#heres aven tho

[annqer]

AVEN SPIT THAT CHIP OUT!

[venti-death-watch]

when i make modern aus i try to find the equivalent of canon to have the characterization as close as possible, and i was trying to think of how to explain sunday and aventurine’s penacony beef. and tbh i still haven’t decided but i have determined the funniest:

aventurine and robin go through a crisis as young adults (late teens, early 20s) and briefly date before realizing neither of them are into each other and becoming friends, and sunday has never fully recovered from the ~2 weeks where they dated.

[mikansei]

just ratiorine fic things™: trying to figure out what to call russian roulette in a universe where there's no earth and thus no russia

[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?"

[kavehayati]

I hate ppl like this

[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.

[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.

[aventurineswife]

Omg so I have been SCOURING the entire internet for a fic where Aventurine and reader are dancing together (with Aven leading the dance) at a fancy event (a bit like black swan and acheron in the one animated short) and I have not found a single one 😔 It’s just been on my mind so much recently and I’d love to see it written out. Bonus points if he’s wearing the suit from the Final Victor light cone.

You’re an amazing writer and patience breeds success so please take your time and make sure to stay hydrated!

A Dance With The Devil

Summary: At an opulent event, the air is thick with intrigue, and the spotlight falls on you and Aventurine. As the music begins, he takes the lead in an intimate dance, his presence overwhelming yet captivating. The atmosphere is charged with unspoken tension as you’re drawn into his world of elegance, calculated moves, and dangerous charm. In a moment of sensual elegance, your every move is mirrored by him, and the dance becomes a game of its own—a game that may leave you questioning who is really in control.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Sensual Dance, Romance, Ship Tease, Power Dynamics, Slow Burn.

Warnings: Sensual themes, Flirtation, Light teasing, Possible manipulation hints.

A/N: 🧍‍♀️I'm not good at describing dances and uh outfits most of the time but I tried my best describing the Final Victor outfit even tho I can't tell the colours properly 💀 also thank you for your kind words, I hope you enjoy this!! 🤧💖🫶

The grand hall was alive with the murmur of conversations and the clinking of glasses, yet all eyes seemed to be drawn to the centerpiece of the evening: a lavish ballroom where the finest of the elite gathered in their best attire. The chandeliers above flickered with an ethereal glow, casting soft shadows over the polished floor. The air was thick with the scent of perfume and expensive cologne, and the atmosphere teemed with an unspoken tension—one that was both thrilling and dangerous.

Aventurine stood in the corner, his presence enough to command attention. His attire tonight was nothing short of breathtaking—his teal-colored dress shirt was immaculate, paired with a diagonal striped black-and-white/gray tie that accented the sharp lines of his suit jacket. Gold accents glittered in the dim light, tracing the edges of his jacket’s lapels and outlining intricate patterns that added an air of regality. Black gloves graced his hands, and his eyes—those unwavering eyes—roamed the room, scanning, assessing, always playing the game.

But it was you he saw.

You, standing by the edge of the crowd, nervously adjusting your attire. There was a certain pull to you, something that made his smile curve slightly—dangerously so—as he pushed himself off the wall and moved towards you, his footsteps steady and purposeful.

"May I have this dance?" he asked, his voice smooth, almost a whisper, but commanding nonetheless.

You looked at him, surprised, then caught the glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. A gamble—he always liked to push boundaries. The gentle touch of his fingers against your arm as he guided you to the floor was enough to send a shiver down your spine.

He led you to the center, the spotlight now on both of you. His movements were effortless, calculated—he knew the steps without having to think about them. His hand was warm, encircling your waist with a precision that spoke of experience, while his other hand gently grasped your own, guiding it to his shoulder.

Aventurine’s eyes locked onto yours, his lips curving in a slight smile. "You seem out of place here," he mused, his voice a velvet thread in the tense silence of the room. "This world of pretense, it’s not for everyone."

You hesitated, but his steady presence made you feel as though the weight of the world was momentarily lifted. "And what makes you so certain I don’t belong?"

"Because you’re not playing the game." He swirled you gracefully, his fingers brushing against the curve of your back. You followed his lead effortlessly, your steps in sync, though his hold on you was firm—intentional. Every move, every subtle adjustment he made in his grip, seemed deliberate. He wasn’t just leading the dance; he was guiding you through a maze of temptation.

The rhythm of the music was slow, sensual, every beat punctuated by the close proximity between you. His body was a constant presence, so near yet never too forward, his touch light but possessive. His chest brushed against yours as you turned, the heat from his body seeping into yours.

"You play by a different set of rules," Aventurine said softly, his lips mere inches from your ear. His breath was warm, teasing the sensitive skin there. His voice was low, almost inaudible over the music, but it sent a thrill down your spine.

Your gaze flickered to his hand at your waist, feeling the steady pressure of his touch, his thumb moving in soft circles over the fabric of your attire. His gloved hand, resting on your back, slid up, almost imperceptibly, as if claiming you. It wasn’t the kind of dance you expected, nor the kind of connection you’d imagined. There was an unspoken invitation in his movements, a pull that was irresistible, yet layered with danger.

You found yourself pressed closer to him as the dance continued, his body a constant heat against yours. The rhythm quickened, and so did the tension. His movements became even more intimate, calculated with a precision that left no room for escape. Your heart raced—part fear, part exhilaration—as his hand slid down to the small of your back, his fingers just grazing the edge of your spine.

Aventurine’s smirk widened, as if he knew exactly what effect he was having on you. His eyes never left your face. "You feel it too, don’t you? The game." He pulled you in closer, so close you could feel the steady beat of his heart against your own.

In that moment, everything was suspended. The world faded away, leaving only the two of you—entangled in a dance that was both a test and a temptation. Every step, every shift, was a challenge, a calculated move in a game you didn’t fully understand, but one you were now unwilling to escape.

"You could walk away," he murmured, his breath warm against your lips, "but where’s the fun in that?"

The music reached its crescendo, and for a brief moment, you were lost in the dance, caught in his orbit. The thrill of the gamble was intoxicating, and as you danced with Aventurine, you realized that you were no longer just a player in his game—you were part of it.

And neither of you were willing to lose.

[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.

[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.

[mikansei]

@nhura bless u for enabling me 🫶

(playing fast and loose w/roman naming conventions here, but these are like, fantasy space romans anyway so shrug.emoji)

parents: Gaius Pontus Ratio & Metia Ratio brother, older by 15 years: Gaius Maro Ratio the boi: Veritas Secundus Ratio Honorius

Gaius II hates his name and goes by Maro, because if everyone was gonna call him Maro anyway, why'd they name him Gaius at all? Veritas hates both his names - yes, the first means "truth," but what they named him after was the damned planet - and then they tacked on "second son" as if that were any better. (they gave him Honorius after he earned the honors degree from UVP, which is now the third asinine name they've forced on him and he refuses to acknowledge it in any way.)

---

their parents are upper class, old money, and not academically inclined at all; they own a small restaurant chain that's locally well-known but isn't planetwide. Maro was their firstborn, whose life was perfectly fine till he got a mild case of teenage angst, at which point they decided the best way to lift his spirits was to give him a younger sibling(???)

and that sibling was Veritas.

you can imagine how well this did not go for anybody involved.

to be fair to them, they didn't realize what a handful Veritas was going to be. but Maro felt abandoned in favor of the new baby - which, while not exactly fair, was an understandable reaction for a 15yo - stuck around resentfully till he was 20 and then moved out to be a party animal.

Veritas barely remembers his brother living with them. what he does remember is the first time he caught his parents in a lie: "of course your brother doesn't hate you, sweetie! him moving out had nothing to do with you at all." he remembers growing up in his brother's shadow: "what do you mean you don't like carrots? your brother loves carrots. won't you try them again? maybe you'll like them this time!" "why do you need to know what'll happen every hour of the day, your brother never needed such a strict schedule;" "your brother never asked for schoolbooks on his birthday;" "your brother always had so many friends..."

(but it's all right - once he started earning college degrees while still in highschool, it was Maro living in his shadow instead, and has been ever since.)

he met the first person in his life who understood him when he was 14. Professor Rond was the first person whose eyes didn't glaze over when he talked about scientific theory, who willingly lent him college-level textbooks and didn't look at him funny when he asked for even more advanced ones. suddenly he wasn't just a kid who got perfect grades but still seemed to hate school - he was a prodigy.

(without Professor Rond's influence, his parents' viewpoint would've remained "can't you just wait till you're 18 and get admitted to college the normal way?")

they were worried him being told he was so smart might go to his head; worried how he'd do socially as a gangly, precocious teenager on a college campus (after all, Maro was always so sensitive to what people thought of him). but Veritas could not have cared less - he'd finally found something to commit himself to, and that was absorbing knowledge like a sponge. snickers and jeers and resentful grumbling rolled off him like oil from water in the wake of that initial clarity of purpose. he earned his first bachelor's degree at age 15, his first doctorate at 18, and was a professor by 20.

the older he gets, the more ridiculous he feels complaining that his parents didn't understand him - but they truly didn't and still don't. they're proud of him, of course, but after so many years watching their eyes glaze over in incomprehension when he tried to explain his studies and work and accomplishments, he stopped trying.

(it's less painful that way. isn't it?)

Maro dropped out of college early to become a professional gay disaster and amateur shutterbug. (he prefers the term "freelance photographer," up until his father says it with a tight smile hiding all their past arguments behind his teeth, at which point he prefers not to be sober.) at 45, his biggest claim to fame is being hired by couples too cheap to get a real wedding photographer. few people believe he's related to the famous Dr. Ratio, and he prefers it that way; less judgment if they think the surname's just coincidence.

now that Veritas is grown, they've reconnected. they're still polar opposites who have almost nothing in common, but at least they can be friends in small doses even if they're no good at being brothers. there's guilt on both sides - but it's better than it was, so it's fine.

Maro still baffles him, though.

---

"Fruit is something I've only recently started eating and still don't fully understand," his brother says, as if it makes perfect sense.

Veritas feels his face scrunch in utter confusion. "Maro, what are you talking about? We grew up next to an apple orchard - you've eaten fruit your entire life."

"Yeah, but I didn't understand it till now!"

"What in the world does that mean?"

some days i write 1k words in a sitting. some days i open the document, move the em dash in 1 (one) sentence and close the document

[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!!!

[avcnturine]

deep dive character sheet

stolen from: u do not have to tell me twice to do a dash game

NAME: AVENTURINE

BODY

height: 170cm / 5′ 7"

strength ★☆☆☆☆ ⠀/⠀if he's in a hand to hand confrontation there are so many things that went wrong to lead to that. that scrappy af part of him that killed a man with nothing more than iron shackles is still in there somewhere tho

dexterity ★★★★★⠀/⠀have u seen those coin tricks in that cg cutscene

health ★★★☆☆⠀/⠀slightly above average bc he keeps fit and works somewhat to maintain it, but he's no health freak

energy ★★★☆☆⠀/⠀related to above

beauty ★★★★★⠀/⠀avgin genetics + finely curated = fine mfer. he's very aware that being attractive gives benefits even if his personal relationship with being seen as attractive is more bitter than sweet

style ★★★★★⠀/⠀bruh

hygiene ★★★★★⠀/⠀again, bruh. an additional tidbit here is that while the avgin are known for being beautiful, they're also associated with a poor / low-class / dirty image. this is something that aven is aware even the most rigorous beauty routine and colognes can't cleanse in the eyes of others

SKILLS

perception ★★★★★⠀/⠀avgin survival skills 101. both literal perception as well as emotional intelligence

communication ★★★★★⠀/⠀also avgin survival skills 101 jNJNSJGN. but even without the genetics / upbringing buff, it's something he's honed a lot as any successful businessman has to. it's his most important tool by a long shot, and a game he's exceedingly well-versed in

persuasion ★★★★★⠀/⠀see above

mediation ★★★★★⠀/⠀also comes with the businessman stint. and compared to his coworkers among the stonehearts, he's noted for this by opal: "it should have been me, but diamond believes that the family still had some value in cooperation and hopes this affair still has some room for a peaceful resolution. so, after some thought, i've concluded that you're the best candidate." i do think there's way more to what opal is saying here and that on some level this is an obfuscation of why aventurine's really the one being sent, but i do think it's also not entirely a cover-up

literacy ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀it's more or less average, though i hc that aventurine was illiterate for most of his life until he taught himself to read basics as a slave for survival and then was given further opportunities to improve in this by jade later. he's never been formally educated and still takes longer than average to read long or dense texts that aren't his usual material

creativity ★★★★☆⠀/⠀in the sense of thinking outside the box, long-term planning, problem-solving, and adapting to the environment. creativity in terms of the arts is virtually nonexistent though

cooking ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀like. he won't die if left on his own, but doesn't care for it. if managing his own meals, goes with simple things that can be thrown together easily while being healthy, probably swears by meal kits and food that can be made and then just eaten for days so he doesn't have to worry about it. has to be careful about falling into a habit of eating out constantly to avoid having to meal prep.

tech savvy ★★★★☆⠀/⠀he is hip and with it, as the kids say

combat ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀as stated earlier a fight's far from being his preferred means; if he's in one, it's because a bunch of other things failed along the way. he's not a combatant by nature or training, but he doesn't flinch, isn't afraid of pain, and has a good eye with a gun

survival ★★★★★⠀/⠀the guy's preservation for a reason. that said, this could also feasibly be a zero because he's constantly throwing himself in front of metaphorical moving trains just to see what happens. ask him sometime about his relationship with his own survival ( just kidding, don't. )

stealth ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀usually in his line of work, standing out is more par for the course and also serves him better. if stealth was necessary, he'd do his best, but probably wouldn't be much better or worse than the next guy

street smarts ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀used to be higher, but he's been a wealthy bigwig for some years now. still, some habits from a life at the bottom of the barrel die hard

seduction ★★★★☆⠀/⠀it's kinda like intimidation. not his first go-to tool but sure if it's the most useful one in the moment. he knows the avgin reputation and isn't shy to leverage it

luck ★★★★★⠀/⠀bro that's just canon

handling animals ★☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀he's not abysmal at it but he has no particular love or hatred for critters. puts himself first too much to be a good pet parent and he wouldn't enjoy it, but they're not going to die

pacifying children ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀whatever skills work for pacifying adults also works with kids, but they're easier. in this, he likes them more than adults. but he's not very genuine about it

MIND

intelligence ★★★★☆⠀/⠀this kind of goes in hand with creativity earlier. it depends massively on what form of intelligence you're talking about though; he's not learned and doesn't care much for theory or academics, but he's resourceful, emotionally and socially adept, a flexible thinker, and picks things up fast experientially

happiness ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀it's uh, complicated

spirituality ★★★★☆⠀/⠀surprisingly! hardly in the traditional sense. but avgin spirituality is integral to the culture and tightly tethered to their beliefs about survival, worth, and meaning. like most things, aventurine has a complicated relationship with this faith too, and there's many more facets to him now than ' avgin '. but at his core, that belief in the mother goddess from his roots is still there, albeit a very private and personal thing and not entirely positive. its role in his sense of self is also non-linear and kind of complex

confidence ★★★★☆⠀/⠀generally speaking yes, but it's also kind of complicated

humor ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀he has a developed sense of humor, can read a joke, and appreciates wit, but humor's not really something he displays or utilizes much himself. he's smooth and charismatic and prone to the occasional "that was just a joke, friend", but it's mostly in the interest of keeping things light. he's not really known for being funny

anxiety ★☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀he probably lost whatever anxiety he had when the screws upstairs started loosening, tbh

patience ★★★★☆⠀/⠀deals aren't made in a day and the best wins are weeks, months, years in the making. he can wait for the time to ripen

passion ★★★☆☆⠀/⠀like, in what sense? he doesn't tend to half-ass things, and has good follow-through. he's passionate about pursuing the things that matter to him, like success, self-satisfaction, and the fleeting, euphoric highs that make him feel the most alive

nice         ☆☆★☆☆⠀mean⠀/⠀oh honey it depends on who u ask

brave       ☆★☆☆☆⠀cowardly⠀/⠀it's like...... so dependent on ur definition of bravery. but not being afraid to die makes him brave? or reckless? just ballsy maybe

pacifist     ☆★☆☆☆⠀violent⠀/⠀he'd rather get along than fight but otherwise i wouldn't call him a pacifist by principle

thoughtful ☆★☆☆☆⠀impulsive⠀/⠀there's usually rationale that goes into everything, but it often looks impulsive to the observer

agreeable ★☆☆☆☆⠀contrary⠀/⠀will tell you you're right about everything if it's in his best interest for you to like him

idealistic   ☆☆☆★☆⠀pragmatic⠀/⠀prefers to think in tangibles, even if far-off tangibles, but his ideas can sound pretty out there. this is why he tends to work alone

frugal        ☆☆★☆☆⠀big spender⠀/⠀is it possible to be both? he's a big spender in the sense that he likes luxury and likes grand gestures of expenditure on others, but he's frugal in the sense that he's highly discerning about making the money spent worth it

extrovert   ☆★☆☆☆⠀introvert⠀/⠀leans extrovert but not extremely? he doesn't mind being alone and doesn't really feel the itch to be in a social setting if he's not, but he also does flourish a bit more when he's around others

collected   ☆☆★☆☆⠀wild⠀/⠀like he's collected until u realize he's rly unhinged actually

ambitious⠀/⠀possessive⠀/⠀stubborn⠀/⠀jealous⠀/⠀decisive⠀/⠀perfectionist

SOCIAL

charisma ★★★★★⠀/⠀it's his whole thing bro

empathy ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀a complicated topic. his emotional intelligence is in part based in empathy, and in part empathy-acted-out ; he's not devoid of empathy, and in certain specific situations can demonstrate a surprising touch of compassion. but very little in his lived experience either past or present encourages, nurtures, or rewards empathy; quite the opposite, in fact, and it's in a lot of ways more natural for him to act selfishly

generosity ★★★★☆⠀/⠀he's capable of great generosity, though seldom without reason

wealth ★★★★★⠀/⠀i mean in his eyes he doesn't own a whole skyscraper in pier point under his name yet, so he could be doing better, but.............

honest  ☆☆★☆☆⠀deceptive⠀/⠀makes vague hand gestures. both at the same time, somehow

leader   ☆☆★☆☆⠀follower⠀/⠀preferably neither

polite    ★☆☆☆☆⠀rude⠀/⠀he's cordial unless it serves him better to be otherwise

political ☆☆☆★☆⠀indifferent⠀/⠀he appreciates the ipc's modus operandi but he's not bible-thumping for qlipoth's gain on principle. he's aligned with himself before an ideology

BELIEFS

higher power ★★★★☆⠀/⠀see earlier note about spirituality

fate/destiny ★★★★☆⠀/⠀not in the sense that it rules you, but that certain things about one's situation are not elected and outside of one's direct control to change, and thus, inherently unfair

magic ★★★☆☆⠀/⠀it's not a huge factor in his life but that also begs the question of what constitutes as magic in hsr's world?

soulmates ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀not a romantic by any means but would probably be willing to engage in discussion on the concept for light entertainment in the same vein as fate/destiny before he fairly quickly tires of theoreticals

good and evil ☆☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀there are no permanent enemies or permanent friends, only permanent interests

luck ★★★★★⠀/⠀anyone who doesn't believe in it just needs to see his gacha pull rates

PRIORITIES

family ★★★★☆⠀/⠀in a conceptual sense ; he feels a lot of adherence to the family he lost, but less as concrete individuals and more as a manifestation of belonging

friends ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀rarely just for the principle of it, but he certainly does value his friends :)

love ☆☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀not something he associates with his concept of self, others, or the world at large

home ★☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀he's been physically and metaphysically homeless for so long it's ceased to be something he longs for, especially when concepts of home are bound up with plenty of negative associations as well

health ★★★☆☆⠀/⠀because it's important to take care of

praise ★☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀experientially, most of the time it's double-edged

justice ★★★★★⠀/⠀for what, from whom, in what form? he's not sure. but a hunger for something like it burns hard enough to destroy him

truth ★★☆☆☆⠀/⠀in the sense that he's naturally curious and doesn't prefer to be kept in the dark, but also can healthily appreciate the grey area

power ★★★★☆⠀/⠀it's not a primary motivating force, but he's not immune to it. more than the power alone, it's the agency it grants that he likes

fame ★☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀a byproduct of achievement. he doesn't feel any particular way about it

wealth ★★★★☆⠀/⠀rather similar to power. wealth alone is good because it's a measure of how far he's come ; moreso than that though, it's that wealth is a stepping stone to many, many further things. his voice line about the ipc is a good indicator of his thoughts around this

others' opinions ☆☆☆☆☆⠀/⠀if he cared about this he would not be in this job