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[celestial-narwhal]

HI I'VE COME TO POST UNFLATTERING LOW RES PICTURES OF AVENTURINE DON'T MIND ME-

Thank you for looking at these incredibly important pictures amen

#starheehoo #inclusionsofgold (aventurine)

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In which no one is surprised, Happy anniversary Star Rail! Thanks for all the fun times and absolute brainrot! o7

#starheehoo

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HE'S SO FUCKING PRETTY MOVE RATIO IM BENDING HIM OVER-

#starheehoo

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They kept Aventurine’s old dodging mechanic mentioned from the dev discussion… oughhhgGHGHH IM SO EMOOO IM SO READY FOR YOU TO COME HOME YOU SLIPPERY BASTARD-

#starheehoo #((HE’S HERE HE’S HERE HE’S ALMOST HERE…)) #((BEEN WAITING SINCE DECEMBER FOR MY GAMBLING BOY))

[celestial-narwhal]

[feed them]

A cup of tea is offered to the merchant. It's steam is inviting but the color is a tad unusual. The dark, sickly green practically asks for a cartoonish skull and crossbones to be plastered on it. Sunday's smile creases the edges of his eyes for once. He isn't even trying to hide it.

"A coworker of mine introduced me to the flavor. It reminded me of you."

@celestial-sword-dance

Prompted | No longer Accepting @celestial-sword-dance

From where he sits, Luocha's eyes look impassively down at the cup offered to him. It certainly didn't take a silver spoon to detect whatever was going on in there, nor did the merchant think Sunday had any reason to hide his intent.

What a childish ploy.

But, he may as well have some fun.

Smiling serenely, Luocha lifts the cup to his nose, inhaling its scent as if it were nothing more than an ordinary brew. His posture remains picture perfect, retaining all the form of an elegant nobleman at afternoon tea. With all the leisure in the world, he takes in the herbal scent, mixed with a tinge of almond, before raising the cup to his lips and taking a long sip with verdant eyes closed.

There is not a hair out of place or even hint of a flinch as the poisoned liquid slides down his throat.

“Your colleague has intriguing taste, I must say,” the merchant hums, gliding off of his chair soundlessly as he makes his way towards Sunday with an all too innocent smile, poisoned teacup remaining within his dainty grasp. He moves with the grace of skater lazily drifting over ice, his tail coat fluttering seamlessly behind him. Pointed heel clicks resound in the air until he pauses directly in front of the winged man, leaning into the Halovian’s space until the only thing between them is their bated breaths, Sunday’s back crowded against the lip of the table.

Then, Luocha opens his eyes, the ethereal glow of Abundance glowing dangerously under golden lashes. His hair mocking angelic light.

“Care to reminisce in the flavor? It’s only polite, after all."

A gloved hand presses flat against Sunday’s chest, a warning, before pushing the grey haired man’s back flat against the table’s surface. Not a drop of tea is spilled from the teacup’s lip.

Looming over Sunday’s body, Luocha climbs over him, his knees splaying over the Halovian’s thighs with his impassive gaze unchanging. He only pauses when he’s able to drape the latter’s face in a silken curtain of gold, ensuring that the man’s eyes could wander no where but him.

Then, the blonde grips at Sunday’s jaw, forcing his mouth open with leathered fingers. Slowly, meticulously, he tips the cup so that honeyed liquid pours into the struggling man’s mouth. Some tea spills messily over the corners of his lips, however, there is a certain precision in Luocha’s movements that indicate that the mess was intentional.

“Oh? Come now, show me your faith and devotion to your Lord,” he coos so sweetly, running a gloved hand gently over the priest’s throat, massaging his larynx to encourage it to instinctively contract, “Surely in THEIR grace, you will find mercy."

“Swallow."

#simplemerchant #thornsoftheabyss #merchanthotline (luocha asks) #celestial-sword-dance #suggestive cw #((if you count poisoning someone with their own tea suggestive jfc luocha are you good-)) #((for once Sunday isn't the one who needs to see a shrink it's the latter)) #((good for him)) #((never let Luocha near anyone pious)) #((he IMMEDIATELY chooses violence)) #((religiously traumatized ass-))

[celestial-narwhal]

Aventurine is someone who doesn't let his true self show. Whatever facade he is putting on at the moment, is the one that benefits him the most. In fact, I would go as far to say he has a fear of being genuine, which I will elaborate on at a later time.

Physically, this is shown through how he dresses. He dresses extremely flamboyantly, drawing attention away from things he doesn't wish for people to see. He wears coats that made him look bigger than he is, wears heeled shoes to make him look taller, has chunky jewelry to wow people with his wealth, and always has something in his hand to play with.

People cannot see your hands trembling if they are drawn in by a coin being meticulously rolled and spun after all.

Aventurine in truth, is a very small man. He's 5'6" in my interpretation and leans on malnourished. He never had a chance to properly grow due to his past, and continues to have weight issues due to the rather stressful life he lives. This, combined with his rather atrocious eating habits and other various vices, leads to him being underweight at best.

Still, no one would be able to tell this from the confidence he exudes and intimidating way his eyes meet yours. There are many other things you will notice first before you notice his stature, and that's how he wants it to be.

Intimidation comes in many forms, after all.

#inclusionsofgold (aventurine) #AventurescentReflections (Aventurine HCs) #((writing this instead of his bio? Yeah)) #((don't judge me I hate bios)) #weight cw #eating disorder cw

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@doloniaxdiegesis replied to your post:

edan offers dango milk -

"Little Star, you have my gratitude for your kind gesture. This makes me wonder what worlds you've blazed since we've last met. I don't believe I've seen a drink like this in my journeys before. Tell me about the world where you found this drink, I'm sure you have many stories to tell."

#simplemerchant #doloniaxdiegesis #((Once again getting whiplash from between Luocha's masks)) #((help he's so pleasant here))

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@everlastiingiimmortals replied to your post:

ALL FOUR, IN THAT ORDER, YOU KNOW HOW IT GOES-

If looks could kill, Jing Yuan would have met his fate 700 years ago. Maybe the rumors were right. Maybe Luocha's coffin was meant to house a body. He certainly wished to be able to shove a certain General in it at the moment.

Nevermind that it was all of his own volition that he ended up here, that he oh-so-willingly fell into a certain General's bed. The draw of their game simply too much to resist.

The push and pull of [Flattery] and wit.

The [Bang] of tension when either finally snapped.

The tangle in the sheets as they fell into [██████].

And finally, the lazy grin set on the General's face as he hovers a steaming spoonful of hearty congee in front of Luocha's face, looking all to happy compared to the merchant's indignant scowl.

Obstinate as ever, Luocha attempts to rise from his pile of bedding, only for a familiar pang to stop him in his tracks. His scowl deepens, eyes trailing to the food held tantalizingly in reach from the General, if only he would swallow his own pride.

... Maybe, just this once.

[Feed him].

#simplemerchant #thornsoftheabyss #everlastiingiimmortals #suggestive cw #((I hate you look what you made me write on dash AGAIN-)) #((^^^ did so willingly and with intent)) #((HUFFS))

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"..."

"I suppose this too, is devotion of another vein. Passion of a different light.

If this is what it takes to be the end of you, then so be it.

Til death do us part, my dearly detested."

[x] @celestial-narwhal: Luocha will [Do “it”]. It, you ask? Why, watch as the ethereal light drains from THEIR multitude of eyes and he stands on the edge of the abyss, laughing like the madman he is.

The precipice of "Life" and "Death" where partings entwine with beginnings in a lover's embrace.

Such devotion.

To wish with a fervent beating heart for a private send off. To be present for the end of another glorious cycle and...bear the fruits of one's path. Forever etched into blood and bones. Never apart as new life takes root within the path strider's being. A moving invitation. What a beautiful soul they've created.

#simplemerchant #thornsoftheabyss #grislyintentions #crack tag tbd #((THEY WHAT-)) #((SCREAMS AND SHITS AND CRIES-)) #((THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FUNERAL NOT A WEDDING-)) #((FUCKER!!!!!))

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@traincarsandstars replied to your post:

Bailu is going to offer him some berrypheasant skewers

"Oh? How generous of you, High Elder, to share this treat with a humble merchant such as myself. I've heard on the streets that this dish in particular is a favorite of yours?"

With a warm chuckle, a gloved had reaches down and pats her hair gently, the fragrance of jasmine ever so slightly touching the air.

"How about this, I'll take you to share in my favorite dish on the Luofu as well. Is that deal to your liking?"

#simplemerchant #traincarsandstars #((Bailu... don't be nice to him he's a criminal-))

[celestial-narwhal]

(Hough sleepy- hitting the hay! I will get to the rest of these tomorrow my muse is WIGGLING!))

#starheehoo #((gn... thank you for the sillies everyone!))

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@shining-gem34 replied to your post:

"…Here you are, Mr. Luocha." As a sympathy gift, Dan Heng hands him a box of chocolate covered strawberries.

"... Your condolences are greatly appreciated, young master."

There is a hint of humor in his voice as he graciously accepts the box, smiling gently and motioning for Dan Heng to take a seat across from him.

"Why don't you join me? I'm sure there's much we can catch up on over treats."

#simplemerchant #thornsoftheabyss #((oh the whiplash from the pleasant merchant Luocha from... you know...)) #((you two-faced son of a bitch I love you so much)) #((Calm sweet time with Dan Heng now!))

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@chasersglow replied to your post:

What if the bang is the sound of a bullet going through his skull at point blank. 🔫

What is there left after a horrifying bang? Nothing but silence in contrast to that echoing sound. Stillness, the slowly encroaching guilt of what you have done, the sin finally taking root over trembling hands.

A body, or, what should have been a body stands, gravity itself turning away from the abomination that lies before it.

Then, the sound of thorns bursting forth, melding flesh and bone back to origin in a grotesque squelch. A thorny mass writhing over and over again, weaving its monstrous brocade back into form.

The merchant stands before you. Perfect posture. Perfect form.

A simple smile adorned on his face, not a hair out of place.

"It is not so simple to rid of me, I'm afraid."

#simplemerchant #thornsoftheabyss #chasersglow #gore cw #body horror cw #((I am so sorry idk what possessed me)) #((thank you for enabling my villainous tendencies koi))

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"Oh, what a quaint little game. Call me curious, I would like to take part-"

"...." ".... I rescind my statement."

#simplemerchant #dash game #((WELL IT'S A 50/50-))

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"My, what a fortuitous event! Do be sure to heed the oh-so generous Doctor's words, my friends."

"That is to say, shades up! Protect those precious gems of yours, Especially when handling a motorized vehicle! You'd be surprised at the temptation to sneak a peak at such a phenomenon while on the road! Here is a list of safety certified glasses. Flashy, and get the job done!

I do wish you all a fun, and safe eclipse viewing! Unfortunately for me, it seems for once my luck has run dry.

Rain always seems to come at the worse times."

"Today in the upper western hemisphere there will be a total solar eclipse with a very impressive path through the continent. Depending on your location on its path, the time and duration of the eclipse will vary, so plan accordingly. Even if you are not in the path of totality, this celestial event is significant, so it is very worth seeing all the same. I will be taking my astrophysics students out for the viewing; anyone else is also welcome to come."

"...Just do not look at the eclipse without the proper sunglasses or a pinhole viewer. Do not lose your eyesight to stupidity."

#InclusionsofGold (Aventurine) #(( dash commentary )) #((have fun everyone!)) #((I say clutching my eclipse glasses and looking yearningly out the window)) #((IM NOT SALTY!!!))

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"A little bird told me you've been in contact with an assassin intended for me."

Once again, no indication is given for Jing Yuan's arrival before he speaks — his stealth is only getting better and better. That familiar warmth nears Luocha's back, a hand sliding up his spine to rest on his shoulder as Jing Yuan leans into his space, close to his ear. "Were you thinking of me, dear merchant? How kind of you to send a guest my lonely way. I should prepare to honor you and receive them. Do you know what drinks this assassin favors, hm?"

Unprompted | Always Accepting! @everlastiingiimmortals

Insufferable as ever, the General manages to escape his notice yet again, however, the merchant refuses to give him the satisfaction of a reaction. Strict, verdant eyes angle to look over his shoulder with a bored expression, his mouth pressing in a thin line at the familiar warmth of a hand crawling up the curve of his spine.

Still, even if both of them knew the truth, it never stopped them from acting out their scripted parts.

"I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, General. Those are some lofty accusations you press against me," Luocha replies with all the calmness of a lotus drifting in a pond, brushing a strand of blond hair behind his ear. Guilty as he was, he sure was not going to show it.

"And if there is an assassin after your head, wouldn't it do you well to be preparing in privacy? Never have I seen a person of your capacity so laissez-faire when it comes to their own well-being."

Annoyance bleeds into his tone as he moves just out of Jing Yuan's reach, maintaining his perfect posture. He even pettily dusts off the shoulder that Jing Yuan's chin had hovered over, looking all the part of a disgruntled spouse holding a grudge against their lover.

So what if he hired a small distraction? He had at least hired an intriguing one. Perhaps so intriguing it would move Jing Yuan's eyes away from him for once.

Damned scoundrel.

#simplemerchant #everlastiingiimmortals #merchanthotline (luocha asks) #((He's mad Jing Yuan bought the wrong snacks at home /j)) #((Jing Yuan you terrible husband do better)) #((^^^ Jing Yuan doing nothing wrong in his entire life)) #((Perhaps he also needed a distraction so he could commit some crimes)) #((but Jing Yuan doesn't need to know this)) #(( eyeroll let ur wife live a little smh)) #((what are u gonna do)) #((arrest him?))

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WE'RE IN FOLKS BYE