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infatuation ft. vertias ratio (dr ratio)

sfw. he’s a massive tease, kabedon, kissing, reader is balls deep in denial about their feelings for him.

“incorrect answer,” vertias’s voice vibrates throughout the room. your bottom lip quivers slightly as your eyes dart around the large room, looking anywhere but him. the pen between his fingers rest on top of his ear as he takes a step closer to you. instinctively, you take a step back.

“how would you know that, doctor? you are not me. and only i know what goes on in my head. unless you’ve gained some sort of mind reading ability which we both know, no matter how many doctorates you receive, will ever be possible.” your fingers twirl with the ribbon behind your back, eyes glaring into his.

a stupid, smug smile is etched onto his face, as he takes a long stride closer to you. in this position you realize how tall and muscular he truly is. you try your best to walk further, but your back hits a window. you gulp as you find yourself stuck between a wall and him.

“you are correct in that manner— i do not know what you are thinking. however, a man can infer other people’s feelings by their actions and body language.” he takes one more step, pressing your chest against his. he dips his head down, nose brushing against your ears. he puffs out the slightest bit of air making you squeal.

“you, my darling, are flustered.” he says smoothly, voice irritating low. he knows when he speaks like that, you’re brain stops working. you shake your head, eyes looking into his as if you’re challenging him.

“oh really?” vertias’s fingers gently cup your chin, tilting your head up. “your eyes are dilated, your breath has become more uneven and rapid, and your heartbeat— oh my darling, your heartbeat gives it all away.” he gently leaves a small kiss on your pulse point.

“your heartbeat has increased by 54 bpm ever since ive backed you into this corner. so scientifically, you are flustered.” there’s a thin gloss in your eyes and vertias can’t help but chuckle. your cheeks are flushing red— he has won this debate.

he left a soft kiss on your cheeks as you let out a mangled whine, but he pulls back shushing you. he places your arms, looping them over his broad shoulders, allowing you to feel the muscles that contract underneath his suit.

“dr ratio, this is highly unprofessional,” you manage to stutter out. he snickers, pressing his leg between yours as a hand slides under your thigh, wrapping it around his hips.

he dips his head down a final time, encasing your lips with his. he feels your body melt into his, the way your shoulder relax as his thumb brushes circles over the dip of your waist. he considers himself lucky as you are not adept in human psychology because if you were, you would notice that veritas shows signs of infatuation towards you as well.

“hush now. we’re not in a public setting. it is alright to let loose every now and then,”

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Hey! Are there blacksmiths in your story? I'm a hobbyist blacksmith and I'm here to help!

Blacksmithing is one of those things that a lot of people get wrong because they don't realize it stuck around past the advent of the assembly line. Here's a list of some common misconceptions I see and what to do instead!

Not all blacksmiths are gigantic terrifying muscly guys with beards and deep voices. I am 5'8, skinny as a twig, have the muscle mass of wet bread, and exist on Tumblr. Anybody who is strong enough to pick up a hammer and understands fire safety can be a blacksmith.

You can make more than just swords with blacksmithing. Though swords are undeniably practical, they're not the only things that can be made. I've made candle holders, wall hooks, kebab skewers, fire pokers, and more. Look up things other people have made, it's really amazing what can be done.

"Red-hot" is actually not that hot by blacksmith terms. when heated up, the metal goes from black, to red, to orange, to yellow, to white. (for temperature reference, I got a second degree burn from picking up a piece of metal on black heat) The ideal color to work with the metal is yellow. White is not ideal at all, because the metal starts sparking and gets all weird and lumpy when it cools. (At no point in this process does the metal get even close to melting. It gets soft enough to work with, but I have never once seen metal become a liquid.)

Blacksmithing takes fucking forever. Not even taking into account starting the forge, selecting and preparing metal, etc. etc. it takes me around an hour to make one (1) fancy skewer. The metals blacksmiths work with heat up and cool down incredibly fast. When the forge is going good, it only takes like 20 seconds to get your metal hot enough to work with, but it takes about the same time for it to cool down, sometimes even less.

As long as you are careful, it is actually stupidly easy to not get hurt while blacksmithing. When I picked up this hobby I was like "okay, cool! I'm gonna make stuff, and I'm gonna end up in the hospital at some point!" Thus far, the latter has yet to occur. I've been doing this for nearly a year. I have earned myself a new scar from the aforementioned second degree burn, and one singe mark on my jeans. I don't even wear gloves half the time. Literally just eye protection, common sense, and fast reflexes and you'll probably be fine. (Accidents still happen of course, but I have found adequate safety weirdly easy to achieve with this hobby)

A forge is not a fire. The forge is the thing blacksmiths put their metal in to heat it up. It starts as a small fire, usually with newspaper or something else that's relatively small and burns easily, which we then put in the forge itself, which is sort of a fireplace-esque thing (there's a lot of different types of forge, look into it and try to figure out what sort of forge would make the most sense for the context you're writing about) and we cover it with coal, which then catches fire and heats up. The forge gets really hot, and sometimes really bright. Sometimes when I stare at the forge for too long it's like staring into the sun. The forge is also not a waterfall of lava, Steven Universe. It doesn't work like that, Steven Universe.

Welding and blacksmithing are not the same thing. They often go hand-in-hand, but you cannot connected two pieces of metal with traditional blacksmithing alone. There is something called forge welding, where you heat your metal, sprinkle borax (or the in-universe equivalent) on it to prevent the metal from oxidizing/being non-weldable, and hammer the pieces together very quickly. Forge welding also sends sparks flying everywhere, and if you're working in a small space with other blacksmiths, you usually want to announce that you're welding before you do, so that everyone in a five-foot radius can get out of that five-foot radius. You also cannot just stuck some random pebbles into the forge and get a decent piece of metal that you can actually make something with, Steven Universe. It doesn't work like that, Steven Universe.

Anvils are really fucking heavy. Nothing else to add here.

Making jewelry is not a blacksmithing thing unless you want jewelry made of steel. And it will be very ugly if you try. Blacksmithing wasn't invented to make small things.

If there's anything here I didn't mention, just ask and I'll do my best to answer.

Please do this. I am begging