#playful romance

[aventurineswife]

sunday, aventurine, etc (separately) with an elysia {hi3} personality reader?

i love ur fics btw remember to take care of urself 🤍

Chasing Stars and Sweet Nothings

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Sunday x Reader, Elysia like personality!Reader, Romantic Fluff, Playful Romance, Lighthearted Moments, Mystery, Attraction, Comfort and Warmth, Thoughtful Conversation, Soft Sunday, Flirtation, Teasing, Emotional Healing, Philosophical Undertones.

A/N: I'm not sure if I wrote this correctly but I had to read the wiki for the personality, so I hope I got it right 😪 also thank you, anon! I appreciate it and take care of yourself too!! 🤭🫶💖🤧

Aventurine had always prided himself on his ability to read people, but you? You were a mystery wrapped in rose-colored laughter and mischief, and he couldn’t help but be drawn to it.

One evening, as the city lights painted your silhouettes with a glow, Aventurine watched you twirl in the warm night air, a contented smile on your face. “You know, every time I look at you, I can’t help but wonder what you’re hiding.” he murmured, amused but curious.

You laughed, your voice like chimes in the quiet. “Now, why would I hide anything from you, Mr. Big Shot Investor?” you teased, leaning into his shoulder with a playful grin. “Unless, of course, you’re willing to wager a bit more of your time to find out?”

He smirked, placing his hand on your waist, leading you into a gentle sway. “With you, everything’s a gamble,” he said, “but for once, I don’t mind risking it all.” You laughed softly, eyes sparkling with a hidden depth, drawing him in like the cards he played so expertly.

As you leaned closer, whispering sweet nothings and absurd promises, Aventurine found himself unable to focus on anything but you. You were a mystery he would never fully unravel, yet it was in your lighthearted laughter and gentle teasing that he found something he’d never bet on—a sense of peace.

“Stay with me tonight?” he asked, a rare softness crossing his face. You gazed up at him, smiling as if you already knew the answer long before he’d asked. "Only if you promise we’ll make it interesting.” you replied, leaving a trail of laughter as you pulled him into the unknown.

Sunday was used to people who followed his vision, who sought comfort in his promises of a painless dream, but you… you were a delightful anomaly, never quite fitting into any category he’d known.

“You look so serious, Sunday,” you cooed, nudging him playfully. “Why all the gloomy thoughts when you’re with me?” Your smile was radiant, as if the world’s sorrow never even grazed your spirit, and he found himself taken aback.

“Not everyone views the world with such… resilience,” he replied, his tone softer than usual. “Most seek peace, an escape from suffering.”

You chuckled, twirling a strand of his hair as if you’d known him forever. “Ah, but what is life without a little excitement? You don’t think your ‘Sweetdream Paradise’ would get boring after a while?” You raised an eyebrow, your tone teasing, yet sincere.

Sunday’s gaze softened, his golden eyes reflecting an unspoken conflict. “Perhaps. But there’s a kindness in sparing people from pain, is there not?”

You tilted your head, pressing a gentle hand to his cheek. “Kindness, yes, but people need a spark too. Just think, Sunday—if we never knew pain, how could we ever appreciate happiness?” You flashed a cheeky smile and continued, “Even you, my noble dreamer, wouldn’t want to miss out on a bit of thrill, right?”

He chuckled, an uncommon sound for him, but one that felt entirely natural in your presence. “Perhaps there’s merit in your way of thinking,” he admitted, his hand resting atop yours. He leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. “But tonight, I’d like to learn from your world, where joy mingles with challenge. Show me how you see it.”

You beamed up at him, slipping your arm through his. “It’s a date, then! Let’s make this world unforgettable together.” With you, even Sunday’s unwavering dream began to flicker with shades of something new, something alive.

[luvinaeverdene]

The Lady Eve (1941)

Directed by Preston Sturges

[aventurineswife]

Proposal Bite Mark

(Inspired by)

In the dim glow of your shared apartment, the quiet hum of the city outside was a soothing backdrop. Aventurine’s eyes sparkled in the warm light as he stood by the window, gazing out before he turned his attention back to you with that familiar, mischievous smile. He crossed the room with the smooth confidence that always made your heart race, his coat swaying around him like a shadow, the golden roulette details catching the light just so.

You were seated on the plush couch, wrapped in a cozy blanket, savoring the rare, peaceful moment. Aventurine dropped down beside you, his knee touching yours, as his fingers danced over the back of your hand. He studied your hand as if it held the secrets of the universe, his gaze drifting to your ring finger.

“You know,” he murmured, his voice a soft, playful drawl, “I’ve been thinking of ways to make this… official.” His eyes gleamed as he ran his thumb over your ring finger. You arched an eyebrow, curious, but he only grinned in response, his fingers gently tracing down to your knuckles.

Before you could ask what he meant, he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the back of it. His breath was warm against your skin, and his fingers wrapped around yours firmly. But then, without a word of warning, he brought your ring finger closer to his mouth, his eyes never leaving yours. You could see a hint of playfulness, maybe a hint of danger. And then, he bit down gently—not enough to hurt, but enough to make his point.

His teeth pressed into your skin, marking you with a slight impression, as his lips brushed against your finger. When he finally pulled back, a faint set of teeth marks adorned your ring finger. He smiled, a proud gleam in his eyes, and raised your hand to study the mark he’d left behind.

“We’re married now.” he whispered, his tone teasing yet strangely serious. His gaze held yours, a hint of something deeper flickering in his expression. There was that unmistakable Aventurine confidence, that sense that he always knew exactly what he was doing and how you’d react.

You felt your heart flutter, the weight of his words settling over you. “Is that so?” you replied, trying to match his light-hearted tone, though the sincerity in his eyes made it hard to keep up the playful banter.

“Oh, absolutely,” he said, leaning closer, his face inches from yours. “No one else could ever claim you now.” His hand came to rest on your cheek, his thumb brushing gently over your skin. “It’s official.” he whispered, his voice a little softer, his smile almost gentle.

His lips found yours then, soft yet confident, his touch a blend of familiarity and newness, as if he were determined to memorize every part of you all over again. When he pulled back, his eyes softened, the intensity melting into a warmth that made your heart feel like it was about to burst.

You looked down at your ring finger, admiring the faint impression of his bite, and felt a rush of affection. Aventurine was unlike anyone else—he had a way of turning even the smallest moments into memories, even if it meant making something so lighthearted feel so irrevocably binding.

He pulled you close, resting his head against yours, the room settling into a comfortable silence. “You’re stuck with me now, you know.” he murmured, his voice warm with something between humor and sincerity.

You grinned, feeling the reassuring weight of his arm around you. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

[shakespearian-love]

Ravenous with you ❦

[theeroticlover]

Yes, tell me you were saying something....

[fracturedporcelaindoll]

Chair spinning is fun until you get dizzy~

Playful Affectionate Romance ~

[softcitrus2345]

Took a small break from the berry comic to make something short and sweet I could share with you all ;p

I might make some follow ups to this but for now this is the completed comic >:]

He's so mean~

Don't let Jayce fool you he has never been more aroused in his life ABDJNSNNS

I like to imagine he tried sitting like this out of habit and that just. Failed miserably 💀

That poor chair can only take so much Talis-

Anyway hope yall enjoy this, it was just supposed to be the first image, and a messy sketch at that but here we are XD

[julls]

cheeky beautiful comm from zfedraws ( ꈍ ꈍ ) Enver Gortash x Durge Juria ♡

[iamacolor]

Do you really like me when I'm weird like this? You're the one who told me this, neither of us are weird people, we're just those types of people.

A GOOD DAY TO BE A DOG - EPISODE 8

[fracturedporcelaindoll]

Beautiful~

Nude Giggle.

[eniruok]

Citrus man

[aventurineswife]

Heellpp I'm thinking about Aventurine buying every makeup product the reader wants (cause she's interested in makeup not because she's insecure) and everytime he buys her a new set of makeup she has to see how beautiful the shade is but of course on his pretty cheeks and lips (not because she puts makeup on him, cause she kisses him but the idea of putting makeup on his face is also pretty cute and funny)

HOPE YOU READ THIS REQUEST I LOVE YOU BYYEEE

Kiss the Colours onto Me

Summary: Aventurine loves spoiling you with new makeup products, delighting in watching you try each shade. But today, you decide to test the makeup on him instead—by applying a bit of blush and lipstick to his face through playful kisses.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Fluff, Suggestive Themes, Playful Romance, Makeup Bonding, Light Humor, Kissing.

Warnings: Suggestive themes, Mild intimacy (kissing).

A/N: THANK YOU ANON FOR MAKING SUCH A CUTE REQUEST!! I LOVE IT AND LOVE YOU TOO <33 HOPE YOU LOVE THIS!!

The quiet murmur of your favorite perfume and Aventurine’s cologne filled the room, mingling in a delicate balance. It was a late afternoon ritual—one Aventurine had turned into a lavish affair, much to your amusement. He seemed to enjoy filling your vanity with makeup, every bit as much as you loved experimenting with it.

But today, his eyes—those intense magenta and cyan hues framed by his golden glasses—held a glint of mischief as he handed you another sleek black-and-gold bag. Inside, you found another new palette, a collection of lip colors and blushes in hues so exquisite you nearly swooned on the spot.

“You spoil me.” you murmured, leaning against his arm. Aventurine laughed softly, his arm wrapping around your shoulders to draw you close.

“Only fair to treat beauty with beauty.” he replied, an elegant smirk playing across his lips. His fingers lifted your chin gently, turning you to face him. “Though I must say, I have an interest in seeing the results myself.”

There was something in the way he spoke, the way his eyes sparked with anticipation as you opened each new compact and tested each shade. But you noticed his gaze drifting toward your lips, his playful demeanor telling you he might have plans of his own for this “testing” session.

With a grin, you picked out a shade—an iridescent blush that would surely look stunning on your own cheeks. But… what was the harm in experimenting? Especially when Aventurine himself seemed the perfect canvas.

You brushed a hint of the blush onto your finger and, in one smooth motion, pressed it against his cheek. His eyes widened in surprise, but he didn’t pull away. Instead, he lifted his chin, lips twitching into a smirk as he watched you through his lashes.

“Beautiful color...” you murmured, brushing your thumb along his cheek in slow, gentle strokes. The subtle hue contrasted against his skin, and for a moment, you forgot you were supposed to be teasing him. He really did look good.

“Enjoying yourself, are we?” he chuckled, clearly amused by your enthusiasm. But before you could reply, his hands found your waist, pulling you closer.

“Aventurine—” you laughed, feeling his nose brush against yours. “What are you doing?”

“Making sure I get my share.” he murmured, his voice a low purr. And then, before you could blink, his lips found yours in a slow, tantalizing kiss that stole the breath right out of your lungs. The remnants of your chosen lipstick tinged his lips as he pulled back, his thumb brushing against the corner of your mouth with a fondness that left your heart racing.

You looked at his face, admiring the shades on his skin, and he chuckled, clearly aware of his effect on you. “Well, I’m waiting. Surely you wouldn’t let me walk around uneven.” he teased.

Giggling, you picked up the lipstick and, leaning closer, applied just a hint more to the side of his mouth with a quick peck. Aventurine's grin grew, and he glanced at himself in the nearby mirror, clearly amused. “You know,” he murmured, “I could get used to this… as long as you’re my artist.”

In that moment, he pulled you close again, his fingers tracing along your arm as his lips hovered near your ear. “Consider it our little ritual.” he whispered.

[thelonelyshore-if]

Beck Propaganda

Who is Beck:

Chaos incarnate, Beck is all fire and passion. He's a character who is trapped, intrinsically, by forces beyond his control...and by his own fear. He's spent his entire life in a dead-end town and he's obsessed with anything that makes him feel alive. Usually that means risking his life. Free climbing radio towers, racing motorcycles, swimming at the top of a waterfall...anything that gets his heart racing. He feels everything up to eleven, and never sits still. Sitting around doing nothing is boring. Beck would rather die than be bored.

Beck is bold and brash and stubborn. She has issues with commitment and permanence. She's terrified of death...but not terrified enough to avoid courting it. When it comes to adrenaline, Beck loves feeling afraid. Fear is how you know you're alive. Other kinds of fear aren't nearly as appealing. She's playful, and teasing, and brave as hell.

Beck's Romance:

In a way, Beck's romance is a jumbled pile of contradictions. It's one of the fastest romances, because everything about Beck is fast. They don't wait around for anyone. They're flirty, and they're quick to let MC know that they're interested. What's the point in waiting around twirling your thumbs and pining over somebody when you could make out about it instead? On the other, Beck is terrified of commitment. Kissing someone is great--dating them is harder.

Beck's romance might be good for someone interested in a will-they-won't-they sort of romance. It will bring up a lot of feelings for Beck that they don't know what to do with. How do you let yourself fall in love with someone when the sheer thought of being in love is terrifying? They want to be with MC...nearly as much as they're scared of it. All in all, they're one of the harder ROs to pin down...for better or for worse.

Beck Inspo:

[fracturedporcelaindoll]

Or dance, hold hands, kiss, talk, play hide and seek, stargaze.... doing everything under the light of the moonlight~

let's have sex under the moonlight

[sweetpetaldreams]

“In the rain, they found a love that bloomed like the flowers after a storm, their hearts beating in rhythm with the falling drops, unshaken by the world around them.”

[shakespearian-love]

Getting wet with you ❦