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.
and then i go and spoil it all by saying something stupid like...
dr ratio x fem!reader
(sorry if hes ooc i didnt know how to bring out his assholeyness on a first date withour having the reader standing up and leaving his ass)
pt. 2 of then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place and have a drink or two
four days before the date.
you made veritas feel icky. his sweaty palms disgusted him, his jumbled thoughts made him feel like hiding in his study and never leaving, and the way even thinking of you made his heart race made him feel like a fool.
so he did what he does best, and he studied. he worked his ass off. researched breathing exercises and studied the human mind. the feelings he'd read about before, ones he swore he'd never stoop so low to feeling, were now what he seeked to bottle up. not completely, for he is still a man. just enough to not feel like such an idiot.
for the next four days before you two planned to meet, he practiced. in front of mirrors, lying in bed thinking of you; he worked day and night to get back to his normal self. he even suppressed his giddiness and raging thoughts about you enough to get two good days of work in.
7 hours before the date.
ratio is a methodical man. he plans and he executes.
he did not plan to wake up at 3 in the morning the day of your date. and he can’t get back to sleep. he's done his calming breathing exercises, he’s focused his muscle groups, hes counted sheep. he is NOT getting any more rest.
so now hes sitting on the edge of his bed, head in his hands like that one picture of shinji. a plethora of thoughts are racing through his head,
“what if i look like shit later today?
...i’ll need to wear concealer with my eyeliner today…
...i’m so fucking tired.”
but it's mainly you. what if he messes up, what if he's too rude or snarky? what if you don't really like who he is, like everyone else?
3 hours before the date.
you know how in films the dorky loser main character practices in front of the mirror before talking to their crush? veritas seemed to take it to heart, as he's standing here, leaning on his sink counter, staring at his own reflection (which he spent the last four hours on) and practicing what he’ll do.
his mind is organized and going over what he’ll do (although he's heavily suppressing the jumbled nervous thoughts that are running rampant in the back of his head) but it’s okay! ‘cause this doctor has a plan..!
talk about her outfit
ask her why she was interested in you
… the weather ?
surely the conversation will flourish from there. yeah. he’s totally prepared.
30 minutes before the date.
of course he’s 30 minutes early. if you’re early, you’re on time. if you're on time, you're late. and if you’re late? don’t bother showing up. that's his philosophy. although he's kinda hoping you don’t show up early too. his deep breathing exercises will take at least another 20 minut-
29 minutes before the date.
shit.
he watches as you enter the cafe, nodding to the barista and looking for a table. he notices you noticing him. your eyes light up and you sent a quick wave as you hurry over. but- wait, just a second- he’s not ready! he hasn't even started his affirmatio-
“hey! i guess we had the same idea, huh?” you chuckle, situating yourself and your bag onto your chair.
uh-oh, he’s just staring at you again. well, that's actually completely and totally 100% your fault! he was in the middle of DEEP-BREATHING. don’t interrupt a guy when he's breathing deeply.
“yes. we did. my philosophy on punctuality is that if you’re early, you’re on time. if you're on time, you're late. and if you’re late? don’t bother showing up.” he manages to get out. did that sound too snobbish?
“exactly! if you’re going somewhere, go with a purpose. even if that purpose is to get out as soon as possible, y’know?” you rest your head on your hand and make some relevant motion with the other one.
that's good! that's really good. he just had a conversation with you, just like he wanted. okay, okay. what now? what were his points?... outfit, interest, weather. outfit, interest, weather. outfit…
“are you going to order, veritas?” the sound of his own name from your tongue draws him back to reality. he’d like to hear that again.
“pardon me. yes, i’ll just take a black coffee.” he’s curt and in the back of his mind he's still deciding which point to bring up.
“sooo…. you look lovely. although i almost didn't recognize you without your alabaster head. i like it though.” you say, making small talk. he didn't mind it with you.
‘FUCK she beat me to it’ is what he’s thinking.
“thank you. you look beautiful, as always.” oooo he got you blushing and kicking your feet.
you let out a curt giggle at that, “so, why do you wear that? the alabaster head.” you cock your head to the side a little. you cutie patootie.
“i can’t bear to see idiots. of course, they wouldn't want to see me either.” he replies, matter of factly.
“they’re surely an idiot if they don't want to see you.”
haaah. veritas’ collar feels tighter and his head's getting hot. how's he supposed to react to that? do you have no shame?
and then he implodes because of your overwhelming beauty
okay guys i gotta be honest i have no idea how to conclude rhis ....so idk and then you guys bone or whatever you want ☺️
a/n - i'm so sorry about rhe ending gang but i quite literally could not think of any way to end this and ive been putting it off for weeks so i knew it wasnt getting finished.... whoops! 🤗
synopsis; you read one shakespeare play and now you want to impress your "buddy" alhaitham with your newfound knowledge !! what could go wrong?
fluff, g/n reader, TOTAL CRACKFIC, OOC alhaitham, SWEARING, kind of a modern au ???? i mention "ringing tighnari" but that could just be imagined as using the akasha terminal !!!! didnt write this with a modern au in mind
warning ‼️ PLEASE dont expect this to be accurate, if youre a big classic literature fan then dont attack me for not being a NERD ☹️ just imagine a poser using their fancy words (because they think its cool)
you know how libraries are supposed to be a place of study and tranquility? no the fuck you don't, or at least you don't care, because running through the house of daena with shakespeares, "romeo and juliet," in your hands is NOT very tranquil.
multiple poor akademiya students look at you, PISSED OFF because your shoes are going clu-clonk on the marble floors, which wouldn't be an issue if you weren't scurrying through the library.
is that kaveh ?? he's giving you the same look he gives alhaitham every day ..
... but this is IMPORTANT !! you're on a MISSION right now !! you just finished reading the first act of "romeo and juliet," and you're convinced your brain has expanded tenfold in size.
you're now rushing to your good pal haitham to share your knowledge! how kind and gracious!
you're stopped before his house, you've known him for long enough and gotten close enough for him to let you come in whenever. you know kaveh isn't home, and haitham would never purposefully work overtime, so you're certain you can get his attention and show off in peace.
why are you so adamant about showing off to alhaitham? is it REALLY showing off, or are you trying to, heehee, impress him?? its too late to be flustered at this thought because you already unlocked the door with the spare key kaveh leaves behind one of haithams ugly ass decorative plants and you've taken off your shoes and oh god hes right there and the sunlight from the door is lighting up his face in that way that only happens to him and hes looking at you with a suprised, slightly annoyed, but incredibly fond look and oh no what was your plan again?
"greetings, alhaitham! ☝️🤓" you say, finding a surge of confidence remembering the story you read.
"... hey. what are you doing here?" his response is quick but before you respond he continues, "did you just say greetings?"
"indubidibdibdly! hath you be surprised?" you pretentious hipster. you think youre SO cool, but unfortunately your little crush doesn't seem very impressed either.
"okay, what are you doing? you're being weird." he's not even looking at you, and he's back in his chair before you can rush over and sit on the couch. "is something wrong? should i get tighnari to give you a checkup?"
you'd be touched by the care of the suggestion if he wasn't so cheeky in his tone.
"wha, what, no?! no what the hell- stop ringing tighnari."
"are thou o'er wrought with admiration?" you grin, somehow still under the impression that you sound cool.
he gives an eyebrow raise to that. not bothering to mark his place in his book, he stands up.
"i lie testy in why you act so unpregnant, my dear."
"what"
HUH ? what did bro just say ? testy ???? unpregnant ?? MY DEAR ??? backtrack again, UN-WHAT ??
"be still my beating heart, thou hast taken mine with absolute cunning." is he making fun of you i genuinely can't tell ... its like hes speaking in moon runes right now.
"haitham, heheh, WHAT are you DOING ??" you can't help but laugh at his funny little words, magic man. even if you're clueless to what he just said to you.
"whatever doth thou mean?" he's totally making fun of you !! after ALL your effort to impress him too?
"well, usually i do all the ranting and you sit pretty and listen, so it's weird that you're talking so much, especially like THAT?" fym sit pretty ....
"when words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain." that sounds familiar, but you can't think about it longer before he continues, "shall i compare thee to a summers day?"
"ALRIGHT, i recognize that one, dummy." you laugh, "were you really not impressed by me?" you whisper, the rush of embarrassment you shouldve felt in that library is finally catching up with you.
he stares at you for a second. you just wish you could find out what hes thinking up there, if you could even understand it.
and then he lets you into his mind, with a simple "i love you." as if alhaitham, renowned scribe of the akademiya, top student, couldn't find the words to describe how he felt for you.
or maybe that was what he felt for you. he loved you.
"... you called me unpregnant."
a/n; i read romeo and juliet like... 3 years ago.... so.. uam... 😇😇 totally accurate! hope this crackfic style of writing isnt too niche so this doesnt flop because EMBARRASSING....... do people even like al haitham anymore like guys lets go back to the good old days before the FRENCH came in..... (this is just me projecting cause i havent played genshin in a while and i still lovelove sumeru)
Hi pooks I would absolutely love a fanfic with a trans male reader x Hikaru (ouran highschool host club) where Hikaru and the reader r already dating and the reader has a nightmare due to childhood trauma (maybe getting yelled at by their stepdad? And the thing the reader is being yelled at is kinda dumb (ie. Messing around with the TV remote, spilling tea on accident) but still super duper scary) and Hikaru comforts the reader with gentle cuddling and soft, comforting words 🙏🙏 (I know this is sorta a lot so take all the time you need pooks 🫶)
its quiet here
hitachiin hikaru x male reader
asshole stepdad yelling, comfort, does this count as a blurb idk
a/n: HI POOKIE !!!!! sorry if its not up to par 😣😣 i didn't know how to incorporate the readers trans identity into the story since i write in the second person so im really sorry abour that ☹️💔 I HOPE YOU DTILL LIKE IT !!!! (ignore how long it took to write i had ummm aummm uemmm EXAMS thats a good excuse)
it's a quiet night, the air outside is misty and the faint light coming from hikaru’s bathroom is the only thing illuminating the bedroom you're sharing.
its loud. its really loud. your head is spinning and the air is caught in your lungs, you can’t think, everything is just too loud. what did you even do? why does this always happen to you?
but its quiet here. the only noises are the stirring of the bedsheets and hikaru's quiet breaths.
“you always find a way to ruin things, don’t you?” his voice is laced with venom, and its all too familiar. “you can't even handle a cup of tea.”
he storms off, not far enough that you can't hear him complain about you.
"our son is a fucking wreck! god, it's like he can't do anything."
you have so many things you want to say, but you don’t want to say anything. you could scream and cry and shout, but the only noises you make are the ragged sobs that spill out as you try to maintain your breathing.
and then you’re awake. and you’re back in his peaceful room, you’re back with him. your face is tear stained and slightly sticky and your breath is shallow.
breathe in for 4 seconds
hold for 7
exhale for 8
breathe in for 4
hold for 7
out for…
you’re interrupted by your boyfriend's careful movements.
“are you alright…?” he says hesitantly. is he scared to startle you or does he think youre annoying, are you annoying? does he hate you? oh no, what if he just wants to sleep, and you're interrupting-
your thoughts are cut short when he wraps his arms around you. he’s warm and soft and you can tell he's sleepy.
and he just holds you. just like you needed. you’re safe and loved and you're okay here. you're okay with him. you knew your boyfriend wasn't the best with words, but he was always enough. you lean into his hold a little more.
“i’m sorry.” you breathe out, “for waking you up n’ stuff.” you're overflowing, you’d rather die than have him asleep right now but how his head is leaning in the crook of your neck and his arms are loosely wrapped around your waist shows you how tired he is and god does it make you feel guilty.
“shut up. i love you.” and his hold around you gets a little tighter.
a/n: omgomg !!! first post, any tips are appreciated !! i absolutely fell in love with furina when i first saw her <33 shes so pretty auauagaha !! requests are open, i should probably set up my account more but like grrr i wanna write for my sillies already 😒😒 ALSOALSO sorry the picture is so UGLY i dont know how 2 make it all framed n pretty but i TRULY do not care enough to learn rn 💔💔 i’ll probably fix it later i dunno
you softly knock on the doors to FURINA’s office, and a faint “enter.” is heard from the other side of the door. you hear her sigh, but as you open the doors and walk in you see her dull eyes light up at the sight of you.
“oh, dear! i didn’t know it was you, i’ve told you that you needn’t knock to enter my office!” she exclaims as she rushes over to you, engulfing you in a hug. you can visibly see a newfound glow in her eyes, and the excitement in her voice unlike the tone you had heard a few seconds prior.
she leads you to her desk, pulling up a chair next to hers and having you sit in it. she starts talking about the latest trial, but your mind is elsewhere.
the way she changed- it was so sweet. had you been anyone else, you’d see the bored and disappointed look in her eyes that emanated disintrest. her voice would be drawn out and whiny, although from what you hear right now you could argue she sounds just as snappy.
but you weren’t anyone else, you’re you. you’re the only one who gets to see her eyes light up and her voice full of love, you’re hers, and you didn’t need to hear her say that. it was obvious for anyone- from monsieur neuvillette to any citizens who’ve witnessed you two roaming the streets of fontaine together, she’s whipped.
if you pointed out these behaviors, she’d definitely fluster and deny the accusations. but she knows its true, you know its true. she was so happy to see you.
(extra !!)
“then, the oratrice- you will NOT believe this darling! the oratrice declared him guilty! it was history, its never disagreed with neuvillette !!.. wait.. are you listening to me?!”
your moment of reflection on how you APPRECIATE and LOVE your adoring girlfriend- was thrown out the window. your fault, honestly, you should’ve been listening to her !!
i'll be continuously updating this list, but fandoms i’ll write for are…. (bold = i know more about the content/characters !!)
genshin impact, JJK, honkai star rail, project sekai (includes vocaloids), SAIKI K, ACE ATTORNEY, NEON GENESIS EVANGELION, PERSONA 3 RELOAD, PERSONA 4 GOLDEN, avatar: the last airbender, GRAVITY FALLS, one punch man, twisted wonderland, reverse: 1999, the royal tutor, ouran highschool hostclub, kaguya-sama love is war, parasyte -the maxim-, food wars !, march comes in like a lion, mob psycho 100, zach stone is gonna be famous, blue exorcist, class of '09, stardew valley, my hero academia, love and deepspace
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