. <3

i just want 2 say i love ur works sm lawd they make me giggle like crazy (this is my way of trying 2 ask to be mutuals.. :3)

(≧∀≦) THANKS i'm glad you liked my silly aven brainrots heheh.... nd ofc we can be mooties ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡ (i love your works too akshually... (〃ω〃))

[heartchip]

♡ + kids, specifically a couple that Aven's about to get his hands bit off trying to pester a certain stormgoat over <3

Send me ♡ and a word for a headcanon!

Tris had never expected to be a mother, least of all as young as she did. She'd been thrust into being a parent to her siblings just a few years prior to that, and having had to give them up to someone to care for them in her stead... Being a parent was the last thing on her mind, honestly. Not then, not something to think of for the future, and certainly not when she actually got pregnant, making the twins a shock that she had to quickly overcome, considering she was, technically, on her own when she had them - A surprise she had to do like her siblings and pass to someone more capable of caring for them in her stead until she could take them back, utterly breaking her heart all over again.

Even so, she's never stopped loving her and Aventurine's twins, Rei and Ren. Just like with her younger siblings, any money she makes is sent directly to them, split with their aunt and uncles and leaving her with the bare minimum she needs to survive, herself. She writes them whenever she's able, calls, visits... Though she's not able to be there 24/7, Tris does the best she can with the situation she's been given, and is working as hard as she possibly can to make a solid, steady home she can bring the twins home to. Her ultimate goal, especially now that she's an adult and reunited with Kakavasha Aventurine, is to have a stable and loving home - Anything Rei and Ren need and somewhere safe to call home, she wants to provide for them. She hasn't been able to do that until now, and that? That's going to change, just as soon as they're able.

Tris loves her kids with everything she has in her. They're amazing, brilliant kids, and she'll never hesitate to let them know that, responding to every message as soon as she possibly can to remind them she loves them, and just how incredibly proud of them she is. She's there to support and help, back them as much as she can and love unconditionally despite the distance between them, and have never once failed to to remind them she does love them, and fully intends on bringing them home someday - Though now that they're in their teens, that's also a choice she's leaving up to them, too. They've been in the care of family friends since they were toddlers; she's not going to force them to leave what they're comfortable with, but that's a talk for them to have as a family, too.

She would lay her life down for her kids faster than you can blink - You best believe they've been one of the very few things in this universe keeping her going, and she's never about to let them feel ignored or alone if she can possibly help it! <3

[guubiiz]

seokie ! ! 🥺 it has been so long since i dropped by to say hi so here i finally am doing it :3 ♡♡ have u been well ?? hehe i saw u post about boothill — are u gna roll for him !

COCO !!! thank u for coming by and saying hello! i am too shy to do so myself, but i have been well! i got sick last week, but am much better <3 i hope you are Amazing!

i am gonna pull for boothill! since i lost aven's 50/50 i have him guaranteed ( i am giving up on dear gambler! i will just stick with geppie ) i really like his character n his design so i'm gonna make sure i get him!

[ubelaces]

aven what are kyu drinking 。。mew cant tell if thats chocolate milk or something else maybe

[whumps-and-bumps]

Meet the Cast (OC Masterlist)

Everybody I write about all live in the same world, and all their stories are interconnected in some way or another. Some threads will focus more on specific people than others, but that doesn't mean they won't show up elsewhere from time to time!

This should be roughly in order of whom you meet, based on their arcs, and I'll write their bios & link them as we meet them <3 This long post is also likely to expand at some point too. I definitely don't have over 60 lil guys locked up in my vault :)

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Xenophobia ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Xen (human / nonbinary / whumpee)

Zagan (bone demon / male / whumper)

Elian (fae / male / whumper)

Drake (demon / male / whumper)

Lamb (human / female / whumpee)

Isra (dragonsoul / male / caretaker)

Saffi (dragonsoul / male / whumpee/caretaker)

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Title TBD ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Rune (goldenpoint demon / male / all three)

Varro (human / male / whumpee / caretaker)

Terra (orc / female / caretaker)

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Title TBD 2 ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Jasiah (werewolf / male / whumpee)

Anders (dragonsoul / male / caretaker)

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Title TBD 3 ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Xanto (half-human, half-catfolk / male / whumpee)

Kairu (dragonsoul / male / caretaker)

Headmaster (catfolk / male / whumper)

˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖ Extras ˖⁺‧₊˚ ♡ ˚₊‧⁺˖

Ferris (stitch demon / male / whumper)

Nixie (goldenpoint demon / female / whumper)

Sondre (aven / male / caretaker)

TJ (eldritch demon / nonbinary / caretaker)

Leo (half-human, half-mothfolk / male / whumpee)

Asher (werewolf / male / caretaker)

Caelan (aven / male / whumpee/caretaker)

Riley (human / female / whumpee)

[rinneverse]

⋆ ۪𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐓𝐎… 𝑹𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑺𝑬.ᐟ⭒๋࣭ ⭑

hihi ♡. i'm oak, but i also go by oakie , oak tree , seijoh4’s personal whore , etc. i'm 21 and i use she/they pronouns!!! i like several fictional characters a very normal amount but those i hold closest to my heart may include aventurine, boothill, megumi, yuta, iwa, kafka, bladie, ajax, scara, hajime, jiyan, kaji, and chifuyu. just a silly girlblogger who happens to be a mediocre writer on the side. don't take me too seriously : )

ㅤ 𓈒 ୭ৎ some important things to note...

(˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶) leo sun, libra moon, virgo rising. infp 9w1

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ my favorites include but are nawt limited to rinne amagi (my inspiration for my blog url !!!), blade, aventurine, boothill, scara, xiao, alhaitham, wriothesley, tartaglia, ei, yae miko, gojo, megumi, yuta, choso, sukuna, chifuyu, iwaizumi, atsumu, suna, tsukishima, aki hayakawa, bakugo, reo, nagi, rin, cove holden, xyx, leon kennedy, deadpool, soshiro hoshina, reno ichikawa, gen narumi, jiyan, scar, kaji, endo, togame, && more!

( ੭ ･ᴗ･ )੭ really really really into music (you'll see alot of song lyrics as titles and inspo on here), some artists i've rlly been into lately includeeee chappell roan, the crane wives, hozier, pierce the veil, ethel cain, chase atlantic, laufey, violent vira, deftones, glass animals, n more :3

(ㅅ´ ˘ `) AR60 NA wrio/haithy/fatui main / TB70 NA stellaron hunters/boothill/aven main / IK32 ellen/rina main !! if you'd like to friend me on any lmk :3c i've been playing all games since their releases... please free me from hyv jail... (i also recently started wuwa!! na server, please feel free to ask to b friends on there too ^_^)

⸜(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )⸝ my interests include honkai star rail, genshin, csm, hq!!, jjk, kn8, hypmic, valorant+overwatch, marvel (deadpool in particular), tokrev, the walking dead, and other misc animanga :P. there's more but these are the ones im super super into atm!

﹙☆﹚NOTICE!... i luv making new moots. that being said, i am incredibly anxious+shy (a double wombo combo) and tend to stick to the circles i am already in. i'm more often than not too scared to interact first, but just know that if we've become mutuals recently i am standing in the corner twiddling my thumbs trying to think of ways to talk to someone way cooler than me (thats you!).

(´▽`ʃƪ)♡ mutuals may ask for my super secret mooties only sideblog!! it’s not too much diff than here but i get a little more personal (and by proxy, more deranged) and post pictures of my cat a lot so if ur interested don’t hesitate to send an ask or dm me for it!!

i write as a silly little hobby! this blog is a digital diary first, writing blog second. my brain is but a small pebble so i will probably not post anything of substance often. i do what i want when i want ; sometimes i just be talkin' to talk. be sure to block the appropriate tags if u dont wanna see me rambling, teehee

[candyic]

[🥞] Been a while, huh-. Just wanted to ask for names connected to glass? Thanks <3

welcome back, i'm glad to hear from you again ♡ this request was a little difficult, but i hope one of these speaks to you /lh /g

bev

frost

anne

uranium

quartz

soda

lime

shimmer

crystal

chrystelle

opeline

maniya

any(a)e

ani or ane(ah)e

sandy or sandi

prism

aven

mille or millie

rose

hyalo

claud(e)

tea

[ubelaces]

ei ei eiii im on vacation

WOWOWOOW HAVE A. NICD VACATIONNNN AVENN

[ubelaces]

how does one make such skibdi graphics

textures 😛😛😛😛 theyre like crack and make everything better tbh

but even though mew might make skibidi graphics it comes at a price 💔 cher motivation is fucking SHIT