*laying Face Down*

*laying face down*

I don't like this college stuff very much.

*pat pat*

That's alright, you just started off so it takes some time to get adjusted to it all. Take it slow, don't bite off more than you can chew. Take it day by day

yo for the record if you put something in my inbox and i never respond it’s not that i didn’t like it or read it it’s that i very very often see messages and go ‘oh i should respond to that’ and then i fucking forget until it’s like. been enough time to be weird

Palm tree and cactus!

cactus ⇢ something you’re currently learning (about)?

Excluding my studies, I'm always into history and reading stuff about it(new archeological finds, paleontology..etc). Rn it's mainly anything related to dinosaurs and all the little critters that came before us and up until the old empires. I'm also loving random space knowledge I find around. Man do I love outer space...

palm tree ⇢ do you have a fictional villain you shouldn’t like but love regardless?

Dottore.

I hate him but I love him. Honestly he may be the only villain I really like. I wanna bite him(/his head off) and I can't wait for him to be playable in game (hydro claymore RAAAAAAHHHHH)

Nihility embraces all

Work log: ?

The colors in the sky, so vivid and fluid, represent the strokes of an old brush upon a canvas. Long strokes of purple and dark blue weave through and by lost asteroids and stars ready to explode. Everything is so eerily still. The comet that was on its way to burn through the atmosphere looks like a scratch over a metal plate, a crack in time and space, and the ship’s motor no longer purrs as it began to stir to life. It is evident that the IX, Nihility has cursed this place with their presence. Cursed. Yet I can’t care to look away. It’s poison spreads through my hands, and the cask of materials doesn’t seem even the slightest bit important. Why should it? 

Perhaps, if I look closer, harder, I’d be able to see an eye of the IX just beyond the horizon.

“-re you just going to stand there and gawk?” 

Instead of the unblinking nothingness staring back at me, it’s the darkened gaze of the superior peering into my soul, gazing through it like the midnight sun searching for the sinner. I have been looking at her for a while, judging be the tightness that hugged my throat and the look she gave me. Her eyes were always dark, sharp, yet a few shades warmer than the cold night beyond the ship. The feeling does not wash away, but I can hear again. The team moves around me like a hive, packing bags, materials, storing away tools and papers, and her and I stand still.

“Give me the materials. You go back and take your medicine, you’re looking pale again.. Don’t look outside the windows anymore, understood?”

“..Yes, ma’am”

This idea was inspired by this post here on twt !

I really loved the idea and I have been looking for ways to draw Jien as something more Nihility related and that post just lit that spark in me. Jien as Nihility themselves. Bc spoiler (or not tbh) - she has some connections to Nihility. I often joke and think about how it would be if she even ascended to that role of an aeon of Nihility, and the possibilities are fun to think about, mainly how it would impact Proxy and other characters that are in close relations to Jien.

Update on this - I slept like a log and I dreamt I did turn on my alarm (I didn't do it) and slept through my usual routine.

I need Ratio to hold me in a headlock and put me to bed like that.

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Hi. Is it alright to request fluff with Dr.Ratio and a blind s/o who is a genius musician in modern au? Thank u!

A/n: Hello! I hope this is what you had in mind when you requested this, I feel like I got something wrong lol please enjoy!

Contents: Dr. Ratio x GN! Genius! Reader, can be read normal au - can be read as modern au, tinge of angst at the end if you squint

-It wasn't a rare story to hear, the blind genius that plucks cords and presses keys better than any musicians has up to date. Yet, with all that renown and reputation, you remained an enigma among the masses

-How did you do it? Why? When did you become a part of the genius society even? What did Nous see in you? Was it just a taste for music?

-You always walked around with some string instrument in hand, plucking the strings quietly and softly - making people believe those were your eyes, you saw using music. And perhaps they wouldn't be too wrong to believe that. Maybe you just had great hearing?

-But were you not a genius you wouldn't be a part of the Genius Society. That's for sure, and it goes for the way you deal with everyday struggles and issues.

-He was just a renowned professor, known for his hardwork and strictness.

-Dr. Ratio refused to be impressed until he met you for himself, withholding his judgment for later. 

-Getting an audience with you seemed impossible, you kept to yourself and kept yourself busy with your own work and research, and from time to time you’d take in some orchestra on your planet. Music was your way into the world, music was your eyes, your nose and your taste all in one, it was your language and something that you kept dear and near.

-It wasn’t surprising to know that your main field of research was of auditory nature, different species hear differently, but what about the creatures and organisms humans can’t naturally hear, do they make noise too? Water is known to hold feelings in some capacity, and different tunes being played to the water before being frozen impact its structure at the end.

-It is a magical sort of research, but you know there is no magic involved at all. Just natural reactions.

-Dr. Ratio was impressed to say the least after he witnessed you play the instrument, one of rare instances that you accepted into being on stage yourself, a performer instead of the spectator. You possessed a good ear and a better hand, everyone fell in love and was in awe with the sounds produced.

-Afterwards, Dr. Ratio tried his best to hunt down a private audience with you, he had many questions regarding your research and your character overall. He wished to understand, to know.

-Yet all he could do was watch, always so close yet so far, you always remained just out of the hand’s reach. Somehow you evaded him.

-For all your lack of eyesight, you knew the best route to avoid him, he had to ask whether it was intentional or not. Was this also some extension of Nous, the aeon that neglected his presence entirely?

-He ended up sending a formal invitation for a talk to you in the end, directly to you, and at long last you accepted. 

-Dr.Ratio never felt so nervous. He stood in his room, getting ready for this outing and eternally he questioned himself, his state of mind, why was it all cluttered, why were his palms sweaty and why could he just not think straight.

-All those came to an ease once he neared the meeting point, hearing the familiar melody of the strings your fingertips so diligently pulled. His heart swelled with relief, and for a moment he didn’t have the heart to speak up, not wishing for the tune to end. Dr. Ratio had an eye for art himself, and you were the new masterpiece he found, you and your art. 

-He dares say he loves listening to you play, it makes him wish to go back to his own instruments that are gathering dust at home, he wonders if you’d let him join you in a duet once, perhaps? Perhaps not? He is not a Genius, but a Mundanite, and you were everything but average.

-Perhaps one day it could be you to answer his eternal question. 

-Maybe one day he will be able to feel a fraction of a genius as you. 

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