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Finality
#hsr #ImbibitorLunae

An unnamed former incarnation of Yinyue-jun visits the Xianzhou Yuque to read about the future of his lineage. There, his most trusted friend helps him face the end.

※ Gen, char study

archiveofourown.org/works/73088836

Written for danhengILzine
October 25, 2025 at 2:24 PM
nuying.bsky.social
Paradise
#GenshinImpact #Aranara

The story of a "lost" aranara, created with Queen Aranyani's kind and precious memories of King Deshret, who journeys into the desert to find the one who needs its companionship most.

※ Canon MCD

archiveofourown.org/works/72230506

Written for Aranara Tales
October 10, 2025 at 12:33 PM
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Preview for our contribution to @aventurinefanzine.bsky.social ✪ ω ✪

In which a visit from a Doctor of Chaos reminds Aventurine why he said no to the Fool's offer in joining The Tavern.

POs open! 🔗⬇️
#HSR #Aventurine
September 13, 2025 at 3:03 PM
nuying.bsky.social
#aventiostarscript Day 1: Prayer

"answer" (500 words)
🛁 the God of Truth visits 🦚 Fortune as he answers innumerable, ephemeral prayers.

#aventio #アベンシオ #砂理
@aventiostars.bsky.social
July 27, 2025 at 10:01 PM
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Monster
#Tartaglia #GenshinImpact

Let it be known that the rumours about Childe are mostly true, and if you ask, he'll tell you that people only exaggerate when faced with a monster.

※ Gen, char study, blood/violence

Written for Rogue Waltz, a Harbingers zine

archiveofourown.org/works/67078540
July 1, 2025 at 6:53 PM
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¡¡¡( •̀ ᴗ •́ )و!!!

30 hrs, Zero Gravity's Moonnight Judge

My kind of R&R 😌🙏
May 29, 2025 at 8:33 PM
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For Auld Lang Syne
#HonkaiStarRail #Aventurine

Himeko offers 🦚 sanctuary aboard the Express, and 🦚 confronts the long shadow of his past with a judge who also knows what it means to be an older sister.

※ Gen, char study, PTSD

archiveofourown.org/works/65710978

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After the dreams of Penacony, little else comes close to surprising Aventurine. In matters of emergent horrors, oh how his sleeping self competes zealously with waking life, conjuring fresh melancholia when the bite of terror loses its teeth to routine. No two spectres are ever precisely the same, but some things never change. He burns his fingers steeping tea spiced by the heat of golden sands. Hunger garbles his wits into the wry shape of a friend. He counts, always, the sun, the shade, the falling stars, until three colossal violet eyes match his own, poised unblinking against blackest night. "Sister," he says, and the wraith wearing the skin of his family turns her head towards him. She smiles a beauteous, bewitching thing, plucking the tea from his grasp before setting hot cups and kettle aside. Where his palms sweat and shake beneath unfeeling appraisal, hers are warm like sun-kissed stone, gentle in admonishment. "I found help. Strength. Power. They won't bother us, not anymore." Aventurine, Xueyi, Himeko Additional Tags: Post-Penacony Trailblaze Missions, Character Study, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Dreams and Nightmares, Introspection, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Grief/Mourning, Memories, Wine of Oblivion, Hopeful Ending, Found Family, Astral Express (Honkai: Star Rail), POV Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail)
May 19, 2025 at 9:03 PM
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Echoes of Sacrifice
#GenshinImpact #Baizhu

A what-if scenario explaining the origin of "Way of the Dragon-Dragging Jade Snake".

※ R-15, gen, blood/injury
archiveofourown.org/works/64178572

Written for Transcending Transience, a Baizhu zine.

🛒 Leftovers: transcendingtransience.bigcartel.com
March 26, 2025 at 7:20 PM
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Stag Hunt Game #TotHAventio

The God of Truth entreats his on-again off-again lover to help solve an enigma. Of course, nothing is ever that straightforward when it comes to asking Fortune for a favour.

Collab with luxeria (X: anggorabun) ✨

archiveofourown.org/works/61829185

#aventio #アベンシオ #砂理
Title: Stag Hunt Game "How rare it is to see the infallible Veritas visit this House of Chaos. What is it they say? 'Chance and Certainty make terrible bedfellows'?" The God of Fortune doesn't bother with propriety—not when it comes to his on-again off-again lover of several centuries past—lounging across silks like spun starlight and lace of moonbeam silvers. He cracks one eye open to gauge the measure of time in golden sands tumbling from fate-carved glass, but even the wave of his jewel-dusted hands is a dance of delighting irreverence meant only for Veritas's grief and pleasure. "Oh? Did you bring a gift with you as well? My, my, what dire straits have you found yourself in to solicit a favour from me?" AO3 tags: Aventurine/Dr. Ratio (Honkai: Star Rail), Alternate Universe - Gods & Goddesses, Established Relationship, Fluff, Introspection, Gambling, Mind Games, Banter, Math and Science Metaphors, i love that that is a tag, Worldbuilding
December 31, 2024 at 10:48 AM
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#tartaliweek2024 Day 6: Wedding

"conviction" (500 words)
Before 💧 marches for war, the Tsaritsa grants his marriage to 🔶.

#Tartali #タル鍾 #公钟
The bells over Zapolyarny Palace toll twelve thunderous tintinnabulations, tremorous in the tranquil twilight touched by tenebrous light. Before him lies a future uncertain, behind him a road paved from handpicked possibilities, and in his hands he holds a knot of vermilion the shade of his sanguine heart. Here, in the land of eternal winter, the sun rises with shearing winds, and the one he's asked to walk by his side shields his silks of marital red with a mantle of sacred anemo. "Dijun," the old title floats between stained glass and crystal candelabra, lifting trailing hems and the eyes of a hundred onlookers, "it's time." It's time. From frigid nights to a lovelorn archon, the people of Snezhnaya have long since grown accustomed to the taste of futile struggle, the sound of hollow purpose, the familiar touch and tang of nihility asking what meaning is there to a life born of, from, and nursed in bitter misery? Above, the sky answers in roiling clouds. Below, the ice grants no quarter. Only in the shared breath of humanity does the simple truth reveal itself in peals of gentle wonder. Nothing matters. Everything matters. Tomorrow is but a fancy until conviction shapes it into today. His thoughts wander, carried by nerves he believed the millennia had worn away. He's older than all in attendance this morning, older than the palace surrounding, older even than the ground which bears him from hall to stately hall. Yet, beneath snow white banners and rime-dipped blooms, layers of obligation and crimson yearning, he is born again not as Yanwang Dijun, Morax, or even Zhongli the mortal wayfarer, but as something new, fragile, precious beyond wisdom and names. When he sees him dressed in his pole star whites, his everyday scarf replaced by a prince's scarlet mantle pooling over marble tiles and the velvet of deific kings, he knows this tremulous joy like the twin to tragedy, and his heart beats faster for it. Last night he kissed Ajax farewell. Today, it is Tartaglia cradling his fingers, draping red cord and joining their hands. In truth, he had wanted a quiet affair, away from the burdens of expectation and high station, where only family and the false stars above would bear witness to their union. They'd exchange their cups overflowing and perform their three bows, and when the night grew long and languorous, they'd retreat to their marital bed decorated an exuberant red by the people who matter most. Yes, it would have been perfect, but time like the roll of war drums waits for no man, god, archon or otherwise. The Tsaritsa's pellucid speech leads them through the traditional vows, and a country built on perseverance and piety pray for their pole star, for his happiness today and his glory tomorrow. With a heavy heart and a smile flitting between stable shores and the call of the abyss, Tartaglia eases the band of lucent silvery white onto his husband's finger. "Till death do us part."
November 10, 2024 at 8:40 PM
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Aphelion
#aventio #アベンシオ #砂理

The infamous imperial scholar 🗿 receives a mandate for his next mission: Penacony.

※Historical AU, childhood friends, betrayal, misunderstandings, mutual pining

For @anggorabun.bsky.social

archiveofourown.org/works/60245878
There's not much more to the message, a couple finer details spoken in enigmatic rhyme, then the chief eunuch lays the scroll in his outstretched hands. He's been through this routine before, from deathless days wishing for a spark of inspiration to the humdrum of plodding bureaucracy, and each time his performance bends his waist to accept another fanciful whim from the one basking in Qlipoth's grace, he wants to ask what will become of his research? What manner of fruit will the seed he's sown yield from the soil cultivated of corpses and croaking legacy? The answer is always the same, so he has learned not to ask. It's not his place to wonder what gods intend for mortals. And yet. It must be written in his expression as the old eunuch places a placating palm upon his shoulder. "These things, they are not up to us," he says, and the wisdom in the creases of his eyes speak of an understanding beyond simple compassion. "If not you, someone else, eventually, would have solved His Majesty's problem, and they, equally, would not be responsible. We do not blame the sword for how its master chooses to wield it." It's almost too straightforward how the empire washes the conscience clean. AO3 Tags: Ex-Prince Aventurine, Alternate Universe - Historical, Imperial Scholar Ratio, Childhood Friends, Separations, Angst, Betrayal, Guilt, Misunderstandings, Mutual Pining, Hopeful Ending
November 1, 2024 at 8:34 PM
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「 Quotepost your least viewed fanfic works. Even the less popular works need love. ❤ 」

We got to write a gen character study for the transmasc Tartaglia zine—maybe a bit niche but it'll always hold a special place in my heart.

archiveofourown.org/works/58045951

#Childe #Tartaglia
The Hound of Morepesok Fic summary on AO3: Ekaterina, Childe's right-hand, is discovered as a spy from the House of the Hearth. She recounts her most vivid memories of Lord Tartaglia as she waits for her execution. Or, one of the reasons why Arlecchino finds Tartaglia most disagreeable.
October 24, 2024 at 2:41 PM
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Knowing You, Knowing Me
#aventio #アベンシオ #砂理
Ahead of their mission in Penacony, 🦚 suggests a novel way of getting to know his soon-to-be business partner.

※R-18, BDSM, dom 🦚, rope bunny 🗿, character study

archiveofourown.org/works/58531483
Excerpt from fic: It doesn't take long to find him, wrapped in silks that catch the lowlight, nursing a crystal glass cut like diamonds carrying liquid gold. He drinks with a small tip of his head, the drop by his ear twinkling in the fine haze of smoke drifting from the centre stage, and when he settles back against velvet cushions, he smiles as if he's won some secret wager with a ghost no one else can see. The clientele here keep to themselves, rich folk who've transcended beyond trifling concerns of credits, who spend their days chasing the transient twins of privacy and happiness. Still, despite this pleasure lounge's unwritten rules, the high-backed chairs, the tall booths, it is hard not to stare and sneak glances at the IPC's trophy Avgin. To his credit, the man stands when Dr Ratio approaches, his fingers light upon the rim of his glass. One gloved hand reaches to pull the tinted lenses from where they slip on the bridge of his nose, and Ratio counts one, two, three, four gold rings as he slides his shades somewhere out of sight behind a collar of white fur. Ratio knows this type almost too intimately, their posturing, their peacocking. The IPC has no shortage of wealthy fools willing to throw their savings behind investments they cannot begin to comprehend, but the Strategic Investment Department is different. The "Non-Performing Asset Liquidation Specialists" are different. He—with his dossier filled with victories after successive victories numbering as high as the bars of his redacted history—is different. AO3 tags: Top Aventurine/Bottom Dr. Ratio (Honkai: Star Rail), Top Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail), Bottom Dr. Ratio (Honkai: Star Rail), Service Top, BDSM, Rope Bondage, Suspension, Anal Fingering, Dom Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail), Gentle Dom Aventurine, Rope Bunny Ratio, Kink Negotiation, Consensual Kink, Character Study, Pre-Relationship
October 17, 2024 at 10:29 AM