Aventurinexratio Histoires

𝙰𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚎 is a quick-witted, free-willed gambler, famous in the IPC for managing to rack in so much money and partnerships. Despite his lack of self-preservation, he seems to be loyal to the name of Preservation. 𝙳𝚛. 𝚅𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚊𝚜 𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘, the rude, no-nonsense genius of the Intelligentsia Guild. He, despite his rather unlikable tactics, is quite the valued member of the Guild and renowned for his genius. But how did these two individuals, two people with no connection nor similarities, manage to be paired together for some chase after a runaway criminal? The two men must capture this runaway member of the Intelligentsia Guild, all while also needing to uncover the truth behind this criminal. - no cover yet sorry lol - - also somewhat slow updates, I'm trying to actually make it good - - also not the most lore-accurate, I haven't been able to login and play HSR in weeks :( -

"Do not turn around." Ratio doesn't need to be told twice, for he already knows how the myth goes. He has braved the sea of Nihility once, and he'll do it again. Except, this time he has company... or so he hopes. "I trust that you are there, Aventurine." Silence. Or: Ratio is Orpheus, leading his dearest Eurydice out of the sea of Nihility after he's gambled his life away.

Aventurine has a nightmare and Veritas comforts him, he's willing to wait until the chains that tie the gambler down finally break. ▸◈-†-◈◂ Credits; @__tsukiharu on twitter (X) for the cover!! Characters belong to Hoyoverse Story belongs to Vivlian! Please don't repost without permission.

Aventurine hums. "Calling you 'detective' seems a little too plain. How about..." The phantom thief chuckles under his breath before slowly holding one hand out. Against Veritas's better judgment, he puts his hand in his. Gloved fingers clasp around him gently, giving him ample time and opportunity to pull back. He doesn't. Instead, he thinks about how the fabric is so thin that he can feel a bit of warmth through them. Instead, he thinks about how those fingers are a little smaller than his, slender with a delicate touch. Instead, he thinks about the way Aventurine lifts his hand up to his face and presses it to his mask. Veritas's knuckles brush over right where his lips would've been. "My darling detective..." Or: Detective Veritas Ratio is assigned to Phantom Thief Aventurine's case. It turns out he has a penchant for stealing more than just expensive goods.