I Love Thinking That Even Through Everything Aventurine Has Been Through, He Has No Issue Of Showing

I'm bad at describing but

Aventurine answering an interview about which food does he like most and he said the most common food ever (preferably selling it at street stalls). When he get asked why he answered that because it's the food he ate with his s/o first time ever before they were dating (his heart skipped a beat while watching them eat)

“In Simple Things, I Found You”

Summary: During an interview, Aventurine reveals his favorite food is skewered street meat. When asked why, he shares that it was the first meal he had with his partner before they started dating. Watching them enjoy it made his heart skip a beat, creating a cherished memory he holds close.

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Fluff, Established Relationship, Sweet Memories, First Meeting, Lighthearted Romance.

A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE!! I'M CRYING!! 😭💖😕❤️‍🩹🥺

In the bright studio lights of the interview set, Aventurine adjusted his rose-tinted glasses and flashed a charming smile at the host. The lively crowd watched with eager anticipation as the interview unfolded, captivated by the enigmatic senior manager's confidence and charisma.

"So, Aventurine," the host began, "we’ve learned a lot about your career at the IPC, but we’re all dying to know: What’s your favorite food?"

Without missing a beat, Aventurine leaned back, the subtle sparkle in his eyes hinting at a memory stirring just beneath his cool exterior. A grin played on his lips as he leaned into the mic. "Actually, it’s… skewered grilled meat from street stalls. Nothing fancy, really."

The audience and host seemed momentarily surprised, expecting a more extravagant choice from someone known for sophistication. The host chuckled and leaned forward, intrigued. "Really? Of all the cuisines you’ve had, you’d pick something as simple as skewered street food? Is there a story behind it?"

Aventurine paused, remembering that moment as vividly as if it had just happened. It had been a late evening, and he had suggested the street stalls on a whim, hoping to relax after a day filled with high-stakes meetings. When you had agreed, he hadn’t anticipated how charmed he’d feel sharing something so ordinary.

He looked back at the host, his gaze softening. "There is. That food stands out because it’s what I had the first time I shared a meal with my partner," he admitted, his tone gentler. "We weren’t together yet, just two people grabbing a bite. But watching them that night, the way they smiled, how they savored each bite—I remember my heart skipping, just realizing how happy I felt with them."

The host’s face lit up with surprise, clearly touched. "Sounds like a beautiful memory. You’re saying you chose your favorite food not because of the taste, but because of the company?"

Aventurine gave a subtle nod, his gaze distant as he recalled every detail of that evening. The scent of grilled spices, the warmth from the food stand’s flickering lights, and the laughter shared over something as simple as skewered meat. He could still picture you, laughing as you handed him a skewer, oblivious to the effect you had on him.

"Exactly," he replied, smiling. "It’s a reminder of how happiness can be found in the simplest of things. That’s something I’ll always cherish."

As the interview continued, he couldn’t shake the thought of surprising you later that evening, maybe with a skewer or two from your favorite stall. Because for Aventurine, every bite was a reminder of the moment his heart had chosen you—long before either of you knew where it would lead.

📔 tired. ft albedo

albedo works hard, and late into the night. he deserves a little reward for that, doesn’t he?

𐐪 warning: this fic contains dark content, please read my dark content disclaimer before continuing. minors dni.

🦢cw: rape/noncon, thigh fucking, raw sex (don’t try this at home), cream pie, somnophilia but only for part of it, dacryphilia, mild breeding kink

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albedo sighed, leaning back in his desk chair. he gazed at the ceiling while rubbing a hand down his tired face. god, he hated late nights like this. he knew going into his field of research that he’d be lucky to go to bed before 3 am— but actually living that reality was a lot more hellish than he could’ve known.

he shut off his laptop, getting a brief glance at himself— his eye bags were getting worse.

“fuck,” he mumbled, shutting the computer closed and taking his empty coffee mug to the sink. he couldn’t stand the taste of that bitter liquid, but he did what he had to do to keep himself up. he silently went through his nightly routine— showering, brushing his teeth, packing his bag for class the next morning— with nothing but the sweet release of sleep on his mind.

albedo stopped abruptly in his tracks as he came to the doorframe of your shared bedroom. you were sound asleep. you made such a pretty picture, the swell of your breasts rising and falling slowly with every breath.

so serene. so defenseless.

truth be told, there was only one thing that made these late nights bearable for albedo, and that was you— and you didn’t even know it. there was no way for him to describe just how tempting you looked while unconscious. he couldn’t help himself. just seeing your sleeping, unaware form was enough to send blood rushing to his cock.

he climbed into bed behind you, chest pressed to your back. he wrapped his arms around you, making sure your body was as close to him as possible.

albedo could feel his cock throbbing, begging for stimulation. he had to be patient, though— too much movement at once might wake you up. he opted to gently fondle your breasts instead, his head buried in your neck as he inhaled your sweet scent.

after a few minutes of torturing himself, he couldn’t take it anymore. he tugged down his boxers, clear precum already drooling from the top. he slipped his slick cock between your thighs. the sensation of the soft flesh squeezing him beef so gently was almost enough to make him finish immediately.

albedo grit his teeth and let out a soft fuck as he slowly pulled out of your thighs before snapping his hips forward.

he was in heaven.

albedo tried his hardest not to move too much or breathe too loud as he desperately rutted into your thighs. the last thing he wanted was for you to wake up and ruin the fun.

you’d woken up a few times before, telling him to stop, often right before he came. he always said he wouldn’t do it again, lying every time. something about your still body did something to him. he got off on knowing you wouldn’t even realize what he does to you while you sleep until you awoke to a sticky mess between your thighs in the morning.

the thought of violating you turned him on even more, he thrusted faster into your thighs. it felt heavenly.

but it wasn’t quite enough.

albedo paused for a moment, his cock pulsing as it yearned for more. he sat up slightly to see your face— still sound asleep. gently, he reached down between your thighs, hooking his finger into the fabric of your panties and gingerly pulling them to the side. his cock was slick enough with precum that he slid right into your cunt, biting his lip to prevent a moan from coming out.

“fuck, you’re so warm,” he hissed. it took all of his strength to not finish as he slowly began to pump in and out of your tight walls.

your body reacted even while unconscious, your pussy getting wetter with each movement of his cock inside you.

albedo tried to control himself, but he was too weak. you felt so good, your warm wet cunt sucking him in with every thrust. he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you as close as possible before he started pounding into you at a vulgar pace.

you awoke to a sharp pain in your lower abdomen, and it took you only a second to realize the cause.

albedo was fucking you mercilessly, hitting your cervix with each rut. your stomach churned with fear and disgust, though the way his cock rubbed your g spot made you feel tingly all over. you wanted to say something, but you knew it was futile. you’d awoken so many nights to him humping your thighs, it was only a matter of time before it escalated.

“fuck— you feel so fucking good— ‘m gonna breed you nice and full— ah— make you take every drop,” albedo moaned in your ear, his lewd words making you feel even sicker.

“been waiting so long to pump this pussy full while you’re asleep, fuck,” he hissed.

you tried your hardest to stay still, trying not to let your shoulders shake with a sob while a tear ran down your face. you must have let out a whimper because albedo stopped in his tracks.

“you’re awake?” he asked.

“please stop,” you choked out, trying not to burst into tears. it was so humiliating when he did this to you, using you like his personal toy to get off. part of you wished you didn’t wake up.

albedo slowly pulled out before sitting up.

“i’m sorry,” he says, genuinely sounding remorseful, before pinning you onto your back and moving between your legs. “you just feel too good. i can’t stop.”

before you could register his words he was pounding you again, his cold hands holding your hips in position.

your body froze in terror and revulsion.

“fuck,” albedo sighed with his head thrown back. “you just got so fucking tight— fuck, it’s like you’re sucking me in.”

your mind tried to process exactly what was happening— he was actually violating you, and enjoying it at that. you couldn’t stop yourself from sobbing. warm tears streamed down your face, and you hiccuped with every breath you drew.

“you’re crying? fuck, that’s cute,” albedo said, leaning forward to grab the headboard, one hand still holding you in place. “keep going, please.”

you tried to stop but the tears kept coming— you’d never felt so humiliated, even those mornings when you’d wake up to find he had came between your thighs in the night. you were beyond disgusted, and angry, and all you could do was cry.

“fuck— just like that, so fucking cute— ah,” albedo slammed into you one final time, his tip hitting your cervix as he came. “fuck— take it,” he moaned as he filled you with the thick, white liquid.

you felt his cock throb inside you as he finished, and even after— he didn’t pull out until he was soft.

albedo sighed as he slowly pulled out, flipping onto the bed next to you. when you finally got the courage to turn to face him and confront him for what he did, you found him fast asleep.

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When I'm imagining an angst scenario in my head and I accidentally hurt my own feelings in the process.

Imagine Streamer Kenma with a gf that only plays Roblox LMAOOO. Like she refuses to ever join his stream unless he finally plays Roblox horror games or something with her. He would definitely complain about it at first, but would have fun regardless <3

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「 CWS : 」 Reader is afab (has a cunt) but no pronouns used. Good morning sex. Wriothesley eating you out to start your day ♡ Slight somnophilia, but everything is consensual. Oral sex / Cunnilingus (reader receiving) & fingering ♡

I typed this up in one sitting horny as fuck GOODNIGHT

Imagine waking from a haze, dragged out from slumber by the building pressure in your stomach. You're already halfway to cumming when you open your eyes, vision blurred but still able to spot the mess of fluffy black hair between your legs. One of your legs rests on his shoulder, his hand dimpling the skin in his grip while the other is splayed on your stomach as he holds your squirming hips down.

"Good morning, sweetheart," you can feel him murmur against your cunt. The vibrations make you flinch, and he just chuckles, tongue continuing to lap at your entrance. He eats you out like he's starved even though it's so early in the morning. One of your hands goes to his hair, pulling and tugging at the strands, making it even messier, but he doesn't slow down in the slightest.

You whine when his lips close around your clit, your vision starting to go white at the edges. As he sucks and pulls and grazes his teeth against it, your legs begin to shake like a leaf in the wind.

"C-Close," you whimper, and you're not even sure he can hear you over the obscene sounds of him eating up everything you have to offer.

But he does, apparently, as he doubles down on his efforts and absolutely loses himself to the taste of your pussy. You can feel the brush of his hand against your thigh, then two fingers are in you, stretching you out and rubbing against your walls as his tongue licks at your clit and oh he's so fucking good to you and with one last harsh suck your eyes roll into the back of your head and your grip on his hair tightens to the point that you'd be concerned if you weren't experiencing one of the most intense orgasms in your life, and it isn't even nine in the morning.

Wriothesely lets you ride your orgasm out on his face, lets you try to grind your hips up into his mouth as much as you can with his hand still pinning you down. Eagerly, his mouth licks up every drop of cum, savoring it like it's the finest of dandelion wines.

And when you try to pull away, try to tug him up for a kiss by his hair despite how breathless you are, he goes with little argument, crawling up your limp body to place a wet, messy kiss on your lips.

You're still breathing raggedly when he pulls away, and he's never seen a more lovely sight.

He hums, placing a kiss to your forehead. His lips are warm and familiar against your skin. "I hope you liked your wake up call, dearest."

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𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐔𝐓 — 𝐂𝐇 𝟏

chapter 1 — strained relationships.

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You watched with bright, hopeful eyes as the Player began to choose their party members. When it came to the second slot, their brows furrowed in contemplation briefly before they selected you.

You let out a joyful exclamation, pleased that you were going to be used.

You must’ve been blessed with an extraordinary Player— you had only released five minutes ago and they had already managed to obtain you, a five star character! It was praiseworthy.

“Ah? You must be Y/N?” A cool, masculine voice called out to you, causing you to glance to your right, eyes landing on a certain blue-haired male.

Your eyes lit up with recognition— you had heard a lot about him. Wasn’t he the Calvary Captain of the Knights of Favonius? What was his name, again? Kayden… Karen… Kai… oh, Kaeya—! That’s his name.

You beamed, nodding, “Yep, that’s me! And you must be the famous Kaeya. It’s wonderful to meet you,” you say.

The blue-haired male chuckled, seeming to be amused by your choice of words. “Famous? I’m not so sure about that,” he remarked. You opened your mouth to reply, only for a voice to interrupt you.

“I agree. He’s more infamous for seducing the hardworking citizens of Mondstadt.”

You glanced to your right to see a red-haired male glaring daggers at Kaeya, arms folded across his chest. Oh, another person you recognized! Your Player really was impressive.

“Me?” Kaeya arched a brow, “I’m not sure about that. How about you, my dear brother? Somehow, you managed to get Donna to fall for both of your identities. Now isn’t that a feat?”

The pyro user narrowed his eyes at his brother. “I believe in numbers, Kaeya, and I think you have quite the record.”

Upon seeing the rising tension between the two brothers, you quickly interjected, not wanting a fight to start up, especially since you were sandwiched right in the middle of them both. Ugh, your ears wouldn’t be able to take it.

You leaned a little closer to Diluc, giving him a quick wave paired with a cheeky smile, “Hi there,” you chirp, “You must be Diluc! I’m Y/N, the newest playable character.”

Diluc finally noticed you, blinking once before returning your greeting. “I apologize for that,” he murmured, “That must’ve not been a very good first impression of me.”

You merely smiled, “Oh, no worries, I understand. Siblings can be quite infuriating something,” you laughed.

Just as those words left your lips, another character was added into the party, taking up the last slot. Your eyes widened upon seeing who it was.

“Childe!” You exclaimed gleefully the same time Diluc exclaimed, “The Fatui?!”

You stopped, happy expression faltering as you glanced over at Diluc, who looked at you with a shocked expression on his face. You knew exactly what he was thinking— you know this guy?

“Oh— oh, don’t worry, he’s trustworthy,” you say quickly. Well, not really, but he wouldn’t kill you… probably.

Being stuck in the development stages for months gave you quite a lot of time to observe characters, and you knew that Childe wasn’t heartless. Terrifying at times, yes, but not heartless. His love for his family really showed that.

The ginger returned your grin with one of his own, not fazed in the slightest by a new face.

“Hey there!” He greeted, beaming, “Y/N L/N, right? I’ve heard plenty about you, and it seems like you’ve heard a lot about me, too.”

You nodded rapidly, “Well, yeah!” Your smile turned into a bit of a smirk, “You’re Zhongli’s sugar daddy.”

Silence.

Then, Childe burst out in laughter, doubling over. “I-is that what they’re calling me, now?” He snorted, “Y’know, you’d think that with my three names, they’d settle for at least one of them, but no.”

You quickly glanced over at both of the males standing next to you. Kaeya looked mildly amused while Diluc… not so much. You could practically hear the gears turning in his head as he pieced things together.

You then glanced back at Childe, “Well, I mean— it’s not necessarily a bad nickname?? I mean, you’re getting more attention.”

The ginger nodded, “True, true. I guess you can’t ask for much else, huh?” He wiped a tear away, “Well, it’s great to meet you, Y/N.” His eyes glimmered with mirth, “I have a feeling we’ll get along excellently.”

Did Childe just say that to me?! Your mind screamed, I just got acquainted with someone rich as hell!

Technically, he was a criminal, too, but we weren’t going to talk about that.

You swallowed down the urge to jump around and cheer, thinking up something to say to hopefully continue the conversation. The Player, however, then opened up the character screen, switching to your character, and began to level you up.

Once you were up to level eighty, the Player exited the screen and began to grind a certain domain over and over again, seeming to be trying to get a certain artifact. This was what you did for the next week or two, over and over again.

You understood the pain of being a main, now.

Of course, it was enjoyable, but was definitely tiring. You notified that every time you did a domain, by the end of it, you were completely out of breath, while the three males seemed completely fine.

Luckily, on the fifteenth day, the Player finally managed to get the artifact set they were grinding for. Any longer and you swore your soul would’ve left your body.

They then teleported to a statue— the one near the big tree in Mondstadt— and logged off.

“Whoa!” Childe exclaimed, “It is windy here—!”

“That’s why it’s called Windrise,” you shout at him, hoping he could hear you over the whipping winds, which seemed to be strangely violent today, “And Mondstadt is under the control of the Anemo Archon— what did you expect?”

“True,” he admitted, “Can we get out of here, though? Going to Angel’s Share would be much better than sitting here for the next few days, straining our voice.”

Kaeya jumped on the opportunity, “I agree, don’t you think so, brother?”

The redhead glared at the cryo user before eventually caving when you pointed out that he had been away from work for a whole two weeks. Yep, you knew his weak spot— he was a workaholic.

Soon enough, the four of you were in the tavern— Diluc behind the counter, Kaeya and you sitting at the bar, and Childe… somewhere, probably blackmailing someone.

“Ah, this is much better,” the cryo user hummed, twirling a glass full of wine with his nimble fingers, “It’s been a while since I’ve had a glass of wine.”

You sipped at your own drink, “Really? I’m surprised.”

“Hm?” The blue-haired male raised an eyebrow, “How come?”

“Wine is your favorite drink,” you reply, “And from what I’ve heard, you indulge yourself in it often.”

Kaeya chuckled briefly. “Whoever is telling you this is making me sound like an alcoholic.”

You laughed along with him, “But isn’t that what you are?” You joked.

“What? Of course not,” he said, feigning an overly dramatic innocent expression before immediately dropping it, “You’re beginning to sound like Diluc, you know.”

You paused very briefly, unsure of how to reposed to that. Was that good or bad? You knew that his relationship with the redhead was very strained, and so the last thing you wanted to do was to accidentally strike a nerve.

Kaeya seemed to understand what you were thinking, because he smiled and added, “I’m joking. You looked so serious just now,” he chuckled.

You blinked, snapping out of your thoughts, “I… did?”

The blue-haired male nodded. “Mhm hm. I didn’t even know you could make that expression.”

Heat rushed to your cheeks in embarrassment, “Oh, well, uh—“ you were cut off by Diluc’s voice, causing you to glance over at the redhead.

“We should get going now,” he advised, “The Player said they were only taking a short break.”

You nodded, getting up, “Alright.” You glanced around the tavern before your lips dropped into a frown, face visibly paling, “Hey, uh… where’s Childe?”

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