a/n: possibly ooc as this is written before his release, reader calls him āliliā.
warnings: fluff like lots of it, sweetheart boothill.
If Boothill had to describe himself, heād say he was charming, and very articulated. To the point of nothing getting in his way of his mission to describe himself as, well, this charming cowboy.
The facade he created, everything he ever stood for ā falled with you. An early morning of you sitting in his lap, and him pressing soft kisses to your neck was all he needed to feel truly at peace.
āWhatās the occasion, Lili?ā You question, turning to face him. He shakes his head, though he would never admit outloud, or perhaps to just your face, this is all he ever wanted. A soft life, spent spoiling you.
āCan you turn back around?ā He pleads, the tone a little needy. You nod, turning your back to him. He buries his face into your neck, softly speaking again, āTell me about your day ahead.ā
You ramble, and ramble, until you realize heās not responding, āSorry, is this boring?ā You ask, turning to face him, as you tilt your head to the side. He shakes his head, a smile and chuckle escaping his lips.
āYour day sounds great, just come back home early as you can, okay?ā Youāre confused at the sudden statement, and decide to question it. āHm? How come you say that, Lili?ā
Heās still smiling as he speaks, āIāll miss doing this too much.ā And then a kiss, this time to your lips, tender as his speech with you, and as passionate as his love.
synopsis: aventurine is still unexposed to the many concepts of this world. but that doesn't mean he won't try to get to know them if it's for you.
pairing: aventurine x reader | wordcount: 1.0k | content & warnings: hurt/comfort, insecure aventurine, established relationship, my ass wrote this in an hour and its super late rn i just wanna upload this and my lazy ass did NOT proofread this + im on mobile so hell, kinda HELLA rushed ; ficlet
a/n: just the other day me and azul were talking about what body parts of aven would be sensitive and we got to his collarbone and azul said that he thinks that it'd be super evident so i pointed out that it might be cause he was used to starvation and barely ate even when he got to the ipc/had the chance to do so. SO I JUST HAD TO WRITE SMTH.
tags: @azullumi
aventurine shudders under your touch. your nimble fingers trace across his collarbone, featherlight movements, touch so delicate, it makes him tremble.
the pads of your digits lightly dance across his clavicle, one finger turns into two. your index swiftly slides over the pale skin that separates the bone that lies underneath. while your thumb starts inching closer the neckline of his satin pajama, diving beneath. at that he can't help but flinch.
āoh god.ā he laughs out. āsomeone's being touchy today.ā his voice is filled with joy. hearing, seeing, knowing that aventurine has fun around you, makes you crave for more. his laugh is an intoxicating drug. something that you'll always long for, absorbing it until every part of your body is stained with the tantalising essence and puts you to your demise.
you don't stop your actions, instead continuing to glide your fingers along his delicate body. āsorry, for i couldn't help it!ā a giggle escapes your mouth.
āi just thought about how pretty it is.ā you let out a small hum.
āmy collarbone? pretty, how come?ā he's confused, what is the beauty you see within his body?
his body is fragile. it's a hollow shell he carries around. ugly and not worthy of your attention even less your admiration, abused and marked in burns. when the digits that he carries around like a sacred body part of his, roughly engraved on his neck, come in contact with any kind of substance, liquid or his own fingers. he's reminded of the mishap his body was or rather is in. how it was abused and dragged through the mud.
putting his calloused fingers around the tattoo, stings. the touch lingers like a nostalgic scent which still remains on an old piece of clothing, one that has never been washed so the smell never fades away. it burns up at the slightest touch. hurting just as much as when it was freshly inflicted onto his young body.
kakavasha doesn't even know what he looks like. the only person he sees in the mirror is aventurine. sure he walked past puddles of dirty rain back in his childhood, reflecting his younger self, but the images are vague and blurry. he doesn't know what kakavasha looks like and he probably never will.
and neither do you. the only thing you have in front of you right now is aventurine. a shattered soul that doesn't know where it belongs. his being consists of a thousand fragments, they're scattered thoughts that Ƥhneln like broken mirror shards.
they reflect the tales of his heart and reveal its greatest desire. mirroring those untold stories like the surface of the water. thoughts and wishes that are full of pureness, almost childlike.
the broken pieces that make up the man who's named aventurine long for a haven which he can call a safe space - a home. but on the other hand he thinks that he's not permitted to find such a place, that he's not allowed to stay, undeserving of it.
āno particular reason. i just like the way it stands out, it's easy to find and trace.ā the words that roll off your tongue sting. they probably hurt as much as a paper cut you've received as a little kid, but it's not like kakavasha knows or is able to relate - he didn't get to grow up like the other children. but he can't blame you, you're oblivious to his past.
his body has gone through physical and emotional abuse. beat ups, labor or starvation. the reason why his collarbone is so evident, the face you adore is so slim, and his rips slightly poke through his body, is all because kakavashas hunger has never been satisfied and the dryness in his throat has never been quenched.
even after he put on the mask of the man who calls himself aventurine - a wealthy man, whoās a member of the ten stone hearts that makes more money than he spends, he's still reluctant when it comes to eating. of course he could buy all the delicacies that kakavasha never got to try - never even knew, but he hesitates.
the concept of chewing and swallowing the bits is still something aventurine can't befriend himself with. it's unfamiliar - he's not used to it, the feeling of a full stomach, what it's like to be satisfied after a meal. it's something foreign to him, a feeling he's not sure he'll ever get accustomed to.
he doesn't think he deserves to eat. to know what it feels like to be full, the rumbling that comes from his stomach is the one he grew up with is what brought him here. he fears that if he gets too comfortable with something or someone he'll forget who he is.
a lost soul that mourns after the past, but saved itself from the dark abyss, freeing itself. not allowing himself to get too close, always keeping everyone that comes near him at an arm's length. worrying he might grow too attached.
so why is he still here? here with you, chattering happily and conversing freely, he doesn't deserve it - he doesn't deserve you.
but is it wrong to be selfish for once? he knows the answer already: it is. but he can't help it, not when you coax him into this position, one which he can't leave, no matter how hard he tries.
āi love you.ā you trace the letters along his neck, over the tattoo that is engraved on his skin.
you don't need a verbal answer to know that he feels the same way. perhaps, he himself hasn't realized it yet but he's conveyed his love for you many times already. just like now as he continues to lie in bed with you.
the both of you are oblivious, but that doesn't mean that either of you will stop in your tracks, turn back and leave. (even though he sometimes wishes to do so)
both satisfaction and love are two unfamiliar concepts for aventurine. but he'll try to get to know them. for the sake of you.
marks crossed (and hopefully, our hearts are too.)
a/n: yes, this is inspired by that new official art. i had to write something because itās been on the only thing on my mind. š«¶š«¶
warnings: usage of ābaby, angelā as pet names, let me know if i missed anything else!
aventurine wasnāt much of a morning person, and seeing the sunlight to him just meant he lived another day successfully. which he most definitely wasnāt gonna take for granted, especially when he notices you. with marks on your face, your hands ā an indicator you slept well.
he softly traced your hands, the gesture making your eyes flutter open, waking out of your sleep. you rub your eyes, trying to process everything around you.
āgood morning, sunshine.ā he softly chuckles, kissing your forehead and then continues tracing your hands. ādid you sleep well?ā you nod, still a little sleepy. you yawn, covering your mouth. and he smiles as he looks at you, a look of admiration.
āi can tell, you know?ā he teases, and moves up to your cheeks, tracing the marks your sleepiness left behind. you donāt register what heās saying at first, given youāre so tired, then it hits. heās teasing you!
you suddenly decide to sit up, looking at his arm and noticing he has the marks too! you trace his, teasingly āwow, my darling mustāve slept so well, if he has so many marks, no?ā his face immediately flusters up, but only for a second before he upās his own teasing.
he holds your hand, kissing where he was previously tracing, āoh, but my sweet baby, you slept so good, maybe we should just stay in today?ā he teases even more in response. the sudden kiss, even though it wasnāt on the lips, leaves you flustered and shocked. you cannot beat aventurine at his own game.
you pretend to be unbothered by it, putting your hand up to his, comparing the two. āhmm, maybe, maybe we should. because yours are starting to fade, which means i canāt return the favor!ā
āthatās fine by me, anytime spent with my darling is perfect.ā he says, pulling you into his chest, kissing your forehead again. āi love you so much, sleep well angel.ā
a/n: this is dedicated to my lovely friend, @aventurne ā„ļø happy belated birthday, i hope this new age and every one going forward treats you so amazingly, whereas youāll find nothing but positive days ahead š„¹š¤²ā¤ļø happy belated again!
warning: spoilers for 2.1 tb mission, this is inspired by at last by etta james, one line from the song is used but itās not a song fic, fluff x10000, aventurines just so in love
aventurine was always cautious, he would take his time to plan out everything he did, no matter how reckless it seemed.
but if you were to ask the blonde haired man, heād say he wasnāt cautious, he was careful. careful crafting his art to a point of perfection.
except, these all seemed to fall down; the wallsā the facade he created to protect himself from the outside world and himself, when with you.
he adored you, so much. it almost physically hurt, he couldnāt help it though, he was so in love. he was so in love with you, and he wouldnāt have it any other way.
itās the way you speak, the way you effortlessly articulate your thoughts. the way you have the most adorable expressions, when your eyebrows furrow, the way you raise them when confused.
or maybe it was the way you supported him, telling him if he believed he could do it, he could. it reminded him of his past.
ākakavasha!ā you call out, waving your hand in his face. heās a bit confused, he couldāve swore he was just somewhere else.
āgood morning, sleepyhead. itās already past 9:30!ā you laugh, but so does he; youāre just teasing him in good fun.
āsorry, i was.. caught up in my thoughts?ā he says, shrugging. you nod, refusing to press further, you already knew of his pastā and you figured thatās what he was so caught up in his thoughts of.
he sits up, giving you a quick kiss on your forehead. you tilt your head, a bit confused. did you do something?
āsorry, just needed to give you a quick thank you for beingā everything i ever dreamed of, everything i hoped for.ā he says, giving you a kiss on your lips this time. one thatās sweet, gentle, but still filled with so much love, appreciation, joy bundled up into one.
warnings: spoilers for 2.1 trailblaze mission, written with before 2.1 in mind, bit angst but still fluff, usage of pet names ābabyā, aventurine calls you his wonderful partner.
inspired by @/toorursās amazing fanfic, read it here! i had to write one myself!<3
aventurine never had easy. being the sole survivor of his race was something he shared alone, no one there and constant nightmares.
ārine, iām back! didācha miss me?~ā you greet your boyfriend, sing-song voice. and he smiles, embracing you.
āi did, as always.ā he replies, a small smile plastered across his face. he wanted to have an important conversation with you, one about himself.
āhey, baby, could you sit down for a second? i want to talk to you about something.ā you nod to your boyfriends request, sitting on the nearby couch. he sits down alongside you, holding your hands.
ākakavasha.ā you tilt your head, what was your boyfriend trying to get at? until he speaks again, āthatās my,ā he pauses, only briefly before speaking again, āmy birth name.ā
āplease, call me by it often.ā he pleads with you. you nod, he didnāt have to explain further and you werenāt gonna force him.
ākakavasha.ā you say, and he smiles, a big one. so you say it again, and again, until your throat wonāt allow you anymore.
you cup his face, planting kisses all over it as you still manage to mutter his name. ākakavasha, my darling.ā
his face is red, but still keeps that same bright smile, he loves you, he really does, and canāt wait to hear his name come from his wonderful partner more often.
summary: his voicemail is full of messages, all from you, never to be heard
warnings: reader is gn, spoilers for the 2.1 penacony quest, angst, hurt/no comfort
notes: like genuinely i am not able to write for him anymore, iām so sorry if this sucks or anything iāve been suffering writers block for the longest time š
i saw the prettiest gemstones just now, but they couldnāt match the hue of your eyes. i know people belittle you for it, but i think theyāre really beautiful, like all of you. i know youāre probably busy right now. iāll wait for you to come back before telling you about my day, and you can tell me about yours. do you want to play a few rounds before turning in? i love you.
(played)
thanks for the gift; you seriously didnāt have to. i know you only came to penacony for business, and you didnāt have to take me along either. iāll make it up to you, i swear. how about a date once you finish work? i heard about this casino; thereās this hotshot there that you might enjoy wiping the floor with. what do you say? see you later. i love you.
(played)
i know something's off, and youāre not telling me about it. where did you go just now? you promised we wouldnāt keep secrets from each other, but youāve been hiding something the whole time weāve been here. iām not angry; i justā¦i just want you to be open with me. is that so bad? call me back as soon as you can. i love you.
(played)
iām sorry i yelled at you; your plan wasnāt somethingā¦ i could agree with, i donāt care if ratio agrees to it. we can work this out; you donāt have to do this alone. just come back, and maybe we can find a better solution. love you.
(played)
i know that i apologized, but itās not in the way you think it is; maybe it wasnāt even directed at our argument. not sorry, like, "oh, i pity your upbringing," but more of, "sorry for thinking that we could and sorry that we ever tried (to work)." that sounds mean. maybe it is. i could never heal you from the wounds inflicted by your past; they were always too deep to fill up. and i know i wasnāt the best person for you to choose as your second half; why did you do it? why did you pick me out of everyone else? why did you think i was deserving enough of your affection?
look, i know you don't want to talk to me right now. i wouldn't want to either. but i really want this to work out in your favor. i know that iām being selfish by wanting you even when i canāt. is it wrong to be selfish just this once if it means youāll live?
yell at me and throw things and scream that iām as bad as a person like those who hurt you, perhaps even more for knowing that you were hurting and i did it anyway. i don't care. but please don't ignore me. i would rather bleed myself dry for you than be forgotten. i know that nothing i say will change the past; what's done is done. but we can change the future. i donāt want to lose you, not in a million years, in another life, or in any other universe.
we can solve this, find a better alternative, and i can leave afterwards if thatās what you really want. if you can pretend that weāre okay just for a little bitāif you can talk to me one more timeāi promise iāll leave you alone. i promise iāll never call you again or anything. please call me back. i love you so.
(played)
itās been seventeen system hours, where are you?
(undelivered)
youāre joking, right? a grand performance? is this just another one of your pranks? thereās no way you- *cuts off*
(undelivered)
you did it, didnāt you? was it worth it?
(undelivered)
hey, please. please come back. iām sorry. iāll do anything to have you by my side. donāt leave me alone. please. i canāt live with myself knowing that the last words I said to you face-to-face were āi hate you.ā i donāt hate you; i could never hate you. iād hate the whole world before i could ever do that. please pick up. i love you please.
(undelivered)
itās pathetic for me to keep calling you over and over again, thinking youād pick up. maybe some part of me does, or i just want to hear the sound of your voicemail. i hate you; maybe i do hate you. i hate you for leaving me behind and making me think that maybe this would all work out.
(undelivered)
do you think it would have been any different? is it cruel of me to want you when you have never wanted anything else but this? you donāt have to come back as a ghost to haunt me when iām haunted by everything because it reminds me of you. i can see you in front of me, always protecting me, but never once doing so for yourself. i can hear your laughāyour real laugh, not one of falsehood. i used to draw stars around your scars, didnāt i? but i was the cause of them bleeding you out before you...youāre gone now.
(undelivered)
i miss you. iām sorry for what i said, and itās too late now anyway. i wonāt be able to forget you, like you told me to. they say that the brain canāt tell whether something is real or a dream, so iād always believe this horrid dream, even if youāre not here anymore. i think of you all the time now that youāre gone. will you think of me up there?
(undelivered)
*static before it cuts off.*
(undelivered)
i hate the phrase ātill death do us partā because even after death, i would still love you. iāll always be here right where you left me, waiting for you to come home even though i know you wonāt.
pairing: aventurine x reader | fluff with vv light angst (tbh its only kinda implied) | wc: 347
a/n: i had the urge, i felt the need, i wanted to use his real name. i love it. it makes him him.
ākakavasha!ā you chant his name like a prayer, full of hope. you let out a loud sigh of relief upon seeing your boyfriend opening his eyes.Ā āfinally you're awake, i was worried sick!ā
your hands rested on his shoulders, pursing your lips as your eyes scan his face for any signs of discomfort.
huh. why did you look so perplexed? it hit him when he felt a cool droplet glide down his warm cheek. was he seriously tearing up right now? and why'd it feel like he was burning up, cold sweat was glistening on his skin and his head felt dizzy.
just what in the world was happening?
āthank god you're awake! i tried to shake you awake for the past five minutes now. because you kept whispering something about a grand death and kept moving uncomfortably.ā your right hand reaches out to the lobe of his ear to playĀ with his turquoise peacock feather-like earring, tangling it around your fingers.
oh, so that's what it's all about.
āare you alright?ā your eyes darted over his handsome face, skin almost as pale as porcelain and eyes alluring as ever.
āif something or someone is bothering you, let's talk about it. or resort to violence, iāll kick their ass, whichever you prefer!ā you lightly chuckle.Ā
ādon't try to take the burden all upon yourself, okay?ā , shooting him a look that says āiām always here for you, donāt forget that - donāt forget me.ā
upon hearing that he can only smile fondly. after all, he loves you and his family more than anything and anyone - even more than himself.
but perhaps, perhaps this wasn't the right time to tell you. at least not yet. the right time will eventually come - no it will come. he has everything planned out.
ādon't worry. iām fine, everything is and will continue to stay fine. trust me.ā he reassures you before suddenly pulling you into a tight embrace, being pulled onto his lap as your head is buried into the crook of his neck.
āletās stay like this for a bit longer. please.ā
hello! I'm not sure if you take genshin request but you profile is wanderer so.
Can I please request a wanderer x puppet reader. In which reader was made by Yae Miko to show ei how to make one, and then abandoned because they we're making kunikuzushi. Miko didn't bother very much so she didn't give reader a name, and reader isn't able to have many facial expressions. Also if it's alright can you make this after the sumeru archon quest we're wanderer is just wanderer and is with nahida? Reader could move into sumeru a few months later.
Thank you ā¤
hello ! tysm for requesting, i unfortunately donāt write genshin here but wrote it on my side blog, i hope you will still enjoy it & i made sense of your request! ā¤ļø
ISRAEL are currently attacking Al-Shifa Medical Complex in GAZA.. Families, Patients and displaced Palestinian people at the Hospital are fleeing Al-Shifa on foot as Israeli warplanes attack the hospital.
A fire broke out on the upper floor of the hospital, itās reported that there are dozens of casualties and civilians are being forced to evacuate under heavy gunfire.
requested! | what happens when you simply cannot stay out of trouble, and you feel like itās becoming too much for your boyfriend?
warnings: hurt/comfort. never write for argenti/boothill before and written before his release, possibly ooc for both. longer than usual, please enjoy! <3
while he admires you, argenti simply cannot fathom how you always manage to get in trouble. even if youāre not always the start of it. it doesnāt bother him saving you, but it seems to get to you, a lot. no matter how many times he assures you itās fine, you feel guilty. you apologize, and he understands ā itās fine, he insists. he sets up a cute dinner date for the both of you one day, trying to really help you see that everything is fine between you both.
dr ratio feels a little different towards this. while he understands things come with troubles, he would constantly quote āitās more trouble than itās worthā, he tries to not mean it too harshly, he wishes you could stay out. and at some point, you start to feel a little upset with that, feeling as if youāre bothering him. and of course, he picks up on this. he starts with an apology, āiām sorry, i know you canāt help it; iāll do my best to be more cautious of my words.
being a member of the ipc, aventurine knows the feeling of trouble following wherever you go. so heāll try his best to get you out of it, or even try to be there to prevent it, but of course he gets busy with his work ā so itās not always possible. he does make sure to reassure you that youāre not bothering him by getting in trouble, as long as you can make sure, almost like a promise, you stay safe, heāll do the same.
sunday is simply just concerned, constantly asking how you get into this, or that. and when you explain it, he sighs softly, wanting to just put you in bubble wrap or something, cause in the end, he just doesnāt want to see his precious angel hurt. as of recently though, you feel like youāve been causing too much trouble around him, and that itās a bother, and voice this to him. he immediately wraps you into a tight hug, kissing your forehead. he whispers to you, āmy sweetest angel, youāre never a bother. i can promise, no, guarantee it, just please stay safe, okay? thatās my main concern.ā
for his absolute darling, boothill will create the trouble with you (given itās safe), he simply cannot help it, itās the most fun heās had in a while! at some point though, he stops. and you figure itās because heās tired of you as a whole, which is simply not the case. it isnāt until he pulls you aside, asking you if you were upset with him & many things along those lines. you shake your head, and heās immediately comforted. but when you ask him in turn if heās upset with you and thatās why he doesnāt wanna create trouble anymore, he repeats you, shaking his head before speaking. āmy darling cutie, i just felt like stopping, but if you wanna, and it would make you feel better, we can stir some up right now!ā
in other words, i love you! + ( hsr penacony men )
who said the first i love you, and what was the others reaction?
warnings: fluff, sunday part was written in mind that this happens before 2.0 takes place so 2.0 spoilers kinda included (?), not proofread.
aventurine is the first to say its he says it before he leaves out for the day, he says it when he comes home from work, but the first time he said it; there was nothing casual about it. it was in a desperate moment of him unsure whatās to come next, he had to tell you he loved you before it was too late.
suppose to where dr ratio is not the first, but you are. he had just finished with helping you study, and casually you said you loved him and thanked him. he was obviously, very shocked to hear those words come out your mouth. but again, he loved you back, probably alot more than you thought he did, so he presses a quick kiss to your cheek, and whispers into your ear he loves you back.
as much of a coincidence as coincidental it can be, gallagher & you said it at the same time. unintentionally you & him planned it the same day, same time telling each other you had something to say. both nervous, was the other gonna break up with me? but that wasnāt the case. it was later in the day and at last, you both just blurted out āi love youā at the same time. lots of kisses & a long conversation with cuddles after.
sunday says it first, and the reason why is just so incredibly sweet. you had just finished helping him prepare for the charmony festival along with some assistance to robin, and he was so happy, especially so incredibly grateful; he had someone so incredibly amazing to help him out. he pulls you in for a long kiss, covering you both with his wings as he says āi love you.ā after all, this moment should only be shared between lovers!
