Incorrect Hsr Quotes #2

incorrect hsr quotes #2

[name], visibly exhausted, downing more shots than usual: so eventually, i’m like, being nice doesn’t work. being nice gets me stalkers

dan heng, sitting in the nearest table, watching [name]: i kinda feel called out

[name], continuing on: being mean gets me crazy men who are attracted to crazy person

blade, sitting in the same table as dan heng, nodding proudly: yep. i asked them to crush my skull in the other day

[name]: and so, i’m just gonna ignore y’all now

dan heng and blade: sulks after hearing that

jing yuan, who’s been at the same table as dan heng and blade, with a smug grin: aww but pookie🥺

[name], done with their shit: and they liKE THAT TOO! LEAVE ME ALONE❗️❗️

kafka, [name]’s gossip bestie: aww but pookie, you’re living the life

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I've been resource gathering for YEARS so now I am going to share my dragons hoard

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Smithsonian Open Access. Loads of free images. Free.

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Pexels. Free stock images. And the search engine is actually pretty good at pulling up what you want.

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How do you think about Aventurine with reader that have personality like Qiqi?

And what will he feel when reader older than him so much? (Basically Reader is more than 500 years old dispite appears look young)

(Hello there! I hope you’re doing well today. Thank you so much for requesting, and I hope you like this!)

Warnings: Yandere Aventurine, manipulative behavior, conditioning, using reader’s memory loss to his advantage, I’d also like to clarify that reader is of age, but they’re forgetful and spacey like Qiqi is, that’s the only similarity, also talk of death for the second one

How do you think about Aventurine with reader that have personality like Qiqi?

Aventurine is definitely the type to use your memory loss to his advantage. He’s constantly reminding you that the two of you are lovers, despite knowing very well it’s a complete and utter lie and has been since the very beginning. He remembers the first time you looked at him with that dazed expression of yours, clutching your head in your hand, and asked who he was to you. He felt an adrenaline rush through his entire body at the thought of lying to you and saying he was more than he really was. Qlipoth forgive him because he couldn’t resist the urge to insist he was your partner.

“Me? Ah, well…” What was the most important role he could take in your life? “I’m Aventurine, your fiance~”

Yes, he went straight to telling you that the two of you were engaged to be married, because why wouldn’t he? He wanted you so badly, as much as he could possibly have you. He wanted your everything, to claim you fully and completely. And yes it may be wrong to take advantage of your memory loss like this, but in his eyes, you were just begging for him to lie to you. Looking at him with those adorable vacant eyes of yours, how else was he supposed to respond to your question? Telling you who he really was, an employee of the IPC, who you were so disapproving of? No, no, that was certainly not an option.

He liked things much better this way, without you fighting him, when you blindly accepted his affection and devotion to you. Even if, at times, he noticed you trying to piece together that things weren’t quite right with him and his behavior. Fortunately, you forgot your suspicions of him shortly thereafter. And eventually, after a lot of insistence from him, you remembered him being your fiance as naturally as if it were true. You remembered him. Even when everything else was hazy, he was your one constant. The one who was always by your side no matter what. You even seemed to be enjoying his company these days. How so very lucky he was that he was able to carve a space into your life so easily.

“Hey, um… Aventurine…” You said his name with that soft and empty voice of yours, the one he finds so cute and endearing and sends a shiver down his spine, “I… can’t seem to remember… When is… the wedding day…?”

He embraces you from behind, holding you so closely and begins to kiss at your neck, mumbling softly against your skin, “Mm, it’s in a few weeks, sweetheart~ Are you excited~? Did you pick out what type of flowers you want yet~?” “Yes… I would like… forget me nots…” You admitted quietly, feeling your face get a bit hotter in embarrassment at your confession. “Oh, and why is that~?” He asked, curiosity tinging the usually playful tone of his voice, as if he didn’t already guess the answer. “They symbolize… The promise that… I’ll always remember you…” You said quietly, and he smiled so softly, so sweetly, at your gentle words.

“That’s so sweet of you, I’m so happy~” He can’t hold back the excitement in his voice at your promise to him, it seems he had conditioned you quite well, he was very satisfied with this. “I’ll arrange for a bouquet of those right away~”

And what will he feel when reader older than him so much? (Basically Reader is more than 500 years old dispite appears look young)

(Again, reader is physically of age in this as well, I’m going for something like “immortal darling” with Aventurine)

Aventurine would be lying if he said he didn’t feel a little intimidated at your status of immortality, even though he doesn’t mind how much older you are than him and that you lived during a time long before his. He wanted to be with you forever, for you to be his forever, but would that be possible when you were a long life species and he wasn’t?

He enjoyed the stories you told him of everything that you had witnessed in your time, and he would always try to match your stories with one equally as interesting, as if it was a challenge to him. It’s in little moments like these that you forget the fact that you might have to say goodbye to him someday.

But this is far from the first time Aventurine has defied fate. He would find a way to become immortal with you, one way or another. He would take on the greatest gamble yet, defying death itself. No matter what he had to do, no matter what it takes, he would achieve the impossible to stay by your side forever.

After all, life is just one big game to him, and he’s always the final victor. He wouldn’t let even death itself separate the two of you. Your love is eternal, and he will always follow you anywhere you go.

So don’t give up on him yet… Please.

*Reen casually slides through your asks*

May I ask how will he feels or react towards his darling who's so clearly fall over heels for him? Like she doesn't even know what's lurking behind his playful mask yet she keeps showering him with her love and attention,

"Sometimes I wonder why you'd want to go out with me in the first place. You're so charming and fun to he around, I must be dreaming!"

"I found this fox keychain while strolling around and it reminds me of you! Come to think of it, have you ever actually seen a yellow fox anywhere?"

"You look so tired today, what happened? Let me make you some warm tea real quick!"

Will he unknowingly became more possessive each time passed or will he remains as calm as before? Anyways no pressure to reply and I hope you're having a great day everyday!

Am to totally not projecting myself here

(Ahhh! Thank you so much for being my first ask! I love your prompt so much, this is absolutely amazing! I hope you like this, and have a great day every day too!)

Aventurine never expected you to fall in love with him or reciprocate any of his advances in any way. He’s so used to people not liking him, or barely even tolerating him, that every bit of affection you offer him comes as a total shock and surprise. He thinks you’re so sweet and perfect in every way, and while it’s completely like you to be kind even to those who don’t deserve it, he never expected that he’d ever be the one on the receiving end of that kindness and affection. He can’t control the warmth that spreads through his chest every time you say something sweet, or smile at him, or even just the fact that you seem so willing to be around him. It’s like nothing he’s ever experienced in his life before, and he can’t get enough. He wants more and more.

"Sometimes I wonder why you'd want to go out with me in the first place. You're so charming and fun to he around, I must be dreaming!"

When you say those words, it hits him like a bolt of lightning. You’re wondering why he’d want to go out with you? Shouldn’t he be the one saying these words? Everything about you is complete perfection, he’s obsessed with everything about you and can’t get enough of you and your light. You’re the only warmth and sunshine he’s ever experienced in his life. When he was young, he often wondered what the warmth of the sun truly felt like, to be able to feel it caress his skin and to feel truly safe. Now that he’s with you, he knows the answer to that question with all his heart. Every time you touch him, when you hold his hand or gently run your hand across his cheek, he can feel sparks flying under your touch. He’s always been very touch starved and so even just accidentally brushing against you causes the same reaction in him. He laughs softly as he pulls you into a tight embrace, the sound of his voice very light and airy, but there’s also a gentle tone to it- one you aren’t very used to hearing from him yet.

“Every day is a dream come true with you,” He pauses for a second, trying to find the words, “I love you more than life itself, and I’d do anything and everything to keep you by my side. You’re the best person I’ve ever met in my life, and I can’t imagine my life without you.” He feels that it’s more important to reassure you in this moment than come up with a witty, teasing one liner like he usually might. He wants you to know how much he loves you and truly values you.

Of course he’d want to be with you, every day, for all of eternity and beyond.

"I found this fox keychain while strolling around and it reminds me of you! Come to think of it, have you ever actually seen a yellow fox anywhere?"

“Ahaha, it reminds you of me, does it~?” He can’t help the flirty and playful edge to his voice as he speaks, but he also can’t deny that he has a slight blush on his face that you were thinking of him so fondly, “Aww, that’s quite adorable… Because you know what,” He pulls out a wrapped gift and presents it to you. You quickly open it and inside you find a rabbit plush, one with the same color eyes as yours and a ribbon in your favorite color around its neck, “I was thinking this cute little bunny reminds me of you! What do you think?” He winks at you in an extremely flirtatious manner, and you find yourself blushing as well. The warmth and softness between the two of you in interactions like these is unparalleled.

"You look so tired today, what happened? Let me make you some warm tea real quick!"

He sits down on the couch next to you and pulls you into the tightest hug without a word, it seems he had an extremely hard and stressful day at work. But you- you always make him feel so much better. All of the stress and pain disappears when he’s holding you, when he gets to be with you like this. You’re his anchor and his rock and the pillow that he likes to lay his head on after a long day. You open your mouth to say something, to insist you’ll go get him that tea, but he simply shushes you and pulls you in closer, arms wrapped so tightly around you that you can’t escape from his grasp.

“Please… Just let me hold you for a bit…”

Undoubtedly, every time you show him these little bits of affection, he becomes more and more in love and obsessed with you. He wants to keep you all to himself, he wants to hoard your light and warmth, and every day he’s constantly fighting against the urge and thoughts of locking you away, just for himself, forever.

But when he sees the way you look at the sky, or the sunset, or the stars at night… And he remembers how he too once looked so wistfully toward it, he can’t bring himself to do it. He wants to keep you this happy forever. 

And when you’re being so willing and compliant for him, who is he to rip your little bit of freedom away? You’re already in his grasp, forever, and he’s never going to let you go no matter what. You’re the little bunny to his fox, and he just wants to melt into your embrace every day for the rest of his life.

He loves you, and nothing will ever come between the two of you. Not even fate itself.

Slave!Aventurine x Reader

A/N : Reen is having another manic episode and she came up with this. 

WARNING : Slavery, may contain minor leaks regarding Aventurine's past, NOT CANON COMPLIANT, obviously, written before 2.1 release, some graphic description of dehumanizing behavior, but there's nothing weird happening between reader and Aventurine, mostly fluff, READER IS SPOILING HIM, psychological trauma, mentions of PTSD (Aventurine)

Word Count : 2,5K

It was the one time you lost yourself on the shady part of the city, and that one time is somehow enough to lead you into this current predicament. 

.・゜゜・

You had just agreed to meet someone. The marketplace’s community group has the set of a certain relic you've been wanting to have and the seller has sent you their coordinate to seal the deal. You swear you had followed the map correctly, but due to the poor signal around the place you are now lost. 

This part of the city is unfamiliar and it gives you the creeps. Following the poorly working navigator seems to only make you even more lost. Just when you were about to give up, an unknown crowd stole your attention and you can't help but to have a peek on what the fuss is all about. 

What a gruesome sight. 

You certainly did not expect to see a young man, his limbs chained to the ground while the resident screams and shouts to him, some even spitting in his direction. They curse at him, something along why he and his kind should've gone extinct long ago. The sight horrifies you greatly and you cannot stand to just sit back and watch this thing happening in front of your eyes. You noticed a mark tattooed to the left part of his neck with the world ‘slave’ and that might just be the cause. But still, none of this treatment is necessary. You don't even know him and what certain ‘race’ they are talking about yet the sight shakes you deeply. You can't possibly go home in peace without doing anything, right? 

With no further calculations, you marched his front while you declared ever so loudly, 

“I'M BUYING HIM!”

.・゜゜・

Everything else happened after that has turned into hazy memories inside your head because you currently have a bigger problem at hand. There goes the relic set you've been wanting to buy. Although you felt grateful that the man is no longer abused, the deed to buy this certain slave comes with rules due to his race. Slave owners are bound to do anything to their possession, that includes them being able to set the slave free. Unfortunately that doesn't apply to him. Not that you have the heart to free him too, it seems that his kind is despised by any person possible and it'll be rough for him. Sigonian, was it? He might end up being caught and tortured again. You shook your head at the thought, nope, not gonna happen. 

Never in your wildest dream you have ever once thought that you'll have a slave inside your house. Let alone yours. This whole situation overwhelms you but then again, you're the one who started it. The man didn't say anything on your way back home. You don't know what to say either. Atmosphere so awkward you can feel yourself getting crushed by it with every second passed. 

“Thank you…” the blonde man mutters just enough for you to hear. His voice hoarse and strained you fear that he might snap his vocal chords if he speaks another word. It caught you by surprise but you quick to answer him, 

“You're welcome!... Please have a seat, I'll fetch you some water!” You scurried to the kitchen to get him a glass of water you've promised. By the time you come back to the living room. He's sitting, kneeling on the floor instead of the couch and your heart stings at the sight. You didn't comment on his actions further and opted to release his cuffed hands before handing him the glass. He shakily grabs the glass before drinking the water in a single gulp. Did they even give him any water back there? 

“I'll get you some more…” you grab his empty glass back to the kitchen. 

He didn't get why you insisted on bringing you more drinks. The man tracked back on when you suddenly came out of nowhere to announce that you're taking him with you. He has his suspicions. Maybe you're an evil scientist that will try to use his body in a way or another, or maybe you're taking him home just to feed him to your dogs. But seeing how you may not fit any of those lists, he keeps himself wondering on what's your purpose in buying him. 

You came back with more water which he savored thoroughly. After he finishes the second glass, you introduce yourself and ask for his name. The man shakes his head in confusion. 

“All the names I have were the names my previous owner gave me…” You shot him a sad look and he has zero idea on what's your problem with him. 

“So… you'd rather have me giving you a new one, or…” 

“It all depends on you, ma’am. I'm just a mere slave.” His words caught you thinking and you decided to give him a new one. His old names may bring bad memories to him too you deduce, so might as well change it. You took your time to look for a name. This is a hard one. Your eyes wander around the living room to see a green colored ornament. It was your favorite, but it'll be weird to call him with the name green. No shit sherlock. Maybe name him after one of your relic sets? That doesn't sit right for a reason. 

Is there any substitute name for the color green? Myrtle… Olive… Teal… Jade… Viridian… Emerald… come on, you need to be more creative! After a few minutes of pondering, you came up with a unique one. At least you think that it's unique. 

“What about Aventurine?”

He seems to light up at the suggestion. 

“Is that… A precious stone?” You didn't think that he'll get that far but you won't want to let him know that your initial idea was from a literal color green. 

“Yeah! I think it suits you!” he seems to warm up to you a tad bit, but the thought is pleasant to you nonetheless. He agreed to the name and you let out a relieved sigh. 

“That settles then! Also would you like some baths? I'll show you to your room,” Thank the aeons you had a spare room in your house. You bought it with your savings in cash. It's a pretty decent and spacious one. The previous owner sold it for a quite low price since they needed instant money. There are some untouched spaces inside the house and you're grateful now that it had a spare room for your new yet unexpected companion. 

You motioned him to follow you and he obeys. You show him around his new room. A single bed, a small study, and a small indoor bathroom. He gaped at the sight. What were the chances of him having a pleasant space for himself to occupy? 

“So… yeah, you can use the bathroom over there. The room is a bit dusty since I never really use it. I'll bring you some clothes and a duster! Please have yourself,” You patted his shoulder lightly before leaving him alone inside the room. By the time he's done cleaning himself, he sure does take his time to leave his body spotless from filth, the blond spotted a pair of clothes, towels, and a duster as you promised. 

Changing to the new set of clothes, he grabs the duster and takes another look around the room. Why are you being so generous towards him? He stares down at the mark adorning his wrists, caused by cuffs he is always forced to wear. Aren't you scared if he's going to kill you? He's sure that by this second, everyone knows how bad and dangerous he is, or are you just plain stupid? 

Aventurine takes the duster to clean the empty room. Your behavior towards him really confuses him. Evenso he still needs to let his guard up because who knows what you are capable of. No normal person will even set a glance at him out of nowhere. 

A knock interrupted his train of thoughts. He immediately went to the door to open it. 

“I've made some dinner, come join me!” You dragged him towards the dining room and the gears on his head started to spin faster. Maybe you really are stupid. 

With that in mind, he started to think that maybe he can use you to achieve greater things in life. Regaining his honor, to help his people that went through the same as him. But the thought stopped when you nudged him to sit on one of the chairs. You sit not too far from him, eating your own share of meal. Aventurine looks at the dish in front of him. He can feel his mouth waters but he can't help but to squint at your oblivious form. What's your deal with him? 

Deciding that thinking with an empty stomach tends to be harder than not, he chooses to help himself. Tasty. Even some of the food he had stolen some time back then didn't rival this dish in front of him. While he savors his meal, he takes in your form once again. It seems that you've changed your attire to a more fancy one. Are you planning to go out? 

As if you can read his mind, you started to speak. 

“I'm going out tonight. Don't know when I'll get back, but just to let you know I'll lock the door for your safety.” Maybe he'll play along with you for a while. 

“Understood.”

“If you're bored there's a small library right next to your room, you can indulge yourself there,”

“I see. Thank you for the kind offer, ma'am” You cringed at the way he calls you that but maybe forcing him to call you by name on his first day around will be weird too. Aeons, everything about these circumstances is so out of place. 

You finished your meal and put it out on the sink. 

“I'll be leaving then. Have a good night rest,” And with that you left him alone inside your humble abode. Why are you out so late at night? Was it your job? What could you be possibly working for? Those questions runs around Aventurine's head. Maybe he'll find out eventually. 

Aventurine feels fatigue coursing through his body. He puts his dishes on the sink. He should do you some favor to show gratitude. With that, he washes the dishes present in front of him. Just a small token of goodwill. He retires back to his room after. The sheet below him feels so heavenly. He never actually gets to sleep on one, so might as well let himself indulge in these newfound luxuries. 

—

Aventurine jolts awake by nightmare the next day. He cautiously looks around the room. Hah. That reminds him, a mysterious lady bought him yesterday and he's now resting in his own personal room. He steps out of bed, feeling bold. A little tour inside the house won't hurt, right? 

The blonde makes a small trip to the living room, only to find your wasted form laying on the cold floor. He squints at the sight as he kneels down to check on your pulse. Thankfully you're still alive. Aventurine couldn't help but to cringe at your so vulnerable state. He can kill you right now if he wants to, and he'll get away with it. He can have your current possession and challenge himself further to test his fortune. He shooks his head at the intrusive thoughts and holds your body up to put you on the couch. Why is he doing this? Even he himself doesn't understand. 

You stirred at his grasp, eyes slowly opening. 

“Aventurine?”

He suddenly stutters, not knowing how to respond or to explain himself. He puts you back down on the couch. 

“I'm sorry ma'am, I thought you passed out on the floor so I moved you up to a warmer place-” 

“Ah- thank you! It happened quite a lot,” Now he's interested. Where were you last night? What could you be doing to the point you exhausted yourself like that? He stays silent though, he has no right to ask you all that. 

“I see. Sorry for the trouble…”

“Aaaanyway, you up for breakfast? I'll go prepare some,” you sat up from the couch. He follows your steps to the kitchen. 

“Do you have any preference? Sweet? Savory?” Why are you treating him like this? Aventurine couldn't help to blurt out of confusion. 

“Are you testing me, ma'am?” He queries and you lifted your eyebrows. 

“Test? What test?”

“If I choose a certain answer that is not to your liking, you'll punish me for it. Or then you'll just let me rot inside my room after-” You frowned at his accusations. Right. He had never experienced such a thing as a normal breakfast like you do. 

“No- no, this is not a test,” You waved your hand in front of him. 

“I was just asking… which one do you want more?” He takes in your genuine gesture. He ponders for a while and now he feels guilty for accusing you like that. You're not like those filthy, money grubbing bastards with a superiority complex. 

“Anything you prefer more, ma'am”

“Come on, I know you wanted something more specific!” 

“Sweet it is,”

“Cool! Do you want to help?”

“.... With pleasure, ma'am”

Aventurine ends up helping you make waffles and cream. This feels so wrong on so many levels, he thought. But in a good way. The two of you spend the morning eating breakfast and Aventurine is at loss. What do you gain from treating him like this? 

“Hmm.. I don't have any more clothes for you. You should go out with me for some shopping!” The thought of meeting other people dreads him. He expected the worst. 

“I'm not sure that's a good idea given my current circumstances, ma'am”

“Ah- your eyes! Hmm… I hate to say this, but what about sunglasses? They should hide your eye color just fine!” he's stunned at the thought. Why do you insist? Isn't this just wasting your time and money? Why are you so fond of him?

“That's… fine by me, ma'am. Although I'm not quite sure why you would go through that much trouble just to give me clothes.”

“Nonsense! With your companion here I just found out that having someone to talk to at home is quite pleasant! I think you deserve something nice,” And with that you left the dining table. Maybe looking for the said sunglasses, he assumes. 

He cannot lie, he dared to think that he could live like this for as long as you want. He owes you so much he can't even start to count. 

Aventurine thinks that he might just enjoy this treatment while it lasts. All of this feels so foreign to him. He could just easily use you and your resources as he wanted, but deep down he doesn't want to do any harm to you for what you've done to him. Until then, he'll take his time to plan his escape or how he will try to repay your deeds. He'll let his future self decide. 

For those who actually read this far, do you have any thoughts about this one or is this concept just plain weird, if it is too weird please let me know 😭 and thank you for reading!