#heres aven tho

[annqer]

AVEN SPIT THAT CHIP OUT!

[venti-death-watch]

i don’t have a real name for the stoneheart!aven’s sister au yet but i do know that sunday and aventurine have the nastiest relationship known to mankind in it. like aventurine comes in and usurps sunday’s position in everything? what do you mean aven’s naturally connected to ena. what do you mean aven’s the consideration for the head of the oak family now. what do you mean aven’s befriending robin and having fun ‘girls nights’ together. why is there a fucking cuckoo egg in sunday’s nest.

[marragurl]

something something “crazy roulette” by crazy:b enstars is aventurine’s facade crying for help to keep living each day while trying to heal something something

[seventh-district]

so uh. that 2.2 Special Program, huh

[daybreakrising]

@avaere: "ah , no - don't touch that -" and while there could've been a lecture following the interrupting hand swooping in between sethos' fingers and the rather endearing, large and yellow leaf, there wasn't. instead, there'd be a light tap of his fingers, tighnari redirecting the guest's hand away from it. " it is currently in the process of releasing fluids you do not wish to contract. if you happen to be severely allergic it could result in a proper reaction and i do not have that sort of antidote on me, however..."

ears would twitch, a finger risen as he'd step away from sethos and over to a small bush on the side. with a light leap, tighnari has parted with the path in search for ... something. said something, as time would prove, turned out to be an interesting flower. its stem was fuzzy, petals equally so, with a rich red color; " ... here, this one you can touch."

leaves would rustle as he returned to sethos, the flower in his hand reached out between them. " it is one of the hidden gems of the jungle, and while that sounds very pretigious, it's a very common flower. what is even more interesting about it is this - " before asking, tighnari would once again reach for sethos' hand, caressing the flower against its palm. with every little stroke there'd be small fuzzy strands caressing against whatever exposed skin there was.

"... is that it's very , well , fluffy. the petals are often saved, dried and crushed into makeup that most wear around the eyes or even across your cheek -" there'd be a small smile offered from him. "does the desert have something similar to that?"

"Hm? Oh-," The swift touch of the other's fingers upon his hand, accompanied by the hurriedly uttered warning, has Sethos pausing in mild alarm. Emerald eyes alight upon the leaf in question, the one that had drawn his gaze and his interest with its vibrant colour and attractive shape - like nothing he's ever seen in his desert home. At the mention of releasing fluids, he takes a step back, nose scrunching up a little as his hand immediately lowers. "... Okay, noted."

He evidently still has a lot to learn about the green regions of Sumeru, despite the studies he has already taken upon himself. That is, in part, why he has sought out Tighnari's company. Who better to learn from than a Forest Ranger, after all?

There is a small degree of embarrassment upon Sethos' face - luckily unseen, as Tighnari has already skipped away into some bush or other - because truly, he ought to know better than to just touch random things without knowing what they are. There may not be this kind of flora out in the sand dunes of his home, but there are plenty of fauna that require similar caution. Has he not chided people for this very same thing?

He has gathered himself again when Tighnari returns, brandishing some sort of flower. Despite the Ranger's assurances, there is still some hesitation in the fingers that reach for it - but such hesitation goes ignored, as a confident hand grasps his own and brushes the petals against his palm.

Oh. Oh. It's fuzzy. The kind of soft fuzz similar to that which covers the spindly legs of some of the desert critters he's spent his entire life around. Only this feels... softer. "Fuzzy flowers. Huh. In the desert, fuzzy usually means dangerous." A grin flashes upon his face as he takes the flower from Tighnari, inspecting it in closer detail now that he's confident he's not about to break out into hives or something equally unpleasant.

"Yeah, we've got a few plants with similar uses." He nods, fingers idly stroking one of the fluffy petals. "They're mainly used for dyes, but there are a few processes passed down through tribes that process them into powders to apply on the skin." He twirls the flower by the stem, watching how the rich red colour catches in the dappled sunlight from the canopy above them. "If you like, the next time you visit the Temple, I can show you some of the texts we have. Some methods have been lost to time, sadly, but we're trying to piece them back together." Tighnari's smile is met with his own. "Maybe you could even help with that?"

[dehvoursarc]

Aventurine could know Ajax in any form. He wonders if he could recognize him too or the cornerstone truly changes Aventurine into The Preservation’s monster. Only one way to find out. His golden claws tenderly cup the red mask, watching the purple orb, and Aventurine of Stratagems tentatively leans in close, bumping his own mask against Foul Legacy, as if kissing Ajax’s cheek. “Let’s go home, Ajax.” Aventurine asks in a voice still his own but it echoes with the power of the cornerstone. “I’m tired … ”

@goldgambit

To call it a battle would be a stretch; Ajax takes to bloodshed like the whales he loves to much to water, and to call what happened a slaughter would be more apt. The hunger inside him had opened wide, and swallowed him whole alongside their unfortunate enemies.

A familiar voice drew him back from the edge of the Abyss, back into his own body stretched too large, veins singing with the edge of a hunger not satisfied, never satisfied.

The Emanator blinked behind the mask that covered its face, utterly still except for the gentle sway of its starry cloak as the two monsters hovered above a blood-soaked battlefield. Clawed hands cupped the smooth red mask, uncaring of the sticky blood coating it. Blood splattered every inch of Ajax's armor, dripped from the starry edges of its blade.

❝ Home, ❞ he rumbled, his voice echoing from his chest and the very air around them, singing with the underlying call of the Abyss. When he stood too close to the edge, that song could drag mortals into the darkness with him. Now, it hummed Ajax's content through the air.

Ajax's mask faded away in a ripple of starlight, and he leaned forward to take Aventurine into its arms. It nuzzled against his temple as the air around them darkened.

❝ Hold on. You fought well, and you should rest. ❞

[lunaetis]

@avaere asked :

kissing your lover under the night sky while stargazing .

For eula and Tartaglia :')

↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ . || accepting

─「エウルア」─  they live in two different worlds.

she was the heir to the family of tyrant, the name that shouldered a curse following her every footsteps. a kind of stench that could not be washed away. she was a knight of favonius, held tightly onto the DETERMINATION to prove herself different from the name she carried. the blade within her hand witnessed a sworn oath to protect MONDSTADT despite the people looking at her with disgust and hatred. she was a knight through and through, how her sword was always at the ready to strike down any threat coming to her homeland.

                he was a HARBINGER, far far from home. the land of winter he came, donning the cloak of power and brand of cryo archon. the boy who once fell into the ABYSS, the very place that robbed him of the light within his eyes, and blessed him with a power that felt like a curse all on its own. blood of a warrior, a survivor, a boy who was forced to grow up faster than one could prepare. now, he stood a man loyal to the tsaritsa, with his entirety pledged to her VISION.

                yet, somehow, they had found their ways to each other under the snowy mountain of dragonspine.

                side by side, the SHADOWS they cast behind them under the moonlight and countless stars had merged into one. neither was a stranger to the freezing climate surrounding them. one with the vision resembling the same element, and one had grown up in the harsh winter for so long to be bothered by it. that, and the WARMTH from the person next to them was all they would ever need to feel alive.

                the stars were magnificent, however, what they both got entirely lost in were each other's eyes.

                his lips were more intoxicating than any alcohol she ever consumed.

                breaths were caught in her lungs, and the KNIGHT let herself be swept by the current that was his waves. they had kissed before, many times, but tonight it was different in so many ways, in ways that she would allow him to take control and surrender her very self into his hold. warnings and advices from her peers and friends be naught, for no one was there underneath the stars with her except him. hearing the sound of her name whispered so breathlessly against their connected lips made her push forward in the same rhythm as his, as though neither of them was willing to PART from the kiss at all. that air was a second need compares to each other's taste.

                dual-colored hues were hazy when she gazed up at him, only then had she realized their CLOTHING had been disheveled, their hands desperately wanting to feel more of the other. she was watching in awe as the harbinger removed his jacket, allowing for his battle-worn body to be displayed before her eyes.

                eula didn't know when she had removed her own gloves, but bare fingers made contact to his scar-ridden form for the first time, and she felt him SHUDDER. he was nothing short of a war beast, a thought that crossed her clouded mind as her fingers mapped down his form, as though she was admiring a piece of art and perhaps she did. the grooves of his muscles, the countless scars littered his frame. this was the body of a HARBINGER, the enemy of the nation.

                she traced her lips following where her hand had been, kissing her way down as though exploring the territory unknown, but felt like HOME all the same. it was a journey she wanted to get herself lost in, taking the scent of war, of bloodshed, while filling her mind with him. his fingers were cold initially, as they roamed over her now exposed flesh and it was her turn to shudder in pleasure and delight feeling his mouth on her shoulder.

                did that leave a mark ? how she wished he left his marks on her.

                her back arched, the warmth of his skin pressing to her own without any ounce of clothing in place brought a foreign yet blissful sensation to her. everywhere his fingers roamed, everywhere he laid his touch, the knight felt her skin burning in its wake, as he left traces of him everywhere he went. he touched her like she was something fragile, like she was going to BREAK should he not be careful. it was the first time anyone handled her with utmost care. it was the first time she felt so loved in the arms of the person whose title supposed to be her enemy.

                and she whimpered his name, breathlessly, desperately, like a PLEAD, and he responded in turn. since when did her NAME sound like a prayer when uttered from those burning lips ? his hand came to her own, and she marveled over how different they were compared to hers. while her own was also rough from the training, his was much more calloused and decorated with scars. she had never felt his hand wholly without his gloves before. yet again, another FIRST. yet again, something she would burn into her memory.

                slender digits filled the gap between his fingers with her own, and she brought his BATTLE-WORN KNUCKLES to her lips, so close that her lashes were brushing against them as she kissed each and single one of those bruised knuckles with utter affection. these were the hands of the man she loves with all her heart, the hands of the man who had found it in himself to accept a tainted heiress like herself. it mattered not that these hands were soaked in CRIMSON before, or how many lives they had taken. it mattered not they were going to face reality in the day to come. at this very moment, at least, she was his.

                she wanted him to leave his marks on her, so no one else can claim her. no one else other than him.

                his lips found hers once more, and their tongues intertwined in a dance of passion. how many times could someone fall for another ? the KNIGHT CAPTAIN wasn't sure, though she was certain tonight was the night she would fall for him all over again. deeper, this time. fingers tread themselves through his ginger locks, and eyes half-lidded, dazed in the HEAT they both succumbed to. it felt right being in his embrace, it felt right feeling his hands on her skin, feeling his skin on hers. when their eyes connected, breaths released in foggy exhales, she murmured his name, only to be given a NEW one under his own breath.

                " ajax ... " it sounded almost alien to her tongue, yet, it was that moment she felt she had seen HIM for him. not as the fatui harbinger, not as a warrior from snezhnaya, not as a diplomat in liyue.

                but him, as himself, the one who fell into the abyss, the one who survived.

                both her hands gently cradled his expression, thumb tenderly rubbing over his cheek, memorizing the way his azure hues looked at her so adoringly, and her own gaze was one of total smitten. their lips clashed to one another, tongues seeking each other's taste and she moaned into the kiss, repeating the NAME he had gifted her with, like a secret, like a promise. their hands slid downwards, mapping every curves of each other, and she felt her breath caught in her lungs when he found places that brought overwhelming pleasure running through her form. her reaction was unlike her, and she felt vulnerable under his very touch. but at the same time, she felt safe, she felt LOVED. how she so willingly let him explore every corners of her body, spreading that fire in its wake, making her sing his name over and over.

                now she understood why it's called love making.

                a panting gasp ripped itself from her lungs, disappearing into the frozen night air but even the cold cannot touch them now. not when her very breath was stolen by the press of his lips, and she burned the memory of his skin, his body through her fingertips and mouth. burn the addicting taste of his skin to her tongue. closer, deeper, until there was no gap in between them, until they became inseparable, even if it's just for TONIGHT.

                tonight, she was his, and he was hers.

                ajax ... my ajax ...

[kavehater]

I hate ppl like this

[focalove]

Bathing with him

Cw! : gn!reader....... with some mentions of maybe f!/m!reader, mentions of d*ck, nothing too explicit. written before sunday & aven release!

Aventurine

✦ 01 bb come home the kids miss u :(

✦ 02 Though, by all means, Aventurine never or rarely reveal his ✦ bare naked self infront of anyone. So congratulations for achieving this level of intimacy with him

✦ 03 At first he'd be so cocky and teaseful when you asked him if you wanted to bath with him

✦ 04 "Oh? princess/prince-y here wants to bathe with me? well what's the occasion, or are you just that touch starved?" he snickered with a smirk of a devil in his face

✦ 05 I also think he'd also ask you to undress you to like "sweetie… I don't think I can take off my shirt… can you help me?" and he would be dangling his chest window area

✦ 06 and his pants too maybe, to show you his d---

✦ 07 anywayz, when both of you finally get in the bathtub, he'd be so shy

✦ 08 pls lead him!! princess needs his directions on how to do it correctly :<

Aventurine had a big bathroom. Big bathtub, a lot of space, fully furnished bathroom, a complete set of bath commodities. For you, it was like a dream bathroom. And there you are, sitting on the brims of the bathtub. The water tempeture was warm and the fragrance of the soap that had been mixed with the water was devine.

The door opened, revealing Aventurine in a towel around his waist. You can hear the footsteps behind you. An indication he's coming. "The water is set, you can get it in you'd like" you played with the water just a bit.

Aventurine put a hand onto your shoulder and gave you a kiss on the cheek "Mhm sure, arent you getting in honey?"

"I am, i am.. what, you need help with your towel?"

"Is that an offer, sweetheart?"

"…forget I said anything then" he snorted and smirked hearing your retort

As soon as both of you had done removing eachother's towels, both of you get in the bath tub.

Aventurine, gets in slowly, almost like as if he was scared to break the water itself. Adorable, really. To see a man who acts so smug and so sure of himself, express nervousness when he's just taking a bath with his one and only lover. You noticed his nervous behavior and you cant help but let out a light chuckle, "Scared much, Avey?".

In which he reply "Nonsense, lovely." however to contrast his words, he stammered on his words he spoke. It's not that noticeable, so he hopes you don't notice it.

yet ofcouse you would notice it and scooch over to him closer and give him a little kiss on his shoulder and snake an arm on the back of his waist. Just a way to tease him, just a bit.

He flinched slightly by your touch and scoffed "Devil much huh? oh sorry, I meant hell spawn." you laugh, "Not my fault that handsome here is so stiff. Come on, I'll wash your hair and you wash mine"

He let you do as you please with him. It felt oddly nice to have someone taking care of him for once in a lifetime. You do it so gently with him too, now how could he not feel at least slightly emotional when only such a few people have given him comfort and almost all of them have died? And now here you are, taking care of him like he's a stray cat.

He just can't help it but say

".... I'm glad I met you, I love you, sweetheart."

Jing Yuan

✦ 01 Big cat. Very big cat.

✦ 02 Big cat flop onto the bath tub

✦ 03 Big cat will ask u to wash his hair (uncertain he would do the same tho)

✦ 04 Will sleep if u take too long to shampoo his hair.

✦ 05 Cold water can do the trick to wake him up

✦ 06 Would probably pull you in a huge hug too.

When Jing Yuan got on the bathtub, it was almost as if he hogged all the space that were available. "Hey, how come I don't get a room?" You complained. Which he replies with a lazy smirk "you can just sit on my lap?"

An awkward pause fills up the room, and the longer the pause, the more contagious the little pink blush is on your cheeks which he just cannot help himself to laugh. "Well? Would you like to, dove?" In which you just let out a whine.

Eventually, you cave in and give into his whims. It's not like there's any other way to get in the bath tub without any of his body parts being touched by you. Now here you are, sitting on top of his lap, looking like a confused cat, don't know where to leap next.

It was a sight for sore eyes. You looked cute, now he can't help but let out a playful chuckle and bring you forward to him. "Why so stiff? Is it your first time seeing me stripped? I don't think so…" Worst part, he gave you his signature little lazy smile, looking like he has no wrongdoings.

"That's… Irrelevant, just let me do your hair, baobei." Hence, he let his head down and let you untie his ponytail, and do the rest

While you were washing his hair, his eyelids suddenly felt heavy. He couldn't help it, it felt so good to have your delicate yet skillful fingers all over his scalp. It just so happens that you were doing too great of your job.

"Baobei, it's done~!" You twisted his hair and stuck it into the top of his head. "Baobei?" You called him out again. No response.

Out of suspicion, you raise his head to show his sleeping face. Ah, in all of the places in the universe.. he just had to sleep at this moment, you thought. Abruptly, you had a really… Devious plan to wake him up.

Jing Yuan really just needed to rinse the shampoo away and he'd be done. But instead of using the warm water, just use the icy cold water to wake him up. And perhaps instead of using the shower, why not just pour a bucket full of it? That's exactly what you did.

Sure, it's quite literally deceitful, but at least it gets the job done. It's hard to wake up this big general, so a bucket of cold water could do.

You took a small bucket lying around the bathroom and filled it up with cold water. Little did you know, Jing Yuan was already awake when you were done with his hair.

You swear you didn't feel the water vibrations changing, but somehow, he's already in your shoulder while you were still not done filling the bucket.

"Mmnh… What are you doing my Qīn qīn? Not trying to splash me with the cold water aren't you?"

Drat. How did he even—

"No-no… O-ofcourse not.."

"Then what is it for, hm?"

"I…" You decided to give up from the act. Goddamnit, you were so close!

"you know what? yes, I was, now.. have a taste—!" You splashed the water into his face. Yet, no response. Not even a reaction, single flinch, nothing… Literally unfazed.

"Mhm, it takes more than that to even make me flinch, baobei dear."

Sunday

✦ 01 Asking to bath with Sunday isn't really that hard... But he would reassure you if you want to do it, it's a very intimate action to bathe with one another.

✦ 02 But bathing with Sunday is like bathing with an angel in a cloud

✦ 03 He'd be so soft, delicate. As if scared to even hurt you, make a wrong move.

✦ 04 Though, as delicate as he can be, he expects you to do the same.

✦ 05 He would let you wash his wings, but be gentle with them!

✦ 06 Once again, his touch is so gentle. Like imagine him washing your face with his thumbs just circling your cheeks

"Dear, turn your head downwards for me please?" He asked. Your boyfriend, Sunday, couldn't have been more gentler. He's washing your hair and your whole body with firm yet gentle strokes. You did as he asked and turned your head downwards. "Good girl/boy..." and thus felt the warm water wash away all the foam that covered your entire frame.

"Mm... Shouldn't I be the one praising you, angel?" He let out a silent chuckle "And who's being the obedient one here, hm?" It was a somewhat convenient playful banter between the two of you. Convincing the other that they're better.

Once you're done, Sunday gave one last splash of water to your hair and scrub off any remaining shampoo or soap that still be sticking around. "There, all done." He gave a wet kiss on the forehead. Which you unintentionally let out a giggle. "Hey this isn't fair, can't I bathe you too?" You note, it was true, all this time who's getting the royalty treatment is just you. "Do you want to? If so you could do that.."

An unanticipated idea came up from your oh so brilliant head "How about I wash your wings?"

"..." He hesitated just a bit. If truth be told, he was quite... Anxious to lend you his wings. Just what if you accidentally pulled one of the feathers? "How about my.. body, dear? My hair?" He recommended

"I mean— sure.. but can I wash your wings? Pleasee?" You insisted and pleaded. You even crawled your way to his chest, he felt compelled to kiss that face of yours and hug you tight. Just how can he reject you? "Fine, fine... But be extremely gentle." He sighed.

You started on with his right wing. Once you've held it, the wing flinches by accident. You poured the soap into your hand and started caressing the tip of his wing, cleaning all the dirt or dust that was there. "Does this hurt, sunday?" Through which he denies "no, absolutely not, darling. You're doing great" and purred as you do his wings

As you did the other wing, he kept purring like a pigeon being petted. Perhaps it was to imply that he was very enjoying this.

"Enjoying this much, love?"

"Very" he cood "oh, and thank you, I love you darling.." you giggled in response as you rinse both of his wings "I love you too."

✧ XTRA : i fking gentlemenfied sunday dawg :sob: also this was vv rushed, thats why it keeps getting shorter from aven to sunday (Aven is 430 words n sunday is 400 words) but oddly enough jy is 560 words💀 cringed so bad in jy's part tho like i speedrun that shit & gonna write guitarist bf kazuha after this

[walpu]

I'm coming at you with the speed of thousand asteroids affectionately and hit you with a "your writing is awesome!"

Also, may I request an Aventurine x The Nameless!reader.

Thank you very much and have a nice day :D

Thank you so much for your kind words and for the request, it was so fun to write <З

Hope you'll enjoy it, have a good day as well 💛

Aventurine x The Nameless!reader

characters - Aventurine

notes - gn!reader, fluff, a bit of hurt/comfort. Once again, no beta. I'm so sorry.

Aventurine

Considering that the Astral Family and it's members are pretty well-known (everyone seems to know at least their names) he has probably heard something about you even before you first met him.

I can imagine your first meeting going like this: he casually approaches you, acting all buddy-buddy, and says something like "ah, mx , who knew I would meet you here of all places <З".

If your first meeting was during the Penacony quest get ready for him calling you "friend" in this sassy voice of his 💀 Yes Aven we all get it you don't have any actual friends calm down

Can imagine him trying to get closer to you by painting your potential partnership as something mutually beneficial. You could use a friend from the IPC, right? And he wouldn't mind having some connections with a "brave and honorable" Nameless. So why don't you join him for a glass of wine, hmmm?

When the two of you will eventually get closer this mf will get clingy af. Yeah I've mentioned it already in my previous post but you being one of the Nameless opens up so many new perspectives.

Visits you on the Express regularly. If he comes when you're not here, he'll wait for as long as he can for you to come back. Sadly, Aventurine is a busy, busy man. So he can't wait for long. Will leave small notes for you tho, to let you know that he was there but you didn't grace him with your presence

If you come back when he's waiting, Aven will play it off as if he himself just got there and didn't have to wait for you at all, saying somethin like "Oh look, here you're! And here I thought I would have to wait for you, haha. Seems like luck is on my side today~"

He doesn't want you to worry, after all. Also. He wants to save some face. Pom-Pom will rat him out anyway.

Speaking of Pom-Pom, they're probably sick of him at this point lol.

Would ask you about your adventures and listen very closely to every story you may want to tell. He can't help but smile softly while listening to you, he just loves seeing the passion in your eyes. Doesn't matter if the story is about you dragging the Trailblazer away from the trash cans in Belobog (or worse - admiring the trash cans with them), he will still look at you with the same adoring smile.

If you ask him what he's been up to during the time you where gone, Aven would simply laugh it off and say that his boring IPC stuff cannot compare with your bizarre adventures so it doesn't even worth mentioning. Reassure him that you don't care if it's boring, you just want to hear about his day regardless of how it went.

Sometimes he can't help but feel jealous. You're free to travel, to do whatever you want. You have this sparkle of excitement in your eyes every time you tell him about your travels. And he has nothing of it. Simply can't have.

He doesn't have any negative feelings towards you, of course. Mostly some bottled up bitterness toward his fate and himself.

He gets a bit lost in his own head every time he starts feeling this way. Please take his hand and invite him to join you during your next adventure. He will laugh softly and tell you "maybe next time, darling". Even if he doesn't know when this "next time" will come the thought of it, of you wanting to share your precious moment with him, fills him with hope.

Adores when you bring him small gifts from the places you've been. It doesn't have to be something big, really. Just the thought that you were thinking of him when the two of you were apart is enough.

Don't forget to send him pictures of yourself!!!! He wants to know how his dearest darling is doing even when they are freezing their ass off in Belobog.

Would sometimes surprise you by showing up on the planet/space ship you're currently staying on. Aventurine rarely can't stay for a long but he cherishes those short moments when he can just walk around and do nothing in particular with you.

Usually when he visits a planet it has something to do with the IPC's business so he only has time to do his job and. Well. Gamble. Maybe buy some new clothes too if he has enough time.

But with you he can actually explore the planet. You bring him to the local restaurants, small tea shops, seemingly small and insignificant places. But it’s places like these that reveal the real beauty of the planet. He slowly learns to appreciate it when you're by his side.

[seelestars]

Slow dance with Aventurine plz 👀🙏🏻

SLOW DANCE W/ AVEN… except the two of you are on an undercover spy mission ♡

a/n : ik this wasn’t related to the og req, but his bp icon got me thinking… and then out came this spy mission idea _:(´ཀ`」 ∠): hope u still enjoy tho ! had to google vids of slow dancing for this only to end up not being so descriptive abt it

you and aventurine were tasked with the objective of gathering intel on some people that ran the current planet the ipc wanted to conquer. except—it was specifically requested that you two harvest the information in a way that didn’t involve violence.

which is why the two of you were attending a banquet hosted by your targets as spies, wearing clothes that were equally as fancy as the attire of everyone else attending.

the place reeked of expensive champagne and luxury, couples inviting each other for romantic dances. it made you feel out of place, since you had nobody to dance with. you supposed it could make you and aventurine stick out like a sore thumb among everyone else—being some of the only people that were currently not dancing.

somehow, aventurine must have read your mind, because what he asked of you next was exactly what you were just pondering about.

“my lovely partner, why don’t we share a dance together? your envy is too obvious whenever you look at the couples here.” aventurine snickers, a fox-like grin on his lips as he extends his hand towards you. he had even decided to use a more affectionate term to refer to you, causing you to immediately perk up. it was quite amusing to him to watch you avert your gaze shyly whenever he acted more affectionate towards you.

“…no need. we’re not here to dance, aventurine. we’re here to do our job.” you decline, shaking your head. you couldn’t just let him distract you two from your main objective here… even though you would really like for him to distract you if it meant he would dance with you.

“oh? are you sureeee?~ after all, it’s a one in a lifetime opportunity to dance with *the* aventurine.” aventurine clicks his tongue playfully, teasing you. “besides, it’s only for a bit anyway. im sure it’s no harm if we get a bit sidetracked, no?” he doesn’t try overly hard to convince you anyway—he was sure you’ll give in without much persuasion. that’s how you always were when it came to him, unable to resist his charm.

“…fine. I suppose we can afford to get a bit sidetracked, just this once.” you sigh softly, a small smile on your lips as you inevitably give in to his desires. with slight reluctance, you take his gloved hand in yours as he begins to guide the two of you into a slow, romantic dance.

before you knew it, you were caught amidst an intense dance with aventurine. your gazes locked with each other as you carefully make sure not to step on his feet, as does he. you were sure your cheeks were very flushed currently—but he was right. it wasn’t everyday someone got to dance with someone like aventurine, who was the type of person both the ladies and gentlemen yearned for. so, you made sure to savor this precious moment.

aventurine then delicately guides you to do a twirl, letting out a soft chuckle once you do. “hehe, we should definitely dance like this more often, my lovely partner. we make for a good pair, don’t we?” he grins, smug that he managed to secure a dance with you. to him, you were so gorgeous that if there weren’t so many couples in this banquet already, everyone would be asking for a dance with you.

“…mm. we’ll see about that.” the way you smiled and looked at him made it quite obvious you would allow him more opportunities like this in the future. sure, this may have been a completely unnecessary distraction—but it was a pleasant one. a pleasant distraction that you wouldn’t mind happening more often if he was the cause.

[mikansei]

THESE TAGS TOO THO?? MY HEART HURTS

Following Topaz's explanation that Cornerstones are made to fill the hole in the user's heart, what "hole" in Aven's heart do you think his drag queen powers are meant to fill? Especially since Topaz remarks he's the only one with such showy powers

Still trying to catch up with all the messages in the inbox; sorry to everyone for taking a million years to respond.

So cunty, and for what???

Anyway, first, when Jade talks about the Stonehearts' "voids," the small text above that word is actually "ambition." And she mentions that the reason she risked reaching out to Firefly is that she views herself as similar to Firefly--Jade is someone with an unfulfilled wish.

I think there's enough here to suggest that the Stonehearts' voids are not quite what we would normally think of when hearing the word "void"--rather than being best understood as something removed or something lost, their voids seem to be "something desired." An unfulfilled goal. An unmet need. A burning ambition. A secret wish. They all have somewhere they want to get to, and they've signed on-board with Diamond's Preservation project because his power is the fastest way--maybe the only way--to get there.

The implication here, by the way, is that the Stonehearts are acting out the very act of Preservation itself with Diamond. The goal of Qlipoth is for the universe to be saved, an unshakeable resolution to stop Destruction's wanton obliteration. Thus, Preservation itself can be understood as "A desire that must be continuously protected and relentlessly pursued." To live. To endure.

In using the power of an emanator to protect and provide the Stonehearts with ways to pursue their own desires, we replicate in miniature the exact resolve and endless pursuit of perseverance that Qlipoth is acting out in the broader universe. The will of Preservation empowers the Stonehearts--and in turn, the Stonehearts swear an oath to aid in Preservation's mission. It's a mutually beneficial arrangement, and it also simultaneously imitates Jade's shop perfectly: I'll give you exactly what you want, if you give me what I need.

I should clarify that I don't actually think the cornerstones themselves fill the Stonehearts' voids. Rather, they seem to me to be a tangible symbol of the oath between Diamond and the Stonehearts--"I'll give you this power to fulfill your deepest wish, if you work for me." Jade suggests that the power of the cornerstones provides Stonehearts with the means to fill their voids (I.e., having superpowers makes it possible for you to pursue your wish), so I think their individual cornerstone abilities are best understood as "The exact power I need to achieve my particular goal."

So what does that say about Aventurine's "showy" transformation?

Pretty much all the rest of this is just going to be my personal speculation, but I'd say the most telling glimpse we get into why Aventurine's power is so "visual" comes from these lines with the "Future" Aventurine in 2.1:

There's two completely contradictory desires being expressed here: Aventurine's life "is the chip he's most eager to lay down" and "always has been," that is, he genuinely wants to die. He isn't just willing to gamble with his life--he's eager to. The future "Aventurine" also says real Aventurine wants to be "polished up" (to be controlled and molded by others) and "cuffed with red-hot chains" (to be made powerless and not responsible for making his own decisions, to be punished).

But conversely, the real Aventurine also wants to be perceived as "a smooth operator" and "the solid gold deal-maker who doesn't waste a drop of sweat." He wants to be in charge of his image. He wants to be the one who controls the narrative and defines how others think of him. He wants to be "spotlit center stage"--to command the eyes of the world. In short, we could say that Aventurine wants his death--and conversely, his life-- to mean something.

From these conflicting desires, I think you can derive a few totally opposite but equally valid interpretations of why Aventurine's cornerstone power is so "visual":

A combat-oriented transformation is another means to seek death.

Jade's power is scary, but she isn't using it to literally launch herself into fights. Topaz's seems to be similar--something that might allow her to win over her opponents in some way (she was about to use it in Belobog to no-sell the Trailblazer), but she clarifies directly that it is not a "transformation." Aventurine just literally turns into a boss enemy and goes straight out on to the battlefield.

In the fight, he doesn't even use shields. (Now whether that's something he never does because the cornerstone powers don't actually come with shields while in his monster form, if he couldn't use shields because his cornerstone was broken, or if he just chose not to use shields in this fight to give Trailblazer and Co. a fighting chance, only time will tell. However, it might be worth noting that his empowered Apocalyptic Shadow form doesn't come with shields either, despite having other new mechanics.)

The point is, this form, while looking cool and seeming strong, is actually a gamble in and of itself. To go out onto the battlefield, where you might not actually be the strongest combatant, is always a risk. And I think this is the kind of risk that Aventurine manifests continually in his life. He is constantly creating opportunities for his own luck to fail. His unfulfilled desire, the "ambition" he was desperate enough to join the Stonehearts to pursue--as his original goal to save his people is completely gone, his only current goal might actually just be a chance to die. His powers may manifest as a combat-oriented transformation because that is just one more way to throw himself into the crossfire.

In fact, this is exactly what Sugilite accuses him of in Jade's myriad celestia:

You didn't need to snatch his wig this hard, Sugilite. (Also I need you all to know I originally wrote "You didn't need to come for him this hard, Sugilite," but then I realized how unfortunate that wording was, so...)

You could even argue that the fact Aventurine's transformation comes with a mask that obscures his entire face is a sign that we're supposed to see this form as dehumanizing.

The facial features are completely obscured and asymmetrical, there's no mouth, his fingers have become claws--despite his body staying mostly human-shaped, it's obviously intended to hint at something monstrous, subsuming his original identity behind a violent facade.

"Kakavasha" disappears entirely behind "Aventurine" when he transforms, becoming a faceless enemy at the risk of (perhaps in hopes of) entirely losing himself. Maybe every transformation lets Aventurine throw himself closer and closer to the edge of death--and perhaps, before Penacony, only death could ever have filled the "void."

But, on the complete opposite hand (because Aventurine is always both sides of the coin), we could also argue the other end of the spectrum entirely:

A combat-oriented transformation is a show of force.

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Aventurine's entire life has been marred by disenfranchisement, by violations of his basic human rights, freedoms, and agency. At every turn, he has been victimized by others more powerful than himself: his childhood consisted of his clan being relentlessly hounded and hunted to extinction by the Katicans, having their food constantly stolen, their meager belongings burned to the ground, and each one of his family members systematically slaughtered, often in front of his eyes.

After his childhood, he was bought and sold as chattel for pennies, branded like an animal, and forced into a fight where to he had to beat other innocent people to death just to keep himself alive, all for the entertainment of the masses. Even Jade, who promised to help him achieve his goals, treats him like a business investment more than a friend.

In Penacony, we watch everyone he talks to degrade and ostracize him. Even though Aventurine led him into doing it, Sunday tortures and re-traumatizes him live for our entertainment.

Even more that, we see Aventurine constantly struggling with the question of whether his life is really his own or whether his blessing from Gaiathra means that his entire existence has been predetermined, his fate sealed in blood and sand from the very moment of his birth, utterly inescapable.

No matter how Aventurine tries to portray himself as the ultimate winner, he's only ever the "final" victor--being the only one left standing at the end is meaningless if on the road to getting there, you were treated like fate's favorite punching bag. Winning in the end is utterly pointless if, on the road to winning, you lost it all first, from the things you loved to your personal freedom.

What does a person who has been made powerless again and again truly desire? What void do you seek to fill if life has denied you your agency again and again?

Power. Dominance. The ability to literally strike back at those who've wronged you. To strength intimidate and force people into a corner the way you've been intimidated and forced before.

If we say that Aventurine's "void" is not a literal desire for the release of death, then it might make sense for the "void" to instead to be a frantic desire to gain control over his circumstances. To be the one finally in charge of deciding his own fate.

Particularly in light of his character story which tells us that Kakavasha's original goal for joining the Stonehearts was to save his people, the desire to take on an impressive form that screams "I'm powerful" and has the ability to physically enact vengeance on others feels directly aligned. And it remains aligned even after the reveal that the Avgins are all gone--once more fate strips Kakavasha of his power to make a difference in the world, to achieve what he truly dreams of.

The Apocalyptic Shadow version of his boss fight is called "Desperate Diceroller."

How angry he must be, deep down. How hateful the world must seem. How sad it is to feel that way.

If destiny won't let you out of the cage, your only choice is to grow claws to tear it open.

Okay, but WHY so much swag though?

Are the peacock feathers and spandex really necessary?

Listen. Everyone talks about Ratio having "gifted kid" syndrome, but I'm here to tell you that Aventurine is actually a burnt out gifted kid extraordinaire.

He's literally, canonically, explicitly the chosen one of his people.

From the moment of his birth, his mother and sister--and presumably others in his clan even--were telling him that he was their clan's most precious treasure and that he would lead them to prosperity and safety.

He carried this weight even after fleeing from the massacre, all through his childhood and teenage years, through slavery and abuse, putting his very life on the line to join the IPC in hopes of finally fulfilling the destiny his mother and sister promised he could.

He was supposed to save them. That was his meaning. That was his purpose in life.

But he was too late.

The fate he was born for, raised believing, and risked everything to achieve... is still incomplete.

So, for all that talk about suicide and power-seeking, my real answer is this: Aventurine's "void" is his unfulfilled destiny.

His whole existence has been predetermined, his life's journey laid out in prophecy and blessings from the very beginning. Yet what he thought was his fate betrayed him, and where you head after becoming a unsuccessful chosen one is a question without answer.

His thoughts constantly circle around how he is a "failure" and a "loser."

When you have no sense of purpose, when your life has no meaning, when what you are still seeking is the role you were supposed to have from the moment of your birth: the glorious destiny of being a savior, being the "happiness" of your people, being the hero...

Of course you crave the spectacle. Of course you long for the spotlight--you long to be recognized. Because Kakavasha's the chosen one. "Spotlit center stage" is where he's supposed to be--in the leading role that was stolen from him.

I think that Aventurine's cornerstone transformation is so flashy because, at the core, it represents a longing to truly be the "precious wealth" of the Avgin that his sister promised him he would be. It represents his desire to transform from a useless, "discarded" person into a larger-than-life version of himself. (Hey, fun fact, out of every official depiction of Aventurine, his boss model wears the only outfit in which his slave brand is not naturally visible.) He literally transforms into a supernatural being, capable of seizing others' fates in his hands. It represents the power he needed to save his people and himself. Its extreme flashiness screams for attention, demands to be witnessed as something beyond a helpless human.

It's almost as if Aventurine is a child writing a wish-fulfillment story where he transforms into a hyper-glamorous, all-powerful masked superhero who is capable of saving the day and winning against his enemies every time.

Unlike Jade and Topaz, Aventurine can't hide his deepest desire. It was always going to be a "transformation," because Aventurine's unanswered wish is to be someone better than himself.

His "void," his deepest unachieved ambition--it's written right there, all over his body.

Aventurine's cornerstone power is a story he's telling himself about the person he was supposed to be.

But as Acheron claims, that's life itself.

Aventurine doesn't feel like he has any control over his journey's ultimate destination.

He doesn't know where's he's headed or what the purpose of it all is. But...

Jade explicitly describes the Ten Stonehearts and Diamond's endeavor as a "journey" as well:

Because Preservation represents the continuance of life itself, and the Stonehearts with their endless "voids," Aventurine with his soul-deep longing to become someone better than himself, represent all of us very real human beings, trying our best to find our own "cornerstones," to gain the means to finally, finally achieve our own sweet dreams.

[enden-k]

(Sorry for the ramble but these 2 idiots have been stuck in my brain for days now)

Soo can we talk about the fact that after the meeting with Sunday, Ratio immediately asks if Aven is okay. Like my dude, you're still in the dream and are being watched, that's not how someone who just 'betrayed' another person  acts.

Also, Aven being the one who has to subtly correct Ratio (at least thats the interpretation im going with) reminding him that they still have to act like they hate each other. (They're both geniuses in completely different ways, textbook definition of book smarts vs streets smarts)

ALSO, dispite that slip up from Ratio, Aven still doubting whether Ratio was acting or not (someone get this man a hug and some therapy I swear)

Anyways, I love these 2 idiots, and I hope we get to see more of their dynamic, specifically outside Penacony, bc I suspect most of what we saw was an act to trick The Family, and their actual dynamic hasn't been shown that much

its in ratios nature to be so harsh and not filtering, its just ratio

to shorten it, hoyo literally made him a tsundere. he calls aventurine an idiot and cares about his wellbeing. HIS SHY FACE IS HIM LOOKING ANGRY AND AVERTING HIS EYES HHHHHDHHHH its all so obvious

my thoughts/short ramble abt their dynamic utc

while all that happened was aventurine and ratio acting and fooling everyone, i dont think much in their dynamic would change outside of it. ratio is harsh and sarcastic and angry and loud etcetc (not out of malice) but he does care at the same time so i see him keep up his usual ratio-typical behavior towards aventurine - altho softening, toning it down, especially when aventurine is clearly suffering/behaving differently than you usually see him (like when he asked him if hes okay or when he thought he offended him) but other times harsh as usual, maybe even more aggressive when aventurine does get under his skin what a tsundere

(also, when you pair him with aventurine, he says (in his usual harsh way) "take care of yourself, i dont need your concern" - i think this shows really nicely how his dynamic/feelings toward aventurine are - harsh and caring in the same breath, aventurine is self destructive after all)

anw yea ig i derailed a bit sorry. i think ratio raised his usual behavior by some lvls than he would usually treat aventurine to not raise suspicions, trying to come off like he doesnt care and like aventurine is an unpleasant annoyance

the cutscene where aventurine is about lie and sentence himself? the look ratio gives him?

when aventurine is about to open the box that will expose his lie and he looks up to catch ratios gaze before he turns away ?

maybe im thinking too much into it, theres also prob different ways to interpret this but their lingering gazes, like a silent exchange between them underneath that act and ratio turning away when he gets his answer-

and yea like u mentioned ratios acting, his behavior towards aventurine, being so good that even aventurine is doubting if its an act or his true feelings towards him (giving him that hug myself!!!!!!)

anw thats my (not organized) thoughts tho, maybe their dynamic does change to smth entirely different than what i babble abt here, who knows. anw cant wait to see them reunite and show more!!!

[aventurineswife]

SPILL THE BEANS WHERE IS THE PFP FROM?!

🤭AHAHA!!

I don't gatekeep so I'll spill the beans :)

I found it on Pinterest or you can find it on @minoru_uwuarts on Twitter/X 🫶💖 THO ITS A RATIO X AVEN fanart so yeah (I personally don't ship them but I respect the people who ships them 😇)

Here's up close of my pfp🤭:

I might write a fic about it, who knows? 🫣🫢

[rubywolf0201]

Misc screenshots that are previews of what’s going to happen in 2.3:

- Sparkle’s bomb button is going to be a Chekov’s Gun

- Plushies look super adorable tho and I like their clothing better than Sparkle’s canon design (Sorry not sorry)

- Topaz is here and Jade even calls her little Jelena! (which btw is Topaz’s real name) Makes me wonder if Jade was the one who recruited Topaz into the Ten Stoenhearts like she did for Aven back then. Im invested in their history.

- Stelle moments

- SCREWLLUM!!!!!!! OMG WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO BE PLAYABLE?

PLUS NEW ERUDITION LC FROM THE NEW SU MODE (GONNA SAVE IT FOR SCREWLLUM)

[neolynne]

Pit Babe episode 12 rewatch/live commentary (part 1)

Did they really need to give us that kiss twice ? (thank to whoever made that decision)

How did Way knows where Pete lives ? Did he ever come to his house in the past? Did they end up at Pete’s one night because they were both drunk? Or maybe Pete invited Way to come over for a drink???? I need answers !!!!!

Did he just bare his neck for Way ???

Stop doing this

is there really no other way than almost getting on his lap ?

Stop look at him like that !!

That's not the vide we were getting 3 minutes ago

This is the least convincing lies you said in this entire show

Would Way's power even work on Pete ? Because he would be able to tell if Way is using it...

Also that's an invasion of privacy sir

stop it...🥺

Mais y croit quoi l'autre, que c'est facile a trouver des gamins avec des supers pouvoirs ? Bouffon

Like you ?

🤭

Please, he's so happy

The look in Kenta's eyes...

Are you talking about the food or Sonic ?

He looks sooooo done with them

The music cutting so you can hear the "thud" of the apple touching the ground

Poor Babe tho

Now i wonder, how manu time did North just trow random thing at babe just to see if he can catch it

he's connecting the dots.......

i need to see a cuddle pile with those three

........he's still connecting the dots yeah !

sir, you are very distracting, i'm trying to follow the plot......

.......still connecting......

every 3 hours !!!!!!

boooo i want my overpowered Charlie in season 2

Après "où est Charlie" c'est au tour de "où est Jeff"

Hiii Kim !!!!!! you look almost (more) alive....

What did those two hear the night prior ?

and Kim just nodding. Dude has no idea.....

"Why me ?" ......Poor Kim, regretting his life choice once again

Finally, someone with functioning braincells

oh look, it's Way.......

Good, because that's not happening for a very long time....

Hey, lets ignore the victim's very valid feeling and have him (force him to) work with his aggressor....

Almost there Kenta....you can do it

But that was also pretty stupid....you know there is camera everywhere !!!!

Can we talk about the scene on the rooftop/balcony?

Out of the 4, Kenta is the only one with sunglasses (shades), and in any other movie/series, that would make him the only one who sees thing clearly. But not here. Here, it means that he is still "blinded" by Tony unable to see the truth/reality, while the other three are "protected" from this and see things has they are.

Pete and Babe stand on one side of the roof, on the "open" side of it, while Way stood on the inside, his back against the wall.

Pete and Babe also stand side by side, meaning that they were always on the same side. When Kenta appears, Way stands between them and Kenta (so between them and Tony....)

Way is the first to interact with Kenta, because until recently he was in the same position as him (under Tony "light")

When Babe try to change is mind, he walk closer to Kenta and take off his glasses, trying to meet Kenta in the middle, telling him that he can choose for himself (also, during the first part of Babe speech, Pete is looking at Way)

His entire life is crumbling in front of his eyes. He is desperate, needing even a single flick of acknowledgment from Tony. And for a second, he think he got it. Only for Tony to destroy that last shred of hope.

Then, Tony gives out his hand, like he would to a dog and Kenta......Kenta give up his identity,becoming the dog that Tony sees in him, by putting his hand/paws on his owner hand. And yet, even that is not enough to stay by his side......

If you look closely, you can see Kenta caressing Tony hand

And aven worst, it had to be witnessed by Winner (if look could kill, he would be dead)

Wow that was a long one.....Poor Kenta tho😭