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Ever wondered this?

Dr Ratio seems like the type of person to say ‘Are you sure about that?’ with a deep voice, smirks and says ‘Let’s see where this goes…’ then whispers into your ear ‘…Shall we~?’

Like omfg-🛐🛐🛐

It’s either him asserting dominance or you making him beg for mercy-

Good lawd-!!

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A little Dr Ratio brainrot again my apologies-

A/n: he’s still my favourite character in HSR so I mainly write ramblings/brainrot of him😔🛐❤️

Be warned: a bit suggestive but is still entirely SFW, just read it alone for safety in case I went overboard hehehehhe-

-Dr Ratio who always acts tough but you two know damn well he’s soft on the inside :3

-only you get his gentle treatment when you two are alone, you’re his lover so he must let you deserve all of the best things in the world as he’s alongside you

-he would be on his knees for you, worshipping every bit of you (in more ways than one ahem- 👀)

-would be pouty and clingy when not able to see you while he’s working

-tease him about it and he’ll repeatedly deny it while clinging onto you lol

-he may not seem to have any weaknesses, but his only acceptable weakness is you, his beloved partner

-he would do anything to have you stay by his side, like a loyal puppy ahem🛐😅

-despite him being needy, you tend to want his attention whenever he focuses on his books too much

-definitely has sculptures of you posing or the both of you doing lovey dovey stuff hehe

-and has fantasies about you and him (you decide what they are ;D)

-every time he thinks about you, he has to control himself, otherwise he’ll be distracted from work due to de-stressing himself 👀👀👀

-even if you want his attention and affection by putting away the book in his hand and cuddle him instantly, he doesn’t mind as long as he can hold you close like this

-people may think he only cares about knowledge, you know that he still has a heart despite his cold and stern demeanour

-a heart that what makes him…himself, who would tend to your needs and make you comfortable with little to no issue

-his heart may be cold, it would melt at your presence

-and it’s only reserved for you💜

A/n: I have a lot on my mind but this turned out short so my apologies! Hope you enjoyed nonetheless!~❤️🫶🏻✨

@jojorice I think this needs to be shared- sharing is caring yall-!

Hey guys

Imagine being accepted by Nous and became one of the geniuses that Nous had approved. But due to working constantly, you start to become emotionless like Ruan Mei, no longer caring about your feelings, but you see Dr Ratio trying his hardest to earn Nous’ attention that makes you imagine him turning like you, so you warn him the consequences and reason why Nous hasn’t approved him yet.

But when he persisted he wants to continue, you could only imagine how it would change him as you keep on telling him. Subconsciously a few tears start to slip out and you’re confused what’s going on. You try to wipe your tears away but they just don’t stop. Your voice gets shaky ask him why aren’t they stopping…

He could only look at you in shock as he walks up to you and hugs you, attempting to calm you down. You slowly hug him back and sobs quietly on his shoulder, meekly telling him that it has been a long time since you had a hug…

@jojorice (bc why not?✨🤭)

then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place n' have a drink or two.

dr. ratio x fem!reader

synopsis; you make veritas ratio so stupid. is he stupid enough to say 'i love you' when he just met you though? hopefully not.

part two! and then i go and spoil it all by sayin somthin stupid like....

fluff, ratio might be kinda ooc for him to fall for a love at first sight thing. but hes totally whipped for you, i tried 2 make it gen!neutral but "pretty person" just didnt sound right, inspired by frank sinatra's "something stupid."

veritas ratio is not stupid. he doesn't say stupid things, he doesn't think stupid thoughts. he'd say he hates the idea of it, if you were to ask him.

and of course a man with outstanding achievements in the fields of biology, medicine, natural theology, philosophy, mathematics, physics, and engineering wouldn’t stumble at the mere sight of a pretty girl, right? you’d think so, but here he was. mouth agape, clammy hands, and a racing heart. it’s stupid.

just cause a pretty girl happened to talk to him. though, to him, you weren't just a pretty girl. he almost thought he was hallucinating- he was about to check for signs of chemical abnormalities in his brain. it was awkward, actually, as he reached out to touch your steady hand to confirm you were real, but didn't have a game plan for what to do if you were (which you were. you are real. and you did stare at his cold fingers brushing against your knuckles.)

“are you alright, mr. ratio?” you say, a breathy chuckle escaping from your lips. you're sat across the table from him, your drink in your hand as you occasionally take sips from the chunky straw that protrudes from the cap.

all you wanted to do was approach a scholar you deeply admired, but it seems like you caught him at a bad time.

you look at him expectantly.

"um. hello?”

you consider standing up to leave, oh well, maybe you could try your luck with a letter to his assistant.

the sound of an awkward throat-clear is heard from across the table, “hi. i’m sorry, you just startled me. wha.. what do you need?” he says, straightforward and curtly. the way the tips of his ears are red and his voice cracks when he says ‘stArtled’ betray the cool demeanor he's trying to present.

“i recognized you from my booth. thought i had to take the opportunity to chat with such an esteemed man. i hope i'm not intruding too much.” you close your eyes as you take another sip, giving him a break from your intimidating gaze.

oh you, you flatter him. and you know it from the way he almost stumbles over his words and his hands get shakier as he realizes he hasn't moved them far enough away from yours to be normal.

he tries to find something, anything to say. anything to say to keep the conversation going, to flaunt his academic prowess that you approached him for, to keep you here with him, but he seems to have lost it all when you sat down.

“my apologies, i'll leave you be, then.” you say with a smirk. placing your napkin that had been resting in your lap onto the table and grabbing your drink, you give him a curt goodbye and walk out of the café.

well fuck.

he blew it. a girl so pretty he was convinced he was hallucinating her just sat by him and tried to talk to him and he blew it. he thinks about what topic he could pour himself into to distract from, what he over exaggerates to be, the biggest mistake of his life. and then his smartass brain turns back on.

he sees the neatly folded napkin you left behind, with curly red ink and blotches protruding behind the elegant folds. he grabs it and carefully unfolds it,

i was about to be late to my meeting. but i wouldn't want to miss a chance to speak with my favorite scholar.

lets link up ###-###-####

he’s quite happy he didn’t speak his mind when he first met you. you make him so stupid. almost stupid enough to blurt out ‘i'm totally in love with you’ when he just met you. he’ll be sure to set some hours aside in the evening to plan what he’ll say to you next time.