Squish His Face💖

Wanna hold Aventurine in my embrace and tell him he's loved, cared for and safe. Wanna tell him how much he matters, and how much his presence is appreciated. Wanna kiss his scars and tell him how pretty he is. Wanna tell him how he's more than his wealth and facade, and how precious Kakavasha truly is. Wanna help him through his trauma and support his mental growth. Wanna pay honor and respect to his family, as they rest in peace, with their baby finally finding his salvation. Wanna assure him that he will never be alone again, and is cherished from the bottom of my heart...But alas he's 2D

aventurine saying the most suggestive things known to man while you just brush it off as friendliness… bro can’t win this no matter how much good luck he has.

Someone please make more albedo x fem reader content with full of fluff and romance. I just want to feel this man's love towards me. I want this chalk man hugging me every night 😔

(Please tag me if you see this)

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Cute aggression over my lover boy Aventurine pls🥺

He's so gorgeous, i love sm (literally cried after the quest)

@whorerificstuff WHY DO U HAVE TO HURT ME 💔 (I luv this sm omg if only its possible for u to make a happy version 😭)

What if you and this male character were expecting a baby....

At first he was so excited to meet them, you were too after trial and errors to conceive a child. He knew you wanted a baby and he was there to give that. He knew you were pregnant the moment you ran through the bathroom door. The same symptoms that of a pregnant woman. But you wanted to make sure you really have a life growing inside of you. And you were. You were happy, he was happy to start a family with you.

Sometimes he would see you check yourself in the mirror everyday. And each passing they your stomach grew bigger and bigger till it was visible to everyone that you, his adorable and beautiful wife is carrying his child.

He saw how much you love the unborn baby. No. Words could not comprehend how much you anticipate to meet them.

Then there was that time he woke up with you gone. That made him jolt right up in panic only to see you grinning ear to ear, eyes sparkling in ecstasy at him. He let out a sigh of relief.

"They're kicking"

That's what you said, a faint blush painted on your soft cheeks. He couldn't help but stare at you, your hair was a little messy, a few strands in disarray but nevertheless you were still ethereal in his eyes.

You reached out for him to stand up and led his hand to your baby bump. He was very careful and gentle as he pressed his palm on you. He couldn't help but smile too when he felt the kick. He knelt down telling the unborn child that he wishes to see them and to not make things hard for you during labour. He felt you brush his unruly hair as you told him like a loving wife and mother would that no matter what the cost, no matter how painful it is you wish for your baby to be healthy and see the world. You smiled your eyes squinting a bit. They were full of undisputed love and he wish to see them every waking moment.

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The skies were in their darkest shades of gray and the pour of rain was unforgiving. The atmosphere was mournful, somber very appropriate for a funeral.

He held the umbrella to protect himself and the little bundle from the rain. He stared down at a grave, his eyes were tired, dull, a very expressive lament in them as if he had been crying for the longest time till he couldn't anymore, and on that stone protruding on the surface of the wet earthly floor carved, is your name. You didn't make it. He was unable to shed any more tears. He already cried far too much. All he felt was loss and an immeasurable amount of grief. He hears the baby coo in his arm, the baby that you left him, the child that you both made out of love for each other, the only thing connected to you.

Everyone that attended your funeral all left and shared their grief and respect. It was only him and a few concerned friends that stayed watching him mourn from the background.

Your brother decided to finally approach him, he has the same doleful expression as the others that attended your funeral and the same look of sympathy for him, the husband, and the father of your child. Your brother told him it was time to leave, that the rain is cold for the baby. He was hesitant to leave but complied for the baby's sake.

His and your friends and relatives were worried for him. Your mother offered to stay with him till he knows how to care for the baby himself. It didn't take long for him though, but even without anyone's help he would still learn how to care for his baby daughter, but he'd rather much have you see him struggle, to try and try until he got the hang of it. He wanted you to praise him to tell him he was doing well but you aren't there. The home you used to share feels painfully quiet without you. His heart aches everytime he sees every trinkets that you bought. Everything reminds him of you. Especially the little baby who's soundly sleeping on the comfiest cradle that you have chosen, you were right about the baby being a girl, he could never argue with you, you're always right, all except when you told him you're gonna be there for your baby girl, to hold her, to feed her, to wake up every night, to watch her grow into a beautiful young lady, like her mother.

He couldn't sleep in his first night without you, and the next day, and the day after that. The bed was cold and too big for him. His friends called and asked him if they could be of any help but he told him that he can manage with taking care of the little baby. But what about him? You weren't there to scold him for not eating, you weren't there to shoo away his intrusive thoughts. He was hopeless, the only thing that kept him moving was his daughter. She looks so much like you and it hurts so much. He misses you so much. There was never a night where he would not cry, where he would accidentally call for your name and expect for a reply. He had to be there for your baby. The baby that you grew to love each and every passing time and day. He'll try to make his daughter feel the same love that you've been giving to her. He'll let her know how much you love your baby girl.

It was the middle of the night that he hears the loud cries of his baby daughter. It had been a few weeks after your death, the empty space beside him, the space where you used to lie grew cold. That's right you're not here and never going to be.

He went to where the little pink crib was, his daughter was squirming and crying. If the neighbors weren't so understanding they would be knocking at his door every night.

The baby's crying was getting louder. He tried feeding the baby but she wasn't even hungry, he tried cradling but the crying kept coming, there was no sign of her stopping anytime soon. He wishes you were here, you would know what to do. Your touches were able to calm him down when he was stressed before, and he believes it'll be the same for his daughter too. No baby would ever reject a mother's touch.

He tried rocking the cradle gently hoping it what his daughter wants.

"Please stop crying" He begged his daughter. She didn't, she kept wailing.

He couldn't help but also weep with his daughter, a few tears drip down at the infant's face.

"Please be healthy"

"Please don't get sick"

"I'll buy all the things you want"

He wiped the tears on his daughters face, but it was useless as new tears kept sliding down on her plushed cheeks.

He couldn't even wipe his own.

His breathe hitched as he suddenly remembers what the doctor had said.

Newborns could not live without their mothers.

He closed his eyes kissing the temple of his daughter. He was scared that he might lose her too.

"Just please-..please don't leave dad too"

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A letter from afar

Dottore x reader

Fluff ig? Just a letter:>

Dear (Y/N)

Oh, my sweet love, my heart doth soar

With passion, fervor, and amour

For thou art the sun that doth shine

And make my heart forever thine

My love for thee is pure and true

More steadfast than the morning dew

More constant than the stars above

And deeper than the ocean's love

In every breath that I do take

My heart doth ache for thy sweet sake

My every thought is of thy face

And in thy arms is my true place

Thou art the answer to my prayer

My soulmate, my true love affair

A blessing from the heavens above

And the answer to my heart's true love

Oh, how I long to be with thee

Forever and eternally

To hold thee close and never part

And share with thee my beating heart

For thou art my sweetest dream

The one for whom my heart doth gleam

My hope, my joy, my everything

And to thee, my heart doth cling

So take my hand, my love divine

And let our hearts forever entwine

For in thy love, I find my peace

And in thy arms, my heart doth cease.

Sincerely your's,

IL Dottore

need aventurine rn bro. i need to see his pretty eyes between my legs n i wanna pull his hair. i want him to spend his money on me UGH.

i love thinking that even through everything aventurine has been through, he has no issue of showing love and affection to the people he holds close. i miss him

I love Aventurine so so much, that man didn't deserve what he had to go through. I will never forgive the IPC for this😭🤚

Reading his lore and slowly understanding him makes my chest ache like BRO, fuck those people who were the caused of this. Especially the dude who made my poor man suffered, he deserves something 10x cruel than death