"Yes, I suppose that offer still stands." He confirms and crouches down in front of Fu Xuan. He cradles her cheek and gently forces her to look at him. Their eyes meet again and her face relaxes a bit.
"So, you want me to deprive you of most of your senses and movements to calm your mind, yes?"
"I do," she says firmly, grounded by Jing Yuan's touch.
Sneak peek at what I'm cooking up currently ! Not promising a definite post time though, who knows if I'll even finish this
Aventurine was a stunning man. With his pretty golden locks, captivating eyes and charisma, he was indeed a fine specimen.
And oh, how Dr. Ratio hated him. How he hated Aventurine for being such a pretty man. How he hated Aventurine for making Ratio turn his head. How he hated him to cloud his thoughts, taking up his very mind and rendering him unable to continue his research.
How Dr. Ratio hated Aventurine for turning him into a fool.
A fool, who had hopelessly fallen for the very man he hated.
"Do you feel it? Mh, Ver? Do you want it? Need it? Crave it?" Aventurine whispered, his voice laced with honey. His lips brushed Vertias' ear. "C'mon love, say it."
The blonde's hands wandered over Veritas' body and he moaned. "Yes- Aeons, yes! Please, I need it- let me have you," he whined, breathless.
And then, he woke.
Chest heaving, face flushed. Veritas felt so incredibly hot, body burning, blood rushing. He felt the heat as it went right down to his groin.
"Aventurine…" he panted desperately into the night, yet there he was, all alone. Once again dreaming of the man who seemed so close yet ever so far out of his reach. It wasn't the first time he was haunted by the pretty Avgin in his sleep.
It almost became his normalcy. Closing his eyes, drifting off and seeing him. Debauched and indecent fantasies of Aventurine playing out vividly in his sleep.
Oh how he yearned for his touch. If only he wouldn't always reject the Avgins flirt attempts. Maybe one day. He sighed and got up to go to the bathroom.
hey gang, it's been a while. i'm rly sorry, life just became too real for a bit and I had a lot of problems / responsibilities i shouldn't have had for another 10 years tbh. it's still rough but i'll manage!
i'll try and slowly ease myself into writing again in the next few weeks.
also reworking my master list i guess as i won't be writing for genshin anymore.
a/n: Aventurine nsfw headcanons bc what did 2.2 do to me! I am normal about him (I swear). No I'm not projecting onto him in the slightest.
Receiving praise / degradation
"Aventurine, my sweet thing... Do you even hear yourself? Moaning and begging like a whore. It's truly pathetic. But you make me feel so good, so full. That's right, you fuck me so well, slut."
Your words drive him crazy as you bounce on his twitching cock. He's so close, one more word and he would come inside you!
Kink: gunplay (we all saw the final victor light cone)
Oh how much it turns him on when you sit on his lap, grinding against him and pressing the cold tip of the gun against his neck. Aventurine's breath hitches as you click the trigger once. You could swear his clothed cock twitched at that moment.
Another click and he moans. The danger of this situation turns his desperate brain completely off.
Aventurine is a switch
He loves being topped, but nothing is stopping him from topping you either. He likes being in control and making you submit to him as much as giving it to you, he trusts you fully after all! He is, however, a real brat sometimes, just to egg you on.
Kink: voice
He just loves your voice- so much that you could make him come untouched by just talking him through it, praising or degrading him. And the way you say his name! So utterly sweet, yet condescending at the same time. It sends him reeling.
That's why you two have phone sex almost every time Aventurine is away on a mission for the IPC.
Aventurine is vocal as fuck
He's talking the entire time, shamelessly moaning and whimpering into your ear.
"ah~ you're so tight around me, feels so good! mh, fuck! just like that!"
And when he comes, he lets out a stream of incoherent words and sentences and little 'ah ah ah's.
"ah so close ah, ah, ah, please! more I- ah more!"
Kink: choking
There's just something about you wrapping your delicate hands around Aventurine's neck that feels so perfect. When you press your fingers against his blood flow, making his brain cloudy and let him forget the world around him for a minute.
Kink: begging
Aventurine loves to beg and loves to hear you beg.
"Please, angel, let me come! Please I'll be so good, I'll- I'll do anything, please, please, please!" And he would do absolutely anything to come.
"Aventurine...! Let- Let me have your cock, please! Fill me up and let me feel you inside! please!" How could he resist your sweet pleas?
hey rin <3 ive never asked for something before so im not sure how to format it, but can i ask you to write a Kafka x Stelle where they meet regularly on the express in secret ??
Eeeek hello anon!! Ofc you can :D sorry it took me a while, hope u like it!
c/w: none <3 fluffy <3
words: 740
Stelle hurried through the parlor cars of the Astral Express, she wanted to reach a certain one at the far back.
Her face was flushed, partly due to the running and partly because she couldn't wait to see Kafka again. She started meeting with the Stellaron Hunter just a few weeks ago.
After the occurrences on the Xianzhou Loufu, they got closer and Kafka admitted that Stelle caught her eye. Stelle wasn't opposed to the confession and suggested that they could spend time on the Express in secret.
So that was what she was doing now, heading to their hidden hangout. Stelle arrived in the car and silently opened the sliding door to the middle room. She was excited to see Kafka again.
The slightly taller woman was sitting on a pillow on the floor, her legs crossed and her usually suggestive smile was soft and so was her expression.
"Kafka!" Stelle exclaimed happily, her chest was heaving and her heart was racing. "Stelle my dear" Kafka greeted her, not as cheery but equally as happy. Stelle swiftly entered the room, carefully sliding the door shut.
She approached the purple-haired woman and proceeded to sit down and laid her head onto Kafka's lap. "I missed you" Stelle mumbled and turned her head to face Kafka. "Sweet thing, it has only been a few days since I last visited." She chuckled and gently caressed Stelle's cheek.
Her gaze was soft, cherishing the time with her lover. "But still…" Stelle pouted and then smiled, "I'm glad you're here Kafka".
They stayed like that until Kafka complained about her legs falling asleep. Unwilling to stand up, Stelle groaned as she tried to shift her legs. "Stelle, could you please move? I'm afraid my legs fell asleep…" she tried to convince the younger woman gently. "While we're at it, we could put a record on… Oh! And I brought some pastries for us to enjoy."
Stelle sighed, hiding her smile, and sat down properly beside Kafka. Of course that did the trick. Kafka knew her too well by now. She got up and placed the box with the pastries on a low table next to their pillows.
She proceeded to put on one of the classical music records 'borrowed' from the parlor car on a spare gramophone they found while cleaning up the room. The two went on to spend the afternoon chatting, cuddling, and eating the pastries Kafka brought. They were lovingly decorated with pink and white candy hearts. (Kafka denied that she actually made them but Stelle knew.)
Before they knew it, it got late. Stelle didn't want Kafka to leave, who knew when they could meet again after all? So she just tightly hugged her, hoping she would stay a little longer. Kafka patted Stelle's head, her other arm wrapped around her waist. She didn't want to leave either, however, she also didn't want to cross the Astral Express crew or mess up Elio's script (if that was even possible).
"I would love to stay, you know how much I love to be with you, right? But you also know that I have a responsibility to get back to." Kafka spoke gently, not wanting to upset her girlfriend by leaving again so soon.
"I know… I know, but just a little longer? Two minutes…" Stelle mumbled, her face pressed against the nape of Kafka's neck. And so they stayed like that for two more minutes. two became five and soon five turned into ten.
"I have to go sweet thing," Kafka whispered against Stelled hair. "Right…"
So they bid goodbye once more, hoping the wait wouldn't be too long. "I love you Kafka, be safe," Stelle said, a soft smile on her face. She cupped Kafka's face and kissed her gently and the taller woman kissed her back, hands at the back of her neck and her waist.
Kafka pulled back first and replied, "I love you too, Stelle. See you soon." It was a promise.
With that, Kafka departed and Stelle turned off the lights and went back to her room. She stopped when she entered the room with a surprised and nervous look on her face.
c/w: not nsfw, suggestive at most! Aventurine saving you from your ex. strong language used.
words: 1.3k
a/n: I was literally playing, farming character exp and his voice line made my brain go boom. I'm still working on flip a coin tho so this isnt necesarily perfect >.<
Possible part 2 with smut??
You were sitting at the casino's bar, nervously playing around with your glass. you look around carefully, checking if he followed you. There were no faces you knew. You let out a shaky breath. The bartender shoots you a glance but you pay her no mind.
As someone sits down next to you, you jump and get ready to leave. "Just leave me alone asshole. I don't-" you say, wanting to escape as fast as possible.
"There's no need to be so mean." a young man says, giving a male bartender a note. "Oh gosh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to! I thought you were someone else…" you excuse yourself. You look at the man next to you, admiring his features. He has pretty blonde hair and captivating eyes. Your gaze lingers. And he notices.
"It's okay, don't worry." He says, smirking. "You got problems?"
You sit back down, sighing, "Well, kinda, but what's it to you?" You continue nipping on your drink, not too sure of what to think of him.
"Oh, nothing really, you just piqued my interest, dear," he says, "I mean, you just tried to cuss me out..." He fakes a hurt expression, swiftly changing back to his charming grin.
He makes you smile a little, and you finally give in. "You want me to tell you about it, huh..." You take the final sip of your drink and put the glass back down.
"Mhh, I bet it's interesting," he smirks, something glinting in his eyes. "Oh no, it's rather sad, honestly. Would you tell me your name first, though?" you ask, tilting your head slightly. You notice his fancy outfit, taking note of his extraordinary taste.
"Aventurine, pleasure to meet you..." - "y/n." - "Dearest y/n."
They way Aventurine said your name made it sound oddly special. He certainly had a silver tounge. You feel your cheeks heat up, smiling a little wider, "Likewise, Aventurine."
"Alright, y/n, tell me your story," he says and orders two more drinks for you both. You breathe and start telling him about your ex-fiance and how he treated you at the end of your relationship. He manipulated you and made you feel horrible. He used you as his personal servant, and every time you both went out, he belittled you and made you feel small. After a lot of thinking and gathering courage, you finally called off the engagement and left him.
"And that's why you're so paranoid, I understand." He says, looking into your eyes. It makes you blush and feel slightly exposed. "Yeah... He's been following me, well, stalking me. Trying to get me to go back to him." Aventurine gently puts his gloved hand onto yours, and you admire his rings.
After a moment, you decided to break the silence, "Ah, but enough about me. What brings you here?"
Aventurine hums, smiling once again, "Interested are we? But there's no special reason. I'm just here to gamble and I bet I'll win something good tonight."
He says it so nonchalantly like it's his daily life. It made sense, this is a casino after all. And there is this glint in his eyes again as he looks at you, clearly interested.
You both continue talking and order a few more drinks. The bartender watches you and probably has been listening in on your conversations but you, as well as Aventurine, pay it no mind. As the night progresses, you relax.
However, just as you got comfortable, the alcohol playing its part, a tall figure enters the casino. You only noticed as he joins you and Aventurine at the bar, ignoring the latter. "Shit, that's him" you whisper, slightly nervous.
"Aventurine, could you help me out if he tries anything?" you feel insecure, basically asking a stranger to help you with your creepy ex.
"Sure, I'll play along." Aventurine smiles. It was softer this time.
"Hey there, sweetheart, enjoying your night?" The guy on your right, your ex, says playfully, yet his face tells a different tale. He is annoyed, no, absolutely pissed off. "Oh, for the love of god, leave." you scowl.
"Why should I? C'mon, I'm giving you one last chance to go back home with me, no consequences." he offers, but you know his disingenuous tone too well. "No way. Forget it. We are over." you deny him.
Looking to Aventurine for help, you blurt out, "And I'm already with someone who doesn't treat me like shit!" Proving your statement, Aventurine wraps his arm around you, his fingers grab your waist possessively. "Yes, that's right."
"And who are you, peacock?" Your ex asks, looking at Aventurine with disgust, yet amusement.
"Aventurine, her lover," the blonde lies with ease, his face adorned with the usual smirk he wore so often that night.
"You whore, already sleeping around again? Have you forgotten who owns you?" he spits, insulting you like usual. The bartender starts to giggle. "Relax dude, they only just met. There's no way he would ever be with a gal like her." Aventurine shoots her a deathly glare and your ex laughs.
"Oh my god, you are an embarresment. Get your lying ass out of here and come with me. And you, Aventurine, you should leave your dirty claws off of someone else's property." your ex scoffs.
"Ahaha... lovely but we're not playing pretend, are we?" Aventurine laughs and promptly pulls you onto his lap. You feel your stomach twist and heat creeps onto your cheeks. You now sit on his lap, facing him. You feel his soft breath on your neck as he pulls you to his chest.
"Right, darling?" You could feel his heartbeat quicken and Aventurine felt yours. "Of course not," you manage to breathe out. He lifts your chin with his gloved hand, you can feel the cold rings on your skin. They send shivers down your spine.
Aventurine pulls you into a heated kiss, his soft lips moving against yours and you gasp in surprise, not expecting him to go so far. You melt into the kiss, completely giving in to the blonde.
Your ex simply stares at you, his mouth slightly agape.
"Tch, that doesn't prove anything." Pretending it doesn't faze him, he rolls his eyes, the bartender scoffs as well and leaves.
You break the kiss, gasping for air. Aventurine smirks complacently and gently tucks a strand of hair behind your ear. "Whatever you say, friend."
"Fine, have her. Just know that she is a filthy and unfaithful brat." With that, he turns around. "And this isn't over yet."
You let out a sigh of relief. He is finally gone. "What an asshole..." Aventurine mutters, making you realize what just happened.
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry! I asked for your help but you didn't have to go this far. I hope it didn't make you uncomfortable. I apologize! How could I ever thank you..." you ramble but Aventurine just cups your face and gives you a second, soft kiss.
"No need to apologize, y/n. To be honest, I thoroughly enjoyed this night. It was certainly a nice surprise." He gently rubbed your cheek with his thumb, reassuring you. "As for how to thank me... There's no need."
Your eyes widened, "Ah well, I'm glad you felt that way. But... Are you sure? You want nothing in return?" He shook his head, resting his other hand back on your waist. "Although, there is something you could do for me. If you want, that is."
He grins mischievously. To be honest, he finds you alluring and wants to know get to know you.
"Sure, what is it?" you ask, genuinely interested.
"Spend the night with me."