“Don’t be naïve, this is what business looks like. If you can’t handle my methods, then maybe it’s better you leave.”
For the sake of obtaining research funding, Dr. Ratio accompanies Aventurine to a business meeting with their potential investors. But when he sees the tactics that Aventurine uses to secure the deal, he awakens an uncontrollable feeling… and neither of them are prepared for the consequences.
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What Aventurine expects when he opens the attachment is a detailed, alphabetical list of questions pertaining to all sorts of technical matters that are of no interest to Aventurine. What he receives is…
Well, there is no need to mince words. This he can agree with Veritas on, if only on this unique point.
A few texts turns into a classic case of misunderstandings. Or, Ratio accidentally sends a photo to Aventurine and Aventurine, ever the gambler, decides to place a bet.
Veritas gestures at the glasses, a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes strewn across his face.
“Is it half full or half empty?”
Aventurine’s laugh this time is even breathier. “It looks like wine to me.”
“I see. So that’s the type of person you are.”
Or, that story where Aventurine goes undercover as a stripper (amongst other things) to infiltrate Intelligentsia Corporation by befriending and bedding the young millionaire heir to the throne. Nothing could possibly go wrong.
“I could try to find someone to pretend to date you,” she said almost flippantly. “It sounds terrible, but it can’t be worse than what Dad has you doing.”
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Gepard is constantly being set up on blind dates by his father, in the hopes of getting an heir. Gepard is losing sleep over it, so Serval has the “perfect” solution: fake dating. The only problem is, her idea of the perfect fake date is Sampo Koski.
Joy.
Can Gepard make it out of this without catching feelings? And why does Sampo seem to be hiding something…?
On an unsuspecting night, a certain someone Jing Yuan had thought had long forgotten him returned with an odd request.
That fateful night marked the beginning of a cycle of remembrance and oblivion; love and ruin, joy and sorrow.And Jing Yuan accepts it. Cherishes it. He held it with a lover's embrace--even if he knows that it will be his undoing.
“We provide the financial resources, and your guild will supply us with information.”“Regarding what, specifically?”“Whatever you acquire during your travels through the galaxy.”Ratio narrowed his eyes. This was too good to be true.
or,The narrative behind the funding of the Intelligentsia Guild by the Interastral Peace Corporation.
or,A love story between capitalism and modern science with a sightly spicy dash of omegaverse flavor.
Chapter 5: And so far, he had never lost.
“What, aren’t heads of the Family allowed to get laid? This is Penacony, for fuck’s sake—Land of Dreams, or whatever.”
“I’m a very busy man, you see. And it is as the doctor says: it would be uncouth should other members of the Family see me like this.”
Sunday enlists some help. Everyone is satisfied.
Aventurine wants to be around Veritas longer, but he doesn’t know how to convince someone to let him stay for the night without bedding them. Veritas teaches him that love is not a transaction and that it should be warm.
“Ne Veritas” Aventurine swirled the leftover wine in his glass.
“Hmm?”
“Want to try sleeping with me?”
The omega tilted his head slightly to the left letting pale blond hair hid the brand on his neck, alluring magenta eyes locked with surprised crimson ones. His wine-stained lips curved into a lovely smile as his loosened white shirt shifted from the movement displaying the milky skin of his collarbone and chest.
While exploring a new city, Caelus stumbles into a casino where he runs into Aventurine. Never one to miss an opportunity to make a good investment, Aventurine takes the opportunity to teach Caelus how to indulge in more ways than one.
a hotel door is ajar, the sounds of sweet moans and stench of sex drawing dr. ratio down the hall to reveal aventurine and sunday having intimate fun, and they invite him to join in
or, ratio/aventurine/sunday threesome
How ironic, don’t you think? The Aeon of Elation, ripping their favorite child away from the very being—the sole person in the countless planets Sampo’s ever had the chance to traverse—that brings him elation, the very thing they preach?
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Two years after the crisis, Sampo finds that he's still in no hurry to leave Jarilo-VI. Aha thinks he's long overstayed his welcome.
General Jing Yuan had prepared for every possible way – probable or improbable, brutal or peaceful, soon or distant – how he or his peers would die and how Yanqing would continue on living without him.But not this. Never him.
or, a new terror carves into the heart of the Luofu, and neither Jing Yuan nor Yanqing will ever be the same.
Blade and Dan Heng were reincarnated at the same time.
It was supposed to be a new beginning for the two of them. A fresh start. And yet, Blade remembered everything. His past. His old friends. Dan Feng, who had died next to him long ago. The sound of his laughter and the crystal shade of green of his eyes. Every single thing was etched into his memory like a curse.
Blade also remembered how ridiculously in love he was with him.
And that still hadn’t changed.
Written in four hours; porn, no plot. Caelus's definition of friendship just isn't the same as Aventurine's, but he lets the man call him for a favor anyway.
Preparations for Penacony.
A rendezvous on a far-flung planet, some personal negotiations over a spontaneous dinner date, and glimpses into the dark depths of the heart.