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A peacock, Veritas read once, will present its train to attract a mate or to fend off an attacker. But Aventurine, Veritas deducts, has another user for it: as a mask of sorts, one so outrageously extravagant that with it he commands the attention of everyone in any room.
Love him or hate him, you can’t look away. One shouldn't judge a bird based solely on its feathers, but this one seems to be counting on it.
But as easily as Aventurine spreads his tail, his wings remain hidden. Even years into their professional relationship, Veritas has never seen him fly.
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Written for the whumptober prompt "hidden injury."Bookmarked by WhoTookHadeez
11 Apr 2026
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lover, be good to me by romanticashale for Kimiko_Emil
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
28 Mar 2026
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Lips press into the curve of his neck as hard muscle holds him. Gallagher surrounds him so completely, and Sunday wants…. Wants…
Gallagher.
Gallagher is still here. He's in Sunday's bed, wrapped around him like a blanket, and kissing his bare skin in the morning light.soft morning galladay for the soul
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29 Mar 2026
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“Why’d you call me a gambler?”
Ratio’s head tilts again. His face doesn’t move much. But Aventurine swears he sees the shadow of something like amusement in his features—wry and private, like he’s smiling at a joke no one else heard.
“I can hear it,” Ratio says.
“Hear what?”
“Every time you shift your weight,” Ratio responds, voice low, “there’s a coin in your coat or pants pocket. It strikes against the lining three times—once when you move, twice when you stop. It’s weighted. Slightly larger than standard-issue credits. Smooth edge. It doesn’t roll.”
Aventurine stares.
Ratio lifts his chin. “It is not a commemorative token. It is not a medallion. It’s the kind used in high-stakes tables. Heavy enough to flip with flair, thick enough to stack without slippage. You gamble. Or you want people to think you do.”
A beat.
Aventurine’s mouth goes a little slack. His tongue clicks against the roof of it, dry. “You heard that?”
“I hear everything,”
Aventurine laughs, but it’s shaky, breathless. “You're unnerving, you know that?”
“I get that frequently.”
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- Part 1 of My Ratiorine one-shots
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24 Mar 2026
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“You speak to me as if I’m a fool,” Veritas says to dark, frigid air. “Would I be here if your problem was mere drunken clumsiness?”
Quiet. “I don’t know why you’re here at all.”
“I received a call that you were passed out drunk and in need of a ride home,” he says. “I received a call, because it appears that I am the emergency contact in your phone.”
Aventurine’s expression closes off. He laughs dully and says, “Caught me,” as Veritas unlocks the car.
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Strangely, curiously, unfathomably, Veritas Ratio is Aventurine's emergency contact.Bookmarked by WhoTookHadeez
14 Mar 2026
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Aventurine cuts him off. They both go silent. He stares at the darker spots where the rain has dampened his pants.
“I would see you happy,” Ratio says, eyes forward. Knuckles white on the umbrella.
Aventurine turns toward him. The sharp line of his jaw. The waves in his hair. “You don’t know what you seem to think you know.”
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Being loved is a horrible, vulnerable thing. Aventurine wants no part in it.Bookmarked by WhoTookHadeez
11 Mar 2026