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Rating: Mature Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Category: M/M Fandom: ε΄©εοΌζη©Ήιι | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game) Relationship: Aventurine/Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail) Characters: Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail)Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail) Additional Tags: Hurt/ComfortAngst and Hurt/ComfortAngst with a Happy Endingsex worker sundayAventurine is a new StoneheartAlternate Universe - Canon DivergenceBrothelsCuddling & SnugglingSleepy Cuddles Language: English Stats: Published:
the caged bird blues cruellae (tinkabelladk) Summary: A visit to the exclusive, high-end Bonajade Brothel is a rite of passage for all Stonehearts, and they're not about to let Aventurine off the hook. But what Aventurine finds behind closed doors is not a moment of hedonistic abandon, but a caged bird no longer able to sing. Aventurine is no fool; he knows that every night he's not at the brothel, Sunday is with someone else. Even so, he falls hard for the caged bird, and, in a desperate bid to win Sunday's freedom, lays down a reckless wager that could doom them both... or save them. All in.
new #sunturine / #avenday fic! this one is angsty with a happy ending, featuring gratuitous amounts of cuddles!
archiveofourown.org/works/826008...
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first funny rendered smut piece kinda nervous..
my friend told me itd be funny if i drew them 69ing for my 69th post on here and i am nothing if not a man of the people o7 #sunturine #avenday
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"I guess we'll just have to behold the spectacle from here," Aventurine said wryly, then clinked his glass against Sunday's. His was square, squat, holding two fingers worth of whiskey, while Sunday had a tall skinny glass of golden, bubbling soda. "Here's to unattainable graces." "To unattainable graces," Sunday said, thinking of Robin and Acheron, the life they'd wanted together that turned out to be just out of reach. "What about you?" Aventurine asked, turning those compelling eyes on Sunday. His gaze, the concentric rings of magenta and turquoise, had an arresting quality. When he looked you in the eye, it was difficult to turn away. "What about me?" Sunday asked, confused. "Are you an unattainable grace? Or might a charming rogue like me have a shot?"
new chapter of my #sunturine / #acherobin fic!
relevant tag: pining
bonus tag: Aventurine is incredibly charming
archiveofourown.org/works/804045...
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Collection of older works i did for sunturine/avenday week last year but never posted anywhere but tumblr #Sunturine #Avenday
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a few days late but I finished my piece for White Night, @sunturinehub.bsky.social for Vivi! #sunturine #avenday
archiveofourown.org/works/81463596
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So... Nothing else, right?
Or, a little #sunturine ποΈπ #avenday comic I have made for a gift exchange following the fake dating trope!
#hsr #hsrfanart #sundayhsr #aventurinehsr
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Bless me, Gaiathra cruellae (tinkabelladk) Summary: Aventurine, who had been busy tallying his hourly rate so he could figure out how much this excruciatingly boring funeral was costing the IPC, sat up at the sound of the lector's voice. It was soft, deceptively so, but with strength beneath, like silk draped over steel. Undoubtedly this man was an uptight, joyless choir boy. But Aventurine still felt that familiar thrum of want, deep in his bones. ... From her seat in the back of the church, Acheron closed her eyes and let the sound of the choir wash over her. She tried to pick out Robin's voice from the mingled harmony, to catch the brilliant thread of her song and let it pull her apart. There was nothing in the world like Robin's music for making her feel both joy and despair. A stronger woman would stop coming to these services. She didn't even believe in Xipe. As the funeral director, she'd made all the arrangements for this service but that didn't mean she needed to attend. And yet she did. Every funeral. Every Saturday service. Robin's voice a lifeline that drew her back and back again. Chapter Management
Rating: Mature Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/FM/M Fandom: ε΄©εοΌζη©Ήιι | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game) Relationships: Aventurine/Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail)Acheron/Robin (Honkai: Star Rail) Characters: Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail)Sunday (Honkai: Star Rail)Acheron (Honkai: Star Rail)Robin (Honkai: Star Rail) Additional Tags: tags for the acherobin:Getting Back Togetherex-wivesMutual PiningAngst with a Happy EndingPost-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSDacheron has ptsdtags for the sunturine:Top Sunday/Bottom Aventurine (Honkai: Star Rail)Strangers to LoversAventurine is Bad at Feelings (Honkai: Star Rail)General tags:Alternate Universe - Modern SettingAlternate Universe - No PowersReligionbut it's the HSR religions Language: English Stats: Published: 2026-02-28 Updated: 2026-02-28 Words: 4,847 Chapters: 1/? Hits: 0
new fic! featuring both #sunturine and #acherobin
archiveofourown.org/works/804045...
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Clever viewers couldve infered this was coming. frankly im kinda shocked at myself it took me more than a year of being obsessed w both of these games to do this but yk
no, the psychosexual, homoerotic bloodletting isnt optional. #sunturine
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Aventurine a little bird told me something interesting Aventurine that you're competing in the phantasmoon games Aventurine why is it that you never want to play games with me? but you'll join some stupid elation contest just because
Last time we played poker I lost all of my clothes. Aventurine that was pretty great Aventurine i thought you had fun Sunday I did. But then the Trailblazer showed me some artifacts he found... Sunday Photo Sunday It was very difficult to explain how all my clothing went missing!
forgot to tag hsr 4.1 spoilers... sorry
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As he stared and stared, Kakavasha began to see clearly. Gaiathra Triclops was standing before him, floating in an endless plane of light. Strings held her aloft, golden strands that led into a being so vast and powerful his vision could not make sense of it save for a single eye, enormous and so beautiful Kakavasha wanted to cry. It had the same colors as his own, the fuchsia of the outer ring and the turquoise of the inner. Kakavasha drew in a shaky breath, and his voice trembled when he spoke. "Why, then?" he begged, a supplicant on his knees. "Why are we put on this world, if it's just to die?"
new chapter of my #sunturine / #avenday fic featuring Emanator!Sunday
relevant tag: Aventurine meets his maker
bonus tag: cuddles
archiveofourown.org/works/611752...
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