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generalsdiary · 1 month
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legato*
Aventurine x Dr. Ratio
warnings: none
word count: 1.1k~
a/n: this literally played out in my head today and i had to write it down, aventio brainrot is so real, *legato is a term used for playing smoothly and slowly, not beta read, aventurine will come home
description: IPC throws a boring official party, Aventurine feels tired of it all and wants to leave, Ratio makes it happen, they share a moment afterward (more like they share multiple moments during all of it but whatever)
the genius society and the IPC had organized an event, a fundraiser so to speak, although the details are of little matter at this moment. due to their background they both had to attend, Veritas in a dark blue satin suit and Aventurine in a soft velvet one with many different colors such as cyan and splashes of yellow and light gray. one simple, the other full of flair, like a peacock spreading its feathers to woo its potential mate to be.
under a ruse of their conversation being related to a shared task given by their superiors, they chat alone at a tall table with high chairs near the exit. they talk in short sentences, and even shorter glances. Aventurine has his typical smile on his face, shining like the brightest star in the universe. those stars shine the brightest because they are burning, actively burning up... except only Veritas sees how plastic the smile is at that moment, he reads his body language; which shows small signs of tiredness and annoyance of others around them. Aventurine would usually love to form connections or refresh older ones. tonight… he simply, it seems, isn’t up for it in a sense.
the doctor dislikes unnecessary attention yet now, he decides to give him, give them both a quick getaway. being meticulous and intelligent as he is, he knows of a perfect way to leave this dreadful place filled with fake smiles, forced small talk, and ass-kissing.
without sharing this plan, he walks over to the glossy black piano. the instrument sits coldly, untouched for so long, cleaned without a speck of dust and ignored by the party, merely there as a decoration and not as a vessel of emotion and old magic unspoken by anyone there anymore. in calm, large steps Ratio stands beside the piano, unbuttoning a button on his suit jacket, and sits down on the red plush chair. he adjusts his posture, a public performance will surely invite attention and create conversations perfect for them to slip out. Aventurine quietly observed him, wondering what the doctor was doing.
a simple melody, gentle, quiet at first fills the room which, somewhat, quiets down. gazes shift to Veritas as his fingers in a calculating manner glide over the piano keys creating a rather romantic melody to the trained ear. Veritas is very well aware that pianists are typically known to stare at a random dot when they play and he grabs that information tightly because his eyes from the first note moved and stayed on Aventurine’s. his head cocked to the side, shaking slightly due to his lower arms moving as he keeps his eyes on the blond man. Veritas’ fingers move against the keys coldly, much like the keys are cool against his fingertips, yet he gently presses them, a silent letter to his… colleague.
Aventurine leaned on a wall beside him, the tall glass in his hand with a dark liquid swirling around as he smiled genuinely. almost like any romantic lead in a rom-com movie when the love interest holds their gaze as they publicly but secretly confess their love. Aventurine’s eyes fall down to his glass, still smiling he takes a small sip, which invites Veritas to shift his gaze lower. oh, they both know how to press each other’s buttons in just the right way, it wouldn’t be fun without the occasional mind game now, would it?
as the melody comes to a close, Ratio closes the lid on the piano keys, the sound of people clapping fills his ears and he disregards them completely, being much less obvious about where he is looking. the tall man walks over to their shared table, their fingers interlocking like fluttering feathers falling to the ground, hidden from most gazes. he leads Aventurine outside of the room, leaving the party fully. questions of how does he play so well, where did he learn, and oh I want to talk to that doctor now, who knew he was so talented in other matters as well fill the now forgotten silence and as their attention shifts to the wishes of talking to the man in the midnight suit, they slip out.
the fresh air hits their skin in a blissful, soothing manner. their hands separate.
“now doctor, that was quite a performance~” the shorter man says with a familiar tone in his voice.
with a nod the taller one answers, “I couldn’t help but notice your distress, it was nothing more than a way to help…” a few more words linger on his tongue, help you, dear gambler.
a chuckle escapes Aventurine, “and you staring at me like a fool in love was also a way to help, hm?” his words teasing the older man who scoffs, he quickly cuts himself off to take a small step forward and quietly whispers, “…thank you.” his eyes close to gather a moment of peace.
“of course.” Veritas’ hand finds Aventurine’s again, lingering around his fingers. furthermore, his hand moves to cup his cheek, his thumb caressing it as he lovingly stares at Aventurine’s face.
Aventurine’s eyes open for a couple of moments before he moves even closer, “could you look any more love-struck, you are being painfully obvious”, he whispers before his lips meet Veritas’.
too scandalous for their own good, the way they move slightly closer to each other and slowly kiss, like lovers who have no rush with one another, like time isn’t always running out for humans. savoring the taste, the warmth, the feeling, like it will fly away on a butterfly’s wings, or disappear like the smoke when the candle burns out. in the slow pace, there is a honey-like taste, a caramel note neither of them wants to let go, it makes them want more. like they are each other’s light and each other’s firefly, dancing like a couple of fireflies around one another. the younger one who fell first, and the older one who fell harder. a hint of desperation in the kiss, it is out of pure need to spend time with the other. to not let go. but the sugary sweetness of the kiss can only stay like that if one makes a break. if their lips separate to exchange a long glance in silence before they meet once again- where the caramel hue covers their lips and fills their chest once more.
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honehonn3honey · 3 months
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"But instead of pressing his palm against yours, his long fingers suddenly grasp yours, clasping tightly."
Art inspired by 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 by @andypantsx3. (Series of interconnected drabbles & oneshots)
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zellk · 10 months
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Realized I hadn't posted these slightly cleaned-up doodles of Baraanka :>
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cum-padre · 1 month
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You collect the most fascinating mutuals
You’re the king of the weirdos
Wait what brought this up LMAO you're right tho. coocheville has been saying this about me for years. I love you all though
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kiki-strike · 11 months
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atla fake tweets pt 4
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naomiarai · 5 months
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no words just beomgyu
why is he so majestic? he's not real, but knowing he is makes me wet. please
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astystole · 2 years
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i'm gonna pop your bubblegum heart!; @nsves new poses + eyeliner
01: hair ; hair clips ; earrings* ; eyeshadow ; blush (n73) ; lipstick* ; necklace* ; top ; skirt (claire) ; nails ; fishnets ; boots
02: hair ; cat ears (v1) ; eyeshadow ; cat facepaint ; lips (melon gloss) ; earrings ; necklace* ; top ; pants ; arm warmers (jules) ; nails ; shoes (rei)
03: hair ; eyeshadow ; dots facepaint ; blush ; lips ; necklace* ; top ; skirt ; nails ; garter tights ; boots (mei)
04: hair ; hat ; eyeshadow (mercy) ; waterliner ; blush ; lips ; earrings ; necklace* ; sweater (lori) ; pants ; nails ; slippers
* tsr
( ty for your cc! @acuar-io ; @aharris00britney ; @asansan3 ; @ceeproductions ; @christopher067 ; @crypticsim ; @daylifesims ; @enriques4 ; @evellsims ; @ikari-sims ; @jius-sims ; @jellymoo ; @kamiiri ; @kindlespice ; @luutzi ; @nell-le ; @rusty-cc ; @saruin ; @sentate ; @serenity-cc ; @simcelebrity00 ; @someone-elsa ; @trillyke ; @5so0n )
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jn3m0 · 19 days
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TY LEE!! ❤️ 💖🩷
I wanted to try some sort of painted style rather than my usual solid cell shading looking thing. I think it turned out pretty well, considering I had no idea what the heck i was doing-
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caemthe · 3 months
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@muraenide said.º
"I have a vague feeling that we're quite similar." His grin stretches up to his ears. Leaning back against the chair, he's amused to find that this time, the guard on duty isn't another one of the BSA's imposingly tall, menacing-looking men evidently hired to remind its detainees of who is truly in charge. He had been, as far as he'd go to evaluate himself, rather obedient so far. He wasn't like most of the detainees in the BSA who cussed and swore, or made a huge display of their uncouth manners. They might have thought that it made them cool and worthy of being feared, while Jade thought it made them look nothing but embarrassing. "An admirable resolve is required to disobey the desires of the heart. As I've heard, you too had to leave the side of someone you held dear to come here, did you?" [ As promised, I'm here to harass Pat ]
Patroclus had just given his report to the higher-ups from his last mission and was going to return to his apartment for a well-deserved rest when two other agents walked past his side, loudly complaining about a certain man. He stopped in his tracks, pensiveness adorning his features as curiosity got the best of him. Rather than walking towards the elevator to exit the organization's facilities, he went to the interrogation area and there they were. There was a special type of frustration that Jade managed to bring in most of the agents that had to deal with them.
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"Here again, Jade?" He asked but instead of receiving a vague or victimizing answer, he saw the other grinning. Jade's smiles were always dishonest and quite unnatural but this was the first time he saw them grin. It was the grin of a predator, the type that made him feel like they knew something he didn't and he was about to fall into their trap like how an insect falls into the spider's web. He didn't have to wait long to learn what they were plotting as he took a seat before them.
"I'm afraid I don't follow," he admitted. Patroclus' expression remained neutral but to be told that you're similar to a mystery nuisance with psychopathic tendencies would've anyone doing some self-reflection. Fortunately, this 'similarity' they spoke of had nothing to do with his character so Patroclus could breathe again. Unfortunately, this meant that Jade got curious about him and started looking into his past. "But, since you asked, no. You got it wrong in something. I had to leave them because it was the best for them and their future. You know how old-fashioned mage families still are to this day." Having an impeccable reputation, getting married to a woman from a good family, having children, and so on, all of the things that an exiled mage who had his magic sealed couldn't give.
Even if the poets may say otherwise, love is not enough.
But in trying to strip him off his walls, Jade had exposed some of theirs as well. This had to be the first time he saw them 'open up' in a sense. "I didn't expect you to ever openly admit to having a heart," the BSA agent said without an ounce of irony or mockery. It was truly surprising for Jade share to share any information. "Who did you leave behind?"
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thedeadthree · 1 year
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VALAENYA TARGARYEN -> a song of ice and fire
sword of the morning, queen of swords, she dragon of destiny, mistress of myth, visenya born again, lady of legend. princess of prophecy…. yawn!
icons | template by @jacobseed ⚔️🥀🕯🐉💫🌊
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grimmoire · 10 months
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love the new pfp
Menacing >:)
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not menacing at all just calm and collected and cute!! >:3
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wanderingmausoleum · 1 year
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gríma girlies rise up
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zuko-always-lies · 2 years
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“The Beach”:
Ty Lee: Well, what's your excuse, Mai? You were an only child for 15 years, but even with all that attention, your aura is this dingy, pasty, gray... (Cut to shot of Mai and Ty Lee) Mai: I don't believe in auras. (The camera pans right, towards Zuko. Zuko stands up) Zuko: Yeah, you don't believe in anything. (Cut to close shot of Mai who looks depressed) Mai: Oh, well, I'm sorry I can't be as high-strung and crazy as the rest of you. (Cut to over-head shot of the four teens. Zuko walks closer to the fire and Mai.) Zuko: I'm sorry, too. I wish you would be high-strung and crazy for once, (Close shot of Mai looking away and Zuko standing over her) instead of keeping all your feelings bottled up inside. She just called your aura dingy. Are you gonna take that?
What’s interesting is that you can read this as Zuko taking auras at least semi-seriously, at least more seriously than Mai does.  Moreover, Azula doesn’t comment directly either time Ty Lee brings up auras in front of her, either because she’s humoring her friend or because she thinks there’s something to them.
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🐭 (hi baba)
🐭: slightly intimidating
😎🌸 Howdy Nyx! Haha you know what Nyxie right back at you and I for one value that about our relationship LOL we're friends who keep each other on our toes (back to back, swords drawn) 💜
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rillette · 1 year
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ok so dnd. today was a long one. before i write this id like to point out that i forgot to mention last time that eivas gave us a list of people that will help us which includes: his aunt marie, his brother, the capitol branch of the tci, and a farmer dude and in the bottom corner of the note in different handwriting (we assume theriots) it says something along the lines of "if anyone knows a theriot macheteuil stay away from them"
so we arrive and guards stop the boat all "state your name and business" and boat boy helped us get disguised which included codos almost dropping damona off the side of the boat. anyways dirk thought it would be funny if the fake names we gave our dnd characters we have played in the past so we became cc=wasp hornet big man damona=wilbur soot codos=aardic zurgheid. we said we were here to see family and they let us through. we dock and get off the boat boat boy leaves and we realize haha turf and harry are the only 2 kids here but we cant really go get the other two so they are just. travelin around on the boat now. anyways we get a map and head to maries house and on the way cc looks down an alley and sees a jester with a weird purple aura that nobody else can see and she continues to see glimpses of it everywhere from then on. we arrive at maries and are greeted by her youngest son gregory who is very...confident. we then meet his older brother enjolras who goes and gets his mom. we explain that we know eivas and we need help and she offers us a place to stay. damona takes a room with harry, cc takes a room with turf, and codos takes the couch. oh also theres another son named phillip but he doesnt do anything really. we then head out to the tci hideout which is quite literally a hole in the wall and we first speak to autumn who seems not very fond of theriot when we mention him. they then go and get citrine and murmur who are like. the people in charge of that area. citrine seems fond of theriot and not a fan of eivas and murmur seems indifferent. earlier when we passed by the castle we noticed a chunk of it was *the* blue so we asked them about that since they seemed to know about *the* blue stuff and they were like yeah we dont know why that is we havent been able to get into the castle yet BUT YK YOUR HERE YOU COULD HELP US WITH THAT and we agreed but we have to go solve a problem with the waterways to prove were trustworthy. we drop the kids off at home and on our way to the waterways we stop by the address given for eivas's brother which just seems to be like....the family home? his mom was there we spoke to his mom who is very hot by the way. she said she could give us shelter if the other place didnt work out and she also asked how eivas is and that he hasnt talked to them in years. and then she was like "does eivas have a girlfriend yet?" and because i didnt think she would ask to elaborate i said "you could say that" AS A JOKE ABOUT THERIOT and then she went "oh????" and i had to pretend like eivas had a situationship with a girl. oh also eivas's mom is a clip-clop bagels stan and there is.....something goin on between the two of them. cc might be fucking eivas's mom sometime soon.
wow u guys had a productive session!! eivas is going to get a very confusing letter from his ma soon im laughing
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multiipl · 1 year
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@ofsavior​ said:
@ Jet or Ty Lee: Why does Azula call you babygirl?
*; this » calling you babygirl
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─── ❝ Because it’s cute! Don’t you want to be called babygirl? ❞
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❝ To further fuel my hatred for her and the Fire Nation? To get on my nerves? You must be stupid if you think it is anything else... ❞
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